The Wretched Of The Earth

When the Forces Of Oppression at Bangor University – in the form of Professor Fergus Lowe, Lyn Meadows and Stephanie Marriott  (see previous posts) – became particularly intolerable, one of my colleagues symbolically borrowed a copy of Frantz Fanon’s volume ‘The Wretched Of The Earth’ from the University library. This man’s life was indeed being made wretched by the aforementioned oppressors, but like me, he was on good terms with a few Empowered Service Users and knew that their lives were even more wretched.

There are a few ends that need to be tied up following recent posts re details of the lives of the wretched and the names of those who made their lives so wretched, so in this post I’ll cover a few such matters and people.

Previous posts eg. ‘Professor Prestigious And His Associates’ discussed how in the 1980s, Thatch was only ever persuaded to allow the public health campaign re HIV/AIDS when one of Dafydd’s umbrellas, the then Chief Medical Officer Sir Donald Acheson, explained very clearly to Thatch and her Ministers that AIDS was incurable, affected gay men in particular and that some of her Ministers and associates who were having promiscuous gay sex (eg. Peter Morrison) were going to die from this along with the rent boys if they did not change their behaviour. It was then that dear old Norman Fowler, the Secretary of State for the DHSS, 1981-87, who was also concealing the activities of Dafydd and the gang, got on board with the ‘Don’t Die Of Ignorance’ campaign and agreed to one of those leaflets being shoved through the letterbox of every household in the Britain.

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Previous posts eg. ‘Apocalypse Now’ and ‘The Bodies Under Canary Wharf’ explained that the political class knew that many of the young men who died from AIDS in the 1980s and 90s were rent boys who had been forced into sex work as kids in care, often while in children’s homes in north Wales. That is why there was so much attention paid to ‘confidentiality’ and not identifying those patients when Princess Di went to visit them; those young men were witnesses to a huge scandal and them effectively dying in conditions of secrecy was just another part of the cover-up. Top Docs knew the score, as did all the Angels, counsellors and other people who worked with AIDS patients, including Top Docs Professor Michael Adler and Tony Pinching, as well as Adler’s wife Baroness Margaret Jay, who was the daughter of Jim Callaghan and was appointed as a Health Minister by Miranda in May 1997 (see post ‘Holding The Country To Ransom – Part I’).

The first NHS wards for the treatment of AIDS patients were at the Middlesex Hospital; it was to those wards that Di made her much publicised visit in 1987 to Fight The Stigma. It did not escape my notice that Gwynne the lobotomist trained at the Middlesex and enjoyed lifelong protection from the alumni network of that institution. However, I missed something obvious that, as ever, suggested that the conspiracy and mutual back-scratching may have been worse than I thought.

The Middlesex was shut down in 2005 and was subsequently demolished, but it was located just down the road from Soho. The district served by the Middlesex was Bloomsbury. It was Sir Clough Williams-Ellis’s friends from the Bloomsbury Set who were the visiting bohemians to Croesor in north Wales in the summers throughout the middle years of the 20th century who hung out with Bertrand Russell et al, some of whom made use of Gwynne and later on Dafydd to deal with awkward customers (see previous posts). Clough married Amabel Strachey, the daughter of John St Loe Strachey, the Editor of ‘The Spectator’, for which Amabel wrote (see previous posts). Amabel’s brother John – Evelyn John St Loe Strachey – was a Labour politician, serving as Minister for Food and then Secretary of State for War under Clement Attlee (see previous posts). At Oxford, John Strachey was friends with Lord Bob Boothby, who later became known for being a bisexual Tory who used rent boys and was mates with some unsavoury people, including the Krays (see previous posts). The Stracheys’ extended network spanned a whole spectrum of influential people; fascists, communists, pacifists, members of the Tory, Labour and Liberal Parties, psychoanalysts, Top Doctors, writers, artists, radicals, suffragettes etc. People tangled with them at their peril and many of the extended network spent time in the Croesor area. They weren’t at the mercy of Gwynne and Dafydd, but the people who pissed them off were, as of course were local people.

 

In 1987 ‘AIDS Britain 1987’ a film about the various Gov’t funded programmes which were being set up in the UK to combat the spread of HIV and AIDS was made; this film is now part of the London Screen Archives collection. The initiatives featured in the film included counselling, specialist hospital wards, a public education strategy, charity work and a clean needle programme for drug users. Experts in each field were interviewed about their work. The Middlesex Hospital featured, as did Professor Michael Adler, who explained how HIV is contracted and passed on, as well as how it cannot be passed on. Adler stated that a national strategy was needed and that the NHS and social services need to be aware of what was required of them. Tony Newton, Minister of State for Heath, 1986-88, explained what the Gov’t was doing in terms of public education. Alison Taylor wrote to Tony Newton in Feb 1988, describing a brutal assault that she had witnessed. Thatch then appointed Newton as Secretary of State for Social Security in 1989 and he remained in the post until 1992. Tony Newton was Lord President of the Council, 1992-97. One of the roles of Lord President of the Council is to serve as the visitor for UCNW (Bangor University). So Newton was in that post during the frantic years when the demands for a Public Inquiry into the abuse of children in north Wales became louder and louder, when the Jillings Investigation took place and when the cover-up which was the Waterhouse Inquiry was planned and launched. Throughout these years, former kids in care and psych patients were found dead constantly and five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed by a firebomb (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’). Newton could be relied upon to keep quiet and not investigate any of it, that had been demonstrated after Alison wrote to him.

Baron Newton of Braintree; handsomely rewarded for ignoring serious organised crime:

Tony Newton, Baron Newton of Braintree

 

 

Someone else starring in ‘AIDS Britain 1987’ was Professor Robin Weiss, who was interviewed about how research into HIV and AIDS was progressing and in what directions it needed to progress.

Robert Anthony “Robin” Weiss was Professor of Viral Oncology at UCL and a member of the Nuffield Council on Bioethics. His research has focused on retroviruses, initially as a means of understanding T-cell leukaemia and other cancers. His breakthrough discovery was in 1971 and involved demonstrating that the retroviral genome in chickens follows the rules of Mendelian inheritance. Because HIV/AIDS only came to prominence in the west in the 1980s, Weiss, like all the other researchers who became well-known for their work on HIV, didn’t have previous experience of HIV per se, although HIV is a retrovirus.

So what was Robin Weiss doing before his work on HIV? He was the Director of the Institute of Cancer Research at the Royal Marsden Hospital no less, 1980-98. So Weiss was at the Institute of Cancer Research/Royal Marsden at the time of the research fraud perpetrated by the Institute of Cancer Research/Royal Marsden that was exposed in 1990, involving Dr Tony Francis’s former colleague Peter Macguire and which resulted in the death – presumed to be suicide – of Professor Tim McElwain (see posts ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ and ‘Apocalypse Now’). When Peter Macguire, a psychiatrist from Manchester, suddenly decided to become a cancer researcher and obtained funding from the Cancer Research Campaign to do this, I was working for the Cancer Research Campaign at the University of Surrey in a team led by Professor Vincent Marks, brother of the President of the BMA Dr John Marks. See previous posts.

John Marks was in an all-out war with Ken Clarke at the time, they really loathed each other, but the priority was to keep a lid on Dafydd et al. Not only were the BMA providing Tony Francis and the other self-styled ‘BMA psychiatrists’ in north Wales with free advice in terms of how to have me framed and banged up without trial in a secure unit (see eg. posts ‘Gwlad y Menig Gwynion’ and ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’) but I was told by Vincent Marks et al in Surrey after a year that there was no more funding for my post to continue. It was only a few months ago that I discovered that while I was still working at Surrey, my data was given to Nicola Curtin at Newcastle-upon-Tyne University, who published it under her name without my knowledge (see previous posts). Curtin’s funding did continue – partly as a result of my work – and Curtin is now Professor Nicola Curtin. Curtin was not part of our team at Surrey nor one of our research partners and I had never heard of her until I found that paper with my name on it along with hers, some months ago.

In the 1970s, Robin Weiss worked for the Imperial Cancer Research Fund. The ICRF were also involved with the research fraud starring Peter Macguire which ended in the death of Tim McElwain.

Readers might also remember that other laughable bit of cancer research conducted by Dafydd’s mates at Ysbyty Gwynedd and UCNW and published in the ‘British Journal of Cancer’ in Dec 1990, which was hailed as a scientific first in the world’s media but had to be quietly forgotten about days later, when it was pointed out that the research was flawed (see post ‘They Think It’s All Over – It Is Now’). Deeply flawed – it was based on a control sample of three and one of the controls did not have the illness under investigation. It is worth noting here that the published paper stated that it had originally been submitted to the journal in 1988 but was returned for redrafting. As I explained in previous posts, Dafydd’s gang were in desperate need of good PR in 1987-88, so it is quite possible that they did decide to construct themselves as World Leading Cancer Researchers at that time. However, Dec 1990 was a very busy month for Dafydd and the gang. I had just about been forced out of my job at St George’s Hospital Medical School – I now know as a result of me refusing to keep quiet about Dafydd et al – and in Dec 1990 Drs Tony and Sadie Francis tried to have me imprisoned on the basis of their perjury.

That article in the ‘British Journal of Cancer’ appeared at a very convenient time for Dafydd and the paedophile gang. Everyone involved was so dishonest that it wouldn’t be beyond probability if that paper had not been drafted in 1988 at all, but had been a quick effort timed to appear when I was marched off to the slammer and if I protested it would then have been my word against the word of World Leading Cancer Researchers. That would certainly explain why such a shoddy effort at fabricating research appeared to have escaped the attention of the peer reviewers who ‘advised on the redrafting’.

It was around 1990 that fireworks began to go off in the School of Social Sciences as well, which resulted in a hate campaign against a senior sociologist and an article in ‘The Guardian’ falsely accusing him of discriminating against Welsh people when making appointing staff (see previous posts eg. ‘Badlands’). The whole thing was cooked up by Dafydd’s gang as a distraction in the wake of the North Wales Police beginning their investigation into the possibility of a VIP paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire.

 

Who was Editor-in-Chief of the British Journal of Cancer until 2005? Robin Weiss. His successor, A. L. Harris, stated that Weiss showed “clear vision in developing the British Journal of Cancer into [a] multidisciplinary journal with a focus on research that aims to deliver benefits to cancer patients.” Presumably by publishing crap written by the colleagues of a gang of traffickers. Who is A.L. Harris? None other than Professor Adrian Harris of Oxford University, who was mates with Vincent Marks et al at Surrey and unlike Nicola Curtin, was one of the partners on the project that I was working on (see previous posts).

The ‘British Journal of Cancer’ might well have a vested interest in publishing crap written by people who have been involved in research frauds funded by the Cancer Research Campaign; the journal was owned by the CRC (now known as CR UK).

For details of more fraudulent research conducted by people funded by/associated with the CRC and CR UK, see previous posts eg. ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’.

San and Tray’s friend Baz:

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San and Tray and Professor Robin Weiss:

 

A few Interesting Facts:

My immediate boss at Surrey, Dr Wynne Aherne, came from the Carmarthen area and in 1988 still had friends and family there. One of my colleagues at Surrey, Wynne’s friend, was Anthea Hardcastle, who was originally Anthea Jones and came from Cricieth. Anthea also had friends and family still in north Wales and two of her closest friends was at that time was the Principal Biochemist at Ysbyty Gwynedd and his wife 

Tony Francis knew the Windbag, who in 1988 still had delusions that he was going to be the next PM, despite this scene in June 1987:

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Although traditionally there were plenty of Tory Top Doctors, by 1988 the Top Docs generally and of course the BMA in particular had fallen out with the Tories big time (Ken Clarke believed that John Marks was ‘very left wing’), as a result of Thatcher’s contempt and hostility towards the professions and even more saliently because of the new management structure which Thatch was imposing on the NHS. In the late 1980s, Top Doctors were gravitating towards the SDP – Dr Death, who personally knew some of the facilitators of the trafficking ring in north Wales, was the big pulling factor – or, particularly in Wales, the Labour Party. I never saw much evidence of any great commitment to socialism on the part of the majority of Top Doctors, but they did know that the Windbag would do whatever they told him, in the way that the BMA love Mark Drakeford because he takes orders from Top Doctors and gives them money when they ask for it. A case of a well-heeled Oliver (Brooke) who wants some more. The Labour Party has always enjoyed support from the Socialist Health Association and the Top Doctors who have doubled up as Labour MPs are usually members of this organisation.

Could the Windbag let us know if he has any info about this mass outbreak of research fraud in the late 1980s/1990 on the part of associates of Dafydd and the gang who also had links with people who worked with me?

 

Robin Weiss is now described as a molecular biologist, but his first degree was in Zoology from UCL in 1961 and then he was awarded his PhD in 1969. So Weiss could well have known some of the Zoologists at, or associated with, UCNW during the years that Dafydd’s gang ran UCNW.

In the 1970s, Weiss spent some time working with Peter K Vogt in the USA. Vogt discovered oncogenes that play important roles in human cancers and has has received numerous awards, including the Bristol-Myers Squibb Award (1989), the Charles S. Mott Prize (1991), the Szent-Gyorgyi Prize for Progress in Cancer Research (2010), the Pezcoller Foundation-AACR International Award for Cancer Research (2013), the IHV Lifetime Achievement Award for Scientific Contributions (2016) and the AICF Prize for Scientific Excellence in Medicine (2017). Vogt has been elected to several academies, including the National Academy of Sciences USA, the American Philosophical Society, the American Academy of Arts and Sciences, the German National Academy of Arts and Sciences Leopoldina and the American Academy of Microbiology. Vogt has served on several scientific advisory and editorial boards, e.g., the National Foundation for Cancer Research and the Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences, USA (since 2000). 

 

In 1977, Robin Weiss was elected a member of the European Molecular Biology Organisation. In 1997, the year that the Waterhouse Inquiry began, Weiss became a Fellow of the Royal Society. Robin Weiss returned to work at UCL in 1999 and in the same year became an Honorary Fellow of the Royal College of Physicians. In November 2001, the Royal Netherlands Academy of Arts and Sciences awarded Weiss the M. W. Beijerinck Prize for Virology, noting especially his work on retroviruses. In the same year, Weiss delivered the Leeuwenhoek lecture. Weiss was elected to the American Philosophical Society in 2018.

Professor Weiss has pioneered aspects of our understanding of HIV and AIDS, particularly on the identification of CD4 as the HIV receptor and on the analysis of neutralizing antibodies. He has also conducted research on AIDS-associated malignancies and on pig viruses in relation to xenotransplantation. He has been President of the British Association for Cancer Research and he is currently President of the Society for General Microbiology.

In 2007 Professor Weiss was awarded the prestigious Ernst Chain Award by Imperial College, in recognition of his pioneering work on HIV/AIDS. Robin Weiss is currently leading a $25 million international research consortium, funded by the Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation, in HIV vaccine discovery.

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An interview with Robin Weiss which shed further light on his greatness can be found on the i-Sense EPSRC IRC Early-Warning Sensing Systems for Infectious Disease website. i-Sense started in October 2013 as a five-year, £11 million Interdisciplinary Research Collaboration (IRC), funded by the Engineering and Physical Sciences Research Council (EPSRC). i-Sense describes its objective as ‘to build a new generation of digital sensing systems to identify and prevent outbreaks of infectious disease and antimicrobial resistance, much earlier than ever before. Early detection and accurate diagnosis is key to helping patients gain faster access to care and protecting populations from disease. Our mission strongly aligns to the United Nation’s Sustainable Development Goals and the Global Challenge Research Fund. We work in partnership with end users in low and middle-income countries, to build innovative digital technologies that meet their needs.’

The i-Sense website states that:

‘Professor Robin Weiss is a leading researcher whose discoveries transformed our understanding of HIV during its early years in the 1980s. This work paved the way for changes in HIV testing and treatment that saved lives. Robin has been a key collaborator and mentor of i-sense researchers working on the development of HIV diagnostics. During this interview, Robin shares with us his remarkable career spanning 50 years; working on various retroviruses before applying his vast knowledge to HIV, and how his research is now being applied across several pathogenic infectious diseases like Ebola. Robin reminds us how far we’ve come, but also the obstacles we still face, in reaching the ultimate goal of eradicating HIV and AIDS.’

According to Robin: ‘I have spent almost all of my research career working with retroviruses, particularly HIV. For the first 18 years, I was working with retroviruses that cause cancer in chickens, and then in 1980, the first human retrovirus was discovered by Robert Gallo in the US, which causes a form of leukaemia. It was then that I switched to human retroviruses and a few years later HIV was discovered.

At the time of the HIV discovery, I was Director of the Institute of Cancer Research (ICR) and we were one of the few labs in the UK with genuine expertise in retroviruses. We dived right in, were able to obtain the virus in 1984, and found we could grow it to high titre. With Richard Tedder, clinical virologist at UCL, we developed the first really good diagnostic test. This test detected antibodies produced by the body in reaction to the virus. It was based on a radio-immunoassay and was converted into the then novel ELISA method. The test went into blood donor screening in 1985, across most countries in the British Commonwealth.

Radioimmunoassay was the specialism of the team led by Vincent Marks at the University of Surrey. Wynne Aherne in particular developed radio-immunoassays for many purposes; my job at Surrey was developing a radioimmunoassay. I don’t know Robin Weiss, but I do remember a woman who worked in Vincent Marks’s team in 1988 who was working on HIV. Because Thatcher’s Gov’t – and the Top Docs – were in such a panic over HIV/AIDS and it was known that it was going to devastate some African nations, Thatch’s Gov’t had ordered everyone working on HIV to co-ordinate and work WITH each other, not AGAINST each other, which is what so often happens in science. The woman at Surrey used to rave about how great it was that funding was secure and that people therefore shared their results with each other and that collaboration was the order of the day. The only dissenter was an Australian scientists who pissed everyone off by claiming that HIV did not cause AIDS and he offered to inject himself with HIV to demonstrate this.

Robin Weiss will have known that researcher at Surrey and although collaboration was allegedly the order of the day, because Weiss was the senior researcher, he will have been credited with being the Man Who Discovered Things. So Weiss knew Vincent Marks et al who, at least by 1988, were concealing the crimes of Dafydd et al in north Wales…

The i-Sense interview with Weiss continues:

also in 1985 – You made an even bigger scientific discovery that same year, one that many feel is one of the most significant breakthroughs in our understanding of HIV. Can you tell us a little more about it?

Yes, we identified the cell surface receptor that HIV uses to dock onto human cells, known as CD4. I think that’s what I’m best known for. In 1986, we published a paper reporting that while the CD4 antigen is a component of the HIV receptor, it was not sufficient by itself for the virus to enter cells; it needed an extra unknown factor. It took another 10 years before the second factor was identified as a chemokine co-receptor was discovered by Ed Berger at NIH. With hindsight, our predictions were quite smart!’

In 1986, I was still a postgrad at the Royal Postgraduate Medical School/Hammersmith Hospital; Dafydd et al were busy sticking the knife into me via their contacts there, but I didn’t realise that at the time. I did however find out about a great deal of wrongdoing and questionable research (see posts eg. ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’ and ‘I Don’t Believe It!’). So whatever Weiss published in 1986 won’t have been anything to do with me being a witness to Dafydd et al’s crimes. But Weiss didn’t actually set the world on fire in 1986; Weiss claims to have PREDICTED something that somebody else discovered 10 years later; then claims the credit for being Mystic Meg. Weiss and the bodies for which he was working and which funded him had in the meantime been exposed as frauds and liars. A member of the team had even committed suicide – at least that’s what his death had been attributed to – as a result of the disgrace. Can we believe anything that was said by Weiss et al, especially predictions of discoveries made by other people ten years later? It’s not as if anyone was going to contradict Weiss over these claims; he was riding high by then, had a Chair at UCL and Waterhouse was on the horizon, no-one was going to rock that boat, no matter how pissed off with him they might have been. Up in north Wales, Dafydd, Tony Francis et al were in the final stages of yet another more plan to fit me up and lock me up.

 

A pioneering breakthrough and very ahead of its time! How was it you came to discover this?

Our retrovirus lab collaborated with a very good immunology lab at UCL led by Peter Beverley and he had all the monoclonal antibodies known in 1984 to T-cell surface antigens that we needed. We screened all 160 of them all blind and picked out 14 that blocked HIV infection.  When we deciphered the code each of those 14 was an anti-CD4 antibody –  a clear-cut result!

What was it like in the early days of HIV research?

It was exciting and a little bit frightening! We didn’t know how to handle this virus in the lab. Every six weeks we would screen everyone in the lab with our provisional diagnostic test as we didn’t want to become infected or give it to our partners; it was always a nervous day when the results came out. We couldn’t send it off or receive results anonymously – there were only five of us and we were the only ones with the test.’

I remember it well. No-one knew anything about HIV, everyone was equally in the dark and many researchers refused to work with the virus such was the anxiety. So Weiss and his four colleagues were the only ones who knew what was going on in their lab…

‘Yet scientifically it was exciting. The CD4 discovery came quickly, the following year we published on neutralising antibodies (ones that block infection) and proved that although people living with HIV showed high levels of antibodies, they only have very low levels of protective antibodies, which was very different to other human retroviruses we knew about. This still remains a major challenge in vaccine development.

There was also a lot of fear and we had a role in trying to inform behavioural understanding. As some of the only spokespeople in the UK for HIV, we received a lot of queries.’ 

Told you so. Robin Weiss was the word of God. There was no-one to question him or his results.

‘My most recent work before my lab closed a few years ago was applying all the work I had learned about HIV envelopes to other viruses: Rabies, SARS, H5N1 influenza, and two of my former postdocs have done this with Ebola. It is useful for high throughput and because the pseudotypes themselves do not require high containment.’

Weiss could churn them out…

‘This might be quite difficult to pin down, but what for you has been your greatest accomplishment?

For me, my biggest discovery was actually one I made when I was still a PhD student at UCL, when I was able to deduce that some retroviruses are inherited in as viral genomes integrated into host chromosomal DNA. Now we know that ~8% of the human genome derives from ‘fossil’ retroviruses. I was the first to see this and it was my first ever virus paper published in 1967, so last year we celebrated 50 years since this discovery! Working together with a chicken geneticist, Jim Payne, we later proved through crosses between two breeds of chicken that the endogenous retroviruses are inherited as individual Mendelian loci.’

So for some reason Weiss is not credited with earth-shattering breakthroughs with HIV.

 

Robin Weiss’s family show the same pattern of inheritance as Colin Blakemore offspring in that Weiss’s children have inherited the gene for being Famous Scientists as well.

‘For example, during the Ebola epidemic my daughter, who is an epidemiologist at the London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine, went to Sierra Leone where people were doing contact tracing with bits of paper to try and track who was likely to develop the virus. She went there and converted this process to mobile phones’.

That will be the London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine who offered me a place to do an MSc in Medical Microbiology which was suddenly, inexplicably and unlawfully withdrawn after Dr D.G.E. Wood found out about the offer. Wood had contacts at the LSHTM. See previous posts. It was the withdrawal of the place at the LSHTM that was the reason why I did the MSc at Hammersmith instead. The traffickers of north Wales didn’t know that I had that place, so they couldn’t throw a spanner in the works until they found out that I was actually on the course. So while I was on the course, Dafydd had me unlawfully arrested and imprisoned.

 

Robin Weiss is a devoted dad and granddad:

‘Without a doubt, my most rewarding role has been acting as a mentor to young scientists. I am very proud of my scientific children and grandchildren, so to speak. To see young scientists come up and do well is a great feeling.’

Particularly when they’re members of your own family Robin!

Robin continues:

‘I was Director of the Institute of Cancer Research in London, with 600+ employees for 10 years. I think I did a pretty good job, so that is also satisfying.’

600+ employees. Involved in research fraud. Their careers all continued in spite of the 1990 scandal which led to the death of Tim McElwain. Terrifying isn’t it.

The scandal didn’t hold Robin back:

Since retiring from laboratory research, I’ve served on international advisory committees, such as the chairing the International AIDS Vaccine Initiative and being a founder member on the Board of the new Africa Health Research Institute (AHRI). While I still possess my mental marbles it’s rewarding to be able to offer advice and expertise on research and management, especially in Africa, where TB and HIV epidemics are most alarming. Currently, I advise the Indian HIV Translational Antibody Research laboratory and I’m a member of the Nuffield Council on Bioethics. Not least, I enjoy being affiliated to i-Sense owing to my expertise on llama single-chain antibodies, sometimes called nanobodies.’

Ralph Oxley, one of the lecturers in the Dept of Plant Biology at UCNW who was a colleague of D.G.E. Wood’s wife Chris Wood and who was married to Isobel Hargreaves, a Gwynedd social worker who worked with Dafydd’s gang, kept llamas. This lot are so bloody incestuous that I wouldn’t be surprised if Ralph and Isobel supplied the llamas for Weiss’s research. Ralph and Isobel kept their llamas at their home in Tregarth which also doubled up as a tourist attraction called ‘The Joys of Life’. There were lots of fascinating anecdotes circulating about life chez Oxley. On one occasion Isobel got so angry when the alarm clock woke her up that she threw it through the window. The Oxleys also became famous for having their electricity disconnected because they didn’t pay the bill and the llamas caused much complaint because they spat at people. None of these matters constituted serious offences and I take a liberal view of such chaos, but had one of Isobel’s Empowered Service User clients (many of whom were destitute) been the subject of such tales, it would have been documented everywhere that they were ‘chaotic and personality disordered’. Ralph and Isobel however, being in receipt of two salaries which at the time made them affluent by Gwynedd standards, were just pleasantly eccentric.

The Oxleys eventually moved to Menai Bridge and Ralph died of a heart attack some years ago. I presume that this was not yet another suspicious death, although Ralph was Someone Who Knew who pegged out just as Operational Pallial was launched and when it was clear that a Review of the Waterhouse Inquiry would be taking place. Everyone was very sad because the Oxleys were ready for a glorious retirement, having purchased a castle in Spain which they were renovating.

Incredible isn’t it. Everyone who worked with that gang did really, really well for themselves even in the face of extreme fuckwittery. Which for Ralph began when he was young. The reason that Ralph didn’t have a PhD was because he left his thesis on a bus before the viva and he didn’t have a second copy. Not that it ever held him back…

 

The i-Sense website is emblazoned with the logos of the i-Sense partnership: EPSRC; UCL; Imperial College; London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine; Newcastle University; University of Surrey; and Public Health England. That’s the Public Health England which have just persuaded Theresa May’s Gov’t to add folic acid to all the flour for consumption in the UK on the basis of some not overwhelmingly convincing evidence (see comments following my post ‘Slaves, Perfect Slaves’).

Other bodies which the i-Sense website boasts that i-Sense works with are:

Academic partners: London Centre for Nanotechnology; UVRI (Uganda Virus Research Institute); IDH 5G innovation centre. Clinical partners: NHS; National Institute for Health Research; AHRI (Africa Health Research Institute); UCL Partners; Avacta; Bloomsbury Research Institute; Newcastle-upon-Tyne NHS Foundation Trust; Farr (The Farr Institute of Health Informatics Research); flusurvey.org.uk. Industry partners: Google; microsoft; mologic; BD; FIND; OJBIO; Telefonica; TwistDx; Cambridge Life Sciences; microdrop technologies; Cepheid.

 

I am not the only person who is less than convinced by the claims of Robin Weiss. There is an extensive account available on the web, denouncing Weiss as ‘Professor of Virology, Doctor of Spin’, which is ‘Edward Hooper’s response to Robin Weiss’s “Concluding remarks” at the 2001 Lincei conference on “Origin of HIV and Emerging Persistent Viruses”. It is explained that ‘This article is part of a collection of material on Polio vaccines and the origins of AIDS which in turn is part of Brian Martin’s website on suppression of dissent’ and ‘In his concluding speech at the Lincei conference of September 2001, later published under the title ‘Emerging Persistent Infections: Family Heirlooms and New Acquisitions’ [Weiss, 2003], Professor Robin Weiss devoted a section to the origins of AIDS debate. However, like his other interventions in this debate at the Royal Society conference on “Origins of HIV and the AIDS epidemic” and in the pages of Nature, this paper contained many observations that were flawed, misleading, or simply untrue.’

After this introduction, there follows a complete destruction of some of Robin Weiss’s work.

 

Robin Weiss mentions in his interview that two of his colleagues who were part of the Story Of HIV were Richard Tedder and Peter Beverly.

Richard Tedder was Head of the Department of Virology at the UCL Medical School and he now works as virologist at Public Health England.

Richard Tedder is the youngest son of Marshal of the Royal Air Force, Lord Arthur Tedder.

Arthur Tedder was a pilot and squadron commander in the Royal Flying Corps in WWI and he went on to serve as a senior officer in the RAF during the inter-war years when he served in Turkey, Great Britain and the Far East.

At the outbreak of WWII in 1939, Tedder’s department was transferred to the newly created Ministry of Aircraft Production, but Tedder was unable to form a good working relationship with the Minister, Lord Beaverbrook and consequently with PM Churchill; on 29 November 1940, Tedder became Deputy Air Officer Commanding in Chief, RAF Middle East Command with the acting rank of Air Marshal. Tedder directed air operations in the Mediterranean and North Africa, including the evacuation of Crete and Operation Crusader in North Africa. His bombing tactics became known as the “Tedder Carpet”. Later in the war Tedder took command of Mediterranean Air Command and in that role was closely involved in the planning of the Allied invasion of Sicily and then the Allied invasion of Italy. When Operation Overlord  – the invasion of France -came to be planned, Tedder was appointed Deputy Supreme Commander at Supreme HQ Allied Expeditionary Force under General Eisenhower.

However Tedder developed an antipathy towards the British General Montgomery and during the Battle of Normandy and later, he was a critic of Montgomery’s performance and advocated Montgomery’s removal from command. In the last year of the war, Tedder was sent to the Soviet Union to seek assistance as the Western Front came under pressure during the Battle of the Bulge. When the unconditional surrender of the Germans came in May 1945 Tedder signed on behalf of General Eisenhower. He was promoted to the substantive rank of Air Chief Marshal on 6 June 1945. Tedder was awarded the Soviet Order of Kutuzov (1st class) on 28 August 1945 and promoted to Marshal of the Royal Air Force on 12 September 1945.

Arthur Tedder (centre) at the ceremony of the German unconditional surrender (May 1945). Standing is Soviet Marshal Zhukov reading the act of the surrender.
I was about 10 yrs old when I realised that parts of the history of WWII were politely not discussed any longer. I discovered this when I read an old book for children that I found in my grandpa’s house called ‘The Empire Youth Annual’ which had been published after WWII to ‘celebrate victory’; grandpa had purchased a copy for my father and uncle. There were a series of photos inside of ‘The Heroes Who Helped Us Win The War’, one photo of which was of course of Stalin. Who was a very popular man in Britain immediately after WWII.
Tedder’s ally Jolly Joe Stalin:
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Tedder took over from as Chief of the Air Staff on 1 January 1946. In that role he advocated increased recruiting in the face of many airmen leaving the service, doubled the size of Fighter Command and implemented arrangements for the Berlin Airlift in 1948.
Tedder was granted a peerage as Baron Tedder of Glenguin on 8 February 1946 and received the American Distinguished Service Medal on 14 June 1946. He become Chairman, British Joint Services Mission in Washington in January 1950 before retiring in May 1951. In 1951 Tedder accepted an invitation to Chair the Royal Commission on University Education in Dundee which ultimately led to the creation of the Queen’s College Dundee as a college of the University of St Andrews. Tedder’s son John, Richard’s brother, would later be a Professor at both the University of Dundee (as Queen’s College eventually became) and at St Andrews.
Dafydd’s mate/umbrella/partner-in-crime Professor Robert Bluglass (see previous posts) studied medicine at St Andrews, remained part of its alumni network and will have known Prof – later Lord – John Tedder and probably knew the other Tedders as well, Bluglass being someone who shamelessly ingratiated himself to useful people.

Lord Arthur Tedder served as Chancellor of the University of Cambridge, 1950-67. His election to that office was after a huge scrap and much bad feeling. Tedder was considered to be the ‘establishment candidate’ and a group of others entitled to vote – including Bertrand Russell, R.A.B. Butler, E.M. Forster and Lord Louis Mountbatten – supported the name put forward by another group of dons, Pandit Nehru, then India’s PM. The atmosphere became so unpleasant that eventually Nehru asked to be nominated. In the end, just under 200 people voted, during drizzling rain. After half an hour of voting, the Senior Proctor announced that Tedder had been duly elected, without giving any figures. Who knows, around the back of the sheds there could have been a litter bin with the contents smouldering away…

Lord Tedder also served as Chairman of the Standard Motor Company, 1954-60 and as Vice-Chairman of the Board of Governors of the BBC.

 

Arthur Tedder’s seniority and activities during WWII meant that he undoubtedly knew about the shenanigans in High Places, including Royal Places, described in my post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’. Tedder would also have known people like Admiral Sir Alec Bingley, who was also party to those shenanigans and who’s wife Lady Juliet and son William spent the rest of their careers in MIND – and in William’s case as Chief Exec of the Mental Health Act Commission as well – concealing those shenanigans and on into the next generation re Those Who Knew ie. Dafydd et al. The fact that Tedder fell out with people like Churchill and Montgomery and lived to fight another day and pick up a peerage as well suggests that he was wielding a great deal of power over the highest levels of Gov’t and the Military for some reason…

No wonder Cambridge University had to ensure that Tedder became Chancellor.

Arthur Tedder died in 1967. So he was around long enough to help Dafydd early in his career as well as Gwynne the lobotomist. After that of course Arthur Tedder’s sons were there to keep the flag flying…

 

One of the best ever cartoon strips in ‘Private Eye’ was ‘Battle for Britain’, part of their ‘War Picture Library’ collection. It was a satirical presentation of the struggles of the Labour Party opposition led by the Windbag against the Tory Gov’t led by Thatch.

 

In a tank Herr Thatchler leads the charge; Jock Steel and Doc “Killer” Owen are helplessly entrenched; and “Fatty” Heffer looks cynically on as “Taffy” Kinnock leads the retreat.

 

 

Arthur Tedder’s youngest son Richard Tedder was educated at Dauntsey’s School, Cambridge University and the Middlesex Hospital. Tedder was Research Assistant to Professor Richard Harrison at the London Hospital Medical School and then worked with Dr J. D. H. Slater at the Middlesex Hospital, 1973-74. Following that, Tedder worked with Sir Anthony Grabham at Kettering General Hospital for a year. Tony Grabham was one of the Top Doctors leaders whom Ken Clarke did battle with and loathed when Clarke was in the DoH. Well Ken, Brown and I and a few others had evidence which could have jailed some of the BMA bastards but you were prioritising Sir Peter Morrison’s career and liberty weren’t you.

Grabham was a surgeon and a British Army officer, who was active in medical politics. He was Chairman of the BMA in the late 1970s to early 1980s and was a member of the GMC for twenty years.

Grabham was born in 1930 in Newcastle-upon-Tyne and his father was a police inspector. Born into the heart of those who concealed the longstanding abuse gang in the north east who had strong links with Dafydd et al by the late 1960s then…

Grabham qualified from the Royal Victoria Infirmary, Newcastle-upon-Tyne, so he will have known Dafydd’s other big mate, the Bastard of Newcastle, Lord John Walton, who also cluttered up the BMA and GMC during the 1980s (see previous posts).

In 1954, Grabham served with the RAMC, 1954-56 and was then transferred to the TA. He ended his military service in 1957. Grabham wrote on medico-politics for the BMJ.  

Grabham was given a K in the New Years Honours of 1988. That will have been some sort of reward for keeping the lid on the heap of dung which was Dafydd et al in north Wales; in 1988, Dafydd and Tony Francis’s mates were in the middle of those research frauds with the CRC and ICRF…

Grabham’s 2015 obituary – yes, he was here until recently, nailing lids firmly shut – in the Indie told us a few interesting things:

Frustrated at the BMA’s poor performance, Grabham decided to do something about it. He was elected Chairman of the Central Committee for Hospital Medical Services in 1975, the Council of the BMA in 1979 and the Joint Consultants Committee (JCC) in 1984. The JCC is made up of representatives of the BMA and the Medical Royal Colleges and negotiates with the Government on all hospital matters, except pay and terms and conditions of service. The committee had always been chaired by someone from the royal colleges; Grabham was the first BMA person to fill the role.’

The JCC also appointed the ‘Independent’ Top Doctors who Chaired Professional Reviews in the wake of serious NHS complaints. It was the JCC who appointed Dafydd’s mate Bluglass and the also fully-on-board-with Dafydd Dr Colin Berry as ‘Independent’ opinions to investigate my complaint about Dafydd et al in 1989 (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’). Thanks Grabham!

 

A major highlight of his career came in 1975. Harold Wilson’s government published a consultative document on the separation of private practice from the NHS. The BMA described this as “perhaps the greatest threat to the independence of the medical profession since the controversy associated with the introduction of the NHS 30 years ago.”

But their hearts lie with the NHS!

Grabham helped to put together an alliance of the BMA and 15 other medical and dental organisations. They hired Lord Goodman, who arranged a meeting with the Prime Minister.

Lord Arnold Goodman was Harold Wilson’s solicitor. Goodman was widely suspected of being a crook. Lord Goodman represented Jeremy Thorpe for the first part of Thorpe’s case when Thorpe was charged with incitement to murder Norman Scott (see previous posts). So Grabham went straight to the top for help to fight his corner then.

Lord Goodman advised that although Grabham was the junior member of the alliance only he should speak at the meeting. A compromise, known as the Goodman proposals, was reached: private beds would not be phased out of NHS hospitals where there were no adequate private facilities close by. Threatened sanctions and industrial action were averted.

Barbara Castle said that negotiating with Grabham was like being “shot at with silver bullets” and that, although he was greedy and arrogant, he was “the best negotiator I have ever dealt with and a huge force in committee meetings.” In her diary she wrote. “Grabham made all the running. He is by far the ablest (and toughest) negotiator they have got.”

Babs meant that Grabham had the shit on all of them and made it clear that he would use it. Brave Battling Babs the Flame Haired Fearless Socialist didn’t grab Grabham by the knackers and say ‘do your jobs you callous pompous bastards’ because there was that little matter of George Thomas… and Greville… and so many more… And of course Babs Who Hated Private Medicine had Gone Private herself for her fertility treatment and what would have happened to Babs’s credibility if anyone had found out about that?

When they sat next to each other at a dinner 10 years later she said, “You’re the Tony Grabham?” When he agreed that he was, she retorted, “You were a bugger.”

I’d have kneed him in the groin so hard that he’d have needed the assistance of his colleagues.

Barbara Castle was not the only minister to cross swords with Grabham. When the Conservative government planned to radically reform the NHS in 1990 some members of the House of Lords feared the reforms might harm patient care. So the Health Secretary, Kenneth Clarke, set up the Clinical Standards Advisory Group to explore alternatives, but he specified that the group should not include the BMA, particularly the JCC chairman, whom he regarded as “one of the cleverest and most difficult negotiator he had ever come across.” But the President of the Royal College of Surgeons, Sir Terence English, refused to take part unless the BMA was involved.’

It just goes on and on doesn’t it. Stupid vain politicians who are so compromised that they are repeatedly blackmailed by greedy equally compromised Top Doctors in a battle of who blinks first. The politicians know what the ultimate manoeuvre will be: a Top Doctors’ strike and in the events of the first patient to die, the Gov’t will fall. So a criminal gang ran north Wales unhindered.

A second highlight came in 1979 when Grabham was persuaded by leading general practitioners to stand as chairman of the BMA council against the incumbent, James Cameron, another general practitioner. He won at a time when the membership of the association had fallen to about 50 per cent of British doctors.’

Even the other Top Doctors were sick of the grandiose old masons who were running medicine and bullying the junior doctors into the ground. In 1978, Dafydd Wigley had asked Shirl, Callaghan’s Education Secretary, to hold a Public Inquiry into Sir Charles Evans’s management of UCNW, such was the havoc. There was no Inquiry, which I think was just as well for Dafydd Wigley’s sake actually, because everyone knew what the problem was: Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and the gang, whom no-one would reign in. See previous posts eg. ‘Slaves, Perfect Slaves’. In 1979, Dafydd had Mary Wynch unlawfully arrested and imprisoned in Risley Remand Centre and then in Denbigh. Grabham said and did nothing. He just took over the BMA.

Under his leadership the BMA introduced regional services and industrial relations officers to help doctors in their disputes with employers. Membership increased to 75-80 per cent of doctors, and the largest increase in membership of the association came while Grabham was council chairman.

So the decent Top Docs who were becoming disillusioned and concerned were sunk and outnumbered by the greedy bastards encouraged by Grabham.

He illustrated his financial acumen by starting BMA Services, which helped members with their financial affairs. This tied in members, who lost the services if they resigned. BMA Services was eventually sold for £500m. He was a business leader manqué.

But our hearts are with the NHS! All we are concerned about is patient care… Ooh I was a young doctor before the advent of the NHS and I remember Typhoid Mary well… And Florence Nightingale… Do you know my nephew Ed, he wants to be PM…

Grabham was a member of the General Medical Council for 20 years, running twice unsuccessfully for President.

So Grabham was one of those batting all the complaints about Dafydd re sexual impropriety, illegal imprisonment and patient deaths into the long grass. An even bigger bastard will have been elected President.

In 1993 he became Chairman of the journal committee of the BMJ Publishing Group. Thanks in part to his business knowledge the group’s turnover rose from £12m in 1991 to £55m in 2004.

But our hearts are with the NHS! (shurely shome mistake – Ed)

In 2002 he was elected president of the BMA. In his presidential address he said that he was “a child of the NHS”, but criticised the service’s chronic underfunding.

I told you – Typhoid Mary, Florence etc etc, he remembered it well. The only problem all those centuries later was that the Top Docs didn’t have enough money, despite those figures quoted in previous paragraphs. In 2002, Miranda was PM and Miranda was known for throwing billions at the Top Doctors in return for complete suppression of whistleblowers eg. Mid-Staffs, North Wales…

He said that a third of the NHS was of the highest quality, a third reasonably good, and a third verging on Third World medicine.

Thanks to Dafydd et al receiving complete protection from Tony Grabham and his mates…

Although he knew that it was against BMA policy he suggested looking at other healthcare systems rather than relying on a tax-based healthcare system.

But our hearts are in the NHS!

Grabham loved foreign travel, particularly to Egypt and the Caribbean. He was interested in antiques and enjoyed good food.

Somehow I thought that he would. Empowered Service Users lived rough, even some in Bethesda, let alone in big metropolitan centres.

Some colleagues and opponents found him arrogant and ruthless,

Never???

but he was always polite and dignified.

So was Bluglass actually, but just look at what he was doing…

He and his wife, Pam, who was a staunch supporter throughout his medical and political careers, were kind and thoughtful.

Bless!

Their first child, Sarah, who has Down’s Syndrome, always came first when they were making travel or social arrangements.

Yes, Grabham will have looked after his own. While thousands of other Down’s syndrome people were systematically neglected by the NHS, resulting in them having an average life-span some 25 years shorter than other people. In Bryn-y-Neuadd, Gwynedd, people like Grabham’s daughter were Helped To Explore Their Sexual Needs and Supported In Their Sexual Relationships by Dafydd’s colleagues…

‘Even after he developed spindle cell sarcoma last year they found time to send me flowers after I had had an operation.’

Grabham bothered to sent flowers to the writer of this obituary (Linda Beecham) because she was worth knowing. I’d like to have seen the details of his flowers orders; I can predict who will have been on the receiving end of those flowers.

 

Now here’s a few extracts from Grabham’s Torygraph obit:

‘The Association was then at a low ebb, almost moribund in the view of some doctors. Its image was still bruised by its opposition to the introduction of the NHS, and many doctors saw its only priority as increasing the pay of GPs. One senior physician was heard to remark: “The BMA is just about one four letter word: CASH.” As a result only about half of doctors belonged to the organisation and hospital doctors were obviously discontented. The Association’s problems were compounded by demoralised staff and a lacklustre team of chief officers.

Then, in 1979, the exception to this, Jim Cameron, the chairman of the BMA Council and a popular and successful GP negotiator, reneged on a promise to serve for only three years despite the fact that, given his age (74) and his preoccupation with general practice, many regarded him as unfit to continue. In a dramatic turn of events some GPs lobbied Grabham to oppose him and he was overwhelmingly successful in the subsequent election.

Fortunately Grabham’s start as chairman coincided with the election of new chief officer colleagues of a different calibre. The new-look Association began by concentrating on serving the whole of the profession as well as taking a public stance on scientific and ethical questions. As a result the membership of the BMA reached its highest level ever under Grabham’s chairmanship, while its image was polished by a revamped public relations department.

Some of the increase in membership may have reflected his introduction of BMA Services, an attractive scheme of benefits for members which Grabham copied from Canada. He became its director, as he did of Private Patients Plan, which the BMA adopted two years later.

Grabham retired from the BMA chairmanship in 1984 but his experience as a negotiator continued to serve him well in the final phase of his career. This included a year as president of the BMA and the chairmanship, from 1995, of the British Medical Journal Group, masterminding its transition into an independent body, though linked to the BMA. Its new status freed the BMJ of the need to report the humdrum detail of BMA activities and allowed it to enhance its reputation as a professional journal of international importance. The group itself developed electronic publication and expanded its range of specialty journals, with both financial turnover and profitability increasing to levels that justified Grabham’s hands-on approach.

Grabham’s devotion to his patients and his profession meant that he neglected to develop other interests, preferring instead to go for long holidays in the sun and buying bibelots after prolonged bargaining which could verge on the embarrassing. He always carried a hand lens to detect flaws with which he cajoled many a jeweller to slash the asking price .

He was a private man whose immediate courtesy and charm concealed the ambition and even ruthlessness in some of his political and business dealings. But his real nature came out in his deep devotion to his family.

 

A few extracts from the BMJ’s obit to shed yet more light on this misunderstood Top Doctor who was all heart:

Barbara Castle, who was secretary of state for health, was proposing to phase out private practice from NHS hospitals and change the consultant contract to favour full timers over part timers. Consultants opposed this strongly as they felt it betrayed the contract they’d agreed with Aneurin Bevan at the start of the NHS.

At the time Grabham was the chair of the Central Committee for Hospital Medical Services (CCHMS, the “consultants’ committee” of the BMA), and he put together a “grand alliance” of the BMA, the royal colleges, BUPA, and a member of the Hospital Consultants Association (HCA), a body that then threatened the BMA’s pre-eminence in representing consultants. For £20 000 (about £90 000 now) the alliance hired Lord Goodman, a friend of Wilson and the fixer of his day. He arranged a meeting of the group with Wilson and with a single phone call ensured an editorial supporting the consultants in a leading newspaper.

Goodman’s advice was that only Grabham speak in the meeting despite him being the most junior. Grabham expected Wilson to be a “rough diamond,” but he was dressed smartly and smoking a big cigar when the doctors arrived. Surrounded by older and grander men, including the presidents of the royal colleges, Grabham put the consultants’ case in what we can be sure was his clear, precise, polite, but firm manner. Wilson asked the then president of the Royal College of Surgeons what he thought, but, following Goodman’s advice, the president said that only Grabham would answer for the profession. The meeting was a success in that a compromise was found..’

Tony Grabham was given his knighthood for ‘his work in Chairing the JCC’. That 1988 knighthood. My complaint about Dafydd et al took so long to meander through the system and was subject to so many delays that although Bluglass didn’t perform the cover-up until the summer of 1989, my original complaint was made early in 1987. I have documentation demonstrating the numerous lies that were told to me, the number of documents that were forged/amended/post-dated etc. Tony Grabham was almost certainly still Chairing the JCC or very heavily influencing it when someone decided that Bluglass and Berry would need to be mobilised.

Grabham married, in 1960, Pamela Rudd, who survives him with their two sons and two daughters; two of his children are doctors.

Sir Anthony Grabham, born July 19 1930, died February 21 2015; 

A Truly Malignant Influence.

Surgeon who defeated Labour plans to abolish private hospital beds and led the BMA into an era of growth

Sir Anthony Grabham

 

BMA into an era of growth

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

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Dr John Anthony Grabham is listed as a Director of various companies including Surrey and Sussex Colorectal Ltd; Surrey and Sussex Consultant Partnership Ltd.

 

 

After his stint learning the ropes at the knee of Sir Anthony Grabham, Richard Tedder was appointed as Assistant Lecturer/Senior Registrar at the Middlesex Hospital Medical School, 1975-76. From 1977 to 1979 he was Wellcome Research Fellow at Middlesex in the Department of Medical Microbiology and a Lecturer in the same department, 1980-81. Tedder was appointed a Senior Lecturer at UCL Medical School in 1981; was Head of the Division of Virology, 1982-95, in 1991 being appointed Professor of Medical Virology. He became Head of the Department of Virology in 1995.

Tedder’s first published work was on Hep B, with later work on the diagnostic development and treatment of HIV and Hep C. He also has interests in chronic viral infections of the liver. Tedder is a consultant virologist to the National Blood Service and a member of several DoH, Royal College of Pathologists and Strategic Health Authorities working parties and groups in the fields of virology and pathology. 

Richard Tedder is also:

  • Honorary Consultant, Department of Microbiological Reagents, Public Health Laboratory Service, Colindale, 1981-
  • Short term external Consultant, Global Project on AIDS, World Health Organisation, Geneva, Switzerland, 1987-
  • Director of Virology Service, UCL Hospitals 1991 onwards
  • Honorary Consultant Microbiologist, North London Blood Transfusion Centre, Colindale, 1981 onwards
  • Department of Health Advisory Group on Hepatitis
  • Consultant Virologist to the National Blood Service, 1995 onwards
  • Head of Blood Borne Virus Unit at the Centre for Infections, Health Protection Agency, Colindale
  • Standing Advisory Committee on Transfusion Transmitted Infections
  • Advisory Committee on the Safety of Blood, Tissues and Organs (SaBTO)
  • Fellow of the Royal College of Physicians
  • Fellow of the Royal College of Pathologists and Council Member
  • Society for General Microbiology
  • European Association for the Study of the Liver
  • European Rapid Viral Diagnosis Group

 

Richard Tedder’s older brother, Lord John Tedder, spent 15 years lecturing in chemistry at Birmingham University and then was appointed to the Roscoe Chair in Chemistry at the University of Dundee. Tedder became Purdie Professor of Chemistry at St. Andrews University in 1969, and held the post until 1989. He then served as Emeritus Professor, 1989–94.

Bluglass was not only an alumni of St Andrews, but he held the Chair in Forensic Psychiatry at Birmingham University for many years as well.

Tedder succeeded his father as Baron Tedder and served in the Lords. Although he was apparently reluctant to perpetuate the title, he was persuaded by colleagues that the peerage system could benefit by the presence of a scientist and educator. He served on the House of Lords Committee on Hazardous Waste, and contributed to discussions in the House about matters of science and tertiary education. He was also honoured by his election to a Fellowship of the Royal Society of Edinburgh.

In 1981, Tedder became a founding member of the World Cultural Council.

One of Lord John Tedder’s ‘time-consuming and abiding interests’ was the development of the Open University. The OU was a Harold Wilson initiative, the development of which Harold left to Jennie Lee and Lord Arnold Goodman to play with. Many paedophiles’ friends of an earlier generation were involved with the OU in its early days (see previous posts).

 

Richard and John Tedder’s grandfather, Sir Arthur Tedder, spent a life in the financial service of the Crown. He was Chief Inspector from 1906 to 1911 of Customs and Excise and above all others was the official responsible for the organisation of the machinery of the first old-age pension scheme in the world. Working directly for both Asquith and Lloyd George as Chancellor, Sir Arthur Tedder was an imaginative innovator who became one of Lloyd George’s favourite senior officials. Arthur Tedder occupied the key post of Commissioner of Customs and Excise from the watershed budget of 1909 with its tax on property until the end of the WWI.

So famille Tedder have been telling people in Gov’t what to do for generations.

 

There is very little trace of Robin Wesiss’s colleague Peter Beverley on the internet, although Beverley’s name occasionally crops up here and there. He can be found on the ResearchGate website, listed as an Emeritus Professor at Imperial College. Here’s his mugshot:

 

Peter Beverley

 

Beverley’s qualifications indicate that he was a Top Doctor as well as a scientist. Beverley also gets a mention in the biography of Professor Mala Maini, Professor of Viral Immunology in the Division of Infection & Immunity, Faculty of Medical Sciences, UCL:

‘I am Professor of Viral Immunology in the Division of Infection and Immunity at University College London, also working as a Consultant Physician in a viral hepatitis clinic. My research has always been closely informed by the patients I see in my clinics and the samples they generously donate for our work.

I obtained my specialist medical accreditation in 1995 and my PhD, funded by an MRC Clinical Training Fellowship, in the lab of Peter Beverley (ICRF, London) in 1998. A unifying theme in my research training has been the T cell immunology of persistent viral infections in humans (from EBV to HIV and then HBV). Whilst funded by the Edward Jenner Institute to work on HIV-2, I joined forces with Antonio Bertoletti and became increasingly focused on HBV immunopathogenesis, starting my own group in this field in 2002. After an MRC/Academy of Medical Sciences Clinical Scientist Fellowship, I moved into a tenured position at UCL and a personal chair in 2009. In 2013 I obtained a Wellcome Trust Senior Investigator Award.

Other positions I currently hold:

  • Deputy Head of the Department of Immunology
  • Chair of the Athena Swan team, Division of Infection and Immunity
  • Deputy Post-graduate tutor, Division of Infection and Immunity
  • UCLP Theme Leader for Immunity/Immunotherapy of Chronic Infection
Research Themes
Cancer
Infection, Immunology & Inflammation
Personalised Medicine

 

 Research Summary
  • Our research programme is focused on dissecting the immune correlates of viral persistence and liver damage in order to allow the development of novel immunotherapeutic strategies for hepatitis B virus (HBV).
  • As well as being of great medical importance in its own right, HBV provides a useful model to provide insights into liver immunology, which has relevance for other hepatotropic infections and malignancies, liver transplantation and autoimmunity.
  • We have become fascinated by how the liver utilises multiple specialised cell types and pathways to maintain a uniquely tolerant immunological environment. Defining the mechanisms of hepatic tolerance is critical to understanding how three of the most prevalent and devastating human pathogens, HBV, hepatitis C virus and malaria, take advantage of this niche in which to replicate and/or persist.
  • We are also interested in how hepatic immune responses mediate and regulate the liver damage that drives fibrosis, ultimately leading to the complications of liver cirrhosis and hepatocellular carcinoma (HCC) that still kill an estimated 600,000 people a year with chronic HBV infection. This is of particular interest in patients co-infected with HBV and HIV who have ongoing high mortality from accelerated liver fibrosis.
  • Existing therapies are rarely able to cure HBV or complications like HCC so our goal is to develop tailored boosting of antiviral immunity. The rationale for this approach is based on the fact that many adults control HBV through their natural immune response without overwhelming liver damage. 
Teaching Summary

I have made substantial contributions to various teaching programmes over the years and have acquired extensive experience in teaching through seminars, interactive tutorials, and one on one in the lab or clinic. I have taught medical students and junior doctors, BSc and MSc students, nurses and physiotherapists, and post-graduates on an Advanced Immunology course. 
Currently I teach on the Immunology BSc and Virology BSc courses and supervise undergraduate and postgraduate students in the laboratory.

Academic Background
2009 FRCP Fellow of the Royal College of Physicians – Medicine Royal College of Physicians
1998 PhD Doctor of Philosophy – Immunology University of London
1991 MRCP Member of the Royal College of Physicians – Clinical Medicine Royal College of Physicians
1990 Dip. Diploma London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine
1986 MBBS Bachelor of Medicine/Bachelor of Surgery – Clinical Medicine University of London

 

Here’s Mala, who’s PhD was supervised by a cheat and a liar who remained silent even when one of his colleagues was found dead:

 

The Bloomberg website tells us that Peter Beverley ‘serves as Professor at Jenner Institute for Vaccine Research. Prof. Beverley served as head of the Imperial Cancer Research Fund’s Tumour Immunology until 1995. He served as Scientific Head of the Jenner Institute for Vaccine Research. His research interests include tumour immunology and the understanding of the memory T-cells of the immune system. He serves as Member of the Scientific Advisory Board at MNLpharma Ltd. Prof. Beverley has served on numerous UK Government research committees and has published over 150 scientific papers in the field of immunology.’

So Beverley held a senior role at ICRF, when the ICRF was one of the bodies at the centre of the 1990 research scandal which resulted in the death of Tim McElwain. Could that be the reason why Peter Beverley has largely disappeared from the internet? Furthermore, just look at the address provided for Beverley in his capacity as a Member of the Advisory Board for MNLpharma Ltd:

Corporate Headquarters

Plas Gogerddan
Aberystwyth, Dyfed SY23 3EBUnited Kingdom

Phone: 44 1970 823 201

Now there’s a surprise.

Plas Goggerdan is the address of IBERS (the Institute of Biological, Environmental and Rural Sciences) at Abersytwyth University.

It was claimed that:

MNLpharma (‘MNL’) is a private UK drug discovery and development company focused on the exploitation of imino sugar therapeutics for the prevention and treatment of disease. The company’s in-house programmes focus on cancer, and infectious diseases. MNLpharma has discovery and development programmes in the areas of immunomodulation and direct acting antivirals with a number of compounds showing promise against several key viral pathogens where effective treatments are currently lacking.

MNLpharma’s lead compound (MNLP462a) is an imino sugar immunomodulator which has demonstrated impressive protective and therapeutic effects in in vivo cancer models. As a broad spectrum immunotherapeutic MNLP462a is anticipated to be developed for use in a wide range of diseases including infection and as such has great commercial value and potential. This candidate will enter the clinic in 2006.

Whether that candidate did enter the clinic in 2006 or whether that was just another load of spin by some chancers with links to Dafydd et al I do not know.

In addition to imino sugars, the company has a unique chemistry platform of pure, novel, drug-like natural compounds called Phytopure. This collection is being exploited in a limited number of highly targeted collaborations. Whilst its own imino sugar therapeutics are being developed in-house, MNLpharma seeks to exploit Phytopure through a limited number of alliances with companies that are leaders in specific fields.

Phytopure wasn’t the only thing that was being exploited.

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

 

Phytopure led the the establishment of a company called PhytoQuest, also located at IBERS at Aberystwyth and which is very much still alive.

PhytoQuest’s website – which carries the logo of Aberystwyth University – tells us that PhytoQuest ‘owns science to innovate natural ingredients and compounds in the high-margin healthy-living products emerging from the convergence of food, pharmaceuticals, and cosmetics. PhytoQuest traces its history back to 1999 when Prof. Robert Nash founded MolecularNature Limited (MNL) as a spin-off of the UK’s Institute of Grassland and Environmental Research (IGER). In 2006, MNL was bought by Summit Plc and in 2009 an MBO allowed for the formation of PhytoQuest Ltd.

Director
Dr. Nash leads PhytoQuest and is a global leader in the field of phytochemistry. He spent the first decade of his post-doctoral work focused “on anti-viral agents with the Medical Research Council AIDS-Directed Programme” at King’s College London and the Royal Botanic Gardens, Kew. He then moved to IGER as the head of its chemistry group, and was a founding director of MNL and founded its holding company, MNL Pharmaceuticals Ltd. Dr Nash has published over 200 scientific publications and patents, and he was awarded the 1st Pierre-Fabre Award of the Phytochemical Society of Europe in 2001. Robert gives many international conference presentations and media interviews.’
The other staff of PhytoQuest are: Dr Barbara Bartholomew, Biochemist.
Dr. Bartholomew is an experienced biochemist and is responsible for bioassays and project management. Dr Jackie Hollinshead, Organic Chemist.
Dr. Hollinshead is a synthetic chemist by training and expert in structural elucidation and purifications. Hazel Sharp, Natural Products Chemist. Hazel has extensive commercial experience in compound purification and IT data management. Yana Penkova, Business Development. Yana is an agronomist who specialised in herbal medicines and food plants. She has long business experience in the chemical industry utilising her masters in Organic Chemistry.
PhyoQuest’s website’s ‘news’ section tells us that ‘PhytoQuest is conducting a number of clinical studies to support the health benefits of iminosugars in new retail products. Some new molecules are being pursued as novel pharmaceuticals for glucose control and reducing inflammation. PhytoQuest receives Biotechnology award as Global Leader in Phytochemistry from AI Global Media.’
PhytoQuest have worked with BEACON, who spoke most highly of PhytoQuest, which is not surprising, because BEACON is another Aberystwyth University-associated company, the Biorefining Centre of Excellence:

‘The BEACON Biorefining Centre of Excellence is a partnership between Aberystwyth, Bangor and Swansea Universities, working in the field of conversion of biomass into biobased products.  Led by Aberystwyth University, it is backed with nearly £8 million from the European Regional Development Fund through the Welsh Government. BEACON helps Welsh businesses develop new ways of converting feedstocks (e.g. rye grass, oats, miscanthus) and waste streams into products which have applications in the pharmaceutical, chemicals, fuel and cosmetic industries.

BEACON will build on research already underway at Aberystwyth University’s Institute of Biological Environmental and Rural Sciences (IBERS) to produce fuels from energy crops such as high-sugar grasses like rye. It will also enable Swansea University to focus on developing their expertise in using bacteria and fungi to digest, or ferment, plant matter within the bio-refining process.

Bangor University will build on work to develop new materials from plants which can be used to develop innovative products, having recently discovered that compounds found in some local plants can be used to control problems like potato blight.

We are seeking to:

  • Establish links between the business community and academia within Wales
  • Develop new products and processes that will support economic growth
  • Create highly skilled jobs in the area of green biotech
  • Support inward investment
  • Promote science excellence from Wales

BEACON offers businesses with interests in the biorefining sector access to the research, expertise and knowledge base of universities in Wales.
We can help:

  • Companies in the construction, packaging and manufacturing industries by developing new biocomposite materials
  • The bioscience industry – for example, developing new microbial or enzyme systems and technologies for the processing of biomass
  • The chemical industry by providing new sources of ‘green’ chemicals
  • Fuel producers by offering ‘green’ fuels, impacting on the Renewable Transport Fuel Obligation (RTFO) and reducing carbon emissions
  • Rural communities by applying biorefinery technology to the processing of non-food crops

This encompasses a huge range of businesses in areas as diverse as: Agrochemicals, Bio Fuels, Coatings and Adhesives, Cosmetics and Personal, Essential Oils, Lubricants, Nutraceuticals, Pharmaceuticals, Speciality Polymers, Surfactants, Water and Effluent Treatment, for example.

The BEACON partners can undertake:

  • Formulation of new biocomposites
  • Extrusion / bioplastics
  • Novel chemistries / applications
  • Metabolic engineering of yeasts
  • Protein modelling such as new enzymes, e.g. for food industry or bioprocessing
The Institutes with which Robert Nash is associated at Aberystwyth University are part of the Agricultural Sciences/Plant Biology bits of Aber. One of the plant biology academics at Aber is the son of ‘Davey Crockett’, an Angel who spent many years working at the North Wales Hospital, Denbigh, manning Dafydd’s Dungeon. Davey Crockett’s real name was I’m fairly sure Jones, so his son will be one of the academics called Jones featured on the IBERS webpages. Davey Crockett’s daughter is a social worker who ended up with a job as a senior social worker in the Office of the Children’s Commissioner for Wales. See previous posts. They all loathed Dafydd but were very frightened of him and called for his assistance in the event of emergencies. Not that Dafydd always delivered…
The Agri Sciences/Plant Biology bits of Aberystwyth were closely linked to the same Depts at UCNW (Bangor). Both the Plant Biology and the Agri Dept at UCNW were very closely associated with Dafydd and his gang. Mary Wynch was working as a secretary in the Agri Dept when Dafydd had her unlawfully arrested and imprisoned and not one of her colleagues raised a concern. The Agri Dept was massively dysfunctional (see post ‘Not Seen Since The 80s – Carwyn’) and I believe that Mary discovered something appalling there, which was why she was targeted by Dafydd. Whatever Mary discovered I suspect had something to do with Lord Lloyd Kenyon, who was President of UCNW for many years and who’s adult son Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon was caught sexually abusing a boy in the care of the social services in the late 1970s. Thomas made a complaint of theft against the boy – among the items which the boy was alleged to have stolen were pornographic Polaroid photos of him and Thomas together – and the boy was sent to a detention centre. Thomas faced no charges. Lord Kenyon’s special interests were agriculture and health. He held many appointments, including with the North Wales Police Authority and Clwyd Health Authority. Lord Kenyon sat as a magistrate, was a Director of Lloyds Bank and the most senior Freemason in Wales and much else besides (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’).
Professor Richard Howath, an agricultural economist at UCNW, somehow ended up as one of Thatch’s advisers during the 1980s, despite the standing joke which was the Agri Dept. Howarth was a man of right wing and anti-European sentiment who disappeared off the face of the earth during the mid-1990s. He was last heard of running a B&B. See previous posts.
A paedophiles’ friend who was a student and then a member of staff in the Agric Dept at UCNW was Dr John Perkins, who later became the Academic Registrar at UCNW. John Perkins did all that he possibly could to stop me from getting a PhD. Firstly he pushed the boat out so far in terms of not registering me when I first began my PhD but failing to tell me this that I had already written my first journal article when my PhD supervisor received a phone call from the University authorities telling him that I hadn’t registered so obviously I would be withdrawing from my PhD. My supervisor explained that I was sitting at the desk next to him, I had written my first chapter and drafted a journal article and I had registered weeks ago. In the end it took a series of visits and phone calls to Perkins and an order from my supervisor to register me. It was even more fun when I finished my PhD and passed my viva. Perkins just could not find it in him to sign the bit of paper necessary to send to the Registry at the University of Wales HQ to enable me to actually receive my PhD. Phone calls and visits from my supervisor and I were ignored. After weeks of this I paid yet another visit to Perkins’s office only to be told that he wasn’t there. I found him in a corridor and told the bastard that if that piece of paper wasn’t signed within the next couple of days I’d begin legal action against the University. I received my PhD within two days.
Lest readers think that I spend all my time threatening to take legal action against people, no, I honestly do not. I had however learned from decades of bitter experience that it was the only thing that will sometimes shift the paedophiles’ friends. It isn’t always successful even then, because they’re a load of perjuring bastards with an extensive network of bent lawyers and the whole lot of them break the law with impunity constantly.
I have received an e mail from someone today who’s mother died at the hands of the paedophiles’ friends and after smelling what she thought was a small rat, she investigated and uncovered a mountain of corruption leading to the doorway of Dr Brian Gibbons, former Welsh Gov’t Health Minister. It didn’t surprise me. My correspondent observed that perhaps she had been very silly being so open and transparent with that lot. No she hadn’t. They are such a bunch of maggots that being more honest than they are is about the only thing that will save you. They always interpret honesty as naivety or stupidity or that you are someone who can be easily intimidated, because the concept of fair play is just completely alien to them. Honest = idiot in their eyes. They spend their entire time knifing each other and only unite in the face of the Enemy ie. those who are Not Of Dafydd’s Gang. The glue that binds them together is their own serious criminality; they blackmail each other with their own wrongdoing constantly to get what they want. If you are not a serious criminal they can’t do that to you.
I spent decades having that lot face me with allegations of ludicrous crimes: ‘ooh you swore at Dr DA’, ‘ooh you shouted at an Angel’, ‘ooh that social worker was terrified, she thought that she was going to be murdered’, all the way through to stupid, fantastical allegations about me being a potential mass murderer and a danger to children and God knows what and they told absolutely everybody else that I was as well. I now have 10,000 documents, demonstrating the most dreadful crimes on the part of the whole lot of them, all the way up to High Court judges. People have spent years ‘discussing’ matters with them, sending in task forces and management consultants and turnaround senior managers, holding inquiries and investigations and asking them if they would do things differently faced with the same situation. Of course they wouldn’t, they were and are a gang of criminals and they should have been dealt with in 1979 when they wrecked Mary Wynch’s life. I have now kicked them hard and there is more to come. Those bastards have had this coming for a very long time. People have been good enough to send me e mails thanking me. They don’t need to and contrary to some comments I am not ‘brave’ either. I just got fucking sick of them and sick of no-one dealing with them as the bodies mounted up.
You shouldn’t have done it tossers, not to me or anyone else. You had this coming to you. You have killed my friends, killed my friend’s baby, harassed and threatened me, swindled me, lied about me, tried to kill Brown, tried to have me imprisoned repeatedly, paid people to lie about me, terrorised people who supported me and had me sacked from nearly every job that I have ever had, yet plagiarised my work to gain further funding because you couldn’t do it yourselves. You are completely incapable of responding to anything positive at all, you just can’t do it. So I’ve gone public on the whole lot because I know how many other people you have done this to who have just quietly been destroyed by you.
I’ll remind the caring Angels of the Hergest Unit of the lady with heart problems whom they dragged out of her bad, naked, while she was having a heart attack, screaming at her that she was a fat lazy bitch. Not very nice was it Angels? It nearly fucking killed her as well, a Top Doctor was eventually called and she ended up in intensive care. Loads of people knew about that incident but no-one, no-one blew the whistle. That patient has been too frightened ever to return to Ysbyty Gwynedd.
Just carry on planting a few more Good News PR stories in the media Angels and Top Doctors, because there are more blog posts to come.
By the way, a BBC journalist knew about the lady who had a heart attack while lying naked on the floor with the dulcet tones of Angels swearing at her ringing in her ears, but no, we never heard anything about it did we… Just the usual, ‘Ah The Doctors They Were Wonderful’…
As for those assisting with the Empowered Service Users Group at the North West Wales NHS Trust, one was Ann Perkins, wife of John Perkins. Ann is involved with the church in Menai Bridge. She uttered not a word about the serious abuse of patients and the deaths. Her colleague on the same Empowered Service Users Group was the Rev Wynne Roberts, a former Church in Wales vicar who was sacked for shagging one of his parishioners – they were both married to other people at the time – and then given the job of the Chaplain in Ysbyty Gwynedd. Wynne witnessed the abuse and deaths of psych patients and said nothing. He served the NW Wales NHS Trust so well that he was given a job in senior management with them and he also sat on the Ethics Committee. Wynne’s son is an Angel who trained at Bangor University while his dad was sitting on the Ethics Committee and part of the Trust management. Wynne took a special interest in mental health and ended up sitting on Mental Health Review Tribunals. In recent years, Wynne has been raising the spirits of the Empowered Service Users and indeed raising money for the NHS by dressing up and impersonating Elvis. If readers unfamiliar with the North Wales NHS cannot believe that it really does employ a singing Elvis-impersonating vicar who shags his parishioners, read more in my post ‘Music Therapy Anyone?’.
 There has been excitement at Aberystwyth University over the past couple of weeks as a result of the new Bovine TB Institute that either has opened or will soon be opening there soon. Wales’s Chief Veterinary Officer Professor Christianne Glossop was on hand to say a few words. Christianne Glossop was appointed Wales’s first CVO in 2005. She might have found that she has a task on her hands.
Think that a gang of paedophiles and people traffickers could not possibly have domain over vets? Think again. Empowered Service Users who dared complain about Dafydd and the gang subsequently found it very hard to get treatment for their pets. Even customers of the vets who had been known to the practices for years and had always paid their bills, after Challenging The Paedophiles’ Friends, would find that somehow their pets would not be treated. If you took your pet in as an emergency, there would be a row about payment before your pet was treated and then whatever the situation, a refusal to treat the pet, even if it was in agony. I witnessed Peter Jones of Treborth vets refuse to treat the pet dog of a customer whom he had known for a good 15 years who had always paid, after the Word From Dafydd had been sent out. When I watched the scene I just thought that Peter Jones must be a really nasty piece of work, which was confirmed when I heard two other people allege that he had injured their pets while treating them. A few years later, I discovered that Peter Jones was in the same Bible study group (yes it’s unbelievable isn’t it) as a Top Doctor who had worked at Hergest and who was the Chair of the BMA young GPs group…
There is another vet in Bangor called Evelyn to whom no-one would go because he was so unpleasant, although Evelyn seemed to be offensive to everyone, not just to Empowered Service Users. Evelyn’s finest hour came when a terrier was hit by a car in Tregarth and his owners took him to Evelyn. The terrier’s owners were new to the village and went to Evelyn because they had seen the massive ‘Veterinary Surgery’ notice outside of his house. As they were walking up his path with their bleeding injured terrier in their arms, Evelyn was just about to close the surgery. They asked ‘our dog’s been run over, can you treat him?’ and Evelyn replied ‘if you’re asking me if it’s surgery hours no it isn’t, I’ve just finished.’ So the terrier’s owners replied that they weren’t asking him if it was surgery hours, they were asking him if he’d treat their dog. After an argument, Evelyn finally agreed.
Then there was Hubbards vets in Caernarfon. The vets in Hubbards were very nice, so to compensate they employed Bethan the Fat Spotty Cow on reception, who took a leaf out of Peter Jones’s book. Long-standing customer who always paid bills on time? Ill or injured pet in pain in an emergency? Fuck off. In the case of the Fat Spotty Cow, I was told that it was definitely personal to Enemies Of The Paedophiles, including me. I used to have five dogs and for a long time the nearest vets to my place was Hubbards. I gave up with Hubbards when for the third time that I took in an ill or dying dog the Fat Spotty Cow screamed at me in front of the whole waiting room that what with it being me, That Dog Will Not Be Treated Until You’ve Paid. I challenged the Fat Spotty Cow on each occasion, pointing out that I had never not paid, so what exactly was the point of the Public Warning? Each time the Fat Spotty Cow very quietly admitted that yes I had always paid and of course the vets would treat my dog. The last straw came when my dog with cancer was on painkillers to make things easier for him for his last two weeks before I and the vet had agreed that he’d be put down and as I went to pick up the tablets – which the vet had OK’d an hour previously – the Fat Spotty Cow placed them high on a shelf behind her with the 100 decibel Public Warning ‘Not Until They’ve Been Paid For In Advance’. At that point Hubbards lost my custom. I never understood why they didn’t just sack Bethan the Fat Spotty Cow on the spot, she must have cost them a fortune in lost custom. But then Mrs Hubbard the Senior Vet was a close friend of Dr Lynda Dykes, the A&E Top Doc in Ysbyty Gwynedd; they would go riding together through my village…
The A&E in which Angels regularly threatened me and other Empowered Service Users and refused point blank to treat us.
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In the face of the Psychopathic Vets, Empowered Service Users were very grateful when a wonderful vet was discovered in Llanfairfechan, Dr Katz. Word got round that Dr Katz was a really nice man and for the Empowered Service Users who couldn’t afford bills, he trusted them enough to wait until they’d saved up or he would let them pay by instalments. Dr Katz soon found himself in great demand. I think that his wife taught at St Gerard’s School in Bangor. One day Dr Katz was gone. I was told by someone a few years later that he had been faced with a shameful hate campaign and his life had been made so unbearable that he had left north Wales. This person thought that it was racism, Dr Katz being Polish. Another source told me that it was our old friends Dafydd’s gang. It had been discovered that Dr Katz had broken the Mafia Code and had been treating the pets of the Enemies Of The Paedophiles for which Dr Katz paid dearly.
Dr Katz would have been particularly vulnerable in Llanfairfechan, it is a stronghold of Paedophiles’ Friends. Bryn-y-Neuadd Hospital was in Llanfairfechan, which was for years the hospital for the ‘mentally handicapped’ where Dafydd and Dr Michael Craft carried out their ‘research’ into ‘incestuous families’ while Ann Craft helped the patients Explore Their Sexual Needs and Supported Them In Their Sexual Relationships (see post ‘The Old Devils’). At the same time, the senior managers of Bryn-y-Neuadd referred to those Exploring Their Sexual Needs with Ann as ‘vegetables’ and ‘cabbages’. Perhaps it was events at Bryn-y-Neuadd which led to Esther Rantzen of ChildLine and Mental Health Campaigning Fame taking such an interest in root vegetables shaped like genitalia.
Ann Craft ended up with a senior academic post at Nottingham University and was a leading light in the charidee world.
Dafydd and Lucille’s mate Cledwyn Williams Led the Services for the Mentally Handicapped when they Explored Their Sexual Needs with Ann:
Cledwyn Williams
 From 1983 to 1996 Cledwyn was Assistant Director of Social Services, responsible for mentally handicapped services and for the all-Wales strategy for people with learning disabilities. He was responsible for developing services for people with learning disabilities for the education, health & social services group. After this, he became Director of Social Services for Conwy. Cledwyn is now Vice-Chair of Dafydd’s charidee, CAIS.
Don’t worry world; children, the mentally ill and learning disabled, they were all preyed upon by the trafficking gang. Everybody knew it, including the Top Doctors, Angels, Social Services, North Wales Police, Magistrates, Lawyers, Judges etc, but if you’re a vet who treats the animals of someone who’s complained about it all, you’ll be run out of town.
The Angels of Bryn-y-Neuadd – and some of the Angels of Dafydd’s Denbigh Dungeon – used to insist on being called ‘Mr’, at least by the vegetables who could talk. The unqualified or at best semi-qualified thugs were called Mr by the people whom they battered and sexually assaulted. Everyone knew that this was happening.
Ah The Doctors And Nurses They were Wonderful!
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One of the Angels from Bryn-y-Neuadd ended up as a Senior Lecturer at the School of Healthcare Sciences at Bangor University. He told one of the receptionists not to let me into the building because I was a dangerous loony who attacked people with knives. It certainly baffled her because as far as she was concerned I was someone’s PhD supervisor.

 

Two Angels from Dafydd’s Denbigh Dungeon also became Academics in the School of Healthcare Sciences. One was Ruhi Behi, ‘Mr Behi’ – he thought that he still worked at Denbigh – who ended up as Head of the School and the other is now grand-sounding Dr Seren Roberts:
Seren Roberts small
‘I am a registered mental health nurse and health services researcher. Following clinical nurse training, I studied psychology to PhD and later studied for a Masters in Public Health and Health Promotion at Bangor University. I am a Lecturer in Mental Health in the School of Healthcare Sciences, Bangor University, and have honorary research roles within the School of Medicine in Swansea University and Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. My role includes working closely with two research networks across Wales; Mental Health Research Network Cymru (MHRNC) and Wales Dementia and Neurodegenerative Diseases Research Network (NEURODEM Cymru). I have a broad interest in mental health research with active involvement with several research projects, often as chief or principal investigator. To date my research activity has largely focused on two main themes; treatment for depression and physical health of people on antipsychotic medication. I am a Principal Investigator for a large NIHR HTA funded multicentre trial of antidepressant treatment, I convene a Wales-wide research development group (ATHRAM), funded by MHRNC which aims to generate research ideas and proposals on the physical health of people taking antipsychotic medication. I am actively involved with and sit on a range of local and national committees including the Wales Mental Health in Primary Care Network.’
Slob Ingham, the drunken thug of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team who’s favourite ‘client’ dealt in drugs in the Royal Oak in Rachub – ‘anything, I can get you anything you want’ – lived in Llanfairfechan as did the harridan of a Top Doctor Marie Savage.
After Bryn-y-Neuadd was emptied of vegetables exploring their sexual needs in the 1990s, it served for a time as the administrative HQ of the Gwynedd Community Health Trust. The corrupt manager Alun Davies had his office there, along with his equally corrupt side-kick Sandra Phillips. It was a convenient arrangement, because most of the Empowered Service Users didn’t drive and it was very difficult for most of Gwynedd to get to Llanfairfechan on the bus, so Davies and Phillips setting up shop there certainly cut down the options for complaining about the ‘service’. Some of the Empowered lived some forty miles away from the Complaints Office and it was a two day bus journey to get there as a result of the bus timetables. But then there were patients on the north of Anglesey who also faced a two day bus journey to get to Ysbyty Gwynedd for a twenty minute appointment.
Thank God Professor Mark Williams organised all those three day Mindfulness retreats for the mental health staff down in that nice Trigonos centre, by the lake in Nantlle. Duw It’s Hard.
‘Retreat at Trigonos, Snowdonia’

‘I’ve just spent a restorative week on retreat at the Trigonos centre in Nantlle, North Wales. The natural scenery and wildlife were stunning. For me, the highlight was an early morning practice on the lakeside as the sun rose from behind Snowdon. The mountain (in the centre of the picture)2016-04-09 19.05.13 was a constant presence during the retreat. I had the luxury of time to notice how, from minute to minute, the landscape was subtly or sometimes dramatically transformed by the ever-changing light and weather.

The retreat was organised by the Mindfulness Network CIC especially for mindfulness teachers. I’m grateful for the support and guidance of the highly skilled facilitators, Trish, Bartley and Elaine Young. I learned so much from the experience and I’m incorporating these insights and approaches into my own practice and teaching.’

I always wondered if the mental health staff claimed for aromatherapy massages on expenses or those foot spa things that are coloured pink and swirl people’s feet with hot water. Or they could have gone on an away day to Chester, where there was one of those establishments where people had their feet nibbled by fish.
Here’s Mark, all spiritual and living in the moment:

Mark Williams

Mark Williams set up a collaborative project with Professor Sarah-Jayne Blakemore, who like Robin Weiss, works at UCL. Dafydd’s gang has links going back years with UCL. Professor Pauline Horne, Fungus Lowe’s side-kick in the School of Psychology at Bangor was in a previous life an MSc student at UCL (see post ‘Feet In Chains’) and in the 1990s, Dr Tony Francis referred a patient of his to an endocrinologist at UCL for ‘specialist help’. I heard a lot about this endocrinologist and she sounded quite bonkers. She also very obviously made the condition of the Hergest patient much worse.
Another part of Bryn-y-Neuadd was developed into Ty Llewellyn, a medium secure psychiatric unit. It still contains some of those who were fitted up by Dafydd and the gang nearly thirty years ago, including a man who when he was 15 yrs old was sentenced for the ‘unprovoked murder’ of the vicar of Llanberis. The official story is that the vicar was a kindly man who spent his time helping local boys and that this psycho repaid him by murdering him with intent to rob. The boy’s story has always been that the vicar tried to sexually assault him and that he did not mean to kill him but was fighting him off. I didn’t know either the vicar or the boy, but when I asked a local person about the case years later, the first thing that I was told was ‘oh that vicar was a paedophile’.
Who could ever tell where the truth lay.

 

Someone who became a Champion of CR UK and promoted its work after her own life was touched by cancer was the agony aunt Claire Rayner, who began advertising the wonders of these research fraudsters in 2002. I don’t know whether Claire Rayner knew of the details of the frauds with which CR UK had been involved, although of the many celeb supporters of CR UK, Claire would be in a better position than most to acquire knowledge of and see through the scams.

Rayner was from a London Jewish family and was educated at the City of London School for Girls. In 2003, Rayner discussed a childhood of physical cruelty and sexual abuse at the hands of her parents. Her family emigrated to Canada and following that, in 1945, Claire was placed in a psychiatric hospital by her parents. Claire Rayner received much credit for Speaking Out and she was frank that she had endured a very hard time. Claire Spoke Out after quite a few other people had begun Speaking Out, but before the en masse Speaking Out.

All I could think was why hadn’t Claire Spoken Out about a few other things? When I began working in biomedical research in the late 1980s, Claire had long since established her reputation as an agony aunt and an expert on matters Angels and the NHS and would be invited onto ‘serious’ TV programmes as well as lighthearted quiz shows. On one occasion I was watching a lighthearted show starring Claire in which the guests had the chance of Living Out Their Dearest Fantasy. One old lech stated that he wanted to be given a bed bath by ‘three dolly nurses’. Everyone in the studio was bowled over by this Carry On notion and there were many Babs Windsor-esque jokes; to Claire’s credit she did make a comment to the effect that nurses are ‘not there for that’. But that was the only comment that she did make. The old lech was duly prepared for his bed bath on screen and then three butch male Angels arrived on stage. We pissed ourselves laughing in our house because we presumed that was the punchline. It wasn’t. After all the grimacing and mock horror, the male Angels left the stage and three absolute Barbara Windsors were paraded on, complete with ludicrous hats, mini-dresses and suspenders and gave the old lech his bed bath.

Claire joined in the fun and there were no more comments about Angels’ roles in real hospitals.

I don’t want to come over all Milli Tant here, but there was – and is – quite a serious problem with Angels being sexually harassed at work. This blog has documented cases of Angels running prostitution rackets in hospitals and shagging their way up the promotion ladder like there’s no tomorrow, but I have also been friends with Angels who have told me that because there is so much of that going on, life for Angels who are not involved can be very difficult. One Angel went as far as to tell me ‘sometimes I can understand why nurses are seen as such slags because many are and it means the rest of us aren’t taken seriously at work’. The same Angel made some very insightful comments about gender roles and gender stereotyping in the healthcare and why such a toxic situation had arisen. These matters were being discussed by Angels at the time yet Claire Rayner, while pretending to be the sort of Thinking Angel who took an interest in such debates, would join in the fuckwittery with only a quick passing comment.

There was so much that Claire Rayner could have discussed eg. the organised sexual abuse of children and vulnerable patients, the dreadful workplace bullying in the NHS, research fraud and dangerous practice, the culture of simply lying when harm to patients had occurred, the cronyism and nepotism that underpins the whole system. Claire could also have blown the whistle on Jimmy Savile because she bloody well knew about him and I think that she knew about Dafydd and the associated gangs as well.

Not a word.

Rayner did know. She trained as an Angel in the UK in the 1950s at the Royal Northern Hospital and then Guy’s in London. In 1957 Rayner married her husband, the actor Desmond Rayner. She continued nursing in London and worked as a midwife and nursing sister. Rayner knew all about the matters of which I have provided details on this blog. She personally knew some of those who provided a lifelong umbrella for Dafydd. Like everybody else, she kept quiet because Claire wanted to make it big as a Sensible Nurse and she wasn’t going to do that by being honest about the crime and corruption. So it was debates over natural vs caesarean births – but only when that became widely discussed – for Claire and similarly non-controversial but topical subjects.

So how did Claire begin her journo/writing career? By a letter to ‘Nursing Times’ in 1958, on nurses’ pay and conditions. She then began regularly writing to The Torygraph on themes of patient care or nurses’ pay. She began writing novels soon after her marriage and by 1968 had published more than 25 books.

Nurses in the 1950s saw some shocking behaviour on the part of healthcare staff. Rayner didn’t mention the worst excesses.

After the birth of her first child in 1960 Rayner focused on a full-time writing career. Initially writing articles for various magazines and publications, in 1968 she published one of the earliest sex manuals, People in Love, which brought her to national attention. Describing the “explicit content”, the same reviewer commended Rayner on her “down-to-earth approach to the subject”.

But Claire did not write about the organised abuse rings which were then a feature of the welfare system and were concealed by the Top Docs, particularly psychiatrists.

By the 1970s, writing for ‘Woman’s Own’, Rayner had established herself as one of four new and direct “agony aunts”. Her advice in the teenaged girls’ magazine ‘Petticoat’ caused controversy. In 1972 she was accused of “encouraging masturbation and promiscuity in prepubescent girls”. I never read ‘Petticoat’, so whether Rayner did encourage such things I do not know. Although I’d have thought that masturbation was harmless enough and not anyone else’s business.

Rayner’s direct and frank approach led the BBC to ask her to be the first person on British pre-watershed television to demonstrate how to put on a condom and she was one of the first people used by advertisers to promote sanitary towels. I remember it well, it caused my friends and I much entertainment and was also the beginning of Brown’s analysis of the medicalisation of sanitary protection: ‘Dr Whites’, ‘Lil-lets were designed by a doctor’ etc. Lil-lets were probably designed by a greedy old sod who saw a market. As did Claire Rayner.

The BBC’s sex education/Dr Whites’ expert did not mention the elephant /paedophile in the studio/dressing room/caravan at the time:

 

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After beginning to appear on Pebble Mill at One in 1972, Rayner started an agony column in ‘The Sun’ in 1973, but left to join the ‘Sunday Mirror’ in 1980, when she also made her second television series of Claire Rayner’s Casebook. She left the Sunday Mirror shortly after the appointment of Eve Pollard as Editor – did Claire fall out with that particular Glenda? – and joined the ‘Today’ newspaper for three years. Rayner was named medical journalist of the year in 1987.

1987. Peak Dafydd and Savile! Mary Wynch had won the first part of her case and Alison Taylor and I wouldn’t shut up… Savile was also in the process of becoming the General Manager of Broadmoor at that time (see previous posts).

Rayner was probably best known as an agony aunt on TV-am in the late 1980s and early 1990s. She made it her personal aim to reply to every letter she received. This was an unfunded project by the station. So Claire will have been one of the agony aunts of that generation who later admitted receiving letters from the victims of sexual assault who’s letters were never mentioned because the names of some well-known people had been given in some of those letters. By the time that Claire was on TV-am, I had written to Esther about Dafydd et al. Esther did not reply. Esther received at least one letter about Savile which was ignored.

Rayner became President of the Patients Association – which was dominated by Top Doctors rather than patients who were not Top Docs as well – and through her extensive charidee work and writings was awarded an OBE in 1996 for services to wimmin’s health and wellbeing and to health matters. Well that was a nice gift in the year that William Hague announced that the Waterhouse Inquiry would be held.

 

Rayner had a very personal reason for supporting Sense’s Older Person campaign, wearing hearing aids in both ears and also having AMD, a sight loss condition common in older people.

Between 1993 and 2002, Rayner was one of the Patrons of the Herpes Viruses Association and Chaired a Press Briefing in June 1993 aimed at destigmatising genital herpes. When tendering her resignation, Rayner cited the fact that she was Patron of 60 organisations as the reason for trimming the list. I knew a man in Bethesda at that time with herpes. He was so Destigmatising about it that he gave it to quite a few other people, including I suspect those who attended the sex parties along with him in Chester. This man was bisexual but he was very condemning of those who had sex with children; however he was having sex with rent boys and at least one former patient of Dafydd’s and I don’t think that it would ever have occurred to him to ask himself why they were having sex with the likes of him for money…

Rayner was appointed to various UK Gov’t committees on health and was the author of a chapter in The Future of the NHSDespite being President of the Patients Association, Rayner used private health care. She wasn’t going to risk her own neck was she. She was a member of the PM’s Commission on Nursing and the Labour Gov’ts Royal Commission on the Care of the Elderly. In 1999 Rayner was appointed to a committee responsible for reviewing the medical conditions at Holloway Prison, at the direction of Paul Boateng, who was then the Minister for Prisons. The recommendations of this committee ‘led to far reaching changes in the provision of medical care within Holloway.’

Holloway was notorious for housing numerous women who were so severely mentally ill that the other prisoners identified them as being ‘muppets’. The muppets also had a terrifyingly high rate of self-harm and suicide. Most of those muppets had been abused as children in care or in the psychiatric system. The plight of the muppets did eventually receive widespread media coverage and everyone felt a warm glow around their hearts when the muppets were transferred to long-stay secure mental hospitals. Back into the arms of those who had turned them into muppets in the first place…

Paul Boateng would have known a lot about the muppets. Boateng’s wife Janet was a Lambeth social worker and was Chair of Lambeth Social Services when Tyra Henry was murdered in the care of Lambeth in the 1980s. Lambeth had a massive problem with a paedophile ring which had infiltrated its children’s homes and that ring was linked to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. Children in care from Lambeth were sent to children’s homes in north Wales. Esther Rantzen’s sister Priscilla was a social worker for Lambeth and Priscilla’s boss Valerie – now Baroness – Howarth was appointed Chief Exec of ChildLine. Before Paul Boateng was an MP, he was a lawyer working for Birnberg & Co. Who when Boateng worked for Birnberg, acted for Mary Wynch when she sued Dafydd et al. See previous posts.

No wonder Paul Boateng put a safe pair of Savile-friendly hands like Claire Rayner on that Holloway committee.

 

Rayner was a lifelong Labour Party supporter until 2001, when Rayner resigned from the Labour Party and joined the Lib Dems for fear of the changes to the NHS proposed by Miranda. Claire was a prominent supporter of the British republican movement, although admitted her dual standards on accepting her OBE in 1996. Dame Helen Mirren succumbed as well, but her excuse for accepting after a lifetime of saying that she never would was ‘that it was for her parents’. Who I think were dead by then.

Lilibet: It’s OK, you don’t have to worry. When my gong arrives, I really will send it back to you. Thanks for the thought anyway!

 

Rayner was Vice-President (and formerly President) of the British Humanist Association, a Distinguished Supporter of the Humanist Society Scotland and an Honorary Associate of the National Secular Society. In the weeks leading up to her death, Rayner had the following to say about Pope Benedict’s XVI’s state visit to the United Kingdom:

Pots and Kettles Auntie Claire. Furthermore, Savile met Popes and picked up gongs from the Catholic Church.

Rayner, whilst a Patron of the Down’s Syndrome Association, had her position promptly terminated after labelling parents as “selfish” for having a disabled child:

 

We can’t waste valuable NHS resources on useless eaters like that.

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Rayner and her husband had three children together: writer and food critic Jay Rayner; electronics reviewer, angling and motoring journalist Adam Rayner and events manager Amanda Rayner.

Thank God none of them are disabled and they are therefore able to labour for their food and contribute usefully to society by writing about the sort of food that a lot of people cannot afford, expensive hobbies and by managing Events. Claire was no doubt proud of them.

Claire suffered from Grave’s disease.

Anyone for euthanasia, post-Credit Crunch?

 

Rayner never recovered from the emergency intestinal surgery that she received in May 2010 and died in hospital on 11 October 2010. She told her relatives she wanted her last words to be: “Tell David Cameron that if he screws up my beloved NHS I’ll come back and bloody haunt him.”

Ah, Claire she was wonderful! Along with the doctors.

Claire Rayner was a prolific author of fiction and her output was nearly as impressive as that of Barbara Cartland. Some of her titles were:

  • Soho Square (1976)
  • Flapper (1988)
  • Blitz (19
  • First Blood (1993)
  • Second Opinion (1994)
  • London Lodgings (1994)
  • Paying Guests (1995)
  • Lady Mislaid (1968)
  • Death on the Table (1969)
  • The Meddlers (1970)
  • The Running Years (1981)
  • The Enduring Years (1982)
  • The Virus Man (1985)
  • Children’s Ward, the Lonely One, Private Wing (1988)
  • Dangerous Things (1993)
  • The Final Year (1993)
  • The Doctors of Downlands (1994)
  • Children’s Ward (1995)
  • The Private Wing (1996)
  • The Legacy (1997)
  • The Inheritance (1998)
  • The Murdering Old Psychiatrist (unfinished)

Among Claire’s ‘non-fiction’ titles is a volume called ‘What Happens In A Hospital’, although I suspect that should probably have been listed under ‘fiction’.

 

 

The self-promotion in relation to the Welsh Labour leadership campaign continues. Mark Drakeford was ‘delighted’ to receive the support of UNISON, which in the light of Drakeford’s Health and Social Services policy simply consisting of asking the NHS how much money they would like and how often followed by an assurance that there will be no action taken against anyone no matter how great the scandal/wrongdoing/disaster, was nor surprising.

I was sent an article from the ‘Western Mail’ in which the Baroness of Ely styled herself ‘A Socialist For The Digital Age’ and most entertainingly stressed that she is worthy of being FM because she is ‘not an insider’. Full details of the Baroness’s biography and doings can be read in previous posts, but here’s a very brief resume:

The Baroness’s dad was the Rev Bob Morgan, who was Labour leader of South Glamorgan County Council. The Rev Bob was mates with all the Labour big wigs and movers and shakers and was also involved in charidee work with the molester George Thomas, aka Viscount Tonypandy, a long-serving south wales Labour MP and one-time Speaker of the House. The Baroness knew many of these big wigs at a young age and joined the Labour Party when she was barely out of nappies. The Baroness became actively involved in Labour Party politics in her teens and is a friend of the Windbags. When the Baroness was elected as the MEP for mid and west Wales in 1994, she was the youngest MEP to take her seat. I have found out that a few people in the Labour Party in Wales were not too happy with the way in which the Baroness obtained the nomination for that seat. The Baroness served on the Welsh Labour Party Executive for 10 years and was a founding member of the Yes for Wales Cross party group which campaigned for the Welsh Assembly to be established. So the Baroness knows Ron ‘I was looking for badgers’ Davies, former Secretary of State for Wales, very well indeed. As well as everybody else in the Labour party in Wales, in Westminster and in the Lords. What with not being an insider.

In 2003, there was a big row and accusations of cronyism when the Windbag’s former long-serving SPAD Jan Royall was appointed as Head of the European Union’s office in Wales  at a salary of nearly £90k pa. The job was not advertised externally and there were complaints from the Tories, Plaid and politicians from European parties. Hans-Gert Poettering, leader of the European Christian Democrat and Conservative group, raised the matter with Romano Prodi, the then President of the EU Commission, on the grounds that the move was “an inappropriate political appointment.”. The Vice-President of the European Commission at the time was the Windbag, who stated that:

“I was not involved in the appointment in any way since such procedures and posts are not in my portfolio. I understand that there were other applicants for the post and, in accordance with all the proper rules, Jan Royall was appointed on merit.”

Among the melee, there was one person who defended Royall’s appointment: one Eluned Morgan, now the Baroness of Ely. The Baroness said that Royall ‘had been appointed on merit and maintained that an individual’s affiliation to a political party should not be a reason for excluding them from applying for jobs.’

The two main opposition parties in the Assembly, however, were concerned that Ms Royall’s high profile connections with leading Labour politicians, including the Windbags, would be a barrier to impartiality in the job.

They were particularly concerned that it would be a factor in the run up to the following year’s European elections and repeated their demand that Ms Royall should step down immediately.

Ms Royall, who was expected to represent the EU in Wales and Wales in Brussels, refused to respond to the demands for her resignation and turned down all requests for interviews.

Where is Jan Royall now? She’s in the Lords of course, along with both Windbags and the Baroness of Ely. Jan was Secretary General of the British Labour Group in the European Parliament (1979-1985) and Policy Adviser/Personal Assistant to the Windbag as Leader of the Opposition. Jan became a member of the latter’s Cabinet when he was European Commissioner for Transport (1995-1999) and Vice President of the Commission (1999-2002). Jan was then responsible for the Commission’s relationship with the European Parliament before becoming Head of the European Commission Office in Wales (2003-2004). Jan joined the Lords in 2004 and became a member of the Privy Council in 2008. Having served a Government Whip and Government Spokesperson for Health, International Development and Foreign and Commonwealth Office (2005-2008), she became Government Chief Whip in the Lords in 2008.  Jan entered the Cabinet in 2008 as Leader of the Lords (2008-2010) and held the titles of Lord President of the Council (2008-2009) and Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster (2009-2010). She was elected as Leader of the Opposition in the Lords in May 2010 and became a member Ed Miliband’s Shadow Cabinet at the same time.

So Jan Royall was Lord President of the Council, 2008-09 and therefore the visitor to Bangor University during that time. Er, would you know anything about the havoc prevailing at Bangor University then Jan, with that massive effort by the paedophiles’ friends to overthrow the Vice-Chancellor via highly questionable means, including that plan to fit him up for a criminal offence? A plan which was largely orchestrated by one Prof Fergus Lowe, who was as nasty as the other paedophiles’ friends but not so thick and he didn’t knock off at 3-30 pm either as was the habit of so many, so Fungus was rather more capable than most of them. See previous posts…

 

Here’s Tony Francis’s friend, delighted that another one of his cronies has bagged a senior position, while Romano Prodi elbows him out of the way:

Romano Prodi and Neil Kinnock in Wales

 

 

 

 

Someone who is not in any way an insider, but who knows a lot of people who are:

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The ‘Western Mail’ also published the Baroness’s economic policy for Wales. It can be summed up by ‘er, um, er, well, I would increase employment and encourage growth sort of, er, I think’.

How the Baroness will increase employment and encourage growth when all she has ever known is that well-known model of business among Wimmin who tick all the right boxes in the Welsh Labour Party which consists of ‘applying for a pot of money’ she did not explain.

Readers in England who don’t believe me, you have missed out. It was hilarious, wherever you went throughout the 1980s and 90s in Wales there would be a Woman who was Empowering Someone who would explain that they would be applying for a pot of money, which would fund the Co-ordinator and the Support Workers for This Project. Not only would the jobs never be advertised, but when the pot of money was being applied for, there would be an open discussion among the Wimmin with reference to the named Wimmin who’s jobs the pot of money would be funding.

When I finished my PhD, I really thought that I had waved good-bye to the world in which everyone was in hot pursuit of a pot of money. So imagine my surprise when I finally bagged a post-doc job and word got around that I was quite keen on community-things and I began receiving phone calls from Wimmin (who had previously refused to come near me what with me having Complained About The Paedophiles’ Friends) asking me if I had a pot of money that they could apply for. It was funny, but I did draw the conclusion of ‘Christ no wonder we’re all in such a mess’. I even received requests for a pot of money when I was between contracts working for no pay myself. I was friends with a PhD student who knew what was going on and had an excellent sense of the ridiculous, who would also be rolling around with laughter at the notion of the pot of money.

One day a social worker became very angry with me because I did not have access to a pot of money with which to give £300 each to a number of Service User Representatives to enable them to attend a Service Users’ Conference. I explained to the Service User Representatives – who had been told by the social worker that of course there would be a pot of money – that no, I had bugger all money myself, I wasn’t even getting a salary for my work at that time. They snapped at me ‘we really cannot believe that’. My PhD student friend with the sense of humour – who was living in’t shoe box in’t middle of t’road himself – commented that the VC was obviously sitting upstairs in his office lighting his cigars with the £50 notes which had been earmarked for the proverbial pot of money…

Bore da Professor Jones, we’re here to discuss the University’s research strategy…

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Someone should have taken a leaf out of the rocker Bill Drummond’s book and set fire to one million. Jane Hutt would be horrified, that would keep Chwarae Teg going for at least three months.

 

The Baroness raised concerns about the sexist behaviour of one in possession of testicles the other day, namely Sir Roderick Evans. The crime for which the Baroness was castigating Roderick Evans was but very trivial, certainly in comparison to the rest of Sir Roderick’s life’s work, but the Baroness failed to comment on that.

Sir Roderick Evans, or the Honourable Mr Justice Roderick Evans to use his legal title, was called to the Bar in 1970 and was appointed a Queen’s Counsel in 1989. He became a circuit judge in 1992, serving as resident judge for the Merthyr Tydfil Crown Court from 1994 to 1998 and as resident judge for Swansea Crown Court from 1998 to 1999. In 1999 he was appointed a Senior Circuit Judge and Honorary Recorder of Cardiff. Sir Roderick was appointed a High Court Judge of the Queen’s Bench Division in 2001 and between 2004 and 2007 he was Presiding Judge for Wales. He retired from the High Court in April 2013.

Sir Roderick joined Dafydd’s mates as a member of the Gorsedd of Bards in 2002 and since 2011 he has served as a member of the Parole Board. Bluglass and Colin Berry served on the Parole Board. Sir Roderick holds Honorary Fellowships and Awards from Aberystwyth (2003), Swansea (2007) and Bangor (2010) Universities. In 2015, he was elected a Fellow of the Learned Society of Wales.

Sir Roderick Evans is Pro-Chancellor of Swansea University Council and is also a member of the Swansea University Court.

So not only has Sir Roderick worked with the maggots who have crawled all over the criminal justice system in Wales for the last four decades while they concealed a network of organised abuse and associated serious crime, but he was Presiding Judge for Wales when Judge Huw Daniel broke the law in court re my own case in 2004 and when that certificate of indictment was forged stating that I had pleaded guilty to a charge of violent disorder at Caernarfon Crown Court when I had not even been charged with such an offence. Ever.

In 2004 Rhodri Morgan was FM. Who’s friends and family run Swansea University.

Sir Roderick: Do you remember that case in the late 1990s in which Dafydd got a rapist off of a prison sentence by giving evidence that the rapist had PTSD? I think that it was at Swansea Crown Court. Your Court Sir Roderick! The rapist was later revealed to have a string of convictions and he assaulted the TV journos on camera after the case. The rapist worked as a solicitor. He left the court as a pillion passenger on his mate’s motorbike without wearing a crash helmet.

 

Since March 2016 Sir Roderick Evans has been Standards Commissioner for the National Assembly of Wales. The Standards Commissioner is an independent person appointed by the National Assembly for Wales, to safeguard standards, to uphold reputations, and to address the public’s concerns about the collection of ex-social workers and Councillors who ignored a vicious paedophile ring for many years.

Meet the Commissioner Sir Roderick Evans:

 

The Baroness’s biggest problem with him? That’s Sir Roderick didn’t find much wrong with a You Tube clip made by UKIP’s Gareth Bennett about Labour’s Joyce Watson ‘which featured Ms Watson’s face superimposed on a woman in a low-cut top’.

In the last few weeks, Simon Thomas, who was until very recently a Plaid AM and before that a Plaid MP, was found guilty of producing indecent images of children and is currently awaiting sentence. The adult son of the Baroness’s colleague and Labour leadership rival Mark Drakeford – Drakeford is a former social worker and Councillor – was jailed for eight years for the violent, prolonged ‘punishment’ rape of a young woman. He also groomed an underaged girl online.

Sir Roderick is investigating a spoof You Tube clip and the Baroness actually thought that it was worth her while bothering to comment about it.

The Baroness’s husband is a GP in south Wales. There is currently an investigation underway into the deaths of 26 babies in the care of Cwm Taf Health Board. I had heard that the maternity care in that Heath Board was dangerous six years ago. Did the Baroness’s husband know about this as well?

 

Here’s another one for the Senedd and the Baroness’s husband. In the late 1990s, one of the UK’s Experts in ‘Control and Restraint’ in Mental Health nursing was one Mike Williams. He was paid a lot of money to go all over the country sharing his expertise. Mike Williams worked as an Angel in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh for decades. He was the charge nurse in Bryn Golau Ward when I was illegally imprisoned there in 1986/87. Mike witnessed Dafydd turning up at gone midnight to ‘visit’ me, when I was in bed. Mike knew that I had been unlawfully arrested and imprisoned. He did not let me out. Mike was told by another Angel to put me in the Dungeon but he realised that I had a brain and he was treading carefully.

Mike had worked at the North Wales Hospital since the mid-1960s. He knew about the lobotomies, the abducted babies, the disappeared, the forged documentation, the trafficking gang and of course that dungeon. Mike knows about the murder of Stephen Bagnall as well (see post ‘Hey, Hey DAJ, How Many Kids Did You Kill Today?’).

One of the UK’s ‘experts’. It wasn’t a coincidence. Everyone who had the gen on that trafficking gang flourished. They are also the people who are Upholding The Standards.

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Dates For Your Diary

I used to live near a village in Somerset called Fiddington and a group of villagers produced a parish newsletter, the ‘Fiddington News’, on a regular basis. The ‘Fiddington News’ had a feature entitled ‘Dates For Your Diary’ and as disrespectful teenagers, my friend and I would howl with laughter at the idea of putting some of the suggested dates in our diaries. It wasn’t that the dates were pure evil, they were just the sort of things that teenagers laugh at – whist drives, Evensong, or if the boat was really being pushed out, the Flower Show.

So in ‘Fiddington News’ style, here’s a post with a few Dates For Your Diary, at least for those people who are interested in joining the dots re the Westminster Paedophile Ring and associated wrongdoing.

Previous posts eg. ‘I Don’t Believe It!’ detailed the attempts of Top Docs Malcolm Pearce and Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain at St George’s Hospital Medical School to become world famous by publishing, in Aug 1994, an account of a life saving medical miracle that they had performed. Unfortunately for them, everything unravelled rapidly as it was very soon revealed that they had performed no such operation and had committed a major research fraud. Pearce was sacked in Dec 1994 and struck off in June 1995. Chamberlain did not face any disciplinary action, I suspect because of his key role in concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring and his close association with the Royal gynaecologist Sir George Pinker (see post ‘Wimmin’s Wellbeing – The Fortnum And Mason Connection’).

In my post ‘Now Then…’ I also detailed how, when he was working in the US in 1965-66, Chamberlain had carried out medical experiments on at least one living foetus whom he had aborted at 7 months gestation and then killed after the experiments. I cannot understand how this never came to the attention of the wider public, not only when Chamberlain became embroiled in scandal in 1994, but throughout the many battles over abortion in the US. America has a vociferous anti-abortion lobby who’s worst nightmare is exactly the sort of thing that Chamberlain did. Chamberlain’s work was published in 1968 in the ‘American Journal of Obstetrics and Gynaecology’, so I can only assume that someone worked very hard to ensure that his research never appeared in the media or as part of any anti-abortion campaign.

Furthermore, in the US there is legislation that supposedly prevents the sort of thing that Chamberlain was doing from being kept secret ie. the US Freedom of Information legislation, which began in the 1970s and has been under further development up to the present. In anti-abortion campaigning in America, there is no specific reference to Chamberlain et al (1968) although there’s a strand of campaigning regarding feotal awareness and sensitivity, feotal disposal and feotal experimentation, which clearly alludes to the sort of thing that Chamberlain was doing. Chamberlain scarpered back to the UK by the time that his Mengele-like efforts were published, so perhaps that is how he avoided the car bombs, drive-by shootings, aggressive picketing and the like.

My posts ‘The Banality Of Evil’, ‘A Solicitor’s Letter From North East Wales MIND’ and ‘Now Then…’ describe how, during 1994 and 1995 – after there had been a police investigation into a possible paedophile ring operating in north Wales/Cheshire and the Jillings Investigation into the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council was underway and there was an increasing number of voices demanding a public inquiry into matters north Wales – the refusal of anyone to investigate my very serious complaints about Dafydd et al and the numerous attempts by Dafydd and the paedophile gang to have me declared dangerous and incarcerated on the basis of no more than their perjury, mapped neatly on to events at St George’s Hospital Medical School. I had worked for Malcolm Pearce at St Georges, 1989-91 and was forced out of my job (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’). Documents now in my possession demonstrate clearly that St George’s colluded with Dafydd and the paedophiles and were, without my knowledge, in direct communication with them whilst I was employed there.

Posts ‘The International Language Of Screaming’, ‘Feet In Chains’ and ‘They Are MYRIAD, They Are Legion’ describe how, when investigations into the VIP paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire ‘of which there was no evidence’ were underway, there was a frantic reconstruction of the image of north Wales as a place heaving with talented writers, musicians and other cultural giants and a sudden explosion of interest in the writing of the history of psychiatry in north Wales, which somehow forgot to mention the endemic abuse of patients, the Mary Wynch case – which made history – or the dungeon in which Dafydd was unlawfully imprisoning victims of the sex trafficking gang. The ‘talented people’ suddenly colonising the media from north Wales and those rewriting history were all members or associates of the sex trafficking gang or their families.

I have mentioned how, when the distress flare was sent up by the paedophiles of north Wales, reinforcements from other parts of the UK were called in, such as Charles Webster from Oxford University, ‘the official NHS historian’, the ‘polymath’ Dr Jonathan Miller (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’) and, it would seem, those medical men who were set to make history at St George’s. Professor Mark Williams, Dafydd’s colleague from Bangor University, was taking the world by storm with his research fraud which was Mindfulness (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’) and Dafydd himself had discovered PTSD (see post ‘Feet In Chains’) and was leading the field in diagnosing ‘cannabis psychosis’ whilst selling Class A drugs.

Between the fit-ups in court and the deaths of our friends, us service users in north Wales were pissing ourselves laughing as we saw these fuckwits whom we knew very well paraded before the world as groundbreaking superstars.

I have mentioned that Chamberlain received plenty of good PR to see him through choppy waters as a result of his friendship with Cilla Black, who in the early-mid 1990s was the biggest light entertainment star – and money spinner – for LWT. Dear old Peter Mandelson had worked for LWT in the 1980s and then dedicated himself to reconstructing the image of the Labour Party in exactly the same way that someone was encouraging the paedophiles’ friends to reconstruct the image of north Wales. The fickle finger of suspicion can’t only be pointed at Mandy – that was an era of marketing and ad men lying their arses off in order to convince people that stupid, criminal politicians were going to save the nation.

Come on down Tim Bell and Saatchi and Saatchi, the Price Is Right!

 

I was fascinated to see the emergence of someone else who became a light entertainment favourite – and a very rich woman – in spite of her lack of ability and, it transpired, her deeply unpleasant way of conducting herself, during 1994. I am talking Vanessa Feltz.

Vanessa arrived on our TV screens from – allegedly – nowhere in May 1994, after she landed a very lucrative contract with Anglia TV to present a daytime show, ‘Vanessa’. It was a new type of TV show for the UK, very obviously modelled on the multiply traumatised  multimillionaire Oprah in the UK. My God, Vanessa wasn’t half talked up before her show was launched. Acres and acres of newsprint, wall to wall interviews with Vanessa and her husband on TV and radio. There was only one narrative – that Vanessa was a ‘Jewish housewife from north London’ who had struck lucky because someone somewhere had noticed her ‘talent’. Vanessa would appear on a sofa shrieking, explaining that she was a ‘big woman’ who of course ‘likes chocolate’ and was going to change the course of light entertainment. I noticed all this not because of the trite Vanessa, but because of who her husband was, who was mentioned in EVERY interview and appeared on TV with her. He was the surgeon Michael Kurer, who had trained at UCL and I knew what some of his colleagues were getting up to.

Vanessa banged on constantly about her ‘wonderful’ doctor husband and her ‘gorgeous’ children. Which I thought was weird because if I was embarking on a career in trash TV, I would want my family kept well out of it. Furthermore, if I was working as a Top Doctor, I would want to be kept well out of it as well. But no, Vanessa shrieked and giggled through numerous interviews, screaming ‘he’s a doctor, he’s a doctor, isn’t he wonderful’ and took trips down memory lane and recounted how her gran was laid up in UCH and said to her that there was a lovely young medical student on duty and how the 17 year old Vanessa was introduced to this GORGEOUS – shriek, shriek, shake the dated hairstyle about – aspiring Top Doc. Engagement and marital bliss followed from 1983 onward, a la Barbara Cartland.

It was very clear to me that the Top Doc was Vanessa’s USP and was a key part of the equation.

Furthermore, Vanessa wasn’t ‘just a Jewish housewife’. She was Jewish and she did come from north London – Totteridge, a very affluent area, her father had a ‘lingerie business’ – but she was a graduate of Trinity College, Cambridge and was a journalist for the ‘Jewish Chronicle’ and the ‘Daily Mirror’. Vanessa, who mentioned her family values as often as she mentioned the Top Doc husband and beautiful children, had also specialised in offering outspoken sex advice and had written for ‘Men Only’. So Vanessa could well have bumped into Dafydd’s and paedophiles’ friends such as Dr Philip Cauthery and Dr Martin Cole (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’), Dr Patricia Gillan (see post ‘A Bit More About Those Very Muddy Waters’) etc. Sex therapists all. Cauthery was on the Editorial Board of ‘Forum’ magazine, for which Alastair Campbell wrote. Campbell also worked for the ‘Daily Mirror’.

Feltz had also worked for the BBC London radio station GLR.

‘I’m just a suburban doctor’s wife who spends my time making cup cakes for the children.’

 

With her arms in the sink:
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Vanessa went to Haberdasher Aske’s Girls’ School. I’m fairly sure that Esther Ratnzen, that good friend of Dafydd and the abusers, sent her daughter to Haberdasher Aske’s and Esther is also part of the celebrity Jewish London community.

 

As for the Top Doc, Michael Kurer was appointed as a consultant orthopaedic and shoulder surgeon to the North Middlesex University NHS Trust in 1994. He was born and grew up in Manchester before attending medical school at UCL. Kurer started his orthopaedic training at the Royal Free Hospital and became a senior registrar at the Royal National Orthopaedic Hospital.

Kurer’s interest in shoulders was inspired by working with Ian Bayley and Paul Calvert. Kurer spent a year working with them as a research fellow immediately prior to his consultant appointment.

Paul Calvert built up a specialist shoulder clinic in the orthopaedic department at St George’s Hospital, where he was clinical lead for ten years.

Why does that not surprise me?

Calvert later moved to the Royal National Orthopaedic Hospital, where Kurer worked with him. Although Calvert trained as a general orthopaedic surgeon, he retained his involvement with trauma surgery and continued to cover for medical emergencies. Calvert was the lead surgeon on call at the Clapham Junction rail crash in 1988, St George’s being the nearest hospital to the crash site.

Calvert ‘masterminded’ the emergency care at St George’s for those injured in the Clapham Junction rail crash, as well as ‘dealing briskly’ with various incursions from the media and the Gov’t. Calvert has published on orthopaedic surgery and on the consequences of the Clapham Junction rail crash. The new orthopaedic operating theatres that he planned and commissioned at St George’s were named in his honour.

Paul Calvert died of cancer in May 2004, aged 55.

 

The Clapham Junction rail crash happened on 12 Dec 1988. Thirty five people died and 484 were injured. The crash was caused by a signal failure as a result of a wiring fault. A subsequent Public Inquiry Chaired by Anthony Hidden QC found serious health and safety violations on the part of British Rail and BR were fined £250k.

The Hidden Inquiry also recommended the installation of automatic train protection (ATP) for the whole rail network. The ATP equipment governs the speed of trains and automatically stops them at red lights. However, the £750m price tag was considered too high by British Rail and the Gov’t, immediately prior to privatisation in 1993. In 1998 after the Paddington rail crash, Deputy PM John Prescott said that ‘money was no object’ in upgrading railway safety systems.

An inquiry led by Lord Cullen into fatal crashes at Southall in 1997 and at Ladbroke Grove in 1999 once again called for ATP to be installed by 2010 on the railways. Yet in 2002 Blair’s Transport Secretary, Stephen Byers, said the Gov’t would not commit to the £3bn needed to install ATP. However, the cheaper, simpler Train Protection and Warning System (TPWS) has since been installed across the network – although it cannot stop trains going through a red light if they are travelling at more than 75 mph.

So we’ll wait for the next train crash. When it happens, as with the Clapham Junction disaster, the TV cameras will be there to film the Top Docs wearing their high vis jackets with ‘DOCTOR’ written on the back, as they wade through the wreckage and the corpses. The TV cameras will also be on cue to film Angels ‘coming in from home to help out in an emergency’. When it all kicked off at Clapham and Calvert was the hero of the hour, people very wisely remained quiet about the fact that Calvert’s senior colleagues at St George’s were colluding with Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales and that their Professor of Paediatrics, Geoffrey Chamberlain’s friend Oliver Brooke, had in Dec 1986 been imprisoned for the possession of child porn and for procuring child porn, but was released on appeal in May 1987 by Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane, who likened Brooke’s kiddie porn collection to a collection of cigarette cards. Oliver Brooke was a major figure in a pan-European paedophile ring. See post ‘The Heart Of Darkness’ for details.

Neither did anyone mention that when Cynthia Payne’s brothel at Ambleside Avenue in Streatham was raided in 1978, among the now famous but unnamed customers found within – which included a peer, lawyers, a judge, police officers and Top Doctors – were a number of consultants from St George’s. I don’t mind if Top Docs visit brothels in which all activity involves consenting adults who are there of their own free will, but Ambleside Avenue was known to be a networking opportunity for the clients, some of whom had interests in sex with underaged people. For more information re Ambleside Avenue, who turned a blind eye to what and how Lord David Sutch, who knew about the details of life in that brothel, was found dead whilst in the care of the Top Docs, see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’.

At the time of the Clapham Junction rail crash, Thatcher’s Gov’t was on the ropes with regard to transport safety. There had been a series of fatal accidents and Paul Channon, the Secretary of State for Transport, was finding it increasingly difficult to explain Gov’t complacence. Channon was a very rich man, a member of the Guinness family who produced generations of Tory politicians and a girlfriend for Carlo. Paul Channon’s daughter Olivia was found dead at Oxford University as the result of a heroin overdose in 1986. Fellow party-goers lied about the circumstances of Olivia’s death and the fall guy was her friend Rosie Johnston, who went to prison. Others got off remarkably lightly, particularly the ones from aristocratic families. See post ‘Is The Party Over Yet?’

In Dec 1988 Ken Clarke was Health Secretary and was involved in an all out war with the BMA, of which the President at the time was Dr John Marks. In Dec 1988 I was part of John’s Marks’s brother’s Prof Vincent Marks’s CRC-funded research team at the University of Surrey. When I worked for Vincent Marks, unbeknown to me, my work was stolen and given to Prof Nicola Curtin of Newcastle-Upon-Tyne University, who published it under her name. At the same time, one of Tony Francis’s psychiatrist colleagues from Manchester University had decided that he was going to become a cancer researcher and took part in a research fraud which resulted in the – presumed – suicide of one of the members of the research team. See posts ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’, ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ and ‘Apocalypse Now’.

 

Ken Clarke knew all about Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales and concealed their crimes and he knew about the criminality at St George’s Hospital and concealed that as well. Ken and Thatcher were involved in a tussle with Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor, the Duke of Westminster, who’s ancestors had provided the dosh which had established St George’s Hospital centuries before at Hyde Park Corner. The Duke, the richest man in the country, wanted the money from the sale of the Hyde Park Corner site, now that St George’s had relocated to Tooting. Ken Clarke’s autobiography explained that he thought that the money from the sale should be reinvested into the NHS. Ken’s book doesn’t explain what the outcome was, but what actually happened was that the Duke was allowed to purchase the Hyde Park Corner site, which was worth millions, for £6000 (see post ‘The White Heat Of This Revolution’).

The Duke of Westminster was at the time the President of the City of Chester Conservative Association. The constituency MP was Sir Peter Morrison, who was a member of the paedophile gang in north Wales/Cheshire. Morrison was also molesting kids in London. His conduct was openly discussed by members of the constituency association and widely discussed at Westminster. Thatcher was warned about his activities but Morrison remained in her Gov’t and a personal friend of hers.

Morrison’s sister Dame Mary was Woman-of-the-Bedchamber to HM Queen Lilibet. The Duke was a close friend of Carlo, who was Chancellor of UCNW (Bangor University), where staff were facilitating the sex trafficking ring. Alison Taylor, the whistleblowing social worker from Gwynedd, wrote to Carlo in the late 1980s, telling him that children in care were being abused in north Wales. Carlo’s office wrote back and said that he could not get involved. Kids from Bryn Estyn were taken on ‘work placements’ to Grosvenor’s estates, but refused to return there without explaining why.

Come on Ken, you and Thatch didn’t really fight the Duke over the Hyde Park Corner site did you? You just handed it over for the price of a cup of tea, because the Peter Morrison business had you all over a barrel.

 

In 1994, Mary Archer was a non-executive Director of Anglia Television. When he was young, Jeffrey Archer aka Tuppence had worked for the UNA, with which Dafydd was linked and as a charity fundraiser for the National Birthday Trust, with which Geoffrey Chamberlain was involved (see post ‘Now Then…’). In July 1987, Tuppence gave evidence in a libel trial at the Old Bailey, regarding allegations that he had paid a prostitute with whom he had slept to leave the country. At the time, I made jokes about Tuppence’s evidence in a letter to Gwynedd Health Authority. I now have possession of a document which shows that someone had carefully underlined every reference that I had made to Tuppence and his evidence at that trial. My letters to Gwynedd Health Authority were all being passed on to Andrew Park, a bent lawyer in the Welsh Office, who knew that Dafydd and the paedophiles were perjuring themselves but who nonetheless co-ordinated court action against me.

It was later revealed that Tuppence had perjured himself at the 1987 trial and he was imprisoned for this in 2001. The prostitute to whom he had given dosh was due to give evidence in court again, but was killed as a result of a car crash shortly before Tuppence’s trial. Tuppence’s wife also perjured herself in the 1987 trial, but was never charged.

For further info about Tuppence and Lady Mary, see post ‘Tuppence And His Fragrant Wife’.

Jeffrey Archer was named as someone who may have benefited from insider dealing as a result of an attempted takeover of Anglia TV whilst his wife was a non-executive Director of Anglia TV. An investigation by the Secretary of State for the DTI launched in July 1994 into allegations of insider dealing by Archer resulted in no charges being brought. The Secretary of State for the DTI at the time was Michael Heseltine, who is from Swansea although he does his best to pretend not to be.

Awound the wagged wock the wagged wascal wan. A Towy wascal, not a Relsh one.

There was a long standing paedophile gang operating in west Wales with links to Dafydd and the gang in north Wales. Heseltine will have known about them, as he will have known about Peter Morrison. Heseltine was MP for Tavistock in Devon, 1966-74, so he will have also known the sort of activities with which Jeremy Thorpe was involved.

When Vanessa got her big break with Anglia TV in May 1994, one of the bent NHS managers in Gwynedd who was colluding with Dafydd et al in their attempts to fit me up was Keith Thomson. Thomson resigned as CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust in 2005 after he was threatened with imprisonment by a High Court judge in Cardiff for unlawfully witholding my medical records. Thomson told the world that he was ‘retiring’. He didn’t retire, he relocated to west Wales, where he became CEO of the NHS Trust down there.

In 1994 Heseltine was still entertaining hopes of becoming PM.

Heseltine’s highly lucrative family business was the publisher Haymarket. Someone else who was helping to keep the lid firmly nailed down on the wrongdoing of Dafydd and paedophiles was Dr David Owen – who’s wife Deborah was a literary agent, until she retired in 2013. Dr Death was directly linked with some of the Top Docs involved with the sex trafficking gang in north Wales and Dr D.G.E. Wood, the corrupt GP who was facilitating the gang, really liked Dr Death. In 1988, when Ken Clarke was battling with the BMA, Wood was approaching all sorts of people without my knowledge and colluding with them to damage me. I imagine that Wood did this for many years, but I only have documentary evidence of him doing this during 1988 and 1989.

Deborah Owen is a rich American who was literary agent to the best. When she was young she worked for Lippincott in the US and when she arrived in London in 1969, Owen worked for Nicholas Thompson.

Owen’s most high profile client was Delia Smith. Delia’s mother was Welsh and after Delia left school and began cooking, she lived with a Harley Street family, upon whom she tried out her recipes. Delia worked as a cookery writer for the Daily Mirror’s magazine from 1969. The Deputy Editor was Michael Wynne-Jones, who was born in Wales – Delia married him in 1971.

In 1997 Delia and her husband became the majority shareholders in Norwich City F.C. Wynne-Jones had been associated with Norwich City for decades.

Older readers will remember 1970s TV favourite ‘The Sale Of The Century’, produced by Anglia TV, which was introduced with an enthusiastic cry of ‘From Norwich, it’s the quiz of the week…’

 

From ‘Service Shenanigans’, it’s the quiz of the week – who was it, between 1993-97, who gave people known to me in Somerset who were in touch with D.G.E. Wood without my knowledge, thousands and thousands and thousands of pounds in return for them smearing my character and their silence if I was imprisoned or found dead?

Someone at St George’s had previously rung the same people pretending to be Brown and told them that I’d tried to kill myself – which wasn’t true. Although what was happening at the time was that people were trying to kill me and Brown.

I’ll be blogging more about the Somerset connections soon – I’ve uncovered more and it’s not looking too good for the Wagged Wascal from Swansea who always harboured hopes of being PM…

 

Michael Wynn-Jones established New Crane Publishing, which produced some of Smith’s books as well as the Sainsbury’s magazine, which Wynn-Jones edited. In 2005, New Crane Publishing was sold to Seven Publishing for around £7 million; Smith had been working as a consultant for the publishing company. Wynne-Jones has written extensively and in 1972, George Gale appointed Wynn-Jones as deputy editor of ‘The Spectator’.

 

Vanessa, don’t tell me that with this sort of Everest of a dung heap to conceal, that you were plucked from obscurity by chance by a fairy godmother in May 1994, just when St George’s and Dafydd were in great need of assistance and an advert for wholesome family-orientated Top Docs was required to cover for nutters who were running paedophile gangs and had a history of carrying out medical experiments on almost full term foetuses and then killing them.

 

Meanwhile, up in UCNW, Professor Fergus Lowe, who had succeeded Dafydd in the University as Mr Big, was netting huge amounts of grant funding from Unilever to vastly expand the School of Psychology. For many years the advisory director of Unilever was Lord Leverhulme, Philip Lever, the 3rd Viscount Leverhulme. He was a former Senior Steward of the Jockey Club, 1973-76 and Lord Lieutenant of the City and County of Chester from 1949-90. Unilever was the company founded by Philip Lever’s grandfather. Fungus built his empire at Bangor by overthrowing the influence of Dafydd in the University in the late 1980s and then used his knowledge of Dafydd’s crimes to hold a gun to the heads of those who had been complicit with Dafydd. Philip Lever continued in the Lever family’s philanthropic tradition as a Trustee of the Leverhulme Trust. He was Chancellor of Liverpool University, 1980-93. The Liverpool University which trained Dafydd and trained and employed many of his fellow crooks. Philip Lever was Chancellor in 1987 when Dafydd told me that he was friends with a Professor Richard someone or other and that if I dropped my complaint about him, he would have a word with Professor Richard and I would be guaranteed a place to study medicine at Liverpool. Just like that. I was so gobsmacked that to my eternal regret the surname of the corrupt Professor did not register and I have no idea who he was. For more details on Philip Lever, see post ‘Heart Of Darkness’.

Dr Death was Chancellor of Liverpool University, 1996-09.

 

Vanessa’s love-in with Anglia TV ended in 1998, when she got too big for her Top Doctor-related boots and asked for a massive pay rise. Anglia refused, so Vanessa left for the BBC, who coughed up for a £2.7 million contract for her to present ‘The Vanessa Show’, which was screened immediately before ‘Kilroy’. The ‘Kilroy’ which on a number of occasions starred one Dr Dafydd Alun Jones as a ‘medical expert’. Kilroy, we sat in our sitting rooms in Gwynedd and tears of laughter ran down our cheeks, as you rushed around the studio with a microphone, asking Dafydd what his opinion was. It was hilarious, this mad old bugger who had threatened us, tried to bribe us, said the craziest things to numerous people and told people that they had manic depressive insanity or were suffering from cannabis psychosis because they had been on the mari-jew-ana, was on the tele with an orange narcissist who was doing a sincere face for the cameras whilst crucifying distressed people who had suffered at the hands of the likes of Dafydd.

Meanwhile, Anglia TV filled the space that Vanessa had vacated with ‘Trisha’, someone else who pretended to be concerned at the problems of what Blair called the underclass. The underclass certainly made good tele. Trisha later had a breakdown and I seem to remember that she was married to a Top Doc who was involved with some sort of scandal.

Vanessa and Trisha both had problems with members of their studio audience who were experiencing complex psychosexual problems actually being students from UEA who had found a source of fun.

The genre of course culminated in ‘Kyle’, in which the odious Jeremy Kyle – who was a student at the University of Surrey at about the time that I worked there – insults the dispossessed and yells at them to SHUD UP or even ‘get a hair cut’.

Kyle has been outed as having various personal problems, such an excessive drinking and gambling. Some people got very excited when there were allegations that the married Kyle had entered into liaisons with teenagers and had fessed up to having a ‘fumble’ because what bloke wouldn’t. Well I can beat those revelations. Kyle’s show often features people with drug problems and a thuggish looking man in a sharp suit whom I think is called Graham doubles up as the show’s ‘psychologist’ who organises ‘aftercare’. There has been concern expressed by other psychologists about Graham’s ethics. After the addicts have had a good row with their nearest and dearest on camera and everybody has collapsed in tears, Kyle offers addicts a final chance and tells them that The Car is waiting outside to take them to a rehab clinic, but they’ve got to make the decision NOW and promise their poor old mum that they’re ready to change. Then the addict is bundled into a huge contraption with blacked out windows and is driven away at speed.

I took it for granted that the rehab clinic which was offering the guests on Kyle their last hope would be run by the usual hopeless uninterested Top Docs, but I am delighted to announce that Kyle surpassed himself. Some of those addicts were taken to Dafydd’s ‘detox unit’ in Wrexham, Hafan Wen. I know because I knew someone who was there when a guest from Kyle arrived…

 

The best that money can buy:

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

 

Vanessa’s happy-ever-after with the Top Doc who had links to those concealing a paedophile gang fell apart when she found out that Kurer had been shagging one of his junior doctors. Kurer made some incredibly cruel comments about Vanessa which reflected rather more badly on him than they did on her, no matter how awful she is.

The Kurer-Feltz family home was in St John’s Wood in London and Feltz still lives in St John’s Wood. Sir Ronnie Waterhouse lived in St John’s Wood for years and was President of the St John’s Wood Society. Many of Sir Ronnie’s neighbours were celebs or members of the judiciary. Dr Jonathan Miller also lives in St John’s Wood.

Whilst Vanessa colonised the BBC, Jimmy Savile was doing his worst. Savile visited Bryn Estyn and one boy claimed that he was sexually assaulted by a group of men for Savile’s entertainment. After everybody else admitted that Savile and Rolf Harris were molesters, Vanessa came out of the closet and alleged that Rolf had groped her. Rolf Harris has links to Anglesey and held an art exhibition there, which was attended by Meri Huws, who is now the Welsh Language Commissioner. Meri was a social worker for Gwynedd County Council during the 1980s when the Council’s children’s homes were being run by the paedophile gang (see post ‘Are You Local?’). Rolf has spoken about the possibility of moving to live on Anglesey.

What a pity that Vanessa didn’t mention the name Jimmy Savile when she appeared so many time on TV to tell us how wonderful Top Docs were.

 

The constituency MP for Totteridge whilst Vanessa and her family lived there was Tory Reginald Maudling, who had to resign as Ted Heath’s Home Secretary as a result of Maudling’s involvement in John Poulson’s corrupt business practices. Maudling had held Cabinet positions – including that of Chancellor of the Exchequer – under Harold Macmillan and was linked to both the Profumo Affair and to Jeremy Thorpe. See post ‘Another Episode Of Friends…’ for further details re Reginald Maudling.

Totteridge was home to a number of celebs, including Cilla’s friend Cliff Richard.

 

Another Date for Your Diary is 2 June 1944, the day on which Sir Peter Morrison was born. Morrison went to Eton and Keble College, Oxford, where he read law. So Morrison, along with all the other lawyers in Thatcher’s Gov’t – including Thatcher herself – did know that participating in sex parties with children and killing witnesses was illegal.

Lord Margadale, John Morrison, was Sir Peter Morrison’s father. He was born on 16 Dec 1906 and died on 25 May 1996. William Hague announced that there was to be a Public Inquiry into the abuse of children in care in north Wales towards the end of May in 1996.

John Morrison was the son of Hugh Morrison and Lady Mary Leveson-Gower, daughter of the Liberal statesman Granville Leveson-Gower, 2nd Earl Granville. Hugh Morrison was the Tory MP for Wilton for a brief time in 1918 and then for Salisbury, 1918-31. Hugh Morrison was one of the wealthiest men in the UK and the family seat was at Fonthill in Wiltshire.

John Morrison was educated at Eton – as was his father – and Magdalene College, Cambridge. He served in the Royal Wiltshire Yeomanry in WWII. John Morrison served as the Tory MP from Salisbury, 1942-65 and was Chairman of the highly influential 1922 Committee, 1955-64.

John Morrison began owning and breeding horses in 1952 and established the Fonthill Stud in 19th century stables on his estate, which has produced winners of several classic races. He also led a reorganisation of the Jockey Club.

Sir Ronnie Waterhouse’s wife’s family bred racehorses and Ronnie ensured that he got to know everyone who was worth knowing in that business.

Lord Margadale married the Hon Margaret Smith, daughter of William Smith – known as Frederick – the 2nd Viscount Hambleden. William Smith’s father William Henry Smith founded THE WH Smith, the shop recently voted the worst on the planet. William Smith was the sole inheritor of the business. For years WH Smith took a hard line on what they felt was indecent material ie. soft porn and also refused to stock ‘Private Eye’.

In 1891, Frederick Smith also succeeded his father as MP for the Strand, holding the seat until Jan 1910. Frederick Smith was targeted for blackmail by the notorious poisoner Dr. Thomas Neill Cream, who (writing under an assumed name) claimed to have proof that Smith had poisoned a prostitute. This was one of three known attempts at blackmail that may have been the real motive for Cream’s string of poisonings in the Stepney and Lambeth areas of London from Oct 1891 to April 1892. They played a role in the final arrest, prosecution, and conviction of Cream at the Old Bailey in October 1892 and his execution the following month.

I do hope that Thomas Cream really was a blackmailer and a serial poisoner and not someone who had evidence that the MP for the Strand and the owner of WH Smith had poisoned a prostitute.

Frederick Smith married Esther nee Gore, a daughter of Arthur Gore, 5th Earl of Arran, an Anglo-Irish peer. Esther’s sisters were Lady Mabell Gore, (1866–1956), wife of the 11th Earl of Airlie and a Lady-of-the-Bedchamber to Queen Mary; Lady Cicely Gore (1867–1955), wife of the 4th Marquess of Salisbury and an Extra Lady of the Bedchamber to Queen Alexandra. One can never have enough Ladies of the Bedchamber. Frederick and Esther had a son, William Henry Smith, who succeeded Frederick as 3rd Viscount Hambleden.

Arthur Gore’s son was Arthur Gore, 6th Earl of Arran. The 6th Earl’s son, yet another Arthur Gore, ie. the 7th Earl of Arran, killed himself at the age of 55 on 28 Dec 1958, nine days after his father’s death. The 7th Earl was unmarried and reportedly killed himself because he was gay.

After Arthur Gore killed himself, his younger brother became 8th Earl Arran. The 8th Earl was known as ‘Boofy’, although wiki tells us that he was called Arthur. There seem to be a great many people called Arthur Gore in this family, but surely even this lot would not have called two of their sons Arthur Gore. I can’t be completely certain of that though, because they don’t seem to have been on the same planet as everyone else. Boofy was considered to have been quite mad by everyone around him and sadly had a very serious alcohol problem.

Boofy did make history however, as a high profile campaigner in the Lords to reform the laws on homosexuality. In 1965 Boofy sponsored a homosexual law reform bill, although the bill ran out of Parliamentary time. Boofy worked with Allan Horsfall and Antony Grey in CHE (the Campaign for Homosexual Equality). Grey remembered that Boofy was incredibly useful because he ‘was related to everyone’ and was happy to enlist the help of his many aristocratic relatives for campaigning purposes. Boofy was also a Conservative whip in the Lords which will have helped.

Boofy sponsored the Labour MP Leo Abse’s private members bill to decriminalize homosexuality between consenting adult men. It was this bill which eventually formed the 1967 Sexual Offences Act. Boofy was married to Fiona Gore, a Scottish power boat racer. Described by Harold Macmillan as ‘the prettiest girl he had ever seen’, Fiona married Sir Arthur (Kattendyke Strange David Archibald) ‘Boofy’ Gore in 1937. In 1958 Boofy succeeded his brother to become the 8th Earl of Arran.

Boofy and Fiona also had a thing about badgers. They kept them as pets and as well as his work on homosexual law reform, Boofy campaigned for the protection of badgers and piloted the Badger Protection Bill through Parliament.

But Boofy Arran became best known in the 1960s for his weekly column in the ‘London Evening News’ (where he was sometimes billed as ‘The Earl You Love To Hate’). This ran until 1978, when he suffered a stroke, a misfortune he blamed on his daily intake of a half-bottle of champagne before lunch.

 The Arrans had a ‘remarkable’ home, ‘Pimlico’, near Hemel Hempstead in Hertfordshire. Lady Arran kept a sizeable menagerie there. Wallabies, pot-bellied pigs, llamas and alpacas, caged birds (including a macaw which volunteered rude comments on proceedings, and others that uttered further expletives), horses, a fox and assorted dogs completed a bustling scene. The family wore gumboots in the house to fend off their brood of ankle-nipping badgers.

Lady Arran always called her current favourite badger Rosie. A succession of these creatures visited, and left a mark on, the smartest houses in England. Drawn as ever to the lochside, Lady Arran kept a small house on the Isle of Inchconnachan on Loch Lomond. She boated the loch while her badgers lived beneath the veranda, chasing people hurrying to the jetty.

Meanwhile, Fiona Arran continued to win speed boat competitions, eventually completing the Round Britain offshore race, a demanding event even for the fit young men who made up the other contestants.

Boofy died in 1983. The elder of their two sons, the 9th Earl of Arran, survives her. Fiona Arran died in May 2013.

The 9th Earl Arran, Arthur Connelly-Gore, is the son of Arthur Gore, 8th Earl Arran and the former Fiona Colquhoun, first daughter of Sir Iain Colquhoun. He was educated at Teon and Balliol College, Oxford. He served in the Grenadier Guards. Lord Arran was the assistant manager of the ‘Daily Mail’, then assistant general manager of the ‘Daily Express’ and the ‘Sunday Express’ in the 1970s. He was a Director of Waterstone’s.

Arthur Connelly-Gore succeeded as 9th Earl of Arran on 23 Feb 1983, upon the death of his father. In the Lords, Lord Arran has played an active role for the Conservative Party, serving in several junior ministerial roles.

On 28 Sept 1974, Arran married Eleanor van Cutsem, daughter of Bernard van Cutsem and Lady Margaret Fortescue. Bernard had two sons, Hugh and Geoffrey, from his first marriage to Mary Compton. The late Hugh van Cutsem was close mate of Carlo’s. Geoffrey van Cutsem married Sally McCorquodale, sister of Neil McCorquodale, the husband of Lady Sarah Spencer, the elder sister of Diana, Princess of Wales. Bernard van Cutsem was a racehorse breeder, so I expect that Sir Ronnie Waterhouse knew him as well.

Lord and Lady Arran have two daughters, one of whom is Lady Laura Melissa Fortescue-Gore, born 14 June 1975, who married Major James Duckworth-Chad, who’s maternal great-grandfather was Albert Spencer, 7th Earl Spencer, the paternal grandfather of Diana, on 16 October 2004. They have four children.

 

Allan Horsfall, with whom Boofy campaigned, came from Lancashire, sat as a Bolton Councillor and set up the North Western Homosexual Law Reform Society, which later became CHE. Horsfall joined the Labour Party in 1956 and ran CHE, 1971-74 and then became President for life.

Antony Grey became Secretary of CHE in 1962 – David Astor gave him a job as a sub editor on The Observer. Antony Grey is an assumed name – like Horsfall, he cohabited with a male partner for years, who has never been identified in public.

The Chester branch of CHE was believed to be a front for paedophilia and many gay men left the branch because of this. A leading member of the Chester CHE branch was jailed for abusing boys in care in north Wales.

An article from ‘The Guardian’ in 2007 stated that Leo Abse claimed that Roy Jenkins wanted Michael Foot to pilot a homosexual law reform bill through Parliament. Abse alleged that Woy wanted to bog Foot down because he was a leadership rival. Woy concealed the paedophile gangs in Wales both as Home Secretary and in other roles. Abse was ‘great friends’ with Foot. Abse stated that he kept ‘the mining MPs’, who were perceived to be unsympathetic to homosexual law reform, away from the votes by ‘calling in all my debts’. Abse was mates with the Chief Whip John Silkin, who ensured that sufficient Parliamentary time was allowed for the bill. Thus the Sexual Offences Bill 1967 was passed.

John Silkin’s brother Samuel Silkin, was Attorney General, 1974-79.

Abse was applauded for being a champion of homosexual law reform, but Abse might have had rather different motivations for this than was assumed. Abse was investigated for historical sex offences against children himself. He was also close friends with George Thomas and concealed Thomas’s offences against children and young people for years. Abse was a crooked lawyer and he lied to the press, threatened to fit people up and paid off others in order to keep George Thomas out of trouble. See post ‘It wasn’t On Our Radar’.

Just as worrying was the way in which Leo Abse, virtually single-handedly, manipulated Harold Wilson as well as Audrey and Jim Callaghan into allowing Abse to dominate the Houghton Committee, ensure that those who ‘advised’ the Committee were no more than a collection of associates of Dafydd and the paedophiles. The Houghton Committee led to the Children Act 1975, which did not protect children but instead paved the way for a boom in children’s homes across the whole of north Wales, homes which were virtually all infiltrated with paedophiles (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’).

Abse was a highly manipulative and exploitative man, who in very old age married a woman decades younger than himself who in some ways was obviously quite vulnerable. In an interview with ‘The Guardian’ after his 90th birthday celebrations, Abse stated that the gay community had showed a total lack of gratitude towards him for his successful campaigning on their behalf and that none of them even sent him a birthday message.

I suspect that many gay people considered Abse to be an abusive man who was colluding with crimes against young people whilst at the same time ensuring Labour Party support in south Wales. George Thomas was a friend of Harold Wilson’s and a very effective political campaigner. If George Thomas had been exposed as a child molester, support for the Labour Party in south Wales would have plummeted.

Michael Foot was mocked as Worzel Gummidge by the right wing tabloids in the 1980s, but when he was younger, he too was a very competent political strategist. He knew what George Thomas and Dafydd and the paedophile gang were doing, but ignored it. Even radical politicians in those days did not care too much what was happening to kids in care, prisoners and mental health patients if supporting them meant losing votes. There are indications that Michael Foot himself was involved in sexual activity which would have caused a scandal if it had ever been made public. Foot had worked as a journalist for many years and had links to the security services. He was known to have made it clear to the press that if certain matters were published about him, he would make public equally incriminating information about people like Lord Beaverbrook and Lord Rothermere.

Politicians from all parties were all involved in so much sexual exploitation that they didn’t dare blow the whistle on each other.

Peter Morrison had two bothers, Charles and James.

Sir Charles Morrison was the Tory MP for Devizes, 1964-92. After Eton and National Service in the Life Guards, Charles Morrison went up to Cambridge for two years, but left, explaining later that ‘I was just wasting my time and didn’t feel like a third year… But I did leave voluntarily.’ He then trained at the Royal Agricultural College, Cirencester, before starting work on managing the family estates.

In 1958, Morrison became a member of Wiltshire County Council and chaired its Education Committee in 1963-64. He entered Parliament in May 1964 at a by-election for Devizes which followed the death of Percivall Pott, holding the seat for the Conservatives against all opinion poll forecasts and against the trend in three other by-elections held on the same day. This was put down to his being well-known, popular and active in the constituency. His campaign had the support of Ian Fleming, a relation by marriage of Morrison’s wife Sara, who wrote an article called ‘To Westminster with Love’ beginning with the words ‘Charles Morrison – Licensed to Kill.’

Soon after his election to Parliament, Morrison supported Heath’s bid for the party leadership. When his party returned to power under Heath in 1970, Morrison was not given a job in Gov’t In 1966, Morrison bought Fyfield Manor near Pewsey in Wiltshire from the former PM Anthony Eden.  As a landowner and Conservative Party MP Morrison’s moderate views did not find favour with Thatch. He continued as MP for Devizes until his retirement in 1992, when he was succeeded by Michael Ancram. He was knighted in 1988.

Morrison married firstly, on 28 Oct 1954, Antoinette Sara Frances Sibell Long, the only child of the 2nd Viscount Long and his wife Viscountess (Frances) Laura Long (nee Charteris), granddaughter of Hugo Charteris, 11th Earl of Wemyss. They had two children, but the marriage ended in divorce.

Lord Martin Charteris was the grandson of Hugo Charteris. He was an Old Etonian and former lieutenant colonel who was the younger brother of the 12th Earl of Wemyss. In 1950, Charteris was appointed Private Secretary to Princess Elizabeth, heiress to the British throne. From Lilibet’s accession in 1952 until 1972, Charteris served as her Assistant Private Secretary under Sir Michael Adeane. On Adeane’s retirement in 1972, Charteris was promoted to Private Secretary. He held this post until his retirement in 1977 and returned to Eton as its Provost. 

Charteris gave an interview to ‘The Spectator’ in 1995, in which he described the Duchess of York as ‘vulgar, vulgar, vulgar’, the Prince of Wales as ‘whiney’ and the Queen Mum as ‘a bit of an ostrich’. Gawd bless ‘er.

 

In 1984 Charles Morrison married secondly Rosalind Elizabeth Ward (née Lygon). They also divorced.

 

Charles’s brother James Morrison, who succeeded his father as 2nd Baron Margadale, was commissioned into the Life Guards in 1949, before transferring into the Royal Wiltshire Yeomanry. 

James Morrison took over the Fonthill Stud from his father in 1972 and had a successful career on the Turf as the breeder of three Classic winners at his stud. Two of his fillies, which he also owned, won the Oaks at Epsom, one ridden by Lester Piggott who won the race in 1975.

James Ian Morrison was born on July 17 1930. His father, the 1st Lord Margadale, was, as John Morrison, the Conservative MP for Salisbury from 1942-64. In 1972 John Morrison predicted to one of his sons: ‘Mark my words, Margaret Thatcher will be the next leader of the party.’

Peter Morrison was a friend of Thatcher’s and was one of her strongest supporters in her 1975 leadership campaign.

The Morrisons lived at Fonthill House in Wiltshire but they also own the 80,000-acre Isle of Islay, off the west coast of Scotland. Here James spent much of his childhood; he loved Islay for the rest of his life, spending as much time as he could there.

After Ludgrove and Eton, James was educated at the Royal Agricultural College, Cirencester.

James Morrison was a keen polo player into his thirties. His interests beyond the Turf included shooting and hunting. He particularly enjoyed shooting woodcock on Islay, but lamented the decline of grouse on the island. He was for many years President of the South and West Wilts Hunt.

Particularly proud of his association with the Territorial Army, James was Honorary Colonel of the Royal Wilts Yeomanry. He was also a member of the Queen’s Body Guard for Scotland from 1960.

A number of Dafydd’s associates in north Wales were in the TA.

James Morrison was a County Councillor for Wiltshire in 1955 and from 1973-77, as well as Chairman of the West Wilts Conservative Association, 1967-71.

Morrison’s involvement in racing went beyond breeding. From 1969-80, he was Chairman of Tattersalls Committee, ruling on betting disputes. Morrison was also Chairman of Wincanton racecourse and acted as a steward at many of the major race meetings, including Royal Ascot.

Morrison succeeded as the 2nd Lord Margadale on the death of his father in 1996. He married, in 1952, Clare Barclay, with whom he had three children. Their daughter, Fiona, is married to Hugh, the 3rd Viscount Trenchard, who has had a career in the City; their younger son is the trainer, Hughie Morrison. Their elder son, Alastair John Morrison, born in 1958, succeeded as the 3rd Lord Margadale in April 2003 and was appointed Deputy Lieutenant for Wiltshire in the same year.

Alastair married, firstly, Lady Sophia Cavendish, daughter of Andrew Cavendish, 11th Duke of Devonshire and The Honourable Deborah Mitford, on 19 July 1988. They had two children: The Honourable Declan James Morrison (born 11 July 1993) and The Honourable Nancy Lorna Morrison (born 22 January 1995). Alastair married, secondly, Amanda Fuller, daughter of Michael Fuller, on 2 September 1999. 

 

I note the link between James Morrison, brother of a child molester who enjoyed the protection of the highest echelons of the British state and Lester Piggott, the outstanding jockey, who was famously hung out to dry in the mid-1980s.

Piggott retired as a jockey at the end of the 1985 flat season and became a trainer. His Eve Lodge stables housed 97 horses and sent out 34 winners. His burgeoning new career as a trainer was ended when he was convicted of tax fraud and jailed for three years on 22 Oct 1987. Piggott served 366 days. According to Piggott, a commonly held belief that he was prosecuted after using an undeclared bank account to make a final settlement of his tax liabilities is a myth. He was stripped of his OBE which he had been awarded in 1975. 

There was much comment at the time regarding the harshness with which Piggott was treated. Police mugshots of Piggott in custody were leaked to the press and much was made of Lilibet stripping him of his OBE. The UK is crawling with people in possession of honours who hung onto them after doing far worse than Lester Piggott. Furthermore, in Feb 1991, HM Lilibet knighted the brother of James Morrison, whom it was known was molesting children in north Wales and elsewhere.

When Lester Piggott was put on trial and imprisoned, Alison Taylor and I were shouting as loudly as we could about Dafydd’s crimes in north Wales. Mary Wynch had won a case against Dafydd and the paedophiles. Just three months before Lester Piggott was jailed, Tuppence and Lady Mary had lied their arses off in court.

Lester Piggott was sentenced by Mr Justice Farquharson at Ipswich Crown Court. When a barrister, Sir Donald Farquharson acted mostly for the Crown and among those he prosecuted was Cynthia Payne of Ambleside Avenue. At Payne’s sentencing in 1980, Farquharson told the judge how a succession of respectable men — including a peer, an Irish MP, barristers, solicitors and ‘several vicars’ — had beaten a path to her door. Consultants at St George’s Hospital who were colluding with the gang who supplied kids to Peter Morrison beat a path to Cynthia’s door as well.

A ‘scrupulously fair’ prosecutor, Farquharson conceded that Cynthia’s brothel was ‘well run’ and that there was no question of coercion or corruption of young people. He then described how customers were treated to an all-in ‘luncheon voucher’ scheme, which entitled them to eat and drink, watch a live sex show and films (‘Horse-lover’, ‘Bizarre Taste’, ‘Black Power’ and so forth) and have sex with one of the girls.

Cynthia Payne was sentenced her to 18 months’ imprisonment, which was reduced to six months and a fine on appeal.

Cynthia was raided again in 1986 and stood trial in 1987 but didn’t go to prison. Some of those working on the case were angry that she wasn’t jailed. I think that there were far too many careers at stake for Cynthia to have been jailed again in 1987, particularly after all that embarrassment with Oliver Brooke. So Lester Piggott was jailed instead and made persona non-grata. Just in case he ever felt like telling anyone what Sir Peter Morrison and his associates were doing.

Someone in Lester Piggott’s position would also have knowledge of other crimes – such as doping race horses.

 

The Torygraph magazine today has a feature on the current Duke of Westminster, Hugh Grosvenor, the son of Peter Morrison’s mate. The Torygraph have printed a nice photo of Hugh as a baby with his mum and dad, taken in Feb 1991. The month that Peter Morrison was knighted and that my career was destroyed, as well as those of two other witnesses!

Hugh told the Torygraph all about the fruition of his father’s vision, the new Defence and National Rehabilitation Centre (DNRC) for injured servicemen on the Notts-Leicestershire border. The DNCR is costing £300 million. Hugh’s father committed £50 million to it and Hugh has added a further £20 million through the Westminster Foundation, the Grosvenor family charity. Some of the money for the DNCR has come from the Libor fund. Dafydd’s charity CAIS was given a couple of million from the Libor fund, after CAIS lied about the services for which the monies were being requested (see post ‘George Osborne Enters The Picture’).

The DNCR was designed by architects John Simpson and the US firm Steffian Bradley. We are told that ‘Simpson’s style’ can be seen at Buck House and at  Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge.

The Torygraph explains that the 2nd Duke, Hugh ‘Bendor’ Grosvenor,  was a friend of Winston Churchill and a lover of Coco Chanel. Today, the Grosvenor estate has investments in more than 60 cities around the world. The estate owns 145,000 acres in Oxfordshire, Cheshire, Lancashire, Scotland and Spain and is valued at close to £10 billion.

Hugh Grosvenor was educated near the family seat in Cheshire. He attended Eccleston Primary School, a state school near Chester and then Ellesmere College, before studying countryside management at Newcastle-upon-Tyne University.

Ellesmere College is one of the campuses of West Cheshire College. The former Associate Principal of West Cheshire College is Alun Pugh. Pugh was the Labour AM for Clwyd West, 1999-07 and was Minister for Culture, Welsh Language and Sport. Pugh grew up in south Wales, then moved to live in Newcastle-upon-Tyne, then moved to north Wales. There was a paedophile gang in operation in the north east with strong connections to Dafydd et al in north Wales.

Alun Pugh is the former partner of Meri Huws, that former Gwynedd social worker who’s colleagues facilitated the paedophile gang which operated in north Wales/Cheshire. Further details of Alun and Meri’s beautiful mutually exploitative relationship can be read in my post ‘People With Energy’.

You appear to have a full house Alun – colleagues, partner and former student who were all directly linked to concealing the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. Alun Pugh always looks as though he is in a dreadful strop:

 

BBC NEWS | UK | Wales | Good night, bad night after poll

 

In terms of paedophiles in distress sending for reinforcements who are celebs, in the mid-1990s, the Gateshead born footballer Paul Gascoine enjoyed cult status. On 9 June, 1994, Matt Arnold, the former Head of Bryn Estyn, died of an ‘unspecified blood disease’. On 13 June, 1994, his friend and colleague Peter Howarth – along with Paul Wilson – went on trial for abusing kids in Bryn Estyn. Arnold and Howarth had both worked at Axwell Park Approved School, Gateshead, before relocating to Bryn Estyn in 1973. Kids were abused at Axwell Park. Turning Gazza into a celeb backfired on the paedophiles’ friend when it transpired that Gazza had one hell of a problem with alcohol and a mood disorder.

Hugh is Prince George’s godfather and his sister, Lady Viola Grosvenor, works with the charity Kidscape. Working for charidee is a fine Grosvenor tradition. Whilst he concealed a paedophile gang who murdered witnesses, Hugh’s dad Gerald was involved with numerous charidees, including:

  • President, Scope (formerly the Spastics Society), 1982–2005.
  • President, National Kidney Research Fund, 1985–97.
  • President, Royal National Institute for the Blind,1986–2012.
  • President, Drugs and Alcohol Foundation, 1987–97.
  • Life Vice-President, NSPCC, 1988 until death.
  • President, Life Education Centre (Drug Prevention), 2000–12.
  • All of these charidees concealed the abuse of vulnerable people.
  • Gerald Grosvenor was a Committee member of the Board of Nuffield Hospitals, from 1995 until his death. There was a Nuffield Hospital in Chester – the Grosvenor Nuffield. Dafydd worked there in the 1990s.

Despite being very rich, Gerald Grosvenor was one of the peers who mobilised the Lords to wave through Thatcher’s Poll Tax legislation when it looked in danger of defeat. There was outrage in some parts of the UK as peers arrived at the Lords from the shires – some of them in taxis – as a result of their determination that Thatcher’s brain wave which would save them a few bob would be enshrined in law. Some of the peers who rolled up to do their duty had only ever previously bothered to go to the Lords three or four times in their lives. Never mind, it backfired – it was the Poll Tax that was the downfall of Thatch. Gerald later left the Tory Party anyway when the Tories altered taxation methods, leaving Gerald liable for income tax, which he had previously managed to avoid paying.

 

Prince William is a Patron of DNCR. The project director is General Sir Tim Granville-Chapman, a former MoD Vice-Chief of Defence Staff. Hugh explained to the Torygraph that there is a lake at the DNCR, because his father ‘believed in the soothing power of water and there’s lots of clinical research to suggest that he was right about that’. Is that so Hugh? Which research is that then, could you give me the references? Furthermore, if clinical research has shown any such thing, why doesn’t every mental health unit in the country have a lake? The Menai Strait and coast off north Wales are lovely if you’re in good health, but a number of psychiatric patients have drowned themselves in those particular bodies of water, so perhaps they didn’t benefit from the clinical research that you’ve based the design of the DNCR on.

The Torygraph explains that the DNCR will soon be expanded to take ‘civilian patients’. Just like Dafydd’s ‘nursing homes’ for ‘veterans’ (see post ‘Feet In Chains’)! The DNCR will be providing the ‘service’ at a cost to the taxpayer of £22 million/yr. Dame Carol Black, the Principal of Newnham College, Cambridge, wrote a recent review of services which was used to support the work of the DNCR.

Carol Black is a Top Doctor who was at Bristol Medical School at the same time as D.G.E. Wood. After qualifying she worked at Hammersmith Hospital, along with those people committing research fraud and others who were having sex with their bosses in return for jobs (see post ‘Interesting Facts’). Dear old Carol then ended up at the Royal Free Hospital, where she became the Medical Director. The Royal Free Hospital where I was interviewed in the late 1980s and discovered that the interviewing panel had info about me which could only have come from D.G.E Wood, Dafydd, Tony Francis or Gwynne the lobotomist.

Dame Carol constructs herself as a Wimmin’s Champ. So that was why there was so much unhappiness with obstetric care at the Royal Free that there were demos and public protests outside of the hospital by wimmin furious at the crap care on offer there.

The Dame retired in 2002, but the nightmare was not over by a long way. The Dame was the genius behind the disastrous junior doctors training scheme ‘Modernising Medical Careers’, which ended in such chaos that New Labour had to scrap it, after spending millions.

The next move by Blair was obvious – he asked the Dame to lead the DoH on revamping the sickness benefits system. It needed revamping, but the Dame was not the person to do it. The Dame doesn’t believe that conditions such as depression and anxiety exist because the symptoms aren’t observable. Many people have disputed that, but even if the symptoms aren’t visible to the naked eye, that does not mean that there’s nothing there. Presumably the Dame has taken a leaf out of the book of Florence Nightingale, who didn’t believe in germs because things that small could not exist. So off went Florence to give the injured soldiers another dose of the deadly lamp.

Neither does the Dame hold with sick notes. The Dame demanded that fit notes should be issued instead. Furthermore, the outsourcing companies such as Crapita and Atos should be the ones to issue the fit notes. So we have the Dame to thank for the suicides of disabled people that, it has been admitted, have resulted from badly trained Crapita  and Atos ‘assessors’ deeming people with severe disabilities as being fit for work, because they can perform tasks such as ‘eating unaided’ or ‘standing up from a sitting position’.

Here’s the Dame in a standing position with a smug expression on her face, demonstrating that she’s fit for work as the Principal of a Cambridge College:

 

Dame Carol M. Black photographed at the BBC 100 Women Wikipedia editathon on 8 December 2016.png

 

 

 

 

 

Anthem For Doomed Youth

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dr Death, a friend of people traffickers!

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

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

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

‘We didn’t know.’

Yes you did.

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

 

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

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

 

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

 

 

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

 

Bottoms Up, We’ve All Become Millionaires!

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

The White Heat Of This Revolution

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

Meet Professor Nigel Eastman of St George’s:

Newsletter - Spring 2016

 

Who is a friend of St Helena Kennedy:

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St Helena is married to a Top Doc herself!

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

Old Warwickians - 1940s-1960s School House Dinner

 

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

And this was/is his partner in crime:

Lucille Hughes

 

It is incredible isn’t it.

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

  • North Wales Hospital, Denbigh - County Asylums

‘We didn’t know.’

Oh yes you did.

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

Greville Janner was a member of the Magic Circle.

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

Mike Mansfield is a Republican!

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

Tony Blair is a pretty straight kind of guy!

Tariq Ali is a revolutionary Marxist!

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Alastair was unmarried.

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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Dafydd, still in business today:

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Wheels within wheels – or the same incestuously corrupt shithouse?

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

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Cry, The Beloved Country

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

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

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

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

When I witnessed Jones doing this I used to piss myself laughing and wonder how anyone could ever be taken in by such an old ham, but then I thought well, if you are 70 and in chapel and you have not witnessed what Dafydd does and says when he thinks that certain people are not watching, perhaps you would think that he was a kindly old rather eccentric doctor from a previous era. However by the time that the Waterhouse Inquiry was h