Cry, The Beloved Country

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

1991-93: Management Accounts, Barts NHS Trust

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

A whole extended family of paedophiles’ friends there.

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jehova, Jehova, Jehova.

 

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

Ronnie Waterhouse also took holidays with Leon and Diana Brittan.

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

Jehova, Jehova, Jehova…

 

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

 

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

Jehova, Jehova, Jehova…

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

 

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

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

Caaaaam on….

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

Anyone for concealing child abuse?

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

Want more Top Docs? Caaaaam on….

 

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Have The Lambs Stopped Screaming?

Now that Carwyn has announced his intention to stand down as FM in the autumn, Rhodri’s long term buddy and Spad, the paedophiles’ friend Mark Drakeford, has declared his intention to run for FM. So I thought that in this post I would return to the subject of Rhodri’s doings – whilst he was being advised by Drakeford – as described in his own words in that rather incriminating autobiography of his, ‘Rhodri: A Political Life In Wales And Westminster’.

Previous posts of mine discussed Rhodri’s career before he became FM, so now I’ll take a look at a few of the events after Rhodri became leader of Welsh Labour and FM in Feb 2000.

 

Within two weeks of becoming First Secretary (FM), Rhodri’s officials demanded a £1 million payment from the coffers of the Welsh Gov’t to the Richard Rogers Partnership. Richard Rogers, a mate of Blair’s, designed the building at Cardiff Bay which now houses the Senedd. The saga of Richard Rogers and the construction of the building that now houses the Senedd was a standing joke in Wales.

Ron Davies, the then Secretary of State for Wales, announced on 13 March 1998 that an international competition would be held to select the design of the building for the debating chamber. RIBA Competitions would oversee the competition and a design panel would recommend a design to the Secretary of State for Wales, ie. Ron. The Design Competition Advisory Panel was Chaired by Jim Callaghan. Callaghan and four members of the panel were appointed by Ron Davies and the remaining two members were appointed by the RIBA. Ron wanted a building ‘to capture the imagination of the Welsh people’ and the criteria of the competition was that the building should have a price tag of no more than £12 million including fees.

Richard Rogers Partnership (RRP) were announced as the lucky winner just ten days after the closing date for designs – 55 architects had originally shown an interest – after a unanimous decision of the Advisory Panel. Eleven days after Ron announced that RRP would be the project’s architects, Ron resigned as Secretary of State after having been caught with his trousers down on Clapham Common with Boogie (see post ‘Cottaging At Castle Gate’).

It was planned that the outline design would be completed by June 1999, and a detailed design completed by Feb 2000. Construction of the building was due to begin in Nov 2000 and be completed in April 2001. Rhodri replaced Alun Michael as First Secretary on 15 Feb 2000 and on 22 March 2000 Morgan stopped all work on the project to carry out a complete review. The decision to stop the project was supported by a vote in the National Assembly on 6 April 2000.

The review was carried out by the Assembly’s Management Services Division, the Property Advisors to the Civil Estate and Symonds Group Ltd. They considered the following options: cancel the project, continue with the existing design, design a building on Site 1E, improve the existing debating chamber, construct a small one in the courtyard of Crickhowell House and relocate to Cardiff City Hall. On 21 June 2000 it was agreed that the original proposal using the RRP design should proceed. Why Rhodri stopped the process and after a few months of farting around began everything again using RRP and the original plan I do not know.

An international competition was held to select the main contractor. It was advertised in the Official Journal of the European Community – which was where the advert for the Design Competition had been placed – and in Dec 2000, Skanska Ltd was selected as the main contractor. Edwina Hart, the Minister for Finance, Local Government and Communities, approved the final project design on 18 Jan 2001 and by 1 March 2001, a ceremony took place to mark the beginning of construction.

Six months after construction had begun and with only the piling and a temporary road around the site having been completed, Hart announced on 17 July 2001 that the National Assembly had terminated the contract of RRP. She said that despite the termination of the contract, the debating chamber should still be built to RRP’s design. RRP said of the project that ‘From the outset, RRP has advised that the project could not be built within a construction budget of £13.1 M due to client changes, the political requirement to use indigenous materials at any cost and exceptional contractor changes. RRP’s advice was consistently ignored. It is plainly untrue for the Finance Minister to assert that RRP underestimated the costs.’ Hart said she stopped the project because of the ‘significant underestimates in the cost plan prepared by RRP’, and that RRP ‘had hidden costs from the Assembly’.

I am wondering whether – as with the NHS in north Wales when she was Health Minister – Edwina knew the scale of the wrongdoing so put the boot in, only to find herself compromised in some way and then had to retreat.

A legal dispute then arose between RRP, who were claiming £529,000 in fees and the National Assembly, who were claiming £6.85 M in damages. On 10 Dec 2001 RRP requested an appointment of an adjudicator from the Construction Industry Council to resolve the issue. The adjudication took place in Feb 2002 and ruled that RRP was entitled to £448,000 of its claim, while the National Assembly was not entitled to any of the damages they had claimed.

In August 2001, the National Assembly appointed Francis Graves Ltd as the project managers, to review the whole project up until the termination of the RRP contract and to propose how the project should progress in the future. They reported that the ‘lines of accountability were complex and insufficiently clear’, that no project costs were obtained by the National Assembly, independent of RRP, until Dec 2000 and that the project ‘was highly susceptible to cost over runs’. The report recommended that the National Assembly appoint project managers – which they did when they appointed Schal International Management Ltd (part of Carillion) in May 2002. Northcroft Group Ltd were appointed as a subcontractor, responsible for cost management and they reported directly to Schal. Schal reported to a Project Board, who reported to the Minister for Finance, Local Government and Communities. The Project Board was made up of National Assembly and Welsh Government officials and a representative from Schal.

The Welsh Government decided that a fixed-price contract would be used for the second phase of construction. The overall aim was to ‘deliver a landmark building…to time, to an appropriate quality and within budget’. On 23 Oct 2002 an invitation to tender was issued through the Official Journal of the European Community, that journal having come up trumps on the two previous occasions on which it was used for tendering purposes.

Eight companies expressed an interest and the Welsh Assembly Government negotiated a fixed-price contract with Taylor Woodrow for £48.2 M. The contract was signed between Taylor Woodrow and Rhodri on 1 July 2003 and construction began for a second time on 4 August 2003. Taylor Woodrow were involved with the Channel Tunnel consortium so obviously WAG had been sufficiently impressed by the major problems and the appalling safety record – including the deaths of workers – during the construction of the Channel Tunnel to ask Taylor Woodrow to build the People’s Senedd. 

Construction of the Senedd ended on 7 Feb 2006. The Senedd was opened by HM Lilibet, Phil the Greek, Prince Charles and Camilla on 1 March 2006, St David’s Day. There is a nice photo of the opening available featuring Lilibet, Richard Rogers and Rhodri’s mate, the paedophiles’ friend Sue Essex (for the lowdown on Sue see post ‘The Paedophiles’ Friends Of Cardiff North’).

Two years after the bash with Lilibet et al, Taylor Woodrow Construction were fined £200,000 and ordered to pay costs of £71,400, after being prosecuted by the HSE at Cardiff Crown Court. The breach contributed to the death of John Walsh, a foreman working for a subcontractor of Taylor Woodrow. The accident occurred on 14 March 2004 and was due to a cavity wall that Mr Walsh was filling collapsing on him, even though Taylor Woodrow Construction had recognised the risks before the contract had begun. Judge Neil Bidder QC said that ‘No-one seriously disputes it was an unsafe construction’.

The cost of the Senedd increased from £12M in 1997 to £69.6M in 2006. In a report published in March 2008 by the Wales Audit Office the reason for the difference between the two costs given was that the original estimate of £12M was not based on any detailed design of the final requirements of the building. Extra costs of the building were due to unforeseen security measures after the 11 Sept attacks in the United States. Or so it was claimed. I suspect that the paedophiles’ friends were flattering themselves if they believed that international terrorists would ever bother to fly a plane into their debating chamber to destroy them. A lot of people probably would have liked to have blown them to smithereens, but the kids in care and psych patients were penniless and drugged into oblivion by the Top Docs, it’s not as if any of them would have been in a position to cause mass death and destruction down at Cardiff Bay.

So Rhodri handed over a great deal more than £1 million to Richard Rogers, although he only mentioned the £1 million in his book. The death of John Walsh was a well-kept secret as well.

 

However Rhodri did have a fright in 2001 when he believed that someone was trying to kill him. He was sent flour in the post and there was a major scare because everybody thought that the white powder was anthrax. Why this conclusion was drawn was not made clear. Rhodri explains in his book that his right hand man Lawrence Conway – who had spent a lifetime in the Welsh Office concealing the crimes of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and the paedophiles – kept it all very quiet when it happened. Publicity did follow though when the man behind the ‘anthrax’ was put on trial at Cardiff Crown Court. The person concerned was a former chemistry teacher, Nicholas Roberts. Roberts had sent flour to a number of other people, including Jan Morris, the travel writer who in her previous incarnation as James Morris was a member of the 1953 Everest team which contained Sir Charles Evans. Evans was the Top Doctor who was Principal of UCNW (Bangor University) whilst many staff who facilitated the sex trafficking gang led by Dafydd and the paedophiles were employed in that institution. Jan Morris is equally famous as one of the first people in the UK who underwent gender realignment. Jan is big mates with a number of paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’).

Media reports of the trial of Nicholas Roberts suggest that a lot went unsaid, or at least unreported. Nicholas stated that his sending flour through the post was a work of art. I know artists who do take this view of such things and after all there have been movements like Dada, which produced Marcel Duchamp’s ‘Fountain’ in 1917 – a gents’ urinal – and in 1920, Cologne’s Early Spring Exhibition was set in a pub and involved people walking past urinals whilst being read lewd poetry by a woman in communion dress. Of course the biggest act of Dada began in 1998, when Ron Davies kicked off that competition to build the Senedd…

The judge, John Griffith Williams QC, obviously didn’t understand Dada. He described Nicholas Roberts as a ‘very strange man indeed’ and stated that the sending of flour through the post had to be taken very seriously because Nicholas Roberts was a former chemistry teacher. No, I don’t follow John Griffith’s logic either.

It was reported that Mr Roberts had previous in terms of throwing eggs at Lilibet’s car on a Royal Visit to Cardiff and spraying road signs black because they were in English and not Welsh . So it sounded to me as though Mr Roberts was a man who protested about things.

What was not mentioned in Court or in the media reports was that Nicholas Roberts was well-known in Grangetown in Cardiff as the drag queen Gorgeous Gertie and there was much hilarity that Gorgeous Gertie had freaked Rhodri’s office out and that Lawrence Conway was trying to keep it quiet.

I am wondering why a drag queen prone to public protests felt like frightening an FM who had been previously accused of kerb crawling in the Grangetown area as well as a high profile transgender writer who was mates with some of the paedophiles’ friends. Perhaps Rhodri’s cousin Nia who lived in Beddgelert in Gwynedd might know.

Gorgeous Gertie paid a high price for his act of Dada. He was sentenced to two and a half years in prison. You can’t be too careful with former chemistry teachers. Or indeed drag queens who knew who was doing what in the red light district down the road from the workplace of Rhodri and his colleagues whilst the Waterhouse Inquiry was underway.

 

Rhodri’s book sheds light on another matter that intrigued me as well. As the North West Wales NHS Trust slowly sunk underneath the weight of the scandals and the patient deaths and Edwina Hart, in her capacity as Health Minister, announced that she was going to abolish the Trust, Martin Jones the Trust CEO and Elfed Roberts, the Chairman of the Trust, began to go particularly mad as described in previous posts. Martin and Elfed caused great confusion by refusing to tell NHS staff what was going on and indeed a number of Trust staff did not believe that the Trust was going to be dissolved and that a new CEO and Chairman were to be appointed. Just before Martin and Elfed turned into pumpkins at the wave of Edwina’s magic wand, a new hospital was opened in Porthmadog, Ysbyty Alltwen. There was a PR piece in the local newspaper accompanied by a photo of Edwina and what was very obviously Martin and Elfed at the opening ceremony, labelled ‘Edwina Hart and some local people’. I was told that this was another signal to the masses that Martin and Elfed were about to be removed from their positions.

Everybody wondered why Ysbyty Alltwen had been built. It was a small hospital without many services, had been built at a time when the NHS was in deep, deep shit financially and because it was run and staffed by the paedophiles’ friends, was just as bad as the other NHS facilities in north Wales. I lived five miles down the road from Ysbyty Alltwen at one point and on one occasion I suffered an injury to my face when my – sizeable  – dog jumped up suddenly and bashed me in the mouth with his head by accident. As blood poured and teeth wobbled, my friend helped me phone Ysbyty Alltwen – which advertised itself as having an A&E. The Angel whom we spoke to was so fucking rude to us that she made it clear that if I actually went to Ysbyty Alltwen I would not be receiving treatment. The friend who listened to the Angel was a student nurse herself, so we decided to stay at my place whilst she helped me sort out the injury. From what I remember, I didn’t even give that Angel my name, so for once the hostility and flat refusal to do their job wasn’t personal. It was just another fucking dreadful Angel who knew that she could speak to the general public like this and in the event of a complaint there would be no investigation and no comeback.

Just after Ysbyty Alltwen was opened,  a man who lived in one of the houses virtually opposite the hospital murdered his wife and family. Press reports constructed it as a domestic violence case. The man concerned had in fact become seriously mentally ill and was supposedly under the care of the mental health services at the time. His wife and neighbours had begged for more help for him and all of them maintained that he had been a gentle devoted husband and father who had changed out of all recognition. Their pleas were ignored and by the time that he massacred his family, no-one from the mental health services had even seen him for weeks.

 

Rhodri’s book explained why a few more million was spent on a hospital that wasn’t needed and was staffed by the usual awkward bastards from the day that it opened. It was the result of a deal struck between Edwina Hart – who was then the Finance Minister – and Dafydd Wigley, the AM for Caernarfon – in order to get the Assembly’s first budget passed. So Dafydd Wigley – who for decades had lived in the bosom of the paedophiles’ friends but ‘didn’t know’ what a paedophile was (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’) – could boast to his constituents that he had secured a new hospital. A new hospital staffed by the same sort of lethal fuckwits who were slaughtering Lord Wigley’s constituents but as there was never any investigations, the relatives of the dead could prove nothing. Anyone who could read data sets however just had to look at the suicide rate for north west Wales and the dreadful health outcomes to know that something was going seriously wrong. The highest mortality rates in Europe for many conditions Lord Wigley.

Whilst Edwina and Lord Wigley were doing their dirty deal, Andrew Davies AM was Chief Whip. That’s the Andrew Davies who was the bedfellow of Meri Huws, who formerly worked as a community social worker for Gwynedd Social Services on the Maesgeirchan estate near Bangor. The Ty’r Felin children’s home was on Maesgeirchan. The girls at Ty’r Felin were taken to local pubs and nightclubs by social workers where they were sold for sex – the boys were trafficked to destinations further afield, including Dolphin Square (see post ‘Are You Local?’). At about the time that the dirty deal was being thrashed out – about the time of the publication of the Waterhouse Report – Meri returned from exile in Dublin and was given the job as Head of Lifelong Learning at Bangor University. Over the next few years Meri drove the dept into the ground. Staff were ruthlessly bullied and unlawfully dismissed and a young woman with serious visual impairment was forced out of her job because of her disability. Admittedly she had called Meri a ‘fucking gobshite’, but that was after disability discrimination and severe provocation. She could probably have used the defence of ‘fair comment’, but having learning difficulties and never having travelled much further than her home town of Caernarfon (Lord Wigley’s constituency), she probably didn’t know that the legal precedent had been set in the court case involving Derek Jameson aka Sid Yobboe and ‘Private Eye’ years previously.

Whilst Meri was Head of Lifelong Learning, Lifelong Learning offered ‘courses’ in partnership with CAIS, the charity Chaired by Dr Dafydd Alun Jones which numbers Lucille Hughes, Meri’s former boss at Gwynedd Social Services, as a Trustee.

Before going into exile in Dublin, Meri spent a few years employed at that other home for paedophiles’ friends, Bangor Normal College. The Normal College was the teacher training college in Bangor, which eventually merged with Bangor University.

Whilst Meri was causing havoc at Bangor University, during one General Election campaign a Professor at Bangor told me that he had met Dafydd Wigley campaigning in Bangor. The Professor expressed his extreme concern to Dafydd Wigley about events at the University and told Wigley that the Welsh-speaking VC was being undermined by a non-Welsh speaking PVC, namely Fergus Lowe. Fungus was using his knowledge of the paedophiles’ friends to cause much trouble. A lot of us had noticed this and had also noticed that the VC was receiving no support at all from people like Dafydd Wigley – the Professor concerned told us that he had hoped that perhaps the Defenders of Language and Nation in Plaid might wake up to what was happening if the problem was couched in such terms. They didn’t. Although Dafydd Wigley did say to the Professor concerned that he knew Meri. The Professor told us that it was difficult not to respond with ‘not in the carnal sense I hope’.

 

I discovered today that Bangor Normal has a famous old boy who had escaped my notice – the actor Windsor Davies, he who found fame in the 70s TV favourite ‘It Ain’t Half Racist Mum’. After learning his trade at the knees of the paedophiles’ friends at Bangor Normal, Windsor worked as a teacher at Mountside School for Boys in Staffordshire. There was a long-standing paedophile ring in Staffordshire which was concealed by numerous people for years. Windsor Davies had a moment of pop stardom in 1975 with a recording of ‘Whispering Grass’ with his co-star Don Estelle from ‘It Ain’t Half Racist Mum’. When I was illegally detained in Seiriol Ward in Ysbyty Gwynedd by Meri Huws’s colleague Jackie Brandt after being threatened by Alun Davies, the ‘entertainment facilities’ for patients – some of whom were held there against their will for months – were two ping pong bats and one ball and one of those poles with a sponge ball attached to a cable, the idea being that people could bat the sponge ball around the pole, as well as an ancient record player. There was only one record available however – it was ‘Whispering Grass’ by Windsor Davies and Don Estelle. I discovered later that the only reason that the patients even got those things as ‘entertainment’ was that there had been absolutely nothing at all, so one of the nurses had brought in some of the things that had belonged to their kids but that the kids had grown out of.

Are you enjoying the subsidised restaurants in the House of Lords then Lord Wigley?

Windsor Davies appeared in numerous films including ‘Murder Most Foul’, ‘Drop Dead Darling’, ‘Carry On Behind’ and ‘Carry On England’. He also appeared in ‘Casualty’.

Windsor starred in a special production of ‘Under Milk Wood’, the cast of which was entirely composed of Welsh actors and actresses who had hit the big time during those years of peak child abuse in Wales, the 60s, 70s and 80s. George Martin – friend of ‘The Beatles’ and one who was involved in boosting the metamorphosis of the offsping of the paedophiles’ friends into international rock stars during the Waterhouse Inquiry (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’) – arranged the production and another star was Nerys Hughes, who found fame  as the posh one in ‘The Liver Birds’. Nerys’s mother in ‘The Liver Birds’ was played by Mollie Sugden, who was rather better known for her adventures with her pussy in ‘Are You Being Served?’

Nerys was brought up in Rhyl and went to Howell’s School in Denbigh. Nerys’s mum and dad were Myfi and Ted Kerfoot-Hughes. There was a solicitor in Flintshire called Kerfoot-Roberts whom Ronnie Waterhouse was big mates with and who started Waterhouse on his career in law, but I don’t know if he had any links with Nerys Hughes’s family. Nerys Hughes and her clan will probably have known Ronnie and co because every one of them was an enthusiastic Eisteddfodwr. Nerys still has many relatives in north Wales, including her sister Eleanor Parry who lives in Deganwy with husband Roland. Eleanor’s son, Nerys’s nephew, is Rev Robert Parry, a Welsh Minister in Wrexham. Nerys’s family took their Methodism seriously and in interviews Nerys has talked about the excellent start in life that they gave her. She has paid tribute to her ‘good family’. They seem to have ignored a great deal of unpleasantness around them though Nerys.

Nerys played the lead role in ‘The District Nurse’ and back in 1970 played bit parts in films ‘A Severed Head’ and ‘A Girl Like You’. Nerys is married to TV cameraman Patrick Turley. Presumably between them they did come across the name ‘Jimmy Savile’ at some point in their careers – as I suspect Nerys will have come across the names ‘Gwynne and Dafydd’ when she was young.

Nerys was a regular on ‘Call My Bluff’ in the 1980s, appearing alongside Robert Robinson, Frank Muir and that one who had a very bad stammer. Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie performed a send up of ‘Call My Bluff’, where some of the words involved were ‘insufferable’, ‘smug’, ‘pompous’ etc. With Nerys on the panel, perhaps Robert Robinson et al could have all had a go at defining words such as ‘paedophile’, ‘lobotomy’, ‘chlorpromazine’ and ‘haloperidol’.

The rock group ‘Half Man Half Biscuit’ released a song called ‘I Hate Nerys Hughes (From The Heart)’ on their album ‘Back in the D.H.S.S.’ Which was where so many of us were thanks to the paedophiles’ friends. Meanwhile the Top Docs and Angels enjoyed holidays in the south of France, the Far East, cruises on the Nile etc. How do I know? Because they used to tell the patients about it. Whilst telling patients that they weren’t budgeting properly when patients told them that they couldn’t afford to pay bills, afford bus fares or in some cases food.

 

Nerys’s nephew the Rev Robert Parry was previously the Minister at Bethel Presbytarian Church of Wales in Birmingham. There were numerous connections between Dafydd and the paedophiles of north Wales and corrupt professional people in the West Midlands. The Rev Parry is now the Minister at Capel Y Groes, Wrexham and was involved in the 2011 National Eisteddfod at Wrexham. If the family are Methodists and live in Deganwy, they will know  paedophiles’ friend Lord Roger Roberts (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’).

 

One did not need to be professionally qualified as a Top Doctor or an Angel in north Wales to make a comfortable living from the desperate. I have mentioned in previous posts that the mental health services in north Wales were so bad that by the late 1990s some patients were spending their disability benefits – those that had actually managed to get disability benefits – on various ‘therapists’ specialising in complementary therapies. The complementary therapists were giving free sessions at the MIND Abbey Road Centre in Bangor – which was run and staffed by people who knew all about the abuses of the paedophiles’ friends but who concealed everything that they were told – and once the service users had been fed utter nonsense about the ‘science’ underlying the head massages/root rubbing/ear candles etc and had been convinced that it would help them, sky high prices were charged.

Whilst I took the view that the complementary therapists were a lot less damaging than the sociopaths who staffed the mental health services, there were some very worrying aspects to the phenomenon. Some of the therapists were basically nice people who did not abuse their clients, although they were out of their depth with the problems that their clients brought to them and didn’t always admit this. There were some however who were quite mad – a number of them were to be found at the misleadingly named Well-Being Centre in Caernarfon. Even more worryingly, as with the paedophiles’ friends who ran MIND in Bangor, there was someone in the Well-Being Centre in Caernarfon who was involved with Rape Crisis. The woman from the Well-Being Centre in Caernarfon enthusiastically told me all about her duties at the ‘rape rooms’. Which sounds like something one would have found at the North Wales Hospital frequented by Dafydd. Brown always maintained that it was no coincidence that the paedophiles’ friends were running Rape Crisis in north Wales, no-one could ever have afforded to let anybody competent into the system.

Some of the mad therapists gathered at a Healing Centre in College Road in Bangor. There was one therapist there who was not bonkers like the others – although I think that she must have known all about Dafydd and the paedophiles. She was a former Angel, her father had been a senior member of staff at Bangor University when the paedophiles’ friends ran the place and her ex-husband was a clinical psychologist at Bangor University who had worked at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. She definitely knew how to treat people properly and didn’t mistreat or exploit patients, but she must have known about Dafydd. She had identified Howard Jones –  discussed in my post ‘Counselling, Caring And A Bit Of Identity Fraud…’ –  as being completely unsuitable to be working as a therapist.

There was however another ‘therapist’ who worked in the Healing Centre at College Road who was not only completely unsuitable to be working as any sort of therapist, but who most certainly knew about the paedophile ring – because she used to work in the Ty’r Felin children’s home at Maesgeirchan. Even the Waterhouse Report admitted that Nefyn and June Dodd, who ran Ty’r Felin, seriously abused the children there. Children were punched, kicked, forced to work as free labour in local businesses, kept short of food, sexually assaulted and made to lick Nefyn Dodd’s boots. At the Waterhouse Inquiry, a letter was produced which had been sent to Lucille Hughes in support of June and Nefyn Dodd, whilst Ty’r Felin was under investigation. The letter purported to be from a former resident of Ty’r Felin who was in Risley Remand Centre. The letter was a forgery and Ronnie Waterhouse accepted this. Did Ronnie investigate further? No. He stated that he would ‘ignore’ this key piece of evidence that someone in a prison in England had such a vested interest in ensuring that Nefyn and June Dodd were not held to account that documents were being forged.

I knew the ‘therapist’ who worked at Ty’r Felin well because she used to live near me in Rachub. She freely discussed what a complete bastard Nefyn Dodd was until the Waterhouse Inquiry began. At which point she stated that Dodd was an utter git but ooh no she never saw anything so she couldn’t go to the police with any evidence.

After the Waterhouse Inquiry ended, the fortunes of this woman took a sudden inexplicable turn for the better. She was from a local family and had lived in Rachub for years, as the most hippiest of all the hippies. She was so extreme that most of the hippies did not get on with her that well and kept a safe distance. There was much resentment towards her locally because she had a small boy – who was actually lovely – and would ask people if they could babysit ‘for a couple of hours’ and she would then disappear for literally days. Usually to a festival or a rave, knowing that she had selected a reasonably sane person to babysit and that they would never abandon the little boy. Then she acquired a horse without acquiring the land on which to keep the horse. Not that it mattered – she just put the horse in someone else’s field. And when the farmer kicked the horse out, into someone’s garden no less. A posh garden, with the lawn edged by expensive bricks – the horse trampled the garden and crushed the bricks. However she was able to commune with the horse – who was called Rainbow – and told one of the neighbours that the good thing about Rainbow was that she was a single parent as well and understood such matters. On another occasion she explained to me that one of her friends had experienced a breakdown and had been healed by a dolphin. I thought that this friend must have been off swimming with dolphins, so I asked further and it was explained that the friend in question had never actually met a dolphin but a dolphin ‘got through’ to him telepathically whilst he was ill and it did him the world of good.

So imagine everyone’s surprise when this person constructed herself as a therapist, gained employment at the Healing Centre in College Road, started appearing in Bangor wearing a suit and moved into a very expensive house further down the road at Llanllechid. One of her neighbours – who had been one of those who had babysat for days and nights at a time, who had looked after the therapist and her son when they were ill, supplied meals etc – bumped into her in Bangor and commented that no-one in Rachub had seen her for a while. Whereupon the therapist stated that ‘everybody in Rachub is scum’ and she wasn’t going to bother with them anymore. The neighbour observed to me that the therapist seemed to have forgotten that the rest of Rachub had brought up her son.

Everyone knew that the therapist in question was selfish, exploitative and irresponsible and was certainly no therapist after telling a young woman who’s baby had died as a result of SIDS that the baby had died as a result of the young woman’s ‘karma’, – that was the cause of the Holocaust as well no less – but more importantly from the point of this blog, that therapist who denounced the whole of Rachub as scum witnessed what Nefyn and June Dodd did to those kids at Ty’r Felin.

So Patricia Margaret White aka Pats Reclin aka Isha the Therapist or indeed whatever name that you are using at the moment, would you like to make a police statement admitting what you really witnessed whilst you worked at Ty’r Felin? Because everybody else knew what was happening to those kids. I suspect that Pats was not the only person who was well-rewarded for keeping her mouth shut throughout the Waterhouse Inquiry. The son of hers who was brought up by the scum of Rachub whilst Pats went out and got pissed and stoned for days on end wanted to do medicine. He was bright, but had a disaster with his A levels and had to re-sit the following year. Nonetheless, he still got into Edinburgh onto the medicine degree. I know something about Edinburgh University School of Medicine – they are very elitist, up their own arses in every way possible and do not usually give places to students who have stuffed up their A levels on the first try. Had Pats’ son been at a public school, yes, he might just have wangled a place through nepotism and the old boy network – but he was the son of a mad hippy who was at Friars School in Bangor, it wasn’t Eton.

But of course, as I have mentioned previously, Friars does have an old boy network – the paedophiles’ friends constitute the alumni of Friars School. North Wales is choc full of senior police officers and NHS managers  – such as Elfed Roberts – who went to Friars and some of Bangor’s Top Docs went to school there as well.

Was the success of Pats’ son also related to Pats keeping schtum about events at Ty’r Felin?

The last that the scum living in Rachub heard of Pats, she was in Australia after having spent time at the Findhorn Community. Her son has qualified as a Top Doctor but I don’t know where he is working – he has changed his name.

Pats may also have information about the theft of the Hergest patient F’s child and the fitting up of F (see post ‘Killing Floor – I  Know Cos I Was There!’) as well as the death of Martin, who witnessed it all. Being a creature of raves and festivals in north Wales, Pats was frequenting such events with Jeff Crowther, the psychiatric nursing manager from the Hergest Unit and his friend Gareth Phillips, who also worked at the Hergest Unit. Jeff also attended knees-ups with Mary Vernon, another friend of the family who colluded with Gwynedd Social Services and others to frame F.

Whilst I am naming accessories, I think that a Gwynedd social worker called Amber needs to come forward as well. I saw Amber just before I left Bangor when I was out buying groceries one day. She stood glowering at me as though I had murdered her gran and I asked someone who knew her what the problem was and I was told that ‘she’s working with the Arfon Community Mental Health Team’. I knew Amber in 2000, when she was a social work student. She objected to the presence of another student on the course because he was German and stated that she would not want a bloody German as a social worker. Well Amber, most people wouldn’t want a member of a gang of paedophiles as a social worker but that’s all that was ever on offer in north Wales and now you’ve joined them.

You can intimidate some of the people some of the time Amber, but you can’t intimidate all of the people all of the time. And you lot should not have believed that you could do it to me because it was not going to work. I will be naming all of you now, absolutely all of you. Take a hint and don’t ever, ever try this again with other witnesses.

Amber has also completed a course in complementary therapy!

 

To return to Welsh celebs who somehow ignored a few real horrors on their way up, up and away. The leading role in George Martin’s production of ‘Under Milk Wood’ was occupied by Sir Anthony Hopkins.

Hopkins was born in Port Talbot. He has stated that his father’s working class values have always underscored his life: ‘Whenever I get a feeling that I may be special or different, I think of my father and I remember his hands – his hardened, broken hands’. Being a thespian, Sir Anthony will have calloused hands. To instil discipline, Sir Anthony’s parents insisted he attend  Jones’s West Monmouth Boys’ School in Pontypool. Sir Anthony remained there for five terms and was then educated at Cowbridge Grammar School. He stumbled into acting at 17 with a YMCA group. Sir Anthony’s one line was ‘Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth’. As the lady in the crowd listening to the sermon on the mount in ‘The Life Of Brian’ observed, it’s nice that the meek are getting something because they’ve had a hell of a time.

Sir Anthony maintains that Snowdonia ‘is one of the most beautiful places in the world and Snowdon is the jewel that lies at its heart’. Sir Anthony’s love of Snowdonia has led him to live in Malibu, California in the same way that professional Liverpudlian Cilla had a lorra lorra love for her mansion in Buckinghamshire.

Hopkins was influenced and encouraged by Welsh compatriot Richard Burton – another man from Port Talbot who chose places such as Hampstead and Switzerland as locations in which to live and get pissed – whom he met at the age of 15. Hopkins enrolled at the Royal College of Music and Drama. After his national service, Sir Anthony studied at RADA.

Sir Anthony developed a drink problem but has been sober since 1975. I doubt that he was one of Dafydd’s patients at the North Wales Hospital.

Sir Anthony moved to the US in the late 1970s but returned to London in the late 80s. He relocated to the US once more in the 90s. Interestingly enough, Sir Anthony became a US citizen in 2000, immediately after those few years in which he desperately flagged up his Welsh credentials.

In 1996, Sir Anthony directed an adaptation of Chekov’s ‘Uncle Vanya’,  set in Wales. He became President of the National Trust’s Snowdonia Appeal, raising funds for the preservation of the Snowdonia National Park. In 1998 Sir Anthony donated £1 million towards the £3 million needed to aid the Trust’s efforts in purchasing parts of Snowdon. Prior to the campaign, Hopkins authored Anthony Hopkins’ Snowdonia, which was published in 1995. Hopkins has been a Patron of the YMCA centre for more than 20 years. Hopkins contributed toward the refurbishment of a £2.3 million wing at the Royal Welsh College of Music and Drama, named the Anthony Hopkins Centre, which opened in 1999.

So it rather looks as though Sir Anthony discovered and publicised a deep love for his homeland and for Snowdonia in particular at the same time as all that dreadful publicity about a paedophile ring in north Wales which involved famous people and was concealed at the highest levels. Sir Anthony became a US citizen after Ronnie Waterhouse published his cover-up and everyone slept easily once more.

Sir Anthony is probably most well-known for his role as Hannibal Lecter, the cannibalistic psychiatrist in ‘The Silence of the Lambs’. Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) told me that was his favourite film. Francis killed himself after Operation Pallial re-opened the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, so here’s a reminder of the fallen soldier:

 Well Professor Drakeford – have the lambs stopped screaming?
Hannibal Lecter in Silence of the Lambs.jpg

It was during the early days of Rhodri’s time as FM, in 2002, when I was arrested and charged with ‘threats to kill’ after I told Alun Davies’s secretary, over the phone, that Davies was a fat idiot (see post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’). Davies maintained that he was terrified of an imminent murderous attack from me. Where was Davies at the time? Walking alone at night in Snowdonia perhaps with me nearby? No. I was in hospital in Bangor and Davies was at a meeting in the National Assembly in Cardiff. Davies made eight or nine calls to the police from the Assembly demanding that I be arrested and charged. I understand that Davies’s first few calls demanded my arrest for calling him a fat idiot, but after he was told by the police that it would be ridiculous to arrest me for such an offence, Davies then rang them again claiming that I’d threatened to kill him and that he and his family were living in fear.

Jane Hutt was Health Minister whilst Davies made those calls. Presumably someone at the National Assembly knew that Davies was making those calls and also knew that not only was he in no danger of being murdered but that he only claimed that he was after his initial attempts at having me arrested for calling him a fat idiot was unsuccessful. Would Jane like to explain exactly what was going on in the Assembly on that day?

Whilst Hutt was Health Minister, Mark Drakeford was her Spad. Drakeford has now announced his intention to stand as a candidate for FM and Hutt has told the BBC that Drakeford as FM would be ‘a blessing for Wales’. Perhaps The Blessing who was once a social worker who’s colleagues facilitated a paedophile gang can remember what was going on in the Assembly on the day that he and Hutt were in the company of Alun Davies whilst Davies lied his arse off to the police and had me arrested.

Not that I was arrested immediately. I was a patient in the Hergest Unit at the time and the police refused to enter the hospital and arrest a patient. So I was discharged and arrested as soon as I got home. Which took a while because I was discharged with no money and no transport and had to hitch hike back to my place in Snowdonia.

The Top Doc who facilitated all this was Dr Tony Roberts. Roberts had the highest suicide rate among his patients in any part of England and Wales except for Camden. Hutt and Drakeford knew this because so many of Roberts’s female patients killed themselves that it showed up as a statistical outlier and was the subject of a BBC News report. Roberts had previously worked at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and was a University of Manchester graduate, so he will have known Dafydd and Tony Francis’s mates who worked at Manchester (see post ‘The Mentor’).

My subsequent complaint about Tony Roberts and co – which included a complaint about being assaulted and injured by four members of staff – was never investigated, either by the NW Wales NHS Trust or by  Gwynedd Community Health Council. The Chief Exec of the CHC at the time was Glanville Owen, who had been the senior manger in Gwynedd Social Services responsible for children’s homes whilst the paedophile gang had worked within those homes. Glanville told the Waterhouse Inquiry that he didn’t expect to continue his career. Rob Evans, who had been another senior manager with responsibility for children’s homes in Gwynedd also told the Inquiry the same thing. See post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’ for details. Until recently Glanville was still a member of the CHC and Rob Evans was Director of Community Services for Anglesey County Council.

Can Jane and The Blessing explain why Glanville and Rob’s careers continued to thrive after Waterhouse?

 

Keith Thomson, the CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust, flatly refused to investigate my complaint or to co-operate with any investigations held by anyone else, declared me a ‘vexatious complainant’ and refused to respond to my letters. I took the matter up with the Ombudsman for Wales, Adam Peat. After my correspondence was ignored, I rang the Ombudsman’s office and spoke to Peat’s sidekick, Geraint Jones, to enquire about progress. Geraint told me that my complaint would not be investigated and then threatened me.

I wrote again and some weeks later received a letter from Adam Peat telling me that it would not be in the public interest to investigate my complaint. Adam Peat had previously worked in the Welsh civil service and had been CEO of Tai Cymru, 1989-98. After stepping down as Ombudsman Peat became the Chair of a Magna Housing, a big housing association in the West Country. All references to Adam Peat have now disappeared from the internet, but further details about him can be read in my post ‘Yet More Crime And Punishment’.

Geraint Jones is still working in the Office of the Public Services Ombudsman for Wales. He is Assistant Investigation Manager.

 

Not only was I prosecuted for a serious offence which numerous people in the NW Wales NHS Trust and the National Assembly knew that I had not committed, but Keith Fearns, the leader of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team, then paid a visit to the headmaster of the school where I was employed and told him that I represented a danger to the pupils. The headmaster told Fearns that he had never had any concerns about me. I understand that Fearns ordered the headmaster to suspend me and threatened him and his wife. They were in a particularly vulnerable position because they had two close relatives who were in the care of the mental health services in Gwynedd.

Fearns had never played any part in my ‘care’, he broke confidentiality – although he should never have had access to any information about me anyway, I later found that Fearns was even being sent clinical details of medical treatment that I had received which was unrelated to mental health  – and also told my former employer a number of things that weren’t true. After my employers refused to dismiss me, the headmaster and his wife received phone calls from four parents who worked as Top Doctors at Ysbyty Gwynedd who demanded that I be sacked. I told the school that I would resign because the paedophiles’ friends were clearly going to cause the school serious grief.

Sadly my resignation wasn’t enough for the paedophiles’ friends. The headmaster and his wife were subjected to the standard whispering campaign. In July 2004, a pupil at the school, Kian Williams, had an accident in the playground which resulted in a head injury. Kian was taken to Alder Hey Hospital and whilst he was there he contracted an infection and died. Did his family sue Alder Hey? Er, no. His grandfather paid my former employers a visit and told them that the family would sue them. The North Wales Police and the HSE investigated and the school was prosecuted. My former employers were initially found guilty but appealed and were subsequently cleared.

There was a great deal of very bad publicity for the school and the strain made both the headmaster and his wife ill. After they were cleared on appeal, things escalated. A relative of Kian’s placed a wreath of flowers at the gates of the school on the anniversary of his death. The headmaster’s wife went out to take the wreath into the school grounds only to find a photographer from the ‘Daily Post’ waiting outside. She was photographed and an article was subsequently published claiming that she was callously disposing of the wreath…

Not only was there a wreath placed outside the school along with a ‘Daily Post’ photographer, but Kian’s parents somehow persuaded a TV production company to make a documentary about their Journey Of Recovery following Kian’s death. The documentary received much publicity.

Throughout the media coverage of Kian’s death and the aftermath, no-one managed to mention that Kian’s grieving parents – who were photographed holding hands as they talked of their heartbreak – had not only split up after Kian’s birth, but had never actually looked after Kian. They went their separate ways and Kian was brought up by his grandparents. It was Kian’s grandfather who met the headmaster and his wife after Kian’s death, not Kian’s parents. Did Kian’s grandfather tell the headmaster and his wife that they were heartbroken after Kian’s death? No. They explained that they had always been happy with the school but that someone had to be sued and they could never take on the NHS, so it was the small private school that was going to get it in the neck.

Kian’s parents and his grandfather did not cause all the aggro alone. They had help – help from someone who really wanted to give Hillgrove School a kicking.

Now that The Blessing wants to be FM, perhaps he and Jane Hutt would like to supply full details of who assisted in the shameful, shabby witch hunt against two people who had dared to employ me as well as try and stand up to Keith Fearns.

 

I will mention here the death of another schoolboy from Gwynedd about which the full truth was never told, a death very different to Kian’s and many years previously. In 1989 a teenaged pupil from Ysgol David Hughes, Simeon Probert, was found hanged in the family home at Menai Bridge. Simeon’s mother maintained that Simeon was being bullied at school and that was why he killed himself. Mrs Probert launched an anti-bullying campaign and for many years placed notices in newspapers on the anniversary of Simeon’s death. Bullying in schools can have very serious consequences and even these days schools are very reluctant to admit to a bullying problem, even if they are well aware that they have one. However after Simeon’s death I was told by a number of people – including pupils at David Hughes – that Simeon was not being bullied and that there were other reasons why Simeon might have killed himself which were not made public.

I didn’t know Simeon or his mother, but I did know his father. Dr Probert was a lecturer in the Zoology Dept at UCNW (Bangor University) – he ‘did’ platyhelminthes (flatworms). There were some very lurid anecdotes circulating around UCNW regarding Dr Probert’s activities at conferences…

One of Dr Probert’s colleagues, Dr Clifford-Jones, had a son who was notorious in Bangor. He was alleged to have been part of an ‘extremist Welsh Nationalist’ group who did pretty much what they wanted because of their parents’ connections. By the time that I was an undergrad, Clifford-Jones junior was at Manchester University becoming an accountant, but I did hear quite a lot about him from local young people. He was famed for walking across the chains of the Menai Suspension Bridge. Which is not that difficult to do, the chains are quite substantial, but Clifford-Jones’s son had epilepsy, so he was taking quite a risk balancing on those chains hundreds of feet above the Menai Strait.

People of Probert’s and Clifford-Jones’s vintage are dying out now, but there is someone working at the School of Biological Sciences in Bangor who will remember the halcyon days when UCNW was run by the paedophiles’ friends – Professor Simon Webster. Simon Webster was a post-doc in the mid-1980s and he knew as much about the madness as the rest of us did. Simon Webster is a crustacean endocrinologist who received publicity recently as a result of working with Bear Grylls. Boy Scout Bear is the son of Sir Michael Grylls who was involved in the cash for questions scandal with Sir Peter Morrison, the man whose molesting of kids in care was being concealed by the paedophiles’ friends in UCNW…

 

Unbeknown to me, after Fearns threatened my employers, a whistleblower who worked at the Hergest Unit was so appalled at Fearns’s behaviour that he wrote to Alun Davies under public interest disclosure guidelines. I now have copies of the correspondence. The Hergest whistleblower stated quite clearly that Fearns and his colleagues were conducting a vendetta against me, that confidentiality was being breached constantly, that misleading statements had been supplied to the police and to other people and that no-one had ever deemed that I was any sort of risk to children. Alun Davies replied to say only one thing – he gave the whistleblower a bollocking for using official Trust headed paper.

 

After I got nowhere when I raised the matter of Fearns with Alun Davies and Gwynedd Social Services, my lawyer wrote to Gwynedd Social Services, who held Fearns’s contract. My lawyer wrote to Martin Davidson, the ‘service manager, mental health’ for Gwynedd Social Services, on 8 Oct 2002 but did not receive a reply. She wrote again on 29 Oct 2002 with no joy. Meanwhile she was also writing to the duty solicitor who had seen me when I was arrested after Davies’s multiple phone calls from the National Assembly. I have mentioned previously that when the paedophiles’ friends were really desperate to fit someone up, it was always Pwllheli Police Station and Magistrates Court that was used. Defendants from Bangor would be taken all the way to Pwllheli, passing several other police stations and magistrates courts on the way. It was to Pwllheli that I was taken after Davies demanded my arrest.

I didn’t know the solicitor on duty, it was a Richard Robyns, who was visibly frightened whilst we were in Pwllheli Police Station. On 22 Nov 2002 my lawyer wrote to Richard Robyns, asking him to clarify what charges I was actually facing, as they kept changing. My lawyer’s letter to Robyns noted that there was a ‘certain amount of bedevilling going on here’. She sent Robyns copies of all correspondence between us and the NW Wales NHS Trust and Gwynedd Social Services. So Richard Robyns knew that the law had been broken repeatedly but not by me. He did not comment upon any of it.

By 2003 nothing had been resolved. My lawyer had received a letter from Gwynedd County Council’s ‘customer care officer’ (!), Einir Gwyn, dated 13 Feb 2003 stating that there ‘had to be a remedy’ for me, recommending mediation or reconciliation. My lawyer then wrote to Glyn Hughes, the Assistant Director of Gwynedd Social Services. Glyn Hughes refused to hold any investigation and offered no resolution. I subsequently met with Glyn Hughes and Martin Davidson, accompanied by my lawyer. Davidson said nothing at any point. Glyn Hughes told us that it was at his discretion as to whether an investigation would be held and it wouldn’t be. He admitted that there was no evidence that I was or had ever presented a risk to children, that Fearns had breached all procedures and had broken the law but no action would be taken against anyone. Glyn told me that I was welcome to sue Gwynedd Social Services but that legal aid was not available for this and as I no longer had a job I obviously wouldn’t be able to fund such action myself. Glyn then started laughing, so my lawyer and I left.

The ‘service manager’ of Gwynedd’s Children’s Services at this time was Annwen Huws.

I was later told that Glyn Hughes ‘is an absolute bastard, even more of a bastard than the other bastards down there’. Martin Davidson was married to Nonn Williams, the Director of Gwynedd Social Services. There was a major row after Nonn, in her capacity as Director, negotiated a handsome pay rise for Martin, her employee and husband.

When my lawyer finally extracted my records after Keith Thomson, the CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust, was summoned before the High Court in Cardiff and threatened with imprisonment for contempt if he didn’t release the records, I discovered among the documents a handwritten note with Martin Davidson’s name at the top and dated 10/12/02 saying ‘Sally Baker appearing in court – charges of harassment. playing everything short and formal’.

Martin Davidson and indeed Gwynedd Social Services were nothing to do with Alun Davies’s complaint against me. The perjurers who made statements claiming to have witnessed me threatening to kill Davies were drawn from the ranks of the North West Wales NHS Trust, not Gwynedd Social Services. Indeed I have a copy of the note signed by Patricia Gaskell, the solicitor for the NW Wales NHS Trust, which asks for ‘more nurses down to the police station to make complaints about Sally Baker please’.

Perhaps Jane Hutt and The Blessing could shed some light on the matter – Jane and The Blessing were responsible for Social Services as well as Health at the time.

 

The charges of ‘threats to kill’ suddenly disappeared when an NHS whistleblower came forward and stated that they had witnessed the conspiracy to frame me and that if the prosecution went ahead they would go public on the abuse of patients in the Hergest Unit.

After I was convicted of the lowest category of Public Order offence, I received a letter from the DES telling me that as my name was on the teaching register, I was now under investigation as a potential risk to pupils. By now I had really had a bellyful, so I replied making it quite clear how trivial my crime had been and how much evidence I had of serious criminal conduct on the part of the NHS and social services. I subsequently received a letter written in the snottiest of styles agreeing that there was no evidence that I was a risk to anyone but telling me that if ever I wanted to take up another teaching position I would have to undergo a medical examination. The only surprise is that they didn’t demand that it be done by Dafydd. The rationale behind this was, according to the DES, that I had ‘received mental health care for 17 years’. Which somehow didn’t quite capture the illegal arrests and detentions under the Mental Health Act and the constant refusals to treat me on the occasions when I was seriously depressed.

It got better. I discovered that my name had been entered, without my knowledge, upon a thing called ‘the serious mental illness register’. I didn’t know that such a register even existed, but I was told that it had been initiated to ‘prevent service users falling through the net’. Whilst my name was on the Nutters Register- which was what was causing the DES such distress now that they couldn’t pin a serious offence on me – Tony Roberts and Alun Davies refused me all care and treatment and told me that I would be arrested if I entered Ysbyty Gwynedd on the grounds that I wasn’t ill.

When Brown and I found out about this contradictory chaos, we spent time speculating about whatever would have happened if I had have been dangerous, murdered someone and a serious case review had been held. The NW Wales NHS Trust and Gwynedd Social Services would never have been able to have defended their actions. But there would have been no consequences for anyone, in the way that there never ever is, no matter how great the disaster. The Nonns, the Martins, the Glyns, the Tony Roberts’s and the Alun Davies’s are simply moved sideways into a new post on the same enormous salary and two years later are promoted. And now The Blessing wants to be FM.

There was only one person who was named and shamed as a result of all this. That was a junior Minister who was in the DES who had been the person responsible for clearing me and a number of other wrongly accused teachers. This Minister was named and was accused by the media of ‘allowing dangerous teachers’ – including paedophiles no less – to continue their careers. The dangerous irresponsibility of this Minister was used to argue that it should be social workers who make such decisions in future.

The Minister concerned was about the only leading light in Blair’s Gov’t who was not given a peerage when Blair finally fucked off. It was said that was because Blair never quite trusted this Minister. No, it was because this Minister was not a paedophiles’ friend – Blair knows who I am talking about and Blair knows how bloody shameful the whole episode was.

 

I was friends with another Hergest patient who had witnessed much of what had happened to me throughout that time. I had known him before – he was a patient in Bryn Golau Ward in the North Wales Hospital when I was there in 1986/87. He was found dead after the attempt to fit me up for threatening to kill Alun Davies collapsed. He had experienced heart failure brought on by the huge amount of ‘medication’ that he had been given. The Hergest whistleblower had repeatedly warned the Top Docs that this man’s life was being put in danger by gross over-prescribing.

I think that The Blessing needs to open an investigation into the death of Philip Jones when he takes office.

 

Another phenomenon grew to incredible proportions whilst the mental health services spent much time and effort trying to fit me up and force me out of my job – that of Service Users Champ Marion Janner, daughter of Greville. Marion launched a ‘social enterprise’, ‘Bright’, which established a scheme called Star Wards, in which shite abusive mental health units are given good publicity by Marion. Regular readers of this blog will remember that Marion has been featured here previously. I have mentioned Marion’s support dog Buddy, who accompanies Marion absolutely everywhere such is her trauma at everyday situations such as going on Radio 4 and praising an abusive mental health system. I do have an apology to make for misleading readers – I thought that Buddy was a labrador for some reason, but I have now discovered that Buddy is in fact a Tibetan Terrier. I have found a webpage providing info about Marion which presumably has been written by Marion herself and I was concerned to read that Marion ‘is perhaps best known though as the proud mother of Buddy, a 12 year old Tibetan Terrier, whose hairy little face graces many a mental health ward noticeboard and whose happiness-inducing presence among inpatients is a major inspiration to Star Wards’ work.’

Not only has Marion given birth to a Tibetan Terrier with a hairy little face – – one is reminded of the old joke ‘Mary had a little lamb, the obstetrician was astounded’ – but she also boasts of having two learning disabled foster sons. I wonder who on earth made the decision to allow Marion to foster learning disabled children. Probably the same person who believed that the nation’s service users needed a champ like Marion.

In 2010 Marion was given an OBE for her ‘services to mental health’. Whilst mental health patients dropped like lemmings in north Wales, whilst hundreds of them died in the care of Southern Health and there were no investigations and whilst the UK mental health services collapsed – as has now been admitted.

In June 2015, Marion was given a Lifetime Achievement Award by the ‘Journal of Psychiatric and Mental Health Nursing’. Professor Hugh McKenna made a speech and told everyone of Marion’s many qualities. McKenna stated that Marion was ‘a rare breed’ – well that dog that she gave birth to certainly is – and that before she transformed the UK’s mental health services, Marion was Project Manager at Learning Difficulties Media, Director of Payback and Head of Service, NACRO Training and Housing Services (for details of criminals employed by NACRO, see post ‘Inside Information About A Hergest Unit Death’). Marion is also a Trustee of the LankellyChase Foundation, ‘a charity that works to bring about change that transforms the quality of life of people who face severe and multiple disadvantage’. Perhaps people who whilst they were kids in care were sexually assaulted by a Labour MP who was then given a peerage, who was never charged and who are now being called liars by the adult children of that man – one of whom is a barrister, one of whom is a Rabbi and one of whom thinks that she’s given birth to a Tibetan Terrier.

Hugh McKenna is Dean of Medical School Development at the University of Ulster. Hugh was born and grew up in Belfast and is over 60 yrs old. So he’ll know about the allegations that in the 1970s, the residents of the Kincora Boys’ Home were sexually abused by a whole range of people, including British Army officers, Whitehall civil servants, Anthony Blunt and a member of the Royal Family.

 

So who was the National Assembly’s Chief Legal Advisor whilst the naked criminality was going on in north Wales on the watch of Hutt as she was being advised by The Blessing? Step forward Winston Roddick QC, Chief Legal Advisor for the National Assembly, 1998-Oct 2003.

Winston Roddick was born and raised in Caernarfon and was educated at the Royal Naval School Tal-Handaq, Malta and Sir Hugh Owen Grammar School. Winston will have been to school with many a paedophiles’ friend in Caernarfon and the Royal Navy/Malta connections could well mean that he knew Sir Alec Bingley, his wife Lady Juliet and their son William. Lady Juliet and William spent many enjoyable years colluding with Dafydd and the paedophiles when they worked for MIND and when William subsequently became Chief Exec of the Mental Health Act Commission (see post ‘MIND Are Out For Mental Health – Never For Themselves Of Course’).

Roddick worked as a police officer in Liverpool whilst Dafydd built an arm of his empire in that city. Roddick then completed a law degree at UCL. He trained as a barrister and was called to the Bar in 1968 and worked on the gloriously corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit, along with Huw Daniel who was the corrupt judge who presided over my trial for calling Alun Davies a fat idiot. Roddick became a Crown Court Recorder. Whilst he was Chief Legal Advisor for the Assembly he advised on the creation and passing of the Welsh Language Act 1993. Presumably Winston was so busy doing that, that he missed all the people – Welsh speakers included – who were being stitched up in court in north Wales or who were dying because of the malpractice and neglect of the NHS and social services.

Roddick was the North Wales Police and Crime Commissioner, 2012-16. He stood as an Independent although he was a member of the Lib Dems. Roddick stood as the Liberal candidate for Anglesey in 1970 and Cardiff South and Penarth in 1983. Roddick served as Chairman of the Welsh Liberal Party in the early 80s.

The following names will be familiar to Winston – Jeremy Thorpe, Cyril Smith and Dr Death.

In 1997 Roddick was appointed as a member of the Independent Television Commission and he was a member of the S4C Authority, 2004-12.

Roddick is a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards. A leading light in the Gorsedd and the former Archdruid is Robyn Lewis. Lewis spent decades working as a solicitor in Pwllheli. Roddick is also Patron of Caernarfon Rugby Club, Honorary President of GISDA (a homeless charity for young people in Gwynedd) and Vice-President of Caernarfon Male Voice Choir.

Winston is a Freemason. He is or was an officer of the Dinas Llandaff Lodge, alleged to be the most powerful Lodge in Wales, containing a number of senior police officers and senior figures in the legal profession. Other members of the Dinas Llandaff Lodge included Stefan Terlezki, the former Tory MP for Cardiff West and Gwilym Jones, the former Tory MP for Cardiff North. Stefan Terlezki knew that George Thomas was abusing boys and as George Thomas was a Freemason, the other members of the Dinas Llandaff Lodge will have as well. Gwilym Jones spent a few years at the heart of the Welsh Office’s collusion with the criminality of Dafydd and the paedophiles (see post ‘The Paedophiles’ Friends Of Cardiff North’).

 

When Winston Roddick retired, allegations were made that Rhodri was so desperate to ensure that the job of Counsel General – by that time the Chief Legal Advisor of the Assembly has acquired that title – went to Malcolm Bishop QC, that he blocked the appointment of Gerard Elias QC. There was a grade A row and in March 2004 ‘Dragon’s Eye’ reported that Elias’s appointment had been recommended by an independent panel but Rhodri vetoed the recommendation. Claims were made that Rhodri wanted Malcolm Bishop in the post because Bishop was a member of the Labour Party. Rhodri’s office claimed that the allegations of cronyism were nonsense and that Rhodri did not know, had never met, or even spoken to, Bishop.

There will have been another reason why Rhodri wanted Malcolm Bishop as Counsel General and it won’t have simply been that he was a member of the Labour Party. Malcolm Bishop was educated at Ruabon Grammar School. So he grew up in the Wrexham area. He will have known all about Bryn Estyn, Bryn Alyn, Dafydd and the paedophiles.

Somebody else wanted Malcolm Bishop to be Counsel General for Wales as well – Derry Irvine, who had just stepped down as Lord Chancellor. Derry supplied Bishop’s reference.

Cherie and Tony were pupils of Derry’s. And Derry was a junior barrister to Sir Ronnie Waterhouse.

Malcolm Bishop studied theology at Oxford before he studied law. He seems to still have connections with the Church of England because he was interviewed by ‘Church Times’ earlier this year.

Bishop serves as a Deputy High Court judge, Recorder of the Crown Court, Chairman of the Isle of Man Legal Services Commission, Bencher of the Inner Temple and a member of the Family Law Bar Association Committee.  He was formerly a member of the Bar Council.

Two of the people who objected strongly to Rhodri’s efforts to crowbar Malcolm Bishop into the job of Counsel General for Wales were paedophiles’ friends Ieuan Wyn Jones and Eleanor Burnham. They were outraged to hear that Rhodri objected to Gerard Elias being appointed because Elias was a Freemason. You had nothing to worry about Ieuan and Eleanor – Malcolm Bishop was almost certainly a paedophiles’ friend as well, there was nothing to fear.

Why were Ieuan and Eleanor so worried? Well Ieaun grew up in Denbigh and worked as a solicitor in Ruthin with paedophiles’ friend David Jones (see post ‘The Right Honorourable David Jones MP’) and Eleanor grew up near Wrexham, was a manager in the Social Services, a magistrate in Wrexham and sat on Mental Health Review Tribunals for the North Wales Hospital Denbigh (see post ‘News Round Up, 13 October 2017’). I imagine that Ieuan and Eleanor were tripping over themselves to welcome Gerard Elias QC because of the role that he played in the cover-up that was the Waterhouse Inquiry (see post ‘The Waterhouse Tribunal – Who Was Involved And What Happened To Them Subsequently?’).

The whole bloody lot of them knew about the paedophile gang, the unlawful arrests and imprisonments and Dafydd’s dungeon at Denbigh.

 

Rhodri’s autobiography tells us that in 2003 he visited Velindre Cancer Centre. Rhodri was proud to boast that the ‘official visit was hijacked’ when he met Dave Campbell, whom Rhodri knew when Dave was a local councillor. Rhodri explained that Dave gave him a ‘people’s tour’ of the hospital.

I do not ever remember Rhodri arriving in north Wales for a ‘people’s tour’. I and a number of other people could certainly have given him one – the police stations where rules were broken; Taliesin Ward in the Hergest Unit where patients were violently assaulted and injured by Angels and where false accounts of the patients attacking Angels were documented; the HQ of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team at 26 College Road, Bangor where patients were threatened and sometimes assaulted and where suicidal clients were told to ‘go ahead and do it then’; and then one of the warden’s flats at Bangor University where suicidal students were dropping in and kipping overnight because the mental health services were flatly refusing to treat them.

After providing an account of the People’s Tour of North Korea that Dave gave him, Rhodri tells readers that there is now ‘a Wales of direct accountability to the people’. So that’s why I’m sitting here with 10,000 documents demonstrating criminality of the highest order on the part of the public services, including that which occurred between 2000-04, which was never investigated by anyone. Neither of course was the forged certificate of indictment stating that I had pleaded guilty to a serious offence with which I had never been charged, which was found in the possession of Chester Court. Neither have the unlawful alterations to my PNC record ever been investigated.

 

Rhodri reminisces about the events involving paediatric surgery in Cardiff in 1997 which he maintains would not have happened if the Assembly had been in place – the Assembly being known for its transparency – and refers to a case involving a Joe Jacobs, whom Rhodri alleges in the late 60s was turned down for the Chair of Paediatrics at Cardiff and went to Toronto, having been told that he was ‘too good for Wales’.

If Rhodri wasn’t dead I’d ask him to explain why there is a former cardiac surgeon working as a cabbie after being dismissed from his job at the University Hospital in Cardiff after he raised issues of patient safety. Then there was that business of the circumstances in which Ann Clwyd’s husband died at that hospital…

Rhodri explains in his autobiography that by 2005 Jane Hutt was ‘exhausted’ as Health Minister – covering up a heap of crap of that magnitude must take it out of one – so Rhodri replaced her with Dr Brian Gibbons. By the time that Gibbons had arrived in post I was writing to Ministers about the criminality in north Wales. I wrote to Gibbons and told him that I had documentary evidence of the most serious criminality in the NHS in north Wales. Gibbons wrote back and told me that ‘this correspondence is over’.

 

Rhodri’s book explains that he had monthly meetings with Gibbons in Gibbons’s capacity as Health Minister as a result of the ‘panic’ over waiting times. The ‘panic’ being that patients were waiting in agony, immobile, for years, for operations. Rhodri’s answer? He ‘contracted in expertise from England’. Rhodri the proud Welshman. As thick as a brick, appointed those who had run a paedophile ring to senior roles in Gov’t, the NHS and social services and then went crawling to the medical establishment in England and paid them to sort out the mess. Rhodri mentions that the ‘expertise’ came in particular from Bristol. So that would have been Dr DGE Wood’s mates then – the DGE Wood who was involved in running the paedophile gang.

So who is the disgusting Gibbons, Top Doc of Rhodri’s People? Gibbons is a GP who shared a practice with Julian Tudor-Hart, the well-known now very elderly Top Doctor who writes from a radical perspective. Gibbons is a member of the Socialist Health Association. Is Gibbons the son of an Irish peat cutter perhaps? No. Gibbons is the son of Hugh Gibbons, a Fianna Fail TD.

But then the oaf Rhodri was no street kid from Bogota. Rhodri grew up in one of the few middle class parts of south Wales – Radyr. Rhodri’s parents went to Swansea University when a university education was a real privilege and they both stayed on for postgraduate work. His mother was a school teacher and his dad was an academic who knew Saunders Lewis and one couldn’t find a more elitist man than Saunders Lewis. Rhodri’s father became very senior in the University of Wales and their neighbours and associates when Rhodri was growing up included Hilary Marquand, the Cabinet Minister in Attlee’s Gov’t and his son David – who later became a Labour MP – and Arthur Jenkins, the father of Roy Jenkins.

One of Rhodri’s grandfathers was a local big wig and it was partly as a result of his grandfather’s network that Rhodri’s political career got off the ground.

When I used to watch Rhodri on TV and nothing at all intelligent came out of his mouth, because I knew that he had been to Oxford and Harvard, I always presumed that there must be a brain in there somewhere and that Rhodri just didn’t give a bugger for social niceties. Having taken a closer look at Rhodri’s background and activities, I have revised my opinion. There wasn’t a brain in there and the notion of Rhodri’s ‘eccentricity’ was constructed to conceal the reality that this was a privileged complete meathead who knew nothing, did nothing, treated people with complete contempt and was only interested in downing pints. But at least he wasn’t Blair or Alun Michael so he was tolerated as the least worst option. If I’d known all this on the day that Rhodri Morgan was rude to me when I met him at the Senedd, I’d have emptied a bucket of slops over his head. People died because of that fool.

 

One thing about old Rhodri was that he made damn sure that he and his own didn’t suffer at the hands of the tosspots whom he protected. The Labour Party in Wales had a disaster in the 2005 General Election after a ‘sub-committee of Welsh Labour’s Executive’ imposed an all- women shortlist on Blaenau Gwent. It meant that the popular local candidate Peter Law was elbowed out in favour of Maggie Jones, a senior UNISON official deemed acceptable to Blair. Peter Law stood as an Independent and the voters of Blaenau Gwent delivered a crippling kick in the carregs to the Labour Party and voted for Peter Law rather than Maggie Jones. Labour had lost one of its safest seats. Peter Law was diagnosed with a brain tumour whilst he was fighting the 2005 General Election and sadly died in 2006. Rhodri’s book reveals that Peter Law was treated at Velindre and gained preferential access to drugs unavailable to other NHS patients in Wales because Rhodri’s office sorted it. Readers will know that I take the view that a great many such cancer drugs offer false hope and are probably not worth trying anyway, but most MPs with cancer don’t know that. They are dying and frightened and quite understandably if they hear that a drug is available which will give them another three months, they usually want it. And unlike their constituents they get it, even if Rhodri’s office has to facilitate it.

But Rhodri had a track record for this sort of thing. When his elderly mother needed treatment for a problem which was causing her to lose her eye-sight and the waiting list was enormous – of course it was, Jane fucking Hutt was Health Minister – Rhodri’s heart was touched when his old mam said that she couldn’t possibly go private what with her son being the Labour FM. Mrs Morgan didn’t go private either. Rhodri discovered that as a result of the notion that certain hospitals in Wales should specialise in certain treatments, the treatment that his mam needed was the responsibility of Ysbyty Gwynedd. I bet the Morgans collectively crapped themselves at the idea of Mam risking her neck with that lot. So what happened? Well it was conveniently discovered that poor old Mrs M was so frail that she wouldn’t survive the journey to Bangor, so she had the work done in Bridgend.

I knew one of the eye surgeons in Ysbyty Gwynedd. He and his family lived in Menai Bridge and there was much trouble because his wife was a highly aggressive South African who had a problem with the rest of the world and was at war with the whole of the town. They had been living abroad so no-one knew them when they arrived in Menai Bridge and being Menai Bridge everyone tripped over themselves to hobnob with them because he was the new eye surgeon. Mrs Eye Surgeon told everybody that she was an interior designer and claimed to have an outstanding academic record from a South African university. Sadly Mrs Eye Surgeon was a fantasist and none of it was true. Then came the screaming rows with local tradesmen and the mad accusations levelled at just about everyone. What a lot of people did not know about however was the close relative of Mr Eye Surgeon who was a sex offender, who lived locally and was known to be a risk to young people. Was this family subject to the usual bigotry and leaks from the ‘services’? Of course they weren’t. A suspected abusive situation in the family was ignored and when it could be ignored no longer was concealed by the NHS, the social services, the police and the probation service…

Of course Rhodri’s Mam wasn’t going to be operated on at Ysbyty Gwynedd, they were only there to treat the plebs.

 

Towards the end of his book, Rhodri mentions that the one thing that he was proudest of achieving during his time as FM was the Children’s Rights Measure, ie. the incorporation of the UN rights of the child into all the laws and actions of the Welsh Gov’t. Implemented by the paedophiles’ friends sitting in the Assembly.

Rhodri’s book comes with photos. There’s a nice one of Rhodri launching the European Year of Disabled People in 2003.

The last words in Rhodri’s book are ‘I’m doing alright’. Yes Rhodri, you were. The country was wrecked and the ‘services’ were endemically corrupt and run by a gang of criminals who had achieved their positions by facilitating a major sex trafficking ring. But you and the fuckwit Julie were absolutely fine.

 

As Dylan Thomas would say, Time passes.

So what is in the Welsh news today?

There is an investigation into the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board charity Awyr Las. It transpires that the funds have been ‘misused’ and Llyr Huws Gruffydd the Plaid AM has said that people will be shocked at what has been going on. No they won’t Llyr, it’s exactly what everybody would have expected, this is not the first scandal in which Awyr Las has been mired, one of my first posts for this blog was an Awyr Las scandal. Misuse of the funds would you believe. I dunno what Mike Peters thinks is happening to all that dosh that he raises for Awyr Las when he walks up Snowdon and strums his guitar, but he and Jules should know by now that it won’t find its way to a worthy cause, this is the NHS in north Wales that we are talking about.

A distressed father has thrown himself in front of a train in north Wales and his family have said that help for him came ‘too late’.

A group of Wrexham GPs have handed their contracts back to the Betsi and shut shop. So there’s a few more thousand patients without a GP. Not that it will matter to many of them, at least they won’t be badgered into pointless ‘screening’ appointments which throw up false positives constantly or be led up the garden path by being told that to ‘access mental health services’ they ‘just need to talk to their GP’. It is a great shame for the patients who are ill but the chances are that they’d just be told that their conditions are their own fault anyway because they are too fat/too old/haven’t eaten their five a day/taken fresh air etc. Look on the bright side Vaughan, you’ll save a fortune on Top Docs salaries. Although of course if you hadn’t have given them such huge pension pots they wouldn’t be able to retire at 55 after having a hissy fit.

The Blessing has stated that he is ‘the bridge to the future’. Christ almighty, as Leonard Cohen sang ‘I have seen the future and it is murder’. I look forward to The Sun’s headline on the day that Carwyn has his leaving do – ‘Would the last person to leave Wales please turn off the light’.

 

I’ve been very busy reading Ronnie Waterhouse’s autobiography recently and marvelling at his capacity for sucking up to posh people, but I have managed to do a bit more reading of historical Plaid material and I’ve come across a paedophiles’ friend who had completely escaped my attention. A pal of Dafydd and Gwynne’s – Dr Dafydd Huws, who ‘kept Plaid together’ during ‘difficult years’.

Huws worked as a psychiatrist and became Clinical Director of South Glamorgan psychiatry service.  Huws’s responsibilities ‘ranged from the treatment of the severely disturbed to preparation of evidence for court cases’. So he was framing people who were witnesses to the paedophile ring then. Huws worked at Cardiff’s Whitchurch Hospital, famous for having the highest use of ECT in Europe and for being the employer of Dr Chris Hunter, a key player in the attempts to have me banged up on the evidence of the paedophiles’ friends without my knowledge (see post ‘The Night Of The (Dr Chris) Hunter’). Hunter also presided over the violence, the corruption and the murders at Ashworth Hospital (see post ‘Security, Security’). Dafydd Huws knew about it all. Despite the pressure of work involved in stitching up the victims of sex offenders, Dafydd Huws found time during his lunch break to prepare for Plaid Cymru executive meetings.  Which suggests that those lunch breaks were very generous.

Dafydd Huws was the first Plaid Councillor on Cardiff Council in 1969 and he contested Cardiff West against George Thomas, fighting the 1970 and the two 1974 General Elections. If Dafydd Huws had admitted that George Thomas was molesting young boys, George Thomas would not have held that seat for decades. But no-one said a word and Dafydd Huws will have been one of those calling George Thomas’s victims liars and declaring them ‘disturbed’. Huws also stood for Ceredigion in 1979 and Cardiff in 1983 and for the South Wales constituency in the European Parliament elections in 1984.

Dafydd Huws was Chairman of Plaid throughout the 1980s. Peak paedophile years.

After leaving medicine Dafydd Huws farmed near Ceredigion. Huws and his wife Rhian founded Ynni Amgen Cyf company and was responsible for one of the first wind farms in Wales on Mynydd Gorddu near Tal-y-Bont in Ceredigion.

 

I would be interested to know if the dreadful Rhiannon Huws Williams, former CEO of the Care Council for Wales, is any relation of Dafydd Huws. Paedophiles’ friends of this order are frequently members of the same extended family and Rhiannon has done as much to protect the paedophiles of north Wales as Lord Wyn Roberts did.

 

A Bit More Paleontology

I’ve been digging up fossils from Aberystwyth for the last two weeks or so. I have been meaning to do this for a long time, because during the course of my blogging I could not fail to notice how many corrupt lawyers and judges who had been great friends to the paedophiles of north Wales and their friends were graduates of Aberystwyth. I hadn’t noticed this until I began the blog, I think because I have known one or two excellent lawyers who trained at Aber and I always believed that the institutionalised corruption that I witnessed was emanating from rather more exalted locations than Aberystwyth. When I did notice how many names on this blog were Aber graduates I presumed that was simply a function of much of the material on this blog being concerned with shenanigans in a Welsh context, so naturally there’d be a lot of people who were educated at Welsh universities involved. Then I realised that even that didn’t account for the sheer number of Aber grads involved – and some of those Aber grads had come from obscure rural locations in Wales but nonetheless had made it into the highest echelons of the legal profession and had ended up sitting in the Garrick with the best, such as Sir William Mars-Jones for example. In fact, in the case of some, it was argued that their stratospheric rise from poverty in Wales demonstrated that snobbery at the Bar was a thing of the past and that anyone could make it as a Law Lord. No, the UK hasn’t ever quite achieved that degree of social mobility – but this blog has shown quite clearly that people who did favours for the paedophiles’ friends often did very well for themselves.

I decided to get on with digging up fossils asap when I received an e mail two weeks ago alleging that one night during the Christmas holiday of 1971/72, a man called William Hines arrived at his lodgings in Christ Church, Cambridge late one night soaking wet and looking for shelter. I was told that William Hines had volunteered with the Sue Ryder organisation in the early 70s, alongside one Richard D. North. There have been allegations that patients were abused and may have even died in the care of the charities run by Sue Ryder and her husband Leonard Cheshire, that appropriate investigations were not conducted and that there was a cover-up at DHSS level involving Secretary of State Barbara Castle and her then minion Jack Straw. Richard D. North is a writer associated with the Institute of Economic Affairs who has staunchly backed Richard Webster’s interpretation of the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal ie. that the children’s homes in north Wales in the latter half of the twentieth century were rather mediocre but were not the sites of serious abuse and that the allegations that they were resulted from accusations made by people who had been affected by false memory syndrome after ‘therapy’, or who were just after financial compensation. No-one who lived in north Wales during the years in question who had first hand experience of the social services or mental health services could ever believe Webster’s theory.

I was also told that not only had a volunteer at Sue Ryder’s establishment mysteriously drowned one night in the early 1970s, but it was alleged that William Hines had been interviewed by police about the death but had misled them and perjured himself at the Jan 1972 inquest of the volunteer who drowned. I was told that William Hines had been both an in-patient and out-patient at Fulbourn Hospital, Cambridgeshire. Fulbourn gained a lot of good publicity under the leadership of Dr Edward Beresford Davies and acquired a reputation for being a forward thinking establishment which excelled in psychotherapy rather than simply banging up and drugging patients. One of the nurses at the Hergest Unit trained at Fulbourn. She was certainly very much better than her colleagues, but she did know at least some of what they were up to – but she never spoke up. This nurse was completely shafted by her senior managers eventually, because I suspect she was indeed so much better than her colleagues and they felt threatened by her. Her good practice was showing them up for the abusers that they were. I have now been told that as with other ‘groundbreaking initiatives’ in mental health, Beresford Davies and Fulbourn were not quite all that they were cracked up to be.

I have been told that William Hines later worked as a librarian at Aberystwyth University. A volume entitled ‘English Legal History: A Bibliography and Guide to the Literature’ (1990) appeared on Aber’s reading list for students undertaking the ‘history of crime and punishment’ module some two years ago. It is co-authored by William Hines, Richard Ireland, Philip Rawlings and C.P. Rodgers. I have been told that the co-author of this book is the same William Hines who volunteered at Sue Ryder in the early 70s.

Whether the allegations that have been levelled at William Hines are true or not I do not know. But I do believe that there was something or someone who for many years was corrupting law students at Aberystwyth. It won’t have simply been the influence of one bad egg, there will have been a network of people with connections at Aber who were inducting certain students into corrupt practices over a long period of time. Some of the graduates involved are now dead – they were people who studied at Aber decades ago, but others graduated much more recently. For a problem like this to have persisted, there will have been collusion at the top of the institution, as Sir Charles Evans colluded with the paedophiles’ friends who were employed at UCNW (which became Bangor University) for so long. So let’s dig up a few old fossils from Aberystwyth and examine them…

 

From its establishment, what is now Aberystwyth University has had both a President and a Principal/Vice-Chancellor. For much of its existence Aber was a member college of the University of Wales, so other important figures were the Chancellor and Vice-Chancellor of the University of Wales.

The University College Wales, Aberystwyth was founded in 1872. It became part of the University of Wales in 1893 and then became known as the University College of Wales, Abersytwyth. The first President, from 1872 to 1895, was Henry Bruce, the 1st Baron Aberdare.

Henry Bruce was a barrister, Liberal politician and industrialist. He was born in Aberdare, the son of a landowner. After he qualified as a barrister, coal was discovered under the land of the family estates and they became immensely rich. Bruce was a magistrate in Methyr Tydfil and Aberdare 1847-54 and in 1854 was elected Liberal MP for Methyr Tydfil. His reputation was damaged by the Aberdare Strike 1857-8 and it is thought that this contributed to him losing his seat in 1868. Bruce was re-elected again in 1889 in Renfrewshire and William Gladstone appointed him Home Secretary, a post that he retained until at Gladstone’s request he relinquished it in 1873, when he received a peerage and became Lord President of the Council.

After the defeat of Gladstone’s Gov’t in 1874, education became one of Henry Bruce’s principal interests. Not only was he President of Aber, but in 1883 he also became the first President of the University College of South Wales and Monmouthshire (which later became Cardiff University). He was appointed as the first Chancellor of the University of Wales in 1893. In 1888 Bruce headed the Commission that established the Official Table of Drops, which provided guidance as to the distance required to effectively kill someone by hanging. Bruce also showed a keen interest in the drinking habits of the working classes and at one point took evidence concerning this matter from miners and railway workers. Whilst Lord Aberdare preoccupied himself thus, his wife Lady Aberdare was busy promoting education for women (both Bangor and Aberystwyth admitted a higher proportion of women students from their very beginning than many other English colleges or universities). Lady Aberdare was a key mover in the establishment of Aberdare Hall in Cardiff, a women’s hall of residence. Lord Aberdare died at his London home in 1895.

The first Principal of the College – 1872-91 -was Thomas Charles Edwards. Edwards was born near Bala and was the son of Lewis Edwards, the founder of the Bala Theological College. His mother was the granddaughter of Thomas Charles, the organiser of Welsh Calvinistic Methodism. Edwards was educated at his father’s college at Bala, at St Alban Hall, Oxford and at Lincoln College, Oxford. In 1856 he began preaching with the Presbytarian Church of Wales. He became a preacher at two Liverpool chapels and was recognised as one of the leading preachers of his generation. He resigned from his position at Aberystwyth in 1881 partly for health reasons but also to follow his father as head of the Bala Theological College. He died at Bala in 1900.

The second Principal was Thomas Francis Roberts, who was born at Aberdyfi and went to school at Tywyn. Roberts went to the University College of Wales, Aberystwyth himself to study and won a scholarship to St John’s College, Oxford. He became the first Professor of Greek at the newly created University College of South Wales and Monmouthshire. Thomas Roberts was a key figure in the establishment of the University of Wales.

Four years after Thomas Roberts was appointed Principal, the second President of Aber succeeded Lord Aberdare in 1895. That was Stuart Rendel, 1st Baron Rendel of Hatchlands in Surrey, who remained as President until 1913. Rendel was an industrialist, philanthropist and Liberal politician who was educated at Eton and Oxford. He was also a barrister, but was mostly involved in engineering – he was manager of the London branch of the Armstrong Gunnery Company. Rendel was elected as the Liberal MP for Montgomeryshire in 1880 and although he had been born in Plymouth he was known as the ‘Welsh member’ because of his support for Welsh causes, such as the establishment of the University of Wales. He was a benefactor to the University College of Wales, Aberystwyth. Rendel was acknowledged as being the leader of the Welsh MPs in Parliament. He was an Anglican and a close friend and associate of William Gladstone. Rendel received a peerage in 1894. Rendel’s daughter Maud married Henry, William Gladstone’s son. Later in life Rendel retired to his stately home in Surrey and died in 1913 at his London home in Kensington Palace Gardens.

In 1913 Sir John Williams 1st Baronet of the City of London became President. Many senior figures at Aberystwyth University have also been involved with the National Library of Wales, an excellent collection housed in an impressive building in Aberystwyth in close proximity to the Penglais campus of the University. People familiar with previous blog posts will also know that the paedophiles’ friends had a penchant for involvement with the National Library. This is not a reflection upon the library’s collections, it is rather that a role in the governance of the National Library – like a role in the governance of the National Museum of Wales – provides a great deal of kudos for some people and the paedophiles’ friends do like a bit of prestige. Sir John Williams played a key role in ensuring that the National Library was located in Aberystwyth years before he became President of the College. In 1905 the Gov’t proposed to establish both a National Library and a National Museum of Wales. David Lloyd George – then the Liberal MP for Caernarvon Boroughs – wanted the National Library to be located in Aberystwyth, but there was also a contingent who wanted the National Library to be in Cardiff. A huge scrap followed and Sir John Williams – a Top Doctor and the proud possessor of a fantastic collections of manuscripts – offered to donate this collection to the National Library if it were located in Aberystwyth. It was therefore agreed that the National Library would be situated at Aberystwyth and that Cardiff could have the National Museum. In 1907 a Royal Charter was established stating that Sir John’s collection would become the property of the University College of Wales, Aberystwyth if the National Library was ever removed from Aber. Sir John also bequeathed a large sum of money to the National Library of Wales. The Sword of Damocles hanging over that Library would certainly ensure that it never got up and walked off to Cardiff. Sir John’s collection was the Peniarth collection, which contains wonderful things of global significance which are very dear to Welsh historians and scholars, the most valuable manuscripts in the Library, including the Four Ancient Books of Wales. So that is how the National Library ended up in Aberystwyth and remains there today. The Foundation stone of the National Library was laid by King George V and Queen Mary in 1911. Two years later Sir John was President of the College.

So who was Sir John Williams? A man from Aberystwyth perhaps? No. Sir John Williams was from south Wales, the son of a Welsh Congregationalist Minister. Williams went to school in Swansea, then to university in Glasgow and then undertook his medical training at University College Hospital in London. He must have been based in London for a good many years, because he would have been needed for a famous patient of his – this Top Doctor was physician to Queen Victoria and had been appointed to that role in 1886, long before there was talk of a National Library in Wales yet alone any plans by Lloyd George as to how to ensure that it was located in Aber. It was Queen Victoria who raised Williams to the Baronetcy in 1894. Williams is described as a surgeon obstetrician, so I’m wondering if he was the Top Doctor who famously administered chloroform to Queen Victoria helping to break the custom of women being denied pain relief during childbirth – a custom that has been sadly reintroduced in recent years by a contingent of people who misunderstood the childbirth campaigners of the early 1980s when they raised concerns regarding unnecessary interventions.

For part of his life Sir John lived at Plas Llansteffan, a mansion in Carmarthenshire which he leased from the Morris family who were bankers.

In 2005 Sir John’s name reared its head again following the publication of book called ‘Uncle Jack’ by Tony Williams and Humphrey Price. That book certainly upset a lot of people – it suggested that Sir John Williams might have been Jack the Ripper.

The official history of the National Library tells us that the National Library and National Museum of Wales were established after a collection was held during which thousands of working class people donated their hard earned pennies. That was no doubt true, working people in Wales made sacrifices to support many educational and cultural institutions – but I suspect that the real movers and shakers behind the National Library were Lloyd George and Queen Victoria’s surgeon. Sir John Williams may or may not have been Jack the Ripper but being the President of a University College obviously appealed to him.

I cannot help wondering if it was the arrival on the scene of this Top Doctor that was the beginning of the problem in Aberystwyth.

John Humphreys Davies was the Principal of the College whilst Sir John Williams was President. John Davies was a lawyer, bibliographer and educator. He was born in Ceredigion, attended his local village school, then Lewis’s School Pengam, then University College School, London. Davies studied at the College in Aber himself, then at Lincoln College, Oxford and was called to the Bar. Davies entered public life at a very young age – he was elected Alderman of Cardiganshire County Council at 23 years of age, although he wasn’t actually a member of the authority itself. There was some support for him that year to stand as the Liberal candidate for Cardiganshire, although he did not win the nomination. He was a JP for the county of Cardiganshire and Treasurer of the General Assembly of the Calvinist Methodist connexion before he was 30. In 1905 Davies became Registrar of the College at Aber. He was appointed a member of the Welsh Church Commission in 1908, the High Sheriff of Cardiganshire in 1911 and the Chairman of Cardiganshire County Council in 1916/17. Davies was appointed Principal of Aber in 1919 – he remained in the post until he died in 1926.

I note that Davies was involved in the campaign to establish a National Library for Wales – he was working on this with Sir John Williams long before either of them were appointed to the most senior positions in the College.

John Davies’s interest in education is attributed to the influence of a group of friends of his at Oxford, many of whom became very influential in Welsh life. Two were particularly important where Davies was concerned – Sir O.M. Edwards and T.E. Ellis.

Owen Morgan Edwards was a historian, educationist and writer. He was born at Llanuwchllyn near Bala, went to the Bala Theological College, then the University College of Wales, Aberystwyth, spent one year at Glasgow University and then Balliol College, Oxford. O.M. Edwards was the first Chief Inspector of Schools for Wales in the new Welsh Education Department. O.M. Edwards was keen to ensure that children were taught Welsh at school – he was of the generation who were beaten for speaking Welsh at school. Edwards also established a number of Welsh language periodicals and wrote a number of books on Welsh history. Sir O.M. Edwards’s son, Sir Ifan ab Owen Edwards attended Bala Grammar School, University College of Wales, Aber and Lincoln College, Oxford. He taught at Dolgellau Grammar School and at University College of Wales, Aber and edited the journals that his father had established after O.M. Edwards died. Sir Ifan was a Director of Television Wales and West and was involved in establishing the Welsh school at Aberystwyth. He was also a magistrate. Sir Ifan established the Urdd Gobaith Cymru (the Welsh League of Youth), a popular Welsh children’s and youth movement. Sir Ifan was awarded the Medal of the Honorable Society of Cymmrodorion. O.M. Edwards’s daughter married Sir David Hughes-Parry, who was President of the College in Aberystwyth himself, 1955-64. There are statues of Sir O.M and Sir Ifan at Llanuwchllyn.

 

T.E. Ellis was born near Bala and attended Bala Grammar School along with his contemporary O.M. Edwards. T.E. Ellis went on to the University College at Aber, then to New College, Oxford. He became the Liberal MP for Merioneth and Gladstone later appointed him Chief Whip. T.E. Ellis too helped secure the National Library. He carried out much educational administrative work for Wales, including for Merioneth and was a member of the Court of the University of Wales. T.E. Ellis became the brother-in-law of John Humphreys Davies. A statue of T.E. Ellis stands in the High Street in Bala and there is also a statue of him in the quadrangle of Aberystwyth University.

 

In 1926, Aberystwyth saw a new President appointed and in 1927 welcomed a new Principal. The new President was Lord Edmund-Davies and the new Principal was Henry Stewart-Jones.

Lord Edmund-Davies was born Herbert Edmund Edmund Davies. He was a lawyer and a judge who was born in modest circumstances in Mountain Ash in 1906. He was from a Welsh nonconformist background and attended Mountain Ash Grammar School, then King’s College, London and then Exeter College, Oxford. At Exeter College, Edmund Davies was a pupil of Geoffrey Cheshire, the Bursar of Exeter College, who was the father of Leonard Cheshire. Edmund Davies had a long connection with Leonard Cheshire and the Leonard Cheshire Homes – where it is alleged residents were abused. Before WWII Edmund Davies was a junior barrister based in Swansea. After the war – during which he served with the Royal Welch Fuseliers – he became a lead barrister ‘with a formidable reputation’. Edmund Davies was a Recorder in Methyr Tydfil 1942-44; in Swansea 1944-53 and in Cardiff 1953-58. He was Chair of the Denbighshire Quarter Sessions 1953-64. So he will have been trying patients from – and incarcerating patients in – the North Wales Hospital Denbigh during the Dafydd and Gwynne years of lobotomies and paedophiles. Edmund Davies was sitting as a judge in north Wales at a time when the lawyers and judges in the region were known to be corrupt. Edmund Davies wasn’t a corrupt Aber law graduate himself – he was President of the College which had begun churning them out.

In 1958 he became a High Court judge and thus metamorphosed into Sir Edmund Davies. Even for the time his sentencing was controversial on the grounds of its harshness. He presided over the trial of the Great Train Robbers in 1964 at Aylesbury – that sentence was criticised on the grounds that if other judges followed suit, robbers would be more likely to kill people during the course of their crime because the sentence that they will receive will be as long as a sentence for murder. Edmund Davies was appointed a Lord Justice of Appeal in 1966 and in 1967 he was appointed by Secretary of State for Wales Cledwyn Hughes to Chair the Public Inquiry into the Aberfan Disaster. In 1974 he became a Law Lord and received a peerage. In 1977 Lord Edmund-Davies was appointed by Merlyn Rees – the Home Secretary under Jim Callaghan’s Labour Gov’t – to Chair the Commission into the negotiation of police pay and conditions. There had been serious police recruitment problems in England and Wales as a result of low pay. Edmund-Davies reported in July 1978 and recommended a 45% pay rise. The Police Federation were delighted although Edmund-Davies’s recommendations had left politicians in a difficult situation. The recommendations were implemented by the Tory Gov’t in 1979. The Police Federation have held Gov’ts to Edmund-Davies’s regime ever since.

Edmund-Davies was one of the judges involved in the jailing of Denis Lemon, the Editor of ‘Gay News’ in 1979. ‘Gay News’ had published a poem suggesting that Jesus might have been gay and Mary Whitehouse brought a prosecution for blasphemy against the paper. Edmund-Davies was one of the judges who dismissed Lemon’s appeal – whilst a paedophile ring targeting boys in care operated in the children’s homes run by Clwyd and Gwynedd Social Services in north Wales, facilitated by the North Wales Hospital Denbigh.

Edmund-Davies was ‘interested in penal reform’ and was a member of the Royal Commission on Penal Reform. Obviously an excellent choice if one wants to ensure that consenting adults are jailed for writing about the possibility that someone might be gay, whilst a paedophile ring with connections to organised crime conducts business unhindered.

Edmund-Davies retired as a Law Lord in 1981. Between 1975-84 he was Pro-Chancellor of the University of Wales. So Edmund-Davies was occupying that position when UCNW (now Bangor University) – a constituent college of the University of Wales – were employing Gwynne the lobotomist in their Student Health Centre, as well as the corrupt GP Dr D.G.E. Wood, who in 1984 began threatening me after I complained about Gwynne. Edmund-Davies was succeeded as Pro-Chancellor by Cledwyn Hughes aka Lord Cledwyn, a good friend of the paedophiles’ friends – see post ‘The Cradle of Filth’ for the low-down on Cledwyn and his network. Cledwyn himself was a law graduate of Aber.  Cledwyn was President of University College of Wales, Aberystwyth, 1977-85 and President of the University of Wales, Bangor, 1995-2000.

Lord Edmund-Davies was also a member of the Criminal Law Revision Committee; a life Governor and fellow of King’s College London; an honorary fellow of Exeter College, Oxford and was at one time the Treasurer of Gray’s Inn. He lived at Gray’s Inn until his health failed and he moved into a care home.

Edmund-Davies’s obituary in the ‘Independent’ intriguingly discussed how he would ‘often labour over a sandwich in his room to prepare for a judgement to be given that afternoon or at night over a judgement to be delivered the next morning’. The same obituary mentioned that Edmund-Davies was delighted when he became a Law Lord because life was so much easier – obviously no more labouring over sandwiches, just troughing in the Lords – but by the age of 75 ‘he had had enough’. It takes it out of one ignoring a paedophile ring.

Lord Edmund-Davies was a leading light in another institution that some of those previously named on this blog really love -the London Welsh Society (originally the London Welsh Association, then the London Welsh Trust), which runs the London Welsh Centre. The London Welsh Society was established to provide social and political opportunities for Welsh people living in London – it was originally known as the Young Wales Association. It runs the London Welsh Centre on Gray’s Inn Road in Camden which hosts choirs, Welsh language classes and is used as a community venue. The Young Wales Association was founded in 1920 at a meeting over which Dame Margaret Lloyd George – first wife of David Lloyd George – presided. Dame Margaret became the first President of the Young Wales Association (1921-22). There are plenty of people associated with the London Welsh Society – and who send their children to the associated London Welsh School – who are normal, but it does attract those with connections to others we know and love and some of them enjoy running it. As well as Dame Margaret Lloyd George, past Presidents include: David Lloyd George MP; R. Hopkin Morris (1936-37); Lord James Atkin (1936-37); Sir Wynn Wheldon (1946-47); Lord Justice Morris (1951-53); Sir Ben Bowen Thomas (1953-55); Lord Ogmore (1955-59); Lord Aberdare; Lord Elwyn-Davies (1982-88); Sir William Mars-Jones (1988-94); Sir Maldwyn Thomas (1994-2001); Lord Morris of Aberavon (2001-08); Huw Edwards (2008-present).

Some of these people have already appeared on this blog in their capacity as paedophiles friends. There are aspects of all the biographies which are familiar.

Owen Picton Davies was one of the founders of the YWA. He was a Liberal Parliamentary candidate, involved with medical care and was the High Sheriff of Carmarthenshire, 1934-35.

Rhys Hopkin Morris: a graduate of UCNW (Bangor University), barrister and magistrate, the first regional director of BBC in Wales, Liberal MP.

Lord James Atkin: a lawyer and High Court judge, Lord Justice of Appeal and a Law Lord; attended Friars School in Bangor; Prime Minister Asquith’s son Raymond was a pupil in Atkin’s chambers. Atkin’s grandson was Tory peer Toby Low aka Lord Aldington who sued the arse of historian Nicolai Tolstoy after Tolstoy accused him of atrocities in WWII. The atrocities did happen but Aldington claimed that he knew nuzzing.

Clement Davies: barrister; Liberal MP for Montgomeryshire 1929-62 and leader of the Liberal Party 1945-56; President, Welsh Liberal Federation 1945-48.

Lord Ogmore aka David Rees-Williams: solicitor; Labour MP for Croydon South 1945-50; joined Liberal Party in 1959, Liberal Party President 1963-64. Daughter Elizabeth married former Tory MP and jailbird Jonathan Aitken.

Lord Aberdare aka Morys Bruce: Conservative politician with an hereditary peerage. Worked for the BBC, 1949-56; Minister of State in the DHSS, 1970.

Sir Maldwyn Thomas: businessman and lawyer; President of Welsh Liberal Party 1985-86; Trustee of London Welsh School.

Lord John Morris: law graduate of Aberystwyth; also graduate of Cambridge University; Labour MP for Aberavon 1959-2001; Secretary of State for Wales 1974-79; Attorney General 1997-99; Chancellor of University of Glamorgan, then University of South Wales. Lord Lieutenant of Dyfed, 2002. Has been a real gift to the paedophiles’ friends – see previous blog posts for details.

Sir Wynn Wheldon: lawyer in Lloyd George’s chambers and good friend of Lloyd George. An educationist. Father of Huw Wheldon, former pupil of Friars School in Bangor, Mr Big at the BBC and the Arts Council in the 1950s, 60s and 70s. President of the Royal Television Society, Governor of LSE and Bangor University. Was networked to the paedophiles’ friends. For further details re Huw Wheldon and his wife, see comments which follow blog post ‘Wheels Within Wheels Or Flies Drawn To The Same Incestuously Corrupt Shithouse?’.

Sir Ben Bowen Thomas: the first Warden of Coleg Harlech, later the President of University College of Wales, Aberystwyth.

Sir William Mars-Jones: William Jones – as he was – was the son of a Denbighshire farmer. Mars-Jones’s father was Chairman of Denbighshire County Council. Mars-Jones went to Denbigh School, then read law at Aberystwyth. Whilst he was at Aberystwyth, Mars-Jones was President of the Students’ Council and the Central Students’ Council. He then went to St John’s College, Cambridge – at Cambridge he was active in Footlights. After WWII Mars-Jones stood as the Labour candidate for West Denbigh. Mars-Jones was a barrister on the corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit and became the Presiding judge of that Circuit. In 1964 he headed a Home Office Inquiry into allegations against police officers. Mars-Jones Chaired the Home Secretary’s Advisory Council on the Penal System in 1966 and in the same year was the prosecuting Counsel at the trial of the Moors Murderers. Mars-Jones worked as a Recorder in Birkenhead, Swansea and Cardiff from 1968. He was the Deputy Chair of the Denbigh Quarter Sessions, 1962-68. Mars-Jones became a High Court judge in 1969. He was a leading light in the Garrick. Mars-Jones was President of UCNW (later Bangor University), 1982-95. So he was President whilst the College employed Gwynne the lobotomist in the Student Health Centre as well as the corrupt Dr D.G.E. Wood and whilst Dafydd wielded power and influence in the psychology dept. Mars-Jones could hardly have missed what they were all doing – he’d known many of the paedophiles’ friends from his school days.

William Mars-Jones is the father of Adam Mars-Jones, the famously gay writer. Adam Mars-Jones wrote a book about his father, which claimed that William Mars-Jones was enormously homophobic. Most of those who facilitated the paedophile ring in north Wales which targeted young boys were.

 

BBC News Wales in October 2015 reported on the establishment of the Lord Edmund-Davies Legal Education Trust, a charitable fund ‘run by Welsh barristers in London’, to assist outstanding young lawyers. The BBC named Rhys Meggy as a Trustee. The notion of ‘Welsh barristers in London’ rang alarm bells for me, so I popped over to visit the website of the Legal Education Trust’s website. I found myself in familiar territory. The website currently features a gallery of photos of folk from the Association of London Welsh Lawyers. Those in the gallery are: Winston Roddick QC: a man who was born, grew up and went to school in Caernarfon, became a police officer in Liverpool, then a barrister and Recorder. He was the first Counsel General for Wales, appointed in 1997 and advised in the Welsh Language Act 1993. Roddick has been a member of the Independent Television Commission, a member of the S4C authority and is a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards. He was the North Wales Police and Crime Commissioner having stood for election as an Independent whilst being a member of the Lib Dems but failed to tell anyone. Meri Huws: Meri is not even a lawyer – she is a graduate of Aberystwyth and a former community social worker who worked for Gwynedd Social Services whilst the paedophile ring raged within; she is now Welsh Language Commissioner and is the former bedfellow of a number of people who have occupied influential positions in Welsh politics (see post ‘Let Me Enlighten Lord Gnome…’); Lord Morris of Aberavon: the paedophiles’ friends’ helper; Elfyn Llwyd: an Aber law graduate, barrister, former President of Gwynedd Law Society and former Plaid MP for Meirionydd – throughout the years when Plaid dominated Gwynedd County Council at a time when the paedophile ring operated within the Social Services run by Gwynedd County Council and was ignored and/or facilitated by lawyers in Gwynedd.

The Legal Education Trust’s website provides details of a few of the events which they have held and those who attended. At the Annual Dinner in 2017, special guests were Counsel General for Wales Mick Antinow AM and Lord David Lloyd-Jones, Justice of the Supreme Court. The 2017 Annual Lecture was given by Mr Justice Lewis, the Presiding Judge of Wales. The speaker at the Annual Dinner in 2016 was Robert Buckland QC MP. The speaker at the 2014 Annual Dinner was this blog’s old friend Lord Alex Carlile. Another star of previous events was Lord Justice Pill, the judge who in 1990 ignored the criminal activities of the north Wales mental health services when Gwynedd Health Authority applied for a High Court injunction against me – to prevent me writing to them in pursuit of my complaint about those criminal activities (see post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’). Other events hosted by the Legal Education Trust starred H.H.J. Milwyn Jarman QC and Keith Bush from the National Assembly for Wales.

 

The Principal of Aber for the first few years under Lord Edmund-Davies’s presidency was Henry Stuart-Jones – he was Principal between 1927-34. Stuart-Jones was a fellow of Trinity College, Oxford and was Professor of Ancient History there. He was new to Wales when he took up the position at Aber. He learned Welsh and sat on the Committees of St David’s College, Lampeter; Trinity College, Carmarthen and the National Library of Wales. Stuart-Jones was the Vice-Chancellor of the University of Wales, 1929-30. In 1929 he was elected as a Welsh supernumerary fellow of Jesus College, Oxford.

Stuart-Jones was succeeded as Principal by Ifor Leslie Evans, who remained in the post until he died in 1952. He was the son of musician William John Evans and learnt Welsh whilst he was interned in Ruhleben prison in Germany during WWI. After WWI he studied at St John’s College, Cambridge. Ifor Evans sat on the League of Nations Commission reporting on the circumstances of Austria and was a member of staff on the Economist. During his time as Principal, Ifor Evans ‘substantially’ reduced the College’s debt, attracted benefactors, built the Penglais campus and Pantycelyn Hall of residence. He strengthened the relationships between the staff and the students and Chaired the University of Wales Press Board. (The University of Wales Press Board is another favoured destination for figures in the network that I am discussing.)

 

The President who followed Lord Edmund-Davies was Thomas Jones, known as Tom Jones, frequently referred to as ‘T.J.’ T.J. was President of Aber between 1944-54 – he was said to be ‘one of the six most important men in Europe’ and was referred to as the ‘King of Wales’. T.J. was born in Rhymney, Monmouthshire. The family did speak Welsh, although a lot of English was spoken in their household. Although T.J.’s grandfather made him leave school at 14 to work as a clerk in a local ironworks. T.J. became a well-known preacher and in 1890 went to the University College of Wales, Aberystwyth to study for the Ministry. However he transferred to Glasgow University where he read economics. He pursued an academic career and became Professor of Economics at Queen’s University, Belfast.

T.J. returned to Wales and directed the public health campaign regarding TB. He then carried out Lloyd George’s great reform in Wales when he became head of National Insurance in Wales. Lloyd George created a Secretariat under Lord (then Sir) Maurice Hankey and appointed T.J. as second in command of this Secretariat. This Secretariat/Ministry was viewed with suspicion – T.J.’s role was as a behind the scenes negotiator. T.J. thus acquired enormous influence via this office, which evolved into the office of Deputy Secretary to the Cabinet – T.J. remained Deputy Secretary under Bonar Law and Stanley Baldwin, but resigned under  Ramsay MacDonald, before the formation of the National Gov’t in 1931.

T.J.’s senior colleague, the First Cabinet Secretary, the ‘top aide’ to LLoyd George, was Lord Maurice Hankey. Like T.J., Hankey served under Lloyd George, Bonar Law, Stanley Baldwin and Ramsay MacDonald, but Hankey also served under Neville Chamberlain. Hankey has been described as a ‘late Victorian Imperialist’. He was Secretary of Lloyd George’s War Cabinet and Secretary to the Imperial War Cabinet of the First World War. After WWII Hankey was critical of the war crimes trials and argued that the Allies had no right to convict Germans and Japanese leaders of war crimes.

Hankey was Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster 1940-41, under Winston Churchill. He was succeeded by Duff Cooper who was a friend of Trumpers aka Baroness Jean Trumpington, who years later in her capacity as a Minister of Health was the genius who gave Jimmy Savile a job as manager of Broadmoor Hospital (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’).

It is alleged that T.J. was invaluable to Lloyd George with regard to dealing with the trade unions, as well as with regard to the Irish Question. T.J. was also important in dissuading Stanley Baldwin from exacting revenge in the aftermath of the General Strike. T.J. later published his diaries, which illuminated the meetings between Lloyd George and Hitler as well as the activities of the Cliveden set.

In 1914 T.J. started the magazine ‘Welsh Outlook’ to promote social progress in Wales. In 1936 T.J. was a member of Lloyd George’s party who met Hitler at the Eagle’s Nest.

How did T.J. become one of the six most important men in Europe? Not by being President of Aber – he was appointed after he’d become one of the six most important men in Europe. As in the case of Baroness Jean Trumpington, T.J. became important himself by being mates with other even more important people. T.J.’s choice of friends was interesting for a man who’s heart lay in Wales – some of his best mates were the very people whom Trumpers was friends with, such as the Astors of Cliveden fame, although T.J. died some six years before the Profumo scandal erupted. It was by extracting dosh from his rich friends that T.J. managed to do some of what he became famous for back home in Wales.

It was T.J. who founded Coleg Harlech in 1927 – Coleg Harlech was a worthy cause, a residential college for mature students, to continue the work of the WEA in a residential environment. I wonder where the money to establish it came from… The first Warden of Harlech was Ben Bowen Thomas – who was President of Aberystwyth, 1964-76. After the 1960s, Ieuan Jeffries-Jones became Warden and Coleg Harlech began offering 2 year diplomas, validated by the University of Wales, designed as entry for degree level courses. In the 1980s and 90s with the expansion of HE, Coleg Harlech lost its distinctiveness and came under the FE funding regime which caused it difficulty. The Coleg has always had a close association with the WEA and merged with the WEA (north Wales) in 2001 to form Coleg Harlech WEA (north Wales). It subsequently merged into Adult Learning Wales – Addysg Oedolion Cymru. In Feb 2017 it was announced that Coleg Harlech would close at the end of the academic year.

T.J. was also instrumental in founding Newbattle Abbey College, Midlothian in 1937. He was a Governor of the National Library of Wales; helped set up the Committee for the Encouragement of Music and the Arts, CEMA (the forerunner of the Arts Council) and the Army Bureau of Current Affairs. T.J. was Chair of Gwasg Gregynog Press throughout it’s existence. An involvement with Gwasg Gregynog Press and everything to do with it is another favourite sport of the network of so many involved with Aberystwyth and Bangor Universities.

T.J. accepted a seat on the National Assistance Board and he was the Secretary, Chair and a Trustee of the Pilgrim Trust from 1930. The Pilgrim Trust was founded in 1930 with a £2 million legacy left by the US millionaire Edward Harkness. The members of the Inaugural Board were Stanley Baldwin, Sir James Irvine, Sir Josiah Stamp and Hugh Macmillan. The Pilgrim Trust concerns itself with historical and archaeological projects, including historical churches, as well as social welfare work, especially alcohol and drugs misuse and prison projects. In 2016 Trustees included Professor Sir Colin Blakemore, Sir Alan Moses and Kevin Pakenham – the Chair was Sir Mark Jones, Master of St Cross College, Oxford.

T.J. was awarded the Medal of the Honourable Society of Cymmrodorion. He died in London in 1955.

T.J.’s biographer Dr E.L. Ellis stated that T.J. ‘was on the side of light’, that his ‘philanthropy was matchless among his contemporaries’ and that he was the ‘incarnation of public spiritedness’. Ellis named T.J., David Lloyd George and Aneurin Bevan as ‘the three greatest Welshmen in public life’ in the twentieth century. Who was Dr E.L. Ellis? He was Ted Ellis, an historian at the University College of Wales, Aberystwyth and warden of Pantycelyn Hall, 1962-74. In 1972 he wrote a history of the University College of Wales, Aberystwyth. In 1978 he was approached by T.J.’s daughter Eirene and his son Tristan to write a biography of T.J. Ellis’s biography of T.J was published by the University of Wales Press and was launched in June 1992 at a reception in the Commons, which was described as ‘grandiose’. I wonder if they meant ‘grand’. Although grandiose could well have been a more accurate description of the occasion.

 

It can be argued that assisting or toadying to rich and powerful people is worthwhile if one then uses their money or connections to benefit others. It was the argument that Mother Theresa used when she was asked why she was accepting donations from the Mafia. The problem lies in what those rich and powerful people might ask of you if they’re doing things that they shouldn’t be and they need to avoid trouble – if for example they are sexually exploiting children. That could put someone running a university training lawyers, some of whom will later become judges in quite a compromising position. The landscape becomes even darker if one considers that there may already be a university that is known to be producing lawyers and judges who have been known to do favours for other people and that university is in need of a President. Once one embarks upon the treadmill of saying yes to disgusting people because one’s impressed by their social position, one is on the journey to being a Top Doctor or a High Court judge who does favours for a paedophile ring.

In 1902 T.J. married someone whom he had known as a student from Aber whilst he was studying there, Eirene Lloyd, daughter of Dr Richard Lloyd, an academic from Liverpool University. As with so many others named on this blog, T.J. was someone who passed on his talents to the next generation. His son Tristan became MD of the ‘Observer’ and his daughter Eirene became the Labour MP for Flintshire East, Baroness White.

Eirene attended St Paul’s Girls School and Somerville College, Oxford. Whilst at Oxford, Lady Astor arranged a 21st birthday party for the then Eirene Jones at Cliveden. After graduation, Eirene landed a job as a readers advisor at New York Public Library via T.J.’s friend Abraham Flexner. Between 1933-39 Eirene – then back in the UK – worked as a social worker with the unemployed. She also did a bit of journalism. Her experience in social work led to her work with the Woman’s Voluntary Service in Cardiff, 1939-41. She became the Welsh Regional Secretary and was recruited by the Ministry of Labour to train workers in Wales – particularly women – for the war effort. Eirene was then a civil servant at the Board of Education until 1945. After the war, Eirene worked as the political correspondent for the ‘Manchester Evening News’ and the BBC. She met James Cameron White, a fellow Commons lobby correspondent, at a press briefing at No 10 Downing Street – they married in 1948.

After she married, Eirene kept homes in Hampstead and Wales.

Eirene obtaind the nomination as the Labour candidate for Flintshire for the 1945 General Election – she came close to defeating Nigel Birch, the Conservative candidate, in what had been a safe Conservative seat. At the 1950 General Election, Flintshire was divided into two constituencies, Flintshire East and Flintshire West. Hywel Teifi Edwards, a friend of T.J.’s, helped Eirene obtain the nomination for Flintshire East and T.J. campaigned for her. Eirene won the seat, which she held until 1970.

Hywel Tyfei Edwards was a Welsh historian and broadcaster. He came from Ceredigion, went to university at Aberystwyth, spent a while as a school teacher and then lectured at what became Swansea University – he became Professor of Welsh there. Hywel Tyfei Edwards is the leading authority on the history of the National Eisteddfod. He stood as a Plaid candidate twice, for Llanelli in 1983 and for Carmarthen in 1987. He was a member of Dyfed County Council, 1977-89. He is the father of Huw Edwards, the broadcaster.

Eirene had become a member of the Labour Party’s NEC women’s section in 1947. She served on the NEC at this time with Clement Attlee the PM and Herbert Morrison (Peter Mandelson’s grandfather). Eirene stepped down from the NEC in 1953, but returned in 1957 and remained until 1972. She was Chair of the Labour Party’s NEC, 1968-69.

Hugh Gaitskill appointed Eirene as deputy to Anthony Greenwood, who spoke for education on the opposition front bench. In 1961 Eirene held a joint press conference with Thatcher regarding the lack of provision for pre-school children in the high rise developments which had recently been built.

In 1964 Eirene was appointed Parliamentary Under-Secretary at the Colonial Office and after the 1966 General Election she became Minister of State under the Foreign Secretary, George Brown. In 1967 Eirene endured a ‘very hostile reception’ at the Labour Party Conference, as a result of the ‘difficult situation’ in Rhodesia.

Eirene was a big supporter of the UN.

A reshuffle saw Eirene appointed to the Welsh Office in 1967. She became Minister of State under her ‘old friend’ Secretary of State for Wales Cledwyn Hughes. Cledwyn was a lawyer who had studied at Aber and who was President of the University College at Aberystwyth himself, 1975-85. Cledwyn undoubtedly knew about the organised abuse of children in north Wales (see post ‘The Cradle of Filth’). George Thomas succeeded Cledwyn in 1968 – he was ‘not close’ to Eirene and she then played a much lesser part in the affairs of the Welsh Office. The South Wales Police recently held an investigation into allegations that George Thomas had committed sexual offences against children.

Eirene’s husband John died in 1968. It has been recorded that Eirene ‘nursed her dying husband and carried out her Ministerial duties efficiently’. Someone is telling porkies here, it is not possible to care for a dying person and continue working full time as a Minister. In 1968 Eirne was withdrawing from the ‘affairs’ of the Welsh Office – ie. its concealing of a paedophile ring and the abuses of patients in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh – because the dreadful George Thomas had become Secretary of State. That may be how Eirene had time to nurse her husband.

Eirene retired from the Commons in 1970 and received a peerage. She was Deputy Speaker in the Lords, 1979-89 and Chair of the Lords Select Committee on European Communities, 1979-82. So when Mary Wynch, Alison Taylor and I were blowing the whistle and raising concerns about criminal activities and institutionalised corruption in north Wales – right on Eirene’s patch – Eirene was Deputy Speaker in the Lords. Eirene’s seat in East Flintshire had been succeeded by Barry Jones, who later became Lord Barry Jones. Lord Baz remained remarkably silent about the organised abuse of children and mental health patients going on under his nose, despite a number of staff from the children’s homes in the region being convicted for the abuse of the young people in their ‘care’. For further details of Lord Baz and his wife, please see the post ‘Wheels Within Wheels Or Flies Drawn To The Same Incestuously Corrupt Shithouse?’ and the comments which follow it. Eirene regularly attended the Lords, until 1995 when she retired from public life. Just before the Waterhouse Inquiry…

Eirene retired to Abergavenny – where there was child abuse which was linked to the paedophile ring in north Wales. One of the advisors to Sir Ronald Waterhouse whilst he conducted his cover-up also retired to Abergavenny. Whilst in Parliament, Eirene had homes in Shotton and Hampstead, but also owned a cottage near Machynlleth. Her last years – she died in 1999 – were spent at her house in Treberfydd near Abergavenny, although she also owned flats in Cwmbran and Cardiff.

Lord Morris of Aberavon – a lawyer who studied at Aberystwyth and a good friend to the paedophiles’ friends himself – gave the address at Eirene’s memorial service.

Eirene was also: Chair of the Fabian Society; A Governor of the British Film Institute; a member of the Board of Trade Films Council; governor of the National Library of Wales; a member of the British Waterways Council, 1972-76; Deputy Chairman of the Matriculation Board, 1972-76; President of the Council for the Protection of Rural Wales, 1973-89; Chairman of the Land Authority of Wales, 1976-80; Chair of the Council 1983-88 and President 1987-88 of UWIST and a member of the Court at Aberystwyth, Bangor and Cardiff Universities. She was inevitably of course President of Coleg Harlech, 1974-84.

There was no escaping Eirene – and don’t forget, her brother ran the ‘Observer’.

 

In 1953, the year before T.J.’s reign at Aber came to an end, the College appointed a new Principal, Goronwy Rees. If you thought that T.J. had interesting friends in the Astors, just wait until you hear about Goronwy’s mates.

Goronwy was born in Aberystwyth and his father was Minister of the Tabernacle Calvinist Methodist Church. However the family moved to Roath in Cardiff when Goronwy was young as a result of hostility towards the Rev Rees after he clashed with his congregation as a result of his support for a Lloyd George Liberal in opposition to an Asquithian in a Cardiganshire by-election. Goronwy attended Cardiff High School for Boys and then went onto New College, Oxford. He became a fellow of All Souls College.

After graduation Goronwy went to Berlin and then wrote for the ‘Manchester Guardian’, 1932-35. In 1936 he became assistant Editor of the ‘Spectator’. For most of the 1930s Goronwy Rees was a Marxist, but the Hitler-Stalin pact turned him away from communism. During WWII, after Sandhurst he enlisted with the Royal Welsh Fusiliers and after that returned to the Spectator. In 1946 Goronwy began working for H. Pontifex and Son, as well as for MI6, in their political section. In 1951 he returned to All Souls’ as Bursar. He was then invited to take up the post of Principal at Aberystwyth by T.J.

Things did not go smoothly for very long. In 1956 a series of anonymous articles appeared in the ‘People’, describing Guy Burgess as corrupt, a spy, a blackmailer, a drunk and gay – Burgess and Donald Maclean had defected in 1951. The ‘Daily Telegraph’ revealed that the author was Goronwy. Goronwy had become friends with Burgess in 1934 and in 1937 Burgess had fessed up to Goronwy that he was a Soviet agent. Goronwy had been in contact with the Cambridge spy ring via Burgess.

Burgess and Maclean’s friends were furious with the articles. The Cambridge spies enjoyed a high degree of loyalty from their friends – when Stephen Spender, a figure in the communist network, showed the ‘Daily Express’ a friend’s letter concerning Burgess, he was held to have disgraced himself. A huge row followed Goronwy’s article and many people turned on him. At Aber, the students supported him but the staff didn’t.  An inquiry was held which was highly critical of Rees. He resigned from Aber in 1957.

Goronwy Rees died in Charing Cross Hospital in 1979 and another controversy blew up after his death. It was alleged by Peter Wright of ‘Spycatcher’ fame that Rees had made a death bed confession in Charing Cross that he had spied for the USSR and that Guy Liddell, the Deputy Director of MI5, was part of the Philby, Burgess, Maclean and Blunt spy ring. Wright maintained that he didn’t believe that Liddell was a Soviet spy. Andrew Boyle, the author of ‘The Climate of Treason’, maintained that Rees told him that Anthony Blunt was a spy and ‘the man to follow’. Boyle revealed this to the ‘Daily Mail’ and it was that which led to Thatcher announcing in the Commons that the security services knew that Blunt was a spy, because Rees had warned the security services the weekend that Burgess and Maclean fled to Russia, yet Blunt had been knighted nonetheless.

Goronwy’s daughter Jenny Rees is a journalist who has worked for the ‘Daily Mail’, the ‘Daily Express’ and the ‘Daily Telegraph’. In 1994 she published a book about Goronwy, ‘Looking For Mr Nobody’. Jenny consulted KGB files and concluded that her dad was not a Soviet agent and that intelligence links with Burgess were severed in 1939.

In 1999, Vasili Mitrokhin, the former First Chief Directorate of the KGB, published his archives which included a file on Rees, which documented his recruitment by Burgess in the mid-30s. Mitrokhin claimed that Rees didn’t give any information to the Soviets and that he abandoned his communist affiliation at the outbreak of WWII.

The revelations since Goronwy’s death certainly caused a stir, but no-one seems to have stated the obvious – that everybody involved was a spy, so it is highly improbable that they were going to be telling the truth to anyone, whether it is to an Angel or Top Doctor in Charing Cross Hospital, Peter Wright – who was a spy himself – the ‘Daily Mail’ or even their friends and relatives. Neither would I expect the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth to be conscientiously documented in KGB files, particularly KGB files that have been made public. It is like relying upon my medical records for the truth about the many murderous attacks on people carried out by me that the paedophiles’ friends lovingly documented and signed. Luckily for me, the paedophiles’ friends aren’t as competent as the KGB so whilst documenting the lies that they presented in Court about me, they were good enough to also document their plans to tell the lies in order to have me convicted and cc those plans to their partners in crime.

The only thing that has been established is that Goronwy was friends with members of the Cambridge spy ring, as well as many other notable people, some of whom were communists or what would now be described as alternative or bohemian. Goronwy’s friends at Oxford included A.J. Ayer and he had relationships with Sheila Grant Duff, Elizabeth Bowen and Rosamund Lehmann. He married Margaret Ewing in 1940. It has also been established that some people officially working for the security services had a penchant for abusing children and/or concealing the actions of others who did so.

Goronwy Rees was a member of the Wolfenden Committee, which reviewed the legislation concerning homosexuality and prostitution and reported in 1957, although Rees resigned in 1956. Another member of the Committee was Dr Desmond Curran, a Top Doctor from St George’s Hospital Medical School and one of the foundation stones for the nest of corruption which that institution was (see posts ‘The Newcastle-Upon-Tyne-Connection?’ and ‘The King’s Sperm’). The Wolfenden Committee’s Chair was John Wolfendale and it was later revealed that his son Jeremy had been gay. Whilst Jeremy was at Cambridge he would sign himself into gay clubs using the names of other students without their knowledge. Jeremy was recruited by MI6 and was later sent to Moscow as the foreign correspondent of the ‘Daily Telegraph’ where he was compromised by the KGB – Jeremy Wolfenden was a friend of Guy Burgess. Jeremy was found dead when he was in his early thirties, in suspicious circumstances in Washington.

 

Two years before Goronwy Rees resigned as Principal, David Hughes-Parry was appointed President, succeeding T.J.

Hughes-Parry was born to hill famers on the Llyn Pensinsula, Caernarvonshire. The family were Welsh speaking and deeply religious – Hughes-Parry learnt English at school. He attended Pwllheli County School, then won a scholarship to Aberystwyth where he read economics. He graduated in 1914, served on the Western Front with the Royal Welch Fusiliers and was invalided out in 1919. Hughes-Parry then studied law at Peterhouse, Cambridge. He became a law lecturer at Aber – he was also a barrister. Hughes-Parry became a law lecturer at the LSE in 1924, then in 1930 was appointed Professor of English Law. When he retired in 1959, his dept was considered the leading law dept in the country. In 1947 Hughes-Parry created the Institute of Advanced Legal Studies and was Director of the Institute, 1947-59.

Hughes-Parry was Vice-Chancellor of the University of London, 1945-48 and Chair of the University Court, 1962-70. In 1955 he was appointed President of Aberystwyth. As previously mentioned, Hughes-Parry married the daughter of Sir O.M. Edwards, Haf, in 1923. David Hughes-Parry died at Llanuwchllyn – Haf had inherited her parents house there – in 1973.

 

Whilst I was researching David Hughes-Parry, I stumbled across two other Welshmen who were eminent physicists, one of whom became Vice-Chancellor of the University of London – Sir Sam Edwards and Lord Brian Flowers. They both attended Bishop Gore School in Swansea – which was previously Swansea Grammar School. It seems to have a history of producing pupils who achieved eminence – other former pupils include the 1st Baron Aberdare, Professor Sir John Cadogan (there will be more information about him later in this post), David Dykes (Director of the National Museum of Wales, 1986-89), Sir William Gove (chemist, barrister and a judge), Professor John Howell (President of the BMA, 1989-90) and Sir Gwilym Morris (Chief Constable of South Wales Constabulary, 1971-79).

Sir Sam Edwards went to Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge, Manchester University and Harvard. Edwards was the Cavendish Professor of Physics at Cambridge, 1984-95. That Chair was founded by an endowment from William Cavendish, the 7th Duke of Devonshire. The current Duke of Devonshire is Peregrine Cavendish, the 12th Duke, who is Chancellor of the University of Derby.

Sir Sam Edwards was a Founding Fellow of the Learned Society for Wales.

Lord Brian Flowers also went to Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge and then Birmingham University. He was Chair of the Science Research Council, 1967-73; a member of the Atomic Energy Authority, 1971-81; President of the Institute of Physics, 1972-74; Chair of the Royal Commission on Environmental Pollution, 1973-76; President of the European Science Foundation, 1974-80; Chair of the University of London Working Party on the Future of Medical and Dental Teaching Resources in the 1980s; Chair of the Committee of Vice-Chancellors and Principals, 1983-85; a member of the Council Academia Europaea, 1988-91; a Governor of Middlesex University, 1992-2001; Chair of the Committee of Inquiry into the Academic Year, 1992-93.

Flowers was Rector of Imperial College, 1973-85 and Vice-Chancellor of the University of London, 1985-90. He was a member of the Council and Vice-Chancellor of RPMS (Royal Postgraduate Medical School), 1990-97 and a member of the Management Board of the London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine, 1994-95.

So Brian Flowers was the Man At The Top whilst I witnessed and was told about research fraud, plagiarism, sex with students in return for exam passes and the appointment of the mistresses of senior members of staff to lecturing jobs at RPMS/Hammersmith Hospital (see post ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’) and the chaos and corruption at St George’s Hospital Medical School which included the collusion of their staff with serious criminal activity in north Wales (see posts ‘St Georges Hospital Medical, 1989/1990…’ and ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’). Brian Flowers was also Vice-Chancellor when Oliver Brooke, the Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s, was convicted and jailed for the possession of huge quantities of child porn. A detective working on the case later stated that Brooke had been a major player in a pan-European child sex ring, but had got away lightly because of his position. So even Brooke’s conviction didn’t ring alarm bells for old Brian then – obviously didn’t ever occur to him that something might be going dreadfully wrong at St George’s.

So who better than Brian Flowers to have been appointed as the Chair of the Nuffield Foundation (1987-98) and to have been allowed to play a significant role in the establishment of the Nuffield Council on Bioethics in 1991? Indeed Brian was such a safe pair of hands that in 1998 he became Vice-Chairman of the Parliamentary Office of Science and Technology.

Brian Flowers was a Founding Fellow of the Learned Society of Wales in 2010.

Flowers’s obituary tells us that whilst at Imperial College he ‘introduced a democratic approach to appointing heads of department’ and that he ensured the ‘best candidate to lead the department’. So that’ll be why when later after Brian had been promoted to run the whole of London University, Mr Big of European Paedophilia was the head of the paediatrics dept at St George’s.

The London medical schools are now all part of Imperial College – it was Flowers who was responsible for this restructuring. So presumably all the paedophiles and facilitators of organised crime could be brought together to capitalise on all that lovely research funding – because no Gov’t can withstand the power of Top Doctors collectively screaming for more money whilst giving tear-jerking interviews about their life-saving work and the cures for cancer and schizophrenia which they have just discovered. Just to ensure that the purse strings are loosened, they’ll invite their mates who work for TV in to film a few babies in cots who will be for the chop if someone doesn’t stump up the cash.

Brian Flowers was given a peerage in 1979. I don’t know which dirty deed elicited that particular prize, because that was some years before the bad publicity over Oliver Brooke needed handling carefully and before the gang at St George’s concealed the North Wales Paedophile Ring. Perhaps it was something to do with getting Jeremy Thorpe off the hook! After all Norman Scott had been ‘treated’ by Top Doctors at St George’s and nothing would surprise me…

Lord Flowers was one of the founder members of the SDP in 1981. A friend of Dr Death, Shirl, Cyril Smith’s colleague David Steel et al then.

I am delighted to say that another safe pair of hands was appointed to follow Lord Flowers as the Chair of the House of Lords Select Committee on Science and Technology – Lord Robert Winston! That’s the Robert Winston who was a colleague of Brian Flowers’ when Robert ran the Fertility Unit at Hammersmith Hospital – where he employed a relentlessly sexually harassing, groping gynaecologist whom Winston passed onto St George’s whom they in turn decided was such a time bomb that they planned to ‘send him to Wales’. Indeed they did – he now works as a consultant in the Cardiff and the paedophiles’ friend Dr Brian Gibbons awarded him a prize when Gibbons was Health Minister.

Lord Flowers died in 2010 and was ‘fondly remembered’ by Lord Winston. A John Davidson remembered that Flowers was ‘honest and straightforward’.

To celebrate his 60th burfday in 1984, Flowers’s friend Sir Kyffin Williams – an artist from Anglesey – was commissioned to paint his portrait. No doubt Imperial College or the House of Lords have that proudly hanging up in a corridor somewhere.

 

In 1958, whilst David Hughes-Parry was President, Sir Thomas Parry was appointed Principal of Aberystwyth.

Thomas Parry was librarian at the National Library of Wales, 1953-58; Principal of University College of Wales, Aberystwyth, 1958-69; Vice-Chancellor of the University of Wales, 1961-63 and 1967-69.

Thomas Parry was one of three biggest figures in Welsh language literature, history and scholarship in the twentieth century.

Parry was born in Carmel in Caernarvonshire in 1904. His father was a quarryman and smallholder who married three times – Thomas Parry had a number of well-known relatives from his father’s previous marriages. One of his half-brothers was the father of Robert Williams Parry – Robert Williams Parry was a poet and at one time the Chair of the Caernarvonshire branch of Plaid Cymru. Another half-brother was the father of Sir T.H. Parry-Williams. T.H. Parry-Williams was the head of Rhyd Ddu School, a Welsh teacher and a poet. He was also a broadcaster as well as Chairman of the BBC’s Welsh Council, President of the National Library of Wales as well as of the Court of the Eistedddfod and the Honourable Society of Cymmrodorion. There were numerous well-known poets and scholars in T.H. Parry-Williams’s circle, with many links to the University of Wales, particularly those colleges at Bangor and Aberystwyth.

Sir Thomas Parry went to study at UCNW (later Bangor University) in 1922. In 1926 he was appointed as an assistant lecturer at the University College of South Wales and Monmouthshire, Cardiff. In 1929 he became a lecturer in his old dept at Bangor. He was given a Chair in Welsh at Bangor and then became Vice-Principal. He was appointed librarian at the National Library of Wales in 1953 and during his time there HM the Queen opened a new Book Stack. Thomas Parry was the Chairman of the National Eisteddfod Council in the early 1950s and in 1959 became a Fellow of the British Academy.

Parry had wanted to be Principal of UCNW at Bangor but somebody else was appointed to succeed Sir David Emrys Evans, who was Principal, 1927-58. Who was that someone? It was Sir Charles Evans. I detailed Charles Evans’s background in a comment following my post ‘Wheels Within Wheels Or Flies Drawn To The Same Incestuously Corrupt Shithouse?’. Charles Evans was a Top Doctor, a neurosurgeon who practiced in Liverpool. Charles Evans developed multiple sclerosis and was unable to continue operating, so he took up an administrative role ie. Principal of UCNW. The thing dearest to Charles Evans however wasn’t neurosurgery, it was mountain climbing – Evans was a member of the first team who successfully conquered Everest, along with Edmund Hilary and Sherpa Tenzing. There were very serious problems at UCNW under Evans – as well as protests from the Welsh language students which Evans inflamed by being generally rude and intransigent – so much so that in the late 1970s Caernarfon MP Dafydd Wigley asked Secretary of State for Education Shirley Williams to hold an inquiry into Evans’s running of the institution. There was no inquiry. I went to UCNW as a student in 1981 and there were certainly some odd people employed in some roles. The Agriculture Dept was famously dreadful and haemorrhaged students at a great rate. The biggest problem however was of course the Student Health Centre, which employed Gwynne the lobotomist and paedophiles’ friend as a psychiatrist and the corrupt Dr D.G.E. Wood as a GP. Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, Gwynne’s partner in crime and another paedophiles’ friend, also exerted great influence in the Psychology Dept. Charles Evans, being a neurosurgeon, would have known Gwynne, almost certainly knew Dafydd and would have known about the appalling practices at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh – I am less certain as to whether he knew that Gwynne and Dafydd were facilitating a paedophile ring and sexually exploiting patients. Charles Evans certainly knew that there was disaster after disaster happening at the Student Health Centre as a result of Gwynne and Wood. Under Charles Evans, there were also two infamous lecturers employed at UCNW – one was a lecherous old man who worked in the Agriculture Dept, Gordon Farley, who tended to be seen as a joke among the female students and the other was Andrew Radford, the Professor of Linguistics. A number of female linguistics graduates alleged that their excellent finals results had been a result of them having had sex with Radford and I was told by a retired member of staff from Bangor that Radford himself was boasting to his colleagues about his activities at Newborough beach with female undergrads. Farley and Radford were certainly not looked upon fondly by the rest of the staff, but I doubt that Sir Charles Evans gave a stuff – he was after all employing a Top Doctor in the Student Health Centre who had lobotomised and incarcerated the victims of a paedophile ring.

Charles Evans’s status as a national hero after his Everest feat I suspect made him untouchable, which is perhaps why there never was any sort of inquiry into his management of UCNW. Evans was appointed Principal in 1958. I suspect that one person who might have been very influential in the nuts and bolts of appointing Charles Evans rather than just the rubber stamping of his appointment could have been the President of UCNW at that time. That was Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon, the 5th Baron Kenyon, who was President, 1947-82.

Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon was educated at Eton and Magdalene College, Cambridge and was among many other things: President of the National Museum of Wales, 1952-57; Trustee of the National Portrait Gallery, 1953-88 and then Chair, 1966-88; Chair of the Friends of National Libraries, 1962-85; a member of the Royal Commission on Historical Manuscripts, 1966-93; member of the Standing Commission on Museums and Galleries; a Director of Lloyds Bank and Chair of its North West Board, 1962-85. Tyrell-Kenyon played a large part in the revival of Gwasg Gregynog Press and was Chair, 1978-91. He was a JP in 1944 and Deputy Lieutenant of Flintshire in 1948. He was a Flintshire County Councillor, was appointed to the first records committee and was an active supporter of the Flintshire Records Office (later the Clwyd Records Office).

Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon was the father of Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon. In July 1979 Thomas woke up in a room in the Crest Hotel, Wrexham to find that his clothes and property had been stolen by the boy whom he had spent the previous night having sex with. Thomas reported the theft to the police, named the boy, told the police exactly what he had been doing with the boy in the hotel and also claimed that some explicit Polaroid photos of him and the boy together that they’d taken had been stolen as well. The boy was in the care of Clwyd County Council when this happened. The boy’s social worker recorded that the North Wales Police were well aware of ‘homosexual activities’ between the boy and Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon. The boy was subsequently convicted and sent to a Detention Centre. Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon was never charged with any offence.

Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon was a member of the North Wales Police Authority and the Provincial Grandmaster of the Freemasons of North Wales. He was Chair of Wrexham, Powys and Mawddach Hospital Management Committee, 1960-74 and Chair of Clwyd Area Health Authority, 1974-78.

Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon died of AIDS in 1993 – his father died in the same year.

The boy at the centre of the incident in the Crest Hotel told the Waterhouse Inquiry that Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon had ‘used him for sex’ on many occasions. The Waterhouse Inquiry was also told that Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon tried to pressurise the Chief Constable of the North Wales Police when the Chief Constable attempted to dissuade officers from becoming Freemasons.

I wonder if the boy involved had even committed the theft as alleged? The paedophile ring that operated in north Wales had links to organised crime involved with drugs and porn. The porn photos of Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon and the boy were ‘never found’, although everything else which had been ‘stolen’ was.

Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon’s father (also called Lloyd) the 4th Baron Kenyon had also been President of UCNW, Pro-Chancellor of the University of Wales and President of the National Museum of Wales. The 4th Baron Kenyon was educated at Eton and Christ Church, Oxford and was a Whip in the Conservative Gov’t of Lord Salisbury and then again in the Coalition Gov’t of Lloyd George of 1916-18. He was a Flintshire County Councillor, a JP in Shropshire and Flintshire and Lord Lieutenant of Denbighshire from 1918 until his death until 1927.

The paedophiles’ friend – indeed a paedophile’s father – the 5th Baron Lord Kenyon was followed as President of UCNW by Sir William Mars-Jones, who was in office 1982-95 as mentioned previously. Lord Cledwyn followed Mars-Jones as President and remained in post until 2000.

 

As for Thomas Parry, having been blown out of his desired job by Sir Charles Evans, Parry instead became Principal of Aber in 1958. It is recorded that Thomas Parry had to ‘reshape the ship’ after Goronwy Rees’s ‘unorthodox captaincy’. We are also told that academically Aberystwyth ‘thrived’ during Thomas Parry’s time, but he found it difficult to put up with the ‘liberal youth’ of that period (Parry was Principal 1958-69). The liberal youth of that period at Aber were famed for their Welsh language activism – whereas Thomas Parry’s network was running a paedophile ring, with the associated abuse of psychiatry and trade in porn and drugs.

At the end of Thomas Parry’s reign Prince Charles spent a short time at Aber as a student, to learn Welsh. I don’t expect that anyone dared send him to Bangor, what with the conqueror of Everest and Dafydd and Gwynne on the loose. Charles could have ended up sexually assaulted and then lobotomised.

Thomas Parry’s entry in the Dictionary of Welsh Biography, written by Derec Llwyd Morgan in 2009, reads: ‘his tongue like his fountain pen could be very sharp. His bearing alone was enough to frighten some people and his criticism was scathing. But he also enjoyed leg pulling…a scholar prince who never forgot his people, his peers or their essential institutions’.

Could not the scholar prince have directed his very sharp tongue and frightening bearing at the friends of the gang of paedophiles that occupied so many of the senior posts in the essential institutions? Or was Thomas Parry too busy pulling everyone’s leg? It must have been a laugh a minute supping and hobnobbing with people who were having kids in care banged up after they’d had sex with them and used them for porn. Nearly as funny as when they contracted HIV from the people who had sexually molested them.

Derec Llwyd Morgan was Principal of Aberystwyth, 1994-2004.

Thomas Parry married Enid, daughter of Mr and Mrs Picton Davies – who could well be related to the Picton Davies who was President of the London Welsh Society – in 1936. He died in 1985 at Bangor. Leg pulling and laughing all the way to his grave no doubt.

 

The President of Aber during the latter part of Thomas Parry’s time there and then until 1976 as Principal was Sir Ben Bowen Thomas. Bowen Thomas was born in Ystrad Rhondda and attended Rhondda Grammar School. He then went to University College of Wales, Aberystwyth and then to Jesus College, Oxford. Bowen Thomas was influenced by the adult education movement and spent five years as a university tutorial class lecturer. He was the first Warden of Coleg Harlech when it was founded in 1927. Bowen Thomas remained in that post until 1940, when he took up a position as a civil servant in the Ministry of Labour and was then appointed Permanent Secretary to the Welsh Department of the Ministry of Education, 1945-63. He was President of the London Welsh Trust 1953-55. Bowen Thomas was involved with UNESCO, as a member of the Executive Board and later the Chair, 1958-60.

He retired from the civil service in 1963 and was appointed President of Aber in 1964. Bowen Thomas Chaired the Baptist Union of Wales, 1966-67. My post ‘A Serious Moral Collapse’ describes a publication of the Baptist Union of Wales dated July 1971. It details the wise words dispensed to the Welsh Baptists when they were addressed by one Dr Dafydd Alun Jones – Dafydd maintained that remembering Bible verses one learnt as a child may be enough to prevent a ‘serious moral collapse’.

 

The Principal of Aberystwyth 1969-79 was Sir Goronwy Daniel. Goronwy Daniel was born in Ystradgynlais, the son of a colliery manager. He attended Pontardawe Grammar School, then Amman Valley County School, went to university at Aber and then to Jesus College, Oxford. He joined the civil service in 1943 and worked as a statistical assistant to Sir William Beveridge in the Ministry of Labour. Goronwy Daniel became Permanent Secretary at the Welsh Office upon its establishment in 1964, where he remained until 1969. Goronwy served under Secretaries of State Jim Griffiths, Cledwyn Hughes and George Thomas. So it was Goronwy who was heading up the corruption and the concealing of terrible things in north Wales by the Welsh Office from its very beginnings. As well as being Principal of Aberystwyth, Sir Goronwy was Vice-Chancellor of the University of Wales, 1977-79 and Chairman of the S4C Authority, 1981-86, having been a prime mover in the creation of S4C. For details of the way in which the welfare and safety of children in care and mental health patients in north Wales were traded in return for the creation of S4C and the Welsh Language Act of 1993, see post ‘The Cradle of Filth’. When I wrote ‘The Cradle of Filth’, I was unaware of exactly who the individuals were who reminded Willie Whitelaw that the north Wales children’s homes were being used as a knocking shop by a number of public figures – including Willie’s colleague the Tory MP for Chester, Sir Peter Morrison – when Whitelaw renegaded on his promise to establish a Welsh language TV channel. I have now found out who they were. Goronwy Daniel was one of ‘three wise men’ – the other two were the Archbishop of Wales and Cledwyn Hughes – who went to see Whitelaw in London. Approximately one week later, Nicholas Edwardes the Secretary of State for Wales, announced that there’d be a Welsh language TV channel. I bet he did – the Westminster Paedophile Ring needed its supply of fresh meat and an awful lot of people wanted to remain in their comfy jobs and not go to prison.

The Archbishop of Wales who participated in this sordid piece of bargaining was Gwilym Williams. Williams grew up and went to school in Caernarvonshire and then on to Jesus College, Oxford. Until 1940 Williams was the curate at St Asaph. He was then the chaplain at St David’s College, Lampeter. In 1945 he became the chaplain and tutor at St Mary’s College, Bangor and also a lecturer in theology at UCNW. In 1947 Williams was appointed Canon of Bangor Cathedral. In 1948 he became the headmaster of Llandovery College. Gwilym Williams was the Bishop of Bangor, 1957-82. For many of those years he held the post along with the post of Archbishop of Wales.

This might explain something that I always found a little surprising, although perhaps I shouldn’t have. My post ‘Amber Rudd, The Miners’ Strike and a Memory Jogged’ describes how in the summer of 1984, Brown and I went to a public meeting organised by the Bishop of Bangor regarding the problem of drug abuse in north Wales, only to find Dafydd addressing the audience. I hadn’t encountered Dafydd by then, but even so Brown and I  realised that he was mad and very obviously didn’t know his arse from his elbow. The Bishop then was Cledan Mears and I’ve always presumed that the Bishop et al didn’t actually know what Dafydd got up to. They obviously did – the previous Bishop had been one of the paedophiles’ friends himself. He won’t have been all on his own either, there’ll have been others around him who were paedophiles’ friends and they will still have been in place two years later when we went to Cledan Mears’s meeting. It also explains why Bangor Cathedral was famously dysfunctional with backbiting and unpleasantness which drove people away.

The first appointments to S4C were made by Goronwy Daniel with Professor Alwyn Roberts, another member of S4C’s Board. Elan Closs Stephens – whom Goronwy appointed as Professor of Drama at Aberystwyth in 1975 – eventually became Chair of S4C. The first Chief Executive of S4C was Owen Edwards, son of Sir Ifan ab Owen Edwards.

Sir Goronwy was Lord Lieutenant of Dyfed, 1978-89.

Goronwy Daniel married Lady Valerie Lloyd George, granddaughter of Lloyd George and daughter of the 2nd Earl Lloyd George, Lloyd George’s son Richard, in 1940.

Goronwy Daniel died in 2003. His obituary in the ‘Independent’, written by Meic Stephens, described Goronwy as a ‘safe pair of hands, always a prerequisite for appointments in his native Wales’. You’ve summed it up there Meic, all hell would have been unleashed if anyone had dared spark off anything that led to the revelation that disadvantaged kids and mental health patients were being used for sex – often by members of the British upper echelons and from the Tory Party as well – whilst huge swathes of the Welsh speaking middle classes acquired cushy numbers for themselves in return for colluding with it all. Meic also explained that Goronwy was ‘well versed in mandarin culture when he took up the appointment as Permanent Secretary’ and that this ‘Welsh speaker and patriot’ knew that his ‘main job was to establish the credibility of the Welsh Office’. Meic informs us that it was under Goronwy’s leadership that the Welsh Office acquired additional responsibilities for health and agriculture’. So THAT’S who ensured that Dafydd, Gwynne and the paedophiles’ friends were brought under the domain of bunch of people who were just as corrupt as they were and covered up their serious crimes for decades. Goronwy desiring that particular outcome and indeed managing to persuade people to allow him to ensure it happened won’t have been a coincidence.

Goronwy Daniel was said to have got his knighthood in return for ‘weathering the turbulence of the investiture’. At Aber he supported teaching through the medium of Welsh and established a bilingual drama department in 1973. Goronwy Daniel developed Aberystwyth Arts Centre and was the President of the West Wales Association for the Arts. He was ‘an egalitarian spirit: he treated everyone with the same warm geniality, however exalted or lowly their place’. Unless of course they were kids in care being targeted by a paedophile gang.

There is an account of Goronwy making a dick of himself when the French dramatist Eugene Ionesco visited Aber and lunched with Goronwy at the Principal’s official residence. Goronwy’s contribution to polite chat was to move around the room pointing at the furniture, repeatedly asking Ionesco how much he thought that each piece was worth, only to then tell Ionesco that it was very much more valuable than he realised.

When Goronwy left Aber in 1979, he retired to Pembrokeshire to enjoy ‘country pursuits’. Presumably the egalitarian spirit wiled away many happy days blasting pheasants out of the air on his country estate. Perhaps with some of his wife’s friends. Lady Valerie was used to the best from a very young age. There is film footage in the National Screen and Sound Archive of Wales at the National Library of Wales featuring Lady Valerie, the daughter of Lloyd George’s eldest son Richard. Lady Valerie remembers going to stay at Downing Street for long stretches at a time. Lloyd George was an indulgent grandfather who liked to spend time with his grandchildren, so he had nursery accommodation built for them on the top floor at Downing Street. The grandchildren used to be allowed into the Cabinet Room where they would jump about on the furniture.

A lot of people in that network were very fond of children.

 

Someone who worked under/with Sir Goronwy the paedophiles’ friend before Goronwy was Principal of Aberystwyth was a man called Rhodri Morgan. Between 2000-09 Rhodri was First Minister of Wales. Jane Hutt and Dr Brian Gibbons, two people whom Rhodri appointed as Ministers – as well as his main special advisor Mark Drakeford who later became Health Minister – failed to react whilst heath and social services staff in north Wales were involved in serious criminal activity.

Rhodri was born in Cardiff in 1939, the son of Professor T.J. Morgan. He attended Whitchurch Grammar School, St John’s College, Oxford and Harvard University.

He worked as a tutor for the WEA (1963-65); as a research officer in local and central gov’t (1967-71); as an economic advisor to the DTI (1972-74); as an industrial development officer for South Glamorgan County Council (1974-80); as head of the European Community’s Office in Wales (1980-87). He was MP for Cardiff West, 1987-2001; AM for Cardiff West, 1999-2011; First Minister, 2000-09. Rhodri was appointed Chancellor of Swansea University in 2011.

Rhodri’s father, Professor T.J. Morgan, was born near Swansea and went to what became Swansea University. He was from a Welsh speaking family and met his wife Huana at the National Eisteddfod. He was the Professor of Welsh at Swansea, 1961-75.

In August 2006, BBC News Wales, reporting from the Eisteddfod, told us that Rhodri’s great-great-great grandfather Morgan Morgan was a local leader of the Rebecca Riots in the mid-19th century. Other ancestors of Rhodri were involved in the riots as well. Rhodri’s brother Prys told the BBC that the imprisonment of their forebears ‘has always been an inspiration from childhood to the radicalisation of my dear brother’.

The BBC also reported that the winner of the crown for the main literature prize that day at the Eisteddfod was Eigra Lewis Roberts. The BBC told us that Eigra had won many prizes at Eisteddfodau and was ‘one of Wales’s most popular authors’. Eigra has been featured on S4C a number of times. Eigra was born in Blaenau Ffestiniog, graduated from what is now Bangor University and later taught at Holyhead and Llanwrst.

Many school teachers in north Wales knew that the kids in the care of the local authorities were being abused. The teachers in the mainstream schools weren’t abusing the children in the same way in which the social workers employed in the children’s homes were – although the teacher employed in the Ty’r Felin home in Bangor was appalling and routinely physically assaulted his pupils – but they were well aware that disadvantaged kids were not being treated in the same way as children from other homes. One of the homes where children were abused was in Holyhead. Llanwrst is a rather different place – it is a rural Welsh speaking town in the Conwy Valley, traditionally a farming area. The area around Llanwrst is highly desirable and there are some expensive properties located there. I have noticed whilst researching for this blog that again and again people who later occupied key positions at a senior level who concealed the criminality in the welfare services in north Wales came from the better off families in the Llanwrst area.

An article from ‘Wales Online’, Jan 2010, tells us that at some point in the 1960s, Rhodri’s best friend Neil Kinnock persuaded Rhodri to join the Labour Party. Rhodri’s brother Prys stated that Welsh history and culture had become more important to Rhodri since his appointment as First Minister and that Rhodri had been ‘far more involved with the Welsh language heartlands’. It was in the language heartlands of north Wales that there was the worst problem with the institutionalised abuse of children and mental health patients, although these problems existed elsewhere too.

Prys Morgan, like his brother, attended Whitchurch Grammar and St John’s College, Oxford. In 1964 he began teaching history at University College, Swansea – where his father had been a Professor. Prys too became a Professor in the same institution in which his father had been a Professor! Prys is now Professor Emeritus. Since his retirement Prys has been: President of the National Eisteddfod; President of the Honourable Society of Cymmrodorion; joint Director of the Iolo Morganwg Project at Aberystwyth University; a Founding Fellow of the Learned Society for Wales and a member of its Inaugural Council.

Rhodri Morgan died in 2017. His funeral was led by his ‘friend and former Welsh Labour colleague’ humanist funeral celebrant, Lorraine Barrett.

Lorraine was the Labour and Co-operative AM for Cardiff and Penarth, 2007-11. Lorraine was born in the Rhondda and married Paul Barrett. Paul Barrett was the agent and manager of pop musicians in south Wales during the 1960, 70s and 80s – the highest profile name on his books was Shakin’ Stevens. Paul Barrett ended up in a huge legal dispute with Shaky once Shaky became rich and famous – it seems that royalties worth a bomb which were owed to Barrett didn’t find their way to him. Lorraine was a nurse who was also a Councillor in the Vale of Glamorgan and Penarth Town Council. She was an assistant to another name that has cropped up on this blog, Alun Michael, MP for Cardiff South and Penarth, 1987-99 (see post ‘The Cradle of Filth’). Lorraine was a member of the Welsh Labour Executive, the National Policy Forum and the TGWU.

As an Angel, Lorraine will have known that there were serious problems in the NHS in the Cardiff area, including in the University Hospital and in the Welsh National School of Medicine. She will have gathered even more information about this in her capacity as a Councillor. Her union, the TGWU, represented the people staffing those dysfunctional institutions rather than the people who were being abused and neglected. Which is why we are still not hearing the truth about institutional corruption from unions like the TGWU. Neither did we ever hear about it from Lorraine. Lorraine and her husband might be able to shed light on the sexploitation of teenagers as well – it is rampant in the music business. Shakin’ Stevens himself was named and shamed many years ago in the 70s/80s when he first hit the big time. It was revealed in the press that Shaky was being promoted as a heart throb to younger adolescent girls, although Shaky was married with kids and much older than anyone let on. This rather unscrupulous marketing was the work of Shaky’s manager. I wonder who that might have been.

 

Rhodri Morgan married Julie in 1967. Julie Morgan was the MP for Cardiff North, 1997-2010 and has been the Cardiff North AM since 2011. Julie was elected as an MP on an all-woman shortlist and is a chum of Harriet Harman’s, who was responsible for that initiative – an initiative that was used by Blair to impose his own choice of candidates on constituencies. As a result of all-women shortlists, a number of local candidates with years of service behind them – including some women – lost their chance of being elected. It was an all-woman shortlist that led to the electorate’s rebellion in 2005 which saw Labour lose its safest seat in Wales. Peter Hain subsequently publicly stated that the Labour Party needed to apologise because they had stopped listening to the electorate. Harriet et al showed no such regrets, I don’t think that they were even listening to Peter Hain, let alone the electorate.

Julie was born in Cardiff, went to Howell’s School and then King’s College, London. She then went to Manchester University and University College Cardiff. She became a social worker with Barry Social Services and then Assistant Director of Barnardo’s. She was a Councillor on South Glamorgan County Council, 1985-97 and on Cardiff City Council from 1995.

Some of those responsible for abusing the children in care in north Wales had worked for Barnardo’s. Julie was elected as an MP as the Waterhouse Inquiry took evidence from the former kids in care in north Wales who had been beaten, raped, deprived of food, forced to work as free labour in local businesses and trafficked into sex work.

Julie’s ‘fundamental beliefs’ include ‘equal treatment for children…in respect of protection from violence’. But not if that involves speaking up when you’ve been put on an all woman short list and your husband’s got his eye on a job as First Minister obviously.

Julie is involved in women’s rights, the welfare of children and disabled people. She was the Chair of the All Party Parliamentary Group on Children in Wales!

Julie is a veteran of the  south Wales Labour Party network – she campaigned for Sunny Jim Callaghan alongside her pals Neil Kinnock and Rhodri.

 

When Rhodri was elected as First Minister in 2000, his mother said ‘he has wanted this from the very start. Now he has had his wish and that’s nice for him isn’t it?’ Rhodri became First Minister the year that the Waterhouse Report that was published. The biggest child abuse scandal that the UK had ever experienced – and Rhodri then employed and promoted some of the people who were responsible for managing the ‘services’ which allowed it to happen. Many of the abused kids had been found dead and five witnesses were killed in a petrol bomb attack.

But at least Rhodri made it as far as First Minister and that was nice for him.

 

In 1977, two years before Sir Goronwy Daniel stood down as Principal of Aberystwyth, this blog’s old friend Cledwyn Hughes, aka Lord Cledwyn was appointed President of the institution. He held the post until 1985. More details of Cledwyn’s long and glorious career in helping out the paedophiles’ friends and his relationship with the Kinnocks can be read in my post ‘The Cradle of Filth’. Not only was Cledwyn Secretary of State for Wales, one of the ‘three wise men’ who hammered out the ‘rent boys for S4C’ deal and President of Aberystwyth, but he later turned up as President of the University of Wales, Bangor, 1995-2000, as well. So Cledwyn had a full house. Bingo!

Gareth Owen was the Principal of Aber who followed Sir Goronwy. Gareth Owen held the office 1979-89. Gareth Owen was a zoologist who was also Vice-Chancellor of the University of Wales. There is very little information available about Gareth Owen.

 

Between 1985-97, Sir Melvyn Rosser was President of Aberystwyth. Melvyn is a bit of a mystery to me – there is hardly anything about him available online, so I don’t actually know who he was. I suspect that like Professor Robert Bluglass who disappeared from the internet in a very similar manner a few years ago, Melvyn might have disgraced himself in some way. He had been knighted so had obviously made himself useful to somebody and was Chairman of the HTV Group, 1986-91. Melvyn appears on the list of old pupils of Bishop Gore School and he died in 2001, but I can’t even find any obituaries for him.

There are however references to Sir Melvyn in Hansard, March 1985. Hansard records that Ron Davies – he who was Secretary of State for Wales and achieved notoriety in Wales by experiencing a ‘moment of madness’ on Clapham Common and a few years later being caught ‘looking for badgers’ in a well known gay cruising spot (see post ‘The Cradle of Filth’) – asked the Secretary of State for Wales, Nicholas Edwardes, if he would list all the appointments held under his patronage by Sir Melvyn Rosser since 1979. Edwardes replied that he hadn’t appointed Melvyn to any public body, but that he was consulted by the Chairman of the Manpower Services Commission prior to Sir Melvyn’s initial appointment as Chairman of the Manpower Services Committee for Wales in 1980 and on his re-appointment in 1983.

I remember the Manpower Services Commission well – one of Thatcher’s ‘job creation’ cons, in which people who had no hope of getting a job were duped into participating in a short-term bit of meaningless activity in return for the amount of money that they would have received if they were on benefits, only to find themselves unemployed once more when the ‘scheme’ stopped. UCNW took on some of the ‘trainees’ whilst I was an undergrad and a degree of confusion resulted because the trainees would describe themselves as being on an ‘MSC project’ and unsuspecting people would think they were on an MSc project. This went on many years before I read any sociology but even then I observed an obvious social hierarchy – the MSC ‘trainees’ were local young Welsh people who were unable to find jobs because of the state of the nation’s economy, the supervisors of the ‘projects’ upon which they were allegedly working were nearly always social workers or teachers who had moved to north Wales and couldn’t work as social workers or teachers because they didn’t speak Welsh and the people presiding over all this were public figures appointed by Thatch, one of whom I now know to have been Sir Melvyn. I only knew two people from the many MSC trainees who were ‘trained’ who moved into permanent worthwhile jobs as a result of the MSC project – both of them were highly competent and good team workers who would have found no difficulty at all gaining employment if Thatcher hadn’t have destroyed the economy of Wales. But Sir Melvyn obviously did very well out of his MSC training placement.

The National Archives at Kew also contains records which refer to Melvyn. Melvyn is named as a member of the Diamond Committee. I think that this must be a reference to a Committee Chaired by Jack Diamond, who was a member of Harold Wilson’s Cabinet but later joined the Gang of Four when they founded the SDP. So the Committee that Melvyn was a member of could have been the Royal Commission on the Distribution of Wealth and Income OR the PM’s Advisory Committee on Business Appointments of Civil Servants. Jack Diamond himself was involved with work with the poor of the East End, the RCN and was Director of Sadlers Wells Trust.

If any readers have any information about Sir Melvyn and why he’s been air-brushed out of history, please do contact me.

 

Melvyn may have disappeared without trace, but the man who was Principal of Aberystwyth (1989-94) under Melvyn certainly has not. That man is Kenneth Morgan aka Lord Kenneth O. Morgan of Aberdyfi. Kenneth Morgan is a Welsh historian who is described as having exerted great influence upon the Labour Party.

Kenneth Morgan attended Aberdovey School, University College School and Oriel College, Oxford. Kenneth Morgan is on record as being very rude about the quality of education that was on offer at Oriel, but he was very complimentary about his lecturers Asa Briggs and Hugh Trevor-Roper – the Hugh Trevor-Roper who lost all credibility in 1983 when he was taken in by the forgeries that were the Hitler Diaries.

Kenneth Morgan lectured at University College Swansea, 1958-66 (so he’ll have known Rhodri Morgan’s extended clan who colonised that establishment), was Principal of Aber, 1989-94 and Vice-Chancellor of the University of Wales, 1989-95.

Kenneth Morgan was made a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards in 2008 and in 2009 received the Medal from the Honourable Society of Cymmrodorion. He was a Founding Fellow of the Learned Society of Wales. Kenneth is a member of the Labour Party.

During the 1970s and 80s a group of historians caused a great deal of trouble in Wales and people were traumatised by them. They were the Welsh labour historians who had been influenced by people like Eric Hobsbawm and E.P. Thompson and they introduced a Marxist analysis into the social history of Wales. They were very prolific and very productive and at one point it looked as though history was going somewhere, but sadly history in the UK has now evolved into TV programmes about the ancestors of the Royal Family presented by Lucy Worsley and books about Great Men written by the likes of Boris and Lord Hague of the Concealing of the Paedophile Gang.

It seems that Kenneth Morgan was also upset by the Welsh labour historians – Morgan describes himself as a ‘traditional liberal historian’. When discussing the work of the labour historians, Kenneth is on record as saying that it ‘was too often doctrinaire and intolerant of non-Marxist dissent – it was also too often plain wrong, distorting the evidence within a narrow doctrinaire framework. I felt it incumbent upon me to help resist it. But this was not always fun. I recall addressing a history meeting in Cardiff…when for the only time in my life, I was subjected to an incoherent series of attacks of a highly personal kind, playing the man not the ball, focusing on my accent, my being at Oxford and the supposedly reactionary tendencies of my empiricist colleagues’.

Never mind Kenneth, they might have taken the piss out of you, but you’ve got a Medal from the Honourable Society of Cymmrodorion and a seat in the Lords, alongside a load of spineless gits who concealed institutionalised corruption in the British state.

One memorable argument forwarded by members of the group of historians who upset Kenneth Morgan so much was their insistence that the working classes of Wales were not just oppressed by English landowners and the aristocracy, but that the middle classes of Wales had done much oppressing themselves, although they had skilfully used their influence in the nonconformist churches and their control of the press to frame themselves as the defenders of language and nation.

I just cannot help thinking of all those social workers, teachers, councillors, lawyers, judges, Top Doctors and politicians who constructed themselves as patriots and Welsh language champions whilst concealing and/or facilitating that paedophile gang in north Wales. The paedophile gang who were securing children to be sexually used by Sir Peter Morrison, Lord Kenyon’s son and others.

Not only has Ken got a medal and a peerage but in Jun 2014 he was honoured in Parliament by being awarded a lifetime achievement award from the All Party Parliamentary Group on Archives and History. The joint Chair of that Group was Dr Hywel Francis, an honorary Professor at Swansea University. Kenneth was Dr Hywel Francis’s tutor when Hywel was a student at Swansea in 1965! Which will have been when Rhodri’s dad and brother were involved with what is now Swansea University. Hywel Francis attended Whitchurch Grammar School. As did Rhodri and his brother.

Before he was elected as the MP for Aberavon, Hywel Francis was a Professor at the University of Wales. It might have even been at Swansea…

Hywel has been a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards since 1986. He is Vice-President of Carers UK and has suggested that Wales could have a Carers Commissioner, based on the Children’s Commissioner. Hywel was Chair of the Joint Committee on Human Rights and the former Chair of the Welsh Affairs Committee. I wonder if Hywel was Chair of that Committee when the paedophiles’ friends got together and submitted their Memorandum to the Committee as part of their efforts to have Edwina Hart removed as Health Minister, after she tried to take on the corruption and carnage in the NHS in north Wales (see post ‘A Vampire At Glyndwr University’). In 2014 Hywel Francis became Chair of Byw Nawr, an organisation set up by the Dying Matters Coalition.

Hywel Francis stood down as the MP for the safe seat of Aberavon and Stephen Kinnock succeeded him. Stephen Kinnock is particularly committed to Wales, having been to school in London, then to university at Queen’s College, Cambridge, then to the College of Europe in Bruges for postgraduate work. This was followed by a career based in Europe, St Petersburg and London. Stephen married that well-known local Welsh girl, Helle Thorning-Schmidt, the Prime Minister of Denmark. She was often seen out and about in Merthyr. No doubt Stephen was selected for Aberavon with the help of an all-women shortlist.

 

Kenneth Morgan was married to historian and criminologist Jane Morgan, who died in 1992. Jane’s obituary in the ‘Independent’ explains that she came from Wrexham, went to the University College of Wales, Aberystwyth and did her PhD at the University of Leicester. She married Kenneth in 1973. Jane Morgan worked at the Centre for Criminological Research, Oxford University, 1985-89. Jane’s special interests were child victims of crime. She was a victim support organiser and magistrate ‘who was devoted to her children’. Jane had an ‘impish sense of humour’, a ‘finely tuned sense of the ridiculous’ and she of course ‘cared about people’. So who wrote this obsequious drivel about a grade A hypocrite who married an even bigger, more successful grade A hypocrite at the centre of a hub of serious corruption? It was none other than Dick Hobbs! Dick Hobbs was formerly a Professor at the University of Essex – I think that he is now in Australia – an ethnographer with a high degree of street cred. His research interest is organised and professional crime, drug markets and bent coppers. Dick Hobbs is famous for having conducted ethnographic research into these matters, which necessitated him involving himself in the life of criminal gangs. Dick Hobbs is a buddy of Laurie Taylor, the sociologist who presents ‘Thinking Allowed’ on Radio 4. Dick Hobbs was interviewed on ‘Thinking Allowed’ a few weeks ago, regarding the ethics of conducting ethnographic research into crime. I’ve conducted quite a bit of it myself Dick. Not of course as a friend of Jane Morgan or as a friend of Laurie Taylor – but as a victim of the fucking criminals whom you all remained silent about whilst you crawled your way into jobs which gave you a platform to mouth off about your caring nature and solidarity with the underclass. Hope you don’t mind me publishing the details of the wrongdoing with which you all colluded – it’s that impish sense of humour of mine.

Laurie Taylor’s son Matthew is the former Head of Blair’s No 10 Policy Unit.

 

The President of Aber 1997-07 was yet another star of this blog, Lord Elystan-Morgan. Lord Elystan-Morgan was appointed whilst the Waterhouse Inquiry opened and began taking evidence. He remained in post until the dust had settled and a few awkward sods had given up trying to tell anyone who would listen that a huge cover-up had taken place and that Sir Ronnie Waterhouse was a friend and colleagues of many of those who had overseen the ‘services’ or occupied public office whilst things had gone so catastrophically wrong.

Elystan Morgan went to school and university at Aber. He was a law graduate of Aber who worked as a solicitor and barrister. He stood as the Plaid candidate for Wrexham three times, twice in 1955 and once in 1959. He stood as the Plaid candidate for Merioneth in 1964. Elystan Morgan then joined the Labour Party and was elected as the Labour MP for Cardiganshire in 1966. He was the Parliamentary Under-Secretary at the Home Office, 1968-70 – when the Home Office was directly responsible for managing Bryn Estyn. Elystan Morgan was then Chair of the Welsh Parliamentary Labour Party, 1971-74. He lost his seat in Feb 1974 and in 1979 stood as the Labour candidate for Anglesey but lost to the Conservative candidate Keith Best. After that Elystan decided that he’d concentrate on his legal career.

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones unlawfully arrested and imprisoned Mary Wynch in 1979 (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’). When she was finally released from the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, having been fleeced of her property by Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends, Mary went into hiding and began legal action. So the paedophiles’ friends might have been in need of all the help that they could muster after 1979.

Elystan was given a peerage in 1981.

Lord Elystan-Morgan was a Recorder, 1983-87 and a Circuit judge 1987-2003. He worked on the corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit.

Lord Elystan-Morgan is a deacon in the Presbytarian Church of Wales.

 

The post of President of Aberystwyth is public appointment and will be the concern of the Commissioner for Public Appointments for England and Wales. The Commissioner from 1995-99 was Sir Len Peach, who will have been the most senior person involved with the appointment of Elystan-Morgan. Sir Len Peach was the Chief Executive of the NHS, 1986-89. Whilst Mary Wynch, Alison Taylor and me were raising concerns about criminal activity in the NHS and social services in north Wales. Len Peach was seconded to the Dept of Health in 1985 as the Director of Personnel to the NHS Management Board which was established by Thatcher’s Secretary of State For Health and Social Security Norman Fowler.

In 1992 Len Peach was appointed Chair of the Police Complaints Authority. In 1992 five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed in a petrol bomb attack (see post ‘The Silence of the Welsh Lambs’) and demands were being made for an investigation into the abuse of children in north Wales which did not involve the North Wales Police, as it was alleged that some police officers had abused children themselves and concealed the crimes of others. In 1992 Gordon Anglesea, a senior officer with the North Wales Police, was named on TV by former residents of Bryn Estyn as having sexually abused them whilst they were in Bryn Estyn.

 

The Principal of Aber during the Waterhouse Inquiry and the aftermath ie. between 1994-2004, was Derec Llywd Morgan, the Derec Llwyd Morgan who wrote the ingratiating entry for Thomas Parry, a previous Principal of Aber, in the Dictionary of Welsh Biography.

Derec was yet another chip off the old block. He went to the Amman Valley County Grammar School in Carmarthenshire, then to UCNW (Bangor University), then to Jesus College, Oxford. He lectured at Aber, then lectured at UCNW in the Welsh Department and in 1989 was appointed Professor of Welsh at Aber. Derec Morgan was Vice-Principal of Aber and was then appointed Principal/Vice-Chancellor.

Derec Morgan served on the Broadcasting Council for Wales; on the Independent Television Commission; on the Court and Council of the National Library of Wales; and on the Sir Kyffin Williams Trust. I barely need to mention that he was a Founding Fellow of the Learned Society of Wales and a member of the Inaugural Council, although he seems to have missed out on the Medal from the Honourable Society of Cymmrodorion.

 

The President of Aberystwyth University who succeeded Lord Elystan-Morgan in 2007 and who is currently President is the former diplomat Sir Emyr Jones Parry – or Sir Emma – as the ‘Today’ programme on Radio 4 always calls him.

Sir Emma is a physicist who studied at University College Cardiff and then at St Catherines, Cambridge. Whilst he was at Cardiff he was President of the Student Union. Sir Emma joined the Foreign and Commonwealth Office in 1973. He has held a number of senior posts there, including the Deputy Political Director responsible for the 1996-97 Balkans and Aegean Policy. I seem to remember that the Balkans was not a rip-roaring success. Sir Emma has also carried out a few stints at the European Parliament. In Jan 2008 he became Chair of Redress, a human rights organisation in London. He was also the UK Ambassador to the UN. He was President of the OU Business School’s International Advisory Board, responsible for the global development of the School. In 2010 Sir Emma was appointed Chair of the Trustees of the Millennium Centre.

Sir Emma is President of the Learned Society of Wales.

 

The Vice-Chancellors – as they were now calling themselves – who followed Derec Morgan at Aberystwyth University were Noel Lloyd (2004-12), April McMahon (2011-16) and Elizabeth Treasure (2016-present).

In recent years Aberystwyth University has been a very troubled institution. That is true of most universities now that crazy ill-thought out policies, marketisation and new public management have virtually murdered all UK universities, but Aber does seem to have had its own unique style of dysfunction. Which is hardly surprising when one considers the paleontology of that institution. In the 1980s Aber considered itself a cut above Bangor, but more recently it has attracted lurid headlines alleging serious mismanagement, embezzlement of funds, workplace bullying and the squandering of millions on a campus in Mauritius when there wasn’t enough money to do what was necessary in Aberystwyth. A major diplomatic incident occurred when Professor April McMahon was appointed as VC because she couldn’t speak Welsh – although she is a linguist. April said that she’d learn. April left all of a sudden under a huge cloud and now Elizabeth Treasure has arrived. Elizabeth Treasure was previously at Cardiff University and there was much wailing and gnashing of teeth as a result of her activities in the medical school there – which had been riddled with corruption for years, so who knows perhaps Elizabeth was just confronting crooked Top Doctors which always ensures that the fur flies. I cannot help wondering whether someone with a sense of humour sent Elizabeth Treasure to Aberystwyth to destroy the place.

 

Why the old fossils felt the need to form themselves into the Learned Society of Wales in 2010 I do not know, but it was launched at the National Museum of Wales in May 2010 and the Inaugural President was Sir John Cadogan. I noticed it happening at the time but I had no information at all concerning the Learned Ones. They had already all given each other the Medal of the Honourable Society of Cymmrodorion, but obviously felt that their capacity to give each other awards should be increased. I am wondering if perhaps they felt under siege for some reason, that is often the motivating factor behind a new Society for Important People – the Top Doctors excel in this area. I note that Sir John Cadogan is no Welsh poet. He is an organic chemist who has previously worked at the Chemical Defence Establishment Porton Down – a place involved with biological and chemical warfare and particularly cruel animal experiments, a place with such a fearful reputation that most scientists wouldn’t work there, so Porton Down paid through the nose to attract the only people unscrupulous enough to take the filthy lucre – and worked as Chief Scientist for BP. As a reward for his outstanding career in researching new ways of killing lots of people and causing pollution, Sir john Cardogan was awarded a Medal even better than one from the Honourable Society of Cymmrodorion – specifically a Royal Medal from Prince Philip, on behalf of the Royal Society of Edinburgh. Sir John was also the Chair of Fusion Antibodies Ltd and DNA Research Innovation Ltd. Which is terrifying.

Rowan Williams, the former Archbishop of Wales, Archbishop of Canterbury and the present Master of Magdalene College, Cambridge is also a member of the Learned Society of Wales.

 

It is worth having a look at some of those who held the role of Librarian at the National Library of Wales.

Sir John Ballinger – 1909-30. Ballinger from Monmouthshire. He was awarded the Medal of the Honourable Society of Cymmrodorion. After retiring he moved to Hawarden in Flintshire and advised St Deiniol’s Library.

William Llewelyn Davies – 1930-52. Davies was from Pwllheli and went to university at Aberystwyth. He was assistant librarian under Ballinger and succeeded him. Davies was High Sheriff of Merionethshire in 1951.

David Jenkins – 1969-79. Jenkins went to university at Aber. He had previously worked as an assistant in the library in the late 1930s and then returned to work there again after serving in the Army. Jenkins was the General Commissioner for Income Tax, 1968-69 and Chair of the Welsh Books Council, 1974-80.

R. Geraint Gruffydd – 1980-85. Gruffydd was a graduate of UNCW and Jesus College, Oxford. He was Professor of Welsh Language and Literature at Aberystwyth, 1970-79 and then Emeritus Professor. Gruffydd was Director of the Centre for Advanced Welsh and Celtic Studies, 1985-93. He became a fellow of the British Academy in 1991. Gruffydd’s family were Calvinists and his father Moses Griffith was the first Treasurer of Plaid. Gruffydd was a founding fellow of the Learned Society of Wales.

Bryn Roberts – 1985-94. Roberts had been a student at Aber and a member of staff there. He became the Professor of Welsh Language and Literature at Swansea. Roberts was Editor of the Dictionary of Welsh Biography in 1987. He was also Vice-Chair of the Welsh Books Council, 1986-89, then Chair 1989-94, then a member 1994-2007; a member of HEFCW, 1993-2000. Bryn was awarded the Medal of the Honourable Society of Cymmrodorion in 2007.

Andrew Green – 1998-13. Green had previously been the librarian at the University College of Wales, Aberystwyth 1973-74; the University College Cardiff 1985-89; the University of Sheffield 1989-92; the Director of the Library and Information Services at the University of Wales, Swansea 1992-98. Green learnt to speak Welsh fluently and in 2009 became a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards.

 

There are numerous other links and relationships between members of the Aberystwyth network that I have not provided here because there just isn’t the scope for it on this blog. However I hope to have conveyed how extensive and suffocating this network was and its connections with people far grander than lecturers in rural Welsh universities. Anyone crossing the path of this lot was stuffed at every turn, often by people with smiles on their faces. Whilst researching for this post I couldn’t help noticing how many people in the network were actually part of the network in which Trumpers was a key figure – people who were friends with the Lloyd George family, the Astors and who had been to University College School in Hampstead.

I need to mention who the Chancellor of the University of Wales was during many of the latter years of this madness. It was Prince Charles.