Badlands

One of my comments which followed my post ‘Rivers Of Blood’ provided a brief bit of background information about events in the early 1990s when the paedophile gang launched an attack on Graham Day, a senior sociologist at Bangor University and caused much grief in the process. ‘The Guardian’ were happy to publish the lies and false allegations of the paedophiles’ friends which resulted in the smeared sociologist being harassed by the world’s media. At about that time, the paedophiles’ friends misled and then screwed over one member of staff at Bangor University so badly that he attempted suicide. The one person to offer him support after the suicide bid was Graham, who had been attacked by ‘The Guardian’. I don’t think that Peter Preston ever published anything about that.

I was reminded of this when I heard Alan Rusbridger interviewed on Radio 4 about his new book, ‘Breaking News’. Rusbridger took over the editorship of ‘The Guardian’ from Preston; Rusbridger was a senior journo on ‘The Guardian’ when Peter Preston provided so much help to a gang of paedophiles who were under investigation by the police and who really hated an honest sociologist and wanted him out of his job. Rusbridger knew what was happening in north Wales at the time.

Alan Rusbridger stepped down as Editor of ‘The Guardian’ in 2014 and is now Principal of Lady Margaret Hall, Oxford. He is visiting Fellow of Nuffield College, Oxford and Visiting Professor of History at Queen Mary, University of London. Between 2004 and 2013 Rusbridger was Chair of the National Youth Orchestra of Great Britain. He is a governor of the Ditchley Foundation. 

When ‘The Guardian’ published what they knew were lies fed to them by a trafficking gang, the Chairman of the Scott Trust, which owns ‘The Guardian’, was Hugo Young.

Hugo Young was born in Sheffield into an old recusant family. He was head boy at Ampleforth College. In recent years it has been acknowledged that for decades there was serious abuse of children at Ampleforth which was concealed by the Catholic Church (see previous posts’). A Top Doc has explained in comments on this blog that Top Docs knew about the abuse at Ampleforth and about the wider paedophile ring in Yorkshire and made ludicrous excuses to take no action, even in the face of children with anal injuries.

Hugo Young read law at Balliol College, Oxford and began working for the ‘Yorkshire Post’ in Leeds in 1961. In 1963, Young spent a year as a Harkness Fellow in the US and he spent the next year working as a congressional fellow. In 1965, Young returned to the UK and was recruited by Denis Hamilton of ‘The Sunday Times’. In his second year there, Young became chief leader writer, a position he kept until 1977. From 1973–84, he was also the political editor for ‘The Sunday Times’. He was joint Deputy Editor of ‘The Sunday Times’ from 1981, but his relationship with the paper cooled notably when Murdoch took the ‘The Sunday Times’ over in 1981. The conflict culminated in a series of battles with Editor Brillo, which ultimately led to Young leaving The Sunday Times and joining The Guardian in 1984.

Young continued to write a twice-weekly political column at The Guardian until his death and was widely acclaimed as one of the most important and influential figures in modern British journalism. Young remained on good terms with British Gov’t Ministers, including Blair and Thatch. He wrote a critical biography of Thatch, One of Us (1989), but didn’t mention that her two close friends Jimmy Savile and Sir Peter Morrison were known to be molesting children while supping with her. Young wrote other books, including This Blessed Plot: Britain And Europe From Churchill To Blair (1998).

Young’s Yorkshire/Leeds background and his position as a big beast in the media will have meant that he knew Mark Byford, the former Deputy DG of the BBC and Head of BBC journalism, 2004-11. Mark Byford’s dad was Sir Lawrence Byford, HM Chief Inspector of Constabulary between Jan 1983-March 1987. Between 1979 and 1983, Lawrence Byford was a regional Inspector of Constabulary. Byford had served as a senior officer with the endemically corrupt West Yorkshire Police – throughout the years when Jimmy Savile enjoyed a very cosy relationship with that force. Byford was HMI Chief Inspector of Constabulary while Dafydd and the gang in north Wales were causing havoc and when the utterly rotten North Wales Police colluded with and even assisted them, as well as during the years when the British police stood accused of acting as the personal army of the Thatcher’s Gov’t. See post ‘Top Of The Cops’.

Mark Byford’s boss at the BBC was DG Mark Thompson, under Chairman Michael Grade, frequent star of this blog and someone else who wilfully ignored serious crime committed by a gang of traffickers and did favours for those in high places who facilitated that gang.

 

Hugo Young became Chairman of the Scott Trust in 1989 and helped ‘The Guardian’ through important developments such as the purchase of ‘The Observer’. Young died in 2003, so was still there to help with the fall-out from the Waterhouse Inquiry and Waterhouse Report. I’m only surprised that ‘The Guardian’ didn’t launch another attack on Graham Day. Or indeed on me.

Here’s Hugo with a corrupt Home Secretary who ignored the serious crimes of Dafydd and the gang, with Peter Hain peeping around the corner:

There is now an annual Hugo Young lecture, organised by ‘The Guardian’ in Young’s memory. Those who have delivered the Hugo Young lecture include Cameron, Nick Clegg, Ed Miliband and Alex Salmond. 

 

My post ‘The Cry Of The Lunatic’ promised information about Ronnie Campbell, the Labour MP for Blyth Valley. Ronnie succeeded the crook John Ryman, who had succeeded Eddie Milne, a Labour MP who had taken on the endemic civic corruption in the region and had his career destroyed as a result.

Ronald Campbell was elected for Blyth Valley in 1987.  He was born in Tynemouth, attended Blyth Ridley County High School and left at 14 to become a coal miner. Campbell worked as a miner between 1958 and 1986; before entering Parliament he was a lay official of the NUM, led picket lines in the 1984-85 miners’ strike and was arrested twice. Campbell was also a District Councillor on Blyth Valley Borough Council from 1969. So he was a Councillor in the north east during the years when the Councillors in that region were endemically corrupt and participating in the sort of enormous wrongdoing which involved people like John Poulson and T. Dan Smith that Campbell’s predecessor Eddie Milne tried to challenge, only to find his political career ruined (see post ‘The Cry Of The Lunatic’ and other posts). Campbell was of course serving as a District Councillor for Blyth Valley Borough Council when the Councils in the north east were hosting a trafficking ring linked to Dafydd et al in north Wales and were sending kids in care to north Wales children’s homes.

Arthur Scargill was a good mate of Michael Mansfield QC, one of the many radical lawyers who kept quiet about organised abuse and trafficking across the UK, including in north Wales, although I wrote to him in 1993 about what was happening to me at the hands of Gwynedd Social Services and the courts. Mansfield famously acted for Scargill when Scargill was arrested during the miners’ strike. Other people involved in Supporting The Miners also turned their backs on those targeted by criminal trafficking gangs. Meleri Tudor, a lawyer from north Wales, was one of those who gave her expertise free of charge to miners during the strike, yet managed to witness en masse perjury and conspiracy in an attempt by Dafydd’s gang to have me imprisoned and not mention anything to anyone about this (see post ‘It’s Just Another Gold Digger’).

Meleri told me quite a bit about her work during the miners’ strike, including her conversations with people in mining communities who read the press coverage of their behaviour and said to Meleri ‘I didn’t realise that the newspapers lied’. Meleri knew that newspapers lied, she knew that mountains of garbage was published for years regarding the non-existence of the paedophile ring in north Wales and she knew that the newspapers were lying when they maintained that people complaining of being abused in north Wales were liars seeking financial reward. Meleri also knew that ‘The Guardian’ was publishing lies when it accused that senior sociologist at Bangor University of discriminating against Welsh people…

Ronnie Campbell often voted against Blair’s Gov’t on issues such as the Iraq War, being an outspoken member on the left of the Party. When the Gov’t nationalised Northern Rock in 2008, Campbell declared it ‘the People’s Bank’ and opened an account. In May 2009, during the MPs expenses scandal, Campbell agreed to return over £6,000 that he had claimed for furnishings in his London home.

In 2013, Campbell was one of 22 Labour MPs to vote against same-sex marriage.

Upon re-election in May 2015, Campbell announced that he would stand down at the next general election, although this did not materialise.

Campbell was one of 36 Labour MPs to nominate Jeremy Corbyn as a candidate in the Labour leadership election of 2015 and one of a handful of Labour MPs to publicly support leaving the EU. 

Campbell was one of thirteen MPs to vote against triggering the 2017 General Election. Having previously said that he would stand down at the next election, he changed his mind stating: ‘It was my intention to stand down at the next general election, however due to circumstances following the announcement of the snap election I have decided to stand again for Blyth Valley.’

Ronnie married Deirdre McHale in 1967, who serves on Northumberland County Council. 

In September 2016, Campbell underwent chemotherapy after being diagnosed with stomach cancer and returned to Parliament on 30 November 2016. Just as well that you and Deirdre never mentioned that huge paedophile ring which has operated in the north east for most of your adult life then Ronnie, or you might have found that somehow the Top Docs couldn’t treat you for that stomach cancer! Having said that, where stomach cancer is concerned it was a close run thing anyway. In 1990, the paedophiles’ friends of Ysbyty Gwynedd, assisted by none other than Sir Richard Doll no less, needing to generate a bit of good PR for themselves, perpetrated a laughable research fraud regarding the supposed cause of stomach cancer, which had it not been exposed within weeks would have thrown a spanner in the works regarding that whole field of research (see post ‘They Think It’s All Over – It Is Now’). Not that it held their careers back – one of them has spent the last few decades teaching statistics to psychology students at Bangor University and another one ended up leading the clinical trials unit at Bangor University.

 

My post ‘No Cuts’ provided details of Tony Benn’s career, another Champion of the Oppressed who ignored the organised abuse of vulnerable people, even when I wrote to him about it. Despite his undying loyalty to the white collar criminals who were sexually exploiting children and vulnerable adults, Tony Benn nevertheless went for a belt and braces approach and ensured that he remained very, very good mates with them all at St Thomas’s Hospital, an institution which not only employed/employs a few of those who directly protected Dafydd and the gang, but which also has a sizeable proportion of very rich Top Docs who run lucrative Harley Street practices as well as pulling in fat NHS salaries.

Tony Benn was a fourth generation MP – his father, his paternal grandfather Lord Stansgate and his great-grandfathers Sir John Benn and Daniel Holmes were all MPs, mostly with factions of the Liberal Party. Benn’s own children – and grandchildren – are politically active as well. Benn’s son Hilary became a Labour MP and was notoriously Blairite/centrist, at a time when Blair was known to loathe Tony Benn. Tony Benn always stressed that Hilary being to the right of him politically never caused any strain between them.

Hilary James Wedgwood Benn has been the Labour MP for Leeds Central since 1999. Hilary will therefore have known about Jimmy Savile’s activities in the Leeds area, including in the NHS there. Hilary will also remember the case of the two Yorkshire psychiatrists, Michael Haslam and William Kerr, who raped and sexually abused female patients for decades. Complaints were repeatedly made over a period of years by more than 100 patients but were ignored. One brave Angel who spoke out was demoted. An academic at Leeds University threatened to go public on what Kerr and Haslam were doing and was told that he’d lose his job if he did. Kerr and Haslam’s offending finally became public in 1996, at the end of their careers (see post ‘All The Ingredients Of A Scandal’). They both retired with their pensions intact and only Haslam went to prison, in 2003 – Kerr provided medical evidence of illness – and that was for a matter of just a few months. It was also revealed that the women whom these Top Docs had repeatedly assaulted were not permitted to have recorded upon their medical records that they had been assaulted by the Top Doctors who had compiled their records and described the nature of their ‘problems’.

When Kerr and Haslam were finally exposed, MIND spokespeople were all over the media expressing their outrage. At the time, I was repeatedly raising my concerns regarding the mistreatment of patients in north Wales at the hands of Dafydd et al only to be ignored by everyone, including MIND.

Dafydd held ‘clinics’ in Yorkshire, including in, of all places, the Queen’s Hotel, Leeds. Jimmy Savile hung out at the Queen’s Hotel Leeds and lay in state there after his death.Sir Jimmy Savile's funeral held in Leeds - BBC News

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When Dafydd finally turns his toes up, I look forward to his coffin being pulled through the streets of north Wales by black horses with their manes plaited a la Ronnie Kray, while the route is lined with weeping mourners throwing flowers at the coffin.

Perhaps Dafydd can be buried on Church Island at Menai Bridge, a sort of north Wales variant of Princess Di’s resting place.

‘We didn’t know.’

Neither of course did Hilary Benn.

Hilary served in the Cabinet, 2003-10, under both Blair and Brown. From 2010 to 2016, Hilary served in various Labour Party Shadow Cabinets, most recently as Shadow Foreign Secretary, May 2015 until June 2016, when he was dismissed by Jeremy. In October 2016, Hilary was elected as the Chair of the Exiting the European Union Select Committee.

Hilary was the second son of Tony and Caroline Benn – Caroline was an educationalist who also kept quiet about the abuse of children (see post ‘No Cuts’). Hilary studied at Sussex University, which has excellent radical credentials, but is also located near Brighton, along with the brothels owned by John Allen, who trafficked kids from north Wales to those brothels. A number of senior figures at Sussex University have been complicit with concealing organised abuse and Merfyn Jones, a former Sussex student from north Wales who spilt the paedophiles’ pints decades ago has never been allowed to forget it. Neither have any of Merfyn’s friends or indeed members of his family. See post ‘Anthem For Doomed Youth’. Merfyn later became VC of Bangor University and while he was in that role, some rather odd things were happening at Bangor University. Such as my computer being stolen by John McTernan’s brother-in-law – that was in 2005. Hilary was in Blair’s Cabinet at the time. Hilary, do you have any idea why Blair’s adviser’s brother-in-law might have made off with my computer?

By the way Hilary, among the many seriously bizarre people whom Brown and I found ourselves approached by over the many years since we complained about a paedophile gang who were murdering witnesses, was someone who asked me to accompany them to the Labour Party conference who said that they wanted to introduce me to your dad. This was just after John McTernan’s brother-in-law stole my computer. The person who wanted to introduce me to your dad was someone called Rachel, whom I later found out was transgender. I only discovered that because, after asking me and Brown to act as ‘expert witnesses’ in court to get her off driving offences and then offering us money to do it when we said no, Rachel told me that she had been abused by a therapist in Brighton called Karen and sent me heaps of documents relating to it all. Among the documents was a statement from Karen in which Karen said that she was very angry that Rachel had not told her that she had previously been male. Karen also alleged that Rachel had admitted to past membership of fascist groups and taking part in violent attacks on gays and blacks. Rachel e mailed me stressing that this allegation was CRAP.

Rachel was an HGV driver and was in danger of losing her licence as a result of a drink driving charge, which is why she had the bright idea of asking Brown and me to falsely represent ourselves in return for money to get her out of trouble. Rachel told me that a Top Doctor had helpfully lied on oath for her the last time that she was caught bladdered behind the wheel. I stressed that we were not lying Top Docs, we were honest sociologists.

Rachel also gave me a great deal of dirt on Diane Abbott whom she seemed to know and told me all about the role that she (Rachel) played in the attempt to get John McDonnell elected as Labour Party leader a few years ago. Rachel certainly had an exciting life, I’m not surprised that a drip of a therapist was completely confused by her. One thing that I was never able to understand was Rachel’s desire for the body of Bill Clinton, which she told me about as well.

Strange but true

At one point Rachel was threatening to come to north Wales to see me. So I told everyone whom I knew that if they spotted an HGV lorry travelling in the direction of Caernarfon with a drunk transgendered person behind the wheel, could they please tip me off so that I could make myself scarce.

Rachel was most disappointed when I refused to accompany her to the Labour Party conference to meet Wedgie Benn and John McDonnell et al, but I’d realised by then that there was no telling what was going to happen to me if I ever met Rachel in the flesh, so I made my excuses in the tradition of a good ‘News Of The World’ reporter. Rachel did try her hardest though, she left eleven mad messages for me on my boss’s answer machine and then started ringing up a whole variety of people in the University, asking them if they knew me.

Do you happen to know Rachel Hilary? Was she a regular chez Tony and Caroline?

After graduating, Hilary worked as a research officer for ASTMS and was then Head of Policy for MSF. Regular readers will remember that it was the corrupt MSF reps David Hole and his mates who colluded with the wrongdoing at St George’s Hospital Medical School and used their knowledge of patient harm and serious crime – including the facilitating of Dafydd’s trafficking ring in north Wales and the linked ring which operated in south London – to shore up their own positions (see previous posts).

My documents contain letters to Wandsworth Social Services – who were colluding with Dafydd et al as well as running the south London gang – from Dr Tony Francis, explaining how dangerous I was and that if they needed further information about the threat that I posed to other people, they were welcome to write to Lucille Hughes for further info. I have never met Lucille Hughes. See previous posts eg ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London’.

After Dr Tony Francis took early retirement from the NHS – following a well-publicised breakdown and after falling out with the rest of the paedophiles’ friends – he enrolled for a history degree at Bangor University. The VC of Bangor who received such grief from the paedophiles’ friends held a Chair in the School of History.

Dr Sadie Francis followed her husband into retirement a few years after, as the paedophiles’ friends at the Hergest Unit began to rip each others throats out. Sadie enrolled for a course in Bangor University’s School of Lifelong Learning. The Head of Lifelong Learning at that time was dear old Meri Huws, who in the 1980s had been a community social worker employed by Gwynedd Social Services. Meri’s patch had included the Ty’r Felin children’s home, where children were abused and trafficked, including to Dolphin Square (see post ‘Are You Local?’).

Hilary Benn was Head of Policy at MSF when MSF was using to its maximum advantage the conviction of Professor Oliver Brooke at St George’s for the possession of child porn. A number of St George’s consultants were also discovered in Cynthia Payne’s brothel for members of high society at Ambleside Avenue in Streatham during the various police raids on Cynthia’s place, but that info was never made public. See post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’.

After joining the Labour Party, Benn was elected as a Councillor on Ealing Borough Council in 1979, on which he served for several years, rising to the rank of Deputy Leader, 1986-90. When I worked at St George’s, one of the obstetricians there lived at Ealing. When I was doing my MSc at Royal Postgraduate Medical School/Hammersmith Hospital, one of my fellow postgrads was a dentist who lived at Ealing. Neither of these Ealing residents, to my knowledge, were abusing their positions themselves, but they knew that other people were and kept quiet.

After the 1997 General Election, Benn was appointed as a Spad to David Blunkett, then the Secretary of State for Education and Employment. By 1997, there had been scandal after scandal regarding the abuse of children in schools, particularly special schools and residential schools. Many of those scandals had concerned schools in north Wales. In 1997, the Waterhouse Inquiry was underway and Ronnie Waterhouse was hearing about the most serious abuse of children in residential schools/schools attached to children’s homes in north Wales. Blunkett has been around since the dawn of time, he knew all about Dafydd and the related gangs, as well as Jimmy Savile – after all Blunkett ran the People’s Republic of Sheffield, 1980-87 – and in his role as Home Secretary, Blunkett concealed further layers of wrongdoing by Dafydd et al and awarded a medal for ‘good citizenship’ to a woman who lived in Gwynedd who had a track record of intimidating ‘service users’ who lived in her village. This Good Citizen has a close relative who raped a six year old girl, but it was made quite clear to me by a Top Doctor and his lovely wife – who is an aspiring Lady Vicar – that I had to keep my mouth shut about that. See earlier posts for info about David Blunkett’s previous.

Since Labour’s defeat at the 2010 General Election, Benn has served on the front bench in the Shadow Cabinets of Harriet, Ed Miliband and Jezza. Harriet’s dad was a Harley Street Top Doctor, as was her granddad and Ed’s Uncle Harry was of course a consultant at Guy’s and Tommy’s, along with Dafydd’s mates and protectors.

In 2002, Hilary Benn became the Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State for Prisons and Probation in the Home Office, serving as a Deputy to Lord Charlie Falconer as Minister of State (Criminal Justice). At the Home Office, Benn led a task force investigating internet paedophilia, which subsequently recommended the introduction of the new offence of ‘grooming’.  In January 2003, Hilary had responsibility for introducing the Sexual Offences Bill in the Commons.

It was while Hilary was at the Home Office that the paedophiles’ friends participated in yet another round of industrial scale perjury in another attempt to have me imprisoned – that time for ‘threats to kill’. Alun Davies, the senior NHS manager who was a key mover and shaker in it all, told everyone who would listen that I would be going to prison for seven years. I was on bail for two years, during which time I lost my job and my house. The case collapsed on the first day of the trial, when it was clear that eight or so Angels as well as Alun Davies had lied to the police. See post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’. There was no investigation into the perjury or into an assault on me by an Angel and three Angelic assistants.

Hilary Benn served as Secretary of State for the Dept of International Development, 2003-07, in Blair’s Gov’t. In 2007, the ‘New Statesman’ noted that ‘Benn’s work at DfID … has often been at odds with the Bush administration’. In particular, an example was Benn’s opposition to the United States policy of increasing abstinence when it came to fighting AIDS in Africa, whereas Benn took a ‘harm reduction’ approach. Benn was also dismissive of US policy, saying: ‘Abstinence-only programmes are fine if you want to abstain, but not everybody does.’ Indeed not Hilary, some of those sexually abusing kids in care in north Wales refused to abstain, even when they contracted HIV, such as Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon, the son of Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon aka Lord Kenyon. Lord Kenyon was a Director of Lloyds Bank, President of UCNW, Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority, a Flintshire County Councillor, a member of the North Wales Police Authority, the highest ranking Freemason in north Wales and many other things as well (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’).

In late October 2006, Benn announced that he would be standing in the 2007 Labour Party Deputy Leadership election. One of his earliest backers was Dennis Skinner, who kept quiet about the paedophile ring on his patch in Derbyshire, which was linked to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. Like many people of his generation who became big names in the Labour movement, Skinner attended Ruskin College. Matt Arnold, the Head of Bryn Estyn, taught at Ruskin College in the mid-1960s and Peter Howarth, Arnold’s friend and colleague at Axwell Park Approved School and then at Bryn Estyn, was taught by Arnold at Ruskin. John Prescott was a student at Ruskin while Arnold and Howarth were there.

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The Lord Prescott managed to remain in high office despite barely being able to string a coherent sentence together – ‘This Labour Gov’t will increase ‘omelessness’ – and punching someone in the chops, twice, when on a walkabout in north Wales. The nation was subsequently entertained when Tracy Temple Opened Her Heart to the ‘Daily Mail’ and supplied details of her Ugandan discussions with Prezza.

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Prezza subsequently went for the sympathy vote by claiming to have an eating disorder. He won’t have sought treatment for that at St George’s Hospital Medical School/Springfield Hospital, because an Angel admitted to me that the genius which was Professor Arthur Crisp simply discharged and refused to treat patients who weren’t making a good recovery. That is why Crisp had the best recovery rate among his patients of any Top Doc in the UK. I do hope that Prezza didn’t risk his sanity with The Priory Group either, because their Clinical Lead for Eating Disorders is Dr Adrienne Key, who ‘trained’ and worked at St George’s/ Springfield when those institutions were concealing and facilitating paedophile/trafficking gangs. I used to watch Adrienne shut the door in the face of distressed patients who were trying to talk to her. If the patients still didn’t piss off, Adrienne would shut herself in the Angels’ office and tell the Angels to get rid of them. Therefore an Angel would emerge from the office and yell at the patient to ‘leave Dr Key alone’. If the ward manager Stephanie, a particularly aggressive Australian Angel, was on duty, Stephanie would really push the boat out and swear at the patient. I always expected to see Stephanie opening a can of ale with her teeth, but she must have only drunk when off duty. See previous posts for details of the wonders of Arthur Crisp as well as Adrienne and her glorious career.

In 2007, Benn was the bookmakers’ favourite for the Deputy Leadership of the Labour Party, which was triggered by the resignation of Prezza. In the event Harriet won. 

In 2007, Benn was appointed as the Secretary of State for Environment, Food and Rural Affairs, following Gordon’s election as Leader. Benn succeeded David Miliband in this post and therefore took over what had been Miliband’s responsibility to respond to the threat to cattle from bovine TB. The recommended option from the Chief Scientific Advisor until 2007, Sir David King, was a badger cull. In April 2010, on Benn’s watch, a badger cull was announced in Wales, after the High Court in Cardiff rejected a legal challenge from the Badger Trust.

Bovine TB led to some very strange events in Wales. There is just as much evidence that TB is not transferred to cattle by badgers as there is that badgers do transmit TB, which was why the cull was so controversial. Vets with sound credentials opposed the cull. Anxieties over bovine TB in Wales led to the extraordinary scenes involving Shambo, a bull who became famous. Shambo was a sacred bull who lived in the interfaith Skanda Vale Temple near Llanpumsaint. In April 2007, a routine skin test for bovine TB bovine indicated that Shambo may have been in contact with the bacterium that causes the disease. As a result, the Welsh Government required that Shambo be slaughtered. Skanda Vale disputed this and campaigned for a reprieve. They were backed by the Hindu religious community at large and by other well-wishers. Skanda Vale also set up a camera so that the public could go online and watch Shambo.

Shambo:

On 15 July 2007, Deputy High Court judge Gary Hickinbottom ruled that slaughtering Shambo would be unlawful, since the two slaughter orders had failed to give enough weight to the rights of the monks. He ruled that killing Shambo would violate the human rights of the Skanda Vale community, which has a right to ‘manifest’ its religious faith, according to Article 9 of the European Convention on Human Rights. A spokesman for the Farmers’ Union of Wales called the ruling ‘ludicrous,’ arguing that it ‘contradicts the principles upon which successful TB eradication programmes throughout the world have been based for generations.’ On 23 July 2007, the Court of Appeal upheld the Welsh Assembly Government’s appeal. Lord Justice Pill said former Rural Affairs Minister Jane Davidson acted lawfully when she refused to make an exception for Shambo as a sacred bull. David Miliband, who was at the time still Secretary of State for DEFRA, confirmed on his official blog that the matter came under the jurisdiction of the Welsh Assembly, not the House of Commons.

It is widely accepted in Wales, even by the most loyal of Labour Party supporters, that Labour at Westminster tell Labour in the Welsh Assembly what to do, even though there is much strife between the two groups.

Skanda Vale was notified that Shambo would be taken away for slaughter on 26 July 2007 at 8 am. Veterinarians arrived at the temple at 08:50 on 26 July accompanied by police and other officials, but without a cattle truck to remove Shambo. They were refused entry by the monks because they had no warrant and so they left to obtain one from a local magistrate. A warrant could not be issued until they had been refused entry, according to ‘The Guardian’. One of the monks said ‘They will have to physically desecrate a temple to get him … we will be having an act of worship in front of where he is. If the Welsh Assembly Government want to take him out of there, they will have to interrupt an act of worship…Our religious laws prevent us from assisting in the killing of any life and so we will not help the inspectors remove Shambo.’ At 2:00 pm the officials returned with two warrants which gave them permission to enter within one calendar month, but failed to gain access to the bull. At about 4:00 pm, police used bolt cutters to get through the gate and move their vehicles – including an animal trailer and four riot vans. The bull was removed from the site at around 7:25 pm, after protesters had been removed, who had come from as far away as New Zealand and Switzerland. Shambo was taken to a local abattoir and officials confirmed on 27 July that Shambo had been slaughtered.

Here are a few observations.

Testing ‘positive’ for bovine TB is not a conclusive or definitive process. Furthermore, animals which do test positive may not necessarily be carrying, let alone be suffering from, bovine TB; they may merely have been exposed to the bacterium. A similar process led to me, in my thirties, ‘testing positive’ for Rubella. I have never been vaccinated against Rubella, caught Rubella or even as far I know been near someone suffering from it.

Even if Shambo did have bovine TB, treatment was available and Skanda Vale were prepared to pay for it – no human would be slaughtered for testing positive for, or indeed for developing full blown, TB. Slaughtering Shambo was completely unnecessary.

Those involved in the murder of Shambo included two paedophiles’ friends. Jane Davidson, the then Rural Affairs Minister, is from Birmingham and has been involved with teaching/lecturing and knows much about Dafydd and the paedophiles but has spent her career keeping quiet (see previous posts). Lord Justice Pill, who upheld Davidson’s decision to murder Shambo after Skanda Vale appealed, was the man who in his previous incarnation as Sir Justice Pill, sat in the High Court in Cardiff in May 1989 for more than an hour and entertained the lies that Dafydd and the paedophile gang told about me in their attempt to gain a High Court injunction which would have prevented me writing to anyone in Gwynedd Health Authority in an attempt to pursue my complaints against them. Sir Malcolm Pill didn’t actually give Gwynedd Health Authority an injunction with the terms that they requested, which really pissed the Health Authority off. Their response was to instruct Andrew Park, the crooked lawyer employed by the Welsh Office, to collaborate with Gwynedd Social Services and Gwynedd’s corrupt lawyer Ron Evans, in order to gain an injunction on the terms that Pill had refused. My documentation shows that Park and Evans from then on encouraged even more false allegations, conspiracy and perjury.

While I was grateful that Malcolm Pill did not give Gwynedd Health Authority what they wanted, Malcolm Pill read scores of documents which showed quite clearly that patients in north Wales were complaining of being abused, assaulted, unlawfully arrested and imprisoned and that these complaints were not being investigated. Pill also saw evidence of perjury, conspiracy and of Dafydd intimidating people – including police officers – with his Doberman dog. Pill said not a word about any of this. Neither did the two barristers presenting the arguments to Pill – Ian Murphy and Crispin Masterman. Ian Murphy and Crispin Masterman later became judges themselves and both have presided over child abuse trials in Wales.

See post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’ for the full story regarding Sir Malcolm Pill and the perjury that was involved in the attempt to gain the desired injunction.

When I was working as a post-doc at Bangor University in 2006 I encountered someone who knew Ian Murphy and Crispin Masterman as a result of previously working as a secretary in a Chambers in Swansea. She was a woman called Sue Davies who turned up as a secretary at Bangor University. Sue Davies lied, bullied other members of staff so badly that at least one secretary left her job because of her, forged documentation in order to cover for her many ‘sick days’ and threatened to sue me for defamation of character when I e mailed her and asked her to please stop trying to access confidential information about me. Davies wrote me a splendid letter in such a way that I was obviously supposed to believe that it had been written by a solicitor and e mailed it to me at 7 am one morning. My response was to laugh, so Davies then arrived at the office of the corrupt HR Director, Lyn Meadows, a good friend of the paedophiles herself, demanding that a bullying investigation be launched with regard to my shocking tendencies to laugh at attempts to intimidate me.

Sue – I know that you enjoyed telling people that you were ‘Clerk to the Chambers’ but I know that you weren’t. Because the Clerk to the Chambers is a lawyer, not a daft unqualified bint who is a member of the typing pool.

Not that Sue Davies intended to remain as an admin assistant for long, she clearly wanted to really be Chief Clerk to the Chambers, because I subsequently discovered that she had applied for a place on the law degree at Bangor University and had even been offered a place. This was after Davies had bullied, harassed, lied and produced forged documentation. Did Lyn Meadows ever investigate the many complaints that Davies’s line manager made against her, which were backed up by evidence? No. Instead Meadows did some crooked deal with Davies which resulted in Davies walking away from her job at Bangor University with a settlement. Jaws hit the ground. Then we found out about the offer of a place on the law degree…

Sue Davies was offered the place to study law by the Buffet Slayer, Aled Griffiths, who was the admissions tutor for the School of Law. Aled Griffith’s sister is Gwenan Carrington, the former Director of Gwynedd Social Services; his wife is Joanna Griffiths, the former Director of Conwy Social Services; his brother is Huw Griffiths, who is a grossly incompetent solicitor who was one of those who in the 1980s and 1990s watched the paedophile gang stitch people up in the various courts of north Wales. Every one of the Buffet Slayer’s nearest and dearest were up to their necks re Dafydd and the gang. See previous posts for further information on the Slayer and his Mafia.

The person who provided a glowing reference for Sue Davies so that boxes could be ticked re the application for the law degree was Professor Ian Russell, latterly of Bangor University, now of Swansea University. The Ian Russell who made as many fallacious allegations about colleagues as did Sue Davies and who was doing his best to do everything possible to smear and undermine the VC. See previous posts for info about Ian Russell, who even went as far as to make up lies about his RAE results and publish them on his Christmas Round Robins. I found the aforementioned Round Robins Of Lies after Ian used the University photocopiers to print them, fell asleep in his office and forgot to collect them from the photocopier.

Duw it’s hard and that bastard of a VC won’t give us redundancy packages big enough to make us go away. I have mentioned in previous posts the corrupt UCU rep at Bangor, Eileen Tilley and her funny little ways. One of the biggest laughs that I had when I worked at Bangor was after the combined forces of Tilley, Lyn Meadows and Professor Fergus Lowe opened fire on the Professor of Sociology, who was a friend and colleague of Graham, the target of the paedophiles’ friends and Hugo Young/Peter Preston in the 1990s. Fungus had demanded that the contract of a particularly hopeless paedophiles’ friend – the woman who was at the centre of the action that so excited Hugo Young et al – should finally be terminated. The rest of the paedophiles’ friends swung into action and were clearly hoping to re-enact the Battle Of Yesteryear and within hours, I was hearing how the Professor of Sociology had treated a ‘lovely, lovely lady’ ‘appallingly’. Who was broadcasting this across the University? Eileen Tilley. Who knew damn well that the paedophiles’ friend in question was in no way a ‘lovely, lovely lady’, she’d nearly caused World War III in her pursuit of a job for which she was not qualified and could not do 20 years previously and furthermore it was Fungus who kicked her out, not the Professor of Sociology. However, Tilley was able to come to the rescue of the lovely, lovely, lady and the full force of UCU was brought to bear on the University and the lovely, lovely lady was given a full-time, permanent lecturing job. The lovely, lovely, lady tried to plagiarise my work but was too thick to understand it, so the result was yet more entertainment for the rest of us.

The lovely, lovely, lady was such a wow with the students that the number of them opting for the course which she ran was in single figures.

 

Of course, as Clerk to the Chambers, Sue Davies had all the lowdown on the criminals of Wales, including, according to the Clerk to the Chambers, Peter Hain. Sue Davies was so disgusted by Peter Hain that she voted Tory.

  • Strange but true

One organisation who were fully behind Jane Davidson’s execution warrant for Shambo was the Farmers’ Union of Wales (FUW). Bob Parry has been both Deputy President and President of the FUW. Bob Parry has also been an Anglesey County Councillor since the 1980s and throughout his long and glorious time on that Council, Bob Parry ignored the criminal conduct of his fellow Councillors, the serious abuse of kids in care on Anglesey and the selling of Chinese babies to anyone who had the dosh (see post ‘The Old Devils’). Bob Parry served as Mayor of the Borough Council in 1989/90. He was elected as the Chairman of the Isle of Anglesey County Council for 2016/17. Cllr Parry first became a member of the Isle of Anglesey Borough Council in 1981 as a Plaid Cymru councillor, representing the communities of Bryngwran and Gwalchmai.

Bryngwran is the home of Dr Delyth Morris aka Duckula. Duckula was the best mate of the Lovely, Lovely, Lady and it was Duckula who spearheaded the assault in defence of the Lovely, Lovely, Lady in the 1990s which ended up requiring reinforcements from Hugo Young. Duckula was formerly employed as a social worker with Gwynedd Social Services. Duckula also plagiarised my work and succeeded in using it to net a research grant from the Board Of Celtic Studies. I suspect that Duckula plagiarised some work of the senior sociologist’s who found himself in the sight of Hugo Young’s cross-hairs in the 1990s as well. This man had an excellent idea for a community study, began discussing it with colleagues, only to discover some weeks later that Duckula had sprung up a friendship with the Scottish sociologist of religion from Aberdeen University, Professor Steve Bruce, who, bugger me, was embarking on exactly the same community study that the senior sociologist at Bangor was planning! Duckula sent an e mail to the Bangor sociologist cheerily explaining that she was advising Steve Bruce on the fieldwork. Steve Bruce may well have been entirely innocent and probably just thought that he’d discovered a wonderfully helpful lady in north Wales, but it was clear from Duckula’s gloating e mail to the Bangor sociologist that she was far from innocent.

Duckula was a magistrate at Holyhead but she was obliged to stand down when it was discovered that she had tried to use her influence with the police to get her son off an assault charge. I was told by one of Duckula’s son’s friends that Duckula’s bungaloid was used to store his drugs on the grounds that she wouldn’t be raided, but he might well be. Duckula’s son did his PhD at Bangor University, but no-one realised that he was Duckula’s son because he had a different surname. Duckula didn’t think to tell anyone that he was her son. Duckula’s son received funding for his PhD from Tesco. I have no idea why, that was years before Tesco began talking about creating their own University. Amazingly enough, sometime afterwards, a huge Tesco store was built in Holyhead, despite much local opposition. There was one public spirited citizen who campaigned on behalf of Tesco however – one Dr Duckula Morris.

Duckula was very much more affluent than a lot of her colleagues. I was told that this was as a result of her flogging a field of hers at Bryngwran after she received planning permission to build bungaloids on it.

Anglesey County Council is famous for taking backhanders in return for granting planning permission and at least one Councillor – who went to prison for various offences – became a millionaire when he gained planning permission to build all sorts of things on his land.

Duckula really hates English people who have second homes in Gwynedd. Duckula’s daughter, Gillian, Daughter of Duckula, was engaged to – although I don’t know whether she ever married – one of the few people who has served a prison sentence for violent Welsh activism. I think that he sent or planted a bomb. Duckula told the world that she was delighted to welcome him into the clan.

Duckula has a second home in France but doesn’t talk about it much because she ‘doesn’t want people to know’. Duckula’s mentor, Professor Glyn Williams, a now retired academic from Bangor who also really hated English people, had a second home in France too.

John Allen owned a villa in France, to which he took kids in care ‘on holiday’. Dr Dafydd Alun Jones used to hold ‘clinics’ in France.

We needn’t worry about Duckula participating in crime though, because Duckula had a family connection to the Ethics Committee at Bangor University. Her sister served as its secretary and helpfully provided Duckula with full details of everybody else’s projects which had been submitted for ethical approval. Including those projects which Duckula plagiarised. Not that anybody knew that the Ethics Committe secretary was Duckula’s sister – like Duckula’s son, she had a different surname from Duckula and Duckula didn’t think to enlighten anyone.

Duckula’s sister was as busy as Duckula. When I was conducting some fieldwork on Anglesey, I was surprised to be asked by someone whom I was interviewing, who did not work at the University or have any friends or relations who did, whether it was true that the VC was planning to close certain depts and sack staff, because Delyth Morris’s sister has told me that she is and is asking us all to protest about it.

The VC did not have plans to close down bits of the University as accused by Duckula’s sister. However Professor Fergus Lowe did and he tried to do this – Fungus wanted to close five Depts. He was unable to go ahead with his plans because the VC announced his retirement on the day that Fungus tried to force the closure plans through, assisted by the awful Professor Hilary Lappin-Scott. The Chancellor, Lord Dafydd Elis-Thomas, told Fungus that no such decisions could be made now that the VC had announced his retirement.

The vile Hilary Satan-Scott is now inflicting huge damage on Swansea University, having left Bangor under a massive cloud, following the suicide of a member of staff who had been told that his Dept would be closing. See previous posts for more Satan-Scott laffs.

Bob Parry is a friend of Ieuan Wyn Jones, the former Plaid MP and AM for Anglesey/Ynys Mon. Ieuan Wyn Jones comes from Denbighshire and before he entered politics he was a solicitor. Ieuan did his degree at Liverpool Poly. One of the governors of Liverpool Poly was John Hamilton, the Leader of Liverpool City Council when Derek Hatton was Deputy Leader. John Hamilton was much quieter than Degsy, but he will have known about the corruption in Liverpool City Council and he also knew that Liverpool was a branch of Dafydd’s empire (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’). John Hamilton nearly died in a house fire just before the Waterhouse Report was published. So if he ever did feel like mentioning the names of anyone in High Places who were involved, lying in that bed suffering from third degree burns would have probably taken his mind off that. When Liverpool Poly became Liverpool John Moores University, Cherie Booth served a stint as Chancellor.

When younger, Ieuan Wyn Jones worked as a solicitor in Ruthin, in the same office as paedophiles’ friend and Freemason David Jones, who is now the Tory MP for Clwyd West (see post ‘The Right Honourable David Jones MP). David Jones then relocated to a practice in Bangor, where, like Huw Griffiths, he spent many years watching the paedophile gang frame victims and witnesses. David Cameron appointed David Jones Secretary of State for Wales just when Operation Pallial was opened and when the Macur Review of the Waterhouse Inquiry was being organised. David Jones is married to an Angel.

Ieuan was a pal of Alwyn Jones, the lawyer who acted for me but found himself indisposed when the paedophile gang took me to Court in Chester on the basis of their perjury and tried to have me imprisoned (see post ‘It’s Just Another Gold Digger’).

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Ieuan Wyn Jones:

Ieuan Wyn Jones

Bob Parry will know another past leading light of the FUW, Henry Brookes, the brother of Beata Brookes. Beata was a particularly unpleasant Tory politician who came from a farming family in Denbighshire. Beata had many strings to her bow. She was a former social worker who held responsibilities in the Social Services, in Clwyd Health Authority and in many charidees for the disabled. Wherever there was a victim of the paedophile gang there was Beata. See post ‘The ‘Celtic Iron Lady’ And Yet More Recent History’. In 1955, George Brookes, Beata’s father (I presume that it was her father), became involved in a relatively trivial dispute with a local authority and ended up hiring some of the most famous, priciest lawyers in the UK to represent him, including Lord Hailsham; it was so mind blowing that Ronnie Waterhouse wrote about it in his autobiography. See post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’. The dispute involved the location of some caravans on Brookes’s land and it would never have been worth his while employing the sort of lawyers that he did over such a matter, so I suspect that famille Brookes were actually up to something else at the time, something which could not under any circumstances be exposed.

Henry and Beata were rather grandiose and considered themselves a cut above your ordinary farmer. Henry wasn’t just involved with the FUW, Henry concerned himself with country sports and country landowning organisations. Lord Kenyon was involved with agriculture on that level, as was Carlo’s friend, Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor, the Duke of Westminster. The Duke was the President of the City of Chester Conservative Association when Sir Peter Morrison was the constituency MP and was molesting kids in care in north Wales, Chester and other locations.

Mary Wynch was working as a secretary at the Dept of Agriculture at UCNW/Bangor University when Dafydd and the gang had her unlawfully arrested and imprisoned. Carlo was Chancellor of UCNW at the time.

The Buffet Slayer, who in his youth was the President of the Students’ Union at UCNW, hates Carlo. If I was the Buffet Slayer I’d be thanking my lucky stars for Carlo, because without Carlo, the Slayer and his mates would be in prison by now.

For more background on Bob Parry, see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’.

One final point about the murder of Shambo. On 26 July 2007, the Govardhan Charitable Trust, a sanctuary for cows in Maharashtra state, India, wrote to the temple offering Shambo a home. The Trust appealed to the Welsh Assembly to refrain from killing Shambo until the Trust could arrange for the government of India to approve the import. The Trust’s letter quoted Gandhi: ‘We should be willing to refuse to live if the price of living be the torture of sentient beings.’ Transportation for Shambo was organised by a supporter from Switzerland.

After the slaughter of Shambo, Skanda Vale community leader ‘Brother Alex’ threatened that a ‘nightmare’ was just beginning for the Welsh Assembly. Secretary General Ramesh Kallidai said ‘Ignorant people have chosen to desecrate our temple and have chosen to destroy life unnecessarily,’ and he wanted ‘to check how agricultural law can cater to the needs of sacred animals in Hindu temples in Britain’. The Hindu Conference of Canada expressed ‘shock and dismay’ at the decision of the Welsh Gov’t.

What Happens If Australia Is Hit By A Nuclear Bomb ...

This is what happens when a nation is run entirely by a collection of Pathetic Sharks who do not have sufficient scientific knowledge to make appropriate decisions and who have only achieved their positions by colluding with a trafficking gang who were murdering witnesses.

The Welsh Gov’t Minister for Rural Affairs is now Lesley Griffiths. She doesn’t know her arse from her elbow, is an on-going disaster in that role and there was yet another feature on ‘Farming Today’ this morning on Radio 4, which featured farmers who were pissed off with Lesley. Lesley Griffiths grew up near Wrexham, worked as a medical secretary at the Wrexham Maelor Hospital and served as a Wrexham Councillor, before being elected as an AM. Throughout the years in which Griffiths was doing this, Wrexham Maelor staff and Wrexham Councillors ignored, colluded with and concealed a vicious paedophile ring operating on their doorstep. Lesley Griffiths is a paedophiles’ friend of the highest order. Lesley Griffiths was the Welsh Gov’ts Minister for Heath, 2011-13.

I wrote to Lesley Griffiths repeatedly during that time, informing her of the escalating threats which were being made toward me by the trafficking gang which she had spent her whole life ignoring. I did not receive any replies. My documents show that Griffiths received my e mails, but the concerns of the officials working for her were that I was e mailing my friends at Bangor University providing them with details of those threats as well as of a violent assault on me by a barrister’s daughter. Furthermore, Griffiths’ officials and NHS managers had documented that I had visited a Welsh Gov’t Minister’s house. I have never visited a Welsh Gov’t Minister’s house, I do not know where any Welsh Gov’t Minister lives.

For further details of Lesley – including her performance in front of a group of wimmin who aspired to be politicians during which Lesley told the wimmin that she used to get nervous speaking in front of ‘all the men’, but when she was a Councillor she found that she could ‘help the mums’ by campaigning for better street lighting – and the numerous bombs that went off when she was Health Minister, see post ‘History Repeats Itself, First As Tragedy, Second As Farce’.

It is worth noting that not only did Lesley fail to help the mums who’s kids were in the hands of a vicious paedophile gang, but Lesley oversaw some pretty terrible suffering of dads as well. When I was unlawfully detained at the Heddfan Unit at Wrexham Maelor Hospital, after being assaulted by that barrister’s daughter, Lesley was Health Minister. I made friends with another patient who was sectioned and prevented from seeing his own children because he wasn’t allowed out and there was pressure on his partner not to take the kids in to such a place to see their dad. He was in Heddfan for a long while and the family home was located just behind the Heddfan Unit. If he went outside to sit in the garden, he could hear his daughters playing. But he couldn’t actually have any contact with them. For months.

I think that we ought to campaign for Lesley to become FM. Russia’s got Putin who trained with the KGB. Wales will have Lesley, who’s suits don’t fit, who sports ankle-swingers and who gets nervous speaking in front of all the men.

A former Lieutenant Colonel in the KGB:

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A Welsh Gov’t Minister:
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In September 2015, both Leadership and Deputy Leadership elections took place in the Labour Party. Hilary Benn supported Andy Burnham in the Leadership election. The Andy who ignored somewhere in the region of 80 requests to hold an Inquiry into the Mid-Staffordshire NHS. While thousands and thousands of people died.

On 2 December 2015, Benn made the closing speech for the official opposition in the House of Commons debate on airstrikes against ISIL in Syria. Benn’s speech was described as ‘one of the truly great speeches in Commons history’. Speaking to the BBC the following day, John McDonnell – he who is admired by Rachel the transgender HGV driver – compared Benn’s speech to that given by Blair in 2003 ahead of the Iraq War. Was that one of the occasions on which Blair lied to the House perhaps? McDonnell described Benn’s speech as an ‘excellent’ piece of oratory, but added: ‘The greatest oratory can lead us to the greatest mistakes.’ Perhaps John McDonnell had in mind another giant of Labour history who was renowned for his ‘oratory’:Socialist Appeal | Socialist Appeal

On 25 June 2016, ‘The Observer’ revealed that Benn ‘called fellow MPs over the weekend to suggest that he will ask Corbyn to stand down if there is significant support for a move against the leader. He has also asked shadow cabinet colleagues to join him in resigning if the Labour leader ignores that request.’ During a phone call in the early hours of 26 June, Benn told Corbyn that Labour MPs and shadow cabinet members had ‘no confidence in our ability to win the election’ under his leadership. Corbyn then dismissed Benn from his position as Shadow Foreign Secretary. In a statement issued at 03:30 – Hilary had obviously been up all night worrying – Benn said: ‘It has now become clear that there is widespread concern among Labour MPs and in the shadow cabinet about Jeremy Corbyn’s leadership of our party. In particular, there is no confidence in our ability to win the next election, which may come much sooner than expected, if Jeremy continues as leader.’ Later in the morning, Heidi Alexander, the Shadow Secretary of State for Health, also resigned. Throughout the day, a further eight members of the shadow cabinet resigned.

Jezza is still in place. Considerably helped by Margaret Hodge constantly mouthing off and reminding everyone why so many people voted for Jezza rather than any of the selection of New Labour tossers who were on offer at the same time.

When in September 2016, Benn announced his intention to stand for Chairman of the new Exiting the European Union Select Committee. His bid was supported by Uncle Harry’s nephew Ed Miliband, as well as other senior Labour Party figures including Angela Eagle and Andy Burnham. In a former life Angela worked for COHSE, an NHS union which represented many an abuser of patients. The General Secretary of COHSE was David Williams, who trained as an Angel at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. See post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’.

I have a schedule of future blog posts planned, but if I have time to do so, I will blog about two people who have been loyal servants to Hilary’s career who have done a few interesting things…

Hilary’s predecessor as Labour MP for Leeds Central was Derek John Fatchett, who was elected in 1983.  Derek Fatchett was predicted to have a great future in the Labour Party, possibly as its Leader one day, but he died suddenly in 1999 at the age of 53.

Fatchett attended Lincoln School and then Birmingham University, where he studied law, graduating in 1966. Fatchett joined the Labour Party in 1964. He took an MSc at the LSE in 1968, where he was a student activist. When young, Fatchett was on the left, but when an MP he migrated to the right…

Fatchett was a Councillor on Wakefield Metropolitan Council, 1980-84. He became a Lecturer in Industrial Relations at the University of Leeds in 1971, staying there until he became an MP.

Fatchett was a Leeds City Councillor and working at Leeds University when the Yorkshire Ripper was murdering unhindered thanks to police corruption and incompetence. One of the Sutcliffe’s victims was a student at Leeds and a friend of mine who was a student there at the time said that there was an atmosphere of sheer terror across the whole area. Fatchett will have heard about Savile and the rampant police corruption that prevailed in Leeds/Yorkshire at the time.

After Labour’s 1997 election victory, Fatchett was soon made a Minister of State at the Foreign and Commonwealth Office. Derek Fatchett died suddenly on the night of 9 May 1999 (aged 53), from a massive heart attack after collapsing whilst relaxing with his wife and close friend in a Wakefield pub. At the time of his death, it was predicted in political circles that he was soon to be Defence or N Ireland Secretary.

A BBC article on Fatchett’s life mentioned his ‘inner city constituency’, which will have contained people who had been or were being targeted by the trafficking gang operating in the area remembered that Derek Fatchett had said that ‘he was once a bearded leftie Marxist’.

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Derek gave up being a bearded leftie under the Windbag’s ‘modernising leadership’. Fatchett will have known that the Windbag was staking his whole future on concealing the organised abuse gangs which were causing ructions in Wales and elsewhere, because the Windbag was so desperate for the votes of welfare professionals (see post ‘I Warn You…’). Fatchett then joined ranks behind Blair. He quit the left-wing Campaign Group of which Tony Benn was a leading light in 1985. He subsequently persuaded the Tribune Group to support the Windbag and Fattersley. Fattersley held a seat in an inner-city, poor Birmingham constituency for decades and knew about the massive corruption in civic life in Birmingham, including the excesses of the West Midlands Serious Crime Squad and the trade in abused and trafficked kids between Birmingham and north Wales.

Derek Fatchett joined the Foreign Office after Labour’s 1997 victory and was a close friend of his boss at the Foreign Office, Robin Cook.

Robin Cook, who died after a severe heart attack on 6 August 2005:

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The day prior to his own death, Mr Fatchett joined Mr Cook at the daily Ministry of Defence briefing on the Kosovo conflict. He had recently visited East Timor and had also accompanied Lilibet on the previous month’s visit to South Korea. Earlier that year, Derek met with the Taleban’s Deputy Foreign Minister Abdul Rahman Zahidc in Islamabad in the first ever contact between the UK and the Islamic organisation. Mr Fatchett had became a Privy Councillor in October 1998.

One of Derek Fatchett’s responsibilities in Blair’s Gov’t was to sell the ‘Cool Britannia’ image abroad. A major contribution to ‘Cool Britannia’ was ‘Cool Cymru’, which was virtually entirely based upon a group of Welsh rock stars who were the children of the people who had been the key figures in facilitating and concealing the organised abuse and trafficking in Wales (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’).

‘The Guardian’ obituary for Fatchett mentioned that he had been involved in Cook’s highly successful initiative to bring the Lockerbie bombers to trial. There were constant allegations and counter-allegations regarding the conviction of one of the Lockerbie bombers – that he was a stooge, that a dirty deal had been done with Col Gadaffi – who after all became a Blairite at one point – and that false medical evidence regarding his condition had been submitted etc. See previous posts.

The Dear Departed:

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Massive heart attack, 9 May 1999BBC News | UK Politics | From Marxist to minister

Massive heart attack, 6 August 2005

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 Someone Who Is Still With Us, Who’s Heart Problem Was Diagnosed And Successfully Fixed By Top Doctors:

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Recent posts and comments have discussed the meteoric rise through Scottish Labour politics of Lord Jack McConnell, who was at Stirling University with my best friend from school, who knew what was happening to me in north Wales and who found herself pursued by gangsters and having her career ruined when that was happening to me as well. Lord Jack was a maths teacher who spent the years between 1984 and 1992 as a leading light on Stirling District Council, including when there was an abuse scandal there. Lord Jack became General Secretary of Scottish Labour Party in 1992 and was credited with the splendid Scottish General Election result for Labour in 1997, in which the Tories were wiped out.

Lord Jack was elected as an MSP in 1999 and by 2001 he was FM! Fancy that happening just as the Waterhouse Inquiry was ending and then while Waterhouse published his Report. When Lord Jack was FM, he appointed Professor Alex Jay to the most senior role in social work in Scotland. Alexis had previously overseen many an abuse scandal and had been responsible for the chaos that was the Orkney Satanic Abuse Scandal (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – The Scottish Play’). Alexis is now Chairing the IICSA, which is falling apart.

Lord Jack has a particularly high opinion of Dennis Andrew Canavan, who was MP for Falkirk West, 1974-2000 (known as West Stirlingshire, 1974-83), first as a member of the Labour Party and then as an Independent. Canavan then served as an Independent MSP for Falkirk West, 1999-07.

Canavan was educated at St. Bride’s and St Columba’s Schools, Cowdenbeath, St Andrew’s College, Drygrange and at the University of Edinburgh. He worked as a schoolteacher from 1968 until 1974 and was Assistant Head of Holy Rood High School, Edinburgh at the time of his first election to Parliament. Canavan was also Head of the Maths Department at St Modan’s High in Stirling.

Canavan was leader of the Labour Party Group on Stirling District Council in 1974 and was Chair of the Scottish Parliamentary Labour Group, 1980-81.

Canavan is still a member of CND and Amnesty International, as are many on the left who have remained silent about the abuse of children and young people in welfare settings. He Chaired the N Ireland Committee of the PLP, 1989-97, and led several Parliamentary delegations to Ireland during the Troubles. Canavan served on the British-Irish Inter-Parliamentary Body, 1992-2000. Whatever it was that was going on at the Kincora Boys’ Home in Belfast, Canavan knows about it.

As a member of the European and External Relations Committee of the Scottish Parliament, Canavan was author of a report on the potential for co-operation between Scotland and Ireland.

Throughout his entire political life, Canavan played a leading part in the campaign for a Scottish Parliament. Which within two years of its creation was being led by his good mate Jack. However, in 1999, when the first elections to the Scottish Parliament were held, the New Labour leadership rejected Canavan as an official Labour candidate, despite the fact that he had the support of 97% of local party members. He therefore stood as an Independent and was consequently expelled from the Party. Canavan won with almost 55% of the vote, the biggest majority of any MSP in that election. Canavan resigned his Westminster seat in 2000 to concentrate on representing his constituents in the Scottish Parliament. Canavan retained his Holyrood seat in 2003 with 55.7% of the vote, again the biggest majority in Scotland.

In the Scottish Parliament, Canavan was a member of the European and External Relations Committee and Convener of the All-Party Sports Group from 1999.

Canavan is President of Ramblers Scotland.

When Canavan announced his retirement before the 2007 Scottish Parliament elections, he was the longest serving parliamentarian in the Scottish Parliament, having completed a combined 33 years at Westminster and Holyrood. He was praised by his mate the then FM Jack as ‘an outstanding parliamentarian over a long, long period of time’.

The careers of Canavan and Lord Jack are strikingly similar, but Canavan is a lot older than Lord Jack and entered politics years before Lord Jack did. I suspect that Canavan was Lord Jack’s big mate and mentor – back in the days when my friend found Lord Jack getting into her bed without so much as a by-your-leave – but Jack’s career then accelerated past old Dennis, particularly when Dennis was having dust-ups with New Labour. This is pure speculation, but I’m wondering if Dennis gave Lord Jack a leg-up when Lord Jack was a whippersnapper – when he was getting into my friend’s bed, I heard all about it at the time Jack! – but then when Lord Jack realised that my friend had the dynamite on the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, he was able to clobber New Labour over the head with that and rise to the very top, even though they hated his best mate Dennis.

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So where does Dennis’s answer leave these two?

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On May 31 1994, 19 days after John Smith died, the two pictured above are famously alleged to have made a deal which dictated that Gordon would stand aside to give Blair a clear run for the Party leadership and then after Blair had been PM for a few years, he’d give Gordon a go. Gordon became mighty angry when Blair broke the deal years later. The deal was made over a meal in the Granita restaurant, Islington, when Tony and Cherie still lived in Islington. There was a paedophile/trafficking ring operating in Islington’s children’s homes at the time, with links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales.

I was the person who told Tony Francis that John Smith had died – I was in the Hergest Unit at the time, I heard the newsflash on the radio and told the other patients. Francis heard me, came out of his office, interrogated me re the circumstances of Smith’s death and dashed off quite excited. My documents show that very shortly after that, Francis, Dafydd et al began yet another conspiracy to have me incarcerated in a secure hospital (see post ‘The Banality Of Evil’).

Tony Francis knew the Windbag when they were at university in Cardiff.

John Smith died on 12 May 1994 at Barts hospital after they were ‘unable to revive’ him. Dafydd’s mate Professor Linford Rees ruled the roost at Barts for years (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’). Lady Juliet Bingley was also very influential at Barts, due to having worked there as a social worker and her father being a surgeon there. Lady Juliet was married to Admiral Sir Alec Bingley, who served with Lord Louis Mountbatten (see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’). Lady Juliet and her son William spent their careers colluding with Dafydd et al when Lady Juliet and William held senior positions at MIND and when William was Chief Exec of the Mental Health Act Commission. See previous posts for details. On 9 June 1994 Matt Arnold, the Headmaster of Bryn Estyn, died of an ‘unspecified blood disease’. On 13 June 1994 the trial of Peter Howarth, Arnold’s friend and colleague from Bryn Estyn, for sexually abusing boys in care in north Wales opened. Paul Wilson was put on trial alongside Howarth. Arnold and Howarth had previously worked at Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead, where boys had been abused. They relocated to Bryn Estyn in 1973.

The friend of mine who found Jack McConnell in her bed and subsequently came under attack from gangsters sought advice from the Islington Council harassment officer in 1988. Tony and Cherie were still living in Islington at the time. Margaret Hodge was the Council leader – it was Hodge who nominated Blair for the Labour Party Leadership. Islington Council were given full details of the threats and aggression to which my friends were being subjected and was the reason why they had to move house quickly. Islington did rehouse them, but to somewhere equally as dangerous (see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’).

Once my friend and her husband arrived at their new flat, an old friend of theirs from Stirling, Sheena, known to Jack McConnell, moved in and wreaked havoc, just about destroying their lives.

Do you know anything about why Sheena did this Lord Jack?

My friend and her husband were then hounded out of their jobs in the media. My friend worked at the Royal Television Society and her husband worked at the BBC. Lord Jack is a big mate of Kirsty Wark, who was a stalwart of BBC’s ‘Newsnight’.

In April 2010, Lord Jack’s mate Dennis Canavan declared his support for John McNally, the SNP candidate for Falkirk in the 2010 general election. Falkirk is the successor to Canavan’s former Westminster constituency.

 

Now for someone who gave a big helping hand to the Gang Of Four, all of whom were up to their eyeballs in concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring, including that branch in north Wales/Cheshire which was facilitated by Dafydd et al. Dr Death personally knew some of the Top Docs involved with the gang in north Wales. My post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’ mentioned that in a recent radio interview the Gang Of Four explained that after they made the Limehouse Declaration at Dr Death’s house, they received a most generous offer from David Kingsley, who gave his time free of charge and organised masses of free PR and advertising for them, utilising some of the most well-known names in the business.

David Kingsley died in 2014 and ‘The Guardian’ published an obituary for him. Kingsley was described as the first ‘moderniser’ in British politics and Labour’s first spin doctor.

Kingsley played a role – which only emerged much later – in Harold Wilson’s dramatic first speech as Labour leader to his Party’s 1963 annual conference, offering a new vision of socialism and a Britain ‘forged in the white heat’ of a scientific and technological revolution. The electorate liked it and Wilson won his first general election victory the following year.

Kingsley was one of the ‘three wise men’ who were brought in to help Wilson in 1962; Kingsley’s particular expertise being in advertising. Kingsley, Peter Lovell-David, a media-management expert and Denis Lyons, from the world of PR, formed a team of unpaid advisers to Wilson, deliberately situated outside of the Party hierarchy. They were responsible for the campaign slogans ‘Let’s go with Labour and we’ll get things done’ in 1964 and ‘You know Labour government works’ in 1966. The optimism that they helped convey on the party’s behalf, which lay behind the ‘white heat’ speech at Scarborough, offered an alternative to the austerity of the postwar years and would serve to end Labour’s 13 years in Parliamentary opposition.

After 1964, Kingsley was regarded as someone of considerable significance at No 10 and as the most talented of the ‘wise men’, who visited the PM once a fortnight. Wilson himself had written a report in the 1950s on the need to modernise the Labour Party organisation and he was determined to use people like Kingsley to introduce new ideas of presentation and public promotion of the party. With Kingsley’s help and advice, he also brought in regular opinion polling, using the services of Bob Worcester – later the founder of Mori – to look at the reasons behind the voting intentions of the electorate. This was an almost unknown science in British politics at the time and, in Kingsley’s view, if it had been taken more seriously would have averted Labour’s narrow and unexpected election defeat in 1970.

Kingsley proposed that politicians should use the latest marketing techniques to try to get through to people by using language rather than just headlines and that they should explain their policies and principles. In the event, the Labour 1970 election slogan ‘Yesterday’s men’, portraying the Conservative leader, Edward Heath and his team as plastic puppets in the dustbin of history, misfired badly. It had been planned by Kingsley and his colleagues as the first half of a two-part campaign and the follow-up was intended to convey the positive message ‘Make Britain great again’. But Wilson unexpectedly brought forward the General Election to June, apparently persuaded by his political adviser, Marcia Williams and the negative nature of the ‘Yesterday’s men’ slogan rebounded to his disadvantage. A BBC TV programme the following year, about how Wilson and his Ministers were adjusting to life in opposition, caused an enormous kerfuffle when it was broadcast under the same title and suggested that the former PM had unashamedly profiteered from the publication of his account of his time in Gov’t.

Kingsley was born in south London, but the family moved and he was educated at Southend High School for boys, before going to the LSE. He did his national service with the RAF, returned to be President of the Students’ Union at the LSE in 1952 and the following year became Vice-President of the NUS. Kingsley remained closely attached to the LSE throughout his life, as a governor for 40 years until 2006, an honorary fellow and Chairman of the alumni association. He will have known Brian Abel-Smith and Richard Titmuss, two LSE academics who were crucial to the early development of the NHS and welfare state very well. Abel-Smith in particular knew exactly how severely the NHS was abusing the most vulnerable citizens  and he knew that the Top Doctors were facilitating organised abuse gangs (see post ‘The Great Stink’). David Kingsley will have known this as well, in addition to the wrongdoing of MPs such as Leo Abse and George Thomas which Wilson and his colleagues were concealing. The gang in north Wales was linked to Abse and George Thomas in south Wales.

The role of the Top Doctors in north Wales concealing sexual exploitation and abuse went back decades. My post ‘The Village’ describes how the situation can be traced as far back as before WWII, involving visitors from the Bloomsbury/Islington area to Cwm Croesor in north Wales.

David Kingsley had been adopted as the prospective Labour candidate for East Grinstead in 1952, but decided on a career in advertising, working in New York before returning to the UK and founding his own company, KMP, in 1964. With his business partners, Michael Manton and Brian Palmer, he created a ground-breaking agency that challenged some of the US giants at a difficult time for the industry.

Kingsley’s ideas were strongly opposed by the traditionalists at Labour HQ, particularly the General Secretary, Ron Hayward and the Head of the press operation, Percy Clark. Unlike his two colleagues, Kingsley was not given a peerage. He offered his professional advice to various foreign governments, including those of Zambia and Mauritius and of course to the SDP 1981-87.

Kingsley undoubtedly knew what Dr Death and his colleagues had colluded with in their role as healthcare professionals and knew exactly what the Gang Of Four were sitting on in their capacities as politicians who knew all about the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Any advice given to the SDP will have taken that into account. It was why Shirl and Woy targeted those seats at Crosby and Hillhead which had such strong links with people involved in the Westminster Paedophile Ring (see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’).

A few years before he died, Kingsley gave an interview with blogger Oliver Shah. The interview tells us that Kingsley worked ‘in New York for Proctor & Gamble, the founders of modern advertising’ and that Kingsley ‘made regular TV appearances and knew the power players in London’s blossoming advertising scene’. But Kingsley insisted it was the Three Wise Men – together with their friend Bob Worcester, the founder of Mori – who started using regular opinion polls to guide party strategy, years ahead of Tony Blair: ‘In fact to my mind, introducing the Labour party to proper opinion poll research was one of the most important things we did…Bob [Worcester] was very good. If they’d used him more we needn’t have lost the 1970 election. I know everyone always looks back, but he was tracking very clearly what was happening and what the problems were in a way the Labour party had never experienced before.’

Shah’s blog notes that ‘the art of spin’ was ‘now so associated with vicious briefings and irresponsible hype’. Kingsley described Wilson as ‘a marvellous chap’ who would ‘bring his wife and children to parties and would charm friends and foes with his bluff northern manner’.

Wilson might have wheeled out his wife and kids for PR purposes, but Wilson knew that George Thomas was a child abuser, he was good friends with George Thomas and he also knew that Leo Abse, George Thomas’s friend and protector, was an aggressive bent lawyer who was in the process of rewriting legislation concerning children in care solely on the advice of people who were facilitating and concealing child abuse (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’).

Dafydd too maxed out on his children. Dafydd told third parties that I had used ‘foul and abusive language’ in front of his young children – I didn’t even know that he had young children when that allegation was made; Dafydd moved onto telling people that I was a ‘danger’ to his ‘young children’; Dafydd gave an interview to a local newspaper telling them that his children ‘say their prayers at night and I’m rather proud of that’; Dafydd told people that he was ‘kind to children’. Meanwhile Dafydd ran a paedophile gang, along with his mistress, children’s social worker Lucille Hughes and was so infrequently at home that he employed nannies – who were young female patients of his who lived with him – to look after his children.

Dafydd’s constant references to ‘children’ were a running joke among the Hergest Unit patients.

Dafydd’s teenaged children boasted of hurling abuse at and taking the piss out of Dafydd’s patients.

Oliver Shah’s blog tells us that David Kingsley ‘parted amicably’ from the Wise Men and the Labour party when Ted Heath’s Tories scraped to power in 1970 and ‘He says he has never been tempted to return to the heart of British politics, preferring to split his time between charity work and advising a number of African governments.’

Yet Kingsley moved heaven and earth, free of charge, to help the Gang Of Four.

Shah’s blog states that ‘Kingsley lets slip a surprising revelation: he didn’t draw a penny in salary from the government in all his time as its communications maestro. Offering his services for free gave him a feeling of distance from the political machine, he says and the freedom to do as he liked. His only remuneration came in the form of a Havana cigar, itself a gift from Fidel Castro to Harold Wilson.’

People like David Kingsley do not do things out of the goodness of their hearts or because of an ideological commitment. If Kingsley was ever to do that he would not have become an advertising/PR man.

So what was Kingsley’s real reason for tripping over himself to help the Gang Of Four? Where did his reward lie? What did this past master of vicious tawdry spin resort to in order to try and get Dr Death a job as PM?

Kingsley is dead, but his pal – and the pal of those Top Doctors in north Wales who facilitated the trafficking gang – Dr Death, is not. Dr Death, would you happen to know anything about the stream of people who befriended Brown, me and the friends of ours who knew what was happening to me in north Wales, who turned out to be a little peculiar and grossly abusive into the bargain? They worked in the media and in healthcare, they moved into house shares with us, they had relationships with Brown, they tried to split up our friendships and relationships and some of them knew Dafydd and other colleagues of yours Dr Death. Furthermore, references to them are to be found in documents from my medical records now in my possession.

You’re welcome to e mail me Dr Death or leave a comment on the blog! You’ve got nothing to lose you nasty old bugger – after all you never did become PM, although your colleagues in north Wales imprisoned and killed all those witnesses to their wrongdoing.

 

Previous posts have discussed how Donna Ockenden, the ‘independent consultant’ who recently was commissioned to ‘leave no stone unturned’ and to ‘get to the bottom of’ whatever has gone so terribly wrong with mental healthcare in north Wales is yet another person who has now run away screaming and abandoned the patients of north Wales after she discovered from documents that I sent her relating to my own case just how serious the crime in the NHS in north Wales was/is and how many people colluded with it.

I have explained in previous posts how Donna invited me to meet her, but after I sent her documentation demonstrating perjury, conspiracy, the destruction of evidence, wrongful arrest and the unlawful denial of NHS treatment to patients who had complained, Donna e mailed me and cancelled our meeting and I never heard from her again.

Before Donna cancelled, she invited me to meet her and someone else whom she told me was assisting her in the investigation into the Betsi Cadwaladr University NHS Trust, but who’s name has never been made public. It was Dr Graeme Zaki, an Oral and Maxillofacial surgeon who practices at Havant in Hampshire. Dr Zaki can be found listed on the website of Spire Healthcare, a private company. A number of the Betsi consultants are making good incomes from working for Spire. There is a Spire Hospital just down the road from Wrexham Maelor Hospital. If you want an appointment with a Spire consultant, you ring their NHS secretary and the NHS secretary arranges it.

For the past few years, waiting lists for joint surgery at the Betsi have been so long that I know of patients who expressly told their surgeons that they did not approve of private medicine and did not want to jump the queue when told that they could be treated within weeks rather than in nearly two years time, but who did end up going to the Spire because they were in so much pain that they could bear it no longer. One man I know suspected that this was going to happen so he logged the whole process and correlated dates. He told me that he could only conclude that the surgeons at the Betsi had got together and organised appointments and waiting lists such that they ensured that patients would be forced to go private. The consultants themselves have told the media that they do not tell any patients that they will be treated more quickly if they go private. No, the consultants don’t. The GPs do that bit and then let the consultants know who has agreed to go private because they can bear the agony no longer.

In 2005 Graeme Zaki was in the media. The BBC reported a scandal which involved a doctor at a South African health care firm who had been flown in to do hip replacements for the NHS being blamed for botching operations on six patients. The surgeon worked for Netcare and carried out the operations at the Royal Hospital Haslar in Gosport, Hampshire, between 10 and 20 November 2003. The BBC reported that another Top Doctor had described the surgeon’s work as ‘totally substandard and probably negligent’. Two of the surgeon’s patients had to have corrective surgery. It was Portsmouth Hospitals NHS Trust who had contracted Netcare and the surgeon. The Medical Director of that Trust at the time was Graeme Zaki. Zaki apologised.

In 2008 the Portsmouth Hospitals NHS Trust were facing a big negligence action after a young woman died in circumstances which they had admitted should never have arisen. The Medical Director of the Trust, Graeme Zaki, apologised.

I’ll do a bit of digging and see if I can find any direct links between Graeme Zaki and the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales.

 

My post ‘It’s Just Another Gold Digger’ mentioned that the man who prosecuted Rebecca Teacher at the Old Bailey for conspiracy to blackmail in 1993 after Rebecca blew the whistle on the physical and sexual abuse of children at a commune near Bethesda – abuse which was widely known among local solicitors, the North Wales Police, the Top Doctors and Angels and of course Gwynedd Social Services – was a David Bate. I’ve tried to find out who David Bate was/is, but I have drawn a blank. I noticed his name because there is a family who live in Bangor called Bate.

Chris Bate is an accountant and his wife Nan Bate is a magistrate. I don’t know where Chris Bate grew up, but Nan is the daughter of the man who was the leading Top Doctor in the Caernarfon and Bangor area during the postwar years. Chris is the accountant for two friends of mine and before I got the hell out of Wales, one of those friends had a stroke – he’d had a stroke previously, but the Top Doctors told him that he had a middle ear infection, so he was left untreated and then had an even bigger stroke – and I went to visit him in hospital. Chris and Nan Bate turned up to visit him at the same time. During the visit, the wife of the man who’d had the stroke began reminiscing how, as a child, at Christmas, her Methodist Minister dad used to take her and her siblings to visit children in hospitals and orphanages. Nan piped up and said that when she was a child, her father and mother too used to take her to visit children in hospital on Christmas morning and she hated it. The children whom Nan was taken to visit were children in the very hospital that we were sitting in, when it had been used for a different purpose! The reason why Nan hated the visits was that she didn’t like the children – they were ‘nutters’ with awful hairstyles and naff clothes. So I asked Nan if the children were what would now be called learning disabled or whether they were children with mental health problems. Nan said that she didn’t know, they were just nutters and she hated them.

Nan Bate’s Top Doctor father will have known Gwynne the lobotomist and he probably knew the young Dafydd as well. When Dafydd had that infamous photo taken of himself which he used to show to young women and say ‘This is me when I began my medical training. Don’t ewe think I was handsome?’

Dafydd: as someone who saw that photo, I can absolutely assure you that even when you began your ‘medical training’ at the Sodom and Gomorrah that was Liverpool University Medical School, you were not in the least bit handsome. Instead of being an insane horrible old man, you were merely an insane horrible young man. You also looked really bonkers in that photo. Furthermore, I’m not sure what passed for ‘medical training’ at Liverpool in the 1950s, but it only seemed to train you in the ways of idiocy and crime.

Nan: those junior nutters will not have chosen their awful hairstyles and clothes. Your father’s colleagues did that for them. Furthermore, it was your father and his colleagues who had such a bad attitude to those kids that they didn’t even enlighten you, his own daughter, as to the harsh reality of their lives. What was the point of taking you to visit them on Christmas morning when you hated them and dismissed them as nutters? Or was that part of your training for your future career as a magistrate, when the nutters came up before you in Court, on the basis of the perjury of the people who were trained by the Top Docs of your father’s generation?

Oh Nan – tell us what you know about the paedophile ring in north Wales which was facilitated by your father, his colleagues and those with whom you sat/sit on the Bench will you? The ring who targeted the nutters.

Nan and her husband benefit from the sort of perks that nutters don’t. One one occasion some years ago, Nan got her paws on free tickets for a Rugby International in Cardiff and offered tickets and a lift down to some people whom I knew. They were a bit worried that they’d be cramped and uncomfortable on the long drive to Cardiff, particularly as they knew that the traffic would be bad and they’d be in a jam for quite a while. Nan told them that they didn’t need to worry, she had just purchased a new Merc, it was top of the range and had every adaption necessary to ensure passenger comfort even on the longest of journeys.

The nutters would have to go on the bus. If they ever could afford the tickets to the big match.

One man who has famously travelled to many big rugby matches is Max Boyce, who became famous in the 1970s for singing songs about the hardship of mining as well as lighter ditties regarding getting pissed with the lads at Twickers and taking detours to Soho. Max Boyce is gay and has been for years. How do I know? Because a paedophiles’ friend from north Wales told me some years ago. He should know – he knew the people in Cardiff who were alleged to be, to use Brown’s phrase, ‘peddling their arses’ to Max and friends. The paedophiles’ friend also knew boys in care in north Wales who were peddling their arses more locally, including to a solicitor in Caernarfon. That particular solicitor is a friend of Aled Griffiths the Buffet Slayer and in the past has been invited to give talks to visiting international students at Bangor Law School. Not that the Slayer told the visitors that they were meeting a solicitor from Caernarfon – the visitors were told that they were meeting a ‘real British judge’.

Strange but true

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Having a good laugh at the nutters:

Inspecting and measuring a nutter:

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As one of the nutters said to Dafydd back in the 1990s, regarding the death of Mary Wynch’s mother: ‘I’m not saying that you were the doctor responsible – but it looks like you did it.’

 

A major beano has been planned for Carlo’s 70th birthday in November. It will include a gala at the London Palladium starring a few folk from the Magic Circle whom Carlo has ‘supported’. I was surprised to read in the Torygraph that Carlo himself is a member of the Magic Circle, he has been since the mid-1970s. My post ‘The White Heat Of This Revolution’ mentioned that Sir Owen Saunders, a paedophiles’ friend who used his knowledge of serious crime on the part of the Top Doctors and others to vastly expand his empire at Imperial College and who was VC of London University, 1967-69, was an enthusiastic member of the Magic Circle. As of course was Greville Janner.

Does anyone have any dirt on Ali Bongo, the children’s favourite of the 1970s, who memorably always wore a pair of ladies tights when he used to appear on TV?

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A Vortex Of Eternal Shame

While I was listening to the radio the other evening when the ludicrous scrap between Margaret ‘Little Nell’ Hodge and Jeremy Corbyn was being discussed, Tom Watson was quoted as saying that anti-semitism in the Labour Party was a ‘vortex of eternal shame’. At least I think that’s what Tom was referring to, the scrap over the hurt feelings of Little Nell has now become so complex and involves so many people that I am losing track of who has accused who of what as well as the hyperbole which has been used to describe it.

The business of Little Nell feeling offended has completely engulfed the Labour Party, particularly now that Little Nell has hired Royal Lawyers Mishcon de Reya to fight her corner. Lest the Tories found themselves in danger of using the disarray among the opposition to their advantage, they’ve now begun their own civil war after Boris wrote an article in the Torygraph that was far less offensive than Boris’s articles usually are, in which he argued that Muslim women should not feel obliged to be fully veiled, it should be a matter of choice. There are demands for Boris to be expelled from the Parliamentary Party for er, telling Muslim women what to wear.
Things became really surreal this morning when I heard Paddy Ashdown on the ‘Today’ programme stating that a new centre party should be formed. Paddy, we’ve been there, is was called the SDP, then it merged with the Liberal Party to form the Lib Dems. You are a member of that party Paddy, indeed you were the leader of that party for a number of years, precisely 1988-99.
Things are no better in Wales. Adam Price wants Plaid to rename itself and has said that Plaid will lose power if Leanne remains leader. Adam Price is one of the few politicians who has a brain, he must have noticed that Plaid isn’t in power.
As the nation’s politicians have clearly all gone completely mad, surely it is now time for Dr Death to enter centre stage once more and save the day, as is his habit at times of crisis.
I’m not sure that there is such a degree of anti-semitism in the Labour Party that it can fairly be described as a ‘vortex of eternal shame’, but I did like Tom’s phrase and it does neatly encapsulate the way in which the UK’s politicians have concealed the abuse of vulnerable people by the welfare services for decades, so I’ve plagiarised Tom’s wonderful words for this blog post title.
 In recent posts I’ve maxed out on political history because that’s what I’m really interested in so there is always a danger that when I begin blogging about that, I take it further than most readers of this blog will find interesting. It also means that I still haven’t named all the witnesses and accessories to the wrongdoing of Dafydd and the gang. So I’ll name a few more in this post.

 

In previous posts I’ve described how after raising concerns about Gwynne the lobotomist et al, Brown and I found ourselves surrounded by some rather odd people who in the guise of housemates and various other associates of ours, wasted much of our time and often our money as well and frequently left us exhausted. I explained that I have received convincing evidence that many of these people were undercover police/members of the security services who were sent after us, such was the anxiety that we were going to realise that we had stumbled upon the Westminster Paedophile Ring and start publishing. Our encounters with such folk came thick and fast after the mid-1980s.

Someone has reminded me of the truly bizarre summer of 1984, just after graduation, when our shared house on Anglesey was inundated with visitors who moved in to stay for a few weeks whom we did not even know. It all began before finals when we advertised a spare room and a marine biology student called Liz moved in.

I cannot remember what Liz’s surname was because she wasn’t one of our crowd and she only lived at our house for a short while. But her presence in our house could well have been important, because of who her dad was. He was a fairly high ranking police officer serving with the Cheshire force. The Cheshire force, along with the North Wales Police, were the main colluding police officers with Dafydd’s gang. Sir Peter Morrison was the MP for Chester then and it has now been admitted that the Cheshire police caught Morrison abusing boys on a number of occasions but took no action against him. When Liz lived with us, Morrison was Minister for Employment, under Secretary of State for Employment Tom King. The Tom King who was the Tory MP for my original home town of Bridgwater, who was personally known to the people in Somerset who knew what was happening to me in north Wales and who by 1987 had found themselves feted by the offspring of rich and famous Tories and in soon in possession of substantial sums of money (see post ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’).

In 1984 the Home Secretary was Leon Brittan, who has been named as a child abuser. I have not spent much time on this blog discussing the allegations that Brittan was a sex offender because no-one has sent me any evidence that he was and Brittan’s name does not appear on any documents from my own files. I have however discussed in earlier posts what was happening in the Home Office when Brittan was Home Secretary. Brittan was handed a dossier by Geoffrey Dickens MP which named Westminster figures and other ‘VIPs’ who were abusing children and detailed their crimes. After ‘forgetting’ that Dickens had given him this file, Brittan then admitted receiving the dossier but subsequently ‘lost’ it. Investigations years later revealed that numerous files concerning allegations and information relating to the Westminster Paedophile Ring had ‘gone missing’ from the Home Office.

At the same time, Thatcher’s Gov’t had effectively created a highly paid national police force which frequently acted as the Gov’ts own personal enforcers. This was very obvious during the policing of the Miners’ Strike, 1984-85. Endemic police corruption and brutality was ignored (see post ‘Top Of The Cops’). The Prison Service was in a similar state and Risley Remand Centre was run as Dafydd’s personal prison, with the ‘hospital wing’ being full of kids from the north Wales children’s homes or mental health patients who had not even been found guilty of the frequently trumped up charges on which they had been arrested. Many were found dead in their cells. See post ‘Include Me Out’.

The Home Office was corrupt through and through.

Liz’s family were all Tories and one conversation that I remember having with her was her family’s loathing of their constituency MP, the Labour member for Crewe and Nantwich, Gwyneth Dunwoody. Dunwoody concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the gang, as did her husband John Dunwoody, a Top Doctor who was also the Labour MP for Falmouth and Camborne, 1966-70 (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’). John Dunwoody served as Chairman of the Kensington, Chelsea and Westminster Area Health Authority, 1977-82, Chairman of the Family Planning Association, 1981–87 (see post ‘The Great Stink’ for info about the FPA) and Chairman of the Bloomsbury District Health Authority, 1982–90. From 1996 Dunwoody was Vice-Chairman of the Merton, Sutton and Wandsworth Local Medical Committee. John Dunwoody concealed the paedophile gangs operating in Islington and south London and the wider Westminster Paedophile Ring as well. Dunwoody was living in Languedoc when he died after an accident at home in 2006.

John Allen owned a villa in the south of France to which kids in care were taken ‘on holiday’. Dafydd held ‘clinics’ in the south of France. In 2005 my lawyers summoned Keith Thomson, the Chief Executive of the North West Wales NHS Trust, before a High Court judge who threatened to jail Thomson if he did not hand over my medical records which had been unlawfully withheld. When we received the records and read the degree of wrongdoing which had been documented, Brown and I made it clear that one day we would publish. It was at this time that John McTernan’s brother-in-law stole my computer and that my car was broken into and nothing stolen but letters from my lawyer. Then my brakes were tampered with, causing me to nearly crash and I was constantly stopped by the police when out driving, on one occasion being accused of stealing my own car. Stopped by the police three times in one day over a journey of 10 miles was my personal best…

Liz’s family did not hate Gwyneth Dunwoody for concealing organised crime, along with her husband. (Dunwoody’s daughter Tamsin later joined in the party and served as the AM for Preseli Pembrokeshire, 2003-07. See posts ‘Message To Tamsin!’ and ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’. There was a long standing paedophile gang in west Wales with links to Dafydd’s gang and while Tamsin was AM there were scandals regarding the abuse of kids in care in Pembrokeshire. ) Liz and her parents hated Gwyneth Dunwoody for being smug, rude and disrespectful. By that time Dunwoody was facing allegations of financial dishonesty and there was massive pressure on her to stand down as MP. Dunwoody didn’t and no-one made her. Furthermore although Dunwoody was subsequently bankrupted and had her house repossessed, she bounced back financially remarkably quickly and was soon living the good life again. The world was told that this was because Gwyneth was a Strong Woman. It was rather more likely that it was because she was a corrupt old bag who was concealing the crimes of professional people and some others in very high places. Including police officers who hated her.

Liz only ever did one thing at our house that was unacceptable and caused a problem. When her parents came up for graduation, Liz colonised the room of one of the others who lived in our house and told her parents that they could use his room to sleep in. The young man who’s room it was had no idea that this was happening, he’d gone to stay with his mum near Pwllheli for a few days and hit the roof when he returned to find that the policeman from Cheshire and his wife had been kipping in his room. I thought at the time that it was a bit odd that a well-paid middle-aged middle-ranking police officer and his wife were dossing down in a student house without permission. The mum of the young man who’s room was commandeered  fostered children and openly talked about the appalling social workers in Gwynedd who did not give a damn about the children in care. Her son knew a great deal about the police corruption in north Wales as well.

When Liz moved into our house, her boyfriend Andreas moved in as well. Liz then went to spend an extended time at her parents’ house in Cheshire, but Andreas remained living at our house. Andreas was German and I think that he was a postgrad who had just finished his course. I liked Andreas, he was very friendly and chatty and was a member of the German Greens and we used to spend hours discussing all sorts of things. I’ve been told recently that Andreas was some sort of undercover officer who gathered information on Brown and me. Andreas knew Brown’s brother as well, because he came up to stay with us that summer too.

Although Andreas was very helpful around the house and did more than his share of the housework, cooking etc, he took a leaf out of Liz’s book and invited family and friends to stay without warning us. Indeed, Andreas invited a great many of his friends and relations to stay and throughout the summer of 1984 our house was a very busy and full place. The first visitor to arrive was a friend of Andreas’s who was a student who’s hobby was photography. Like Andreas, he was very chatty and friendly and involved with Green and anti-nuclear politics in Germany. He took photos absolutely everywhere, all the time. Hundreds of them, with one of those cameras that just takes photo after photo. Particularly of me, although I asked him not to. Me in the house, me walking through Bangor, me just everywhere. Someone else apart from those in our house knew about this, because I received a message last week asking me if I remembered the young German man who took all those photos of me in 1984… I haven’t been sent copies of the photos but I’ve been given enough info to know that the person who contacted me has either seen those photos or watched that young man taking them.

After the enthusiastic photographer, a German medical student called Johannes arrived. Johannes and I exchanged info about healthcare systems in the UK and Germany. Then a friend of Johannes’s arrived, an Austrian girl who told me about the belief that Austrians had that German youth were seriously over-indulged and took a great deal for granted. Which we then found out for ourselves when Andreas’s brother and his girlfriend arrived, who were a serious nightmare. All they talked about was drugs and how ‘Alice In Wonderland’ was really about psychedelics, they ate all our food, made a dreadful mess and were stoned all the time; I could hardly believe that Andreas and his brother were from the same family. It was after those two imposed themselves that we asked Andreas not to invite anyone else. Andreas moved out shortly afterwards.

When a series of young people from mainland Europe spent a few months dossing down at our house, I had no idea that Dafydd et al were part of a much bigger gang which stretched across Europe. I have mentioned before that the interest which members of Dafydd’s gang and their associates were showing in ‘European projects’ in the 1990s now looks very worrying indeed. I knew a little bit about one of the European projects with which some of the social worker colleagues of the gang were involved because some years later I worked on a European project with the two German professors who had carried out field work with those social workers a few years previously. I even read the transcripts of some of the interviews with the social workers that the German academics had recorded. I recognised some of the patients whom the social workers were discussing – they were people who had been abused and neglected by those social workers. I have no idea whether the visiting German academics, Prof Fritz Schutze and Prof Gerhard Reimann, had any idea that they conducted field work with the colleagues of a trafficking gang who had told the German visitors a pack of lies about the ‘excellence’ of the mental health services in north Wales.

The initial contacts with the German team were made either just before the Waterhouse Inquiry was launched or just after it opened. When I worked with Fritz and Gerhard, the Professor of Sociology at Bangor University and his senior sociologist colleague led the Bangor team, but from what I understood the links with Germany had been forged by a former member of Bangor staff, John Borland. I didn’t know John Borland, but what I do know is that when ‘service user involvement’ became obligatory for social work training, Borland established a business which supplied ‘service users’ for this very purpose. So not only did Borland make a bit of dosh out of ‘service user involvement’ himself, but he ensured a supply of approved service users to provide the ‘involvement’ and ‘feedback on services’. Had Borland not done this, the reality of clients’ experiences with the ‘services’ in north Wales would have been horribly visible – the violent assaults on patients, the perjury of staff in order to secure convictions against clients/patients and the crimes of that trafficking gang…

John Borland was married to Sandra Betts, a sociologist who was a specialist in Wimmin in Wales. By the time that I began working as a sociologist at Bangor, Sandra Betts was very nearly dead on her feet. She had been a very heavy smoker throughout her life which must have resulted in emphysema, because she had breathing difficulties and on the last occasion that I saw her, Betts was attached to a mobile oxygen supply. Sandra Betts was obviously too ill to work but she refused to step down. She remained a member of full-time salaried staff. Her lectures and marking were done entirely by two young female PhD students. They had such a heavy workload as a result of doing Bett’s job for her that I presumed that they were being paid. They weren’t. They were giving lectures and marking hundreds of exam scripts for no pay at all. I later met a female sociologist who had worked at Bangor years previously, before Betts was hooked up to oxygen. She told me that Betts’s work had always been done by unpaid PhD students and that Betts and her mates were a complete nightmare. This sociologist told me that Betts and her pals blew any good sociologists out of the water and this woman herself had resigned from her job at Bangor when she witnessed Betts and her accomplices deliberately mark an outstanding student down to ensure that she didn’t get a First because they didn’t want this young woman staying on in the Dept for a PhD.

It was one of Sandra Betts’s mates who tried to prevent the publication of a book that Brown and I wrote on women in mid-twentieth century rural Wales…

One of Borland and Betts’s mates was Aled Griffiths aka the Buffet Slayer. The Slayer was a grossly incompetent lecturer in social policy and law at Bangor. The Slayer’s twin brother Huw was one of the solicitors who sat in the Courts in north Wales throughout the 1980s and 90s watching Dafydd and the gang fitting people up. The Slayer’s sister is Gwenan Carrington, who was Director of Gwynedd Social Services when Gwynedd clients were dying of neglect and abuse and his wife is Joanna Griffiths, who was Director of Conwy Social Services, while clients in the care of that organisation were abused and trafficked. See previous posts, including ‘Are You Local?’ for further details of this mafia.

The Slayer made frequent visits to Europe, particularly the former Eastern Bloc countries as well as to Russia.

Please wake up everyone, can no-one really see what the interest in Europe on the part of Dafydd’s associates was all about. None of them were competent academics and they knew bugger all about European studies, in fact some of them were openly racist to the young Polish sociologist who joined the team at Bangor when the Professor of Sociology took over the European project. She spoke fluent English, Polish, German and Russian, had a First from a Polish university, another First from a UK university, an MSc from the LSE – where she achieved the highest mark in the statistics paper of any student – and then completed a PhD at Bangor University. She won a prize for being one of the best PhD students in the world in the year in which she submitted her thesis. She was turned down for the first post-doc job that she applied for at Bangor, by Professor Catherine Robinson, who has spent her entire career toadying to the paedophiles’ friends and was then told by the son of a social worker that she should not be given a job at Bangor because she wasn’t Welsh. Fortunately for Bangor, another post-doc job came up a while later with a Professor who is not a paedophiles’ friend and she was offered that post.

It really is tragic isn’t it. One of the best young sociologists in the world? Oh fuck off, we’re not employing her. Surely there must be someone who’s mum and dad are friends with Dafydd who could do with this job?

  • Older readers may remember the Monty Python Gumby Brain Specialist:

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I’ve just been watching a clip of the Windbag in his more recent years being interviewed by what looks like a student journo about the Windbag’s early career. Because the journo is not Paxman the Windbag patronises away and lets a few things slip. Things that members of the south Wales Labour Party will all know but that I didn’t. Precisely that the Windbag secured his nomination for the safe seat of Bedwellty (later Islwyn) with massive help from the NUM. That’s the NUM whom the Windbag failed to support when the NUM went on strike in 1984. I knew that many involved with that strike hate the old bastard and I’ve recently read references to the Windbag being known as ‘Ramsay MacKinnock’, but I had no idea that the Windbag was only ever selected as the Labour candidate for Bedwellty as a result of massive support from the NUM. It sounded like a highly co-ordinated campaign to get the Windbag selected as well and he won that selection against an NUM rep…

The Windbag’s predecessor was Harold Finch. I have not found an explanation as to why Finch stood down to make way for the Windbag. Finch was a junior Minister in the Welsh Office, 1964-66, in Wilson’s first Gov’t. The child molester George Thomas was creeping around the Welsh Office by 1966, before becoming Secretary of State for Wales in 1968. The whole of the south Wales Labour Party knew that Thomas was molesting kids but everyone kept schtum. Thomas was a mate of Harold’s and led the General Election campaigns, sharing platforms with Harold. The Windbag’s in-laws’ friend Cledwyn Hughes was Secretary of State for Wales, 1966-68. Lord Cledwyn was MP for Anglesey and concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al for decades. Wilson moved Lord Cledwyn from the Welsh Office against Lord Cledwyn’s wishes, to make way for George Thomas.

I mentioned in my post ‘The Great Stink’ that George Thomas loved the Top Docs and the NHS and because they were treating George Thomas for STIs and concealing his sex offending, George Thomas was greatly in debt to the Top Docs, so he raised dosh for medical charidees and snaffled the lion’s share of NHS funding for Wales to build the University Hospital in Cardiff.

Everyone knows about the Windbag’s humble origins and that his ‘political hero’ is Nye Bevan. If you’re an aspiring male Labour politician, it is obligatory for your political hero to be Nye Bevan, in the way that if you are an aspiring female Labour politician you have to admire Battling Barbara Castle. Who climbed the ladder on her back as the expression goes, but these days no-one mentions Babs’s extra-marital shagging with those who could help her career. Jack Straw could tell us all about it though, Jack was Battling Barbara’s adviser at the DHSS when Babs was concealing the crimes of Dafydd and other gangs, including the gang operating in Islington. Jack Straw was an Islington Councillor, he was Little Nell’s Deputy on the Housing Committee.

The Windbag is always described as a miner’s son. Can anyone remember what the Windbag’s mum did for a living? I can. The Windbag’s mum was a district nurse in south Wales. Working with all those other Angels and Top Docs who knew what George Thomas was doing.

It has been admitted that one of the many complaints about George Thomas was that he anally raped a ten year old boy. It wasn’t disputed that Thomas did this. The boy and his family were silenced and there was no police action.

Is there a clue among all this as to why a thick idiot who was a standing joke and by the standards of the time was considered worryingly young and inexperienced – and who later showed himself to have no principles at all – was selected for a safe Labour seat above so many other people with equally credible south Wales Labour credentials, including an NUM rep?

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

One of my friends was murdered Kinnock. In the spring of 1986. During that period of time which preceded the 1987 General Election that you really thought that you were going to win.

The Labour campaign in the 1987 General Election featured that famous Mandelson-inspired bit of PR, ‘Kinnock, The Movie’. In which the Windbag stressed his humble down-to-earth roots. Parts of the film were shot in north Wales. It was emphasised that Mrs Windbag was a school teacher from Holyhead on Anglesey.

There was an attempt to kill Brown’s brother as well at about the same time.

In 1985 Tony Francis, one of the Top Docs who was facilitating the trafficking gang with Dafydd, told me that the Tories would never win another election. I told him that they would because Kinnock was not credible and that Thatcher was playing PR games which for some reason the Labour Party would not expose.

Thatch was a big mate of George Thomas, although George Thomas was a Labour MP.

Tony Francis used to tell his patients that he knew Kinnock from his time at university in Cardiff. By the time that Tony Francis was telling people that his mate the Windbag was going to be the next PM, George Thomas had metamorphosed into this, thanks to Thatch:

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The PR which was generated by Mandy in a vain attempt to get the Windbag elected used to stress that Mrs Windbag was fruity and cleverer than the Windbag – well she could hardly have been more dim – and that at university they were known as ‘The Power and the Glory’. Mandy, you just made that up, I absolutely do not believe that those two lame dipsticks ever impressed their fellow students to such a degree that anyone bothered to coin a moniker for them, let alone that one.

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By the way suckers, Mandy was almost certainly working for the security services. He was probably recruited by Alan Bullock when Mandy was at Oxford University (see post ‘A Study In Tyranny’).

Mandy, there was a big problem with organised child abuse being concealed at Gov’t level so of course I understand why fuckwittery and dressing up in various guises to get close to people in the Labour Party who had the dirt on George Thomas was resorted to. But you didn’t stop the crime. It got worse, you did not stop it. My friend Anne was killed AFTER all those Germans moved in with us and rifled through our undies, the attempt to kill Brown’s brother was made after the German Experience, as was the attempt to kill Brown, the ruining of my career and the careers of the other witnesses. Tories paid witnesses in Somerset for their silence after you had us under surveillance, you did not put a stop to any of it. It’s still going on Mandy, I’ve had to flee Wales and other witnesses have been wiped out by the NHS. It was only bloody Dafydd, surely it cannot have been rocket science to stop Dafydd, the Empowered Service Users rang him up, took the piss out of him and detailed his crimes to ‘Crimestoppers’ armed only with 2ps and a public phone box near Bethesda, if we knew what he was doing and where he was doing it, what was wrong with you? Dafydd used to tell us where he was, he tried to rub our noses in it, ‘Ooh I’m in the south of France with a GP friend, you must be in Bethesda…’. We might have been in Bethesda with only the bus to get us around, but we seemed to be rather more effective than the North Wales Police and the security services.

Mandy continued in his desperate quest to make the Windbag electable as PM after Labour’s 1987 General Election defeat. By the end of 1989, as the money began pouring into certain coffers in Somerset, Virginia Bottomley was Minister of State in the Dept of Health, under Secretary of State Ken Clarke. Virginia became Secretary of State for Health herself in 1992. Virginia was a psychiatric social worker before she became an MP (see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’ for details of Virginia, her extended family and there numerous links with paedophiles’ friends). Throughout all this Mandy waved pictures of red roses around. Mandy, you had your priorities wrong. Mandy made much of his task being making the Labour Party electable, but as far as I can see what Mandy did do very effectively was to ensure that serious organised crime completely colonised the welfare services.

The culmination of Mandy’s Project was someone who’s legacy has been every bit as bad as that of the Windbag.

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Why did the brother-in-law of your policy adviser nick my computer then Blair?

The Lord Mandelson, First Secretary of State, June 2009-May 2010

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Someone who witnessed serious abuse of mental health patients in north Wales for many, many years was an Angel called Mal Hendy. Mal was not abusive himself, he was a friendly scouser, but he knew how badly patients were being treated by his colleagues. Mal could not find a job in Liverpool in the 1980s, so he trained as an Angel and took a job in Ysbyty Gwynedd. Mal worked on Dwynwen and Seiriol Wards, the psychiatric wards in Ysbyty Gwynedd that were there before the Hergest Unit was built. Mal was on duty in 1985 when I was unlawfully detained on Seiriol Ward and had my first encounter with Dafydd. Mal knew that I had been unlawfully detained and he knew that it had happened after I’d refused to drop my complaint despite being threatened by Alun Davies. Alun Davies, the mental health services manager from the Rhondda – George Thomas’s neck of the woods – who hated north Wales and hated people from north Wales but who for some reason relocated to Gwynedd Health Authority. I know of at least one other person who was unlawfully detained in Seiriol Ward just after I was.

Mal was still working on Seiriol Ward in the early 1990s. He was on duty when I witnessed a highly aggressive male patient – who I think was one of Dafydd’s drug abuse patients – walk up to a teenaged girl who had been sectioned (and who kept trying to walk out of the ward but was forcibly dragged back again by a posse of male nurses who yelled at her that she wasn’t going anywhere) and punch her in the face. The teenager had not done anything at all to provoke him, this git had been threatening the female patients constantly and just hit her. She cried for hours and it was Mal who went and sat by her bed with her. The assault was not reported to the police and her parents were not told what had happened to her.

Mal openly told people that he really wanted to work as a CPN but he wasn’t going to work ‘with that bunch of bastards at College Road’. (26 College Road was the address of the offices of the highly abusive Arfon Community Mental Health Team.) As far as I know, Mal never did resort to working with the vile Arfon CMHT, but he knew that they were abusing patients. Mal did eventually end up working as a community nurse though – he got a job with the drug and alcohol team at Llangefni. Dafydd was responsible for the drug and alcohol remit in north Wales. Llangefni had the biggest heroin problem in north Wales. Drug users told people – including me – that Dafydd would prescribe whatever they wanted, ‘anything at all’. Dafydd lived about two miles outside of Llangefni.

For those readers who are not familiar with north Wales, Llangefni is a small rural market town on Anglesey. It is not the Bronx. Or at least it shouldn’t be, but look who was there…

Previous posts have mentioned that when I lived near Bethesda and the paedophiles’ friends were doing charming things like trying to set fire to my house and telling my neighbours that I was a danger to their kids, a local builder and his wife, Tony and Norma, who lived down the road from me found out what was going on and were incredibly kind and supportive. Tony and Norma had three children, two teenagers, Helen and Spike and a younger boy, Arthur, who at the time was still at primary school.

Tony and Norma are dead now, they both died when they were not very old from cancer which the GPs in Bethesda failed to diagnose until they only had a short time to live and whoops, no effective treatment was available. Norma died first, soon after Brown and I began publishing about the mental health services. Norma offered to provide a witness statement to my lawyers regarding what she had seen happening to me a few years previously but died some months later. Norma died three weeks after she was diagnosed with cancer. She had already had a narrow escape back in the 1990s after she befriended me. Norma was ill for ages and Bethesda surgery swore blind that they had no idea what the problem was. It transpired that her IUD had perforated her uterus and she had developed sepsis. Norma only survived after being admitted to hospital as an emergency, where one Top Doctor spotted what the problem was. She was told that had it continued for another two days she would have died.

When Norma had sepsis, she was letting a house out to a lovely young couple, a Top Doctor (female psychiatrist) and a male psychiatric nurse, who worked at the Hergest Unit! They used to have a habit of arriving at Norma’s house just when I was visiting her, making conversation between Norma and me difficult. It was when she was ill that Norma became somewhat disillusioned with the clinical skills of her tenants. In desperation, not getting anywhere at all with Bethesda surgery, Norma rang her tenants for advice and explained that she had been coughing green gunge for weeks and couldn’t stop vomiting. The Top Doctor told her to go and get drunk and rang off. Norma only told me about this after she had nearly died, by which time the Top Doctor and her Angel boyfriend had left the area. The Top Doctor was a red-headed Irish girl, but I can’t remember her name. I think that she and the Angel got married after their attempt to assist Bethesda surgery with their efforts to kill Norma and they moved to Ireland.

On a visit to friends in Bethesda a few years ago I mentioned that I was going to drop in on Norma’s widower Tony. They were surprised that I didn’t know that Tony had died. Cancer, too far advanced to respond to treatment…

I was told a few weeks ago that Norma and Tony’s son Spike did a deal with the paedophiles’ friends to shaft me years ago. Spike became a builder like his dad and did some building work on my house. It was so bad that it had to be redone at great cost, but I didn’t feel able to tell Tony and Norma because I’d been mates with them for years. I have now been told that the shoddy workmanship was no accident.

I’ve now received information about Helen, which confirms something that I suspected years ago. Helen went into teaching after she left university and she began teaching a few years before I did. In 2001, I applied for a job at a school in north east Wales and I had a very positive first meeting with the Headmaster. He then introduced me to his Head of Science – it was Helen. I didn’t know that she was working there because I’d moved away from Bethesda and hadn’t spoken to her parents for a while and they didn’t know that I’d started teaching. When Helen saw me her jaw nearly hit the floor and the Headmaster cheerily suggested that we should go and have lunch together before I returned for a second interview with the school governors after lunch. I said, in front of the Headmaster, that I knew Helen from years ago…

As soon as the Headmaster left the room, Helen shrieked ‘I can’t do lunch, there’s something that I need to do’ and she disappeared. An hour later, I arrived for my interview with the governors. There were no ‘governors’, there was one governor. He sat in his chair glowering at me throughout the ‘interview’ with the Headmaster. The governor only said one thing to me. He stressed that he was not only a governor, but he was ‘a retired policeman’. I suspected that something odd was going on and the emphasis on ‘retired policeman’ almost made me laugh.

‘Oh, you’ll know Superintendent Gordon Anglesea who abused children in care in Wrexham them??’

No I didn’t say that, but I should have.

I never heard from the school again after the ‘interview’. But I did meet Norma a few months later. Norma told me that Helen had told her that I’d applied for the job at her school and that she was sorry that I didn’t get it, but the Headmaster was a real toe-rag, such a toe-rag that Helen ‘didn’t get on with him at all’ and had now left her job at that school. Helen wasn’t working in MacDonalds though. Helen had moved onto better things. She had landed a job as an science education adviser for whole of north Wales!

I have now been told that Helen certainly made use of her knowledge about what happened to me at the hands of Dafydd et al, although I do think that Norma was genuinely completely in the dark about Helen’s dirty deal… Helen’s career went from strength to strength and before Tony died, he told me that she’d just bought herself a fantastic new house.

The Headmaster who pulled a retired plod out of the hat for the purposes of not interviewing me became embroiled in some sort of scandal and was forced to resign.

They killed your mum and dad Helen. Did you really think that you’d all be safe if you did a deal with them? They are criminals and you watched them neglect people in your village so seriously that those people died. Why on earth did you think that they wouldn’t turn on your own family? Furthermore, don’t you realise why your mum and dad had all that trouble with the bank, I think it was Barclays, in the 1990s? Why loans were being illegally called in, why they stopped your dad trading and pushed him into bankruptcy, even though he had work coming in and owned property which could easily have been used as security? It’s called serious organised crime Helen, I watched them do exactly the same thing to another witness a few years later…

Helen’s mum and dad also knew about the massive theft of slate from Penrhyn Quarry by a group of quarry managers. Everyone knew about it, it was on TV. Some of those involved were convicted but Tony and Norma could not understand how one of those involved, Geoff Drake, got away with it. Tony told me that lorries were being driven out of the quarry avoiding the weighbridge, loaded up with slate. Tony was even more gobsmacked when Drake did not only not go to prison, but was given a seat ‘on the Board at Ysbyty Gwynedd’. So that will have either been on Gwynedd Health Authority or the succeeding organisations, the Gwynedd Community Health Trust or the NW Wales NHS Trust.

During 1994/1995 at least, the Chairman of Gwynedd Community Health Trust was Hefin Davies. Documents in my possession show that after I and another patient complained about Dafydd to the Trust and to the Mental Health Act Commission, Hefin Davies wrote to the Trust’s lawyers asking if there was ‘any more’ that they could do to have me prosecuted. When Hefin was Chair of that Trust, serious complaints were being ignored, staff were committing perjury, evidence against patients was being planted and documents were being forged. See my posts ‘A Solicitor’s Letter From North East Wales MIND’ and ‘The Banality Of Evil’ for full details.

I think that Hefin Davies subsequently became Chair of the NW Wales NHS Trust as well, he was around for years.

For the year 1994–1995, the High Sheriff of Gwynedd was Robert Hefin Davies of Bryn Awel, Blaenau Ffestiniog. It is the same man who wanted me prosecuted after I made a complaint about Dafydd.

Hefin Davies is/was a Chairman or Director of J.W.G. Properties Ltd; North Wales Slate (Roofing) Company Ltd; Quarry Tours Ltd; Greaves Welsh Slate Company Ltd; Slate Heritage International Ltd; Slatedirect Ltd; Theatre Ardudwy Ltd; Slatelite (Wales) Co Ltd.

Hefin Davies is a senior Freemason in north Wales.

Fess up Helen. This is not a few people who might be charged with being drunk and disorderly, this is serious stuff.

Helen’s younger brother Arthur did a PhD and was then appointed to a lecturing job in the School of Chemistry at Bangor University. I have not received any information that Arthur bagged his job by trading information about me, but Arthur did work with the dreadful Professor Stuart Irvine, who was married to the harridan Fiona Irvine, a Professor of Nursing at Bangor University, after a glorious career as an Angel and an accessory to the abuse of patients in north Wales. In her capacity as a Professor of Nursing at Bangor, Fiona bullied one research assistant and one PhD student so severely that they had breakdowns (see post ‘What Time’s Chaos?’).

Fiona Irvine is now Professor and Head of Nursing at Birmingham University!

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Arthur also worked with Professor Mark Baird, who was one of those who led the charge to force my PhD supervisor out of his job, after splitting up the Dept which he led and the appointing the dreadful Meri Huws as Head of what remained of it. That’s the Meri who in the 1980s worked as a community social worker on the Maesgeirchan estate in Bangor, which was the location of the Ty’r Felin children’s home, where kids were beaten, sexually assaulted and trafficked to local venues as well as Dolphin Square to be sold for sex (see post ‘Are You Local?’). After running the Dept into the ground – and causing a number of staff to pursue litigation against Bangor University on the grounds of workplace bullying – and a series of flings with Welsh Gov’t Ministers, dear old Meri ended up as the Welsh Language Commissioner (see post ‘People With Energy’).

Meri had ambitions to be a Labour MP and terror was struck into the heart of north Wales when she announced her intention to succeed the paedophiles’ friend and Blair’s elderly babe Betty Williams as MP for Conwy. Fortunately a group of Labour Party activists moved behind the scenes and politely explained to a few key people that Meri was ‘unsuitable’. Brown maintained that the Commons would have suited Meri very well, because Parliament provides institutional care for people like Meri, they can spend their time getting drunk, having sex and fiddling their expenses and there’s no-one to stop them.

 

A previous post mentioned my friendship with a medical student when I worked at the Cancer Research Campaign Laboratories at Nottingham University in the autumn of 1987. Like me, this student witnessed the massive research fraud which was being perpetrated at the CRC labs (see post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’) as well as the wrongdoing in the Queen’s Medical Centre, Nottingham. This medical student was really very nice, but the fraudsters at the CRC hated her and I used to hear their plans to give her such a bad reference and mark for her project that she’d be forced to withdraw from the medicine degree. I understand that she did not ever qualify, so I presume the dastardly plan worked, or she became so disillusioned that she left anyway. Her dad was a Civil Service mandarin. I have recently found out who he is. He is Sir David Fell.

When I was friends with Sir David’s daughter, Sir David was the Permanent Secretary at the Dept of Economic Development. Sir David later became the Head of the Northern Ireland Civil Service, 1991-97. Sir David took early retirement in Feb 1997 – he got the hell out of there before Blair arrived then – and Hansard recorded a spat over the golden handshake which he picked up. Since retiring Sir David has served as Chairman for a whole host of companies, particularly banks, including Harland and Wolff, Northern Bank, Clydesdale Bank and Titanic Quarter.

Sir David is a graduate of Queen’s University Belfast. He was appointed Pro-Chancellor of Queen’s in 2005 and Chair of the University’s senate in 2008. Sir David was the Chairman of the N Ireland Council of the Prince’s Trust from 1999-05 and remained active in supporting the voluntary and charity sector.

Sir David bagged his knighthood in 1995, the year before William Hague announced the Waterhouse Inquiry, but after Sir Ronnie Waterhouse seemed to know that he would be Chairing that Inquiry nevertheless. During Sir David’s time in N Ireland, he would have found out all about the elite paedophile ring based at Kincora Boy’s Home in Belfast and which member of the Royal Family, as well as which civil servants, politicians and senior Army Officers were involved. Sir David would have known about the shoot to kill policy and many other dreadful things as well.

 

Another person who will have gained much knowledge and evidence of serious wrongdoing was a secretary who worked at St George’s Hospital Medical School when I worked there, 1989-91, Pauline. Pauline wasn’t nuts like the rest of them, while they all swanned around banging on about their HRT and nips n tucks, Pauline told me that she wouldn’t have let any of the Top Doctors near her, she knew what they were doing to their patients, which was the line that I took as well. There was utter confusion in the Obs and Gynae Dept as to why Pauline looked so much younger than the rest of them and was fit enough to cycle everywhere although she was over 50…

Pauline’s time was divided between being the research secretary for Dr Cathy Wilson – Pauline was the only secretary who could tolerate the abuse that Cathy hurled at everyone – and as the secretary for Prof Stuart Stanton. I have explained in a previous post that Stuart Stanton was a gynaecologist who was very rich and very hated. Stanton spent much time in Israel and there were allegations that he was involved in something so unacceptable that no-one dared discuss what it was. His colleagues were colluding with a trafficking ring and perpetrating research fraud, so God knows what Stanton was doing if they thought that he was beyond the pale. Pauline was alleged to be One Who Knew but she wasn’t telling. All the Top Docs who worked with Stanton would quietly observe that they would never let him treat them or their families but they never explained why.

After blogging about Stanton and St George’s, I received an e mail from someone who told me that Stanton was a very, very nasty piece of work and that they hoped that other people would write to me to give me the full details of his activities in Israel. This person gave me a list of names of Stanton’s mistresses in the UK and in Israel, with details of his appalling treatment of them as well as of his former wife, but it’s not the sort of info that I want to make public for the sake of the women whom Stanton abused. I have received no details regarding his activities in Israel, save for one word which simply said ‘mercenaries’. I have no idea of whether there is any truth in that or not. But a lot of people were desperate to get me out of St George’s and to ensure that I never worked again and ended up in prison to boot. At the same time, the Somerset contingent were given thousands and thousands and thousands of pounds to keep quiet about what was happening to me…

One of the bastards of the parish of St George’s once hinted that they had dirt on Pauline, who was alleged to have left her place of origin on the Isle of Man after a scandal and didn’t feel that she could return. So Pauline was stuck in London working for that crew. Whatever Pauline had been mixed up in on Man, it cannot possibly have been anything like as bad as what some of that lot at St George’s were involved with.

While I worked at St George’s, Ken Clarke and then William Waldegrave were the Secretaries of State for Health.

There will be more information about Waldegrave on this blog soon, I’m still researching.

 

One Top Doctor who knew that there was a pan-European trafficking network being facilitated by Top Docs and Social Services Depts across the UK was Professor Anthony Clare. I have discussed Clare on the blog previously, but I missed something significant when I blogged about him before. Clare graduated from University College, Dublin in 1966. Following initial training in psychiatry at St Patrick’s Hospital, Dublin, Clare moved to the Institute of Psychiatry at the Maudsley, where he studied under Professor Michael Shepherd and spent a number of years working in various capacities. Shepherd trained so many future big names in psychiatry who subsequently worked across the world that Shepherd was enormously influential and operated pretty much as the gatekeeper to success in psychiatry on a global scale. See posts ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’ and ‘The Newcastle-upon-Tyne Connection’. 

Anthony Clare worked at the Maudsley when Tony Francis worked there and when that institution was heaving with people who were not only concealing Dafydd’s crimes but who were also colluding with organised child abuse on the doorstep of the Maudsley as well as in other locations. Between 1983 and 1988, Clare was Professor and Head of the Dept of Psychological Medicine at Bart’s Hospital. Which was the domain of Dafydd’s mate Professor Linford Rees, who had some pretty weird habits with regard to patients himself, such as showing photos of his female patients in the bath to his audience during his lectures (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’). Linford did not only have close links to Wales where he came from, but Linford’s daughter Angharad Rees was the 1970s siren who starred in ‘Poldark’. Through Angharad and Angharad’s husband Christopher Cazenove who starred in ‘Dynasty’, Linford had a whole network of celeb friends and he used them to the full.

I found out a few days ago that John Redwood, Secretary of State for Wales, 1993-95, who was one of many who sat on the heap of manure which was Dafydd and the paedophiles, hired Angharad Rees to give him voice training. If I was a robotic politician who was concealing a paedophile gang and I wanted voice training, I’m not sure that I would think ‘ooh that girl who played a scullery maid who married above her in ‘Poldark’ 20 years ago and did that comedy west country accent might be able to instruct me, I’ll give her a ring’.

Here’s Redwood moving in for a kiss with Cap’n Poldark:

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Fans of ‘Poldark’ will remember that Poldark picked Demelza up at Redruth Fair and took her home, along with Demelza’s dog, who was called Garrick no less.

Many of Linford’s mates, being all theatrical, were members of the Garrick. The Garrick attracts folk primarily from the fields of the theatre and law. Sir William Mars-Jones, the bent judge who protected Dafydd for years, made the Garrick his second home. Ronnie Waterhouse was a member of the Garrick, as was Ronnie’s best mate from university, Sir Robin Day. See previous posts for the names of many more who hung out at the Garrick.

Anthony Clare did of course become famous as a media psychiatrist in the 1980s, the BBC loved Anthony Clare and his Radio 4 programme ‘In The Psychiatrist’s Chair’, in which Clare interviewed famous people but carefully avoided asking them the questions which would have exposed their wrongdoing or fuckwittery, ran for years from 1982. Clare’s most famous interview for that programme was with Jimmy Savile in 1991. Savile just drivelled on in his usual manner about how women gave him ‘brain damage’ and how he was a ‘pirate’ and admitted that he ‘could be corrupted’. Years later when Savile was safely pushing up the daisies, there was much talk of how Clare had conducted a ‘revealing’ interview with Savile. Clare knew that Savile was a serial sex offender and for all Clare’s skills in eliciting revealing interviews, he didn’t manage to say to Savile ‘please could you tell us a bit about that paedophile ring with which you are involved and the visit that you made to Bryn Estyn in north Wales where you watched a child being gang raped and could you also tell us how Baroness Trumpington got to know you before she appointed you as general manager of Broadmoor and why the hell is anyone letting you act as a marriage guidance counsellor to Charles and Di?’

Clare also presented Channel 4’s ‘After Dark’ which specialised in giving offensive people air time. Stars of ‘After Dark’ included a pissed, groping Oliver Reed and Nicholas van Hoogstraten, a gangster who served a prison sentence when young for chucking a hand-grenade in the direction of someone whom he had a problem with and who was arrested and charged for incitement to murder when he was older. Hoogstraten was due to stand trial for tax evasion but the trial was cancelled when information was received that if it went ahead, the judge would be assassinated.

‘Be ye ever so high, the law is above you’ – Lord Denning. Although there are exceptions to this rule of thumb obviously.

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

Anthony Clare was Chairman of the Prince of Wales’s Advisory Group on Disability, 1989-97, while victims of the gang in north Wales were dying in Risley Remand Centre or being kept in Dafydd’s dungeon at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh.

Clare suddenly gave up media work for an unknown reason in the 1990s and could not be persuaded to return. He returned to Ireland and spent his last years as Consultant General Adult Psychiatrist at St. Edmundsbury Hospital in Lucan, Dublin, when he died suddenly of a heart attack in Paris at the age of 64 on 24 Oct 2007. People Who Know often don’t last very long do they, not even if they are Top Doctors themselves.

Another Top Doctor who has kept quiet about a great deal is Dr Ian Bogle. Bogle was Chairman of the BMA, 1998-2003. In July 2001, the BBC reported that ‘Dr Ian Bogle, the Chairman of the British Medical Association, launched a vitriolic attack on the government’s handling of the health service at the BMA’s annual conference on Monday. He said doctors simply could not cope with ever-increasing demand, and that new targets, such as a guaranteed appointment with a doctor within 48 hours, would bring the service to the point of collapse. GPs, who say they do not have enough time to provide proper care and attention to patients, are threatening to tear up their NHS contracts en masse. Hospital doctors are fuming at plans to stop them working in the private sector and health workers throughout the NHS are fearful of the implications of a greater role for the private sector in the provision of services’.

Well the Waterhouse Report had been safely handed in the year previously, no-one had gone to prison, no Top Doctor had been named, not even Dafydd, so it was back to business as usual. The Top Docs wanted money, a lot of it and poor old Blair just had to give it to them…

In July 2002, Bogle was at it again. The BBC reported that ‘Dr Bogle said: ‘We have witnessed the damage wreaked by the politicisation of the NHS. We have been victims of the politicisation of the NHS. Our patients have been the victims of the politicisation of the NHS.’ He warned the NHS had become ‘the Punch and Judy show of British politics. Today, I am calling on government and opposition to bring down the curtain on the party political puppet show and try and reach an all-party consensus on how the NHS is managed.’ Dr Bogle said doctors would not be ‘pawns in political games. Doctors won’t be the dog the government kicks when things don’t quite go according to plan’. He added: ‘Make no mistake. We will bite, and we will bite hard and where it hurts, if that’s what it takes to make the government understand that it cannot use the NHS, those people who work in it and those people who need it, as political playthings.’

It was in 2002 that the someone forged a letter purporting to be from me to the GMC, which was subsequently found in the possession of the GMC (see post ‘The General Medical Council And Yet Another Forged Document’). It was also in 2002 when I was violently assaulted and injured by three healthcare assistants and an Angel, discharged with no follow up, unlawfully refused all NHS treatment and subsequently arrested for ‘threatening to kill Alun Davies’ after eight or nine NHS staff perjured themselves. The trial took two years to come to Court, during which time I lost my house and my job. The charges were withdrawn on the first day of the trial.

Bogle and his mates should have been marched out of their offices in handcuffs and bloody well charged, not given even more dosh.

Who is the Bastard Bogle? He is a GP from Liverpool who joined his father’s practice, which had originally been set up by his grandfather in 1911. Bogle studied medicine at Liverpool University.

Know a man called Dafydd do you Bogle?

Bogle has enjoyed strutting around in various roles, including as the Chair of the BMA General Medical Services Committee, (now called the GPs Committee]. So Bogle will know Dr D.G.E. Wood, Dafydd’s partner in crime, who has been a leading light in the world of GPs in Wales for decades now. Dr John Chisholm was quoted as saying that ‘Ian was a notably successful GMSC chair, taking the profession forward following the trauma of the imposition of the 1990 contract, developing his own innovative ideas for change in general practice, and negotiating major beneficial changes in OOH [out of hours] arrangements. He was brilliant at engaging with GPs and with the various ministers and civil servants with whom we negotiated.’ 

Bogle will have threatened and blackmailed all of them.

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Who is Dr John Chisholm, who spoke so admiringly of Bogle? John Chisholm, along with Dr Simon Fradd, on behalf of the BMA, negotiated the now infamous 2004 GPs contract, which provided GPs with a substantial pay increase yet allowed them to opt out of out-of-hours work. It was either Chisholm or Fradd who was quoted as saying that they couldn’t believe that Blair had fallen for it and that the new contract was a real laugh. It is because of Chisholm that some people have died as a result of not having access to a GP out-of-hours.

Here he is, looking particularly pleased with himself:

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Chisholm is a Berkshire GP, who was Chair of the BMA’s GP Committee (GPC), 1997-07, after 20 years’ service on the committee, including being joint Deputy Chair. So he’ll know Dr D.G.E. Wood as well and Chisholm was a leading light in the BMA when the BMA were providing Tony Francis and the others facilitating the trafficking gang with advice regarding how to imprison me, although the BMA knew that Francis et al had perjured themselves.

Chisholm is described ‘as having a razor sharp mind and elephantine memory’. No, he’ll just be a complete turd.

After stepping down from his BMA GP Committee role, Chisholm formed Concordia Health, a company that went on to win a number of APMS (Alternative Provider Medical Services) contracts, with fellow ex-negotiator Dr Simon Fradd. Chisholm is Currently Chair of the BMA Medical Ethics Committee and of the Men’s Health Forum. He is a Royal College of General Practitioners Trustee and he continues to practice as a GP. But not out of hours, obviously.

 

I am off for a short holiday tomorrow, so there may not be another blog post for a few days, although I will be checking e mails and comments and may be posting comments myself. I have a stack of reading to do regarding the movers and shakers on Thatch’s side yet who remained in the shadows before and during the Miners’ Strike of 1984-85…margaret-thatcher-miner-strike Images - Frompo - 1

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Life In Cold Blood

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

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

 

University of Leicester – view of the Attenborough tower.

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

#Me Too Dickie!!

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

In 1969 John Allen established the Bryn Alyn Community.

 

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

A popular cottaging location for a potential FM:

 

Castles in Cardiff

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

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

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

 

Professor Dai Smith

 

This is Oily, Dai’s offspring:

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

‘We didn’t know.’

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

Are we surprised that Mary was ruined?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

Harrington’s nephew is actor Richard Harrington.

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

Barber sat as a crossbencher in the Lords.

 

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

The Rakes’ Progress

I have previously discussed how notions of protecting language, culture and identity have been used as a battering ram by the paedophiles’ friends, including against Welsh-born Welsh speakers from Y Fro Gymraeg. In tandem with this, the self-appointed guardians of language, culture and identity have excluded people from polite society who’s credentials are every bit as sound as theirs. I know at least three Welsh-born Welsh speaking high achieving academics who were treated appallingly at Bangor University by the paedophiles’ friends. They eventually gave up and left for institutions where they did not have to fight a civil war on a daily basis. These three people were exactly what the Burmese Generals at Bangor claimed that they wanted: high achieving local people with a commitment to the region. They were ruthlessly frozen out, because the combination of being high achievers but not paedophiles’ friends was too much for the paedophiles’ friends to tolerate. I was always told that bodies like the Welsh Arts Council (later renamed Arts Council for Wales) are dominated by an inner circle who simply exclude anyone who is not acceptable to that inner circle. Some English people living in Wales view this as a ‘Welsh’ phenomenon. It isn’t, nothing beats the nepotism and cronyism of the London medical establishment. However the phenomenon is very easy to map in Wales because Wales is small with fewer people at the top of the pyramid calling the shots.

One body which is widely suspected of doing favours for people on the basis of their pedigree or network rather than their ability is the Welsh Books Council. Interested readers can pop over to the website of the Welsh Books Council to gain more extensive information on the movers and shakers there, but to get a feel of who wields influence, let us look at the two people who have served as Directors/Chief Execs of the Welsh Books Council since its creation.

The first Director of the Welsh Books Council was Alun Creunant Davies, whom we are told by Meic Stephens, his obituarist, ‘played a pioneering role in developing the book trade in Wales’. Davies took up his post, with a staff of one, on St David’s Day 1965 and it is said was ‘never overtly political’, yet ‘drew great strength from his patriotism which, for him, was rooted in the Welsh language and its culture’. I am reminded of the time in 1987 when Bernard Manning appeared on the BBC’s ‘Wogan’ and stated that he was ‘not political’. During the course of the interview Manning stated that ‘a woman’s place is in the home’ three times. Manning’s club act included jokes about lynching black people and chucking fire bombs into the houses of Asians, but even Wogan had the sense not to allow Manning to raise the roof by such means on prime time TV.

Welsh publishing was in a sorry state during the post-war period, with only 234 Welsh-language titles appearing between 1946-51 and fewer than a hundred a year thereafter. There was a small but growing demand for Welsh-language titles and the Ready Report of 1951 concluded that the future of the language depended to a large extent on the availability of books in Welsh. It recommended the creation of a fund for the public subsidy of book production by local and central government. Thanks to the efforts of librarian Alun R. Edwards, the counties of Wales had begun to provide small grants for the printing of Welsh books, mostly fiction and a modicum of payment for their authors.

Alun R. Edwards worked at the National Library of Wales, a bastion of the paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’) when he was young, starting there in 1950. It was probably as a result of his connections there that he was able to raise support and funding for Welsh language books. Alun R. Edwards grew up in mid-Wales and worked in the library service in Ceredigion – the Alun R. Edwards Centre in Aberystwyth Town Library is named after him. Edwards was appointed Dyfed Librarian following the re-organisation of local government – so that was probably in 1974. So Edwards worked with the paedophiles’ friends at the National Library and then popped over to Dyfed, where the local authority was run by Ioan Bowen Rees, who in his incarnation as Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council presided over a paedophile ring in the Council’s children’s homes (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’). A linked paedophile ring was in operation in Dyfed.

 Alun Creunant soon transformed the tentative arrangement that Alun R. Edwards was responsible for, by persuading 12 of the 13 county councils (the exception was Monmouthshire) to make more substantial annual grants to the Books Council. This initiative was followed in 1972 by the Welsh Arts Council’s decision to pay for the setting up of four new departments, with responsibility for design, editing, publicity and marketing and by the Welsh Office’s contribution of an annual grant for the subsidy of Welsh book production and some of the concomitant operating costs. The number of Welsh-language titles grew steadily and they were better designed, edited, publicised and marketed than ever before.

I am wholly in favour of the availability of Welsh language books, indeed I own some. However, it is very noticeable that the Welsh language authors who bag prizes for their work and who’s work is promoted by the industry are drawn from a small clique and are usually the offspring or family friends of people who held that position in the previous generation. At first I assumed this was a function of Welsh language writing being a minority interest, so by definition it would be a small circle of people involved who as a result of statistical probability would be associated with each other. However as I began to make friends with increasing numbers of Welsh speakers who had been born and brought up in north Wales, I was told repeatedly that a highly nepotistic system was firmly in place, rather that one based on meritocracy.

Some years ago it was alleged that Celtic scholars in other locations were beginning to view the Welsh scholars at Bangor and Aber as a bit of a joke, being so mediocre yet living in Y Fro Gymraeg. I initially wondered if these accusations were a result of academic rivalry, until a young Welsh academic commented to me that Bangor University was going to find itself severely embarrassed when the results of the RAE were published because the results from Bangor’s School of Welsh would be ‘crap’. I responded by saying that the School of Welsh’s mock RAE had gone very well. I was told ‘yes, because they got their mates to review them. Wait until the real thing.’ Sure enough, when the RAE results were published, the School of Welsh in Bangor was rated terribly, with the exception of one member of staff who is prolific and excellent, but who is not Welsh. Not a word was said about the shameful RAE results and the School of Welsh escaped the sort of aggro that usually accompanies a poor RAE performance in universities these days. Bangor University’s School of Welsh continued to be spoken about as a centre of excellence and the opinions of those within continued to be sought as to who was worthy of funding, prizes or promotion. I know of one high achieving Welsh language academic who’s career was finished after he wrote a critical review of a book published by the Professor of Welsh at Bangor University. Then there was the other outstanding Welsh academic who was bullied out of the School of Welsh and was also the subject of a poisonous whispering campaign.

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

The Welsh Arts Council was until 1994 part of the Arts Council of Great Britain. The Chair, 1972-77, was Eton-educated Lord Patrick Gibson, who served with the intelligence services and later presided over Pearson, his wife’s family’s publishing company. Gibson was Chair of the National Trust and was also involved with the Royal Opera House and Glyndebourne. For full details of Patrick Gibson, who’s family estate was in Sussex, see post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’. So that was who looked fondly upon the Welsh Books Council.

 

By the time that the Welsh Office was helping to fund the Welsh Books Council, the Welsh Office had long since been colonised by the paedophiles’ friends and was concealing the wrongdoing of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and the paedophile gang. The Secretary of State for Wales, 1970-74, was Peter Thomas QC, under PM Ted Heath. Thomas was the Oxford-educated son of a solicitor from Llanwrst who worked as a barrister on the corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit. Like Sir Ronald Waterhouse, Peter Thomas was a member of Middle Temple. Thomas was Deputy Chairman of Cheshire Quarter Sessions, 1966-70 and of Denbighshire Quarter Sessions, 1968-70. So Thomas will have decided the fate of more than a view victims of the paedophile gang and he will have continued to do so in his capacity as a Crown Court Recorder, 1974-88. Thomas also sat as an arbitrator on the Court of Arbitration of the International Chamber of Commerce in Paris. Peter Thomas was President of the Conservative Friends of Israel.

Thomas was bilingual and took an active part in the Gorsedd of the Bards, attending Eisteddfodau. He married Tessa Dean, the daughter of actor and film and theatrical producer Basil Dean and his wife, Lady Mercy Greville. Which is indeed exactly what Greville received throughout his long life, thanks to the efforts of the paedophiles’ friends with links to Dafydd and the gang in Wales:

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Peter Thomas was Tory MP for Conwy, 1951-66 and then for Hendon South, 1970-87. So he was the Tory MP for a wealthy English constituency on the outskirts of London when he gave a few crumbs from the table to the Welsh Books Council. Thomas succeeded Sir Hugh Vere Huntly Duff Munro-Lucas-Tooth, 1st Baronet, who had held Hendon South from 1920.

Peter Thomas was Chairman of the Tory Party, 1970-72. It was in 1973, while Peter Thomas was Secretary of State for Wales, that Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth relocated from Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead to take up posts at Bryn Estyn, thus expanding the paedophile gang that was already operating in north Wales. Matt Arnold was appointed Head of Bryn Estyn after the previous Head, Peter Burton, had been killed in a car crash in Cheshire in March 1973, along with his wife and seven year old son. The Deputy Head of Bryn Estyn was also killed in the crash.

Peter Thomas picked up his peerage from Thatcher in 1987 – the year of the first major cover-up of the activities of Dafydd and the paedophile gang, which involved the squashing of Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and me.

On 18th Nov 1987 at approx 19-30 pm a fire broke out in King’s Cross-St Pancras tube station which killed 31 people. I was due to be passing through that station at the time of the fire on that day but I had been delayed so I missed it. After I began this blog, I was told that the King’s Cross fire was an attempt to kill me. At first I definitely didn’t believe it. Then I thought that it was highly unlikely, but subsequently more and more information came my way suggesting that I and my friends were indeed in far greater danger from a bunch of gangsters than we ever knew. MI5 knew that we were being targeted, as did the police. None of us were warned, for reasons of ‘national security’ and the need for public confidence in the medical profession and criminal justice system to be upheld.

 

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During Peter Thomas’s time as Secretary of State, there was a period of violent activism by Welsh language activists, including bombings and a campaign by Cymdeithas yr Iaith Gymraeg to remove English road signs. In 1970 Dafydd Iwan, later the leader of Gwynedd County Council, was imprisoned for his refusal to pay fines for defacing English language road signs. Dafydd Iwan’s contribution to the world of folk songs includes a tribute song to Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, as well as ‘Carlo’, a satirical ditty about Prince Charles. Carlo was the Chancellor of UCNW when Dafydd Alun Jones and the traffickers ran that institution.
Gwynedd County Council managed the children’s homes where, for decades, children were abused and trafficked. In 1988 Alison Taylor wrote to Carlo and told him that children in care in Gwynedd were being abused. Carlo’s office wrote back and told her that Carlo could not get involved.
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After Baron Thomas of Gwydir of Llanrwst in the County of Gwynedd gave the Welsh Books Council a bit of loose change that he found down the back of the sofa, the Books Council expanded rapidly. It moving from its offices in a building leased from the Farmers’ Union of Wales to more spacious accommodation at Castell Brychan, a former Roman Catholic seminary which stands on Constitution Hill at Aberystwyth. At the same time the Books Centre, a wholesale distributing warehouse on the industrial estate at Llanbadarn, on the outskirts of Aberystwyth – which was wholly Alun Creunant’s idea – began providing the publishers, booksellers, teachers, librarians and book-buying public of Wales with a fast delivery service.

Creunant Davies was ‘determined to implement policies and procedures that would ensure a greater degree of professionalism in what had for long been almost a cottage industry. In this he used his diplomatic skills to persuade those on whom the fortunes of the Books Council depended’.

‘He’s going to tell, he’s going to tell…’

More dosh please Welsh Office and Arts Council.

The Director of the Books Council who succeeded Alun Creunant Davies was Gwerfyl Pierce Jones. Gwerfyl Pierce Jones was born in Holyhead in 1949 and went to Holyhead High School. The Windbag’s wife, the Baroness of Holyhead, also came from Holyhead and went to Holyhead High School – the Baroness was born in 1944. The Baroness’s parents were friends with Lord Cledwyn, aka Cledwyn Hughes, who was Secretary of State for Wales, 1966-68 (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’). Cledwyn’s junior in the Welsh Office was child molester George Thomas (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’), who served as Secretary of State for Wales between Lord Cledwyn and Peter Thomas.

Gwerfyl studied at UCNW (Bangor University) and after graduation worked as a lecturer in the Welsh Dept at St David’s University College of Wales (later the University of Wales Lampeter and now University of Wales Trinity St David). Scores of paedophiles’ friends in Wales went to Lampeter, but someone who, in 1981, joined Dr Death in the SDP and regularly got herself wheeled out on ‘Question Time’ did as well – Sue Slipman.

Slipman had been a member of the Communist Party of Great Britain before she fell into the arms of Dr Death. Sue is the same age as Gwerfyl and they will have known each other, Lampeter being a very small college in a very small town. Slipman was President of the NUS, 1977-78. She later joined NUPE, a union which represented many of those managing and working in children’s homes where abuse of the kids was rampant. NUPE however refused to represent Alison Taylor when Gwynedd County Council sacked her, although she was a paid up member. Both Alun Michael (see post ‘The Paedophiles’ Friends Of Cardiff North’) and Jeremy Corbyn did what they were told by NUPE – Jeremy worked for them before he became an MP.

Slipman served on the executive committee of the Communist Party before joining the SDP as a founder member. Supported by Dr Death, Slipman stood unsuccessfully for the SDP in working-class constituencies in 1983 and in 1987.

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In the late 1970s Slipman served as an executive member of the NCCL when it was affiliated with PIE. Between 1986-95, Slipman was Director of the National Council for One Parent Families – many of whose fellow travellers could also be described as paedophiles’ friends – which she rallied in support of the Conservative Govt’s catastrophic Child Support Agency. The first Director of the CSA was Ros Hepplewhite, who was appointed after her stint as the Chief Exec of MIND, whilst MIND was colluding with and concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles (see post ‘MIND Are Out For Mental Health – Never For Themselves Of Course’). Slipman subsequently held a number of other public roles and in 2005 she became a Director of the Foundation Trust Network, working with foundation hospitals within the NHS. Such as Mid-Staffs. Slipman is, or was, a non-executive Director of King’s College Hospital.

 

Slipman’s former fellow Lampeter student Gwerfyl has also held posts in arts administration with the Welsh Arts Council and Academi. She was the Director and CEO of the Welsh Books Council, 1987-09. Gwerfyl has sat on many boards and committees, including the British Council (Wales Committee), National Library of Wales and the Welsh Language Board. Meri Huws, a former Gwynedd County Council community social worker for the council estate in Bangor on which the Ty’r Felin children’s home was located – where children were abused and trafficked, including to Dolphin Square (see post ‘Are You Local?’) – was Chair of the Welsh Language Board, 2004-12. Meri had previously been Chair of Cymdeithas yr Iaith and is now the Welsh Language Commissioner.

Gwerfyl Pierce Jones is Chairman of the James Pantyfedwen Trust and Chair of its examining committee; Chair of Theatr Genedlaethol Cymru; and became a Fellow of the University of Wales Lampeter in 2008. Meri Huws worked at Bangor University for years and the institution breathed a sigh of relief when she left for a job as a senior manager at Trinity St David’s in approx 2010.

Gwerfyl is currently Pro-Chancellor of Aberystwyth University – her term runs until til 31 Dec 2019. She sits on the University Council and for the year 2016-17, sat on the following committees: finance and strategy; professional development, staffing and equality; redundancy (she was Chair); nominations; standing panel for student appeals.

 

The James Pantyfedwyn Trust is a charidee which financially supports church renovation, postgraduate students and the National Eisteddfodau. The Trust provides a home for numerous paedophiles’ friends and those who do what they are told by the paedophiles’ friends.

The Chair of the Executive Committee of the James Pantyfedwyn Trust is Prof Derec Llwyd Morgan, the former VC of Aberystwyth University (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’). Other Trustees include the most Rev John Davies, the Archbishop of Wales; Melda Grantham, the General Secretary of the Welsh Dept of Unitarian Churches; Richard Morris Jones, Chair of the Council of the National Eisteddfod; the Rev Judith Morris, the General Secretary of the Baptist Union of Wales; the Rev Meirion Morris, the General Secretary of the Presbytarian Church of Wales; the Rev Geraint Tudor, the General Secretary of Undeb yr Annibynwyr Cymraeg; Prof Jane Aaron; the Rev Dr R. Alun Evans, Minister and former Head of the BBC in Bangor (until 1996) and former President of the National Eisteddfod Court; Alun Charles, retired schools inspector and author; Dr Rhidian Griffiths, formerly of the National Library of Wales; Geraint R. Jones, former Chief Executive, Gwynedd County Council; David Gwynder Lewis, Chairman of Hunters and Frankau Group Ltd and Vice-Chairman of Hambros; Enid Lewis, finance manager, Cancer Research Wales; Wyn Penri Jones, formerly credit and commercial banking manager; Ken Richards, senior lecturer, Aberystwyth University; Roy Frederick Sharp, formerly Secretary Accountant of Alexanders Discount plc; Dr Eryn White, Reader in the Dept of History and Welsh History, Aberystwyth University.

 

Geraint R. Jones was Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council whilst the Council employed social workers who grossly abused mental health clients and were the colleagues of those who had run the paedophile gang. Nothing has improved re Gwynedd County Council. An article in the ‘Daily Post’ in  2014 announced the appointment of Dilwyn Williams as Chief Exec of Gwynedd, to succeed Harry Thomas. Williams had been promoted to the position of Chief Exec from his previous role as Corporate Director.

Dilwyn Williams was born in St Asaph, went to Ysgol Glan Clwyd and then to UCNW, where he did a degree in education. Williams later trained as an accountant. He has worked in local gov’t in Gwynedd since 1979. He was the Committee Clerk for the former Gwynedd County Council in Caernarfon (there was a reorganisation in 1996 after the first investigations into the abuse of children); then Williams worked in Dwyfor District Council’s Treasury Dept; in 1996 he became Head of Accountancy in Gwynedd County Council; then the Strategic Director for Resources; then the Council’s Corporate Director.

So Dilwyn Williams had been an insider throughout the paedophile years and the serial cover-ups and scandals. When he was appointed Chief Exec, Dilwyn remarked that ‘Gwynedd has a national reputation as a top performing council’ and that ‘Gwynedd was recently praised by the Auditor General for Wales for its strong financial leadership and effective planning for the future’.

Gwynedd was a completely dysfunctional Council with barely any ‘services’ up and running. Some years previously, an external inspection of Gwynedd Social Services damned them, stating that things were so dire that the Social Services did not understand the policies that it was supposed to be implementing and was not capable of improvement. What does a Council do in such a situation? Obvious. It gives the Director of Social Services responsible for the mess – one Gwenan Carrington – a job managing the community services for the paedophiles’ friends of Anglesey County Council, it refuses to investigate even the most serious of complaints, it sacks whistleblowers and tells everyone that it is ‘excellent’.

So who was the Auditor General for Wales who highly recommended the assortment of crooks and paedophiles’ friends that run Gwynedd County Council? It was Huw Vaughan Thomas.

Huw Vaughan Thomas was Chief Executive of Gwynedd County Council, 1991-96, whilst the paedophile gang operated within its children’s homes. Dilwyn Williams had spent happy years working in Gwynedd County Council while Huw was the CEO. In spite of running a Council whose entire children’s dept had been taken over by a paedophile gang, Huw has clocked up scores of public appointments since he stepped down as Chief Exec of Gwynedd. Not that his career leading local authorities came to an end – after the 1996 local gov’t reorganisation, Huw was appointed Chief Executive of Denbighshire County Council, where he remained for six years. Denbighshire was one of the County Councils which replaced Clwyd County Council – which disappeared in the local gov’t reorganisation days after the Jillings Report into the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council was submitted (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’).

In the 1980s Huw Vaughan Thomas worked for the Department of Employment. In 1986 he was the Department of Employment’s Director for Wales. Prior to that, in 1984 Vaughan Thomas had been the Dept of Employment’s Regional Director for the South West of England. Before being appointed to that post, Huw Vaughan Thomas had  already held a number of appointments in the Dept of Employment.

Tom King, the MP for Bridgwater, was Secretary of State for Employment, 16 Oct 1983 – 2 Sept 1985. Peter Morrison was Minister of State in the Dept of Employment, 13 June 1983 – 2 Sept 1985. Morrison was molesting kids in care in north Wales, Cheshire and in other locations.

Furthermore Tom King, my grandpa not only viewed you as an unprincipled vacuous career politician, but he always maintained that your fellow Tory MP for Taunton Edward Du Cann was a crook and that was years before Du Cann was done for tax evasion and subsequently bankrupted. My grandpa used to take the piss out of the Freemasons as well, but I always presumed that they’d lost their influence decades ago. Clearly not.

Here’s the ghost of Somerset past, rattling its chains in the direction of the old crooks who are still alive:

 

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Here’s a stack of sausage rolls. The Bridgwater Tories always provided them at the buffets for Tom and Jane King, but poor old Jane was so mortified at the idea of a buffet provided by plebs that she famously confined herself to one sausage roll all evening.

 

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If people in the constituency had known the contempt that Tom King and the rest of Thatcher’s Cabinet had for them, that would not have been a safe Tory seat. What about the Somerset builder who was a bit of a rough diamond then Lord King, who raised all that money for the Tories and did building work for the Party free of charge but was then frozen out because he was ‘uncouth’. Which he was, but Peter Morrison was molesting children and he was invited to Chequers.

 

Huw Vaughan Thomas was Private Secretary to the Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State for Employment at some point in the early to mid-1980s. I am wondering if the PUSS concerned was Peter Bottomley, who occupied that role, 1984-86.

 

Huw Vaughan Thomas, Peter Bottomley and Tom King all worked with Peter Morrison when Morrison was molesting children.  Edwina Currie and Rod Richards have since admitted that Morrison’s activities were widely known and extensively gossiped about in the Tory Party, that Thatcher was warned about his conduct but she ignored the warnings.

My post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’ describes how people known to me in Somerset, one of whom personally knew Tom King, received huge quantities of money from persons unknown during the early and mid-1990s in return for asking no questions about what was happening to me in north Wales.

 

Peter Bottomley’s wife Virginia was Health Secretary, 1992-95. It was Virginia who presided over the chaos in north Wales as no preparations were made for the care of mental health patients outside of hospitals, despite the proposed move to community care with the closure of long-stay hospitals. But then the North Wales Hospital Denbigh didn’t close down in the summer of 1995, although everyone was told that it did. Parts of it remained open, including Gwynfryn, the ‘mother and baby unit’. Virginia oversaw Dafydd building up a huge practice in which he flogged drugs to addicts, as well as running his PTSD scam, which paved the way for his ‘retirement’ in the summer of 1995. As part of the deal, Dafydd was told that if he ‘retired’, none of the very serious complaints about him would be followed up and he would be given the remit for providing ‘substance abuse services’ for north Wales. See post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron’ and ‘Feet In Chains’. Dafydd’s practice extended much further than north Wales, he was involved with criminality in Europe.

Virginia Bottomley is a former psychiatric social worker and her daughter is a Top Doctor. Like his wife, Peter Bottomley has found himself at the centre of the paedophiles’ friends activities throughout most of his career. He has been involved with MIND, NACRO, Christian Aid, the Monday Club, the Children’s Society, the Church of England and has held positions in the Dept of Employment, the DHSS and the N Ireland Office. Bottomley has been involved in mental health campaigning and with community initiatives in Lambeth. For further details of the interests and activities of the Bottomley family, see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’.

Peter, if you and Ginny were working undercover to log the serious wrongdoing in these various bodies which were all facilitating the abuse of vulnerable people and the associated serious crime, I am not impressed. You did not stop what was going on and I and my friends have been intimidated and harassed for more than 30 years. Some of us were killed, one emigrated after an attempt to murder him and I am in hiding. Why did the security services ever bother to employ either of you? You really were crap.

Now, which one of the worthless specimens is going to cough regarding where the money came from to pay people to keep quiet about the gangsters who came after my friends and I? I note that David Hunt, a man who did so many favours for Dafydd and the paedophiles for so many years (see post ‘The Paedophiles’ Friends Of Cardiff North’), was the Secretary of State for Wales when someone opened the coffers.

 

Huw Vaughan Thomas’s wife Enid Rowlands is or was a Director of the North Wales Health Authority. Enid also holds or has held positions with BUPA and the Solicitors’ Regulation Authority. Huw and Enid’s son worked and might still work as an Auditor in his dad’s Dept. For details of the numerous public roles that Huw has occupied, see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’. Details of Enid’s shenanigans, including those that resulted in Enid becoming embroiled in the public scandal which was ELWA, involving the waste of millions of pounds of public funds and conflicts of interest, see post ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’.

 

The paedophile gang hosted by Gwynedd County Council for so many years had links to the gang in west Wales and to a gang in south Wales. The gang in south Wales included Welsh language drama teacher and producer of Welsh language children’s programmes for S4C, John Owen, who abused scores of children at Ysgol Gyfun Rhydfelin in Pontypridd and at drama and music events (see post ‘Yet More Inglorious Bastards’). Owen killed himself in Oct 2001 just before he was due to stand trial for a series of sexual assaults on children. John Owen completed in Bachelor of Education degree at Trinity College Carmarthen in 1974. Trinity College merged with St David’s Lampeter to form the University of Trinity Saint David’s in 2010.

Numerous serious complaints had been made about John Owen over a period of twenty years, but Mid-Glamorgan Education Authority and the WJEC had failed to take any action. Ron Davies had worked as an educational adviser for Mid-Glamorgan Education Authority while complaints about Owen were suppressed. In June 1983 Ron Davies was elected as the Labour MP for Caerphilly. Ron was about to be sworn in as Wales’s First Secretary (First Minister) upon the creation of the National Assembly when in Oct 1998 he was caught with his trousers down – or indeed off – on Clapham Common with a male prostitute called Boogie. It was admitted that many knew about Ron’s foibles (see post ‘Cottaging At Castle Gate’). Huw Vaughan Thomas and the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council who preceded him, Ioan Bowen Rees, were both advisers to Ron and the civil servants in the Welsh Office regarding the creation of the National Assembly.

Lest anyone still thinks that I’m on the Grassy Knoll, Huw Vaughan Thomas was appointed Auditor General for Wales after the previous Auditor General for Wales, Jeremy Colman, was imprisoned for the possession of child porn (see post ‘The Reality Is, There Is No Problem’).

 

My post ‘They Think It’s All Over – It Is Now’ provided information regarding Gwynedd County Council’s dire track record on failing to protect children from sexually abusive staff in Gwynedd schools. The problems continue. In 2016, brothers Robyn and Dyfan Wheldon-Williams were suspended from their jobs as teachers after their arrests in 2015 for possessing and making indecent images of children. Robyn taught at Ysgol Syr Hugh Owen in Caernarfon and Dyfan taught at Ysgol y Moelwyn in Blaenau Ffestiniog. Robyn had been a co-presenter on S4C children’s science programme ATOM and worked for the National Eisteddfod and Bangor University. The brothers were convicted and from what I remember at least one of them was imprisoned.

Although it is true that people with worrying intentions can sometimes end up working with children in spite of the best screening procedures, in Wales it is happening again and again and again. But that is the inevitable consequence if people who have facilitated the biggest and most savage sex trafficking ring in UK history are systematically promoted to the most senior positions and whistleblowers are hounded out, even after the security services recorded and filmed what was going on. What did anybody expect was going to happen when Meri bloody Huws was promoted to senior roles in public life?

Dilwyn Williams and Meri Huws are both on salaries in excess of £100k. Wales has some of the lowest average salaries in the UK. I think that at the moment, the average salary in north Wales is still below £18k. That’s for people who are actually in full time work, which a great many people aren’t.

 

The motto of Gwerfyl’s alma mater at Lampeter was ‘The Word Of God Is The Best Teacher’.

 

Regular readers of this blog will know how much I challenge allegations that this mess is the sole preserve of ‘the Welsh’. It isn’t. To once again demonstrate this point, I’ll name a few more accessories, some of whom do have Welsh connections, but who don’t identify as Welsh and who have certainly never claimed to be defenders of language and nation.

Previous posts eg. ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ and ‘Apocalypse Now’ detailed the skulduggery that surrounded me when I worked for the Cancer Research Campaign at Surrey University in 1988-89, at a time when the President of the BMA, Dr John Marks – who was the brother of my boss at Surrey, Prof Vincent Marks – was in full battle with the Health Secretary Ken Clarke. Those involved in the skulduggery were linked to a major research fraud which was exposed in 1990 and resulted in the death (presumed to be suicide) of Prof Tim McElwain. Dr Peter Mcguire, a former colleague of Dr Tony Francis, one of those facilitating the paedophile gang in north Wales, was part of the team which committed the fraud.

Although I worked in the Dept of Biochemistry at Surrey, I and my colleagues often attended sessions and seminars given by academics at Surrey from other Depts. One such person with whom we had doings was Professor Lewis Elton, father of the comedian Ben Elton.

 

Lewis Elton was a Jew, born in Tubingen to an academic family and moved with them to Prague in 1929 and from there to England in Feb 1939, to escape the Nazis. He naturalised as a British subject and changed his name by deed poll in June 1947. Elton was educated at Rydal School in Colwyn Bay and thereafter at Christ’s College, Cambridge, the Regent Street Poly, London and UCL. Elton received his PhD from UCL in 1950.

Elton was Professor of Physics at Battersea College of Technology, 1964-70. As the College completed its transformation into the University of Surrey (and its relocation from Battersea to Guildford) in 1970 Elton became Professor of Higher Education, a post he held until 1988. The reason that Lord Alf Robens, the then Chair of the National Coal Board, gave for not visiting Aberfan in the immediate aftermath of the Aberfan disaster in Oct 1966 was that he was instead going to attend a ceremony at the University of Surrey, where he would be formally become Chancellor (see post ‘Include Me Out’). Lewis Elton was probably at that ceremony.

In 1994 – the year following the end of the North Wales Police investigation into child abuse in the region which concluded that there was no evidence of a paedophile ring – Elton was appointed Professor of Higher Education at UCL, where he founded the Higher Education Research and Development Unit (now the Centre for the Advancement of Learning and Teaching). Elton was appointed Visiting Professor of Higher Education at Manchester University in Aug 2005. Sir Martin Harris was VC of Manchester University, 1992-04. Harris came from Wrexham and knew about Dafydd and the gang in north Wales.

Lewis Elton is a Fellow of the American Institute of Physics and a Fellow of the Society for Research into Higher Education. He was awarded a Lifetime Achievement award at the 2005 THES Awards, at which Baroness Helena Kennedy said ‘there is a polymath quality to this man that points to someone interested in educating the whole person’.

 

St Helena has worked extensively with Prof Nigel Eastman of St George’s Hospital Medical School, who colluded with Dafydd and the paedophile gang of north Wales (see post ‘Eve Was Framed – As Were A Lot Of Other People’). Helena worked in Tooks Court Chambers with Michael Mansfield. In 1993 I wrote to Mansfield about what was happening to me at the hands of Gwynedd Social Services, at the height of the publicity regarding a possible ‘VIP’ paedophile ring in north Wales. I received a one line reply. Mansfield lived in Wandsworth, just down the road from St George’s, where many St George’s staff lived. The Director of Education for Wandsworth, Donald Naismith, was a paedophile (see post ‘Another Episode Of Friends’) and Wandsworth Social Services were facilitating a sex trafficking gang in south London and in 1991, at least, were directly in contact and colluding with Dafydd, Tony Francis and Lucille Hughes (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’).

 

The Lewis Elton Gallery at Guildford hosts regular exhibitions of paintings, photographs and sculpture. The Lewis and Mary Elton Art Collection is comprised of a donation of a collection of paintings and objets d’art which was made to Surrey University, including works by Picasso, Chagall, Klee and Cocteau. The gift was marked by an exhibition at The Lightbox Gallery, Woking, in Jan 2012.

Lewis Elton’s brother is the historian Sir Geoffrey Elton. Geoffrey also went to Rydal School and also worked there as assistant master in maths, history and German in the 1940s. It has been revealed that boys at Rydal were sexually abused by a small number of teachers for many years. Pupils who attended the school in the 1960s, 70s and 80s have spoken about this.

Geoffrey Elton served with the British Army Intelligence Corps, 1943-46 and studied history at UCL. Elton taught at the University of Glasgow and then Clare College, Cambridge where he was Regius Professor of Modern History, 1983-88. Pupils of his included John Guy, Diarmaid McCulloch, Susan Brigden and David Starkey. Elton was publication secretary of the British Academy, 1981-90 and served as President of the Royal Historical Society, 1972-76.

Geoffrey Elton was an admirer of Margaret Thatcher and Winston Churchill and a fierce critic of Marxist historians, who, he argued, were presenting seriously flawed interpretations of the past. Elton’s wiki states that he ‘had no use for those who seek history to make myths, to create laws to explain the past, or to produce theories such as Marxism’.

In the 1970s and 80s, the Welsh Labour historians argued that the Welsh middle classes had been responsible for a great deal of oppression of working people themselves, but rewrote their role in history by using the agencies of the Nonconformist Church and the press, constructing themselves as defenders of language and nationality.

 

 

‘Never was so much entertainment provided for so many by so few.’

 

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Lewis Elton’s son Ben was born at UCH. Ben’s mum was an English teacher from Cheshire. The paedophile ring facilitated by Dafydd operated in north Wales/Cheshire and Shropshire. All these regions had a problem with the abuse of children stretching back decades, certainly as long ago as the 1950s. Ben is a third cousin of singer Olivia Newton-John. Elton’s mother was raised in the Church of England. At least one former Bishop of Chester has been identified as a child molester. Ben Elton grew up in Catford, south London, before moving with his family to Guildford in 1968.

Ben studied at Stillness Junior School and Godalming Grammar School, South Warwickshire College in Stratford-upon-Avon and Manchester University, where he studied drama. Dafydd’s mate Dr Bob Hobson relocated to Manchester University in 1974. Tony Francis worked at Manchester University in the mid-late 1970s, before he moved to north Wales. Ben Elton studied at Manchester at about that time. The generation of drama students at Manchester prior to Elton’s definitely colluded with the sexual exploitation of under-aged people.

Elton established a writing partnership with Richard Curtis, which produced, among other things, the ‘Blackadder series’, 1983-89. Elton and Curtis continued to work together on ‘Mr Bean’, 1990-95. They kept themselves busy throughout the years of fruitless investigations into the paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire, as the death toll of kids in care and psych patients in north Wales mounted.

Richard Curtis’s father was an executive for Unilever. It was Unilever who in 1992 provided the funding to Prof Fergus Lowe upon which Fungus built his empire at the School of Psychology. Numerous psychologists at Bangor University colluded with or were colleagues of the sex trafficking ring. Dafydd presided over the Dept of Psychology until the late 1980s, when Fungus overthrew him. The paedophiles and their friends were not removed or stopped, Fungus simply used his knowledge of their activities to bag dosh and wield power. It was how he landed all that money from Unilever.

For a short while in the 1970s Curtis lived in Warrington, Cheshire. Where there was organised abuse of children. Warrington was the location of Risley Remand Centre, where Dafydd’s victims were imprisoned – often after being fitted up – and where many were found dead (see post ‘Include Me Out’).

Curtis founded Comic Relief and Red Nose Day, which were robustly promoted by staff at Surrey University. Comic Relief has in the past featured a few of those celebs who no-one now admits to knowing because of their involvement with sex offending.

In 1994 Richard Curtis wrote the sitcom ‘The Vicar Of Dibley’ for Dawn French. Dawn French was born in Holyhead and went to Holyhead High School. Dawn French’s dad was in the RAF and was stationed at RAF Valley on Anglesey. Dr Malcolm Alison, one of those who was involved with the wrongdoing at Hammersmith Hospital/RPMS whom I knew in 1986-87, lived for a while at Valley. Malcolm Alison’s father was in the RAF and was stationed at Valley. French’s dad suffered with severe depression for years and sadly committed suicide in 1977. I don’t know if he was still living on Anglesey at the time, but even if he had by then moved on, the mental health services in north Wales obviously weren’t there for him.

Dawn French supports the Labour Party and married charidee worker Mark Bignell after she and Lenny Henry were divorced. Dawn and Mark live in Fowey, Cornwall, in a mansion with 40 rooms overlooking Readymoney Cove. She is Chancellor of Falmouth University.

Dawn: Dafydd and the gang were a bunch of murdering child abusers. You specialising in a brand of Wimmin’s Comedy pivoting around chocolate and lady vicars does not make up for your spinelessness in providing associates of that gang with good PR, just when people could no longer stomach the number of dead bodies of Empowered Service Users who were turning up and began demanding a public inquiry.

 

Curtis also organised the ‘Make Poverty History’ Live 8 concerts with Bob Geldof in 2005. Geldof’s wife Paula Yates had by then died of an overdose, despite being in the care of the expensive Top Docs at The Priory. A number of the Top Docs at St George’s who colluded with Dafydd et al ended up working at The Priory.

Paula was born in Colwyn Bay, lived in Llandudno and then in the village of Rowen. She went to school at Penrhos College – the girls’ school located next to Rydal School – and Ysgol Aberconwy. Lord Wyn Roberts who spent decades concealing the wrongdoing of Dafydd and the gang (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’) lived in Rowen.

Paula Yates was known for being rather mouthy and aggressive and died in Sept 2000, seven months after the Waterhouse Report was published. When young she had been a groupie and a ‘Penthouse’ model. If anyone was at all concerned that Paula might name a few high profile people who never had anything to do with the paedophile ring in north Wales which Sir Ronnie Waterhouse managed to admit did exist but which only consisted of a few sheep-shagging social workers and teachers, they didn’t need to worry once Paula was found dead. Paula’s boyfriend Michael Hutchence had been found hanging dead in Nov 1997. Which was after former kids in care had given evidence to the Waterhouse Inquiry of the most serious abuse in children’s homes in north Wales. They were called liars by Ronnie and the Inquiry lawyers and by much of the UK media. Paula was convinced that Hutchence had not killed himself, as the inquest concluded. She was denounced as irrational. It was after Hutchence’s death that Paula became seriously distressed and ended up in the hands of the Top Docs.

Paula’s inquest concluded that she had died from an accidental heroin overdose. Her friends have always disputed this. The coroner who held Paula’s inquest was Dr Paul Knapman, who trained at St George’s and has been wheeled out to conduct the inquests of many cases of dead celebs and others that could cause embarrassment, including that of Sandra Rivett, Lord Lucan’s nanny. When I worked in medical research I was told frankly that Knapman was corrupt. See previous posts for info on the numerous worrying cases with which Knapman has been involved.

 

Some two years after Paula’s death, the paedophile’s friends in north Wales attempted to fit me up for a serious crime, for which they were telling everyone that I would be imprisoned for seven years. The case collapsed after numerous Angels/NHS staff perjured themselves (see post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’). The man who spearheaded the witch hunt was Alun Davies, who was the then manager of the mental health services in Gwynedd. Davies is not from north Wales, he is from the Rhondda. He is not Welsh speaking and thus has a slightly different profile to most paedophiles’ friends in north Wales. Davies began his career as the most lowly of pen pushers in the NHS years ago and in private he is very offensive about people from north Wales. Neither did he like living in north Wales, he thinks that its too far away from France where he likes to visit.

Dafydd had dealings with Top Docs in France, John Allen owned a villa there to which kids in care from Bryn Alyn were taken ‘for holidays’ and Elfed Roberts, the corrupt senior police officer who was appointed as Chair of the NW Wales NHS Trust after he left the North Wales Police under a cloud, used to holiday at the Chateua de Cop Choux near the Loire Valley, with his Top Cop mates.

Davies seems to have arrived at Gwynedd Health Authority in the early 1980s. So why would a thick, corrupt man from the Rhondda who did not like people from north Wales and who didn’t want to live in north Wales, relocate to the endemically corrupt Gwynedd Health Authority, at a time when employees of Gwynedd Health Authority were facilitating a huge trafficking ring, which had links with and was being concealed by Top Docs and politicians in south Wales? Who had good reason to conceal it, because George Thomas, Thatcher’s friend and the Labour MP from the Rhondda, was abusing children (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’). Thomas was Speaker of the House, 1976-83 and was then given a peerage.

Scream if you want to go faster BMA! There are more blog posts to come. You’d better organise a ‘Save Our NHS From The Cuts’ march through London on a weekly basis.

 

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What rational person would become involved with serious organised crime to protect a man who dressed up like that?

 

None of the north Wales perjurers were ever investigated. Gwynedd Social Services and the DES then attempted to have me struck off the teaching register on the grounds that I was mad and a danger to children. A junior Minister in Blair’s Gov’t cleared my name. He was subsequently named in the media as having ‘allowed paedophiles to return to teaching’. Some five years later, the wife of one of his close friends – who had also challenged Dafydd and the paedophiles – developed a brain tumour. She died after the Walton Centre found that there was nothing that they could do about that brain tumour. The Walton Centre was run and staffed by associates of Dafydd.

The man who cleared me – as well as a number of other wrongly accused teachers – was about the only member of Blair’s Gov’t who was not given a peerage. Blair was said ‘not to trust him’.

Some two years ago I discovered that days after the court case against me fell apart, my PNC record had been unlawfully amended and a forged certificate of indictment was found in the possession of Chester Court, stating that I had pleaded guilty to ‘violent disorder’. I have never been charged with violent disorder. I contacted the legal services division of the North Wales Police about this nearly two years ago now but I have heard nothing.

It was some months after the court case collapsed that John McTernan’s brother-in-law stole my computer.

 

Here’s a Pretty Straight Kind Of Guy, but I don’t trust him:

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This Pretty Straight Kind Of Guy and his wife Cherie – a QC and judge – are friends with Michael Beloff QC, who’s dad Lord Max Beloff was friends with Ioan Bowen Rees, the former Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council. Bowen Rees was Chief Exec throughout many of the years of child abuse and serious organised crime. Before Bowen Rees was Chief Exec of Gwynedd, he was County Secretary for Dyfed County Council, while a paedophile ring operated in the region.

Cherie was Chancellor of Liverpool John Moores University, 1999-07. My post ‘Little Shop Of Horrors’ details the activities of paedophiles’ friend, the former Angel Dr Dee Gray and her request that I should write a media article making fallacious allegations against the VC of Bangor University, who was at the time under attack from the paedophiles’ friends. Dee grew up in Liverpool, trained as an Angel in Liverpool and later did a law degree at Liverpool Poly, which evolved into Liverpool John Moores University.

 

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On 20 July 1990, Michael Carr, the MP for Bootle who had fought Militant, died at Walton Hospital after being refused appropriate care and turned away following a heart attack. Carr’s family fought for a prosecution, but files travelled back and forth between the DPP and other people, yet no charges resulted (see post ‘News From Sicily’). Walton Hospital was known to be run by Militant. Michael Carr had been MP for just 57 days.

Derek Hatton was the high profile Militant supporting Deputy Leader of Liverpool City Council in the 1980s. The Leader of the Council, 1983-86 was John Hamilton who received far less media coverage than Degsy. John Hamilton’s wiki entry describes him as ‘much respected’ and it was asserted by many than Degsy was the power behind the throne and that John Hamilton was a figurehead. Hamilton was a school teacher, a Quaker, a magistrate and a ‘lifelong bachelor’. In Jan 2000 Hamilton was nearly killed in a house fire. The Waterhouse Report was published the following month, so no doubt as he lay there in agony from serious burns, Hamilton would not have felt in the least bit inclined to dispute Ronnie Waterhouse’s assertion that there were no high profile people from outside of the region involved in the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. Even if other Quakers had urged him to speak out should he knew differently, such as the Quaker Gethin Evans who was a senior manager of Gwynedd County Council’s children’s homes when kids in those homes were abused and trafficked, or Quaker Dr Paul Nickson, the Bethesda GP who colluded with the abuse of children and mental health patients. Paul Nickson eventually left Bethesda and joined a practice in Liverpool. I got to know Paul Nickson because Dr D.G.E. Wood recommended him to me as a GP when I moved to Bethesda. At the time I had no idea that Wood was facilitating a trafficking ring and was colluding with people unknown to me to cause me serious harm. I didn’t realise that Paul Nickson was colluding with serious crime for a long while either, I just thought that he was a bit flaky and overwhelmed by the thugs who ran the mental health services.

Nickson’s colleagues in Bethesda surgery were widely regarded as being hopeless, but in the 1990s a much more competent GP called Dr Oliver worked with them for a while. Patients often requested Dr Oliver because he was perceived to be so much better. Dr Oliver left for a new life in Australia either just before, or during, the Waterhouse Inquiry.

Among his many responsibilities, John Hamilton was Chairman of the Governors at Liverpool Poly, which later became John Moores University. For further details regarding John Hamilton, see post ‘I Warn You…’.

 

Tony Francis’s acquaintance from their student days in Cardiff, the Windbag, made much of fighting Militant and confronted Degsy at the Labour Party Conference in Oct 1985. Degsy just yelled abuse at him. Over the following years I don’t remember the Windbag commenting upon the unfortunate death of Michael Carr or on John Hamilton going up in flames. As far as I can work out Windbag, it all ended up in the ‘grotesque chaos’ of an aspiring Labour PM colluding with a gang of child molesters who killed witnesses because he thought that supporting the NHS was a vote winner.

 

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In April 2014 St Geldof’s daughter Peaches was found dead from a heroin overdose.

 

Richard Curtis’s former girlfriend is Anne, now Baroness, Jenkin, who is married to Bernard Jenkin. Bernard Jenkin’s father was Patrick Jenkin, who was Thatcher’s Secretary of State for Social Services, 1979-81, when his Dept was concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophile gang.

Curtis’s 2009 film ‘ The Boat That Rocked’ starred Rhys Ifans from north Wales. Rhys Ifans is a mate of Gruff Rhys, the son of Ioan Bowen Rees, the former Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council. As the investigations into child abuse in north Wales began, Ioan’s son became an international rock star (see post ‘The International Language of Screaming’). Rhys Ifans began his career at Theatr Clwyd, the paedophiles’ friends folly (see post ‘Workers’ Play Time’). Rhys and Gruff are networked into the crowd of Welsh rock stars which included Huw Bunford, who was a teacher at Ysgol Gyfun Rhydfelin, where John Owen abused pupils.

Curtis wrote Roald Dahl’s ‘Esio Trot’, a BBC television adaptation of Roald Dahl’s classic children’s novel. The film starred Judi Dench and was broadcast by the BBC on 1 Jan 2015. Judi Dench is the Patron of the elite choir, the St James’s Singers, of which Professor Robert Bluglass and his wife Kerry are leading lights. Bluglass is a mate of Dafydd’s who concealed and colluded with the trafficking gang in north Wales in 1989 as well as on other occasions (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass OBE’).

Curtis’s forthcoming film is currently underway. It is being directed by Danny Boyle – who went to UCNW (Bangor University) in the 1970s, when Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends ran the institution.

 

Richard Curtis is married to Emma Freud, daughter of the former Liberal MP, Clement. Clement Freud was not so long ago exposed as a sex offender who’s victims included children. Freud will have known about Jeremy Thorpe and Cyril Smith’s crimes.

In 2012, Curtis was one of the British cultural icons selected by the artist Sir Peter Blake to appear in a new version of his well-known piece of art work – the cover of ‘The Beatles’ Sgt Pepper’s Lovely Hearts Club Band. This new version was created for a special birthday celebration of Blake’s life at Wayne Hemingway’s Vintage festival at Boughton House, Northamptonshire in July 2012. When Hemingway ran ‘Red Or Dead’, one of those involved in the business was the son of Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain of St George’s Hospital Medical School and later of Swansea University, who concealed a paedophile ring in south London and the crimes of Dafydd et al in north Wales (see post ‘Now Then…’). The special birthday celebration of Blake’s life was held shortly after Operation Pallial was launched.

 

In 1989 Curtis’s writing partner Ben Elton won a Royal Television Society writers’ award. My post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’ describes the intimidation and harassment to which two of my friends who worked in the media were subjected after they witnessed what was happening to me in north Wales and wanted to make a film about it. My friends worked for the Royal Television Society and the BBC and were forced out of their jobs in 1991.

In 1991 Ben Elton wrote the play ‘Silly Cow’ for Dawn French. It was about in 1991 that one of Dafydd’s female relatives screamed ‘Oh sod off you silly cow’ at me. I now know that the exchange – if one of Dafydd’s family hurling abuse at one constitutes an exchange – was recorded by the security services. Another relative of Dafydd’s had told me a few days before that Dafydd had ‘told them all about me’ and that they enjoyed shouting insults at and taking the piss out of Dafydd’s patients. That conversation was recorded by the security services as well. But then so were the most serious abuses of kids in care and patients.

We are now being told that Operation Pallial is investigating the historical abuse of children in north Wales. Perhaps whoever is leading that investigation just ought to ask MI5 to hand over the hours and hours of recordings which were made years ago and which clearly showed what was going on and who was doing it. I can only presume that this hasn’t happened because the response from the world will be ‘you lot watched this going on and did not stop it?’

What did you do MI5, have a chat with the Royal Colleges, the BMA and the GMC over dinner in the Athenauem and suggest that perhaps in ooh five years time, perhaps ‘self-regulation of the profession’ should be perhaps reviewed, to be followed over the next few years by perhaps endless discussions regarding how the tiny number of ‘rogue doctors’ should be identified? Meanwhile the bodies piled up in north Wales and people tried to kill us. Oh well, at least we had a laugh when we took the piss out of Dafydd, it wasn’t much, but it seems to be more than anyone else did.

 

Prior to 1987, Ben Elton was involved with Red Wedge, the Labour Party supporting group of entertainers who campaigned to get the Windbag elected as PM. That was the Windbag who knew Tony Francis, who concealed the abuses of Dafydd, Francis and the associated gang as well as the sex offences committed by George Thomas and who’s wife came from Holyhead and who when still a girl, personally knew Lord Cledwyn – who concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’).

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In 2006 ‘The Times’ published an article entitled ‘A Lethal Bully That Must Be Tackled’, about Glenys’s good works. It’s OK, Murdoch, you’ve not published a word about the First Family of Troughing colluding with a gang of child molesters, so I’ve written about it on this blog. I haven’t even had to deal with an enormous industrial dispute which was only won with the assistance of Thatch’s trade union legislation.

 

Ben Elton was very much the comedian of the 1980s and 90s, but a newer face whom I have found to be of interest is Sacha Baron Cohen. Baron Cohen was born in Hammersmith, west London. His mother, Daniella Naomi, was born in Israel. His father, Gerald Baron Cohen (1932–2016), a clothing store owner, was born in London and raised in Wales. Baron Cohen was raised Jewish. He is fluent in Hebrew as well as his native English. Baron Cohen’s father’s family were Ashkenazi Jews who moved to Pontypridd, Wales and London and his mother’s family are German Jews. His paternal grandfather, Morris Cohen, had added ‘Baron’ to his surname.

There is a long-standing Jewish community in south Wales and sadly in the latter half of the twentieth century, some of them were concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the gang and related gangs. They included Leo Abse, Dannie Abse and Professor Sir William Asscher. Greville Janner’s father Barnett Janner was a south Wales lawyer until he relocated to Leicester. I don’t for one moment believe that Jewish people are any more likely to be associated with sexual abuse and crime than any other cohort; the phenomenon will be that of unscrupulous people using every network available to them to keep themselves out of trouble. There were many members of Thatcher’s Gov’t who were Jewish, indeed this was the subject of much overt anti-semitic comment relating to ‘Jewish bankers’ at the time. No doubt their influence and connections were also sought by those we know and love.

For example, Leon Brittan, Home Secretary, 1983-85 and later someone who held many leading roles in the European Commission, most definitely concealed the abuse of children and was the centre of allegations that he abused young people himself. Leon Brittan was born in London, the son of Rebecca and his father Joseph Brittan was a Top Doctor. Brittan’s parents were Lithuanian Jews who had migrated to Britain before WWI. Brittan was educated at The Haberdashers’ Aske’s Boys’ School and Trinity College, Cambridge, where he was President of the Cambridge Union Society and Chairman of the Cambridge University Conservative Association. Sir Samuel Brittan, the economics journalist, was his brother. The former Conservative MP Malcolm Rifkind and the music producer Mark Ronson, were cousins.

The above paragraph alone tells us much about how networks can be used.

 

Sacha Baron Cohen was educated at The Haberdashers’ Aske’s Boys’ School. Vanessa Feltz, who is also Jewish, went to The Haberdashers’ Aske’s Girls’ School. My post ‘Dates For Your Diary’ described how Feltz achieved sudden stardom in 1994, just when Dafydd et al in north Wales were sending up distress flares. Feltz was married to a surgeon, Michael Kurer, who when Feltz shot to fame overnight, had recently worked with a Top Doc who for years had been a leading light at St George’s Hospital Medical School. In the PR hype which surrounded Feltz, there was as much attention paid to her Nice Young Doctor husband as there was to her. The Nice Young Doctor left Feltz some years later after discovering the Joy of Sex with one of his junior doctors. I suspect that many of those involved in the propelling of Vanessa to stardom also discovered the joy of cheques, as ‘Private Eye’ once alleged of Tony Blair.

 

There was of course another Nice Young Doctor from a previous era who was personally known to some of the Top Docs in north Wales, who believed that his bedside manner would convince the nation that he was fit to be PM and who, when he did work as a Nice Young Doctor, was the research registrar for William Sargant, one of the maddest Top Docs of the 20th century who conducted reckless experiments upon his patients, some of whom died as a result. Why this was never spoken about in political circles I don’t know, because it was no secret in medicine.

 

 

Baron Cohen went to Christ’s College, Cambridge, graduating in 1993 – the year that the North Wales Police closed their investigation into child abuse in the region. Sacha Baron Cohen achieved fame in his incarnation as Ali G and caused much entertainment, particularly as a result of him being crude when meeting unsuspecting people, some of whom obviously didn’t know the meaning of the Viz-like phrases which Ali G was using in conversation with them. Then there was Bruno, a male model who some people found just a bit worrying. The next character developed by Baron Cohen was Borat.

Borat was a Muslim from Kazakhstan, who preyed on women sexually, was violently anti-semitic, drank stewed mare’s milk and sung a song called ‘Throw The Jew Down The Well’. Borat caused deep offence among cohorts who actually knew anything about Kazakhstan and a major diplomatic spat between Kazakhstan and the UK arose because of Baron Cohen’s harmless fun. I knew a British academic who was at the time one of the very few who was working with Kazakhstan. He was very tolerant by nature but he told me that in his view, Baron Cohen was an intelligent man who knew precisely how many diplomatic problems his characterisation of Borat would cause, but had shamelessly created the persona to appeal to a certain part of the Jewish community in the US. Having taken the time to read about Borat and the marketing of Borat, I suspect that academic was correct.

At the height of Borat’s popularity in the UK, a student from Kazakhstan was registered for a PhD at Bangor University, in the School of Healthcare Sciences, a School famed for the racism of the Angels who worked within. The School of Healthcare Sciences gratefully accepted the considerable fees that this student paid but virtually ignored her, except for to enquire where she was from. When she told them, the standard response was for the Angels to squeal ‘Ooh Borat’ and begin talking about stewed mare’s milk or chucking Jewish people down wells. I met this student after she’d been in Bangor for about three months. She asked me who a man called Borat was, because she couldn’t understand why the staff of the School of Healthcare Sciences were so insulting about people from Kazakhstan and constantly made references to a Mr Borat, of whom she had never heard.

 

Sacha Baron-Cohen has a cousin, Simon. Simon is a clinical psychologist who has links to the School of Psychology at Bangor University. At the very time when the Angels employed as tutors in the School of Healthcare Sciences – one of that School’s ‘areas of expertise’ is cultural competence and the delivery of healthcare across different nations and cultures – were screaming with laughter at a student whom they believed lived on mare’s milk and nothing else, Simon arrived at the School of Psychology by invitation to give seminars.

 

Sacha Baron Cohen has raised money for Comic Relief. On 28 Dec 2015, Baron Cohen and his wife Isla Fisher donated £335,000 to ‘Save the Children’ as part of a programme to vaccinate children in Northern Syria against measles and the same amount to the ‘International Rescue Committee’, also aimed at helping Syrian refugees.

The Syrian refugees are still having a terrible time. The person who is killing them trained and worked as a Top Doctor between 1992 and 1994 in the Western Eye Hospital, London (managed by Imperial College Healthcare Trust).

‘Ooh I feel so much better just for talking to you doctor.’

‘Now don’t worry dear, we’ll look after you.’

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Readers who took an interest in my posts regarding the serious wrongdoing that was prevailing at St George’s Hospital Medical School in the 1980s and 90s, including on the part of my former boss Malcolm Pearce and the Head of Dept Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain, will have noticed that it was in 1994 that Bashir al-Assad was recalled to Syria from London, after his brother was killed in a car accident. The Top Docs – and of course the UK Gov’t – will have known that al-Assad would be the next President of Syria and they’ll have predicted that he won’t have much time for human rights issues once he was in office. It was in 1994 that Chamberlain and Pearce committed the research fraud which if it hadn’t have blown up in their face because they were caught, would have made them world famous. And in an ideal position to gun down a former research assistant of theirs if she ever tried to publish anything about the wrongdoing at St George’s or the wrongdoing of Dafydd et al (see post ‘They Are MYRIAD, They Are Legion’). Or indeed the wrongdoing at Hammersmith Hospital, where she had completed her MSc – the Hammersmith which became part of Imperial College.

The Top Docs in London didn’t trust me because I had these terrible habits of making friends with the lower orders as well as with overseas staff and students. Including Top Docs from the Middle East. Of which there were a great many at Hammersmith, who were being treated very badly.

 

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The President of the International Rescue Committee is David Miliband, who’s dad Ralph was friends with some of those who knew about the organised abuse of vulnerable people in north Wales (see post ‘The Village’) and David Miliband’s Uncle Harry was a Top Doctor who’s colleagues colluded with Dafydd. Uncle Harry might even have known Bashir al-Assad. He’d certainly have known people who did.

Well David, you’re not getting very far with your efforts re Syria are you? Did Hillary Clinton or someone think that you might, what with your hotline to Uncle Harry et al?

 

Paedophiles’ friends in high places: when your hands are drenched in blood and someone has found out all about it, it’s time to leave public life. Even if that someone is only one woman with a laptop, a good memory and 10,000 incriminating documents.

 

Simon Baron-Cohen is Professor of Developmental Psychopathology at Cambridge University. He is the Director of the University’s Autism Research Centre. In 1985 Baron-Cohen formulated the mindblindness theory of autism. In 1997, he formulated the feotal sex steroid theory of autism. Baron-Cohen has also made major contributions to the fields of typical cognitive sex differences, autism prevalence and screening, autism genetics, autism neuroimaging, autism and technical ability, and synaesthesia.

Baron-Cohen completed a BA at New College, Oxford and an M Phil in Clinical Psychology at the Institute of Psychiatry, where many of those who facilitated the sex trafficking gang in north Wales passed through. Staff at the Institute of Psychiatry spent years concealing Dafydd and the gang. Baron-Cohen completed a PhD at UCL; his doctoral research was in collaboration with his supervisor Uta Frith. Uta Frith was a colleague of those who concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al; she was at the Institute of Psychiatry at the same time as some of the gang in north Wales. Uta Frith has worked with Sarah-Jayne Blakemore, who has collaborated with Professor Mark Williams on Mindfulness research (see post ‘They Are MYRIAD, They Are Legion’). Mark Williams’s Mindfulness work is the result of a research fraud which he carried out when he worked at Bangor with Dafydd et al (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’).

Simon Baron-Cohen married Bridget Lindley, a family rights lawyer, in 1987. Lindley was the Family Right’s Group’s Principal Legal Adviser and Chief Executive. She was a member of the expert group advising the GMC on their revised child protection guidance Protecting Children and Young People: the responsibilities of doctors (2012). I do not know the stance that Lindley took on child protection, but she had worked in the field since 1983. She will have known about the widespread sexual exploitation of children in care and how the mental health system colludes with this. Lindley will have known about the gang in north Wales and I bet she knew about Dafydd and the roles played by Bangor University and of course the Big Boys at the Maudsley, at UCL, at St George’s and many other places. She will have known about Jimmy Savile and will have known that Trumpers, the former Mayor of Cambridge, was the Minister responsible for appointing Savile to the management of Broadmoor (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’).

What’s the betting that Bridget Lindley had many conversations with Simon Baron-Cohen about these matters?

Bridget died suddenly and unexpectedly in 2016. I can find no references to the cause of death.

 

Simon Baron-Cohen has three children, the eldest of whom is screenwriter and director Sam Baron. Baron-Cohen’s surname includes a hyphen – which is not the case with other members of his family – because of a typographical error in his first professional article; he never had the error corrected.

 

Baron-Cohen’s work has been soundly critiqued on the basis of its ‘neurosexism’. It is certainly difficult to read Baron-Cohen’s work without wondering whether he has based his ideas of gender on the content of women’s magazines.
Baron-Cohen serves as Vice-President of the National Autistic Society (UK) and was the 2012 Chairman of the National Institute for Health and Care Excellence (NICE) Guideline Development Group for adults with autism. He has served as Vice-President of the International Society for Autism Research (INSAR). Baron-Cohen is co-editor in chief of the journal ‘Molecular Autism’. He is President-Elect of INSAR and Chair of the Psychology Section of the British Academy.

 

So Baron-Cohen is someone who’s career has been dedicated to promoting certain views and explanations of autism which have come to dominate the field, in spite of concerns that his theories do not stand up to analysis. He also sits on NICE, so determines how Gov’t funds and supports autism research. Mark Williams has followed exactly the same business model with Mindfulness.

They both Know About Dafydd.

 

Another two comedians who I think might know a bit about the subject of this post are David Baddiel and Frank Skinner, who constantly sailed close to the wind with their ‘laddishness’ but who’s careers never died a death. Frank Skinner spent a number of years in the early 1980s as an unemployed alcoholic living in the West Midlands. So Frank will have known much about the life of those having a hard time in that part of the world in at the time. Brown and I found out about this too, because Brown went to university in Birmingham during those years and we found much out about corruption in the welfare services and civic life in Birmingham. Quite a lot of which was linked to the wrongdoing in north Wales.

 

Now for a little mystery which I have come across in John Major’s autobiography. Major mentions that in the midst of the allegations of ‘sleaze’ on the part of members of his Gov’t, in Jan 1994, the wife of Malcolm Caithness, Major’s Minister of Transport, killed herself.

Major’s problems with sleaze followed his famous ‘Back to Basics’ speech, which was just asking for trouble really when he was concealing Dafydd et al. The sleaze revelations began with David Mellor – someone who knew about Morrison and north Wales and Greville Janner and Frank Beck in Leicester – and snowballed. Major doesn’t seem to have asked himself why so many of his Ministers were being caught out, some very obviously as a result of stings. I am asking myself why the real time bomb underneath Major didn’t explode, particularly as the security services were watching everyone involved – Dafydd, Peter Morrison and co. I can only conclude that there was collusion at the highest levels. If service users with a sense of humour could ring Dafydd up from public phone boxes and discover serious crime on a Europe-wide level, I’m sure that someone could have set up a sting re Dafydd. It’s not as if he’d have ever noticed, not with the crazed lifestyle that he led. This was a man who believed that a Dr Hashish Psychosis was ringing him up from Bombay for his opinion, surely the security services could have done better than that. It is tempting to think that they didn’t need to because we were doing it, but people were trying to kill us, so leaving a group of service users to fight international gangsters wasn’t the best idea that anyone ever had.

 

The suicide of Malcolm Caithness’s wife took place in Jan 1994. The month in which Clwyd County Council set up the Jillings Investigation and the month in which yet another service user with drug and alcohol problems and with links to Bryn Estyn, Peter Wynne, was found hanging dead in his flat in Wrexham. On 9 June 1994, Matt Arnold died of an ‘unspecified blood disease’ and on 13 June 1994, the trial of Peter Howarth and Paul Wilson on sexual abuse charges begun. So Howarth and Wilson must have been charged before Malcolm Caithness’s wife was found dead.

Up in north Wales, Dafydd et al continued to do all they could to have me banged up. Previous blog posts have detailed the constant accusations and arrests, the perjury, the planting of evidence to demonstrate that I had committed crimes that no-one even told me that I was alleged to have committed, but which were nonetheless all being diligently recorded in writing and sent to the MDU lawyers.

I can find only scant information about the death of Lady Diana Caroline Coke. Everybody was gobsmacked when she died but I can find no details of how she killed herself. She had red hair and clear skin and liked riding horses and driving at high speed and that is about all that has been written about her.

Malcolm Ian Sinclair, 20th Earl of Caithness is a Conservative member of the Lords, one of the remaining hereditary peers. He is also 20th Lord Berriedale, 15th Baronet Sinclair, of Canisbay, Co. Caithness, Nova Scotia and Chief of Clan Sinclair. He is the Chief Executive of the Clan Sinclair Trust.

Sinclair was educated at Blairmore School, Aberdeenshire (then Marlborough College) and the Royal Agricultural College, Cirencester.

Malcolm Sinclair served as a House of Lords Gov’t Whip under Thatch, 1984-85. He then moved to the Dept of Transport as a junior Minister, serving until 1986, when he became Minister of State at the Home Office which was mired in corruption under Home Secretary Douglas Hurd (see posts ‘Security, Security’ and ‘Additional Security’). Dafydd and the gang in north Wales did what they wanted, kids in care and service users who had been fitted up for crimes were being sent to the bear pit which was Ashworth Hospital and were regularly being found dead in Risley Remand Centre, unless they were imprisoned in the dungeon at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh.

It was in April 1986 that my housemate Anne was killed. Anne had witnessed what happened to me at the hands of the Top Docs and I have been told that she was killed by the paedophiles’ friends. Anne died in a car crash on a lane in Shropshire as she drove to a friend’s wedding. Our friend Geoff was a passenger in the car and was left severely brain damaged. I have recently been given accounts of conversations that were held in our house in Llandegfan in the days before Anne died and the names of friends who visited us and stayed over. We were not aware that anyone was listening to or watching us.

Douglas Hurd had links with the security services.

  • Douglas Hurd so hungover on Irish trip he had to be walked ...

 

In 1988, Malcolm Sinclair was appointed Minister of State at the Department of Environment and in 1989, he became Paymaster General. In 1990, Sinclair was appointed Minister of State at the Foreign Office and then, in 1992, back to the Dept of Transport.

Sinclair married Diana Caroline Coke in 1975.

With the passage of the House of the Lords Act 1999, Sinclair, along with most other hereditary peers, lost his automatic right to sit in the House of Lords. However, under Blair’s fudge, Sinclair was elected as one of the 90 representative peers designed under the provisions of the Act to remain in the House of Lords. I haven’t had time to look at the backgrounds of all 90 hereditary peers who remained in the Lords, but of the ones that I have researched, every one of them had inside information about the Westminster Paedophile Ring. In domains other than the Lords, Blair systematically promoted people who had concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring to high office. Sinclair has since blocked further reform of the Lords, tabling ‘wrecking’ amendments to a draft Bill to abolish by-elections for hereditary peers, proposed by Lord Grocott in 2018. Bruce Grocott is a mate of Blair’s who was given a peerage after loyally keeping quiet about organised abuse and the associated crime (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part II’).

In Jan 1994, Sinclair resigned from his post at the Ministry of Transport following the suicide of Diana. In 2004, he married Leila C. Jenkins in Rosslyn Chapel, whom he’d met at Ascot. Sinclair filed for divorce a year later.

Sinclair’s children are Lady Iona Alexandra Sinclair (b. 1978) and Alexander James Richard Sinclair, Lord Berriedale (b. 1981).

 

Here’s Malcolm Sinclair looking rough in his official portrait:

 

 

I have blogged about the very close relationship between those up to their eyes in research fraud and wrongdoing in the London medical schools and Big Pharma. The representatives of Big Pharma used to prostrate themselves before the shysters of Hammersmith, St George’s etc. Furthermore Big Pharma used to like employing attractive young women with PhDs as reps, because they were called Dr so sounded credible but as one member of staff at St George’s observed bitterly, ‘they’re just tarts to slut around old doctors’. He couldn’t have landed such a job himself, not just because he didn’t have a PhD but because he was male, enormous and in his late 40s. However there was more than a bit of truth in what he said. Another man who finished his PhD in biochemistry told me that he wouldn’t be working for a drug company because ‘I’ll spend all my time licking doctors arses and I’m not doing that’.

‘Your life in their hands! Ah, the doctors they were wonderful. You can’t complain can you.’ You bet you can’t, if you do you’ll never work again and you’ll die from a treatable condition.

When I was at Hammersmith/RPMS, at one drug company fest Professor Sir Nicholas Wright didn’t bother to listen to any of the presentations or read any of the literature, he just turned up, had a really good lunch and buggered off again. People banged on about how outrageously rude Wright was and how he only turned up for the lunch, which was ironic because it was the only reason why they went. A drug company would never turn up without a supply of wine and grub because no-one would ever attend.

There was only one person who was genuinely interested in the drug companies on the occasion on which Nick Wright had a good lunch and that was one of the postgrads who was looking for a job. She was desperate not to work in a medical school again – she was a mature student who had spent a few years in medical research, as had her husband – because she said that the wrongdoing was so great that she could no longer stomach it.  She did bag a job, on the basis of the toadying towards Hammersmith Hospital/RPMS on the part of Big Pharma that day. This person went to work for a company called the Sera Lab. I can’t find any trace of them but I haven’t had time to really dig yet. The Sera Lab have obviously metamorphosed into a different company, but those who toadied in 1987 will be in the system somewhere. The person who bagged the job with them had so much dirt on the London medical schools that if she wrote a blog like this, UK medicine would implode. Which might well have been why the Sera Lab snapped her up.

This man was the most high profile Top Doc at Hammersmith Hospital at the time:

 

Robert Winston: 'We undervalue our primary teachers' | News

 

 

Dr Bob became Lord Bob in 1995. The year that Malcolm Pearce was struck off and that Geoffrey Chamberlain – who was a mate of Lord Bob’s – got away scot free. 1995 was the year in which Peter Morrison and Bing Spear, the corrupt Home Office mandarin who served Dafydd so well (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’), were found dead within days of each other. The year in which Dafydd ‘retired’ (but didn’t), the year in which the North Wales Hospital ‘closed down’ (but didn’t). In 1995 Nicola Davies QC – now Dame Nicola –  after reviewing the police paperwork relating to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal (all of which from 1989 onward was missing) decided that a Public Inquiry would not be in the public interest. However, just to be on the safe side, Sir Ronnie Waterhouse altered his retirement plans, which meant that he could conduct a ‘farewell tour’ of his colleagues the paedophiles’ friends in 1995, without having to worry that one year later William Hague would tell Ronnie that he would be conducting a Public Inquiry into their wrongdoing.

Lord Bob had dabbled a little bit in TV before 1995, but gosh the BBC really embraced Lord Bob after that.

 

Yet another person who knew about the wrongdoing at St George’s Hospital Medical School is Professor John Dormandy. John Dormandy is a vascular surgeon who specialises in the treatment of patients with vascular claudication and he has been working in this area for years. He worked at the old St James’s Hospital in Balham before St James’s was closed and everyone was transferred to St George’s. They didn’t want to merge with St George’s and assured everyone that patients would die if the closure of St James’s went ahead.

John Dormandy has a substantial private practice and used to use some of the profits from it to pay a researcher. I know this because he interviewed me for a job in early 1988 and told me during the interview that the job was pretty much mine if I wanted it and that he would ring me the following day to confirm etc. I never heard from him again. I have been told recently that a little bird from north Wales got wind of what was happening and whispered sweet somethings into Dormandy’s ear.

Dormandy told me during the interview that the cause of the vascular disease in virtually all of his patients was smoking. So imagine my surprise when in 2006 John Dormandy appeared in the ‘Daily Mail’ robustly defending patients right to smoke and angrily denouncing the denial of any treatments to heavy smokers. Dormandy argued from an ‘I’m defending patients who cannot quit’ point of view. Dormandy didn’t mention that for some conditions, smoking is such a key factor that the treatment won’t actually work if they don’t stop smoking. So there is no point in giving it, even if you are totally sympathetic to the patient’s plight. Dormandy said something else to the ‘Daily Mail’ that I suspect may not be true. He claimed to be a very heavy smoker himself and so hopelessly addicted that he was unable to give up.

Top Doctors are frequently very heavy drinkers and quite a few of them enjoy drugs as well, but they are not often smokers. Angels are smokers, they puff away like there is no tomorrow – ‘it’s the stress’ – but Top Docs were part of that cohort of professional people who abandoned the cancer sticks in the 1960s when Richard Doll’s work linking lung cancer with fags became accepted by nearly everyone. Furthermore if Dormandy was on 60 No 6 or Woodbines a day, he wouldn’t get much operating done. Top Docs do all sorts of things in operating theatres, but they don’t light up lest there’s an explosion.

Dormandy has made a great deal of money out of his patients who are in agony and can barely walk. When the world gives up smoking, Dormandy’s income will be cut off. Further observation: when Dormandy interviewed me, John Moore was Secretary of State for the DHSS, who was one of those who ignored warnings that children in north Wales were being abused. Moore lived in Wimbledon, where many of the Top Docs of St George’s lived. Six months after Dormandy interviewed me, Ken Clarke became Health Secretary and embarked on a high profile battle with the BMA, in which Dafydd et al were used as bullets by both sides. Ken Clarke had previously been a Minister in Health and it was probably known that he would shortly be appointed Secretary of State. Ken Clarke is famously pro-smoking and has worked as a consultant for many of the world’s tobacco companies.

After Princess Margaret died there was a spoof letter into Viz magazine’s ‘Letterbocks’ column saying that it wasn’t true that no-one was affected by Princess Margaret’s death, because ‘I own the tobacconists and off-licence at the end of her street and I’m finished’. Likewise if people stopped smoking, Dormandy and Ken Clarke would be finished.

Googling John Dormandy brings up adverts for his practice at Parkside Hospital, Wimbledon. Parkside is a private hospital. John Moore was a patient there when he became ill during his time as Secretary of State for the DHSS. He certainly wasn’t going to risk his neck at St George’s.

 

 

I need to return to those who love Wales and its language yet again here, because since I began this post, yesterday morning on Radio 4 one of north Wales’s finest adverts popped up as the special guest on a Saturday morning programme – Sir Bryn Terfel.

Sir Bryn did absolutely everything required of a north Wales celeb when paedophiles in distress have sent out a Mayday call. He reminded everyone that he was a farmer’s son from north Wales who as a lad sung along to opera in the cab of his dad’s tractor, he stressed that Welsh was his first language and that it was central to his identity and he chatted about how he travelled the world for weeks at a time, but his heart was in the mountains. The metropolitan dipsticks of Radio 4 kept asking Bryn how ever a sheep-shagger from north Wales became a world leading opera singer, because surely there are no suitable singing teachers in north Wales.

This might surprise Radio 4, but one thing that there is in north Wales is a great many people who really like singing, who are very good at it and who are very keen to teach young people if they show an interest in singing themselves. There are also things called Eisteddfodau – which are centred around competitions, including singing competitions. Some kids absolutely hate Eisteddfodau, but others love them and get very used to singing in front of an audience at a young age. Numerous people have told me that their participation in Eisteddfodau set them up very well for performing, public speaking etc. If you want to learn to sing when you’re young, you’re probably just as well positioned in north Wales as you are in Hampstead.

Bryn is the son of a farmer – I lived in Pant Glas, just down the lane from where he grew up, for a while – and he can be spotted in Gwynedd, in Morrison’s, out and about etc. He lived at Bontnewydd near Caernarfon for a long while, but I don’t know whether he remained there after he split up from his wife. Bryn married a girl from north Wales, whom I think he went to school with. There was much nastiness in the ‘Daily Mail’ when they split up, because it transpired that Bryn’s wife had begun a relationship with a young man from Caernarfon who was on benefits and had the temerity to live in a council house. There had been some sort of scene in Cofi Roc, a rather mediocre nightclub in Caernarfon and I think that an onlooker got thumped. It certainly didn’t come up to the Daily Mail’s idea of a celebrity divorce.

Bryn moved from north Wales to London in 1984 to study at the Guildhall School of Music. It was in the 1990s that he became very well-known. In 1991 he made his debut with the Welsh National Opera and the English National Opera. In  1992, Bryn sung for the first time at the Royal Opera House in Covent Garden. In the following years he went global.

In 1996, Bryn expanded his repertoire to include Stravinsky, singing Nick Shadow in ‘The Rake’s Progress’ at the Welsh National Opera. This performance, along with another, won him the Royal Philharmonic Society Award for the singer of the year.

Bryn is a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards.

I have no idea whether Bryn is a Rake who has made progress, I don’t know him. But a great many other Rakes in north Wales have progressed.

Bryn is now in a relationship with harpist Hannah Stone and they have a little girl. Hannah Stone grew up on the Mumbles, near Swansea. She attended Welsh medium schools in west Wales and then went to the Guildhall School of Music and Drama and then to the Royal Welsh College of Music and Drama.

When Hannah was 15, she played for Lilibet on Her Majesty’s Jubilee Tour of Wales in 2002 and has played for the Royal Family on several other occasions. She studied under the guidance of Meinir Heulyn, Head of Harp at the RWCMD before moving to London. During this time Hannah was a prize-winner at National Competitions including the Urdd Eisteddford and the International Eisteddford at Llangollen. Sir Ronnie Waterhouse was involved with the International Eisteddfod and was President for some years.

Hannah Stone knows Elinor Bennett, the harpist wife of Dafydd Wigley. Dafydd Wigley knew nothing about the paedophile gang being co-ordinated by Lucille Hughes in her office, which was just around the corner from his office in Caernarfon and just to be on the safe side, Wigley didn’t know what a paedophile was anyway (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’).

In June 2011, Hannah Stone was appointed the Official Harpist to Carlo, a position previously occupied by the Wigley’s daughter-in-law, Catrin Finch.

Hannah Stone performed at the NATO Conference Dinner at Cardiff Castle in 2014 to delegates including US President Barack Obama, German Chancellor Angela Merkel and UK Prime Minister David Cameron.

Yma O Hyd!

 

Bryn sung a song for the Radio 4 audience. It was ‘My Little Welsh Home’. I had one of those in Llanllechid. The paedophiles’ friends tried to set fire to it. Twice.

 

Look out for the forthcoming recordings from the Assorted Paedophiles’ Friends:

‘We didn’t know’ – ‘Ni wyddom ni’

‘It’s all lies’ – ‘Mae i gyd yn gorweddd’

‘What, us?’ – ‘Beth, ni?’

‘Nothing to do with us, we just work here’ – ‘Dim byd i’w wneud gyda mi, fi jyst yn gwaithio yma’

‘I was just doing my job’ – ‘Roeddwn i ddim ond yn gwneud fy ngwaith’

‘Get the Welsh cakes out, S4C are coming over’ – ‘Cael y cacennau Cymreig allan, mae S4C yn dod i ben’

 

 

Lastly, BBC News Online has reported that the 70th Birthday Celebrations of the NHS, termed ‘Aneurin Bevan Day’, have been enjoyed in Tredegar. Hundreds marched to the sound of a band and Carwyn and Jezza were in attendance. The BBC reported that: ‘Rita Hale, 96, from Tredegar, said she had heard Bevan speak when she was young girl. She recalled him wearing a black cloak and a four cornered hat. “I wish there were a few more like him today,” she said.’

I’ll stand by whilst the paedophiles’ friends in the Commons and the Senedd now all don black cloaks and four cornered hats in a desperate attempt to garner support. There did used to be a few people around who wore hats and cloaks. Brown, me and some of our friends. It caused outrage and was used as evidence of our insanity and the threat that we posed to western civilisation. We fell short of Nye’s standards though. We didn’t live in Chelsea, navigate our way around Knightsbridge by taxi and use Harrod’s to supply our day to day needs. Although I did once buy some bread rolls from Harrods and I ate them whilst I was reading ‘Living Marxism’, which caused a sanctimonious Stirling graduate to bang on at length about my wicked ways. She later responded to the requests of the paedophiles’ friends to stuff over the friends of mine who supported me during my battles with Dafydd and co (see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’).

I ‘ad that Jack McConnell in the back of the cab once.

Little Shop Of Horrors

This blog has already featured many people who knew me who used their knowledge of what happened to me at the hands of Dafydd et al for personal gain, often in the shape of securing jobs or promotions. I’m revisiting some of these people in this post, but now I’ll explain the links between them.

 

Throwback Thursday 'Little Shop of Horrors' (1986)

 

I’ll begin with Dr Dee Gray – formerly known as Dee Jones – as well as a frequent star of this blog, Meri Huws. Dee and Meri both worked at Bangor University when I did my PhD there and for a few years subsequently as well. I have discussed Dee previously, but not by name. However, what she did was disgusting and the paedophiles’ friends won’t stop squealing, so I’m naming her now.

Dee is a former Angel from Liverpool who shared an open plan office with me and Meri was Head of the Dept of Lifelong Learning. Meri was subsequently appointed PVC for Welsh Language and Cultural Affairs at Bangor, which resulted in comparisons between Meri and Sir Les Patterson, the Cultural Attache. Meri’s promotion also led to even more bawdy jokes circulating than had been doing the rounds previously, as a result of allegations that she had only landed the job as a result of pressure on the University from the Welsh Gov’t after Meri had relationships with Welsh Gov’t Ministers Alun Pugh and Andrew Davies and was rumoured to have had a fling with Rhodri Morgan as well (see post ‘People With Energy’). Regular readers will know that in the 1980s Meri was a ‘community social worker’ for Gwynedd Social Services on the Maesgeirchan estate in Bangor, which was the location of Ty’r Felin children’s home. Kids at Ty’r Felin were severely abused and trafficked to local venues where they were sold for sex and boys were taken to Dolphin Square in London as well (see post ‘Are You Local?’). I suspect that it was Meri’s role in or knowledge of this which was her real source of influence, rather than her multiple flings with people in the Welsh Gov’t, although that will have helped.

Meri was widely loathed by other paedophiles’ friends, but because they are all utterly pathetic and not very good at anything, the whole lot of them rely upon their own and each others’ pasts as paedophiles’ friends to land jobs and research grants. One person who particularly loathed Meri was Dee. Dee was a source of crude comments about Meri – references to Meri’s ‘oral skills’ were made when Meri’s many roles on bodies concerned with the Welsh language were mentioned and it was also observed that Meri was indulging in ‘animal behaviour’ as she tripped over herself in her unsuccessful attempts to bag another man who would have given her career a boost.

The irony was that whilst Dee sat in our office hurling insults at Meri, Dee was manager of a NHS ‘risk assessment’ project in collaboration with the NW Wales NHS Trust, the funding of which had been obtained by Meri. My post ‘Inside Information About A Hergest Unit Death’ discussed how Dee’s colleagues on the risk management project – Patricia Gaskell, the solicitor for Ysbyty Gwynedd and John Bowles, the risk manager for the NW Wales NHS Trust – were two of the very people who were failing to investigate serious complaints and perverting the course of justice and destroying/fabricating evidence in order to secure convictions against patients who had complained. When Dee had project meetings, the drinks and nibbles would be carefully placed on tables next to my desk, so the delightful Mr Bowles would stand next to me reading the papers on my desk, having a good look at what was on my computer screen and listening in to my phone calls.

Whilst I worked in that office, someone rifled through my desk and accessed my computer when I was out of the office. I suspected that it was Dee or an accomplice. Then John McTernan’s brother-in-law stole my computer.

I have covered the excesses of Dee and Gaskell and Bowles in previous posts, as well as Dee’s anger when she saw that Brown and me had appeared in the lay press discussing the slaughter in the mental health services in north Wales. Days after the piece about the mental health services appeared – I had also previously featured in ‘The Guardian’ in an article about HE policy – Dee approached me in private and asked me if I could get an article about Bangor University in the press. I presumed that she meant an article about some aspect of the University’s research – I thought that she was angling for a free plug for her lame NHS propaganda. Er – no. When I asked Dee what she was thinking of, she told me that I ought to write an article about the VC, who was ‘causing so much damage to the university’. This was the VC who had challenged the paedophiles’ friends and who was at that time under full attack from them. I said no and days later Dee screamed at me that me writing about the NHS was damaging her career.

In fact Dee did really well out of me. She was in the office on the day that I was showing a friend the letter that Alun Davies had written and CC’d to Top Docs and other managers in which he detailed his plans to fit me up in court. She called across the office that Alun Davies should be ‘exposed and pilloried in the press’. Then Dee let the NW Wales NHS Trust know that she knew about that letter and screwed a research grant out of them in return for her silence. That was only the beginning. Keith Thomson, the Trust CEO, had resigned the day after my lawyers had subpoenaed him to appear before a judge in the High Court in Cardiff, who had threatened him with prison if he didn’t hand over my medical records. Dee knew about that. She knew about Dr Robert Kehoe, the ‘expert witness’, who lied in his report about me, Brown and some of my colleagues (see post ‘An Expert In Resistant Service Users’). Dee knew about the assaults on and deaths of Hergest patients; about an agreement between the Top Docs and Angels at Ysbyty Gwynedd to refuse a witness to the serious wrongdoing all NHS treatment, although it was acknowledged that this man had a life-threatening condition; and she also knew about the misconduct of the obstetricians and gynaecologists at Ysbyty Gwynedd, which had included a sexual assault on one patient. Dee herself had previously suffered at the hands of the obstetric service of Gwynedd Health Authority. She successfully sued them.

Dee also knew that there was such a serious bullying problem in the School of Healthcare Sciences that at least two members of staff had become ill and had been forced out of their jobs. One, an Angel, Jan Stanley-Smith, then joined the paedophiles’ friends of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team and the other, Professor Fiona Poland, relocated to UEA. Jan and Fiona know much about the paedophiles’ friends and the abuse of patients in north Wales and Fiona’s knowledge of the abuse of vulnerable people stretches back to her days in Manchester in the late 1970s.

Dee sued someone else as well as Gwynedd Health Authority. After her NHS risk management project imploded because neither she, Bowles or Gaskell knew what they were doing, Dee sued Bangor University, because her incompetence and deceit was somehow their fault. The two PhD students whom Dee had failed to supervise who did not get their PhDs were seething and told me that Dee had somehow shafted the University and walked away with a great deal of money, but no-one knew how she did it.

I have recently been told that Dee and some corrupt union reps used their knowledge of what was happening to me at the hands of the NHS as leverage – some Bangor University staff have dual appointments with the University and the NHS. I have also been told that Meri Huws played a role in it all.

Dee then rocked up in a senior role at Public Health Wales. Leading on leadership no less. Only the NHS would ever employ someone to lead on leadership, let alone someone who had been sacked from at least three previous jobs and who, when working as an Angel, had given the wrong advice to a man with diabetes such that he fell into a coma. In her role at Public Health Wales, Dee was given control of some purse strings. She later delighted in telling staff at Bangor University that in this role, Public Health Wales sent her to see the VC of Bangor University. According to Dee, the VC realised that she was now ‘a very important person’ and that ‘he had fear in his eyes’.

Interestingly enough, when Dee turned up, what the VC actually did was tell her that he was too busy to see her and told his PA to send her to see Meri Huws. So as Brown summarised, Dee was sent off to wander the corridors with Meri. Yeh, he had so much fear in his eyes Dee, that he knew just how well a pair of pig-shit thick paedophiles’ friends who have spent their entire lives screwing people over would get on together and he wasn’t going to waste time with either of you.

The Very Important Person subsequently left Public Health Wales under a cloud and set up an ‘executive coaching agency’ – ‘Gray’s Learning’ – and was recently paid thousands of pounds by her old mates at the Betsi for her ‘consultancy’ in teaching Top Doctors about transformational change, learning organisations and, no doubt, leadership. Since I blogged about her executive coaching agency, Dee has disappeared from the internet, but her photo remains so she can be recognised if she is bumped into on a dark night. I think that Dee still lives at Deiniolen should any customers of the executive coaching agency wish to ask for a refund. Dee’s website didn’t explain that she is an Angel who has been sacked three times and who nearly killed a patient, it stated that she was a university senior manager and a Gov’t adviser.

 

Meri of course had rather bigger ambitions than Dee. Meri’s track record has already featured on this blog, including her unlawful sacking of a member of staff because they dared have a visual impairment. A local psychotherapist who was employed by the Dept of Lifelong Learning sued Meri for unfair dismissal. Meanwhile, Meri et al were running courses in partnership with Dafydd’s charity CAIS. Someone else knew about the numerous complaints from students, the litigation and the failed ‘research projects’ run by Lifelong Learning – the former UCNW Dean of the Faculty of Science Dr Eifion Jones’s daughter, who is Prof Richard Bentall’s ex-wife (see post ‘Interesting Facts’). Richard Bentall had done his degree and PhD at UCNW whilst Dafydd ruled the roost in the Psychology Dept and Richard then returned to take up a Chair of Psychology at Bangor when Prof Fergus Lowe had expanded his empire after overthrowing Dafydd.

Fergus was Senior PVC when Meri was PVC. Fergus befriended Meri, pumped her for info – guess what and who that info was about?? – and then treated her with complete contempt. Meri eventually departed for the greener grass of Trinity St David University, where she joined other paedophiles’ friends, including some former theologians from Bangor University. One of whom was Dr Catrin Haf Williams, who’s father was the clergyman who officiated at the wedding of William and Ffion Hague (see post ‘The Battle Of The Cowshed’).

Trinity St David is located in west Wales, where a paedophile ring operated which had links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. By the time that Meri had arrived in a senior job at Trinity St David, Keith Thomson had been appointed CEO of the NHS Trust for Pembrokeshire and Dyfed. Thomson was given that job when Dr Brian Gibbons was Health Minister. The Gibbons who wrote to me telling me that our correspondence was ‘closed’ after I told him that I had evidence of serious criminal activity in the NHS in north Wales. The evidence related to Keith Thomson, amongst others.

I mentioned in my post ‘History Repeats Itself, First As Tragedy, Second As Farce’ that I have in my possession documents demonstrating that e mails sent from me to friends of mine at Bangor University somehow ended up in the hands of the civil servants of the Welsh Gov’t – it seems to have happened when Lesley Griffiths was Health Minister – and that the identity of my friends had been commented upon. This info had been communicated to two corrupt mental health service managers in the Betsi, Dr Adrian Harris and Simon Pyke. There was also a fallacious allegation that I had visited the home of a Welsh Gov’t Minister. God knows who dreamed that one up, but I expect that I went to murder them in cold blood, it’s what I’m usually up to. My e mails to my friends had concerned a vicious unprovoked attack on me – which resulted in injury – by the daughter of a local barrister. The attack was never investigated by the police because when a Top Doc was called to document my injuries, instead of doing that, he sectioned me when he heard who had attacked me. I was taken to Wrexham Maelor Hospital, where they admitted that I had been unlawfully detained – the section papers had not been signed. I was told that I was free to go, so I did (see post ‘Five Find A Mystery (Partially) Illuminated’). Whereupon I was reported missing by the Betsi Board, my mugshot appeared in the ‘Daily Post’ and I was then traced by the police to Cumbria, where I was on a walking holiday. A mental health team from Cumbria were sent to section me but refused to do so (see post ‘The Real Check And Balance – Which Was Ignored’).

One friend whom I e mailed about the assault on me also knew that I and another witness had been threatened by a rogue policeman with a gun. Why might the civil servants and the Betsi have been interested in the identity of my friend I wonder? Someone else knew that I was friends with this man as well – Dee Jones. She asked me who he was one day.

This man shared an office at Bangor University with another member of staff, Jamie Burrows. Jamie’s mum was Mary Burrows, who was the CEO of the Betsi and who came under such sustained attack by the BMA and the paedophiles’ friends that she resigned. My friend told me that Jamie was being treated appallingly at Bangor University because of who his mum was.

Fergus Lowe will have known a great deal about all these matters, but he’s dead so sadly he can’t be arrested and questioned.

 

As for Meri, not only did she get completely pissed at every University function that she attended, but she would drive back to her home on Anglesey immediately afterwards. On one occasion, a senior member of staff physically removed Meri’s car keys from her to stop her getting into her car bladdered, but most people don’t have the stomach to fight a pissed, screaming Meri, so she was frequently behind the wheel drunk. I witnessed her regularly driving whilst using her mobile phone as well. Was Meri ever prosecuted? Of course not. But then she had previously facilitated a paedophile gang with which the police had colluded. The University police officer was a paedophiles’ friend, as was at least one of the Ysbyty Gwynedd police officers.

Meri did her first degree at Aberystwyth University and claims to have a postgrad social work qualification from Oxford, but no-one is quite sure if this is true. However, because Meri worked as a social worker for Gwynedd in the 1980s, she will know that the Student’s Union Community Action group in UCNW colluded with the abuse of children at Ty’r Felin, because the students volunteering with CA used to work at Ty’f Felin. CA was the wealthiest student society in UCNW, it employed a paid manager and owned and ran a minibus in which the abused kids were ferried around. Perhaps Meri could let us know where all that dosh for CA came from.

One of the leading lights in CA in the late 1970s/early 1980s was an English Lit student called Anita Purkis. Her younger sister Ros was a student at UCNW when I was there. I was friends with Ros, she was my neighbour in hall in the first year. Ros became ill and attempted suicide after an encounter with Gwynne the lobotomist. She ended up in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh under the care of Tony Francis and killed herself a few years ago after years of neglect at the hands of one of Tony Francis’s former colleagues in Manchester. Francis knew that Ros’s sister had been involved with CA.

Meri’s neighbour Prof Bob Woods knew about Meri and the drunk driving. Not that it will have bothered him, Bob Woods is a clinical psychologist colleague of Dafydd and the paedophiles, a bit of drunk driving is neither here nor there.

Bob Woods is a lay preacher. He used to turn up at Penrallt Baptist Church in Bangor to do a turn. Some of the people at Penrallt were very nice, a number of my friends went there. Penrallt was very popular with the staff of Bangor University and local health and social care professionals, so that Church contained a great many people who knew about the paedophile gang but were far too compromised – or frightened – to say a word.

 

Here’s a few accessories who were regulars at Penrallt: Peter Brindley, the retired head technician from the School of Plant Biology and his wife; Judy and Malcolm Stammers, two former psychiatric social workers and their offspring Ben and Jonathan (see post ‘Feet In Chains’); Joan Beer, the widow of Top Doctor Bill Beer, who was killed in a car crash in Dec 1999, two months before the Waterhouse Report was published (see post ‘The Think It’s All Over – It Is Now’); Neil and Joan Rymer.

Joan Rymer used to work as a teacher at Hillgrove School, which came under serious attack from the paedophile gang and their friends when I worked as a teacher there, after the Headmaster dared challenge Keith Fearns of the Arfon CMHT when Fearns paid him a visit and demanded that he sack me (see post ‘Have The Lambs Stopped Screaming?’). At the same time, another teacher at Hillgrove with whom I was friends who was in a violent marriage discovered that Hillgrove School had been approached by her abusive husband with a Top Doc in tow demanding that she be fired on the grounds that she was a ‘drug addict’. The ‘drugs’ in question were valium, which had been prescribed by the Top Doctor. Shortly after this, I heard Joan Rymer telling her mates in Penrallt that someone was going to sort the Head of Hillgrove School out. They did, the stress of a false accusation and a court case nearly killed him.

‘What would Jesus do?’ asked a recent Penrallt newsletter. Well he wouldn’t have done what Joan Rymer and her friends did.

Joan Rymer’s friend social worker Judy Stammers was mates with paedophiles’ friend and vicious lying social worker Sheila Jenkins, whose husband Prof David Jenkins worked at Bangor University, as well as with Sally Atkinson, who was a teacher at Hillgrove School. Sally was also someone who had the knives out for the Headmaster and his wife – so Sally asked her friend Judy Stammers what could be done about him. The initial plan was to accuse him of failing to implement child protection policies. I heard the plan being formulated in the staff room with another paedophiles’ friend who held a grudge. Sally Atkinson’s father had been a lecturer at the teacher training institute, Bangor Normal College, along with so many other paedophiles’ friends. Meri Huws had lectured at the Normal College.

The cowardly attack on Hillgrove School began in 2002, but continued for a number of years. At the time, Blair was PM and his PPS was the paedophiles’ friend David Hanson (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part II’). David Hanson is married to Margaret Hanson, who is currently Vice-Chair of the Betsi Board. Margaret formerly worked as a family and children’s social worker in Cheshire, when Dafydd et al ran the paedophile gang in north Wales/Cheshire. Margaret was also a Councillor in Cheshire, as was David Hanson.

It was during all this when Brown’s mum was found dead. As was Dr Dafydd Arthur Jones, a member of Meri’s staff who was being badly bullied by Meri and was desperate to escape from the Dept of Lifelong Learning. The paedophiles’ friends knew that I was friends with Dafydd Arthur. He was found dead on a mountain, a fit man who was only in his 40s. Dafydd Arthur went to the same chapel as one of Dafydd’s contacts, the former Deputy Principal of the Normal College. The Principal of the Normal College had been Professor Gareth Roberts, who became Head of the School of Education after the Normal College merged with Bangor University. Meri and Dee worked in Depts which were part of the School of Education.

Neil Rymer, the husband of the arch-plotter Joan Rymer, was, like Prof Gareth Roberts, a mathematician. Neil Rymer had been a lecturer in the UCNW Dept of Maths, which was closed down in a round of Gov’t cuts many years ago.

Another member of staff in the Maths Dept was Dr Jan Abas, who’s daughter Melanie is a Top Doc at the Maudsley. Melanie Abas, her father and her mother knew all about the paedophile gang on her native soil and she featured in my post ‘The Old Devils’.

Some of those who had been put out to grass from the Maths Dept never forgave the University, one being the husband of Gwerfyl Roberts. Gwerfyl is a former Angel who lectured in the School of Healthcare Sciences at Bangor University. The delightful Gwerfyl’s racist bullying and other scams are detailed in my post ‘What Time’s Chaos?’.

 

The toxic brew at the School of Healthcare Sciences was strengthened by the arrival of Dr Chris Burton – now Prof Chris Burton – a ‘stroke specialist’. Chris Burton was not a complete fool like Gwerfyl et al and he was very contemptuous of her and her pals. Chris had never wanted to work at Bangor, loathed the institution and everyone in it. He took the job there after he had been obliged to leave a number of previous jobs after doing a few things that he should not have. One of Chris Burton’s previous bosses was paedophiles’ friend Professor Mike Nolan, who had previously worked at Ysbyty Gwynedd and Bangor University (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’). Chris shafted Nolan, but I suspect that before he did that, Chris Burton had extracted info regarding the paedophile gang from Nolan, which was no doubt how Chris then landed a job at Bangor University when he had become untouchable. Like all the best Angels, Chris had his bullying skills down to a fine art – he left one student suicidal after months of intense victimisation and undermining.

Chris is a high profile out gay and in his youth he earned extra money in various capacities in gay clubs and as a dancer on TV. Chris Burton didn’t know this, but one of the people who’s life he made miserable entertained themselves by watching old video clips of Chris Burton dressed up as a Roman centurion performing with a dance troupe on the 1980s quiz show ‘3-2-1′, which starred a character called Dusty Bin. Chris became known in Bangor as the Dusty Bin Dancer. So that’s the Welsh Gov’ts stroke expert for you.

 

Another old lag at Bangor University who played the same game as Dee – toadying to Meri in order to gain jobs that he couldn’t do whilst despising her – was Dr Eben Muse. Eben spent a while under Meri’s wing at the Dept of Lifelong Learning, thought that his prospects would be improved in another Dept and when that Head of that Dept was massacred by Fungus for daring to challenge the paedophiles’ friends, Eben returned to the arms of Meri and walked away with the offer of what he thought was another job. Only Meri shafted him and Eben had to beg for shelter  in the School of Creative Studies and Media, where he then tried to wreck the career of one of the best academics in Bangor University. What currency had Eben acquired which enabled him to twist the arms of people and ensure that they continued to employ him in the wake of his track record of mediocrity? Dee Jones et al told him about me of course and the evidence that I had re the paedophile gang. Furthermore Eben’s wife is a teacher in Gwynedd, so Eben and Mrs Muse are implicated in the wrongdoing in a major way.

Eben learnt Welsh at the knee of Meri and although his conversational Welsh is good, every Welsh language specialist who knows him maintains that his formal Welsh is nowhere near good enough for the series of jobs as a Welsh language specialist that he has bagged in competition with first language Welsh speakers.

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

 

My post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’ supplied details regarding Prof John Farrar, a now retired plant biologist who spent years working at Bangor University and who was a PVC along with Fungus and Meri. Farrar was a contemporary of the junior lecturer in the School of Plant Biology who was known to be picking up under-aged girls for sex, whose colleagues knew about his activities and were worried that he would be arrested. Farrar hated this man – although Farrar hated everyone – and had explosive rows with him. But not about him having sex with school girls. Farrar was a colleague of Dr Chris Wood, who was married to the corrupt GP Dr D.G.E. Wood, who was facilitating the paedophile/sex trafficking ring in north Wales. As if any lecturer in UCNW was ever going to be investigated for sexually exploiting young people…

Before Farrar retired after keeling over from a heart-attack induced by a particularly dreadful row with Fungus, Farrar’s pride and joy was the Environment Centre Wales at Bangor University. It cost a great deal of money and was very much Farrar’s empire. However there were a number of structural problems due to design faults, but no-one was allowed to mention them when the VIP guest arrived to open the Good Ship Farrar. The VIP concerned was Gordon Brown!

So Bangor University received two visits from New Labour big wigs in rapid succession. Charlie Falconer, who turned up at the behest of Betty Williams, paedophiles’ friend and the former MP for Conwy, 1997-10 (see post ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’) and then Gordon.

Betty was known to be hopeless and the world looked forward to her retirement. However as the big day neared, north Wales was gripped by panic. It transpired that Meri had her eyes on Betty’s seat and was said to have been ripe for selection as a time expired Blair’s babe. The nightmare only stopped when a delegation of local Labour Party activists made representation and firmly stated that Meri was ‘unsuitable’ to be a candidate. They didn’t have to say WHY the pissed, shagging colleague of a paedophile gang was unsuitable – Labour Party HQ knew why. It was for the very reasons that New Labour big wigs wanted her to succeed Betty Williams.

 

John Farrar’s former wife Stel worked as a Welsh for adults tutor in Meri’s Dept of Lifelong Learning and Farrar and Stel’s son Robin has for some years now held high office in Cymdeithas yr Iaith. Meri used to be Chair of Cymdeithas.

 

A helpful stranger has assisted me in joining up a few of the dots regarding events at the Agriculture Dept at UCNW in the 1970s, 80s and 90s and the possible reasons why it was a stronghold of the paedophiles’ friends. I knew that it was, but I couldn’t work out WHY. Mary Wynch had worked there as a secretary and had uncovered something so dreadful that Dafydd and the gang unlawfully imprisoned her for a year in 1979. Following that, a new Prof and Head of Dept arrived from Aberdeen University, the dreadful J.B. Owen. Under J.B. Owen’s watchful eye, the farm run by the Agri Dept went bankrupt – and after being bailed out went bankrupt again a few years later – vindictive attacks were launched against staff and students leading to an exodus of students to other Depts and academic standards were laughable. Yet one of this crew, the agricultural economist Prof Richard Howarth, became an adviser to Thatcher (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’).

The students who left the Agri Dept in droves did so because they wanted to study agricultural science, as opposed to what the Agri Dept were teaching, which was how to run large estates by extracting the generous Gov’t subsidies which were available at the time. The students who were the children of large landowners, of which there were quite a few, were very happy with what the Agri Dept delivered. The Agri Dept had no time for SSSIs or organic farming or applied biology or indeed anything but how to get those Gov’t subsidies for your estate. J.B. Owen, when still new to the post, gave an interview to ‘Farmer’s Weekly’ in which he said that he wanted ‘graduates with mud on their boots’. What he meant was that he wanted graduates who employed people with mud on their boots – Owen was making a (successful) pitch for the children of large landowners who were a bit more academic than those who went to Seale-Hayne, Harper Adams or the Royal Agricultural College, Cirencester.

 

In the 1980s, estate management was still mostly the preserve of men, so the girls who graduated from the Agri Dept in those days tended to work for ADAS (the Gov’t agricultural advisory service) or agri-chemical companies.

 

J.B. Owen was a landowner on Anglesey himself and his forefathers had provided the dosh which founded the Agri Dept. Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon – Lord Kenyon – was President of UCNW, 1947-82 and was a landowner in the north east of Wales. Lord Kenyon’s obituary described him as having done much for agriculture in north Wales. Including I suspect calling J.B. Owen back from Aberdeen University when the paedophile gang sent up the distress flare. Lord Kenyon’s son Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon was sexually abusing at least one boy in the care of the social services in north Wales and later died of HIV/AIDS. Lord Kenyon held leading roles in the NHS in the region, including as Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority for several years during the 1970s. He sat on the North Wales Police Authority, on Flintshire County Council, was a magistrate and was north Wales’s most senior Freemason. Lord Kenyon held many other roles, including that as a Director of Lloyds Bank. For further details see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’.

 

Beata Brookes, the Tory MEP for north Wales, 1979-89, was a UCNW graduate, a former social worker for Denbighshire County Council who later sat on Clwyd Social Services Committee and from 1973 was a member of Clwyd Health Authority. Brookes was involved in just about every disability charity or organisation in north Wales. Brookes’s toxic presence in north Wales caused a crisis in the regional Tory Party. She – and her family – farmed in north east Wales. Brookes’s brother was a Freemason who also held office in the NFU and was involved in other organisations associated with farming and countryside sports. To read the details that was the extreme horror of Beata Brookes’s lifetime of helping the unfortunate, see post ‘The Celtic Iron Lady And Yet More Recent History’.

 

Ian Mackeson Sandbach was another estate farmer in north east Wales. Mackeson Sandbach was the most senior Freemason in north Wales some years after Lord Kenyon held that honour. Mackeson Sandbach’s granddaughter Antoinette Sandbach is a barrister, a former Tory AM and now the Tory MP for Eddisbury in Cheshire. Antoinette’s gran Geraldine was President of the Royal College of Midwives branch in Denbigh. Now there’s a useful job for someone who might want to conceal a sex trafficking and paedophile gang who are banging their victims up in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. See previous posts for full details of the Sandbach clan.

 

The richest and grandest ‘farmer’ in the region was of course the Duke of Westminster, Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor. One of Grosvenor’s estates was in Cheshire. Previous posts have detailed Grosvenor’s connections with St George’s Hospital Medical School when that institution was concealing both Dafydd and the gang in north Wales and a related paedophile gang in south London and how Thatcher’s Gov’t allowed Grosvenor to purchase a piece of real estate in Knightsbridge worth millions for £6k in a deal which involved everyone keeping quiet about Dafydd, the paedophile gang and Thatcher’s friend and Minister Sir Peter Morrison, who was abusing children in north Wales and elsewhere. See post ‘Dates For Your Diary’ for further background on Grosvenor and his family.

Grosvenor was, among many other things: President, Holstein UK & Ireland (formerly British Holstein Society), 1988; President, Institution of Environmental Sciences, 1989-13; Life Governor, Royal Agricultural Society; Vice-President, Royal Smithfield Club, 2004-death; Vice-President, Country Landowners Association, 1999-death.

Grosvenor’s close friend was Carlo, who was Chancellor of UCNW. The sister of Sir Peter Morrison, the Tory MP for Chester who was abusing kids in care, was Dame Mary Morrison, Woman of the Bedchamber to Carlo’s mum HM Lilibet. Grosvenor was President of the City of Chester Constituency Conservative Association. Peter Morrison used to turn up for events in Cheshire held by the farming community.

Carlo was also friendly with the Marquess of Anglesey, whose family were leading lights in the Anglesey Constituency Conservative Party. Every Anglesey MP including Keith Best, Tory MP, 1979-87 and Welsh Office Minister, has concealed the paedophile gang. See post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’.

 

The Agri Dept at UCNW was a laughing stock, but it served a lot of people very well.

 

There is a farm shop and cafe/restaurant near Corwen called Rhug Farm Shop. It’s very nice, but far too expensive to be the place where one buys the weekly groceries. The shop is owned by Lord Newborough, who owns much land in north Wales, including land near Corwen and near Caernarfon. Lord Newborough specialises in foodie-things, like salt marsh lamb and he even grazes bison. His farm is organic and as one enters the farm shop, one is greeted by a huge photo of Carlo and Camilla doing a bit of shopping at Lord Newborough’s place. I think that they are mates with him. Lord Newborough calls himself a farmer and he certainly does some interesting things on his land, but Lord Newborough only felt the call of the sheep and the bison when his dad died. Prior to that Lord Newborough worked in global capitalism. You can watch a video in his cafe – or at least you could the last time that I was in there – and it tells you all about Lord Newborough’s adventures in the money markets of places like Hong Kong.

I suspect that Lord Newborough’s dad did very well out of the Tories’ agricultural policies in the 1980s and 90s, as dreamed up by the paedophiles’ friend Richard Howarth.

Fungus will have known all about it; if only the departed were still here to spill the beans.

 

I have speculated that J.B. Owen was called back to base by the paedophiles’ friends in 1979-80, after the Mary Wynch crisis. My post ‘Now Then…’ discusses Lord Stewart Sutherland, an Aberdeen graduate who in the mid-1960s worked as a lecturer at UCNW, between 1977-90 held senior roles at King’s College London and who was VC of London University, 1990-92, whilst the paedophiles’ friends were up to their eyes in wrongdoing in King’s College and London University.

Stewart Sutherland was appointed as Head of the newly created OFSTED in 1992, ie. Chief Inspector of Education, Children’s Services and Skills. Chris Woodhead succeeded him in 1994 and remained in post until 2000, throughout the Waterhouse Inquiry. Woodhead was appointed by PM John Major, remained in post under Blair and had his term extended by David Blunkett in Blunkett’s capacity as Education Secretary. Chris Woodhead was loathed by many people in education, especially the teaching unions, because he constantly banged on about the evils of ‘progressive’ teaching and maintained that nearly all teachers were hopeless and that it was his job to root them out. So a lot of people squealed with delight when it became public that Chris Woodhead, whilst a teacher at Gordano School in Bristol, had had a relationship with one of his pupils.

Woodhead lived with his former pupil for nine years. They insisted that their relationship had begun after they had left the school, but in 2015, immediately after Woodhead’s death, it was reported that his former wife disputed this version of events and stated that she had been asked to consider a menage a trois with Woodhead’s former pupil when the latter was just 17, a claim in which Woodhead’s former wife was supported by a number of Woodhead’s colleagues at Gordano and Tony Robinson of ‘Blackadder’ fame, who knew the Woodheads in Bristol.

Woodhead didn’t do himself any favours when he stated in 1999 that sexual relationships between teachers and their pupils could be ‘experiential and educative on both sides’.

Someone who did teacher training with me at Bangor University later became involved with one of his sixth formers and resigned his post to cohabit with her. There have been requests for me to name him on this blog, but I don’t know the full circumstances so I’m not going to. Keith Fearns and the paedophiles’ friends made fallacious accusations against me but remained silent about this man who qualified with me, but my former fellow student may have formed a genuine relationship with a girl who was 18 and resigned his post in order to live with her. So at the moment I’m keeping an open mind.

 

Woodhead went to Selsdon Primary School in South Croyon, then Wallington County Grammar School in Surrey. Later, he went to Bristol University, where he did his first degree and a PGCE.  Woodhead briefly worked as an English teacher at Wallington County Grammar School for Boys. Subsequently, he taught at the Priory School in Shrewsbury, 1969-72, moving to Newent Community School from 1972-74 as assistant Head of English. Woodhead obtained a MA in English from Keele University in 1974. Woodhead’s final teaching position was at Gordano School in Portishead as Head of English. During this period, he was noted for his espousal of ‘progressive’ educational ideology, something he later recanted.

In 1976, Woodhead left teaching, and subsequently moved into teacher education. He worked as a tutor on the PGCE teacher training course at the University of Oxford and held a number of posts in education development, including Deputy Chief Education Officer in Devon, 1988–90, as well as posts in Shropshire and Cornwall, 1990–1. From 1991-93, Woodhead was Chief Executive of the National Curriculum Council and also of the SCAA from 1993-94 (the School Curriculum and Assessment Authority), later replaced by the Qualifications and Curriculum Authority), which replaced the National Curriculum Council and the School Examinations and Assessment Council from 1 Oct 1993.

On 2 November 2000 Woodhead announced his resignation.

In Feb 2005, ‘The Guardian’ confirmed that in 1997 Woodhead had over-ruled a unanimous decision by his own inspectors and a subsequent inspection visit by HMI inspectors, to declare that Islington Green School was failing and required special measures. According to the head of the school at the time, ‘the consequences for staff and pupils were catastrophic’.

Woodhead was employed as a columnist for ‘The Daily Telegraph’ and ‘The Sunday Times’ newspapers. In approx 2002 Woodhead was appointed a Professor of Education at the University of Buckingham, long associated with paedophiles’ friends in high places of a right wing persuasion (see post ‘The Bloody State We’re In’).

In 2004 Woodhead became Chairmain of Cognita, a company that owns and runs independent schools. Woodhead and Cognita were reported in the press as having expelled pupils and were accused of ‘milking profits’ and dismissing a whistleblower who accused the company of allowing ineligible teachers to participate in the state run Teachers’ Pension Scheme.

Cognita became embroiled in a sexual abuse scandal when it emerged that one of its teachers at its Southbank International School, had systematically sexually abused at least 60 pupils at the school over a period of years. The man concerned taught at the school from 2009-13. Woodhead was the Chairman of the school board. Hugh Davies QC, who was appointed to look into the scandal, stated that at the school: ‘The structures of governance did not deliver effective supervision of those with operational responsibility for child protection,’ and that child protection policies were not ‘fully understood and/or implemented’ and there was a lack of training among the school’s child protection officers.

Woodhead married again in 2006 and lived in Herefordshire.

Woodhead was knighted in 2011. 

Woodhead was diagnosed with the MND in 2006. He was a Patron of Dignity in Dying and campaigned for an assisted dying law.

Woodhead was on the Advisory Council of the think tank Reform. 

 

Here are a few observations. My housemate Anne who was killed in a car crash in 1986 caused by the paedophiles’ friends came from the same place as Woodhead and attended Wallington Grammar School for Girls. Anne’s mum was a teacher in the area. Woodhead’s dad was an accountant – so was Anne’s dad. Dafydd, John Allen and the paedophiles had a branch of their gang operating in Shropshire when Woodhead taught there and later held senior roles in education development. Woodhead was at Keele University in 1974. Keele had a problem with paedophiles who were teaching on some of their courses, most notably social work academic Peter Righton, who was a member of PIE and was convicted of child sex offences. Righton worked closely with Barbara Kahan, who concealed child abuse throughout her career, including in Oxfordshire, where she and her Top Doctor husband Vladimir Kahan lived and worked for most of their lives (Always On The Side Of The Children’). The Kahans were there when Woodhead worked at Oxford. Jeremy Thorpe and his associates were still colonising Devon when Woodhead held a senior role in the education service in that county.

Woodhead went to Bristol University, as did D.G.E. Wood and David Hunt, who spent so many years in the Welsh Office concealing the crimes of Wood et al. Wood’s father was a Top Doc near Bristol and Wood grew up there. Woodhead lived in Herefordshire at the same time that Sir Ronnie Waterhouse did. Woodhead was Head of OFTSED throughout the Waterhouse Inquiry and he resigned some months after the Waterhouse Report was published. Woodhead was knighted just before Operation Pallial re-opened the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal.

Woodhead, being ambitious, fancying himself as an intellectual with political interests and holding senior positions in education, will undoubtedly have known at least some of the stars whom he found himself in close proximity to.

 

Towards the end of his life, Woodhead did something even more interesting than living with one of his pupils and mouthing off about the evils of incompetent, progressive teachers. Woodhead went to live in north Wales – in Llanfrothen. I even bumped into him in Morrison’s in Caernarfon. Llanfrothen is the neighbouring village to Croesor, the village featured in my post ‘The Village’, which was a favourite destination for high profile radicals and activists on the left during the middle years of the 20th century. They knew about organised sexual abuse in the region, they knew about Dafydd and Gwynne the lobotomist and a few of the local people in the area had been ruined by Dafydd and Gwynne.

In 2011 Thomas Merfyn Hughes, a social work manager for Gwynedd Social Services who had challenged the paedophiles’ friends – although he was Of Them – and who had also been the election agent of paedophiles’ friend Elfyn Llwyd MP, was found dead near his home in Croesor. Merfyn Hughes’s body was found some time after he died, concealed, in someone else’s garden, at the bottom of an embankment. The explanation supplied for his death at the inquest did not make sense on any level. See post ‘A Particularly Worrying Death’.

I don’t know exactly when Woodhead moved to Llanfrothen, but he was there when he launched an attack on Bangor University in his ‘Sunday Times’ column, which must have been in about 2009-10.

Woodhead claimed to have received a letter from the mother of a law student at Bangor denouncing the dreadful standards at Bangor Law School. Woodhead named and shamed Bangor Law School and a lecturer there. The sins of the lecturer were alleged to include having such a poor grasp of English that he couldn’t be understood. This wasn’t true. The lecturer concerned was Asian, but he was sound academically and his English was good. There was a lecturer in the School of Law who’s English was very poor and there had been complaints, but that was a female Chinese lecturer, so there can’t have just been a simple mis-identification. The law students then revealed that the student who’s mum had complained had gone to so few lectures that she’d barely had time to draw conclusions about the competence of the staff. Some of the law students then made allegations that this girl had been nakedly racist towards other people.

Chris Woodhead then disclosed that the student’s mother was a law lecturer herself, So She Knew and furthermore she was African, so the allegations of racism could not possibly be true. I was very friendly with a Bangor law student at the time and was given full details. It sounded very much as though Woodhead and ‘The Sunday Times’ had set Bangor University up.

The odd thing was that there were huge problems at Bangor Law School, but they were not caused by the man who had been named by Woodhead. The problems were caused by the paedophiles’ friends, who had given places to some highly unsuitable students. These included a former police officer who had criminal convictions and who then offended again and was returned to prison; two female mature students who committed a huge fraud and were sent to prison; a former social worker who just seemed to be completely nuts and spread unpleasant fantasies about the other students; and an associate of Dafydd’s who had served a prison sentence and was defrauding local businesses whilst telling them that he was a barrister. The person who gave these students places was Aled Griffiths aka the Buffet Slayer, who’s wife Joanna Griffiths was Director of Social Services for Conwy, who’s sister Gwen Carrington was Director of Gwynedd Social Services and who’s brother Huw was a grossly incompetent solicitor who spent years sitting in the courts in north Wales watching the paedophile gang fit up their victims. For more details about the branch of the Mafia which is the Slayer’s family, see post ‘Inside Information About A Hergest Unit Death’. The Buffet Slayer had previously been a lecturer at the Normal College. It was alleged that the two women who were jailed for fraud were personal friends of the Buffet Slayer’s sister.

The Slayer’s activities had made the Law School so notorious that law firms were refusing to employ Bangor graduates and the University authorities were tearing their hair out over the havoc presiding. Except for Fungus. I mentioned in a previous post that before I left Bangor, Fungus knew that I was watching the paedophiles’ friends at work and whenever I was engaged in conversation with anyone, Fungus would appear behind me eavesdropping and glowering. Fungus virtually followed me around the University if he saw me with my friend the law student.

It was at this time that I had heard of plans on the part of the paedophiles’ friends to fit the VC up for a criminal offence after his wife had died. The VC originally came from Llanfrothen. Some of his friends and relatives were still living there when Woodhead moved in.

 

Do you know anything about all of this Cherie and Blair? It all kicked off after John McTernan’s brother-in-law stole my computer and after Dee and Meri had been busy.

Cherie and Blair are friends with Michael Beloff QC. Who’s dad Max was one of the founders of the University of Buckingham (see post ‘The Bloody State We’re In’). Max knew Ioan Bowen-Rees, the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council when the paedophile ring operated within the Council’s children’s homes (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’). Michael Beloff was the legal adviser to the insurers of Clwyd County Council – he was responsible for ensuring that the Jillings Report was not made available to anyone but the Council’s insurers and lawyers (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’). One member of the Jilliings Panel was a social work academic at Keele University.

 

As for David Blunkett who thought that Woodhead was a jolly good thing – when Blunkett was Home Secretary, he gave a resident of a village near Caernarfon a Citizens Award and she was later awarded an MBE. Her neighbours were horrified. She had carried out vigilante action against people who dared to have mental health problems, had appeared in the local paper commenting on black people who are violent and then one of her family was imprisoned for the rape of a girl under seven yrs old.

It was Blunkett who used his powers as Home Secretary to extend the prison sentence of Howard Hughes from Llandudno, who was convicted of the rape and murder of a little girl called Sophie Hook in the mid-1990s. There was no forensic evidence against Howard Hughes, who has learning disabilities. Many of the people involved in the investigation and trial were paedophiles’ friends. Hughes had previously spent time at Bryn Estyn, where he maintains that he was sexually assaulted. His claim for compensation was turned down on the grounds that he is a convicted murderer. Hughes also spent time in the paedophiles’ prison Garth Angharad near Dolgellau. Hughes is one of three people serving the longest sentences in the UK. There are concerns that he has been the victim of a serious miscarriage of justice. See post ‘News Round Up – And Murder Most Foul’.

 

 

So stop squealing paedophiles’ friends, you’ve had a good innings. You’ve lied, you’ve cheated, you’ve plagiarised other people’s work, you smeared innocent people and fitted some of them up for criminal offences and you’ve ignored serious sexual offences and even the murders of witnesses. Furthermore I haven’t finished naming all of you yet.

 

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Events, Dear Boy, Events

I am not going to concern myself so much with media reports regarding the excesses of the ‘services’ on this blog any longer because the excesses are such that, as the NHS and other ‘services’ disintegrate to such an extent that it can no longer be concealed, paedophiles’ friends are popping up in the media from all directions screaming loudly that all that is needed is for them to be given many more millions of pounds and then everything will be OK.

The sociologist Loic Wacquant argued some years ago that because neoliberal capitalism had left politicians powerless, all that they could offer was ‘solutions’ in terms of crime and punishment and that was why so many were banging on about the necessity to build more prisons and get tough on crime and the causes of crime. Loic Wacquant lives in the US so he might not waste his time following what UK politicians are doing, but their latest offering is legislation to imprison anyone – for up to two years – who takes ‘up-skirt photos’. I’m unimpressed with this gesture because there is already legislation in place to cover this behaviour. If I can be prosecuted for staring at a social worker in Safeways, one who’s colleagues are running a paedophile gang at that and then also prosecuted for telling the secretary of another facilitator of the same paedophile gang that he is a fat idiot, I can only presume that the up-skirt peeping toms have not been prosecuted for reasons other than a lack of legislation. Furthermore, Dafydd illegally imprisoned people in a dungeon and like the up-skirt photographers he was never prosecuted. But as with demanding that Somalis are prosecuted for FGM – even in the absence of evidence – demanding tough sentences for up-skirt photographers is rather easier than tackling organised crime in the welfare services.

One thought occurs to me MPs – to take an up-skirt shot, the photographer would have to be in the vicinity of the woman’s feet/ankles. A solution would be for the targeted woman to kick them in the chops, very very hard. Easier, quicker, cheaper and one would not have to take one’s chances with an endemically corrupt criminal justice system. Something tells me that Dafydd could have spent 24 hours a day taking up-skirt shots and there would have been no action taken against him. After all, Dafydd’s mate at Bart’s, Prof Linford Rees, photographed female patients in the bath and showed the photos to students in his lectures (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’).

 

Instead I am using this post to name a few more of those who’s Big Ideas contributed towards a gang of paedophiles remaining untouchable for many years.

My post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’ detailed those managing Gwynedd Social Services whilst the paedophile gang operated in the Council’s children’s homes. For much of that time the Chief Executive of Gwynedd County Council was Ioan Bowen Rees, who has featured in a number of previous blog posts. I have mentioned that despite the havoc in Gwynedd County Council during his years of leadership, Bowen Rees was an intelligent erudite man, an Oxford graduate who was considered one of Europe’s leading experts on local democracy.

This might explain why, when Bowen Rees was Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council, Dr Dafydd Alun Jones was described in the media as ‘Europe’s leading forensic psychiatrist’ and the social workers who ran the paedophile gang were constantly telling people that the ‘services’ were the best in Europe. Us service users used to shriek with laughter when we read such descriptions of the people who were trying to shag us, who were threatening us, assaulting us, lying about us in court and leaving some of our friends so desperate that they killed themselves. The extraordinary thing is that Bowen Rees really was considered an expert in local gov’t at a European level. So we can only wonder why a paedophile gang expanded its operations in Gwynedd County Council when Bowen Rees was Chief Exec and why a paedophile gang expanded its operations in Dyfed when Ioan Bowen Rees was County Secretary of Dyfed County Council prior to relocating to Gwynedd.

Dafydd and the paedophiles were linked with a pan-European paedophile gang. Gwynedd social workers tripped over themselves to become involved with projects that sociologists in Bangor University were running with sociologists and social workers in Europe. The Gwynedd social workers knew bugger all about the academic work involved, but they were there at every workshop, at every buffet and stressed to the visiting European academics that the services in Gwynedd were, of course, leading the way.

Two Bangor lecturers who were particularly keen to climb aboard the European projects bandwagon were John Borland and Aled Griffiths. Borland had retired by the time that I began work as a sociologist at Bangor, but I was interested to discover that Borland had set up a company to supply ‘service users’ who would provide the legally required ‘feedback’ on the ‘services’ in north Wales. I had never met one ‘service user’ who had heard of John Borland, yet alone worked for his business. Borland’s wife was Sandra Betts, an expert on Wimmin in Wales who was rarely seen in the University and who’s own work was substantially done by unpaid female PhD students. Aled Griffiths aka the Buffet Slayer is married to Joanna Griffiths, who until her retirement was Director of Conwy Social Services. Joanna was Director when Conwy failed to respond to complaints that residents in Prestwood Homes were being appallingly abused (see post ‘A Convenient Arrangement With The Private Sector’). Aled’s sister is Gwenan Carrington, who was Director of Gwynedd Social Services after Dafydd’s mistress Lucille Hughes ‘retired’ from that role when the Waterhouse Report was published. Aled Griffiths’s brother Huw was a highly incompetent solicitor who was one of those who sat in Bangor Magistrates Court watching Dafydd and the paedophiles fit up their victims. In fact Huw watched Dafydd and the paedophiles fit me up, that’s how I knew him, years before I encountered the joys of the Buffet Slayer.

A very cosy arrangement for everyone involved. This bunch were colleagues of Professor Mark Williams and some of them appear on his ‘Mindfulness’ publications (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’). Mark Williams has now taken his pyramid selling Mindfulness scam to China and Hong Kong.

Ioan Bowen Rees, being very keen on Europe and their systems of local democracy, some of which Ioan maintained were far superior to that found in the UK, spent a lot of time in Europe. I have mentioned previously that Max Beloff, the father of Cherie Booth’s friend and colleague Michael Beloff, rated one of Bowen Rees’s books so highly that he maintained that it was ‘essential reading for public servants’. Bowen Rees doubled up as an adviser to Plaid MPs Gwynfor Evans and Dafydd Wigley, both of whom knew that organised child sexual abuse bloomed wherever Ioan was to be found but who said nothing (see posts ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’ and ‘The Banality Of Evil’).

There is however someone else who was a mate of and intellectual traveller with Ioan Bowen Rees whom I have not yet mentioned – Professor Leopold Kohr. Kohr grew up in Oberndorf near Salzburg and it remained his ideal of community. He held a doctorate in law from the University of Innsbruck, Austria and one in political science from the University of Vienna. Kohr also studied at the LSE.

Kohr became a freelance correspondent during the Spanish Civil War where he was impressed by the self-contained governments of Catalonia and Aragon, as well as by the small Spanish anarchist city-states of Alcoy and Caspe. He became a close friend of George Orwell and shared offices with Ernest Hemingway and Andre Malraux. 

Kohr fled Austria in 1938 after it was annexed by Nazi Germany and emigrated to the US, later becoming an American citizen.

Kohr taught economics and political philosophy at Ruthers University in New Jersey, 1943-55. From 1955-73, he was Professor of Economics and Public Administration in the University of Puerto Rico in San Juan, except for a period in 1965-66 when he was Professor of Economics at the University of the Americas in Mexico City; during these years Kohr developed his concepts of village renewal and ‘lent his advice to local city planning initiatives.’ He also advised the independence movement of the of Anguilla. 

After many rejections by American and British publishers, Kohr’s first book, ‘The Breakdown of Nations’, was published in 1957 in Britain after a chance meeting with anarchist Sir Herbert Read. 

Kohr moved from Puerto Rico to Wales, where he taught political philosophy at the University College of Wales, Aberystwyth from 1968-77. So Kohr was there when Carlo spent a brief period at Aber learning Welsh. Kohr worked in the Department of Extra-mural Studies at Aber and was senior tutor, 1973-77.

The project of Welsh independence, founded on the ideal of ‘cymdeithas’ (community) was dear to Kohr and he became a mentor to Plaid and a close friend of its then leader, Gwynfor Evans.

Yma O Hyd! Sing-a-long-a Dafydd Iwan and a gang of molesters with intellectual aspirations. Which provided a very useful carapace.

 

After retiring from teaching, Kohr divided his time between Gloucester and  Hellbrunn, near Salzburg. He was planning to return to his hometown of Oberndorf to live when he died in 1994.

Kohr described himself as a ‘philosophical anarchist’. He protested the ‘cult of bigness’ and economic growth and promoted the concept of human scale and small community life.  Kohr’s vision called for a dissolution of centralized political and economic structures in favour of local control, which was pretty much Ioan Bowen Rees’s ‘vision’ for Wales. Ioan’s cup brimmed over when the National Assembly for Wales was established – he was an adviser to the Welsh Office civil servants and to Ron ‘it was a moment of madness/I was looking for badgers’ Davies (see post ‘Cottaging At Castle Gate’) regarding devolution.

It is not a coincidence that the Welsh Assembly is stuffed full of weak, third-rate AMs who in their previous lives concealed a paedophile gang.

This was the Pretty Straight Kind Of Guy who did his best to ensure that Ron Davies would be Wales’s First Minister, until that male prostitute Boogie got in the way:

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According to Clarissa Dickson Wright, when Blair was at Oxford he was widely suspected of being gay and was known as Miranda.

Miranda:
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I’ve only ever met one person called Miranda and that was a young patient at Springfield Hospital in 1991. She was relentlessly pursued by a predatory male patient and was actually quite frightened of him. The staff watched this man shout ‘Miranda, I’m coming after you’ and she fled on a regular basis, yet they did nothing.

 

Kohr was an important inspiration to the Green, bioregional, Forth World, decentralist and anarchist movements. He contributed often to John Papworth’s `Journal for the Fourth World’, ‘Resurgence’. One of Kohr’s students was economist E.F. Schumacher, whose book ‘Small Is Beautiful’ took its title from one of Kohr’s core principles.

In 1983, a student with a sense of humour at Aston University was faced with a finals paper in which one of the questions was ‘Small is beautiful. Discuss.’ This student did indeed discuss Small Is Beautiful. He wrote a whole essay arguing why he preferred to have sex with women with small boobs. When faced with his essay, the exam board weren’t sure what to do, so a meeting was held and it was agreed that for that essay they would simply give him a pass mark. The rest of his work was of a high standard and he emerged with a 2:1.

The VC of Aston University at the time was Sir Freddie Crawford, aka ‘Mrs Thatcher’s favourite Vice-Chancellor’. At least the student who liked small boobs sat his own exams. There was a problem at Aston at the time – it was discovered that several members of Middle Eastern Royal families had registered for engineering degrees and had sent their servants along to attend the lectures and sit the exams for them. The degrees were issued in the names of their employers, who found themselves in possession of engineering degrees whilst knowing nuzzing. I was told that Ruhi Behi, a former psych nurse from the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, used the services of someone else to acquire his degree in psychology from UCNW in the 1980s. Behi subsequently became Head of the School of Healthcare Sciences at Bangor University. Behi bagged his degree when paedophiles’ friend Eric Sunderland was Principal/VC and was appointed Head of Healthcare Sciences when paedophiles’ friend Roy Evans was VC.

 

Leopold Kohr’s ideas inspired Kirkpatrick’s books ‘Human Scale’ (1980) and ‘Dwellers in the Land: The Bioregional Vision’ (1985). Sale arranged the first American publication of ‘The Breakdown of Nations’ in 1978 and wrote the foreword.

 

Ioan Bowen Rees also co-authored with Hugh MacDiarmid and Owen Dudley Edwards.

Hugh MacDiarmid was the pen name of Christopher Murray Grieve, a Scottish poet, journalist, essayist and political figure. He is best known for his works written in ‘synthetic Scots’, a ‘literary version of the Scots language that MacDiarmid himself developed’. So he invented his own language. He probably awarded himself a prize for it as well a la the Learned Society of Wales. However, Grieve’s earliest work was written in English and from the early 1930s onwards much of the poetry published under MacDiarmid’s name was also written in an English.

MacDiarmid was born in the Scottish border town of Langholme, Dumfriesshire. He was educated at Langholm Academy before becoming a teacher for a brief time at Broughton Higher Grade School in Edinburgh. MacDiarmid lived in London, Liverpool and Thakeham in West Sussex. He lived on Whalesay in Shetland, 1933-42 and in Glasgow, 1942-49. MacDiarmid worked as a journalist for a number of local Scottish papers. He spent time living in Ebbw Vale and contributed to the socialist newspaper ‘The Merthyr Pioneer’, run by Labour Party founder Keir Hardie, before joining the RAMC on the outbreak of WWI. MacDiarmid served in Salonica, Greece and France before developing cerebral malaria and subsequently returning to Scotland in 1918.

Somebody seems to have been having fun with MacDiarmid’s wiki entry regarding the first few decades of his life, because the dates provided in that entry do not always correlate with MacDiarmid’s activities at the time.

After the war MacDiarmid continued to work as a journalist, living in Montrose, Scotland – which boasts a place called Charleton Road no less – where he became Editor and reporter of the ‘Montrose Review’, as well as a justice of the peace and a member of the county council. In 1923 his first book, ‘Annals of the Five Senses’, was published at his own expense, followed by ‘Sangschaw’ in 1925 and ‘Penny Wheep’ and ‘A Drunk Man Looks at the Thistle’ in 1926. 

On the Shetland island of Whalsay in 1933 with his son Michael and second wife, Valda Trevlyn, MacDiarmid wrote essays and poetry despite being cut off from mainland cultural developments for much of the 1930s. He died at his cottage near Biggar in 1978 at the age of 86.

Norman Lamont – who was a member of the Cambridge Mafia which produced so many of the big beasts of Thatcher’s Gov’t – held Ministerial positions under Thatch and was Chancellor of the Exchequer under John Major, was born in Shetland; his father was the Island’s Top Doctor. Lamont was Chancellor on Black Wednesday.

This man was Norman’s special adviser at the time:

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MacDiarmid was a supporter of both communism and Scottish nationalism. He was a founding member of the National Party of Scotland, (forerunner of the SNP) and stood as a candidate for the SNP in 1945 and 1950 and for the Communist Party of Great Britain in 1964. So MacDiarmid will have known those other members of the Communist Party of Great Britain who used to spend the summer at Croesor in Merionydd in the 1960s – who knew about Dafydd and the paedophile gang (see post ‘The Village’).

MacDiarmid was a ‘controversial figure’ during his lifetime. He was expelled from both the SNP and the Communist Party but then the CP let him back in again many years later. MacDiarmid was a member of a secret Scottish Nationalist society Clann Albain.

Between 1931-43, MacDiarmid was kept under surveillance by the security services and when Orwell compiled a list of suspected communist sympathisers, he included MacDiarmid’s name on it. Not that it will have done MacDiarmid any harm. After all, MI5 provided Dafydd et al with full protection, it was only the service users who bothered to find out what Dafydd was up to by ringing him up, using the public phone box in the village where Ioan Bowen Rees lived. Ioan didn’t suffer as a result, he was never in the queue for that phone box, Ioan the Common Man will have had several land lines and at least one mobile down in his Plas some distance away from the village centre.

 

In 2010 letters written in the early 1940s by MacDiarmid were discovered, showing that he believed that a Nazi invasion of Britain would benefit Scotland.  Marc Horne in the ‘Daily Telegraph’ commented: ‘MacDiarmid flirted with fascism in his early thirties, when he believed it was a doctrine of the left. In two articles written in 1923, ‘Plea for a Scottish Fascism’ and ‘Programme for a Scottish Fascism’, he appeared to support Mussolini’s regime. By the 1930s however, following Mussolini’s lurch to the right, his position had changed and he castigated Neville Chamberlain over his appeasement of Hitler’s expansionism.’ Deirdre Grieve, MacDiarmid’s daughter-in-law and literary executor, noted: ‘I think he entertained almost every ideal it was possible to entertain at one point or another.’

MacDiarmid’s son Michael Trevlyn became Vice-Chairman of the SNP.

MacDiarmid was considered controversial in his lifetime but is now considered one of the principal forces behind the Scottish Renaissance and has had a lasting impact on Scottish culture and politics. He was accused of plagiarism by supporters of the Welsh poet Glyn Jones but responded with ‘the greater the plagiarism, the greater the work of art’. Perhaps Charles Saatchi would like to pay someone a great deal of money for MacDiarmid’s plagiarised poetry or indeed the poetry that he wrote in the language which he made up himself and display it in the Saatchi gallery in Chelsea.

In ‘Who’s Who’ MacDiarmid listed Anglophobia as one of his interests. It’s a good job that the Englisher Thatcher’s mate the Englisher Sir Peter Morrison had a sexual interest in young boys though, because MacDiarmid’s mate Ioan Bowen Rees and Dafydd would have been out of business without that and perhaps in prison as well.

 

Ioan’s co-author Owen Dudley Edwards is an Irish historian and former Reader in Commonwealth and American History at the University of Edinburgh. He is the son of Professor Robert Dudley Edwards and brother to the Irish writer, Ruth Dudley Edwards. He is the General Editor of the Oxford Sherlock Holmes series and is a recognised expert on Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. There was plenty about his co-author Ioan that he could investigate. Dudley Edwards was also an authority on P.G. Wodehouse.

 

Wodehouse’s first published novel:

 

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It was about the drug squad in North Wales planting illegal substances on the paedophiles’ victims. Although Dafydd pronounces it ‘mari-jew-ana’.

 

The following year – 1903 – Wodehouse published this:

 

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Which is worrying when one remembers what was happening to kids in the ‘residential schools’ and children’s homes scattered across Gwynedd when Ioan Bowen Rees was presiding over his own little bit of local democracy.

 

Owen Dudley Edwards attended Belvedere College, Dublin, University College, Dublin and John Hopkins University in Baltimore.

In 1966 Dudley Edwards married Barbara Balbirnie Lee. They have three children. Dudley Edwards is a practising Catholic and actively involved in the church.

 

 

 

I am reading Jeremy Paxman’s book ‘Friends In High Places: Who Runs Britain?’ at the moment. It was published in 1990 and I wished that I’d read it when it was first published, because it names everyone who was propping up the corrupt regime of which the London medical establishment was an integral part. I’ve named many of them on this blog, but it would have been helpful to know that they were the powers behind the criminality of which I was on the receiving end at the time. Paxo’s done a very good job – I still have more chapters to read, but so far I’ve come across a few people who had escaped me.

 

I have mentioned Alan Walters previously, Thatch’s economic adviser who’s presence concerned a great many people. It is believed that it was Nigel Lawson who managed to elbow Walters out of the way. Lawson certainly did everyone a favour there. I read up about Walters before I discovered the key role that Leicester University had played in concealing organised sexual abuse in Leicestershire, so it took Paxo’s book to clobber me with the info that Walters was a Leicester University graduate. Leicester University has played a role in the education or careers of a number of people like Walters who were hailed as gurus by PMs concealing abuse and trafficking. Many of these people very obviously did not have much to offer and their influence on PMs was inexplicable. For example, the man who invented the Third Way for Blair and who explained it all in a short pamphlet which one could read over breakfast:

 

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Paxo writes about the Institute of Economic Affairs (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’). He mentions David Green, who was Head of the IEA’s Health Policy Group. In 1988, Green argued that inequality of health services is desirable. Green would have been delighted with Bethesda in the 1980s and 90s, it was littered with destitute ‘service users’ who were being targeted by Dafydd to sell sex to dreadful old politicians and others and the empty shells of those who had already been used in this way and had returned to north Wales, completely drained, traumatised, fragile and refused all ‘services’. Furthermore their tales of sex with the rich and famous were so extraordinary that no-one believed them.

BBC News Wales is reporting that the Rolling Stones are coming to Wales. Will they be looking up a few old acquaintances in Bethesda?

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If they do, I don’t suppose that we’ll hear anything about it.

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David Green writes for ‘The Sunday Times’, ‘The Times’, the ‘Daily Mail’, the ‘Sunday Telegraph’ and the ‘Daily Telegraph’. Green has taken part in broadcast programmes such as ‘Newsnight’, the ‘Moral Maze’ and the ‘Today’ programme. He has made occasional contributions to the Guardian’s ‘Comment is Free’ site and he has contributed pieces to ‘Daily Telegraph’ news blogs.

NB: Perhaps Claire Fox, a regular on the ‘Moral Maze’, could explain why despite her self-styled neocon say-the-unthinkable re the welfare state stance, she has never breathed a word about Dafydd and the paedophile gang. Because Claire certainly knows about them. Claire grew up in Flint, north Wales when Dafydd and the paedophiles were busy. She attended St Richard Gwyn Catholic High School in Flint, went to Warwick University and worked as a mental health social worker, 1981-87. Claire completed a PGCE at Thames Poly in 1992.

Why so silent Claire? I read ‘Living Marxism’ for years when you and your mates from the Revolutionary Communist Party were publishing it – I even had copies of it in my house when the paedophile gang used to send the police around to arrest me after they had perjured themselves. Then Brown and I followed ‘Spiked Online’ when you reinvented yourselves as neocons in 2000. One of your lot asked Brown if we’d like to write for you after you read one of our books. Brown said no thanks because we noticed that there were certain things that none of you dared write about. Such as what had happened to us during the 1980s, 90s and was still happening at the very time that we were asked if we wanted to write for ‘Spiked’…

What we had Claire were a bunch of twats from the security services bothering us, whilst you built your reputation as Ms Fearless.

Claire’s fellow panellist on the ‘Moral Maze’ Matthew Taylor – Blair’s former policy adviser – knows about Dafydd and the paedophiles as well. Matthew’s dad Laurie is mates with Prof Dick Hobbs who was a friend of the criminologist Jane Morgan, widow of Lord K.O. Morgan. Jane and Lord Ken were at the scene of the crimes as it were (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’).

David Green was an undergraduate at the University of Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, 1970-73 and remained there for his PhD. He was a Labour Councillor in Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, 1976-81. So Green knew about the paedophile gang in the north east with links to Dafydd and he knew that the Councils in the north east were sending great numbers of children in care to children’s homes in north Wales and continued to do so even after complaints of serious abuse were made.

Green worked as a Research Fellow at the Australian National University in Canberra, 1981-83. He worked at the IEA from 1984 and was Director of its Health and Welfare Unit, 1986-2000.

Green funded the think tank Civitas in 2000 and is also its Chief Executive.

Any more bright ideas to keep a bunch of sex traffickers in business then David?

Green’s book, ‘Community Without Politics’ (London, IEA, 1997) was awarded the Sir Anthony Fisher Memorial Prize in 1997. In 2004 Green was voted one of Britain’s top 100 British intellectuals by readers of ‘Prospect’ magazine and in 2009 he was included on the Evening Standard’s list of the 1,000 most influential Londoners. Green’s 1993 book ‘Reinventing Civil Society’ has been translated into Chinese and Russian and probably that language that Ioan Bowen Rees’s mate MacDiarmid made up as he went along whilst he was plagiarising poetry.

If anyone knows whether Green is one of the literary figures who takes part in the events organised by the paedophiles’ friends who run the charidee Wellbeing of Women, do let me know (see post ‘Wimmin’s Wellbeing – The Fortnum And Mason Connection’). He’s probably been on the guest list for an event at Compton Verney as well.

 

Health inequalities in action for you David:

 

A leading forensic psychiatrist at an old boys’ public school reunion:

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A service user with a ‘severe and dangerous personality disorder’ who complained about the serious crimes of a colleague of the man above:

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Paxo’s book informed me that Keith Joseph’s outfit which Joseph founded in 1974, the Centre for Policy Studies, was funded with money from Nigel Vinson. My post ‘Include Me Out’ detailed a debate in the House which involved a number of politicians defending the appalling suicide rate among the victims of Dafydd et al in Risley Remand Centre. It was mentioned in the record in Hansard that one of those contributing to the debate would be giving a talk to the Centre for Policy Studies.

So who is the man who bank-rolled the ‘intellectuals’ behind a paedophile gang? Nigel – now Lord – Vinson is the son of Ronald Vinson, a farmer. Vinson was educated at Pangbourne. After school he served in the Queen’s Royal Regiment.

In 1952 Vinson began a small plastics company in Guildford (Plastic Coatings Ltd), which in 1969 was floated on the Stock Exchange, with over 1,000 employees. The business won the Queen’s Award for Industry in 1971. Vinson was Deputy Chairman of the CBI’s Smaller Firms Council, 1979-84 and President of the Industrial Participation Association, 1979-89. Vinson was Director of the Sugar Board, 1968-75, Director of the British Airports Authority, 1973-80 and a Director of Barclays Bank, 1982-87. He worked for the Centre for Policy Studies, 1974-80. Vinson was Deputy Chairman of Electra Investment Trust 1990-98. From 1976-78 Vinson was an honorary Director of the Queen’s Silver Jubilee Appeal. In the light of how close the Royal Family are to Dafydd’s mates, I really am very glad that I’ve never been the sort to buy Royal mugs or plates with pictures on of yet another couple who have just had a fairy tale wedding.

I have recently discovered that before she came to that sticky end in a tunnel, the heart surgeon with whom Diana was having a fling, Hasnet Khan, later worked at Harefield Hospital with Sir Magdi Yacoub, where I am fairly sure that major research fraud was carried out (see post ‘I Don’t Believe It!’). Before Hasnet Khan worked at Harefield, Diana had been allowed into his previous place of work to watch heart surgery. People started complaining that it was a security risk. It was also completely unethical but no-one mentioned that.

 

Vinson was a Member of the Northumbrian National Parks and Countryside Committee, 1977-87 and a member of the Foundation for Science and Technology, 1991-96. Since 2003, he has been a Trustee of Civitas. Vinson is life Vice President of the IEA, where he was Chairman of Trustees 1989-95.

Vinson was also a member of the Design Council, 1973-80 and the unsalaried Chairman of the Rural Development Commission 1980-90. He was founder donor of the Martin Mere Wildfowl Reserve in 1972 and gave a village green to Holbourn, Northumberland, in 2006. Presumably in exchange for domain over the villagers in order to force them into human slavery.

In Feb 1985, Vinson was given a peerage.

We’ll drink to that!

 

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Vinson was a council member of St George’s House, Windsor Castle, 1990-96. He has been married to Yvonne Collin since 1972; they have three daughters.

Lord Vinson of Health Inequalities is a regular attender at Lords debates, and spoke in the 2007 and 2014 sessions in support of nuclear power. Here’s an explosion for him.

 

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In 2012, Lord Vinson threatened to defect to UKIP unless the Conservatives took a more ‘Better Out’ approach to Europe. He obviously didn’t understand the potential markets in Europe, unlike Dafydd and the Gwynedd social workers.

In June 2013 Vinson spoke and voted in the Lords against the Marriage (Same Sex Couples) Bill. Keep it all as illegal as possible Nigel, it enables Dafydd to keep the prices high and blackmail the victims.

 

Paxo’s book also names Professor Brian Griffiths, who ran the Downing Street Policy Unit for Thatch. Griffiths was educated at Dynevor School, Swansea and at the LSE. So Griffiths will have been part of the Heseltine-Lord Brian Flowers-Swansea contingent. The Labour Party Swansea Mafia – Rhodri Morgan, Edwina Hart et al – will have known him as well, but his mates were bigger than theirs and the one thing that none of them were going to do was blow the whistle on the fact that his big mates were running a paedophile ring in west and north Wales, because a Windbag in Islwyn was hoping to become PM on the basis of the votes of the staff of the public services who were colluding with it all.

 

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Brian Griffiths was Dean of the City University Business School, but in 1986 he resigned his Chair to become Thatch’s Chief Policy Adviser.

Griffiths was given a peerage in 1991. The year that Peter Morrison was knighted and a number of other paedophiles’ friends picked up honours for no good reason. The year that the careers of me as well as of my friend who wanted to make a documentary about the mental health services in north Wales were destroyed.

Brian Griffiths was Chairman of the Centre for Policy Studies, 1991-01. He served on the Board of Directors of the Conservative Christian Fellowship, 2000-02. Griffiths was a member of the European Union Sub-Committee F (Social Affairs, Education and Home Affairs), 1999-03 and the Religious Offences Committee from 2002-03. I expect that Griffiths also Chaired which ever Committee decreed that swearing was an offence so serious that Dafydd was compelled to report me to the police when I said ‘bugger’; Bluglass agreed that me calling Dafydd a wanker was one of the many signs that I was Dangerous, had a Homicidal Capacity and that I would ‘end in a ward for the criminally insane’. Bluglass has a very sweary daughter called Amanda, who as far as I am aware, has never been consigned to a ward for the criminally insane. But then her father is not in prison, despite colluding with a serious offender. I wonder why not?

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Griffiths is a Vice-President of the Nature in Art Trust. He serves as Vice-Chairman of Goldman Sachs International. He said that he was ‘not ashamed’ of the bank’s compensation plans and that the issue of banking compensation should not be thought about solely from a short-term perspective. Griffiths defended the bank’s bonuses and said that the general public should ‘tolerate the inequality as a way to achieve greater prosperity for all’.

I wish I’d known that when Dafydd and the paedophiles had hounded me out of my job and then tried to set fire to my house while I was living in poverty in Ioan Bowen Rees’s local democracy, it would have explained everything. I could have also reminded the staff of St George’s of it when they all turned green upon finding out that the foul research assistant Mandy Leigh’s brother Charles – who worked as a banker – received more than their annual salaries for his Christmas bonus. It’s why they all thought that they were so badly paid. Mandy thought that she was badly paid as well, even though St George’s had done a fiddle with her PhD funders to ensure that she was paid more than her colleagues. As Mandy breezily explained to me one day, she was ‘a rich bitch funded by Wellcome’. I’d like to have known how that happened – Mandy was thrown off of one degree course for reasons which were never explained, so there wasn’t exactly an outstanding academic record there. Perhaps she simply explained on her application that she would be having sex in the lab during working hours with Top Doctors and would be hurling racist abuse at overseas staff?

Brian Griffiths also stated that ‘we should not … be ashamed of offering compensation in an internationally competitive market which ensures the bank businesses here and employs British people’. Such as Charles Leigh, obviously.

 

Paxo’s book mentioned a very influential figure in academia with connections to Dafydd et al – Dame Kathleen Mary Kenyon. Kenyon was a leading British archeologist of Neolithic culture in the Fertile Crescent. She is best known for her excavations of Jericho in 1952-58 and is considered to have been one of the most influential archaeologists of the 20th century. Kenyon was Principal of St Hugh’s College, Oxford, 1962-73.

Kathleen Kenyon was born in London, England, the eldest daughter of Sir Frederic Kenyon, Biblical scholar and later Director of the British Museum. Her grandfather was the lawyer and Fellow of All Souls College, John Robert Kenyon and her great-great-grandfather was the politician and lawyer Lloyd Kenyon, 1st Baron Kenyon.

It was the 4th and 5th Baron Kenyons who were Presidents of UCNW (Bangor University). Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon, the 5th Baron, was President whilst UCNW was run by Dafydd and the paedophiles and it was the 5th Baron Kenyon’s son Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon who was sexually abusing at least one boy in care in Wrexham. Thomas was caught red-handed in 1978 and made a complaint of theft against the boy. The boy was sent to a detention centre and Thomas faced no charges. Thomas died of an HIV related condition in 1993. See previous posts for the details of the many public roles of the 5th Baron Kenyon – he was involved with national museums and art galleries as well as with public life in north Wales – and for details of the occasion on which Thomas was caught in action.

Kathleen grew up in Bloomsbury, London in a house attached to the British Museum, with her mother, Amy Kenyon and sister Nora Kenyon. Known for ‘being hard-headed and stubborn’, Kathleen ‘grew up as a tomboy, fishing, climbing trees and playing a variety of sports’. As did I, but I didn’t collude with a sodding paedophile gang, which it seems that Kathleen did.

Kathleen’s father ‘encouraged wide reading and independent study’. In later years Kenyon would remark that her father’s position at the British Museum was particularly helpful with regard to her education. You don’t say! Kathleen ‘was an excellent student, winning awards at school and particularly excelling in history. She studied first at St Paul’s Girls’ School where she was Head Girl, before winning an Exhibition to read History at Somerville College, Oxford.While at Oxford, Kathleen became the first female President of the Oxford University Archaeological Society’. Oh put her on the ‘Woman’s Hour’ Power List, she’s broken a glass ceiling.

Somerville College, Oxford, was Thatch’s college. Although Kathleen was a bit older than Thatch, I’m sure that maximum use was, in subsequent years, made of the alumni network to the benefit of everyone but the victims of Dafydd and the gang.

A career in archaeology was first suggested to Kathleen by Margery Fry, librarian at Somerville. I wonder if Margery had noticed who Kathleen’s dad was. After graduation, Kenyon’s first field experience was as a photographer for the pioneering excavations at Great Zimbabwe in 1929. Returning to England, Kenyon joined the archaeologists Sir Mortimer Wheeler and his wife Tessa on their excavation of the Romano-British settlement of Verulamium (St Albans). Kenyon worked there each summer between 1930 and 1935 Mortimer Wheeler entrusted her with the direction of the excavation of the Roman Theatre.

Mortimer Wheeler was the Keeper of Archaeology and then Director of the National Museum of Wales and the London Museum, Director-General of the Archeological Survey of India and the founder and Honorary Director of the Institute of Archaeology in London.

When Mortimer Wheeler was appointed as the Keeper of Archaeology at the National Museum of Wales, the job also entailed becoming a lecturer in archaeology at the University College of South Wales and Monmouthshire (later Cardiff University). He moved to Cardiff with his family in 1920. The museum was in disarray; prior to the war, construction had begun on a new purpose-built building to house the collections. This had ceased during the conflict and the edifice was left abandoned during Cardiff’s post-war economic slump. Wheeler recognised that Wales was very divided regionally, with many Welsh people having little loyalty to Cardiff; thus, he made a point of touring the country, lecturing to local societies about archaeology. According to the later archaeologist Lydia C. Carr, the Wheelers’ work for the cause of the National Museum was part of a wider ‘cultural-nationalist movement’ linked to growing Welsh nationalism during this period. Plaid Cymru, was founded in 1925 by Saunders Lewis and others. Lewis was a lecturer at Swansea University – he taught Rhodri Morgan’s parents. When Dafydd was a young Plaid activist he hung out with Saunders Lewis.

In 1924-25 Wheeler excavated the Roman fort – Y Caer – near Brecon and also Isca Augusta at Caerleon. Intent on attracting press attention to both raise public awareness of archaeology and attract new sources of funding, Wheeler contacted the press and organised a sponsorship of the excavation by the ‘Daily Mail’. In doing so, he emphasised the folkloric and legendary associations that the Caerleon site had with King Arthur. In 1925, Oxford University Press published Wheeler’s first book for a general audience, ‘Prehistoric and Roman Wales’; he later expressed the opinion that it was not a good book.

Whilst Director of the National Museum of Wales – a position he obtained in 1924 substantially via influential friends – Wheeler succeeded in obtaining funding from the Treasury to build up the National Museum and link it with regional museums throughout Wales. A new building was completed and King George V opened it in 1927.

The 5th Baron Kenyon was President of the National Museum of Wales, 1952-57.

 

Upon the retirement of the Keeper of the London Museum, Wheeler was invited to fill the vacancy, which he did. He had been considering a return to London for some time and eagerly agreed, taking on the post, which was based at Lancaster House in the St James’s area in July 1926. In Wales, many felt that Wheeler had simply taken the directorship of the National Museum to advance his own career prospects and that he had abandoned Wales when a better offer came along. 

In 1934 Kathleen Kenyon assisted Mortimer and his wife Tess in the foundation of the Institute of Archaeology of University College London. UCL often seems to be at the scene of the crime. The first premises that Mortimer Wheeler secured for the Institute of Archaeology was St John’s Lodge in Regent’s Park, the Portakabin below:

 

 

St John’s Lodge had been left empty since its use as a hospital during WWI. The building was owned by the Crown and was controlled by the First Commissioner of Works, William Ormsby-Gore, who was very sympathetic to archaeology and leased the building to the Institute at a low rent. William Ormsby-Gore was the 4th Baron Harlech and the father of David, the 5th Baron Harlech. Lord David Harlech was the British Ambassador to the US when J.F. Kennedy was President. David Ormsby-Gore and his descendants have a penchant for dying in unpleasant ways, often when young. The family show every sign of having been under attack by the paedophile gang and their associates (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’).

 

Mortimer Wheeler continued with an incredibly high profile career, leading famous excavations, such as that of Maiden Castle in Dorset. He served in WWII, led extensive digs in Asia, held key roles in UNESCO and in the British Academy and in the 1950s broadcast for BBC TV.

Wheeler married three times. Tessa died in 1936 – their only child, Michael Mortimer Wheeler, became a barrister. Following Tessa’s death, in 1939 Wheeler married Mavis de Vere Cole, widow of the prankster Horace de Vere Cole. Cole’s diaries revealed that Wheeler physically hit her when she annoyed him. In 1945 Mortimer Wheeler married Margaret ‘Kim’ Collingridge. They became estranged in 1956, but Collingridge’s Catholicism prevented divorce. Wheeler was well known for his promiscuity and for favouring young women for one night stands, many of whom were his students. He was known for having casual sex in public places. Archaeologist Gabriel Moshenska informed a ‘Daily Mail’ reporter that Wheeler had developed a reputation as ‘a bit of a groper and a sex pest and an incredible bully as well’.

The Dafydd of archaeology.

 

From 1936-39 Kathleen Kenyon carried out important excavations at the Jewry Wall in the city of Leicester. These were published in the ‘Illustrated London News’ in 1937 with pioneering reconstruction drawings by the artist Alan Sorrell whom Kathleen had just happened ‘to notice sketching her dig’.

Alan Sorrell was Senior Assistant Instructor of Drawing at the Royal College of Art, 1931–39 and 1946–48. According to Kathleen’s wiki entry, Sorrell was passing the time of day hanging around her dig in Leicester. According to Sorrell’s wiki entry ‘He began his archaeological reconstruction drawings after a chance meeting in 1936 with Kathleen Kenyon on a dig of a Roman site in Leicester, who asked him to produce illustrations for her article for ‘The Illustrated London News’. More commissions then followed at Maiden Castle, in collaboration with Mortimer Wheeler and at Roman Caerwent and Carleon, in collaboration with Cyril Fox and V. E. Nash-Williams of the National Museum of Wales.’

Alan Sorrell was best known for his archaeological sketches, so clearly the arrangement between him and Kenyon in Leicester was fruitful for everyone.

I haven’t looked up who owned or edited the ‘Illustrated London News’, but it would  not be that much of a surprise to find out that they were a mate of Kathleen’s dad or someone senior in UCL or Leicester University. 

In WWII Alan Sorrell worked for the intelligence services. Here is his 1945 work ‘FIDO In Operation’.

 

 

And here is Fido himself:

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Here’s Fido’s trainer supervising a dig in 1977 – so it was probably one on the turf of the paedophiles’ friends at Chester:
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During the Second World War, Kathleen Kenyon served as Divisional Commander of the Red Cross in Hammersmith, London and later as Acting Director and Secretary of the Institute of Archaeology of the University of London.

Kathleen Kenyon retired in 1973 to Erbistock near Wrexham. She never married, perhaps having seen quite enough action whilst she worked with Mortimer Wheeler. From 1974, Kenyon was the Honorary Vice President of the Chester Archaeological Society. She died at Wrexham in 1978.

So Kathleen was in the Wrexham/Chester area whilst Dafydd and the paedophile gang were operating there and whilst the 5th Baron Kenyon allowed them free reign in UCNW – whilst his son Thomas was partaking of the services that the paedophile gang provided.

 

The British School of Archaeology in Jerusalem amalgamated within the Council for British Research in the Levant in 1998, was officially renamed the Kenyon Institute in July 2003 in honour of Kathleen Kenyon. The Kathleen Kenyon Archaeology Collection, a collection of Kenyon’s books and papers purchased from her estate in 1984, is housed at Baylor University in Waco, Texas. The finds from her excavations are held in a number of collections, including the British Museum and the UCL Institute of Archaeology, while the bulk of archive is located at the Manchester Museum. 

So there’s the myth of a few more outstanding careers built upon pure talent busted.

 

 

Paxo’s book details big wigs who exerted control over ‘the establishment’ at the time that I was working at St George’s Hospital Medical School, 1989-91. The institution was, as described in previous posts, colluding with organised child sexual abuse and trafficking, class A drugs offences, research fraud and much other wrongdoing which was resulting in patient harm.

My post ‘BMA Calling, BMA Calling’ mentions some very odd happenings when I shared a house with Dr Andrew Aldridge, a junior surgeon at St George’s and his wife Di, who worked for a City firm. I don’t know how much Andrew knew about the appalling corruption at St George’s, but I do remember that his family lived at Alderley Edge in Cheshire and were Tories. Andrew’s father’s business was I think a carpentry/furniture business. His family were definitely not Top Doctors, they were business people.

Alderley Edge is a very wealthy area and it was where many of the professional people who concealed the activities of Dafydd et al lived. The crooked barrister George Carman QC lived near there and the area was crawling with senior police officers, Top Docs, financiers, lawyers etc. Sir Peter Morrison was just down the road at Chester molesting children.

I cannot imagine that Andrew and his family would ever find the conduct of Dafydd et al acceptable, but I do wonder if they were duped or whether their political allegiances blinded them. Andrew and Di considered me a real old leftie and I remember that once I tried to tell Andrew what I had been told about Jimmy Savile. Andrew just wouldn’t have it and told me that Savile was ‘a Samaritan’.

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No Andrew, he was a very serious sex offender, which is what I had been told by the time that I shared a house with you. Peter Morrison was a very serious sex offender as well – Thatcher knew about it and Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain, with whom your mum and dad drank champagne at graduation, was concealing the crimes of Savile, Morrison and many more.

At the time that I was living with Andrew and Di and was under attack from Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends, the constituency MP for Alderley Edge was the illustrious Neil Hamilton. Hamilton has of course featured previously on this blog and used to socialise with Peter Morrison. However, Hamilton’s constituency – Tatton – was created in 1983. Peter Morrison was elected as the MP for Chester in 1974 – and was one of those who supported Thatcher to succeed Ted Heath as leader of the Tory Party – but there had been organised abuse of young people in the region long before 1974. Dafydd and Gwynne had been in business for decades and things really got going in 1968 when John Allen opened the Bryn Alyn Community and was rapidly followed by many other abusive people with money to spare who suddenly decided to open a children’s home or school in north Wales.

 

Before the constituency of Tatton existed, Alderley Edge and neighbouring Wilmslow were in the constituency of Knutsford. Knutsford had been held by the Tories since the pre-Cambrian. Between 1945-70,  the MP was Walter Bromley-Davonport – so he was there when Dafydd and John Allen put their Big Business Plan into action. The Bromley-Davonports were friends of Sir Ronnie Waterhouse.

In 1970, John Davies was elected MP for Knutsford – he resigned in Nov 1978, after developing a brain tumour. Davies was the MP when Sir Peter Morrison decided that Chester was the constituency for him – although his family seat was in Wiltshire and his house was in London – and as business boomed for Dafydd et al.

John Davies was the first Director of the CBI, 1965-69. He was Minister of Technology in 1970 in Ted Heath’s Gov’t; then Secretary of State for Trade and Industry and President of the Board of Trade, 1970-72; Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster with special responsibilities for the co-ordination of British policy towards the European communities, 1972-74; and then Shadow Foreign Secretary under Margaret Thatcher, 1976-78.

Davies was born in Blackheath, London in 1916, the second son of Arnold Davies, a Chartered Accountant and his wife Edith Harding. Davies went to Windlesham House School in Sussex and St Edward’s School, Oxford. He followed his father into accountancy and served in the Royal Army Service Corps in WWII. Davies spent most of the war in the Combined Operations headquarters. From 1945 he worked for Combined Operations Experimental Establishment (COXE). In 1943, he married Vera Bates, only child of George William Bates, Managing Director of Barratts Shoes and his wife Elvina Taylor. They had two children; a daughter, Rosamond Ann and a son, Francis William Harding Davies.

Davies joined the Anglo-Iranian Oil Company as an accountant in the marketing division and worked for the company in London, Stockholm and Paris; the company was renamed as British Petroleum in 1954. In 1956, Davies was promoted to be General Manager (Markets) for BP and in 1960 he was Director of BP Trading.

In 1961, Davies was appointed as Vice-Chairman and Managing Director of Shell-Mex and BP Ltd. He also became a Director of Hill Samuel Group. Due to his position he was made a member of the Grand Council of the Federation of British Industry and Chaired a committee on technical legislation.

Davies supported initiatives such as the National Economic Development Council, where Gov’t, employers and trades unions met to discuss the economy and set up a joint CBI-TUC joint committee. He was supportive of British entry into the European Community when the Gov’t applied in 1967.

Davies surprised some, such as Enoch Powell in May 1967, when he made a speech in California in which he observed that the Labour government’s measures to keep pay and prices down were working; Powell considered this not only untrue but an example of collaboration in which ‘the very spokesmen of capitalism’ were doing the work of the socialists. As CBI chief, Davies had some quango appointments as a member of the British Productivity Council, the British National Export Council and the Council of Industrial Design. He was briefly a member of the Public Schools Commission.

After the devaluation of the pound in Nov 1967, Davies became much more critical of the Gov’t. Increasingly he would lambast Labour ministers on television, although he continued to work together with Ministers in private.

In 1969, Davies was recruited by Heath to join his Gov’t once he won the next election. Heath was looking to lead a ‘businesslike’ Gov’t and believed that senior business figures serving in senior posts would provide more expert management. Davies began to be more quotably critical, describing the ‘solemn and binding’ accord between the Gov’t and the TUC (after the failure of ‘In Place Of Strife’) as useful only in the lavatory.

Davies failed to win the selection for the Conservative nomination at the Louth by election of 1969 and for Cities of London and Westminster for the General Election. However, with Conservative Central Office support, Davies was found the seat at Knutsford, which was solid Tory country. He won the seat in the General Election in June 1970.

The Chairman of the Tory Party who would have worked so hard to get John Davies into the constituency of Knutsford was barrister Lord Anthony Barber, who was Chancellor of the Exchequer under Heath. Barber had been the MP for Doncaster, 1951-64 and then was MP for the Cheshire constituency of Altrincham and Sale, 1965-74. He had been PPS to Harold Macmillan, 1957-59 and was Minister of Health in 1963 – not long after Enoch Powell had stated that he would not allow things to continue at the North Wales Hospital, but then inexplicably backed off from his vow to close the place down but never explained why. Barber served in the RAF during WWII and was almost certainly a member of the security services.

 

In his capacity as Secretary of State for Trade and Industry, John Davies reiterated Heath’s pre-election policy of refusing to intervene in industry. In the House of Commons on 4 November, Davies said:

“We believe that the essential need of the country is to gear its policies to the great majority of people, who are not ‘lame ducks’, who do not need a hand, who are quite capable of looking after their own interests and only demand to be allowed to do so.” (Hansard 5th Series, volume 805, column 1211)

The term ‘lame ducks’ became associated with Davies. However, when Rolls Royce (a vital defence contractor) ran into financial difficulties early in 1971, it was decided that the Gov’t should help by bailing it out. When nugatory efforts did not help, the company was nationalised to prevent it from going bankrupt.

In June 1971, the Upper Clyde Shipbuilders went into receivership after the Gov’t refused it a £6 million loan. The workers at the yard, led by Communist shop stewards, decided to hold a ‘work-in’ when they occupied the yard and continued production. This industrial action tended to refute claims that trade unions were work-shy and was therefore embarrassing to the Gov’t. Davies’ London home was firebombed by the Angry Brigade on 31 July 1971. In February 1972, the Gov’t changed its policy and decided to retain three of the four shipyards at a cost of £35 million, although Davies knew they would never operate on a commercial basis.

Davies moved sideways to become Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster in November 1972. Davies’ role was predominantly behind the scenes in making sure British law was in compliance with European law. In Cabinet discussions, Davies advocated a confrontational approach to the trade unions, although he feared for the future.

In 1979 Davies was to be made a life peer as Baron Harding-Davies, but died before the creation of the peerage passed the Great Seal. Peerage history was made when, by Royal Warrant bearing the date 27 February 1980, Queen Elizabeth II granted his widow Vera Georgina the title of Lady Harding-Davies; his children The Hon. Frank Davies and The Hon. Rosamond Ann Metherell were given the rank of children of a life peer.

So someone somewhere was very grateful to John Davies for something. It was only equalled when in 1983 Thatch made the child molesting Speaker of the House George Thomas Viscount Tonypandy, although as a gay paedophile George Thomas had produced no heirs who could inherit the title.

It did mean that he could dress up though:

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John Davies’s son Frank Davies is an Anglo-Canadian record producer. Davies has been a major contributor to the growth of Canada’s music industry and its creative community for more than four decades. He is credited with discovering, producing, publishing, and developing the careers of many celebrated artists and songwriters, as well as being an advocate for their status. Davies received the Juno Awards 2014 Walt Grealis Special Achievement Award, recognizing individuals who have made a significant impact on the Canadian music industry.

Davies was educated at Windlesham House School near Brighton, Pangbourne College and Strasbourg University in north-east France. In 1972 he married the Canadian pop singer Lynda Squires. The marriage produced three children, Meghan Mae Harding Davies, now Ehrensperger, Emily Gwyneth Emerson Davies-Cohen, and Kate Theresa Georgina Davies.

Davies started his music career in 1964 as a French correspondent to Billboard magazine. He later worked for both EMI Records and Liberty Records in London until the late 1960s, before migrating to Canada in 1970. There, he co-founded the independent record label Daffodil (named after the national emblem of Wales and as a symbol of hope and new beginnings), which became the first Canadian label to be distributed by a ‘major’ in that country, in the shape of Capitol/EMI.

In 1978, alongside Daffodil, Frank Davies formed Partisan Music, a production and publishing company that entered into an exclusive deal with a U.S record company (Capitol) to develop talent for that label worldwide – a Canadian first.

In early 1982 Davies put his label and production company on hold to become President of ATV Music Canada. At ATV, he developed the songwriting careers, of Eddie Schwartz, David Tyson, Aldo Nova, the Pukka Orchestra, Headpins, Chilliwack and Toronto, and became a full-time music publisher.

In 1986, as a result of ATV’s purchase by Michael Jackson, Davies formed The Music Publisher (TMP) and built it into Canada’s largest and most successful independent music publisher over the next 14 years. Frank Davies sold TMP to Alliance Communications Corporation and A&F Music in 1994, staying on as its President/CEO until the end of 1999, at which time he founded the music consultancy firm he currently operates – Let Me Be Frank Inc.

TMP secured over 1,500 cover recordings, of the 5,000 Canadian songs Davies published, by artists as diverse as Joe Cocker, Bonnie Raitt, Alice Cooper, The Doobie Brothers, Tom Cochrane, Cher, Don Henley & Sheryl Crow, kd Lang, Tanya Tucker, Alannah Myles, Loverboy, Terri Clark, Emmylou Harris, Wynonna, George Jones, Bette Midler, The Carpenters, Blue Oyster Cult, Amanda Marshall and The Guess Who. Indeed, I can guess who:

 

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‘Do ewe mean mari-jew-ana?’

During the TMP years Frank Davies signed and published the songs of many more songwriters and artists. TMP opened a Nashville office in the mid-90s.

Since founding Let Me Be Frank Inc, Davies has been the executive producer for albums by Serena Ryder – whom he brought to EMI Music – The Rankin Family and The Treasures whose debut was released by Universal in the spring. He is currently working on the solo debut for Heather Rankin. LMBF also publishes the works of longtime client and record producer David Tyson, is a consultant to corporate client Ole Media Management, and has consulted to Microsoft/XBox, as well as the Dept of Canadian Heritage, the Neighbouring Rights Collective of Canada and to a variety of songwriters, artists and music publishers with respect to the sale and acquisition of their copyright catalogues.

Davies has served as a director on industry boards including CARAS (Vice President/Trustee), CMRRA (Chair), FACTOR, PROCAN, Canadian Music Publishers Association (CMPA), OMDC, SOCAN and the Socan Foundation (Chair).

In 1998 Frank Davies founded the non-profit Canadian Songwriters Hall of Fame/Le panthéon des auteurs et compositeurs Canadiens (CSHF/PACC) serving as its Chairman until 2004. The Canadian Songwriters Hall of Fame has inducted Canadian songwriters such as Gordon Lightfoot, Leonard Cohen, RUSH, Robbie Robertson, Joni Mitchell and Oscar Peterson.

Frank Davies has sat on the following Canadian Boards:

  • CHAIRMAN – Canadian Songwriters Hall of Fame, 2000-04
  • Ontario Media Development Corporation, 2001-02
  • FOUNDING MEMBER – Canadian Independent Record Production Association, 1970
  • VICE-PRESIDENT & TRUSTEE – Canadian Academy of Recording Arts & Sciences, 1983-90
  • CHAIRMAN – The SOCAN Foundation, 1990-97
  • Foundation to Assist Canadian Talent on Record (FACTOR) 1985-88
  • Society of Composers, Authors & Music Publishers (SOCAN) 1990-99
  • Performing Rights Organization of Canada (PROCAN) 1983-89
  • Music Promotion Foundation (MPF) 1985-90
  • EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE – Canadian Music Publishers Association, 1982-2000
  • CHAIRMAN – Canadian Musical Reproduction Rights Agency, 1982-2000

Frank Davies has bagged the following awards:

  • Canadian Songwriters Hall of Fame, Special Achievement Award (2005)
  • Society of Composers, Authors & Music Publishers of Canada Special Achievement Award (2004)
  • Canadian Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences Dedicated Service Award (1993)
  • Juno Award Dedicated Service Award (1990)
  • MARQUEE MAGAZINE FRANK DAVIES named one of the ‘Top 30: Canadian Music’s Power Brokers’
  • PROCAN AWARD Dedicated Service Award (1990)
  • THE RECORD ‘Music Publisher of the Year’ (1990)
  • THE RECORD ‘Music Publisher of the Year’ (1989)
  • RECORD WORLD MAGAZINE (US) Gold Label Award (1977)

 

 

At the time that my life was made deliberately unbearable by people at St George’s and when Tony and Sadie Francis were busy perjuring themselves in order to try and have me imprisoned – with the full knowledge of the BMA, the MDU and the MDU solicitors Hempsons – the Tories were determined to force Thatch out.

This man – a lawyer from south Wales and a lifelong friend of Ronnie Waterhouse – who undoubtedly knew about the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles, stuck the first knife in:

 

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Most of the bestest friends of Dafydd and the paedophiles backed this man – originally from Swansea – when he challenged Thatch for the leadership, Thatch’s campaign being run by Peter Morrison:

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This man also stood against Thatch – he had been Home Secretary throughout many of the years when the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles were simply ignored and their victims died in prison:

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This was the eventual lucky winner:

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The following people all held leading roles in Gov’t Depts which were directly responsible for concealing the paedophile rings active in north Wales and in London while I worked at St George’s:

 

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Politics being what it is, some of those in this Hall of Lame will have been working for the security services and will protest that they were gathering info and working behind the scenes without breaking cover. Whatever it was that they thought they were doing, it absolutely was not enough. They were frightened to touch the Top Doctors and they shouldn’t have been. They should have admitted to the public what was going on, admitted that the NHS was not safe and gone in there and arrested Dafydd et al. They didn’t and people died.

 

Up in Bangor University, this man was in camouflage as he kept the paedophile gang in business:

  • Eric Sunderland (1930–2010), President of the University ...

 

After Eric Sunderland died, his widow fulfilled her lifelong ambition and purchased herself a Porsche. A few years previously the body of one of the Hergest Unit patients who had died as a result of serious clinical negligence was kept in cold storage for months because he hadn’t left enough money to pay for his burial and none of his three surviving relatives – two of whom were also near-destitute mental health patients – could afford to pay for his funeral either. The dead man had grown up ‘in care’. Eventually after much wrangling, the local authority agreed to pay for a pauper’s funeral. No members of mental health staff went, but a few Hergest patients did.

The nearest Porsche dealers to Mrs Sunderland’s house at Beaumaris are in Ellesmere Port and Cheshire – Knutsford and Warrington, just down the road from Risley Remand Centre.

Happy motoring Mrs S, one hopes that it is not a case of CRASH, as it was for my house mate and a few other witnesses to the wrongdoing of the paedophiles and their friends. And if you develop a brain tumour, for God’s sake don’t go to the Walton Centre.

 

The man ensuring that things continued to run smoothly at the hands of Eric was of course the Chancellor of UCNW:

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Carlo’s Private Secretary who told people that Carlo couldn’t get involved when people wrote to Carlo informing him that children were being abused in north Wales was Edward Adeane:

 

 

Read about the slippery character Adeane in my post ’95 Glorious Years’.

 

 

Sir Peter Morrison – the child molester
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His supplier:

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The woman who died in the Ritz, alone, except for a paid Angel who was in attendance. As opposed to being murdered by the screws in Risley Remand Centre or somehow ending up buried in the grounds of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh:

 

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