Apocalypse Now

Since I wrote my post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’ detailing the scientific fraud and misconduct that I witnessed on the part of some of those who are now among the biggest names in cancer research when I worked in cancer research myself, there has been a horde of celebs appearing in the media stressing that they have cancer and oh how they wish that they’d Got Tested. So in my post ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ I reminded everyone of the Chilvers Report published in Sept 1990 which within weeks was utterly discredited and made history in terms of a piece of work which was deeply flawed and could not be believed. The work was funded by the Cancer Research Campaign and the Imperial Cancer Research Fund and the team was led by Professor Clair Chilvers, a leading light in cancer research at the time who, after being completely disgraced, went to work for the Dept of Health, Chaired two NHS Trusts and now ‘leads’ a charity conducting mental health research. One of the authors, Prof Tim McElwain, was found dead after the scale of the disaster became clear – it was assumed that he had killed himself, although a veil seems to have been drawn over the circumstances of Prof McElwain’s death.

I mentioned that I don’t have access to a university library at the moment so I was unable to access a copy of the original paper by Chilvers et al. However, a reader has very kindly sent me a copy. The celebs are still queuing up to bang on about their Cancer Journeys – although I did hear Helen Stokes-Lampard, Chair of the Royal College of General Practitioners, very effectively demolishing the myths surrounding the PSA test for prostate cancer on Radio 4, which was a breath of fresh air. Stokes-Lampard was robustly opposed by another Top Doctor who desperately wants many more men to undertake the PSA test, although it throws up so many false positives that it is virtually a waste of time.

Now that I have a copy of Chilvers’ paper to hand, I’ll make a few more observations. First, I need to clarify that although the paper is known as the Chilvers Report and in my post ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ I referred to ‘Chilvers et al’ because Chilvers led the team, I note that the co-authors actually list themselves alphabetically on the paper. The full reference is ‘Survival of Patients With Breast Cancer Attending The Bristol Cancer Help Centre’: F.S. Bagenal, D.F. Easton, E. Harris, C.E.D. Chilvers, T.J. McElwain, The Lancet, Sep 8, 1990.

Chilvers, Bagenal and Easton were named as being affiliated to the Section of Epidemiology, Institute of Cancer Research, Sutton, Surrey. Harris was affiliated to the Bristol Cancer Help Centre and McElwain was affiliated to the Section of Medicine, Institute of Cancer Research and the Royal Marsden Hospital.

I note that on the paper, Chilvers stated that her present address was the Dept of Public Health Medicine and Epidemiology, University of Nottingham Medical School, Queen’s Medical Centre, Nottingham. In my post ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ I mentioned that as a result of working at the Queen’s Medical Centre, Chilvers would have known about the research fraud and wrongdoing of Prof Robert Baldwin, Director of the Cancer Research Campaign Laboratories at Nottingham University (see post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’), because Baldwin’s labs were located across the road from the Queen’s Medical Centre and some of Baldwin’s oppressed staff were married to people who worked at the Queen’s Medical Centre. The medical students who complained bitterly after they had been on placement at Baldwin’s labs were students at Queen’s. The authorities at Queen’s undoubtedly knew about Baldwin’s scam and as I explained in my post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’, the CRC team at the University of Surrey also knew about Baldwin – members of that team were working at the Institute for Cancer Research by 1992.

So Clair Chilvers led that rubbish piece of research and before it was published had already found a home for herself in Nottingham – but not in the dreaded Robert Baldwin’s labs. Would Clair Chilvers like to tell us exactly what deal was done on the basis of the paper which was discredited within weeks of publication?

On Nov 10, 1990 letters from Chilvers and Sir Walter Bodmer (the Director of the Imperial Cancer Research Fund, one of the bodies which funded the flawed study) – for details regarding Walter and his stellar career, see post ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ – accepting that the study had design faults and that the conclusions were invalid were published in The Lancet.

In ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ I explained how Walter Bodmer’s career nevertheless headed for the stars after the shit hit the fan – he did even better out of it all than did Clair Chilvers. But what of the other people involved who were working for the CRC and ICRF?

Of Ms F.S. Bagenal – who was named as the author ‘for correspondence’ – there is no trace in the field of cancer research. There is a Frances Bagenal who is a geophysicist – it is not entirely impossible that after the Chilvers Report, Ms F.S. Bagenal waved a fond farewell to the Top Doctors and the causes close to their hearts and retrained as a geophysicist, but that is just me speculating.

D.F. Easton is Douglas Easton who can be found on the University of Cambridge website. He is now Professor Douglas Easton, Director of the Centre for Cancer Genetic Epidemiology within the Dept of Public Health and Primary Care/Dept of Oncology. We are told that Douglas ‘studied Mathematical Statistics at the University of Cambridge before gaining a PhD in Genetic Epidemiology at the University of London in 1992.  In 1995 he set up the Cancer Research UK Genetic Epidemiology Unit at Cambridge, where he was a CR-UK Principal Research Fellow from 2001-2011.  He was awarded Professorship of Genetic Epidemiology in 2003’.

So Douglas was involved in the Chilvers study whilst he was a PhD student – undertaking a thesis on statistics no less. His name was on a paper that was notorious in terms of epitomising everything that was wrong with science two years before he bagged his PhD. Five years after the publication of that paper, Douglas established his own unit at Cambridge University – funded by the charity which was brought into disgrace along with Douglas five years previously. Douglas now has a Chair at Cambridge. In 2017 Cambridge was delighted to find that it was ranked as the second best university in the world according to the league table produced by the Times Higher Education Supplement. So what exactly is it in which Douglas leads the world?

In the words of Cambridge University: ‘The main research interest of the Centre is in genetic susceptibility to common cancers and the aim of Professor Easton’s research group is to identify and characterise genetic variants associated with cancer risk, with particular emphasis on the hormone related cancers.  Much of their recent work has focused on the analysis of genome-wide association studies (GWAS) to characterise common susceptibility variants, and the characterisation of susceptibility loci through fine-mapping.  The group has conducted GWAS in breast cancer, prostate, endometrial and testis cancer.  Prof Easton’s group also co-ordinates three large international consortia: the Breast Cancer Association Consortium (BCAC), Prostate Cancer Association Group to Investigate Cancer Associated Alterations in the Genome (PRACTICAL, a collaboration with Professor Ros Eeles – team leader at ICR, London-) and, in collaboration with Dr Antoniou and Dr Georgia Chenevix-Trench (head of Cancer Genetics at QIMR Medical Research Institute, Queensland, Australia), the Consortium of Investigators of Modifiers of BRCA1/2 (CIMBA).  Professor Easton’s current work includes evaluating the role of rarer variants in breast and prostate cancer, and susceptibility to cancer-related traits including breast density, steroid hormones and telomere length’.

Anyone still want to Get Tested?

 

The Chilvers Report contains a bit more information that it is worth mentioning. The patients in the study came from the Bristol Cancer Help Centre, the Royal Marsden and two District General Hospitals – Crawley Hospital and the Royal Surrey County Hospital, Guildford. I don’t know anything about Crawley Hospital, but when I worked for the CRC at the University of Surrey I knew much about the Royal Surrey County Hospital, because it was the local hospital. Professor Vincent Marks, the leader of the CRC team at the University of Surrey, was a Top Doctor as well as a scientist and Vincent worked at the Royal Surrey County Hospital. Vincent Marks undoubtedly knew about Baldwin’s scam in Nottingham because two of the leading lights in his team discussed it with me. They were both good mates with Vincent Marks and they must have discussed it with him if they discussed it with me. There is another factor to be taken into consideration though. The Chilvers Report was widely perceived to have been an attempt to discredit the ‘alternative therapies’ offered at the Bristol Centre. Vincent Marks did not like alternative therapies and he was a Top Doctor who was voluble in his denouncement of them.

I am someone who was and is of the opinion that many ‘alternative therapies’ are ineffective and are as dishonestly marketed as much as some conventional treatments are, so I don’t have a problem with scientists who are trying to shine a light on quackery. However, whilst all this was going on, the medical establishment were involved in a full scale civil war with the Gov’t as well as with alternative practitioners and it was a very dirty war on the part of everyone. Vincent’s brother was Dr John Marks, the Chairman of the BMA. John Marks was such a pain in the bum to Thatcher’s administrations that he is singled out for a mention in Ken Clarke’s memoir (see post ‘Running The Country – And All That Jazz’). John Marks was Chairman of the BMA whilst Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) and others were facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Documents in my possession demonstrate that Tony Francis was actually CC’ing letters about me to the BMA – these were letters detailing how Francis et al were going to fit me up for serious offences in an attempt to get me under lock and key.

The integrity of the BMA could not be relied upon.

There were some other people involved in the Chilvers study whose names were kept out of the scandal which followed the publication of the paper. In the introduction to the paper, it was explained that the study began in June 1986 – not, as Jean Corston MP stated in the Commons some years later, in 1985 – after Bristol Cancer Help Centre staff and patients invited a team of doctors and scientists to discuss how the results achieved by the ‘Bristol approach’ could be scientifically validated. The team advising on this were Lord McColl, Tim McElwain, Sir Walter Bodmer, Clair Chilvers and Dr Peter Macguire.

Lord McColl is Ian McColl, the former Professor of Surgery at Guy’s who according to his wiki entry still undertakes some teaching there. McColl was given a peerage for his work for disabled people, although I can’t find any indication of exactly what it was that he did to assist disabled people that caused someone to believe that McColl was deserving of this honour. McColl was PPS to PM John Major, 1994-97. So McColl was in post as the nightmare of dealing with Dafydd as he resisted retirement (see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’), the shutting down of the North Wales Hospital – except of course it wasn’t closed down in 1995 as everybody was told, a part of it remained open – and organising the cover-up which was the Waterhouse Inquiry had to be handled. Whilst McColl was PPS to Major, Sir Peter Morrison was found dead, so that was one problem off a few shoulders.

McColl was Shadow Minister for Health, 1997-2000. So Lord Ian was on hand to deal with any difficult questions upon publication of the Waterhouse Report. Perhaps questions such as ‘why was a judge appointed to Chair this Inquiry who is a personal friend of so many people who ran the paedophile ring under investigation?’

McColl is a Trustee and surgeon to the charity Mercy Ships. For more details regarding Ian and a monumental porkie that he told to some of his colleagues in the Lords, see post ‘The Creme de la Creme’. 

Recently McColl has become an advocate to stop human trafficking. In June 2015, he introduced a private member’s bill to prohibit the advertising of prostitution. Of course prostitutes should not be allowed to advertise. They should be trafficked by Dafydd et al and forced to work for them – perish the thought that the prostitutes might be running the business themselves and calling the shots.

 

Dr Peter Mcguire died in 2006. His obituary in the Guardian stated that ‘since 2004 all future cancer specialists in Britain are expected to receive specific training in how best to communicate with patients. This achievement was, in no small part, due to the work of Peter Maguire, Professor of Psychological Medicine at Manchester University, who has died aged 66 from leukaemia. He believed that psychiatry should be at the heart of medicine’.

So Peter Mcguire was a psychiatrist at Manchester University – which was where Tony Francis (Dr X) worked immediately prior to relocating to north Wales and assisting Dafydd with the sex trafficking gang. Furthermore Dafydd’s mate the psychiatrist Bob Hobson also worked at Manchester University – Manchester University played no small part in concealing the abuse of kids in care and psych patients in north Wales (see post ‘The Mentor’).

The Guardian explains that ‘In 1988, his [Mcguire’s] work attracted the attention of the Cancer Research Campaign (now CR UK), which funded his work for over 15 years’.

So Francis’s and Dafydd’s mate found that his sterling work came to the attention of the CRC in 1988 – whilst I was working with the CRC in Surrey and whilst, my documents show, Dafydd, Francis and their partner in crime Alun Davies, were illegally accessing information in attempts to find out personal information about me, including my home address. In July 1989, Professor Robert Bluglass – in collaboration with a number of others, including Professor Robert Owen the corrupt Medical Ombudsman from the Welsh Office – performed the Great Cover-Up of the criminality of Dafydd, Francis and Gwynedd Social Services, in the wake of my complaint about them (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’).

Exactly one year later, July 1988, the Butler-Sloss Report was published which concealed the extent of the mess which was the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal. The Cleveland Scandal was whipped up by some Top Doctors and social workers in the north east of England who had connections to the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales and it served as a very useful distraction from the criminal activities of the paedophiles of north Wales when Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and I all witnessed and had gained evidence of serious crime on their part and refused to shut up about it (see post ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas And The Culprits Were Named’).

I only worked for the CRC in Surrey for one year – March 1988-March 1989 – because I was told that the funding to extend my contract had not been forthcoming from the CRC. I explained in post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’ how very recently I discovered that whilst I was working at Surrey, data collected by me had been given to Professor Nicola Curtin of Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Medical School – who was not part of the project that I was working on and receiving funding for – without my knowledge or consent and that Curtin subsequently published it under her own name.

Whilst my data was given to someone else who continued to receive funding from the CRC, my contract was terminated – furthermore, not only did the CRC seek out Mcguire and give him lots of money at this time, but Mcguire’s funding continued after the Chilvers Report blew up in everyone faces.

The Guardian explains that ‘Peter maintained a busy clinical practice meeting the needs of seriously depressed cancer patients and their relatives at the Christie Hospital, Manchester and helping those struggling with traumatic bereavements. He always contended that to work directly with patients and their families was essential if he was to maintain the validity and integrity of his training and academic work.’

But Peter didn’t maintain any integrity at all, the Chilvers Report was evidence of that. Not that it held him back.

The Guardian states that ‘At a celebration of his career in 2004, many senior clinicians made it clear that their choice of speciality had been influenced by Peter’s work and all gave testimony to his personal interest in them. Some indicated that cancer care in their country or region had been influenced by the ‘Maguire’ model. The work now continues at the Maguire Communication Skills Training Unit, with initial funding from the Sir Edward Holt Trust, Cancer Research UK and the local cancer network’.

Mcguire read medicine at St Mary’s Hospital Medical School, London and trained in psychiatry at Edinburgh and Oxford, where he established collaborative research between the disciplines of psychiatry and surgery before moving to Manchester in 1974. So Mcguire moved to Manchester the very same year that Dafydd’s mate Bob Hobson  relocated to Manchester. Which was also at about the time that Tony Francis joined the merry band at Manchester.

In 1988 – halfway through what would become the disgraced Chilvers study – Mcguire established and directed the Cancer Research Campaign Psychological Medicine Research Group.

According to the Guardian, ‘Peter was a source of inspiration as well as an excellent colleague and dedicated researcher and clinician. We shall miss his loud and infectious laugh and his mischievous sense of fun’.

The world nearly split its sides laughing when Tim McElwain topped himself – what a scamp Peter Mcguire must have been.

The Christie Hospital, Mcguire’s stomping ground for over 30 years, has been classified as ‘outstanding’ by the CQC.

 

Now CR UK et al – please provide details of the circumstances of Tim McElwain’s death. We can’t ask Tony Francis what stinking heap of crap he, Dafydd and his mate Mcguire cooked up because Francis killed himself a few years ago just after Operation Pallial re-opened the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and Mcguire has turned his toes up as well now, but someone somewhere knows why Tim McElwain killed himself whilst the rest of this bunch of crooks and charlatans went from strength to strength. Oh – and did the Chilvers study REALLY begin in 1986 as claimed? Or did that study perhaps begin in 1988 – when Dafydd, Tony Francis and the BMA decided that I was going to be shafted and that their mates would be receiving CRC dosh instead? You’ve lied about everything else, how can anyone believe a word of what was published? Will you now make your data public?

I managed to stay alive against all the odds- but Tim McElwain didn’t you worthless scumbags. Was Prof McElwain’s death actually a suicide?

Tim McElwain was found dead on 26 Nov 1990. Margaret Thatcher announced her resignation on 22 Nov 1991 but remained in office until 28 Nov, by which time John Major had been appointed to succeed her. Sir Peter Morrison – who had organised Thatch’s failed leadership campaign whilst molesting children – remained as her PPS until 28 Nov.

 

Just to encourage everyone to come clean, I’ll name the other Top Doctors involved in this dreadful episode, or at least those whom Clair Chilvers thought it worth citing in the acknowledgements on the paper: Prof P.S. Boulter, Dr A. Folkes, Dr A.Y. Rostom, Dr C.A. Topham, Dr W.F. White, Dr J. Brent (Guildford); Mr J.C. Ball, Mr S.J. Janvrin, Mr J. Neely (Crawley); Dr Trevor Powles and Dr Sue Ashley (Royal Marsden Hospital); Professor Sir Murdering Bastard (BMA, Royal College of Paedophiles).

I’ve made the last one up but I bet no-one’s spotted that.

 

The issue of The Lancet which published the laughable Chilvers Report also published – as a ‘Viewpoint’ column –  an article concerning the Assisted Death Institute of Medical Ethics Working Party on the Ethics of Prolonging Life and Assisted Death. The Chairman of the working party was Mr Geoffrey Drain.

Geoffrey Drain began his career as a trade unionist and ended it as a Director of the Bank of England. Geoffrey Sewer was Assistant Secretary, Institute of Hospital Administrators 1946-52; Executive, Milton Antiseptic Ltd 1952-58; he was called to the Bar in 1955; Deputy General Secretary, NALGO 1958-73 and General Secretary 1973-83; member, General Council of the TUC 1973-83; President, National Federation of Professional Workers 1973-75; Director, Bank of England 1978-86.

So Geoffrey Sewer led the union which represented the people who ran institutions like the North Wales Hospital Denbigh in the post-war years when the inmates were straight-jacketed, shocked and lobotomised because chlorpromazine was not yet available to drug them senseless.

During the 10 years that Sewer led NALGO, 1973-83, it was the largest white-collar union in Britain and the third largest union in the country with ‘an exceptional influence’ in local and central government. Many of those named in the child abuse scandals – including in north Wales – were members of NALGO and some of them were NALGO reps. Sewer led NALGO during the years of excess in terms of the infiltration of the UK Social Services Depts by paedophiles – it was whilst the nation’s paedophiles were sheltering under the umbrella which was NALGO that business boomed at John Allen’s Bryn Alyn Community and Dafydd’s dungeon filled up with victims of sexual assault.

In Dec 2017, the Morning Star reported the death of Ivan Beavis, the Morning Star Fighting Fund organiser and for many years its circulation and then campaigns manager. Before working at the Morning Star, Beavis was an activist and a rep with NALGO and was elected to its National Executive in 1988. Beavis stayed on the Executive through NALGO’s merger with NUPE and COHSE to form UNISON in 1993 (for more details of the way in which the comrades in these unions abused vulnerable people, see post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’), stepping down in 1999.

Jeremy Corbyn told the Morning Star that he remembered meeting Mr Beavis when Beavis was NALGO rep at County Hall in London and Jeremy was the NUPE organiser. ‘The staff association had more members’, Jeremy recalled, ‘but under Ivan NALGO membership grew and we worked very closely together. Ivan was dedicated to trade unionism and all progressive causes and was always a cheery presence on demonstrations’.

I’m glad that you all had a good time on the demos Jezza – up in north Wales the victims of a paedophile gang were imprisoned in a dungeon and were being found dead and those responsible had mates in your neck of the woods in Haringey and Islington.

As for Geoffrey Sewer, he started his political life as a left-winger and a Bevanite. He was a Labour councillor in Hampstead and a leading figure in that local party during the late 1950s. He tried unsuccessfully to force the expulsion of Gaitskell from the Hampstead party when Gaitskill as Labour leader advocated the toning down of socialist ideology and the abandonment of Clause 4 and nationalisation. Sewer shifted to the right during the period of Wilson’s Gov’t, especially after his appointment as Deputy General Secretary of NALGO, 1958-73. By the time that he became General Secretary of the union of choice of the paedophile gangs, Sewer was a ‘moderate, statesmanlike trade-union leader ready to set a pattern for responsible trade unionism and co-operation with [Wilson’s] Gov’t of 1974’. By then Sewer was a member of the TUC General Council.

Four years later, in the critical period of James Callaghan’s premiership, Sewer became a member of the ‘Neddy Six’, a powerful group of the TUC’s inner cabinet. The Neddy Six – so called because they comprised the six most senior TUC leaders who sat on the National Economic Development Council – were the principal conduit between the Labour government and the trade-union movement. The other members were: Jack Jones, Hugh Scanlon, David Basnett, Alfred Allen, Len Murray. All but Jones and Sewer became peers – I cannot imagine why Sewer did not become a peer, I would have thought that he would have fallen into the same category as Margaret Hodge and have been given every gong and honour that it was possible to be given.

Sewer was at the historic meeting between the PM James Callaghan and the TUC leaders on the eve of the 1978 trade-union congress – a meeting which Callaghan held over dinner at his Sussex farm to discuss the timing of the coming General Election. Yes, the PM actually wined and dined a paedophiles’ friend and asked his advice as to when to call a General Election. But then that PM was busy colluding with serious crime to conceal the child molesting of George Thomas, a fellow south Wales Labour MP – and by the time that Sewer was telling the PM what to do, Speaker of the House (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’).

The Margaret Thatcher Foundation has published the diaries of Thatch online and I note that on 25 June 1979 15.00 Thatch had a meeting with the  TUC Economic Committee – Lord Allen, Mr. David Basnett, Mr. Frank Chapple, Mr. Tony Christopher, Mr. Geoffrey Drain, Mr. Moss Evans, Mr. Alan Fisher, Mr. Joe Gormley, Mr. Tom Jackson, Mr. Clive Jenkins, Mr. T. Parry, Mr. Harry Urwin, Mr. Len Murray, Mr. Norman Willis, Mr. David Lea, Mr. Bill Callaghan, Mr. Cumming, Mr. Percy, Mr. Barber] + Chancellor of the Exchequer [Sir Geoffrey Howe] and Secretary of State for Employment [Jim Prior] [ Mr. Ian Gow, Mr. David Wolfson, Mr. Clive Whitmore, Mr. Henry James, Mr. Tim Lankester] – No. 10.

It’s good to know that Thatch was meeting Geoffrey Sewer whilst he was affording complete protection to the people who were supplying her mates Peter Morrison and Jimmy Savile – as well as others – with under-aged kids to abuse. Whilst Thatch was holding this tete a tete with Sewer, Mary Wynch was illegally imprisoned in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’) and later told me that Dafydd encouraged the adolescents on the children’s ward to have sex with each other whilst the Angels gathered around to watch.

The Good Old Days!

Sewer’s obituary in the Indie stated that Sewer ‘was an improbable trade union leader’, ‘always immaculately dressed, as befitted the highest-paid trade union leader at that time’. He was a long-standing member of the Marylebone Cricket Club (MCC). Jeffrey Archer was a member of the MCC and Robert Alexander QC – who acted as Archer’s Counsel in 1987 when Archer won libel damages after perjuring himself – was President and Chairman of the MCC (see post ‘Tuppence And His Fragrant Wife’).

Sewer was a Director of the Bank of England, 1978-86 and a Director of numerous companies. He was a member of countless committees dealing with health administration, local government and the law – including the Lord Chancellor’s Advisory Committee on Legal Aid (1974- 76). Who better to occupy such roles than the man who led the organisation which dispensed free legal advice to gangs of paedophiles who were murdering the witnesses to their crimes?

 

This is why I have serious reservations about assisted dying. It’s not that I want terminally ill people to die slowly and painfully in great distress, it is that the Top Doctors and those who toady to them cannot be trusted on any matter and are involved in serious organised crime.

 

A few days ago BBC News Wales ran an interview with an elderly lady whom it claimed was a ‘a spy’ whose lips were still sealed about ‘war time secrets’. I watched the clip and as far as I could work out this spy was about as much of a spy as Trumpers was – she had played a minor role in the WW II effort and explained that she’d joined up Special Operations Executive because she liked the uniform. People playing ‘minor’ roles in WWII did of course matter – after all some of them died – but there was a cadre of well-bred young women who, a la Trumpers, did nothing but were given grandiose job titles and have dined out on it ever since. I suspect that the ‘spy’ interviewed by the BBC was one of that group. This spy however – one Helen Taylor-Thompson – has done a few other things of far greater interest since she sported that fetching uniform during the war.

Helen Taylor-Thompson is Co-Founder and Life President of something called CAN (Community Action Network), ‘a network of social entrepreneurs who share a commitment to tackle social problems through business’. In the mid 1990s Helen – along with Adele Blakebrough and Lord Andrew Mawson, co-founders of CAN – organised the Great Banquet, a nosh in London for 33,000 people ‘from every background’, although presumably they weren’t all sitting around the same dining table. This was the launch of CAN.

Before I provide a few details about Helen the Spy Whose Lips Are Forever Sealed, I need to say a bit about Adele and Lord Andrew Mawson to give readers some idea of the sort of folk involved with CAN and that massive nosh.

Adele Blakebrough ‘has helped companies such as  Sony, Coca-Cola, and O2 to implement corporate social responsibility strategies’. She ‘strongly believes that big businesses can learn lessons from the Third sector, as well as charities learning from the corporate world’. Adele’s ‘strength as a speaker is to connect her own world with the worlds of her audience’. Adele is Chief Executive of the Social Business Trust and ‘one of the UK’s most influential social entrepreneurs’. She is ‘an inspirational keynote speaker on corporate responsibility’. She founded the Social Business Trust in 2010 and set out on a mission to ‘identify growing social enterprises and to help scale them up, with the help of partners, including Credit Suisse, Clifford Chance, British Gas and BT’.

You couldn’t get much more socially responsible than those companies that Adele has been involved with could you. According to someone from Sony, ‘Adele has a unique combination of vision and experience. Not only does she inspire you to do something but gives you the tools to do it’.

Adele was Director of Kaleidoscope, a ground-breaking London charity aimed at stabilising the lives of heroin addicts.

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and CAIS work as partners with a drug charity called Kaleioscope – I wonder if it’s the same one.

Adele is ‘a witty and highly engaging speaker, who is never afraid to tell stories about things that have gone wrong in order to help people understand how to improve their chances of getting things right. She knows the worlds of the Third sector, the public sector and business and can talk with insight and inspiration about getting the best out of people in all three. She is comfortable in a wide range of settings. She has spoken with great impact to large gatherings of civil servants, management consultants, bankers, professional women and at a number of party political conferences’.

Adele’s strength as a speaker ‘is to connect her own world with the worlds of her audience, so that people find themselves inspired in their own situation through intensified understanding of someone else’s challenges and triumphs. So, the banker and management consultant gain insight from the world of community re-cycling or drug abuse’.

Adele originally trained as a Baptist Minister.

The Great Banquet may have brought people from all social backgrounds together, but Adele doesn’t remember the cleaning lady – Adele remembers that the Great Banquet was attended by a man called Tony Blair and another man called the Rev Jesse Jackson.

However Adele really hit the jackpot when in 2010 she sat at the Cabinet table with PM David Cameron and Deputy PM Nick Clegg when they launched their ‘Big Society’ programme. Readers might remember that the Big Society was that idea of Dave’s which led to Dave giving millions to Kids’ Company without question, because Cameron and Cleggy were too thick to see through the pseudoscientific bollocks of Camila Batmanghelidjh.

Cameron – next time that a woman with a degree in theatre studies starts talking to you about the ‘thermostatic regulation of the emotions’ and ‘self-soothing neural pathways’, do invite someone who knows their arse from their elbow to come and listen to the pitch before handing over the blank cheque.

Adele has ‘convened a top level summit on the role of social enterprise in education, with the support of Ministers and ex-Ministers from across the political spectrum’. Where no doubt a few more gullible idiots were persuaded to part with taxpayers’ money.

Another co-founder of CAN, Lord Andrew Mawson, is also a social entrepreneur who trained as a Baptist Minister – he was ordained in 1979. Mawson was President of CAN until 2010. Andrew is ‘best known’ for his work at the Bromley Bow Centre, the UK’s first Healthy Living Centre. The Centre ‘has pioneered a whole new approach to community regeneration, which uses entrepreneurship and the creative arts as the tools to transform one of the most deprived areas of the UK. In doing this the Centre has led the development of and become a national exemplar for Healthy Living Centres and Children’s Centres’.

Healthy Living Centres have made bugger all difference to the health of the UK population as statistics relating to health outcomes in the UK demonstrate and the evidence regarding the various types of ‘children’s centres’ suggests that their effectiveness is variable. For example ‘Sure Start’ benefited disadvantaged parents but there was no effect on children’s outcomes, or at least those outcomes which were measured because people presumed that there would be an impact upon them.

However, we are assured that the Bromley by Bow model is now ‘recognised internationally’ and Andrew has been invited to present his work at numerous international symposiums, including the 18th World Conference on Health Promotion and Health Education sponsored by the WHO. The Centre is cited in numerous White Papers and policy documents and was described by Sir Kenneth Calman as ‘five years ahead of its time’.

Sir Kenneth Calman was Chief Medical Officer of Scotland, 1989-91 and then of England and Wales, 1991-98. Ken was appointed by John Major – he succeeded the old crook Sir Donald Acheson who was tasked with getting those involved with the Westminster Paedophile Ring to wake up to the fact that they could well contract HIV from the under-aged drug using rent boys with whom they were having sex (see post ‘Running The Country – And All That Jazz’) – but Sir Ken hung around long enough to serve under Blair, at least for a little while. Readers will have noticed that Sir Ken was CMO for England and Wales during the paedophile years in north Wales, the years when Dafydd built up his drugs empire, the closing down that wasn’t of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and the first part of the Waterhouse Inquiry…

Sir Ken’s good fortune continued whilst Blair was PM and beyond – Sir Ken became VC of Durham University and is now Chancellor of Glasgow University…

Sir Ken is an oncologist and he’ll know all about the endemic research fraud in cancer research. For more details re Sir Ken and a Mystery which took place at Glasgow University on his watch, see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part V’.

 

Lord Andrew Mawson has been a member of the PM’s Delivery Unit – which PM I do not know, but as Blair, Brown and Cameron all used the same lame advisors who came out with the sort of idiocy spouted by Andrew and Adele it probably doesn’t matter. He was a founding member of Poplar Harca, (a £300 million housing company in east London) and of Leaside Regeneration Ltd., which runs a £100 million regeneration programme in east London close to the Olympic site. Lord Andrew was also involved in something called Water City – it seems to be a grandiose ambition to  transform some canals into something amazing – with Blair’s mate Lord Richard Rogers, who supplied the nation with much entertainment when he designed Blair’s folly the Millennium Dome.

In 1996 Andrew was asked to take responsibility for the Stanton Guildhouse in the Cotswolds where he is now President.  Stanton Guildhouse is a ‘successful national training and conference facility and a sustainable social enterprise’. Stanton Guildhouse is certainly not something for the disposessed of East London – it is ‘a beautiful Grade II listed conference centre specialising in select, small conferences’, which promotes ‘social entrepreneurship, assists with corporate team building and advises on business troubleshooting’. Stanton provides fully catered accommodation in a ‘visually stunning manor house’ – ‘an elegant venue for weddings or special events’. 

Andrew received an OBE for his work in Tower Hamlets in the Millennium New Years Honours List. He was awarded a peerage in 2007 – he sits as a crossbencher.

Manchester University’s International Festival of Public Health web page also features Andrew. We are told that Andrew ‘has recently been appointed Chairman of Well North, a Public Health England initiative linking local authorities and the private sector to improve the health of people living in some of the most deprived parts of the North of England’ and that ‘over a decade ago, Andrew and his partners wrote one of the earliest papers proposing that the Olympics Games be brought to east London. He is today a Director of the London Legacy Development Corporation. Over the next 25 years, this company will plan, develop, and manage the Olympic Park in east London and create a lasting legacy from the 2012 Games’.

Keynote speakers at Manchester University’s International Festival of Public Health included Professor Sir Michael Marmot. Marmot is a psychiatrist who has spent the last few decades fighting health inequalities and remains gobsmacked as to why his battle has not been in the least bit effective (see post ‘Professor Prestigious And His Associates’). Sir Bruce Keogh was Medical Director of the NHS in England and National Medical Director of the NHS Commissioning Board (NHS England).

So Adele and Andrew have spent years working in spheres and geographical locations in which vulnerable people are mistreated, harmed and let down by the various welfare services, including kids in care who end up working in the sex trade. More recently Adele and Andrew have ingratiated themselves to those at the top of the food chain who oversaw such serious failure but clocked up honours and gongs.

 

Now for Helen the Spy. Helen was elected to the Board of the Mildmay Mission Hospital in the East End in 1952 and afterwards sat on a number of Government NHS committees. She later fought the closure of the Mildmay Hospital and became its Chair when it reopened as the first hospice in Europe for people living with AIDS in 1988.

Online information about Helen explains that when the Mildmay Hospital was ‘cut’, Helen Taylor-Thompson ‘took over the hospital and reopened it herself’. It is explained that Helen is just the last in ‘a succession of strong women driven by a passion to care for the sick and the outcast, ever since the eighteen-sixties’ when the Mildmay ‘was established to minister to those in Shoreditch suffering from the cholera epidemic’.

There are shades of ‘Call the Midwife’ in this account of the work of the Mildmay. The reality is that health and welfare provision for the poor whilst the Mildmay Mission Hospital was doing its bit was pretty brutal. The poor were usually seen to be the architects of their own misfortune and many people attributed their poverty as well as any other problems that they encountered to inborn inherited deficiency. Their children were frequently removed from them and they had absolutely no say in what happened to those children – a lot of them were of course transported overseas as part of the child migration programme which has recently reared its head and caused such embarrassment to the UK Gov’t. Children from the East End were part of that programme and the Mildmay could well have been involved – Helen et al will certainly have known about it.

The Mildmay began life in 1866 as a mission hospital founded by Catherine Pennefeather as a memorial to her husband, the Irish evangelist William Pennefeather. In 1890, a foundation stone was laid for a purpose-built hospital which opened in 1892 and the Mildmay Hospital ‘served the people of the East End continuously until it was shut by Margaret Thatcher’s Gov’t in 1982’.

Helen Taylor-Thompson ‘refused to let the noble history and tradition of care that the Mildmay represented’ be broken. She reopened it in 1985 and three year laters in 1988, Mildmay inaugurated Europe’s first dedicated HIV clinic. It was Helen ‘who delivered the circumstance in which Princess Diana came to the Mildmay and kissed a patient who was dying of AIDS upon the cheek, a powerful gesture that reverberates in the collective memory to this day and that contributed to overcoming the ignorance and prejudice which surrounded the disease at that time’. It was an event that ‘occurred within a climate in which staff of the Mildmay were shunned in the neighbourhood and even refused haircuts at local barbers out of misplaced fear of infection’.

Helen is the direct descendant of the missionary Dr David Livingston and the daughter of the Chairman of the African Inland Mission.

The Mildmay was a ‘little general hospital, much loved’, with just a few wards and an A&E department. In the 1970s, the District Health Authority had tried closing it ‘but they were frightened to do so because it had such a good reputation’. Other small hospitals were closing locally and ‘many people felt that the Mildmay had had its day’, yet Helen believed it was still valuable because it was a Mission Hospital and it worked with the most vulnerable people. Helen was Chairman of the Hospital Advisory Council which she had formed to support the Mildmay and, when she saw that it was next in line to close, she ‘got the community behind her’ to fight. Nonetheless Helen was told that the Mildmay would have to close and indeed it did.

Helen took legal advice and consulted Peter Shore MP and Kenneth Clarke in her efforts to have the Mildmay re-opened. She requested a long lease. Two months later she was offered the opportunity of a peppercorn lease for 99 years – with strings attached. According to Helen she then received a phone call from an Angel’s father who wanted to help – and who just happened to work for the GLC. Helen had a feasibility study carried out by an accountant and her original plan was to work with young people who had suffered  chronic injuries in accidents and people with multiple sclerosis.

The District Health Authority opposed plans to re-open the hospital because they wanted to sell it. Helen was given a year ‘to make a go of it’. To raise money, Helen sold the Mildmay Convalescent Home for half a million and then discovered that a Trust fund existed from 1948 when the Mildmay was taken over by the NHS. It was £365,000, enough to do what Helen wanted for eighteen months. By now the Mildmay had been closed for three years. Helen stated that the first patient was admitted some six months later – so presumably this would have been towards the end of 1985 or the beginning of 1986. Elizabeth Willcocks, the previous matron who was in retirement, agreed to come back for two years and the Mildmay reopened.

Thirteen months later, the Mildmay was asked if they would accept some AIDS patients. Helen proposed to the Board that the top floor of the building should be used for AIDS patients. The Mildmay encountered much opposition – she mentioned that bricks were thrown through the windows, that other Christians opposed their work and gay groups boycotted them because of course the Mildmay missionaries were perceived to be ‘Bible bashers’.

In Oct 1988 the Mildmay opened as the first hospice in Europe dedicated to treating people with AIDS. The demand was such that the whole hospital – 36 beds – was turned over for that purpose. The Gov’t then agreed to fund the Mildmay.

Helen remembered that ‘the press used to be on the roof of the building opposite with telephoto lenses’ because they had some ‘quite well-known people as patients’. She explains that the Mildmay was not a sad place although people were dying, because the patients were so well looked after and that the Top Doctors ensured that they suffered no pain. Princess Diana came regularly and there was a patient called Martin who was dying and had lost touch with his family for eleven years. Helen asked Martin if he’d like to present a bouquet to Diana – the BBC were on hand and filmed Diana as she kissed Martin. His mother rang shortly after and ‘the whole family were reunited’ before he died.

The Chairman of the District Health Authority was so impressed that he paid a private visit to Helen.

Peter Shore was MP for Stepney, 1964-97. Shortly after he was elected, he was appointed PPS to Harold Wilson the PM. Denis Healey referred to Shore as ‘Harold’s lapdog’. Wilson concealed much wrongdoing, including the abuse of children and psych patients in north Wales and George Thomas’s sex offending in south Wales – George Thomas got on well with Wilson (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’).

Stepney is in the Borough of Tower Hamlets. Tower Hamlets was yet another London Borough that sent kids in its care into the arms of the paedophiles of north Wales (see post ‘Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng and Tessa Jowell’). Peter Shore knew what was happening to those kids as did everybody involved in health and social care in the area  in which the Mildmay Hospital was located. Ken Clarke knew about the paedophile ring in north Wales and he knew about Peter Morrison’s involvement with it. Clarke knew that it was being concealed by the mental health services and the wider NHS and Shore will have known that as well.

When Helen Taylor-Thompson first began her battle to save the Mildmay, no-one was interested – probably because it was seen as a very outdated institution run by people who were seen by the locals as God botherers who had probably been alienated by Helen et al for years. However Helen obviously did wield influence and because she’d been involved with running the NHS for so long she knew how to campaign.

Helen only received Gov’t support for her Mildmay ambitions from the mid 1980s onwards. By this time Thatcher’s Gov’t were beginning to face the horrible truth that AIDS was terminal and infectious – no matter what Thatcher and her Gov’t spouted about Victorian values and not promoting homosexuality, they were quietly tolerating promiscuous gay sex among some of their own inner circle and in some cases the sexual exploitation of underaged people.

It was the awful Sir Donald Acheson – a Top Doctor who had spent years concealing the activities of Dafydd et al – who when he was Chief Medical Officer impressed upon Thatcher’s Gov’t that HIV killed people if they contracted it, there was no effective treatment and because of the lifestyle of some high profile people including politicians, they were at risk of being clobbered (see post ‘ Professor Prestigious And His Associates’). The Mildmay received Gov’t funding at the very time when there was a massive cover-up in north Wales over the business model of the paedophile ring – children were sent to north Wales children’s homes, brutalised, abused, groomed and trafficked back down to London and Brighton for sex work. John Allen’s Bryn Alyn Community mainly targeted boys – there was literally a supply of rent boys into London from north Wales and by the mid 1980s they were becoming infected with HIV.

Helen Taylor-Thompson, Peter Shore and Ken Clarke would have all known exactly what the score was. The young men dying of AIDS in the Mildmay were the witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and the Westminster Paedophile Ring. They are all dead and Helen et al have never spoken about how those boys contracted HIV. There were often references to them having fallen out with their families – it wasn’t simply because they were gay, it was because they had become involved with male prostitution and they had been taken into ‘care’ when they were kids anyway.

Missionaries have a bad press these days – people tend to construct them as colonial types who impose themselves on other cultures and cause great damage. Not all missionaries did do that, some of them did excellent work and were respectful and sensitive to people from different backgrounds. Helen and those running the Mildmay however knew exactly what a sordid deal they had struck and why they were being given dosh and receiving visits from Diana. The witnesses to the most dreadful scandal were dying and STILL everybody was keeping quiet.

It occurs to me that although Helen’s career as a spy might have been rather exaggerated, her work with the Special Operations Executive could well have opened doors to the people with connections in the security services whom it has now been admitted concealed the organised abuse of children in north Wales and elsewhere.

 

A new building for the Mildmay Hospital is currently under development and Helen Taylor-Thompson remains ‘undiminished in her fervour to be of service to humanity’ – she is currently involved in an ‘ambitious educational project’. Thare Machi Education (originally Starfish Initiative) began in 2000 and Helen Chairs the organisation. Thare Machi Education (TME) uses interactive DVDs in local languages to educate children and young people regarding HIV. TME works with partners in Uganda, Kenya, South Africa, Malawi, India and Cambodia and soon will be in DR Congo, Zambia and China.

As every good hospital does, the Mildmay has some high profile supporters, including a few celebs.

Margaret Sentamu has been President of Mildmay International since 2010. Her background is in ‘recruitment and executive search’ and more recently she has focused on helping organisations to ‘harness difference’ in the workplace and in communities.  Margaret is a member of the Solicitors’ Regulation Authority and the CIPFA, the regulatory body for accountants. Margaret became President of Mildmay International in 2010. Margaret is married to the Archbishop of York Dr John Sentamu.

Corrupt solicitors who were somehow never disciplined assisted the organised child abuse gangs, as of course did crooked accountants – John Allen became a millionaire as a result of the serious criminal empire which was the Bryn Alyn Community and Dafydd’s done pretty well for himself too. Huw Vaughan Thomas was the Chief Executive of Gwynedd County Council for much of the time when the paedophile gang operated in Gwynedd’s Social Services. Huw’s wife Enid Rowlands was and might still be Chair of the Solicitors’ Regulation Society.

Margaret might have dedicated herself to harnessing difference, but her husband is famously homophobic and it is highly likely that someone from Margaret’s background is as well. The Sentamus are both Ugandan. Uganda is not a friendly place if one is gay – homosexuality is illegal and gay people are frequently murdered once they have been outed. Ugandans are seeking asylum in the UK on the grounds that their lives are in danger in Uganda.

Margaret is also a non-executive Director of the Leeds and York Partnership NHS Foundation Trust – who have still not come clean about Jimmy Savile and his legacy. One of Margaret’s roles is as Mental Health Act Manager. There have been serious mental health failures in Leeds and York.

John Sentamu was the Bishop of Stepney, 1996-2002. He was in post when there were complaints that children in care from that area had been abused in north Wales and he was in post throughout the Waterhouse Inquiry.

Earlier this week the BBC reported that John Sentamu was one of the Church of England leaders who had been named in a misconduct complaint in 2015 after someone alleged that they had been sexually assaulted by a vicar in Bradford but had failed to act. The Church has struck out the complaint on the grounds of a time limit.

 

The Vice-President of the Mildmay is the Rt Revd Adrian Newman who became the Bishop of Stepney in July 2011. He describes himself as a ‘social entrepreneur’ – of course. Newman worked as an economist before ministerial training at Trinity College Bristol and was ordained in 1985. His current portfolios within the Diocese of London include a response to the Olympics legacy, overseeing a joint venture with the Church Urban Fund to engage with issues of poverty across the capital, policing in London, and our continuing engagement with Urban Regeneration across the capital.

The Chair is the Very Revd John Richardson. He is an Anglican priest in the Diocese of Canterbury who joined the Board of Mildmay in 2004. John became Chairman in 2007 after visits to HIV and AIDS projects in Uganda, London and across the Pennines where he worked with Top Doctors and other health professionals. Since 2009 John has been working in partnership with statutory and regional authorities in Margate, one of the most deprived parishes in the South East of England.

The interim Chief Executive is Carol Stone who temporarily stepped down as a Trustee role to act as interim CEO. Carol was an Angel for nearly 40 years after training at King’s College Hospital. She retired as the Chief Executive of the Ellenor Lions Hospice in 2014 after 26 years. Carol became the senior nurse specialist at what was then the Ellenor Foundation in 1988, eventually moving to nursing director and finally CEO. At her time at the hospice, she introduced respite care in the area, and established the charity’s specialist home service children’s hospice, Chyps. Carol also assisted with the merger of the Ellenor Foundation with the Lions Hospice in 2007.
 Dr Ross White was CEO of Mildmay for nine years until Feb 2018 – he is now CEO of charity in Surrey.

Jim Bennett has 25 years of working in the charity sector and was recently ordained as Deacon in the Anglican church. His charity background includes working at a hospice in South East London where he joined as its first fundraiser and over time became its Chief Executive. He was at the hospice for 17 years and helped to develop both its care services and but took a key role in developing its sustainable income streams. When he left the hospice, he joined a national charity and led that through a period of transition and development. Jim left full time employment to train for the ministry and is now Assistant Curate at Saint Augustine’s in Slade Green, Kent.

Diana Forrest is a Top Doctor, with experience in developing countries and the UK. She started her public health activities in Tower Hamlets and she was Director of Public Health for Knowsley PCT for the last 12 years of her working life. For seven years after her retirement, Diana worked in a voluntary capacity on a local housing estate, linking church and community to improve quality of life on that estate. She also ran a foodbank, and chaired a small charity which engaged with children and families on the estate.

Diana has been following the progress of Mildmay since the 1970s and now she has moved to Hertfordshire has become more involved. Dr. Diana Forrest is listed as a Director of seven companies – she has resigned from six and is currently Director of ‘Transforming Lives Together, Chester Diocese/Church Urban Fund’.

So Diana spent many years as a Top Doctor working in public health in Liverpool. Healthcare in Liverpool was dominated by the Liverpool branch of Dafydd’s network (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’). More recently Diana has become involved in the Chester Diocese. Sir Peter Morrison was the Tory MP for Chester and his abuse of children was facilitated by a number of professional people – and even more people knew what he was doing but did nothing. Dafydd’s toxic influence was present in the area – Dafydd used to hold clinics at the Grosvenor Nuffield Hospital in Chester, the north Wales paedophile gang operated in Cheshire and the Courts in Chester were riddled with corruption and doing favours for the paedophile gang. John Allen owned a children’s home in Cheshire. It was recently revealed that a former Bishop of Chester abused children for many years.

Diana is married to John Forrest whose wiki entry describes him as a ‘UK production creative’ who has ‘made significant contributions to the UK broadcast production scene since 1970’. He currently presents Pause for Thought on BBC Radio 2 and The Daily Service on BBC Radio 4. Forrest was a founder member of staff with BBC Radio Manchester. In 1973 John Forrest joined the establishing staff at LBC Radio in London as features producer and later as Deputy Head of Programmes. Whilst there he invented the character of Mr Nasty for the children’s phone-in programme Jellybone. Mr Nasty became an instant success….

Forrest worked for several years as a Researcher/Arranger with Thames Television in London. In the late 1970s he became programme director with the London-based ‘Arts Centre Group’ where his production credits included work with Cliff Richard. Forrest re-joined the BBC as a network radio producer in 1981. Following a number of television series that he produced for BBC Two, Forrest joined the production staff of ‘Songs of Praise’. His production from the Millennium Stadium on 2 Jan 2000 became the largest ever ‘Songs of Praise’ programme, with an attending live audience of 60,000, a choir of 6,000 and 100 Welsh harps assembled for the occasion.

Dr Rosalind Furlong is a Top Doctor – precisely a consultant psychiatrist in the NHS. She has been a Trustee of the Mildmay since 2004.

 

The Prebendary Ronald Swan is an Anglican priest who has served on the Board since 2008. He is also Chairman of the Executive Council of the Friends of Mildmay, a position he has held for the last 10 years. He has a long association and concern for pastoral care which has found expression in chaplaincy work and training of clergy.

Anna Turco is a dual trained RGN and specialist community public health nurse with 27 years clinical experience.  An advanced nurse practitioner, CBT and NET therapist, a Freedom Programme faciliator and training provider for ‘Toxic Trio’ – her background includes A&E, mental health, substance misuse and addictions, domestic abuse, prison liasion, safeguarding vulnerable adults and children, out of hours GP service and family drug and alcohol court for Kent and Medway.

Anna Turco has spent a whole career watching the abuse and mistreatment of vulnerable people and the welfare system colluding with this.

 

The Mildmay has snared a few big names to act as Patrons.

Dame Judi Dench has been a supporter and Patron of Mildmay for many years. Dame Judi says that ‘Long-term HIV care is proving more challenging and complex than we ever imagined. Mildmay helps to bring new hope to thousands caught up in the continuing HIV crisis. Not only does it provide the UK with a facility for specialist rehabilitation and capacity-building training, but also supports inspiring treatment and education programmes across East Africa.I urge you to join me in supporting their vital work.’

Dame Judi is Patron of the St James’s Singers, en elite choir. Vice-Presidents of the St James’s Singers include Professor Robert Bluglass and his Top Doctor wife Kerry, who must know that her husband concealed a paedophile gang.

Anita Dobson, another Patron, is an actor and singer. She was of course Ange from EastEnders, Dirty Den’s wife. She is married to founder member of Queen, Brian May. May’s friend and fellow band member Freddie Mercury died of complications resulting from AIDS in Nov 1991. Mercury knew that he was HIV positive in 1987 – it was alleged that he consulted a Harley Street specialist regarding his concerns that he had contracted HIV in 1986.

Anthony Furlong is a consultant architect for Sheppard Robson. He is also president of the City Property Association. Anthony is one of the Mildmay’s newest patrons but has known about the Mildmay for a while – he is married to Dr Ros Furlong. So which does the Mildmay value most, the clinical skills of Top Doctor Ros, or the global capitalism of her husband?

Lord Ian McColl is a Patron of the Mildmay!

Patron Humphrey Norrington retired as Vice-Chairman of Barclays Bank in 1993 and has since taken on several posts at not-for-profit organisations after his career in an industry totally devoted to profit. Humphrey is married to Frances and they are both active members of their local Anglican church.

The Mildmay also boast of Sir Cliff Richard as a Patron. Sir Cliff has supported Mildmay since its early days, helping to raise awareness as well as funds for its work. Sir Cliff was of course famously furious in 2014 when the police let it be known in the most public way possible that he was under investigation for sexual abuse by helpfully allowing the BBC to film outside of his Berkshire house as they rifled through his undies. Cliff was at his other house at the time – the one in the Algarve, a favourite location for very wealthy Brits who might have cause to avoid the police. Police officers sent the BBC an aerial photograph of Sir Cliff’s home the night before the raid, so that the BBC ‘knew how to find it’. Which suggests that the police have got one hell of a sense of humour. Probably as a result of all the time and money that they have spent trying to nail celebrity molesters, only to see the cases collapse in court and the witnesses kill themselves in the aftermath.

Another Patron is Linda Robson, an actress best known for ‘Birds Of A Feather’. In Nov 2014, Linda was a part of Gareth Malone’s ‘All Star Choir’ who released a cover version of Wake Me Up to raise money for Children In Need. Linda joined Mildmay for their appearance at the Lord Mayor’s Show in London in 2016, which was part of their 150th anniversary celebrations.

Canon Roger Royle, another Patron, is an Anglican priest, broadcaster and writer. He was ordained in the Church of England in 1962 and his first curacy was in Portsea, Portsmouth. During his career he served as Conduct and Senior Chaplain of Eton College. On leaving Eton in 1979 he became a freelance broadcaster, speaker and journalist working mainly for BBC radio and television and IPC magazines, while serving as a non-stipendiary priest. He also began working as a promoter of the preventative medicine campaign for ‘Save the Children’ – a charity with which Princess Anne was famously associated, which is now receiving a great deal of bad publicity. As well as presenting his own TV series, Roger has hosted BBC’s ‘Songs of Praise’ and been a regular contributor to radio including Pause for Thought. So he must be a mate of John Forrest’s.

In 1990 Roger was honoured by the then Archbishop of Canterbury Robert Runcie with a Lambeth Degree in recognition for his work in media. He is now a Canon Emeritus of Southwark Cathedral and in November 2016 he became Hon. Chaplain to the Lord Mayor of London. Southwark Social Services sent a great many children in their care to children’s homes in north Wales and continued to send them even after complaints of serious abuse. Dafydd’s mate Dr Jim Birley from the Maudsley – who was President of the Royal College of Psychiatrists as well as of the BMA – established the Southwark Association for Mental Health and was mates with Lord David Ennals (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’). Ennals was a Minister in the Home Office and Secretary of State for the DHSS, as well as being a senior figure in MIND during the many years whilst MIND concealed the criminality of Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales (see post ‘MIND Are Out For Mental Health – Never For Themselves Of Course’).

Patron Donald Steel is Associate Director of Johnson Associates and is responsible for crisis communications, strategy and business development. In March 2011 the BBC in house magazine Ariel informed readers that Steel, who had been at the BBC 22 years and had variously worked as a local radio presenter and producer, press officer and for 11 years as the BBC’s Chief Media Spokesman. He orchestrated the BBC response to events ranging from the murder of Jill Dando to the Hutton Inquiry and served under four DGs. Steel maintained his links to the BBC after he left their employment, remaining in an advisory role.

So Donald Steel is the person who ensured that Jimmy Savile’s decades of sex offending never became public knowledge. Should the Mildmay find itself in a position in which they would rather something was not made public, Donald could be relied upon to keep it out of the media. Likewise if the Mildmay wanted a bit of good PR – for example if Helen Taylor-Thompson wanted to claim to be a spy who was still keeping wartime secrets – Donald would be in an excellent position to make that happen.

The people involved with the Mildmay remind me a bit of the Rev Nicky Gumbel and those around him who were behind the Alpha course. They were very affluent professional people but quite evangelical and they attracted similar people into the Church. It really wowed other church goers – the thing that was always said about Nicky Gumbel’s church was ‘there’s a row of Porches outside’. That section of society don’t tend to go to church. Brown told me that the Alpha course was reputed to be homophobic. I had been invited to go along to one at the time and the first few sessions were very sound, discussing issues of power, capitalism and internationalism, but Brown was right – towards the end there was a very strong element of rigid notions regarding gender roles and yes, homophobia.

 

 

Now for a bit more history. Someone helpfully sent me a link to a Welsh psychiatrist called William Rees-Thomas a few days ago and asked me whether he was linked to Gwynne the lobotomist or Dafydd.

Rees-Thomas was born in 1887 to a Welsh farming family near Senny Bridge in Breconshire. He was educated at the County School at Brecon and he won scholarships to University College, Cardiff and Charing Cross Hospital. He graduated in 1909. By 1912 Rees-Thomas’s interest had turned to psychiatry and his first substantive appointment was that of medical officer and pathologist at the East Sussex County Mental Hospital, Hellingly. He acquired the recently instituted Diploma of Psychological Medicine of Cambridge University and the older certificate of the Medico-Psychological Association.

In the absence of a special institution for ‘mental defectives’ in Sussex, Hellingly Hospital cared for many such patients. Rees-Thomas’s first published article was on ‘Syphilis Among Mental Defectives’. Which suggests that there was a lot of it about. Perhaps due to that long tradition of various people sexually exploiting other more vulnerable people – Rees-Thomas will have known how common this was but it was probably the mental defectives who took the rap for it. Rees-Thomas took up this branch of psychiatry as his speciality. In 1914 Moss Side Hospital near Liverpool opened as a state institution for ‘criminal and violent’ mental defectives, and Rees-Thomas was appointed its first medical superintendent. So Moss Side started its life as it ended it – a dreadful brutal institution which housed the pathologised victims of unscrupulous people (see post ‘Security, Security’).

Within a few months of Rees-Thomas beginning his job as superintendent, the buildings of Moss Side were taken over for use as a war hospital, mainly for the treatment of neurosis and ‘shell shock’. Rees-Thomas left for active service in the RAMC.

Rees-Thomas returned to Moss Side in 1919, but within a short time the use of the hospital was yet again changed and he was transferred with his patients to Rampton Hospital in Nottinghamshire which, having been built as a second Broadmoor, was now allocated to ‘mental defectives’ needing special security. It is claimed that ‘over the next twelve years Rees-Thomas developed the hospital on progressive lines, with full occupational and recreational facilities, so that its reputation stood as high as that of any psychiatric hospital in the country’.

This was probably simply not true. Every institution with a diabolical reputation stresses that at some point in the past it was a model of forward thinking and enlightenment. Someone e mailed me the other day after they discovered the joys of the North Wales Hospital Historical Society, which is not a historical society but rather an online social forum for the former staff of the North Wales Hospital, Denbigh. Their shared memories are hilarious – not only is there a total disregard for patient confidentiality as named patients from not that long ago are openly discussed, but of course everything was just great out there. Gwynne the lobotomist and Dafydd don’t get a mention, neither does anyone who was sexually exploited, physically assaulted or fleeced of their property whilst they were banged up, yet alone the folk who were imprisoned in the dungeon. Lobotomies are not remembered and neither is the notorious ‘aversion therapy’ for homosexuality which was taking place at Denbigh long after homosexuality was decriminalised.

The North Wales Hospital may have had high ideals when it was first built – as indeed did Broadmoor – but things went downhill a very long time ago. No-one who has worked at Denbigh – yet alone Rampton – for the last few decades could claim that those institutions led the way. They shamed the nation which was why people were demanding their closure as long ago as the 1950s.

In 1932 Rees-Thomas was appointed one of the two Medical Senior Commissioners of the Board of Control for Lunacy and Mental Deficiency – which at that time supervised the welfare of mental patients, inspected the mental hospitals and was directly responsible for the state institutions (later called ‘special hospitals’). His older colleague was Sir Hubert Bond, and together they encouraged the developments made possible by the Mental Treatment Act of 1930, such as the opening of psychiatric clinics and co-operation with local authority services, as well as the new physical methods of treatment, ie. lobotomy and other damaging irreversible ‘treatments’, which led to the deaths of more than a few patients.

After the disruption of WW II, Rees-Thomas was concerned with the changes connected with the inclusion of psychiatry in the NHS and then with ‘progressive’ developments such as community care and the informal admission of patients, foreshadowing the provisions of the 1959 Mental Health Act. Such developments are now written about as enlightening – yet informal patients at that time had almost as little choice and were treated as oppressively as detained patients. Conditions for everyone were nearly always appalling.

By this time the Commissioners of the Board of Control also held office in the Ministry of Health – Rees-Thomas, like his colleagues, felt that there was no longer a need for an independent Board of Control. The Royal (Percy) Commission agreed with this and the Board’s existence came to an end in 1960, when Rees-Thomas retired – long after the usual age.

Rees-Thomas had throughout taken an active part in the Royal Medico-Psychological Association and after serving as Vice-Chairman of its Mental Deficiency and Educational Committees, occupied the Presidential Chair, 1949- 1950. He served for several years,as the RMPA’s representative on the General Nursing Council. He was made an honorary member in 1955. Top Doctors do have a habit of turning up on influential nursing bodies.

In 1917 Rees-Thomas married Muriel Hodgson Jones, whom he had met whilst he worked at Moss Side. They had a son, Frederick Douglas Rees-Thomas and a daughter, Aelwyn Minette, who married Dr D.W. Taylor Roberts, an obstetrician and gynaecologist at St George’s Hospital. Aelwyn Minette Taylor-Roberts died in 2012 but all information about her has recently been removed from the internet, as has all info relating to her Top Doctor husband and indeed her brother Frederick. Now why might that be?

William Rees-Thomas died in 1978 – no doubt his son-in-law outlived him and may well have still wielded influence at St George’s when I worked there, 1989-91 and they were busy concealing the crimes of the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales as well as other serious criminality in south London.

Muriel died in 1935 and in 1948 Rees-Thomas married Ruth Darwin, a granddaughter of Charles Darwin. Like Rees-Thomas, Ruth Darwin was a Senior Commissioner of the Board of Control until 1949, having previously for many years been actively engaged in promoting the welfare of the ‘mentally defective’. In 1929, with the money from her father’s estate, Ruth founded the Darwin Trust to foster research into ‘mental defect, disease or disorder’. Ruth’s idea of promoting the welfare of people whom she judged to be mentally defective was to ensure that they didn’t breed. She was an advocate of eugenics and in 1932 she was appointed to the Brock Committee, a Parliamentary Committee Chaired by Sir Laurence Brock – the Chairman of the Board of Control – which produced the Brock Report that called for the forced sterilisation of mental defectives.

Sir Laurence’s son was the historian Michael Brock. Michael Brock spent most of his career at Oxford University, apart from a brief interlude in the 1970s when he slummed it at Exeter. In 1978 Brock took up the post of Warden of Nuffield College, Oxford, where he remained until his formal retirement in 1988, serving as PVC of the University from 1980. After retiring from Oxford, Brock served as warden of St George’s House, Windsor Castle, until 1993.

After their retirement William and Ruth Rees-Thomas lived at High Hackhurst in Surrey, where they devoted themselves to their garden, which was regularly open to the public. Ruth Rees-Thomas died in 1972 and William outlived her by six years.

Ruth Darwin’s mother, Lady Ida Darwin – who was married to Charles Darwin’s son Sir Horace Darwin – was co-founder of the ‘Cambridge Association for the Feeble-Minded’. Ida also helped to found the ‘Association for the Care of Girls’ along with other wives of Cambridge University dons in 1883. The group offered support to abused women and those drawn into sex work and helped them with training and getting back to other employment. Ida’s daughter said of her that she ‘realised the injustices they suffered in an ignorant and careless world. She suffered with them and there was awakened in her the deep convictions of the need for social and legislative reforms that guided her future course’. Ida’s work with the particularly vulnerable, ‘feeble-minded’ women inspired her to campaign for legislation, such as the  Mental Deficiency Act of 1913.

After the Mental Deficiency Act was passed, the ‘Cambridge Association for the Feeble-Minded’ merged with the ‘Cambridgeshire Voluntary Association for the Care of the Mentally Defective’ and became the ‘Central Association for Mental Welfare’ which eventually evolved into MIND. Ida was Chairman of the ‘Central Association for Mental Welfare’ for her entire working life and provided a room in her house for the administration of the group. Ida died in 1946. Her obituary in The Times was followed by a note describing her as ‘one of the pioneers in this country in the field of social work’.

Sadly, Ida’s legacy became completely corrupted.

In the late 19th century people with brain injury and single mothers were labelled ‘feeble minded’ and local authorities had to provide public asylums to house those individuals deemed to be ‘pauper lunatics’. (Pauper lunatics from north Wales had to go all the way to Liverpool before the North Wales Hospital began accepting them.) Fulbourn Asylum was opened in 1858 for the feeble-minded people of Cambridge.

In the 1960s, the East Anglia Regional Hospital Board chose a site next to the Fulbourn mental hospital for a new hospital that was to cater for 250 residents with what was then called mental handicap – the aim was that the facilities would enable each resident to maximise his or her potential. At a meeting of the Regional Hospital Board in 1963 the Chairman Lady Adrian suggested that the new unit be named the ‘Ida Darwin Hospital’. 

This sort of history matters. Those involved may be dead now, but it was not so long ago that they were teaching some of the people who are still advising on healthcare – because of the way in which medicine works, Top Doctors don’t disappear when they retire. They remain on hand to dispense words of wisdom and even if they are considered a bit batty and past it, they still wield influence. Then there are the family connections and networks – the ‘he did some terrible things but he was my grandfather/taught my dad/taught me’ etc. It serves to prevent some very abusive people and practices being challenged.

Most of the victims of Gwynne and Dafydd are dead – people didn’t tend to live too long once they were on the receiving end of help from those two – but occasionally one stumbles across them. In 1999 I was working in a very substandard elderly people’s home on Anglesey and I met a lady who had been lobotomised – probably by Gwynne. This realisation was followed by an even worse  one – that this ‘old lady’ wasn’t that old, she was the youngest person in the home. She was there because after someone had taken a pick to her brain she couldn’t look after herself, so she’d been hidden in a questionable home on Anglesey. Of course lobotomy hasn’t been practised for years – er, so how did that lady end up in that state then?

At another home on Anglesey I met an old lady who always called the care assistants ‘the attendants’ – so she had obviously been in the sort of institution that was run entirely on the lines of the old asylums. The charmers who ran this home helpfully explained to me that I wouldn’t get any sense out of her because she was a ‘burnt out schizophrenic’ (whatever that is). The man who owned the establishment in which the burnt out schizophrenic was housed was a business partner of Dafydd’s. The manager of the home had been thrown off the mental health nursing degree at Bangor University…

Even if staff have been trained in an enlightened institution there is usually not the scope in the NHS to allow them to practice properly. There was a nurse at the Hergest Unit who had trained in psychotherapy at Fulbourn Hospital – she was the only person in the mental health services in north west Wales who actually had any knowledge of psychotherapy at all, although the others all claimed to be practising  this – and had she been allowed to practice without people demanding that her priority had to be to make excuses for Dafydd and the paedophile gang she would have really achieved something, but no-one would let her.

 

 

 

The former Minister for Public Services in Wales has been in the news this week. As the allegations of bullying on the part of various people in or advising the Welsh Gov’t continue to fly, the latest person to be named and in turn to make counter-allegations is Leighton Andrews, the former AM for the Rhondda, 2003-16.

Leighton was born in Cardiff and brought up in Barry until the age of 11. He went to UCNW (Bangor University) and then did an MA at the University of Sussex. 

Andrews was Parliamentary Officer for Age Concern, 1982–84; UK Campaign Director, UN International Year of Shelter for the Homeless, 1984–87; Head of Public Affairs for the BBC, 1993–96, based in London and responsible for the BBC’s relations with the UK Parliament and with the EU institutions. He was then a lecturer at Cardiff University School of Journalism, Media and Cultural Studies immediately prior to his election as the AM for Rhondda. He was Minister for Children, Education and Learning, 2009-11; Minister for Education and Skills, 2011-13; Minister for Public Services, 2014-16. After he lost his seat in 2016 Andrews was appointed as Professor of Practice in Public Service, Leadership and Innovation, at Cardiff Business School.

Andrews was a Liberal in the 1980s and stood as the Liberal Alliance candidate for Gillingham in the 1987 General Election. On returning to Wales to live in 1996, Leighton was appointed to the Board of Tai Cymru  – Housing for Wales – by the Conservative Secretary of State for Wales, William Hague.

Leighton was co-founder of the Yes for Wales campaign for the 1997 referendum. During the referendum campaign he produced a paper with Gareth Hughes, then of the Welsh Federation of Housing Associations (now known as Community Housing Cymru) and now of ITV Wales, arguing that savings could be found to liberate more funding for housing from the Government’s proposal to abolish Tai Cymru as part of the devolution settlement.

Leighton defected to the Labour Party following the successful referendum campaign for a Welsh Assembly. Michael Meadowcroft wrote an article on his blog in 2003 after experiencing the trauma of seeing his former Liberal colleague Leighton embracing Blair’s New Labour authoritarianism. Meadowcroft expressed his confusion and sense of betrayal. Well Leighton’s putting the boot into Carwyn Jones now, so perhaps he’s been working as an undercover Lib Dem since he joined Labour.

A lot of people in Wales do not like Leighton Andrews. When Andrews was Education Minister I watched Gareth Rees, a particularly obnoxious Professor of Education from Cardiff University, state in an address to a conference that education in Wales was doomed until the world was rid of Leighton Andrews. At the time I just presumed that this was yet another old fart feeling threatened by Leighton because Leighton had made some very rude noises about the deadwood that was and still is clogging up Welsh universities. I have a friend who alleges that Gareth Rees plagiarised his work and I never witnessed Gareth Rees being anything other than rude and dismissive to absolutely everyone, so I assumed that Gareth Rees knew that his days were numbered. How are you getting on with your colleague the Professor of Practice, Leadership and Innovation then Prof Rees?

However the conundrum is that although Leighton Andrews always said the right things about clearing out the paedophiles’ friends and other dross that have rendered Wales’s public institutions sclerotic, everything that Leighton actually did assisted them. He famously altered the funding for book contracts given out by the University of Wales Press without consulting or informing anyone, which resulted in the cancelling of contracts to a group of capable young researchers because the hopeless old gits wanted the funding for themselves in an attempt to make their CVs less embarrassing than they were.

Looking at Leighton’s CV, it is clear that he has been in positions throughout his career in which he will have been party to the activities of the paedophiles’ friends. The paedophiles’ friends ran Bangor University whilst Leighton was a student there, they colonised Age Concern and the Welsh housing associations and old Savile was busy at the BBC whilst Leighton worked there. Furthermore Leighton was in the Liberal Party – until he realised that he could become an AM in the Welsh Assembly if he defected – so he’ll have known about Cyril Smith, Jeremy Thorpe, the activities of Lord Rennard and all the other fun people discussed in my post ‘He Knows Where The Bodies Are Buried’. When Leighton was part of the Alliance he won’t have been able to avoid Dr Death. And Leighton worked for William Hague just at the time when Hague was orchestrating the Waterhouse cover-up.

Leighton is keeping quiet about an awful lot – perhaps he is about to write the best expose that the world has yet seen.

One of Leighton’s rudest speeches which resulted in much gnashing of teeth in Welsh universities contained a few insults levelled at the Governors of Welsh universities – insults which quite accurately described the prevailing situation. Leighton would know because he is married to one of them, namely Ann Beynon.

Ann Beynon, like Leighton, was a student at UCNW and years later sat on the Council of Bangor University. She was the first female President of the Students’ Union, helped found NUS Wales and ran its first gay rights campaign. Ann Beynon is a few years older than me. When I was a student at UCNW the Student’s Union was having its strings pulled by the paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘Just A Language Divide?’) and nothing will have changed from when Ann was a student. The Depts of Psychology and Social Work were employing people who had worked with the paedophile gang and were educating people who would work with the gang after they graduated. Dafydd was deciding what went on in the Psychology Dept and Gwynne the lobotomist was sitting in the Student Health Centre. Sir Charles Evans the Top Doctor and mate of Gwynne’s was the Principal of UCNW (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’) and Mary Wynch, whose life was destroyed by Dafydd and the paedophiles (see posts ‘Making Legal History – The Mary Wynch Case’ and ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’), will still have been working in the Agriculture Dept when Ann Beynon was a student.

I have no idea what Ann Beynon’s gay rights campaign involved, but by the time I was a student at Bangor even students were raising eyebrows at the activities of the Gay Soc. Gay Soc was very strong at UCNW and had links with the gay rights movement nationally. This might have been a problem in a town – and indeed in a university –  in which a sex trafficking ring was operating which targeted boys (as well as girls) and which was not a million miles away from Chester, where some gay men had walked away from the local branch of CHE because they believed that it was a front for paedophilia.

Not that it held Ann Beynon back – but then it wouldn’t, ignoring or assisting the paedophile gang in north Wales was the route to career success. Just look at Ann’s biography:

Ann is a former member of the Welsh Language Board and of the Board of the National Film and Television School. She was Business Development Director at the Cardiff Bay Development Corporation and previously Head of Political and International Affairs at S4C. In 1998 Ann joined BT and in 1999 she was a member of the Royal Commission on the Reform of the House of Lords under the chairmanship of Lord John Wakeham – John Wakeham was Peter Morrison’s boss when Morrison was Minister for Energy. Ann Beynon is a former Chair of Business in the Community in Wales and was the Prince of Wales’s Community Ambassador in Wales.

Wherever there was a paedophiles’ friend, there was Ann Beynon.

Beynon became BT’s Director for Wales and retired from this post in July 2015. She is now Senior Adviser Welsh Affairs for Severn Trent Water. Ann was approached for this role by the CEO of Severn Trent, Liz Garfield – she used to work for Ann at BT. Ann is Chair of the Wales Governance Centre at Cardiff University, a non-executive director of the Farmers’ Union of Wales Insurance Services Ltd and a Director of the social media company Cwmni Digidol. She has helped establish an Alliance Française in Wales. She consults and lectures on leadership and corporate social responsibility – an example to us all! She Chairs the Cardiff Capital Region Transition Board. She was Equality and Human Rights Commissioner for Wales, 2010-16, having spent a lifetime ignoring the most appalling inequality and a sex trafficking gang.

I used to know a relative of Ann Beynon’s who loathed her and repeatedly told me that all she wanted was a peerage ‘and she’ll bloody well get one too’. Ann, you’ll be among friends when you finally get through the doors, they’ll be keeping your seat warm for you. You can slumber away in there along with the rest of them who failed to stop a bunch of sex offenders who were murdering the witnesses to their crimes.

I was watching an old clip of Spitting Image yesterday which featured Leon Brittan hosting an episode of ‘The Price Is Right’. After he sold a knighthood for the price of a job for Thatcher’s son, the Leon Brittan puppet gave someone a peerage ‘for keeping your mouth shut’…

 

In 1987 Central Television’s series The Cook Report devoted an episode to child porn. Roger Cook – an investigative reporter who acquired a cult following as a result of being continually beaten up by gangsters when he confronted them – made his way to Amsterdam where he purchased child porn and confronted the man who flogged it to him who then called the boys from out the back. Roger Cook received the customary violent assault and a threat to kill him. The same episode featured an interview with Supt Iain Donaldson, the Head of Obscene Publications at Scotland Yard in which Donaldson took receipt of a list of names of child pornographers which Donaldson claimed to have never seen before.

It has now been admitted that the Obscene Publications Branch was corrupt and, surprise surprise, was employing paedophiles who were passing info to their mates. I have found on the internet a submission to the IICSA from someone who worked on that programme – his statement explains that the list of names handed over to the Obscene Publications Branch was a double bluff for the cameras because they knew that Scotland Yard had been infiltrated by the gangsters and they wanted to put out a bit of propaganda to throw the bent coppers off the scent.

Roger Cook’s programme also mentioned Oliver Brooke, the Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s Hospital Medical School, who in 1986 was jailed for the possession of child porn. The week before the programme was filmed, on 11 May 1987 the Lord Chief Justice Lord Lane had released Brooke on appeal after comparing his stash of child porn with collecting cigarette cards. Oliver Brooke was a major figure in a pan-European child porn ring.

I can understand that in the case of investigating serious organised crime which is being facilitated by professional people – including members of the judiciary – the police may have to employ techniques such as double bluffs etc. But two months after Roger Cook made that programme about the Evils of Child Porn with the film producers and police adopting techniques of subterfuge, Dafydd and the paedophile gang made a well planned attempt to frame and imprison me – an attempt which not only involved Dafydd, Tony Francis and a lying junior doctor, but also Risley Remand Centre and the Mental Health Act Commission (see post ‘Workers Play Time). One of the members of the paedophile gang who were desperate to have me banged up was Sir Peter Morrison, Thatcher’s friend. At the time that the Cook Report was filmed, Morrison was Deputy Chairman of the Tory Party. By the time that I was sitting in Bangor Police Station at the centre of a fit-up attempt, Morrison was the Minister for Energy.

That was more than thirty years ago. Dafydd, Lucille Hughes and some of those who facilitated the paedophile gang are now well into their 80s and are now running the biggest ‘substance abuse charity’ in Wales.

As part of the Cook investigation, the journos placed an advert for child porn in ‘Forum’ magazine and were contacted by people flogging child porn. ‘Forum’ was not a child porn mag but it wasn’t too fussy about the sort of small ads that it accepted. One person who was on the Editorial Board of Forum was Dr Philip Cauthery. Philip Cauthery was the student doctor at Aston University whilst Brown was a student there. Aston was alive with first hand accounts of Cauthery’s negligence and craziness – at the time Aston had the highest rate of student suicides in the UK and many staff and students attributed this to Cauthery. The VC of Aston was Sir Freddie Crawford, a friend of Thatcher’s…

There’s no need for the IICSA or for ‘historical investigations’ into child sex abuse. All that has to happen is for the security services – who harassed Brown and me, who put us under surveillance and dressed up as an assortment of fuckwits to variously cause us problems or pretend to befriend us because they were protecting Dafydd and the paedophiles rather than us – to hand over their material, including all those undercover recordings that they made as they bugged everyone in north Wales. Sadly it is too late for the people who were found dead.

One person who was ‘consulted’ for the Roger Cooke programme was Ray Wyre, who in the 1980s was the go-to person for advice on the treatment of sex offenders. There is a lot of speculation on the internet regarding whether Ray Wyre was a paedophile himself – if he was, he was just one of the many who chose to work in the field of mental health/sex therapy.

I do not know whether Ray Wyre was a child molester or not but he definitely knew who was protecting abusers. Wyre’s Gracewell Clinic was in Moseley in Birmingham – a few miles from the Reaside Clinic, run by Robert Bluglass. Wyre established the Gracewell Clinic in 1988 – the year in which Bluglass performed his cover-up of the criminality of Dafydd, Tony Francis and Gwynedd Social Services.

Wyre left school at 15 and joined the Royal Navy. After leaving, Wyre embarked on theological training, which involved a stint as a volunteer warden at a working men’s hospital. This experience helped him decide against ordination, and in the late 1970s, he was taken on as a trainee probation officer at Winson Green prison in Birmingham, where his first patient was a sex offender. From 1981 to 1986, Wyre worked with category-A inmates at Albany prison on the Isle of Wight, pioneering group therapy for sex offenders.

The Gracewell Clinic shut down in 1993 – the year following the firebombing which killed five witnesses to the north Wales paedophile ring (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’) – the year of numerous events designed to silence the complaints into the north Wales gang and suppress investigations. Wyre set up another clinic in Surrey, the Wolvercote Clinic which shut down in 2002. Wyre died in 2008.

Wyre was the only person in the UK offering residential treatment for paedophiles who want to change their behaviour. There is still no such provision. What there is, is a great deal of hot air, of politicians banging on, of tweets and campaigns. But nothing to address the problem.

The 1987 Roger Cook programme named and confronted a rather sad man with a thing about school girls who was living in poverty and forced him to burn his collection of photos on camera. If Roger had paid a visit to north Wales – or indeed to St George’s Hospital just two years later – I and others could have taken him to see some of the people organising the supply of such material. But I don’t think that Roger really wanted to know.

The Editor of that episode of the Cook Report was Mike Townson. Townson’s CV suggests that he too knew a great deal about organised crime which he did not make TV programmes about.

 

 

Carwyn Jones celebrated International Wimmin’s Day earlier this week. Carwyn joined all those affluent comfortable people who are Speaking Out about female oppression and sexual violence and stated that he would be working with Chwarae Teg to fight for equality. Chwarae Teg is a Third sector organisation which was founded by paedophiles’ friend Jane Hutt. It has certainly provided a good living for Jane Hutt and her mates but it hasn’t done much to achieve equality. One the same day that Carwyn made his statement, the trial of a man accused of murdering a woman in Denbigh was told that the young woman had asked for help from the police several times before she was killed but the police failed to respond.

Carwyn is a barrister- he should probably be prosecuting Hutt et al as accessories to crime rather than ‘working with them’.

 

Last week I received a message from Nicola Kingston – the nurse who blew the whistle on the abuse of patients at Tawel Fan – telling me that she was going to be on BBC News Wales last Thursday, so I put a notice up on this blog to let everyone know. I don’t have a TV so I couldn’t tune in to watch, but yesterday I received an e mail from a reader who told me that Nicola wasn’t featured. I don’t know why this was, but I know that TV crews always film a lot more footage than they use and that people who have been filmed are not kept informed if there is a decision made not to use their bit. I also know that anything involving a TV expose of the activities of the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales tends to have the plug pulled on it suddenly and without notice.

The person who e mailed me was very disappointed that Nicola wasn’t on TV – he is someone else who has suffered at the hands of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board and their ‘mental health services’ and he desperately wants to see the way in which patients are being neglected and mistreated given media coverage. He told me that people don’t seem to care what is happening to people until it happens to them.

It’s a bit more sinister than that. Most members of the human race are actually quite decent and if they witnessed what passes for ‘mental health care’ at the Betsi – or indeed in many other places – they would be horrified. They really do not know how bad it is – when I first started this blog, I received a number of e mails telling me that they would not have believed my blog had they not witnessed such events themselves. I was in the same boat – I had no idea of what was happening to many young adults with learning disabilities until I started reading the blogs written by people like Sara Ryan, Mark Neary and Finola Moss. It is so bad that one’s first response is bound to be ‘that’s got to have been a one-off’ or ‘there’s got to be exaggeration here’. There isn’t, this is what is happening to vulnerable people at the hands of the nation’s welfare services – it is grim, yet it is only very rarely covered by the mainstream media. Sara Ryan revealed the deaths of hundreds of patients with mental health problems and learning disabilities at Southern Health. People knew that was happening but until Sara began her blog after the death of her own son it was ignored. Sara drew attention to it, received media coverage, was insulted by the GMC and now the world has moved on once more. Sara is a sociologist who specialises in learning disability who works at Oxford University and who spent years fighting to have her son’s death investigated – that is what it takes to even get heard.

The other problem is the constant stream of PR and propaganda that follows any suggestion that things are not what they should be in the UK welfare services. I have mentioned that after I blogged about research fraud in cancer research, suddenly high profile people were queuing up to advertise the benefits of the very things that I had exposed. This phenomenon has a long tradition in north Wales – every criticism of any domain overseen by the paedophiles’ friends results in a favourable media interview with the paedophiles’ friends and a venomous attack upon the person who has dared mention the criminality or the harm that they or other people had suffered.

After I wrote my post ‘I Know Nuzzing’ which detailed the backgrounds and networks of all those in Gwynedd County Council who had stood by whilst the paedophile gang operated within the children’s homes run by that Council, Gruff Rhys of the Super Furry Animals appeared in the north Wales media explaining that he was going to hold a concert with his super star friends to celebrate the 70th anniversary of the NHS. Gruff Rhys is the son of the former Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council, Ioan Bowen Rees, who was discussed in my post.

There’s been a bit more free PR in the Welsh media over the past few days provided by people connected to those discussed on this blog. Paul Jones gave an interview with his bad boy made good story. Paul grew up in Denbigh and reminisced over how hopeless he was at Denbigh High School, that there was nothing to do if you were living in Denbigh when he was a teenager, so he never expected to find himself hanging out with celebs like he is now that he’s made it big as an actor. To what does Paul attribute his good fortune? The youth theatre group at Theatre Clwyd in Mold. Theatre Clwyd has featured on this blog – it is best described as the paedophiles’ friends folly.

Theatre Clwyd is a very impressive Theatre in a very small town and the person behind it was T.M. Hadyn Rees, the then Chief Exec of Clwyd County Council (see post ‘Ain’t Nothing Clean – Not Even The Welsh Calvinistic Methodists’). Theatre Clwyd has periodic crash crises and on many such occasions, after the Theatre had been ‘rescued’, there was a cash crisis at Clwyd County Council. Theatre Clwyd is really great – I’ve been there myself – but whilst Hadyn Rees was busting a gut to establish that Theatre and keep it going, the coffers of the Council were inexplicably empty and there were bugger all services for local people , despite at one point the council tax being sky high. There was also a paedophile gang operating in the children’s homes and Dafydd’s mates on Clwyd County Council and Clwyd Health Authority ensured that Dafydd was able to continue to unlawfully imprison victims of the gang in the dungeon at the North Wales Hospital without any questions being asked.

Paul Jones – and the even more famous Rhys Ifans, who grew up in Ruthin and went to school in Mold and was a friend of Gruff Rhys – have done very nicely out of Theatre Gwynedd, as have a few folk who enjoyed going along to watch the productions (as I did). But a lot of people paid a very great price for Theatre Clwyd. It’s called democracy Paul – a vicious paedophile gang being ignored because the Chief Exec of the County Council wants a theatre is not worth it. If you and Rhys wanted careers as actors there would have been a better way than that.

I note that Paul Jones came from Denbigh. Employment for the whole town was provided by the North Wales Hospital and when it closed – whilst Paul was at school – there was no other work. That was why no-one in that town – or any politician who stood for election there – would say a word about the rampant abuse that was going on in the institution. They should have. Hundreds of people were incarcerated, many of them illegally and a number of people were never seen again. The answer was to have admitted what was going on and at the same time press for continued development of the town, so that it would have a future that was not dependent upon Dafydd and a paedophile gang. A theatre in a neighbouring town providing titbits for a few fortunate people and their friends and relatives was not the answer.

 

More PR for the Betsi and the paedophiles’ friends was provided by BBC News Wales Online in the guise of a feature on Rhiannon Tudor Edwards. Rhiannon is Co-Director of the Centre for Health Economics and Medicines Evaluation at Bangor University, along with Dyfrig Hughes. Rhiannon is well-known because she lost her sight when she was young and is accompanied by a guide dog. Profiles of Rhiannon always mention her sterling work in health economics and summarise it as Rhiannon and Dyfrig researching and advising as to how the NHS can obtain ‘best value for money’. One glimpse of the NHS in north Wales – or indeed anywhere else – suggests that Rhiannon and Dyfrig are not dispensing very good advice, or if they are their advice is being ignored.

Rhiannon did her PhD at York University and lectured in health economics at Liverpool University. She also had an Honorary position with Liverpool Health Authority.  She and Dyfrig were ‘head hunted’ – I’d be interested to know by whom and why – to set up their unit at Bangor in 1998. Rhiannon works closely with a number of UKCRC registered Trials Units. She has worked in collaboration with trials of public health and psychosocial interventions and lead the economic evaluation of a range of trials in dementia care and parenting programmes.

Rhiannon  has served terms on the MRC  Steering Group on the economic returns of biomedical research in the UK, Wales Office for Research and Development in Health and Social Care Grants Committee and, with colleagues at Bangor, supported  the NICE  Collaborating  Centre  for  Cancer.

Rhiannon’s bread and butter is reassuring everyone that what is failing so dismally and so lethally in NHS Wales is actually a rip-roaring success. Wales has some of the worst health outcomes in Europe – and Rhiannon and Dyfrig have been telling NHS Wales what to fund for 20 years now. Rhiannon has been at the heart of giving the green light to numerous ‘interventions’ which do not work and which only ever found their way into the clinic because of the manipulation of data by everybody involved.

Rhiannon’s work on dementia care was carried out with Prof Bob Woods. Bob Woods was one of the paedophiles’ friends who worked in Newcastle-Upon-Tyne and the Institute of Psychiatry before going to Bangor (see post ‘The Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Connection?’). He led the clinical psychology training programme in north Wales whilst it was based at the North Wales Hospital and he knew what was happening to patients. Bob Woods is an advisor to the Betsi on dementia care – he has advised on dementia care in north Wales for years. The result was Tawel Fan. Presumably Bob had OK’d the ‘care’ – elderly people crawling around naked on floors covered in urine and faeces, one of them with an untreated broken arm – and Rhiannon had reassured everyone that it was value for money.

Rhiannon’s work on ‘parenting’ was carried out with Judy Hutchings – Hutchings was named ‘woman of the year’ in Wales a few years ago. Hutchings was a child psychologist working in a region in which a paedophile gang operated through the welfare services, of course she was woman of the year, look who was sitting in the Senedd at the time – there was Jane Hutt, Brian Gibbons, Rhodri and Julie Morgan etc. Hutchings’s parenting work – ‘Incredible Years’ – was also going horribly wrong but that wasn’t mentioned at the Glittering Awards Ceremony. I knew someone who’s young nephew’s dad died of cancer and the little boy’s mum was horrified to receive a letter from a member of Hutchings’s team offering her the ‘parenting programme’ because her little boy was distressed and they wondered if she and her ‘ex husband’ had been aggressive in front of the little boy. The boy’s mum contacted the Incredible Years chumps and explained that her late – rather than ex – husband had recently died slowly of cancer which was why she was a single parent and probably why her son was distressed.

I and a colleague attended a public lecture of Rhiannon’s a few years ago. The lecture was one of a series which had been organised by Richard Tranter, a Top Doctor at the Hergest Unit who was spearheading the propaganda war on behalf of the paedophiles’ friends at the time after Health Minister Edwina Hart had abolished the NW Wales NHS Trust. Richard later scuttled off to New Zealand when even Rhiannon and Dyfrig could no longer disguise what was happening at the Hergest Unit.

Rhiannon’s lecture was certainly interesting. It was advertised as a lecture on health economics. There was a slide of Rhiannon’s dad – a Top Doctor – who, as Rhiannon explained, inspired her to take up a career in health economics on the grounds that the NHS Must Always Be Protected. Then there were a number of slides of Rhiannon out riding on her horse with her friend Linda Dykes, a Top Doctor from the A&E Dept of Ysbyty Gwynedd. For many years now Linda has ignored the sight of psych patients being met with aggression or refused treatment by the staff the A&E Dept. Then Rhiannon made a number of statements about NHS funding and health economics that both I and my colleague noticed were wrong. We presumed that this was a minor slip up – but no, a number of other statements followed which were equally wrong. We both noticed that Rhiannon felt able to speak on matters completely outside of her experience without any qualifying comments.

The finale was questions from the audience. Both I and my colleague decided that we weren’t even going to go there. There were a lot of Top Doctors from Ysbyty Gwynedd in the audience who had lapped up Rhiannon’s uncritical praise of them and their work – and cooed over the photos of dad and Blind Woman On Horse – but one seemed a bit out of sorts and grumpily raised his hand. He told Rhiannon that he was a highly qualified man and he would decide what was best for his patients and he wanted to do lots of private work as well and why should he be told what to do by the bloody Welsh Gov’t. I resisted the temptation to yell out ‘because they pay you the best part of a hundred grand a year to serve the public you arrogant bastard’ – which was just as well because Rhiannon set him straight. Rhiannon explained that she will always support the NHS like her dad did before her, because the NHS was set up to Help The Poor and the Poor receive far more benefit from the NHS than everyone else. My colleague and I left before we threw up.

Rhiannon – the people who have done really well out of the NHS in north Wales are you and your colleagues, not The Poor. Every analysis has demonstrated that the more advantaged socio-economic groups gain far more from the NHS than do disadvantaged groups. The NHS institutionally discriminates against people with serious mental health problems and learning disabilities to such an extent that their life spans are decades shorter than other people. Poor people in every part of the UK die at a younger age than affluent people – and in some areas the gap is widening. Whilst you wrote papers with Bob Woods and Judy Hutchings, the ‘services’ that they provided trafficked young people into sex work.

Rhiannon is living proof that middle class people, even when they have disabilities, do rather better out of the welfare system than other people. Rhiannon is a health economist who has taken advantage of Gov’t support to provide her with assistance at work, both in terms of manpower (or it’s probably woman power) and hi tech equipment. I know a woman from Caernarfon with sight loss as severe as Rhiannon’s. She has been offered a guide dog but not a lot else. She has had no paid jobs since she left school at 16 other than ‘work experience’ schemes. Unlike Rhiannon she didn’t go to Atlantic College – one of the most expensive schools in Wales – and then do a degree. She went to Ysgol Sir Huw Owen in Caernarfon where she was so badly bullied for being blind that she seized every opportunity not to go to school. She ended up in the hands of the mental health services where yet more damage was inflicted upon her by some of those with whom Rhiannon works. She very nearly ended up in prison when she was younger as a result of trivial offences, but a lecturer from Bangor University who knew her socially made representation to the magistrates and offered to support her. She has spent the last ten years leading a very much more meaningful life than she ever would have if she had remained in the clutches of those whom Rhiannon has assessed as providing good value for money.

 

Jeremy Hunt has been fighting the tidal wave of propaganda himself this week. There is outrage that Hunt has offered NHS workers a 6% pay rise but in return has withdrawn a days holiday from them. Jeremy Corbyn is livid. I don’t think there is anything to worry about, I can tell the two Jeremys exactly what will happen. The NHS workers will take their pay rise and will all send in a sick note at a time convenient to them to ensure that they don’t lose their days holiday, they’ll be organising the campaign right now.

 

Oh, No! It’s The Pathetic Sharks…

A running theme throughout this blog has been how very inadequate many of those who assisted the paedophiles’ friends actually were and are – north Wales overflows with Angels/social workers/councillors/therapists and myriad others who, when they realise that there are lawyers to be consulted or publications to be written, shriek ‘I hope you’re not going to mention my name’ or when faced with highly incriminating evidence resort of course to the perennial favourite ‘we didn’t know’. Oh yes they did. The Pathetic Sharks remain pathetic even when they manage to crawl into a Parliament of some sort – hence Lesley Griffiths feels able to lecture wimmin aspiring to enter politics on how she used to feel nervous speaking in front of all the men but the good thing about being in politics is that you can help the mums and really get things done (see post ‘History Repeats Itself, First As Tragedy, Second As Farce’).

The Pathetic Sharks have become noticeably desperate at certain times – these times correlate with the times where it looked likely that the wheels might come off the bandwagon and that the gaffe was about to be blown with regard to the extent of the wrongdoing and the number of people who were involved, as well of course as their seniority. Once the Pathetic Sharks’ anxiety had decreased when someone had been stuffed over, imprisoned or found dead, various rewards – including promotions and gongs – would be dished out.

I have done a lot of mapping of honours – including peerages – on this blog but I’m ashamed to say that I missed one of the most crucial – the knighting of Peter Morrison. Because of who his family were, I presumed that Peter Morrison inherited his title. He didn’t. Peter Morrison became Sir Peter Morrison as a result of a gesture by HM Queen Lilibet – in Feb 1991. Presumably the child molesting friend of Thatcher received this reward from Lilibet for having led Thatcher’s unsuccessful leadership campaign at the end of 1990, which led to her departure from No 10 – it was always alleged that Lilibet and Thatcher hated each other.

What was I doing when Lilibet touched the paedophile on the shoulder with a sword? Sitting in Springfield Hospital facing serious criminal charges after Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) and his wife Dr Sadie Francis had perjured themselves – with the full knowledge of the BMA and MDU – whilst being denounced as ‘extremely dangerous’ after Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and Prof Robert Bluglass had a word with Dr Robin Jacobson and Prof Nigel Eastman, who admitted in writing that they knew that Dafydd and co were abusing patients. Not only had I lost my job, but one of my former housemates from north Wales who knew some of what had happened up there was having the boot put into him by the Top Doctors whilst he worked for a pharmaceutical company in Kent and was gradually being forced out. Another friend who worked at the Royal Television Society who had also been a witness and who had wanted to make a film about north Wales was also in the process of being unlawfully dismissed. Her husband worked in the drama commissioning department at the BBC and had been told that they would make sure that he ‘never worked in this town again’ after he refused to accept a bribe. Weeks later he was transferred to Manchester – he was later made redundant. The Chairman of the BBC at the time of the attempted bribe was Thatcher’s mate Marmaduke Hussey and the DG was Thatcher’s other mate Michael Checkland.

So once it was considered that we had all been dealt with, Morrison could be knighted. The Pathetic Sharks got in a tizzy again just over a year later with the General Election looming, but a few more people’s lives were wrecked to keep them quiet. Gordon Anglesea began suing the people who’d dared to name him in the media as one of the paedophiles who was abusing kids in care in north Wales and just a few days after John Major had won the election, five more witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed when a firebomb was thrown into the flat where they had been invited to a party. One man who survived the fire was found dead sometime later after he had claimed that witnesses were being murdered and had given evidence in Court against John Allen (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’).

That firebomb certainly persuaded a great many people to keep quiet and to refuse to assist the victims of Dafydd and the paedophiles in any way.

Interestingly enough, Gordon Anglesea’s libel case – which eventually took place in 1994 and resulted in him being awarded nearly £400k damages (see posts ‘Y Gwir Yn Erbyn Y Byd’ and ‘Y Gwir Yn Erbyn Y Byd – A Few Additional Comments’) – took place at the Royal Courts of Justice in the Strand. Which is where the hearing regarding the attempt to imprison me in spring 1991 took place – I was living back in north Wales by then, but was summoned down to the Strand, to one of the Courts next door to where Helena Kennedy was busy fighting for justice for Sara Thornton, at Sara’s first unsuccessful appeal – the Helena who was mates with Nigel Eastman of St George’s Hospital (see post ‘Eve Was Framed – As Were A Lot Of Other People’)…

So someone in the Royal Courts of Justice was obviously keen to help Dafydd and the paedophiles.

Shortly after Gordon Anglesea won his libel case at the end of 1994, Mark Humphreys – who had given evidence against him – was found dead.

The Pathetic Sharks were very busy in 1994.  The year didn’t start too well for them, because in January the Jillings Inquiry was launched to investigate the abuse of children in Clwyd – the Inquiry was Chaired by John Jillings, the former Director of Social Services for Derbyshire. Where there was a paedophile ring which had links with the one under investigation in north Wales. See post ‘It’s A Piece of Cake’ for details of the horrors of the child abuse in Clwyd and how the Jillings Report in full never actually got to see the light of day.

In 1994 Anglesea won his case, my friend’s husband had been forced out of his job at the BBC – the Chairman was still Marmaduke Hussey but by then the DG was Peter Mandelson’s mate John Birt – and Michael Howard at the Home Office finally ruined Mary Wynch (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’). The small number of MPs who had been bellyaching about Mary’s case and who signed an Early Day Motion in 1992 in support of her went very quiet and were all eventually bought off with peerages, except for David Bellotti the Lib Dem who ran the campaign to support Mary – he lost his seat and never re-entered national politics. Alex Carlile was the last one who dared ask a question about Mary’s case – in April 1995. Carlile never mentioned Mary again. The Gov’t s expert on anti-terrorist legislation!

The Pathetic Sharks had good reason to panic in 1994 even if they had a safe pair of hands leading the Jillings Investigation – because Peter Howarth and Paul Wilson were standing trial at Chester Crown Court for abusing children in care in north Wales. Matt Arnold, the Head of Bryn Estyn, had been Peter Howarth’s boss when they had both worked at Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead – Howarth was known to have abused children there as well. Arnold was appointed Head of Bryn Estyn in May 1973 and in Nov 1973 he offered Howarth a job there. On 9 June 1994 Matt Arnold died of an ‘unspecified blood disease’. How true this was is anyone’s guess – the Top Doctors find it impossible to tell the truth on any matter relating to Dafydd and the paedophiles, including the cause of death and furthermore people who might be in danger of naming names have a tendency to conveniently die just before they might be asked to do this. Peter Howarth’s and Paul Wilson’s trial began four days later on 13 June 1994 – Howarth was convicted and sentenced to 10 years in prison. Wilson was acquitted of all charges.

Howarth died in HMP Wakefield in April 1997 – it was said of a heart attack. Which must have been a great relief to a great many people because it meant that he wouldn’t be around to throw a spanner in the works in the Waterhouse Inquiry which by then had opened and was about to start hearing evidence from the witnesses. Howarth was also out of the way just in time for Blair to become PM a couple of weeks later and not have to worry about Howarth popping up at some time in the future dropping a few people in it.

At the time that Matt Arnold had died and Howarth stood trial, the British Labour Party was without a permanent leader – because John Smith had died on 12 May 1994. Smith had a heart attack in his flat in the Barbican, was taken to Barts, but gosh the Top Doctors just couldn’t revive him – and Smith had only been on a tour of the Barts A&E Dept two weeks previously  because it was under threat of closure! For details – including of Dr Tony Francis’s interest in and reaction to John Smith’s death – see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – The Scottish Play’. (No-one is safe, I do keep telling people.) The acting Labour leader was Margaret Beckett, that harmless old lady who just loves to trundle off in her caravan and who became a national joke during the expenses scandal when it was revealed that she wasted a great deal of tax-payers money on a pergola on the grounds that she was Foreign Secretary and could not be found to be in possession of a sub-standard pergola. Although as Mark Steel remarked, it was highly unlikely that visiting Presidents were going to be so disgusted at the state of Beckett’s pergola that they would have been in danger of declaring war on Britain.

Margaret’s constituency is Derby South!

It was July 21 before the Labour Party acquired a new leader – Blair! Whose wife just happened to have been a mentor to so many of those radical lawyers who were involved with – or who were close to people who were involved with – the London boroughs responsible for kids in care who were being so brutally abused. One of Cherie’s pals is Max Beloff QC – who was the man who’s legal advice to the insurers of Clwyd County Council ensured that the Jillings Report was made available in full and unredacted to precisely no-one except for the lawyers and insurers of Clwyd County Council. Of course Blair himself had also been a barrister – he was George Carman’s junior – Carman, the most corrupt barrister in the UK who knew all about the paedophile gangs that were causing havoc in the nation’s social services, Carman who had been retained by Jimmy Savile (see posts ‘No Ordinary Methods’ and ‘No Ordinary Methods – Supplementary Post’). Blair – who represented a constituency in the north east not a million miles away from Gateshead and who was mates with Ernest Armstrong, the former MP who had concealed what Howarth and Arnold had got up to in Gateshead before they had ever arrived in north Wales (see post ‘ The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’).

The Most Dangerous Man In The World however had not yet become PM – that role was still occupied by John Major who was encouraging everyone to get back to basics.

 

The Final Solution looked close on 13 July 1995 when Sir Peter Morrison was found dead at his London home – he had stood down as the MP for Chester at the 1992 General Election. Morrison’s wiki page says that he died from a heart attack, but at the time no-one was quite sure how he died. He was only 51 and it was presumed that he had fallen – Gyles Brandreth, who succeeded Morrison’s seat – discusses it in his book. Not that a 51 year old man falling onto a soft expensive carpet usually results in death, but of course it was finally concluded that there really was nothing suspicious at all about the unexpected death of a not very old child molester who’s activities with Dafydd and the paedophiles had the potential to cause so much trouble that it was worth someone’s while murdering as many of the witnesses as possible.

In July 1995 my friend Brown – another witness to what had happened to me at the hands of Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends – was forced out of his job at Aston University. The Vice-Chancellor of Aston was Sir Frederick Crawford, Thatcher’s henchman who was later the centre of a grade A row regarding his status as a Freemason when he was appointed Chairman of the Criminal Cases Review Commission. Crawford had an off the rails son who used to boast that he could always get out of trouble because of who his father was – he was found dead in a hotel in Israel.

Because people just would not stop banging on about the possibility of a paedophile ring at work in north Wales and Cheshire with links to Westminster, in May 1995 the Welsh Office – who had spent decades concealing the paedophile ring in north Wales with links to Westminster – appointed Nicola Davies QC in May 1995 to conduct a review of the paperwork concerned with the child abuse in north Wales. Nicola came with the finest credentials – she had defended many a Top Doctor in trouble, including those involved in the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal, which provided such a useful distraction from Dafydd and the paedophiles of north Wales just when they needed it (see post ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas And The Culprits Were Named’). Nicola found that no paperwork existed from since 1989! Well just fancy that.

Never mind Nicola, I’ve got 10,000 documents here – including paperwork from those missing years…

Nicola concluded that a Public Inquiry into the abuse of children in north Wales was not needed – Nicola has since gone on to great things, including becoming Dame Nicola and the Presiding Judge of the Wales Circuit (see post ‘This Is What Happened To Nicola, Niclas, Merfyn, Joan and Kathryn’). Lord Hague of the Mother of All Cover-Ups, the Secretary of State for Wales, announced on Dec 11 1995 that a Public Inquiry was not justified.

Before Hague became Secretary of State for Wales, some rather curious things occurred with regard to that particular Gov’t position. John Redwood had held the post between 27 May 1993-26 June 1995. Then David Hunt was appointed – but only until 5 July 1995. Then Hague was appointed and remained in position until Blair won the election in May 1997.

David Hunt was an old lag where the Welsh Office was concerned – he been a junior Minister and was then Secretary of State between May 1990-May 1993. Thus Hunt was the man who had to deal with the dysfunctional idiocy of Gwynedd Health Authority back in 1989, when the Authority was effectively bankrupt and was failing to deliver even the most basic of services (see post ‘A Visit To Gwynedd Archives’). Hunt was then Welsh Secretary throughout the years of attempts to imprison me, the years of me and my friends being hounded out of jobs – and he was in post when that firebomb killed five witnesses.

Hunt’s talents were called upon once again just at the time that Dafydd was allowed to ‘retire’ without any of the serious complaints about him being followed up – and with the contract to provide ‘substance abuse services’ for north Wales (see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’). Hunt was also at the scene when those lies were told in 1995 about the North Wales Hospital closing down – part of it had remained open with the knowledge of virtually no-one.

Hague did of course have a change of heart regarding a Public Inquiry a few months later and in 1996 he announced the Waterhouse Inquiry. Presumably now that Morrison and Matt Arnold were dead, Dafydd was being given money and customers to keep him in business and Howarth was safely in prison, Hague was happy to tie up the loose ends with an entirely rigged Inquiry, Chaired by a man who was a personal friend of many of those who had held senior positions whilst Dafydd and the paedophiles had been allowed to do whatever they wanted. Someone else was dead as well by the time that Hague announced the Waterhouse Inquiry – the young man featured in my post ‘It’s All About Protecting Children’, who had detailed knowledge of a family which included a child sex offender, who had entered into a corrupt deal with Gwynedd Social Services, the Gwynedd Councillor Dafydd Orwig, the North Wales Housing Association and a former police officer Jo Bott, in order to fleece and frame a innocent person who had knowledge of the offences committed by members of this family as well as of Dafydd and the paedophiles. The young man was hit by a lorry and killed near Bethesda in 1995.

 

The Pathetic Sharks had actually been busy at the very beginning of 1994, just after the launch of the Jillings Investigation, but it is only recently that someone pointed this out to me. I did notice the event when it occurred, but I had no idea that it had any connection to Dafydd and the paedophiles. In Feb 1994 I was standing at the bus stop in Rachub near Bethesda with my friend when an old bloke – who was universally known as ‘that dirty old man who lives in Water Street’ – came out of the shop in a state of great excitement, shoved his newspaper under the nose of my friend saying ‘Christ look at this’ and showed us a headline about a Tory MP who had been found dead wearing nought but stockings and suspenders. It really made the dirty old man’s day and I expect that the Sun made a packet out of it as well.

On 7 Feb 1994 Stephen Gilligan, the Tory MP for Eastleigh was found dead in his house in Chiswick. Stephen was found by Vera Taggart, who was variously described as his secretary, his cleaner and his housekeeper. Stephen was found naked except for a pair of stockings and suspenders, had an electrical flex around his neck, a black bin liner over his head and a segment of orange in his mouth. No drugs, alcohol or any other substances were found in Stephen’s body. Those close to Stephen maintained that he had been murdered in circumstances designed to smear him. The pathologist involved in the case concluded that Stephen had died as a result of auto-erotic asphyxiation.

The forensic pathologist who performed the post mortem on Stephen Milligan and who maintained that Milligan died from auto-erotic asphyxiation was Dr Iain West, a Home Office pathologist.

West graduated from Edinburgh University in 1967 and his first job was at Addenbrookes Hospital in Cambridge – he worked as a pathologist at Addenbrookes until 1974. Baroness Jean Trumpington – who when she was a junior Health Minister appointed Jimmy Savile to his management position at Broadmoor – wielded a great degree of influence at Addenbrookes (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’). In 1974 West relocated to St Thomas’s and then in 1978 he began working at Guy’s, where he remained until he retired in 1998. He became Head of Dept in 1984 and remained there after Guy’s merged with St Thomas’s.

West’s obituaries described him as ‘larger than life’ who’s death was ‘untimely’. It was noted that ‘some of his conclusions about cases were controversial’ – as indeed was his conclusion regarding the manner in which Stephen Milligan had died ie. that he had died as a result of auto-erotic asphyxiation. Segments of orange are allegedly used by people with a penchant for auto-erotic asphyxiation to overcome the unpleasant fumes of amyl nitrate which is often used in the practice – yet there was no trace of amyl nitrate found in or near Milligan. It is unlikely that he’d have just been sucking on a piece of orange whilst hanging himself to pass the time of day. Milligan’s friends and people who did not believe that he had died in the manner assumed by Iain West maintained that he had been killed by a third party who wanted to smear his character.

Immediately prior to his death, Milligan had been upset about a TV programme that had been screened about employment in Eastleigh which he felt had shown the constituency in a negative light and had tarnished his image. In the wake of his death John Major made comments about Milligan having obviously been a very unhappy man. There was no evidence of this at all – Milligan was upset about the TV programme, but he wasn’t suicidal or depressed. He was engaged to Julie Kirkbride, a political journalist for the Sunday Telegraph who later became the Tory MP for Bromsgrove – although there have been allegations that Stephen was gay and had entered into a convenient arrangement with Julie for political purposes – and had been active in the Commons right up to his death.

Milligan however had been party to a great deal of information that a great many people would not have wanted made public. He was PPS to Jonathan Aitken, who was Minister of State for Defence Procurement. Aitken had been busy in 1993 with his dodgy deals with Saudi arms traders in the Ritz in Paris, about which he later lied – it was this that eventually resulted in his conviction for perjury in 1997 and his subsequent imprisonment. Aitken was associated with some odd and unsavoury people who claimed to have links with the security services, including Alan Clark, who were members of a group called Le Cercle (see post ‘Their Trade Is Fuckwittery’). Aitken lived in Lord North Street, as did Sir Peter Morrison – who was one of the MPs who was participating in the gay sex parties which were the subject of rumours swirling around Westminster after Milligan’s death.

People close to Milligan also alleged that he knew of plans to stop the footballer Justin Fashanu going public regarding his claims to have participated in gay sex with two senior Cabinet Ministers.

Iain West worked for the Home Office – a hive of corruption both at the time of Milligan’s death when Michael Howard was Home Secretary and for many years previously as scandal after scandal was covered-up, particularly with regard to the organised abuse of children in north Wales and elsewhere. Dr Donald Wayte worked as a Home Office pathologist at the same time – Wayte presided over the lunacy in north Wales, felt able to make comments in public for which he had absolutely no evidence at all and allowed local schoolchildren to accompany him on his duties at work. Wayte’s wife Avril sits on the Board of Dafydd’s charity CAIS, along with the other paedophiles’ friends. Unless she has now retired, Avril presides over the chaos which is the pathology service at the Betsi. Donald Wayte was the pathologist in the 1996 Sophie Hook murder case, which resulted in the imprisonment of Howard Hughes, a former resident of both Bryn Estyn and Garth Angharad – many people are convinced that Hughes is the victim of a major miscarriage of justice. The Home Office had also colluded with Dafydd’s fast and loose prescribing of just about anything on earth for years, whilst Bing Spear – who was clearly corrupt and probably an addict himself – led the Home Office’s Drugs Branch (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’).

At the time of Milligan’s death and in the following months, Dafydd was regularly appearing in the media – both locally and nationally – being touted as an expert on substance abuse, spouting nonsense about being ‘Europe’s leading forensic psychiatrist’ and telling the world how the North Wales Hospital Denbigh was ‘unique’. Which I suppose it was, not even the Maudsley had a dungeon in which to imprison the victims of a paedophile gang, but Dafydd didn’t ever explain that it was that which was the unique aspect of Denbigh.  Dafydd was wheeled out on the Kane Debates to discuss the serious problem of Cannabis Psychosis, he popped up on Kilroy – sharing his seat with Kilroy’s buttock –  and he was on S4C virtually every week . For one S4C programme, the cameraman actually got into the cockpit of Dafydd’s light aircraft with him and filmed Biggles being interviewed in the skies above north Wales. We were pissing ourselves in our house every time that we saw one of these ludicrous programmes – we were so busy laughing at the nation’s media giving airtime to this mad old bugger who was engaged in a grade A battle with Gwynedd Health Authority because he had become too embarrassing even for them and they were trying to force him to retire, that we missed the safety risks involved when the cameraman went up in the skies with Dafydd. Dafydd crashed his car virtually every time that he drove over to Denbigh and he kept crashing that plane as well – who on earth deemed him fit to keep his pilot’s licence? For further details of the idiocy that escalated as Dafydd fought against retirement and the closure of Denbigh, please see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’

West’s Guardian obituary observed that ‘his findings…extended into the political world’. West certainly was asked to take on cases of the utmost political sensitivity and he acted for both the defence and prosecution in numerous murder cases.

West’s cases included: Robert Maxwell, Tyra Henry, WPC Yvonne Fletcher and Jill Dando. It was West who performed the second autopsy on Cap’n Bob and discovered some torn muscles in his back – demonstrating that Maxwell had clung onto his yacht at some point when going overboard and thus it was concluded that he wasn’t pushed. West was commissioned by an insurance company who stood to pay out £20 million if Maxwell’s death was other than an accident or murder. West concluded that it was suicide. The combination of Robert Maxwell, an insurance company, and a Top Doctor attached to the most elite medical school in the UK which does exactly what the powerful tell it to do who also works for the Home Office – Maxwell died in Nov 1991 when the Home Secretary was Kenneth Baker – suggests that we will never get to the truth. Tyra Henry was the baby who died in the care of Lambeth Borough Council whilst Paul Boateng’s wife Janet and her colleagues at Lambeth Social Services tied themselves up in knots with the politics of race. Yvonne Fletcher was killed by shots fired from the Libyan Embassy and her death precipitated a diplomatic crisis which eventually led to a bombing raid on Libya carried out from US air bases in the UK. Jill Dando’s death resulted in a serious miscarriage of justice after a service user was fitted up, despite being at a day centre some four miles away when she was killed by what was clearly a professional assassin. The more recent rumours regarding the killer’s motive have revolved around Jill having knowledge of a VIP paedophile ring involving people from the BBC. Jill’s Crimewatch colleague Sue Cook had a close friendship with George Carman, the most corrupt barrister in the UK – and Blair’s former boss – who knew all about VIP sex rings in north Wales and elsewhere (see posts ‘No Ordinary Methods’ and ‘No Ordinary Methods – Supplementary Post’).

West’s most high profile case was that of the death of Kenya’s Foreign Minister, Dr Robert Ouko. Knacker of the Yard was sent out to Kenya to investigate and West’s opinion was sought.

West was also involved in the King’s Cross fire investigation and the genocide perpetrated by Saddam Hussein – the one which the UK didn’t take a great deal of notice of at the time, although Blair suddenly started banging on about it some years later when he went to war with Iraq because George Dubya Bush told him to.

Iain West’s advice was sought when the IRA blew the Tories up in the Grand Hotel in Brighton and in the cases of the London Harrods bombing and and the Hyde Park bombing.

The Telegraph’s obituary of Iain West stated that he ‘was always scrupulously honest and would never alter his evidence to fit a scenario’. In fact West was so fantastic at working out the scenario, that in some of his cases the criminals who were later fingered for the murders confessed to exactly the same scenario that West had predicted! Things went embarrassingly wrong with the business of Jill Dando obviously, but her fiance is now Top Doctor to Buck House so there’s been a happy ending and more importantly one which ensures that he’s not going to ask any difficult questions.

Iain West was called upon to advise on the Clapham Rail Disaster in 1988 and he made a number of safety recommendations. So that will explain why in 1999 he was called upon once more to advise the Paddington Rail Disaster.

West was President Elect of the British Association of Forensic Medicine and a member of the Home Office Policy Advisory Board for Forensic Pathology. In the years before his death in 2001, West expressed concern about the parlous nature of UK forensic pathology – so he obviously didn’t notice the presence of Donald Wayte for several decades or notice that he himself had been leading the profession for several decades. It was thus only reasonable that West Chaired the working party ‘Towards A Unified Forensic Pathology Service for England and Wales’ when the Home Office set up a review of forensic pathology services.

Whilst West worked at Guy’s he established a computerised database regarding forensic cases for use as a reference source for lawyers, police forces and pathologists. No doubt many people found it very useful when they wanted a bit of guidance as to who to fit up in the event of a body being found.

Iain West lived in East Sussex – not a million miles away from Brighton. John Allen trafficked children who had been abused at the Bryn Alyn Community to brothels which he owned in Brighton and the five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal who were killed by a firebomb in 1992 died at a party in a flat in Brighton. John Allen had told one of the party goers that he would see them there, but he didn’t turn up (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’). Keith Best, the Tory MP for Ynys Mon, 1979-87 and barrister who was a Minister in the Welsh Office who assisted in concealing the wrongdoing of Dafydd and the paedophiles, was born in Brighton, went to Brighton College and was a Brighton Borough Councillor, 1976-80. Just for good measure, Dafydd’s mate Professor Jim Watson worked at Guys and St Thomas’s at the same time as Iain West.

Iain West’s hobby was firearms and shooting.

West’s first boss and the man who inducted him into the ways of forensic pathology was Prof Austin Gresham, who spent his whole career at Cambridge. Gresham was a Home Office pathologist who was involved in the memorable case of Julie Ward, a young woman who disappeared whilst on safari in Kenya in Sept 1988. The Julie Ward case was seriously weird. She was last seen on Sept 6 1988 – the Kenyan authorities claimed that she had been killed by lions. Julie disappeared on the Masai Mara game reserve and there were concerns expressed that the Kenyan authorities were reluctant to admit that she might have been murdered because of their fears that their tourist industry would incur damage. Which could well have been true. However, Julie’s father John – a Suffolk business man with a great deal of money to spare – maintained that he did not believe what he was being told and he flew to Kenya himself to conduct his own investigation.

On Sept 13 1988 John Ward found Julie’s remains, in a remote area of the Masai Mara reserve and those remains were given to Gresham to examine. Gresham’s conclusion was that Julie’s body had been dismembered with a machete, doused in petrol and set alight. He maintained that her bones had sharp cuts upon them, rather than gnaw marks – thus she had been murdered not killed by animals.

The whole case was a diplomatic nightmare for the British Gov’t – Kenya was desperate not to have a collapsing tourist industry on its hands and Thatcher’s Gov’t wanted to maintain good relations with the Kenyan Gov’t. The President at the time was Daniel arap Moi – there was much evidence that his regime was guilty of serious human rights abuses.

While the explanations given by the Kenyan authorities regarding Julie’s death did seem somewhat outlandish – it was also suggested that she had committed suicide or had even been killed by lightening whilst up a tree causing her body fell to the ground which was chewed by the lions – there is something gobsmackingly obvious that no-one mentioned. John Ward – an hotelier – flew to Kenya and after a matter of days found Julie’s remains in a remote area of the game reserve. Just like that. There was no mention of a finger tip search involving scores of police, sniffer dogs et al. He just went there and hey presto, found Julie’s body. Searching the Masai Mara will not be like having a root around in one’s vegetable patch – there is quite a lot of the Masai Mara. Furthermore, Ward will have had to negotiate the lions, cheetahs, giraffes, zebras, wildebeests – who might even have been migrating or something – hyenas, elephants, leopards and a great many other things including David Attenborough and his film crew. How did Ward know that the burnt bones were those of Julie? A heap of burnt bones are not that recognisable – that is how the likes of Gresham make a living at doing things with them and drawing conclusions.

The death of Julie Ward was one of those stories that ran and ran. In 1992, two park rangers were tried for Julie’s murder and acquitted. In 1998, the head park warden was put on trial and acquitted.

Allegations and counter-allegations have flown back and forth. It was alleged that one coroner’s report was altered to disguise the cuts in Julie’s bones. John Ward maintained that the British authorities obstructed his attempts to achieve justice and it was said that a report compiled by Jon Stoddard, the Chief Constable of Lincolnshire, which heavily criticised the FCO and the British High Commission in Kenya, was suppressed on National Security grounds, because it ‘shamed’ Britain.

In 2004 an inquest in Britain returned an verdict of unlawful killing. Dr Peter Dean, the Greater Suffolk coroner, maintained that there had been a ‘blatant and astonishingly clumsy cover-up’. In the same year, a former Kenyan intelligence officer – who had previously been the chief suspect for Julie’s murder himself – claimed that he had witnessed Julie being raped and murdered by three men.

In Oct 2009 John Yates, the head of the Met’s anti-terrorism squad paid a visit to Kenya to make further inquiries about Julie’s death. Julie’s death is not thought to have been linked to terrorism, but Yates’s previous role was in the Met’s Special Crime Directorate and he had responsibility for certain murder cases. John Yates was ‘Yates of the Yard’ who became famous for heading the ‘Cash for Honours’ investigation. It was said that human DNA from the murder scene – thought to be that of the attacker – had been identified. Furthermore, a new witness approached John Ward through his lawyer who maintained that the burnt remains were placed in the remote area of the Masai Mara where John Ward discovered them to throw investigators off the scent of the murder site.

I’m not sure how the ground lies at present with regard to the investigation into Julie’s death – even a few years ago, John Ward had already spent the best part of one million investigating and had made 100 trips to Kenya.

Much as I sympathise with Mr Ward and I can absolutely accept that he wasn’t convinced by the Kenyan authorities explanations for his daughter’s death, I’m not sure that anything else can be believed either – not the convenient discovery of bones in the middle of Africa which just happened to be those of Julie or the word of coroners or senior police officers who tend not to disagree with powerful people or institutions.

The one person whom I also believe could have been guaranteed not to tell the whole truth was Austin Gresham. This was a Top Doctor working for the Home Office whilst Douglas Hurd was Home Secretary – victims of Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales were being framed and sent to prison or high security hospitals (see post ‘ Security, Security’) and documentation was being fabricated by the Home Office as well as by the Dafydd, the paedophiles’ friends and the Mental Health Act Commission (see post ‘Additional Security Measures’). Just weeks before Julie had disappeared, Professors Robert Owen, Robert Bluglass  and Dr Colin Berry had conspired and lied to conceal the criminal activity of Dafydd, Tony Francis and the paedophiles (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’).  Furthermore Gresham worked at Addenbrookes, an institution over which Thatcher’s junior Health Minister Trumpers – who by then had installed Jimmy Savile as the manager of Broadmoor – wielded considerable influence (see post ’95 Glorious Years’). If there was one thing that the Top Doctors do not do in politically charged cases it is to tell the truth.

There is something else about Gresham that would ensure that he was compromised. Gresham was born in Wrexham and went to school there, at Grove Park School. Bang in the middle of the paedophiles and the paedophiles’ friends’ territory. Gresham went onto Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge and then to King’s College Hospital for his clinical training.

Austin Gresham published ‘A Colour Atlas Of Forensic Pathology’, a gory compilation of photos of the corpses of people who had met a sticky end, as well as photos of severed limbs, body parts and maggot infested cadavers. This was the book that inspired the Britart movement of the 1980s and 90s, including Damien Hirst’s installation ‘The Physical Impossibility Of Death In The Mind Of Someone Living’ – more popularly known as ‘The Dead Shark’…

When Iain West relocated to Guy’s in 1978, the Head of Dept was Professor Keith Mant. Mant had been involved in the investigation of Nazi war crimes after WWII, including the human medical experiments, particularly those carried out at Ravensbruck. When Mant returned to England he worked at St Mary’s Paddington and was then offered a job at Guy’s by Keith Simpson, the Professor of Forensic Medicine – who also had a Harley Street practice. Mant became Head of Dept when Simpson retired in 1972.

Simpson was born in Brighton, his father was a GP and Simpson attended Brighton, Hove and Sussex Grammar School, so he got off to a flying start in terms of future potential for assisting the paedophiles’ friends. Simpson was a Home Office pathologist who was involved in making history on a number of occasions. He was involved in the case of the 1949 Acid Bath Murders committed by John George Haigh and in the 1966 murder case of George Cornell by Ronnie Kray. However I am impressed by the number of controversial cases or miscarriages of justice that Simpson was involved with – he was certainly at the centre of the action.

In 1956 Simpson acted for the MDU in the defence of Dr John Bodkin Adams who was acquitted of murdering one of his patients, although Bodkin Adams was tried for murdering more than one of his patients. Harriet Harman’s dad Dr John Harman gave evidence for the defence, although he didn’t have a great deal of experience of the matters that he was giving expert evidence about. In 1961 Simpson was involved in the James Hanratty ‘A6 murders’, resulting in a conviction and death sentance which worried a great many people even back then. In 1974 Keith Simpson was invited to re-examine the pathology findings after Bloody Sunday – Simpson’s findings were remarkably helpful to the Gov’t. Many years later the Saville Inquiry did not substantiate Simpson’s findings. In 1974 Simpson also worked on the case of Sandra Rivett, the nanny who was murdered by Lord Lucan. In 1982 Simpson was involved in the Roberto Calvi case. Calvi was the former Vatican’s banker who was found hanging under Blackfriars Bridge. A verdict of suicide was returned which was believed by virtually no-one. Calvi’s family were and remain convinced that he was murdered and Private Eye publicised the case for years.

Simpson might have missed all the organised gangs abusing and trafficking children in care, but the NSPCC – which colluded with that abuse and trafficking – really loved him because in the 1960s Simpson was a pioneer in the field of ‘battered baby syndrome’.

Simpson died in 1985. In June 2012 Simpson was honoured for his many years loyal service of drawing whatever conclusions were most helpful to the Home Secretary of the day by a Westminster City Council Green Plaque being stuck on the front of his former residence at 1 Weymouth Street – which is just down the road from where Bridget Mason’s famous Fertility Clinic Of The Flying Sperm was located (see post ‘Every Sperm Is Sacred – Particularly In Scotland’).

Keith Simpson contributed to a famous miscarriage of justice that his successor Keith Mant gained kudos from undoing – the 1972 murder of the mixed race transvestite Maxwell Confait, which resulted in the imprisonment of the Catford Three who alleged police brutality as well as a stitch up. Their convictions were quashed by Lord Justice Scarman in 1975 sitting in the Court of Appeal, who accepted that Keith Simpson had missed ‘obvious evidence’ concerning the time of death. Somehow I doubt that was the first time that Simpson had missed obvious evidence if it failed to point the finger of suspicion at the appropriate person.

Simpson’s successor Keith Mant’s talents as a Top Doctor were not inherited in the way in which so many of his colleagues inherited theirs via the Top Doctor gene that is known to be passed on through parental DNA. Keith Mant’s own genetic loading was very strongly in favour of him becoming a lawyer – Mant’s father was a solicitor, the 10th generation of his family to become a lawyer to be precise. So where Keith Mant’s tendency to don a white coat and a stethoscope came from I cannot imagine.

Mant learnt well at the knee of Simpson however, despite that blip involving Maxwell Confait. Mant’s cases included Blair Peach, who was on an anti-NF march when he was bashed on the head by a member of the Metropolitan Police’s Special Patrol Group. Mant was on safe ground when he revealed that the damage inflicted upon Blair Peach’s head was caused by something a lot heavier than a truncheon, because the SPG had all removed their identifying numbers and covered their faces anyway before one of them killed Blair Peach and then they all refused to squeal on the guilty party (see post ‘News From Sicily’). Another of Mant’s cases was that of Bobby Sands, one of the IRA prisoners who starved himself to death in the Maze.

Keith Mant retired in 1984 although he continued to take  commissions after his retirement.

The excellent thing about pathologists who work on murders and acquire a name for themselves for producing the right conclusions for the Gov’t of the day, is that if one day a Prime Minister is elected who needs to build his power base upon the cover-up of a vicious paedophile ring in the recent past and that Prime Minister just happens to be married to a ‘human rights lawyer’ who knows the reputations and histories of all the pathologists, that knowledge will prove invaluable. Even if the human rights lawyer in question is a bit batty, feels threatened by Anji Hunter and seeks advice from an even battier lifestyle guru who’s boyfriend is a crook.

 

My post ‘The Battle Of The Cowshed’ noted how in 2011 a substantial number of unlikely people found themselves as AMs, despite not previously having shown much desire to bag a seat in the Assembly. It is very obvious that these people were fulfilling roles as reinforcements for the paedophiles’ friends as the demands for a re-investigation of the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal would not disappear. The influx of reinforcements for the paedophiles’ friends took place over a period of several years.

Dr Mohammed Mehmet previously of Peterborough and Islington Councils arrived in Denbighshire County Council supposedly on a temporary basis but found himself being appointed as Chief Executive in 2007 – he departed in a hurry for some unknown reason not so long ago.

Somebody else who suddenly graced with north Wales with his presence was Tal Michael, who gave up a life of glamour in senior roles in London Councils to arrive with his family on the north Wales coast during that period of time which saw the influx of reinforcements. Tal is of course the son of Alun Michael, who was ordered by Blair to get his arse in gear and become Wales’s FM after Ron Davies had been caught on Clapham Common with Boogie (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’), because under no circumstances was Wales to be allowed to have Rhodri Morgan as FM. I don’t know what Blair was worrying about, every one of them was keeping schtum about Dafydd and the paedophiles, it’s not as if Rhodri was going to blow the whistle on anyone, he kept giving the paedophiles’ friends jobs as Health Ministers. Rhodri got the job that he couldn’t do very well but that his mum said that he’d always wanted (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’) in the end anyway – because as soon as the Waterhouse Report was published, Alun Michael resigned as FM (see post ‘News From Sicily’). Presumably the job had been done. He must have felt a bit like Lou on Eastenders years ago, where once she’d sorted her family out as much as she could, what with Arthur stealing the Christmas Club money, having a nervous breakdown and being sectioned by Dr Legge and then going to prison and Chelle having a secret abortion and Lofty having a big row with her, Lou said to everyone ‘well that’s you lot sorted out, I can go now’. The Fowlers thought that Lou was just going to bed, but she went upstairs and died.

Didn’t Dirty Den get shot by a gun concealed in a bunch of daffodils at one point? I do hope that Dafydd didn’t watch that episode, he doesn’t need to be inspired.

So Alun Michael died his death – but unfortunately he re-appeared in the form of South Wales’s Police and Crime Commissioner and is still there. Furthermore Tal turned up.

I encountered Tal at an IWA meeting where he had a disagreement with me about the results of some polling predictions. I told Tal that polling predictions cannot always be believed and Tal reassured me that this one could. Er Tal – perhaps you don’t remember all that but I did have a quiet snigger to myself when the poll that you had staked your hopes on turned out to be wrong.

Tal didn’t seem to have a job to go to in north Wales, so he didn’t delay with his job search. I doubt that he went on the computer at the Job Centre or joined the Job Club – obviously those are things that other people do. Tal got on his bike and looked for a job and landed himself one as Chairman of the North Wales Police Authority. HOW I’d be most interested to know. Who wrote his reference? Blair? When it was announced that the Authority was to be abolished with the advent of elected Police and Crime Commissioners, Tal immediately resigned from his job and stated his intention to run for election as North Wales’s Police and Crime Commissioner. I saw Tal canvasing in Wrexham and he’d been rash enough to have the slogan ‘Tough On Crime, Tough On The Causes Of Crime’ printed in large letters on his leaflets. Tal – Wales really wants to forget about Blair, particularly after the nation dodged a bullet when Ron was caught with Boogie before Blair imposed your dad on everyone.

Tal wasn’t elected – so Wales escaped the nightmare of the Michael Mafia running the entire police force in Wales. What Wales was saddled with wasn’t a great improvement – Winston Roddick was the first Commissioner to be elected for North Wales, a man who grew up in Caernarfon, then became a policeman in Liverpool who later metamorphosed into the sort of barrister whom the paedophiles’ friends really love. Roddick was the first Counsel General for Wales after the Welsh Assembly was established in 1998. So he was in place in time for the Waterhouse Report. The next Commissioner who is still in post is just as much of a nightmare – Arfon Jones, the paedophiles’ bestest friend who was the man who chauffeured Gordon Anglesea to the venues where Anglesea molested youngsters in care.

Tal also had a go at becoming the Labour MP for Ynys Mon, but that didn’t work either. Tal’s twitter account currently simply states that he’s living in beautiful north Wales. Obviously still seeking opportunities to assist Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends.

Another person who turned up in Wales at the time when the paedophiles’ friends were in need was Geraint Davies. Geraint Davies has been the Labour MP for Swansea West since 2010. Davies was the Labour MP for Croydon Central, 1997-05, although he first stood as a Labour candidate for in 1987 – so he was selected whilst Kinnock was leader of the Labour Party.

Davies’s father was a civil servant from Aberystwyth and his mother’s family were from Swansea. He was brought up in Cardiff, went to Llanishen High School and then to Jesus College, Oxford. In 1982 Davies became a Unilever Group Product Manager. In my previous posts I discussed how Professor Fergus Lowe of Bangor University’s School of Psychology built his considerable empire by holding numerous people over a barrel regarding their knowledge of the organised child abuse and associated wrongdoing in north Wales in particular – although Fungus also knew about George Thomas’s molesting in south Wales and much else besides – thus extracting substantial research funds out of various bodies. Fungus was very good at this, not being a Pathetic Shark himself but rather, as Brown described him, ‘a highly effective shit’. Fungus’s first big achievement was extracting an absolutely enormous grant from Unilever! It was the Unilever dosh that footed the bill for the Brigantia Building at Bangor University – and the deal was done in the 1980s as well. Fungus was part of a much bigger team and he systematically screwed them all over by holding negotiations with Unilever without their knowledge and smearing them in order to ensure that they were then frozen out. Eventually Fungus was the only one left and no doubt all he had to do was whisper the words ‘George Thomas…Speaker of the House…Thatcher…Peter Morrison…Buck House…Dafydd Alun Jones…Denbigh…sex parties with elderly Westminster paedophiles and kids in care…Jimmy Savile…’ and instead of kicking Fungus in the knackers and bringing him down, the Pathetic Shark will have got the cheque book out.

Is that not pretty much what happened Geraint?

Fungus could well have had an awful lot on Geraint. Warlingham Park Hospital was located near Croydon and the brutality towards patients there was so great that some patients died and a number of staff were imprisoned for the rape and assault of patients. My post ‘A Trade In People – Between London and North Wales’ describes how in the 1980s a widowed mother of teenaged children died in suspicious circumstances in Warlingham Park and when her children asked too many questions they were sectioned – and taken to Warlingham Park. Once there, the teenaged girl was forced to make allegations that her brother had raped her and there was then an attempt to force him to sign a confession to the rape that they both told me did not happen, as part of a grand scheme to have the brother banged up in a high security hospital. The teenagers spent the best part of a year drugged up in Warlingham Park and whilst they were there a group of crooked doctors and lawyers fleeced them of most of their inheritance. This gang of crooks then packed them off to Bethesda – although they had never even visited Wales before – where local people were told by the police not to have anything to do with them because they were paedophiles. There was an attempt to arrest them within days of them arriving in Bethesda.

Geraint was the Assistant Secretary of Croydon North East Labour Party, the Chair of Croydon Constituency Labour Party, a Councillor for Croydon Borough Council from 1986, the Chair of the Housing Committee in 1994 and then the Leader of the Council in 1996. Geraint was the Chair of the Housing Committee of the London Borough Association, 1996-97.

Geraint could not have missed what was going on in Warlingham Park Hospital. Just to add to the fun, Geraint was a member of the union MSF. The MSF reps at St George’s Hospital Medical School were corrupt and colluded with serious wrongdoing in order to advance their own positions and I suspect that this was happening in other NHS institutions as well. In 1985 Geraint joined the GMB, another union which ignored and concealed serious malpractice and abuse of vulnerable people in the NHS (see post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’).

By the mid 1990s I expect the Pathetic Shark Geraint had begun to nibble at a few even more Pathetic Sharks and thus his career in politics began to take off. Although he managed to get elected in Croydon Central, he lost the seat in 2005. He didn’t stay twiddling his thumbs for long though, he was selected to contest the seat of Swansea West when Alan Williams who had held the seat for 45 years retired.

Geraint has been a busy bee in the Commons, during the years that he represented Croydon Central as well as in his capacity as the MP for Swansea West.

In 2003-05 Geraint was the NSPCC Parliamentary Ambassador after he proposed legislation to stop childminders smacking children and to allow parents to see the records of complaints about prospective childminders concerning child safety. The Gov’t subsequently adopted these proposals. Geraint proposed reams of legislation after this success, including: outlawing striking children across the head or with implements or shaking children; banning advertising junk food to children; including nutrition in OFSTED responsibilities; penalising credit card companies if they have been used to pay for downloading child porn; ensuring that patients going for counselling are only treated by qualified practitioners and banning sexual grooming and sexual activity between patients and practitioners; regulating the amount of sugar in food and drink; measures regarding revenge porn; the banning of the advertising of electronic cigarettes.

That’s quite a record for the man who gave Fungus millions in return for keeping quiet about a sex trafficking ring with links to serious organised crime in Europe, which ensured that Dafydd and his dungeon remained in action.

Geraint represents Wales on the Council of Europe, where among many other things he has spoken about FGM. I expect that Geraint wants Prosecutions. Probably of Somalis.

Geraint is a member of the Welsh Affairs Committee – he has spoken about rape victims.

The Daily Telegraph named Geraint as one of the worst offenders in the expenses scandal. In 2004-05, his staff and office costs were the highest of any MP. Geraint’s explanation for this was that he was the hardest working MP. He claimed over £20k for a central London 12 miles away from his constituency home and also claimed taxi expenses that he was not eligible to claim for. He claimed £38,750 on postage. Geraint also spruced up his kitchen at a cost of £2,285 and his living room at a cost of £1,500 and charged the lot to the tax payer.

When Geraint was selected for Swansea West he was strongly endorsed by the previous incumbent of 45 years standing, Alan Williams, as well as by Andrew Davies the AM for Swansea West, 1999-11.

Alan Williams was MP for Swansea West, 1964-10. Williams was born in Caerphilly, went to Cardiff High School for Boys, then to Cardiff College of Technology and Commerce and then to University College Oxford. He lectured at the Welsh College of Advanced Technology and then worked in broadcasting and journalism. Williams held a number of Ministerial positions under Harold Wilson and then Jim Callaghan. Williams is constantly described as a man who fiercely defended the interests of his constituents and Swansea, who was a ‘forensic inquisitor’ and who went for the jugular on matters such as malpractice in the WDA, waste in the Royal Household such as the excessive cost of the Royal Yacht and the Royal Train and in 1993-94 got his teeth into Gov’t expenditure on the Malaysian Pergau Dam. Yet these were all very easy targets. The WDA was a national embarrassment and became synonymous with crooks and spivs – furthermore Margaret Thatcher promoted it, so exposing malpractice in the WDA never took that much courage. Wales is not quite as Republican as some would have us believe, there are plenty of fans of the Royal Family in Wales, but even so the Royal Family splashing out on things like their yacht and their train did cause them to come under fire – once again Williams wasn’t putting his neck on the line by having a go at this. The Pergau Dam was a completely disreputable scam perpetrated by Douglas Hurd (see post ‘Additional Security Measures’) so it won’t have been difficult to have aimed a few shots at that. Williams’s shameless toadying to Blair at Blair’s final PMQs was an example to us all.

Williams’s constituency covered the more affluent area of Swansea which included Swansea University.There were huge problems at that University which culminated in allegations of corruption involving the Vice-Chancellor Richard Davies and there was a major – although unsuccessful – effort to remove Davies, which included representation to the University Visitor ie. HM the Queen. Alan Williams doesn’t seem to have made much of a fuss about that, although depts with good reputations were closed down on a whim and academics with sound reputations lost their jobs – a number of them had to leave Wales to find new jobs.

Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain who presided over chaos and research fraud at St George’s Hospital Medical School as well as colluding with Dafydd and the paedophiles and Lord Brian Flowers who presided over similar matters at Imperial College both had connections with Swansea University/Swansea (see post ‘I Don’t Believe It!’).

Alan Williams was obviously considered useful by someone though. Whilst Kinnock was leader of the Labour Party, Williams was Shadow Secretary of State for Wales, July 1987-Jan 1989. Which was whilst Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and I were all doing our best to raise concerns about the criminality in north Wales associated with Dafydd and the paedophiles. Alison and I were writing to Ministers – Alison even personally contacted Thatcher in January 1987 and told her that she had witnessed the abuse of children in care and Mary had won her legal battle against Dafydd after her appeal to the Master of the Rolls which had made legal history and headlines in the London-based media. Fungus had struck his terrible deal with Unilever which ensured everyone’s silence and massive funding for the Bangor University School of Psychology – which continued to use Dafydd and the North Wales Hospital to train clinical psychologists. I and my friends were being threatened and harassed and the Welsh Office and Professor Robert Bluglass concealed the serious criminality of Dafydd, Tony Francis (Dr X) and Gwynedd Social Services (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE). The Tony Francis who used to tell people that he was at University in Cardiff whilst Kinnock was President of the Students Union. The Kinnock who married Glenys from Holyhead – where children in care were being abused – whose parents were involved with Labour politics in north Wales and were mates with Cledwyn Hughes, who was another major player in the concealing the cess-pit in north Wales (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’). Of course Kinnock also knew that George Thomas – who by the time that Kinnock appointed Williams as Shadow Secretary had been Speaker of the House for years and was by then Lord Tonypandy – was molesting children and he’ll have known that Ron Davies was waiting to splatter everyone at some point when he hit the fan.

Before Williams was Shadow Secretary and after he was Shadow Secretary, the Shadow Secretary was the same person – paedophiles’ friend Barry Jones, now Lord Baz! Like Glenys, Lord Baz was a teacher from north Wales – Lord Baz was the NUT rep for a region in which a paedophile ring was in operation and ended up as Chancellor of Glyndwr University.

I am going to spend a bit of time going through all the events of the 80s and early 90s in north Wales to work out why Kinnock installed paedophiles’ friend Alan Williams as Shadow Secretary between July 1987 and Jan 1989, when paedophiles’ friend Lord Baz held the fort before and after. I suspect that it was something to do with Fergus Lowe and the dosh that he was extracting out of the Pathetic Sharks.

Alan Williams also had a direct link with the paedophiles of Gwynedd Social Services. Williams’s daughter Sian is a big name in ladies football. She was the manager of the Welsh Women’s team, 2000-03 and the manager for Watford Ladies, 2006-09. Sian knows Keith Fearns, who has run the ladies football team in north west Wales for many years! So Sian, what was Fearns really up to with the ‘ladies football team’ – the ladies in the team were nearly all trainee or junior social workers or probation officers – when they all used to chug off to unlikely places in Eastern Europe? The whole of north Wales were wondering what that was all about and there were many ribald references to Fearns’s harem. The only surprise is that we weren’t told that they were raising money for St David’s Hospice or Kidney Wales.

The Pathetic Sharks of Swansea will also know all about Nigel Evans, the Tory MP for the Ribble Valley who ended up on trial for a series of sex offences against young men. Nigel and his supporters maintained that it had all been harmless fun at ‘crazy crazy Westminster’ whilst everybody was completed bladdered, which Nigel admitted that he was most of the time. Nigel was acquitted of all charges. Nigel came from Swansea and once stood against Alan Williams.

No wonder we never heard a peep out of the Labour Party whilst children in care and psych patients were found dead in north Wales and when Dafydd was imprisoning victims of sex offenders in a dungeon at Denbigh.

Kinnock is in the Observer today bellyaching on about how Brexit is going to destroy the NHS and Jeremy Corbyn has to put a stop to it. The Kinnock whom Spitting Image used to take the piss out of by having his puppet campaigning by simply shouting ‘nurses’ down a megaphone repeatedly. Which just about summed up how Kinnock did campaign – being as thick as pig shit with no knowledge or credibility among any other group of people and under attack from many sections of his own party (I remember a friend who was a Labour activist saying in despair of Kinnock ‘he’s SUCH a wanker’), all he could do was bang on about the NHS and Nye Bevan, in the full knowledge that in north Wales the NHS was being run by a network of vicious gangsters, that people were dying as a result and that the NHS funds were disappearing as well.

You need to butt out Kinnock. You were a bloody disaster as leader, you knew that the Top Doctors in Walton Hospital allowed Michael Carr to die because he fought Militant (see post ‘News From Sicily’) and Militant ran that hospital – assisted by the paedophiles’ friends of course – and you still didn’t have the guts to address serious malpractice in the NHS. I cannot help noticing that you have chosen to bellow ‘nurses’ from the rooftops once more at a time when a survivor of Dafydd and the paedophiles has finally gone public.

Kinnock has also joined in the kicking of Jeremy Corbyn at a time when there are allegations that Jeremy, John McDonnell and Red Ken were agents of the communist Czech regime. I’ve haven’t had such a laugh for a long time – furthermore I can spot forged documents when I see them, I gained a lot of experience of that when I went through my medical files with a fine tooth comb with my lawyers. Jeremy, McDonnell and Ken did have dynamite info that would have been of use to Britain’s enemies – they knew that some of Thatcher’s closest friends and political aides were having sex with children who had been supplied to them by paedophile gangs operating within the social services, particularly in north Wales, the north east of England and in the London Boroughs of Lambeth, Islington, Wandsworth and Richmond-Upon-Thames. However, I really do think that the Communist spies will have wanted their info straight from the horse’s mouth – they’ll have been making friends with Peter Morrison, Norman St John Stevas et al and will have dressed up as elderly right wing paedophiles and joined in the sex parties, they won’t have wasted their time making friends with Jeremy and going on a CND march. I read this morning that the Czech spy has claimed that their sources were so good that they knew what Margaret Thatcher was going to be wearing – how the hell will Jeremy have known that??? On the other hand, perhaps he could have predicted that one – something expensive, ghastly, made by Aquascrotum with an enormous bow around the neck. Unless it was evening wear in which it was red chiffon…

I haven’t had time to read all the spy’s revelations, but I’m hoping to make time later.

As for the other person who was so pleased to see Geraint Davies arrive in Swansea West, Andrew Davies AM for Swansea West, 1999-11- he is now a Professor at Swansea University.

Davies was born in Hereford, but his mother was from Llandeilo and his father was from Holywell in Flintshire! So Andrew’s dad will have grown up around the paedophiles’ friends from north east Wales of a previous generation such as Ronnie Waterhouse, William Mars-Jones et al.

Davies went to Hereford Cathedral School and then to the university dominated by Rhodri Morgan’s family, Swansea, to train as a teacher. After Davies qualified he worked as a lecturer in FE, HE and continuing education – so he will have encountered the stupidities in these sectors that the rest of us have.

Davies was Chair of Swansea Labour Party, a member of the Welsh Executive Committee and a regional party official, 1984-91.

Andrew Davies thrived whilst Rhodri was FM. He was Chief Whip, 1999-2000 – at the time of the publication of the Waterhouse Report. Davies was Minister for Assembly Business, 1999-02; Minister for Economic Development and then for Enterprise, Innovation and Networks, 2002-07; Minister for Social Justice and Public Service Delivery, 2007; Minister for Finance and Public Service Delivery, 2007-09.

Davies’s big break was considered to have been when he was made Minister for Economic Development in Feb 2002 – it was seen as Rhodri rewarding him for his loyalty and for managing Assembly Business. So what would Rhodri have been so grateful for in those years following the publication of the Waterhouse Report as the allegations of a huge cover-up regarding the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and possible links to a paedophile ring in Westminster circulated?

It was in 2002 that the Hergest Unit came after me with a vengeance (see post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’) and the GMC resorted to forging letters from me (see post ‘The General Medical Council And Yet Another Forged Document’).

Andrew Davies will have known much about the paedophile gang in north Wales before Rhodri started promoting him to high office, but he certainly would have had access to every little detail in about 2002-03 – because Andrew Davies had an affair with Meri Huws aka the Crack of Doom! The Crack of Doom had worked as a community social worker for Gwynedd Social Services and she knew exactly what was happening to those kids and psych patients at the hands of Dafydd and the paedophiles…For the full details of Meri’s glorious rise to power, see post ‘Let Me Enlighten Lord Gnome…’. Furthermore, because the whole of Bangor University were roaring with laughter at the activities of Andrew Davies and Meri – the Crack of Doom was working at Bangor University at the time and everyone was taking bets on which senior inappropriate position Meri would be given as a result of pressure from her bedfellows in the Assembly – I am sure that Fungus spotted his chance and blackmailed a few more people.

An entertaining lecturer at Bangor predicted that Meri would eventually land a very senior job via her bedfellows in the Assembly and that the job would have a grand title but it would be in somewhere like Llantwit Major and Meri just would not see how laughable it was. Which was exactly what happened a few years later – and yes, the job was just down the road from Llantwit Major. Meri will never know how much entertainment that she provided for the oppressed of Bangor University – particularly when her office was burgled by persons unknown and papers were rifled through but nothing was stolen so Meri wasn’t that worried.

Meri, just how thick are you???

 

In the light of what I knew to be happening at Warlingham Park Hospital before it was shut down, I thought that I’d take a look at Geriant Davies’s predecessor as MP in Croydon Central. It was Sir Paul Beresford, a Tory who is a dentist – so he’ll have probably been mates with the Top Doctors killing their patients, fleecing them of money and property, fitting them up for very serious crimes and then packing them off to north Wales to the embrace of Dafydd and the paedophiles. But Beresford knew all about colluding with gangs of paedophile drug dealing Top Doctors – he was elected as a Wandsworth Councillor in 1978 and was leader of Wandsworth Council, 1983-92. The Wandsworth Council that employed the social workers who worked with St George’s Hospital Medical School/Springfield Hospital whilst those hospitals colluded with a paedophile gang in south London – one of whose members was Professor Oliver Brooke, Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s who was a major figure in a pan-European child porn ring and who was imprisoned in 1987. The same social workers also colluded with serious drugs offences with which the drug abuse team at St George’s/Springfield were involved (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’) and were in contact with Lucille Hughes of Gwynedd Social Services, Tony Francis and Dafydd – whilst their masters in the St George’s Academic Dept of Psychiatry concealed the criminal activities of Dafydd and the gang (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London’).

What’s the betting that Fungus knew about that as well? No wonder everyone tripped over themselves to give him millions of pounds in research funding…

Paul Beresford is now the MP for Mole Valley – he succeeded the seat from Kenneth Baker in 1997 when Baker was given a peerage. The Kenneth Baker who was Thatch’s Home Secretary, 1990-92 – when it was all kicking off in north Wales and at St George’s…

I haven’t finished yet! It gets better. The MP for Croydon Central before Beresford was John Moore – Thatcher’s Secretary of State for Health and Social Services, 1987-89, right when Dafydd and the paedophiles were assaulting people, fitting them up and imprisoning them in dungeons and whilst Sir Peter Morrison – Minister for Energy responsible for oil – and Jimmy Savile were on the loose among the kids in care in north Wales and elsewhere.

John Moore was considered to have really screwed up at the Dept of Health – he incurred the wrath of the Top Doctors because of his determined efforts to privatise the NHS. Moore was an investment banker and stockbroker whose wife Sheila was American and they both had a touching faith that the solution to the NHS’s woes was to privatise it. The Top Doctors won’t have had ethical objections to this no matter what they told the general public – their noses were very firmly stuck in the trough that is Harley Street – but they knew that if Moore’s mates ran the NHS the Top Doctors would lose their power. Moore was destroyed – the health portfolio was removed from him in 1988 and was given to Ken Clarke. Who then held a battle with the BMA for many years, which ended in stalemate because all involved knew that the Top Doctors were facilitating a supply of children to Westminster and everyone would be behind bars of any of it ever got out (see post ‘Running The Country – And All That Jazz’).

John Moore and his family lived in Wimbledon and he knew exactly how bloody dangerous his local hospital – St George’s – was. In 1987, Moore contracted bacterial pneumonia and used the services of the private Parkside Hospital in Wimbledon. The world went apeshit when it was revealed that the Health Secretary wouldn’t use the services of the NHS himself. Union leader Rodney Bickerstaffe was particularly critical. Bickerstaffe eventually became the General Secretary of UNISON, after a series of mergers – he had previously been a leading light in NALGO and NUPE. All the unions which Bickerstaffe led provided protection for members working with vulnerable people who had been accused of abusing those in their care. In north Wales, some members of the paedophile gang were actually reps for NUPE and NALGO. The General Secretary of COHSE – one of the unions which merged to form UNISON – was David Williams, a former nurse at the North Wales Hospital (see post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’). Rodney Bickerstaffe et al did of course sometimes use private medicine themselves – and if they were treated on the NHS they used their knowledge and contacts to ensure that they were not treated by the likes of Dafydd. Of course even politicians and union leaders are not entirely safe – just look at what happened to poor old Michael Carr. Which is why Mr Kinnock is currently screaming ‘nurses’ at the top of his voice – I mean Kinnock wouldn’t want the murdering bastards targeting him now would he. That was a fate only suitable for me and my friends…

NURSES Kinnock, NURSES – it was nurses who were locking the victims of the paedophile gang in the dungeon and perjuring themselves in court in order to send innocent people who had witnessed a bit too much to prison.

John Moore stood down from the Commons in 1992 and was given a peerage. Days after the General Election, the five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed by the firebomb (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’), so that was one less problem to deal with and a few of those who had concealed all the crap could sit in the Lords without having to worry too much.

Not that John Moore ever did very much in the Lords – in August 2011, the BBC reported that Moore had still not made his maiden speech. But he was there – which was most useful to Fungus and others who all knew why this disastrous former Minister doing bugger all was allowed to clutter up the Upper House.

I can remember the private Parkside Hospital in Wimbledon from my days working at St George’s. The Parkside advertised for lab staff and I was in need of extra money so I considered applying to do a few extra hours on Saturdays with them. I mentioned this to David Hole – the corrupt MSF rep at St George’s, only at that point I didn’t realise that St George’s and MSF were colluding with a bunch of organised criminals – and he got very very nasty with me. First he tried to tell me not to apply because it would be unfair to moonlight in the private sector. So explained that I was intending to apply for a few hours at the weekend, so it wouldn’t impinge on my work at St George’s at all. Then Hole snapped that I wasn’t suitable qualified for the work that had been advertised – I pointed out that training in the new techniques was being offered. Hole yelled ‘well no-one here will give you a reference to work in THAT place’.

At the time I wondered if perhaps Hole really did imagine that I was going to disappear during working hours and nip off down the road to carry out work that I didn’t have experience of. But now I know the enormity of the crimes that were being carried out at St George’s – crimes that Hole and MSF knew all about – I am wondering why he was so worried about the prospect of me working at Parkside. That I might escape their plans to wreck my career at St George’s? That I might mention to people at Parkside just what was happening at St George’s when I eventually found out about it? Or that I might bump into someone like John Moore?

Fancy adding that to your police statement then Hole? Because whatever your motives were, they will not have been noble.

 

I have been meaning for a while to write more about a Pathetic Shark whom I have mentioned previously on this blog but not very often – I have just discovered that this particular Pathetic Shark died last month, so I’ll pay my respects here to Edfyned Hudson Davies, Labour MP for Conwy, 1966-70 and then for Caerphilly, 1979-83.

Edfyned Hudson Davies was born in Llanelli. His father was a Congregationalist Minister who was then called to Bangor when Hudson Davies was still a child and the family relocated. Hudson Davies went to Friars School in Bangor, which provided such a good start for so many of the future paedophiles’ friends whilst at the same time making life even more unbearable for the victims of the paedophiles themselves. The family then moved back down south and Hudson Davies finished his schooling at Dynevor Grammar School before going on to University College Swansea and then to Balliol College for postgrad work.

In 1957 Hudson Davies took up a lecturing job at Aberystwyth University and then began lecturing at the Welsh College of Advanced Technology in Cardiff (which later became UWIST and then Cardiff University) in 1961. At the same time as working as an academic, Hudson Davies maintained a broadcasting career with BBC Wales.

Hudson Davies joined the Labour Party when he was 18 and was selected to stand as the candidate for Conwy at the 1966 General Election. Conwy was a highly marginal seat and Hudson Davies did win it but only by approx 500 votes. He lost the seat again in the General Election of 1970 when one of the best friends that Dafydd and the paedophiles ever had, Wyn Roberts, won the seat for the Conservatives with a majority of just over 900.

Hudson Davies returned to working for the BBC and also studied for the Bar. However in 1976 the dreadful John Morris – a barrister and Secretary of State for Wales who concealed very serious crimes in north Wales indeed on the part of Dafydd and the paedophiles and who when Blair became PM was rewarded with the job of Attorney General – appointed Hudson Davies as Chairman of the Wales Tourist Board.

Hudson Davies however really wanted to be back in the Commons and he was selected to stand as the Labour candidate for Caerphilly in the 1979 General Election. He won by more than 18,000 votes but in Nov 1981 announced that he would not be seeking re-selection as a Labour candidate and joined Dr Death in the SDP a few weeks later – the Dr Death who personally knew some of the Top Doctors who were paedophiles’ friends in north Wales (see post ‘Dr Death’).

Hudson Davies knew that he’d never hold the Caerphilly seat under Dr Death’s banner, so in the 1983 General Election he contested Basingstoke for the SDP but lost.  Hudson Davies found new pursuits – he became heavily involved in commercial radio in Hampshire, was Director of the New Forest Enterprise Centre and Chairman of a Museum Trust in the New Forest as well as a few other things.

In 2002-03 Hudson Davies was Commodore of the Royal Welsh Yacht Club in Caernarfon. What can have caused him to stick another finger in a north Wales pie after 30 years elsewhere – not so long after the Waterhouse Report was published either, just when the Hergest Unit tried so hard to frame me for ‘threatening to kill Alun Davies’ and were gloatingly telling anyone who would listen that I’d be going to prison for seven years (see post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’).

Like so many paedophiles’ friends, Hudson Davies constructed himself as a Welsh language champ – paedophiles’ friends are always Welsh language champions or people who care about children and want to empower wimmin.

Hudson Davies stated that he was impressed with Prince Charles learning Welsh and maintained that in doing so Charles had done more for the language than those who ‘daub road signs’ – I think he was talking about you Dafydd Iwan, before you moved onto greater things such as writing tribute songs to Dafydd Alun Jones. Hudson Davies persuaded Labour Ministers to produce vehicle licence applications in Welsh and to ensure that those applications could be handled at any PO. In 1971 Hudson Davies ensured that tax returns could be completed in Welsh. Hudson Davies was known to have achieved these things in the face of a lack of sympathy for these causes – now however did he manage to twist those arms? He was also an early advocate for Welsh devolution, as long ago as 1968 – when the Welsh Office had George Thomas the child molester sitting inside it as Secretary of State at the time as well as God knows how many corrupt civil servants all working very hard to bury the dirt.

Hudson Davies had a sideline as a popular bilingual after dinner speaker and had celeb friends. Alongside his obituary, The Daily Telegraph published a nice photo of Hudson Davies in the company of actors Bill Wallis and Myvanwy Jenn. Bill Wallis starred in ‘Doctor At Large’, ‘Yes Prime Minister’ and the ‘The Whistle Blower’. He appeared in the first episode of ITV’s Midsomer Murders driving a MORGAN sports car. Among many other roles Wallis also played Ploppy the Jailer in Blackadder II. Myvanwy Jenn most appropriately starred in Z Cars and played the Nurse in ‘Play It Hot, Play It Cool’. If only I’d discovered these two a few years ago whilst Bill was still alive and Myvanwy still in her prime, I could have written both of them into my bedroom farce ‘Let Sleeping Paedophiles Lie, There’s A Sex Offending Doctor In My Soup’ – it’s set in a dungeon with a double bed and a wardrobe in which Dafydd can hide when Neil Davies comes into the dungeon looking for him, then Neil Davies leaves the dungeon, Dafydd comes out of the wardrobe, but Peter Higson comes in, so Dafydd has to get back into the wardrobe again – you get the gist…

‘We didn’t know!!!’

Until 1994 Hudson Davies was married to Amanda Barker Mill, a member of a fine old British family who can trace their pedigree back hundreds of years. The Barker Mill clan run a big charitable foundation giving money to worthy causes.

No wonder my friends and I had people trying to kill us, trying to have us imprisoned and wrecking our careers – what would have happened if Hudson Davies and his celeb wife and friends had been exposed as knowing about a gang of paedophiles who had killed their victims?

Hudson Davies knew that he wouldn’t stand a chance if he stood as an SDP candidate in Caerphilly, it was a safe Labour seat. The Labour candidate who had been selected for Caerphilly to fight the 1983 General Election was of course Ron Davies – whom Blair was preparing to install as Wales’s FM until he was found without his trousers in Clapham Common in the company of Boogie the male prostitute (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’). Ron was selected  for Caerphilly whilst Michael Foot was leader of the Labour Party – Ron had been busy in the south Wales Labour Party for years and had obviously ingratiated himself to the right people although it must have been obvious that there could be trouble ahead… I have no time for the pillock that is Neil Kinnock, but the Labour Party in south Wales had tolerated a great deal of bad behaviour – the very presence of George Thomas testifies to that – before Kinnock ever got near the leadership. There was much dysfunction around Michael Foot, who was leader between Nov 1980-Oct 83.

Foot was completely trashed by the right wing press – insults were thrown at him regarding his age and the fact that he dared use a walking stick and of course he was memorably termed ‘Worzel Gummidge’ following an appearance at the Cenotaph when he was (wrongly) said to have rolled up wearing a Donkey jacket. It was fairly obvious that Worzel would never have been given a fair hearing by the UK press at that time. I was always aware that Foot had a great deal more intellectual credibility than Thatcher, but I didn’t realise until more recently that Michael Foot knew about some very sordid things and employed Fungus-like methods to ensure that none of it ever found its way into the press – he reminded the press that he had a great deal of shit on some of the press barons and that if a word about certain matters was ever published a few other things would be made public as well.

Foot married the film-maker Jill Craigie, but when he first began a relationship with her Jill was still married to someone else. Foot claimed that they made ‘excellent use’ of the Hampstead Heath hedgerow shelters during the early days of their courtship and during one summer Parliamentary recess, they went on holiday together to the French Riviera. When they returned to the UK, Craigie found a crowd of reporters outside her home in Hampstead demanding information. Foot issued a statement saying ‘Michael Foot offers his fraternal greetings to his fellow journalists and the reminder that, if anything appears in the newspapers about his visit to France, he will be happy to reveal his latest information about the love affairs of Lord Beaverbrook, Lord Rothermere and a select list of other newspaper proprietors’.

I can see the logic behind this – indeed I once told Alun Davies that if he lay with dogs he was going to catch fleas. Not that Davies heeded the warning – he carried on cavorting with Dafydd and the paedophiles and just look what’s happened Davies….However the problem was that Foot and others were keeping quiet about things that should not have been kept quiet about – like George Thomas and a gang of paedophiles in north Wales for example. Foot will have known about Dafydd as well – Foot might have been more left wing that Callaghan and co but he had been the MP for Blaenau Gwent since 1960 after succeeding Nye Bevan. Of course he’ll have known about Dafydd and the cover-up that the Welsh Office had undertaken from its very establishment. Foot had also spent years working as a journalist -Nye Bevan personally recommended him to Lord Beaverbrook. Foot will have had dirt on absolutely everyone.

There was also a lot of dirt that other people had on Foot. When he was young he was known to have been quite promiscuous, but I read something recently which suggested that Foot’s taste might have extended further than young women. In the Indie’s obituary of Jill Craigie, she was quoted as having told Foot that if he ever had ‘extra needs’, she didn’t want to know but ‘even more importantly I don’t want anyone else to know. That’s the price you have to pay’. She also remarked that Foot was ‘pretty secretive’. I’ve always been of the opinion that this sort of arrangement between consenting adults is nothing to do with anyone else, but there is plenty of evidence that Foot knew about and ignored some very unpleasant things that were not between consenting adults.

Craigie herself was subjected to a violent rape by Arthur Koestler in 1952 – he tried to throttle her as well – and did not feel able to tell Foot for decades. Koestler had an intellectual following and hung out with the beautiful people, but the beautiful people also knew that he was violently sexually assaulting women. Koestler attacked Dick Crossman’s wife – Crossman knew about it and told a number of other people. Just after the war Koestler and Mamaine Paget lived in a cottage belonging to Clough Williams-Ellis near Croesor in north Wales. They were part of the group of intellectuals and artists who were attracted to the valley at that time because of their friendship with Clough. The group included Bertrand Russell who was highly abusive to members of his family as well as to other people (see post ‘So Who Was Angry About What?’) – not that this was broadcast because well, he was Bertrand Russell.

Koestler died in 1983, in a suicide pact with his wife. Koestler was quite discredited by this time and there was very great concern that he had coerced his wife into dying with him – she was much younger than Koestler at only 55 yrs, was in good health but was completely dominated by him. Koestler had an interest in what he called parapsychology and left behind a substantial quantity of money for an endowed Chair. Oxford, Cambridge, King’s College London and UCL all rejected the offer because Koestler was known to be such a sleazebag – but nonetheless the money still didn’t end up going to a good cause, Edinburgh University snapped it up.

Craigie’s obituary stated that she became pregnant at one point and that Foot ‘acquised’ regarding her having an abortion, a decision that she regretted after they were married because she never conceived again. Knowing how history is rewritten by the winners, I cannot help wondering whether it was Foot who ‘acquised’ or Jill.

What with George Thomas one the loose, Michael Foot and his ‘extra needs’, a young Ron Davies who would do anything to one day become Someone Big and people as dim as Neil Kinnock and Rhodri fancying themselves as leaders of men and Bertrand Russell saving us all from nuclear annihilation, it is hardly surprising that Dafydd and the paedophiles were never short of business. What ever would Czech spies want with Jeremy Corbyn when they could have gone to live in Wales??

Foot’s portrait was painted by Robert Lenkiewicz and hangs in Portcullis House. Lenkiewicz caused a stir wherever he went because he did have a habit of confronting his detractors with a few things that they did not like being reminded of. He ended up living in Plymouth and hit the headlines after he painted a mural featuring a number of people from High Society in Plymouth having sex with each other – I seem to remember that the mural featured a Top Doctor and the Mayor. They went apeshit and demanded that Lenkiewicz paint it out but he refused to. Then there was more trouble when Lenkiewicz preserved the body of a tramp called Diogenes with whom he’d been friends – he did have permission from Diogenes to do this, Diogenes wanted to be embalmed – and refused to tell anyone where he had put Diogenes. Whilst all this was going on, I was lucky enough to find myself sitting next to one of Lenkiewicz’s muses on a train journey down to the west country, so I heard about what was actually happening in Plymouth, rather than what the people who had been so enraged by Lenkiewicz told the press was happening.

Foot himself came from Plymouth, his father Isaac was a solicitor there. Foot was the Labour MP for Plymouth Sutton, 1945-52 – he succeeded the seat after Nancy Astor, so he’ll have been party to a lot of matters that a lot of people would rather remained out of the press on those grounds alone (see post ‘In Memoriam – Bronwen, Lady Astor’).

I very much doubt whether anyone will ever find out much of what Michael Foot did or didn’t get up to. Foot’s authorised biography was written by Lord K.O. Morgan – Lord Ken also wrote the hagiography of Foot in the Indie when Foot died in 2010. Lord Ken – the former Vice-Chancellor of Aberystwyth University – knows a great deal about the paedophiles’ friends himself, as did his late wife Jane (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’).

Foot authored a biography of Jonathan Swift entitled ‘Guilty Men’.

 

Many years ago, after being arrested yet again on ridiculous trumped up charges, a very nice young policewoman in Bangor Police Station told me to get out of Wales because although she knew that I was trying to expose some pretty dreadful people, ‘you don’t know how high this goes’. She told me that I would never ever beat them and that there was just so many of them…

Well Lord Kinnock, you just carry on yelling ‘nurses’ to reassure all the Pathetic Sharks, because I’ll be naming some more very soon – there are so many that I don’t want to deal with them all in this post.

Has anyone noticed who I haven’t named yet???

As they always say to finish off the cartoon in Viz magazine – THESE SHARKS ARE CRAP.

 

Workers’ Play Time

I have mentioned in previous posts and comments that in 1993 I wrote to the UK’s most high profile radical barrister Michael Mansfield at his chambers in Tooks Court about the mental health services in north Wales. I had just been prosecuted – yet again – at the insistence of the mental health services for ‘staring at a social worker in Safeways’. I was fined £60 by Bangor Magistrates Court. The social worker concerned, Jackie Brandt, a member of the delightful Arfon Community Mental Health Team, had previously illegally detained me, refused to investigate my complaints – as had her boss Lucille Hughes – and perjured herself in an attempt to have me imprisoned. Brandt had alleged to the police that I had screamed and yelled at her in Safeways, swore at her and threatened her. She admitted under cross-examination in Court that I hadn’t done any of these things, but I had ‘looked at her’, indeed at one point ‘stared’. Brandt then started crying. No-one asked any questions about why Brandt had felt able to lie in a statement to the police, lie again in Court and only admit that she had lied when my solicitor questioned her. Instead Bangor Magistrates deemed that by looking at Brandt I had breached the Public Order Act. The Act in question had been passed by Thatcher’s Gov’t to criminalise the striking miners in the 1984 dispute but was being widely used to prosecute anyone for anything. Mansfield mentioned the abuse of this Act in his 1993 book ‘Presumed Guilty’, which is why I wrote to him.

I did receive a reply from Michael Mansfield himself – he simply wrote me a couple of lines thanking me for my letter and saying ‘it is always good to have support’. I didn’t think anymore of this at the time – I just presumed that Mansfield would be in receipt of huge quantities of mail from people having a hard time and that he’d be busy defending the Birmingham Six or something. I missed a few things at the time.

At that time Mary Wynch had just made legal history by suing Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, Risley Remand Centre and Clwyd Health Authority for wrongful arrest and false imprisonment (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’). Mansfield will definitely have known about this case – not only because it made legal history and received widespread media coverage, but also because there’d been a TV documentary made about it ‘Who Will Listen To Mary Wynch?’ (by Elizabeth Clough, Jeremy Paxman’s partner at the time) and because Mansfield’s longstanding friend and colleague Gareth Peirce, the radical solicitor, worked – as did Paul Boateng, Imran Khan and John Wadham (who became the Director of Liberty) – in Birnberg and Co, the solicitors that represented Mary. Gareth Peirce later became a senior partner in what became Birnberg Peirce and Partners. Benedict Birnberg himself retired in 1999 – just before the publication of the Waterhouse Report. Birnberg was also co-secretary of War On Want. At the time that I wrote to Mansfield, allegations of a paedophile ring operating in Cheshire and north Wales involving public figures including politicians and civil servants had appeared in the London based media. Allegations of a cover-up reaching to the highest levels of Gov’t were being made, a police investigation had been launched but had found ‘no evidence’ of the involvement of people in high places, an independent investigation by John Jillings of the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council had been ordered and Alison Taylor -a social worker from Gwynedd – had blown the whistle loudly on the abuse of children in care in north Wales only to be sacked from her job by Lucille Hughes. The year before I wrote to Mansfield, Alison had appeared in a TV documentary with former residents of children’s homes in north Wales alleging abuse of kids in care and they had named a senior police officer with the North Wales Police, Gordon Anglesea, as one of the abusers. By the time that I wrote to Mansfield, Anglesea was suing the media outlets who had named him for libel. Michael Mansfield’s partner Yvette Vanson was a TV producer – it was her colleague Tony Wardle who co-wrote ‘Presumed Guilty’ with Mansfield. They will not have missed the havoc in north Wales. Mansfield had then received a letter from someone living near Bangor supplying him with details of the most extraordinary abuse of the law by Gwynedd Social Services involving collusion by the North Wales Police, Bangor Magistrates Court and the CPS… Did his antennae really not twitch?

A few days ago, I read Michael Mansfield’s 2009 book, ‘Memoirs of a Radical Lawyer’.

Mansfield established his chambers Tooks Court in 1984 as a collective. I don’t know what was going on there, but Mansfield admits in his book that their senior clerk walked out in response to the ‘arrogance’ and ‘demands’ of the barristers at Tooks. The radical socialist barristers who were fighting for the common man…

Sadly, rather than genuinely radical barristers, Tooks was hosting some unscrupulous hypocrites of the highest order. Helena Kennedy QC worked there – the Helena who worked closely with corrupt psychiatrist Professor Nigel Eastman from St George’s Hospital Medical School. Eastman was not only concealing and colluding with wrongdoing at St George’s and Springfield Hospital (the psychiatric unit attached to St George’s), but he also colluded with those we know and love in north Wales in 1991 when he was faced with evidence of their criminal activities (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’). Helena also will have known about the abuse of women patients in the special hospitals, many of whom had already been abused as kids in care and as mental health patients – no, she didn’t say a word. I bet she knew about Jimmy Savile’s activities at Broadmoor as well. Please read my post ‘Eve Was Framed – As Were A Lot Of Other People’ for further details regarding St Helena.

Patricia Scotland QC worked at Tooks. Patricia Scotland was involved in the Waterhouse Inquiry. Did Patsy represent any of the kids who’d been abused whilst in care in north Wales? No. Patsy was the QC who represented the Welsh Office. The Welsh Office who ignored complaints that children were being terribly abused, the Welsh Office who were failing to carry out regular inspections of children’s homes even after staff in the homes had been convicted of sexual and physical assaults on children in their care, the Welsh Office who employed corrupt lawyer Andrew Park who advised the mental health services as to how to mount prosecutions against me and how to avoid investigating my complaints, the Welsh Office which employed the corrupt Medical Ombudsman Professor Robert Owen who – along with Professor Robert Bluglass and Dr Colin Berry – concealed the criminal activities of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and Dr Tony Francis (Dr X). Patsy’s sterling work on behalf of the Welsh Office involved cross-examining the witnesses – the people who had been abused – so harshly that some of them became so distressed that they needed medical attention whilst others were unable to walk out of the building unaided. Details of Patsy’s glorious career as a black woman barrister who is completely dedicated to helping the unfortunate can be read in posts ‘Baroness Patricia Scotland Was On Board As Well!’, More On Baroness Patricia Scotland QC – And Her Very Sleazy Friends’ and ‘Even More About Baroness Patricia Scotland QC’.

Another alumnus of Tooks was Constance Briscoe, who like Patsy made much of being black and in possession of ovaries. After making it as far as a judge presiding over mental health and child care cases, Briscoe was imprisoned for perjury. Briscoe’s mate Vicky Pryce and Pryce’s former husband Lib Dem MP Chris Huhne were also imprisoned, but unlike Briscoe and Huhne who’s careers were finished off, dear old Vicky returned to work as a Gov’t economist after she’d served her stretch and can be heard regularly on the BBC. Vicky also wrote a misery memoir about her time in prison, from the perspective of an oppressed woman.

Vera Baird QC, another well-known radical feminist lawyer, also worked at Tooks. Years later in her capacity as Solicitor General in Gordon Brown’s Gov’t, Vera assisted Charlie Falconer in withdrawing virtually all legal aid in cases where people had had their lives wrecked by the state.

Many of the Tooks lawyers were networked to fellow lawyer Cherie Booth and when Cherie’s husband Tony Blair became PM he gave a lot of them peerages.

Friends and colleagues of Mansfield et al at Tooks included other big names among radical barristers, such as Stephen Sedley, Anthony Scrivener and Anthony Gifford.

I am the first to admit that Mansfield and some of his colleagues have done some excellent work. They have successfully helped some victims of terrible miscarriages of justice such as the Guildford Four and the Birmingham Six and I know someone who has worked with Lord Gifford fighting for prisoners on death row in Jamaica. Some of those people would be dead without Tony Gifford. But again and again, I notice that the radical barristers just do not touch cases involving people who have been abused by the state child care system or the mental health system in the UK. In fact no-one will take those cases. Birnberg and Co did fight for Mary Wynch initially – but Mary’s problems did not end when she won her case. Clwyd Health Authority et al then refused to stump up the damages, Mary ended up having to go into hiding, the property and money of which she was fleeced by Dr Dafydd Alun Jones et al was never returned to her and she was finally ruined by the Home Office under Michael Howard in 1995. At which point she was never heard of again – the few people who had fought for her and publicised her case fell silent.

I can only speculate that the problem is as this blog has detailed ie. that the corruption involving the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and related events reaches to such a high level – including the most senior members of the judiciary – that even Mansfield and Gareth Peirce won’t touch it. Perhaps they know that their own careers will be ruined if they take those cases. Perhaps they are simply too frightened – they will know that numerous witnesses to the north Wales case were found dead after complaining or giving evidence and in the case of the five witnesses who were killed in an arson attack in 1992, even the Court returned a verdict of ‘unlawful killing’ (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’). The cynic in me observes that the radical lawyers had close connections to the inner London boroughs whose Councils were running the children’s homes where paedophiles had infiltrated and that those Councils were also sending children on placement to homes in north Wales. Paul Boateng’s own wife was a social worker and Councillor in Lambeth, which had one of the biggest problems with abuse of children in care in the UK. Those boroughs also pioneered community law centres, in which some of the radical lawyers worked when they were very young – they were not going to effectively represent people who had been abused by the staff of the organisation funding the law centre.

It was easier for Michael Mansfield and Gareth Peirce to represent clients like the Price sisters who proudly admitted to blowing up part of London than to represent people who had been raped by paedophiles employed as social workers and then unlawfully imprisoned and abused again by Top Doctors employed as psychiatrists.

 

It is clear from Michael Mansfield’s memoir that he has encountered the results of the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal – and child abuse by the state in other regions of the UK – and the abuse of psychiatry many times. Michael Mansfield spends time talking to and listening to people who have been crapped on by the state – he believes what they say as well and is acutely aware of just what the state will do to get itself out of trouble when little people have witnessed or gained evidence of wrongdoing by people in high places. Mansfield is also sensitive and intelligent enough to know that even when he is hearing a truly bizarre story from someone disorientated, there may well be much truth in the story and it’s that which he must identify. Interestingly Mansfield learnt this as a young man by talking to psychiatric patients from Friern Barnet Hospital when he had a job emptying the bins there – he was hearing hair-raising anecdotes and he gradually started to realise that the nutters were telling the truth about a great many matters. I noticed this phenomenon myself. I heard the most extraordinary things from patients that the Top Doctors and Angels tripped over themselves to dismiss as delusions and psychotic ramblings – and I watched and I listened and I realised that a great deal of what I was being told was true.

There used to be a number of people wandering around north Wales – I say used to be, because they have now nearly all died as a result of neglect from the mental health services – who claimed to have worked as prostitutes or groupies and to have had sex with a variety of well-known people or local bigwigs. These people were universally dismissed by the people paid to care for them as being ‘difficult’, having ‘upset people’ or being ‘troublemakers’. These insults were used to justify extreme neglect and even unlawful refusal of ‘services’. The people being left to die had all lived through the paedophile years in north Wales when vulnerable people – particularly kids in care and psychiatric patients – were sexually abused and exploited and trafficked into sex work. I know that this went on, I know some of the people who were doing it and I know that at least some of the people who were named by these virtually destitute patients were indeed sexually using vulnerable people. As Jimmy Savile knew, if you want to sexually assault people and get away with it sexually assault kids in care, learning disabled people or people labelled as having mental health problems. Not only will you get away with it but if your victims dare tell anyone what you have done they will be punished all over again by whoever it is ‘looking after’ them. And the Top Doctors will assist you by pouring venom upon your victims like there is no tomorrow.

Mansfield’s book mentions that he worked on behalf of people who were in trouble with the law for drug use. He’ll have known that there were both high levels of police corruption in the drug squads and that some Top Doctors working in the field were essentially dealers, often to rich elites. No doubt Mansfield also knew about the corruption in the Home Office Drugs Branch responsible for the oversight of controlled drugs (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’). Mansfield mentions Bernie Simons, an associate of Dr Ann Dally, dealer to the stars. I haven’t been able to find out who Bernie Simons was, but from what Mansfield says he seems to have been a solicitor as well as a drugs campaigner.

Throughout the 70s, 80s and 90s, Risley Remand centre served as the personal prison of Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends. Huge numbers of the prisoners there had passed through the north Wales children’s homes or mental health services. Mary Wynch was detained there unlawfully and I know of at least one other mental health patient in north Wales who was as well. The brutality at Risley was legendary and the suicide rate astronomical. I know three people – all mental health patients – who were in Risley in the 80s. They related accounts of hearing the screams of other prisoners at night as they were beaten up by the warders and of being assaulted by the warders themselves. One man had been left in complete darkness in his cell for a number of days after a prison officer removed the light bulb because the prisoner had complained about the bulb flickering on and off. The same man had been detained in Risley after the North Wales Drug Squad had framed he and his wife and assaulted him. Whilst he was in Risley he maintains that he was visited by an unidentified senior detective from London who tried to interrogate him about offences of which he knew nothing. The detective became angry with him, told him that there was no point questioning him because ‘you’re fucking mad’ and threw him back in his cell. This man was subsequently transferred to the ‘care’ of Dafydd in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh – where he stayed for a year. His complaints about the North Wales Police were never investigated. Another man described sharing a cell with a suicidal man who was trying to injure himself – the man whom I knew rang and rang for help but no-one answered the bell. His cell mate succeeded in killing himself and the man whom I spoke to was left alone in the cell with the corpse for some time. I was friendly with a lady who fostered a young man with mental health and drug problems. At the age of 18 he was detained in Risley – when my friend went to visit him he was visibly injured after a beating by the officers. My friend challenged the officers and was met with one of them boasting about how much he enjoyed beating the ‘little bastards’ up. There were some prisoners in Risley who were serious offenders, but there were many more who had been accused of trivial crimes but had been detained there on the orders of Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends ‘for psychiatric assessment’. Some like Mary Wynch had not committed any crime at all.

The wrongdoing at Risley permeated levels higher than the thugs employed as prison officers. The Waterhouse Report mentions the panel having sight of a letter allegedly written by a prisoner in Risley to Lucille Hughes in support of Nefyn and June Dodd, the managers of Ty’r Felin children’s home in Bangor. The Dodds were tremendously cruel to children in their care and the kids from that home were being trafficked to London and other locations for prostitution. Even Sir Ronnie Waterhouse accepted that the letter was forged and had not been written by the prisoner – a former resident of Ty’r Felin – at all. Not that Ronnie asked any questions, this was just another incident that was dismissed without investigation. So someone at Risley went to the trouble of forging a letter from a prisoner to Lucille Hughes at a time when the Dodds were under investigation and allegations of a paedophile ring operating in the children’s homes in north Wales were appearing in the media.

My own medical records provide evidence of corruption at Risley. In 1987 Dafydd Alun Jones told me over the telephone that if I didn’t drop my complaints about him he’d have me imprisoned in Risley. Brown heard this phone call as well. I ignored Dafydd’s threats and continued to try to pursue my complaints. Some months later a junior doctor working for Dafydd at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh made a statement to the police maintaining that I had tried to stab him – I was arrested and taken to Bangor Police Station. He claimed that I had pulled a knife out of my pocket and had brought the knife down upon him as though to stab him and the only reason that he wasn’t stabbed by me was that a male nurse had dragged me off him. The male nurse who allegedly rescued this junior doctor from my murderous attempt made a statement about the same incident. His statement maintained that I had shouted at the junior doctor because no-one was investigating my complaints about Dafydd et al – which was true. The nurse explained that I had a camping knife in my possession – this was in the days when camping knives could be legally purchased and held (yes, I was in north Wales camping at the time) – but I did not withdraw the knife, no-one saw the knife and I certainly didn’t try to stab anyone with it. Whilst I was at the police station, colleagues of Dafydd Alun Jones rang the police claiming that I had threatened to kill them. The custody sergeant was good enough to refuse to take their statements there and then and told me that ‘they’re all conspiring against you up there’. I later complained to the NHS about these events and observed to Alun Davies the corrupt manager of the mental health services that the custody sergeant had made this comment. Davies bellowed at me down the phone that he’d be ‘having a word with the police’ about that sergeant. The sergeant, Sgt Morgan, was some months later arrested and charged with indecently assaulting a teenaged girl in custody. Bangor Magistrates Court found him guilty and he was sacked from the North Wales Police. Before the police released me, Dafydd turned up at the police station, although he didn’t explain what he was doing there. Dafydd’s visit was very brief and involved him saying to me ‘I think ewe should be in prison’. The next day I returned to Leicester, where I was living at the time.

My complaint about the whole saga was never investigated and the junior doctor who lied in his statement to the police was never investigated either. Many years later when I finally obtained my medical records, I found a copy of a letter that had been written by an NHS administrator at Ysbyty Gwynedd at the time which stated that I was ‘now in Risley Remand Centre after stabbing someone with a knife’. Not only that, but there was a copy of a letter from the Mental Health Act Commission to the mental health services in north Wales, stating that as I was now in Risley Remand Centre they would write a letter to my home address in Leicester in response to my complaints about Dafydd et al.

I was never charged with attacking anyone with a knife. I had not appeared in Court in relation to attacking anyone with a knife and no request was made to any court at that time to have me remanded in Risley. So the Mental Health Act Commission cannot possibly have received any official documentation stating that this had happened. They had obviously just been told by one of their mates in the north Wales NHS – a mate who hadn’t realised that Dafydd’s plan had gone pear-shaped – that I was now safely in a cell in Risley, so of course a letter concerning my previous very serious complaints about Dafydd et al could be sent to my home address where the Mental Health Act Commission thought that I wasn’t. Problem dealt with. No investigation, patient framed and imprisoned for a serious offence, complaints about Dafydd’s previous criminal activities kicked into the long grass.

This whole sequence of events suggests corruption in the NHS, in Risley Remand Centre and in the Mental Health Act Commission. There was never an investigation into any of it or any of the people involved. People who included Dafydd, Dr Tony Francis (Dr X), Janice Davies (Dafydd’s henchwoman at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh), a Dr Ponnampalam, a Dr Khalid Siddiqui and David Ewart at the Mental Health Act Commission. Four years ago I discovered that Khalid Siddiqui was employed as an ‘independent doctor’ in the south east of England assessing people under the Mental Health Act. He is probably still doing this and getting paid handsomely for it.

In May 1989 Risley finally exploded in the form of a prison riot. A group of prisoners trashed a wing – not that there was much worth trashing, it wasn’t the Ritz – and a roof-top protest lasting three days took place. Michael Mansfield defended one of the leaders of the riot (not a man from north Wales). I remember Michael Mansfield writing in the press at the time about the appalling conditions, brutality and corruption at Risley. Mansfield’s client may not have come from north Wales, but I bet that Mansfield knew what was going on at Risley – as will have the other lawyers who worked with him on the case, Tim Owen and Jeremy Hawthorne – because of his habit of chatting at length to numerous people and knowing when he is hearing about corruption in high places. The jury acquitted the rioters at Risley. At the time of the Risley riot, the Home Secretary was Douglas Hurd, who was later replaced by David Waddington – members of the Gov’t who were wilfully ignoring the criminal misconduct that they were told was going on in north Wales.

Michael Mansfield came up against someone else who was networked into Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends when he represented Mohamed Al Fayed at the inquests of Dodi and Diana – Lord Thomas Scott Baker. Scott Baker had previously sat as a judge on the Chester and Wales Circuit and in 1995 had imprisoned a highly vulnerable woman, Susan Brooke, who had passed through the North Wales Hospital who had undoubtedly crossed the paths of the paedophiles’ friends (see posts ‘So Who’s Path Had Susan Brooke Crossed?’, ‘More On The Susan Brooke Case’ and ‘Update On The Cases Of Susan Brooke And Sara Thornton’). How Scott Baker ever made the career move from being a paedophiles’ friend in north Wales to the coroner holding the inquests of Dodi and Di I do not know – particularly as the inquests of Dodi and Di were the first inquests that Scott Baker had ever conducted. Press comment at the time suggested that Scott Baker had been specifically brought in for the inquests because he was the one person who was thought to be capable of standing up to Michael Mansfield.

Think about this. Mansfield is clever, has been around a long time, knew about north Wales and Risley and always does his homework well. He will have made it his business to rifle through Scott Baker’s undies before the inquests – and he will have known that Scott Baker had previously worked on the shamefully corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit and had been involved in the Susan Brooke case. As with the case of the paedophiles at the heart of Thatcher’s Gov’t, Mansfield could have really dug up the dirt on Scott Baker and used it. He didn’t. Perhaps because Scott Baker was in a position to throw even more dirt at Mansfield – dirt suggesting that Mansfield and his famous freedom fighters had remained silent about a viscious paedophile ring linked to organised crime which had resulted in the framing and imprisonment of scores of innocent people, the deaths of a great many witnesses and the collusion of some of Mansfield’s friends and colleagues.

Michael Mansfield knows how low the Top Doctors and those who care will stoop if they feel that it is necessary. Mansfield represented Angela Cannings, a mother wrongly convicted and imprisoned for the death of two of her children, on the basis of the ‘expert evidence’ provided by Sir Roy Meadow. Meadow was a paediatrician who managed to invent a new psychiatric diagnosis – Munchausens by Proxy – and also managed to make up some statistics which he then spouted off whilst in the witness box. No-one questioned him until a number of mothers had been wrongly imprisoned for killing their children. A number of real statisticians then came forward and demonstrated very clearly that Meadow didn’t know his arse from his elbow and a number of innocent people were subsequently released from prison. The most famous example was Sally Clark, a solicitor who’s character had been absolutely trashed by the Top Doctors after two of her children died in infancy. Sally was imprisoned and although she was released on appeal in 2003, she had been so destroyed by her experience that she died not long after release. Not that this was enough for the Top Doctors. After Sally Clark was released, Top Doctor Professor David Southall – another expert in Munchausens by Proxy – on the basis of no evidence at all then named Sally Clark’s husband as the murderer of the children. Probably because his eyes were too close together. Meadow and Southall were eventually disciplined by the GMC, but a rearguard action was supported by their colleagues -particularly in the case of Southall – and many articles sympathetic to them appeared in the liberal media, reminding us that Southall was a Brave Doctor Who Cared About Children. The fact that in the case of Sally Clark a pathologist actually discovered that one of her children had died of an infection but chose not to mention this before or during the trial was not discussed in the Southall-supporting media. Meadow and Southall both maxed out the appeals process and were eventually reinstated as Top Doctors.

Mansfield also defended Barry George, the man with a number of vulnerabilities who was found guilty of the well-planned assassination of Jill Dando, although he was at a day centre several miles away when Jill Dando was shot dead outside of her house. Jill Dando was a reporter on ‘Crimewatch’, a programme which led to several miscarriages of justice, although the BBC didn’t make reference to that when they boasted about ‘Crimewatch’s’ success the other day. ‘Crimewatch’ was responsible for the conviction of Michael Stone, another case that many people find very troubling. There was no forensic evidence against Michael Stone whatever, but a Top Doctor watching ‘Crimewatch’ saw the episode featuring the murder of Lin and Megan Russell and rang in saying that it was just the sort of thing that his patient Stone would have done. Stone remains in prison many years later and continues to profess his innocence. Dando’s colleague on ‘Crimewatch’ Sue Cook was a close friend of George Carman QC, the crooked barrister who had many good friends who were gangsters or bent police officers (see posts ‘No Ordinary Methods’ and ‘No Ordinary Methods – Supplementary Post’).

Mansfield is not naïve. He knows that Top Doctors lie, particularly to cover their tracks after they have screwed up and he knows that Top Doctors who stick their necks out and challenge their colleagues are subjected to witch-hunts by the medical establishment. Mansfield is well-acquainted with the facts involved some of the most high profile child protection disasters that there have been since the 1970s, 80s and 90s and later. Yet staggeringly, he described Esther Rantzen as a ‘vociferous and committed’ campaigner, citing Childline as evidence. The Esther who ‘didn’t know’ about Jimmy Savile, who ‘didn’t know’ about her former bedfellow Sir Nicholas Fairbain, the Esther who’s sister worked as a social worker for Lambeth Social Services whilst it had one the worst records on child protection in the UK, the Esther who appointed her sister’s manager as Chief Exec of Childline. The Childline that was alleged to have ignored calls from children in care who were being abused. The Esther who then ran a mental health campaign and who ignored a letter that I sent her about the criminal activities of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones et al. But then Mansfield’s PA Susie Haig worked as a counsellor for Childline. So Susie probably heard the same story that I heard from Childline then – that Esther was so dreadful when speaking to the children that they had to work hard to ensure that she didn’t actually answer any calls herself when she was gracing Childline with her presence to drum up a bit of good PR.

Mansfield did a lot of work for the NUM during the miners strike of 1984 and also defended Arthur Scargill when Scargill was arrested. Mansfield and Scargill were friends and established the Socialist Labour Party together. My post ‘It’s All About Protecting Children’ described how Arthur Scargill shared a platform in Bangor a few years ago with a paedophiles’ friend and how this particular paedophiles’ friend has married a lady who has stood for the Socialist Labour Party in north Wales in General Elections. Mansfield had an excellent grip on the police corruption and the various dirty tricks used to frame and prosecute miners who had themselves been assaulted by the police.

It was at this time that Mansfield got together with the lady who was to become his wife for 30 years, documentary maker Yvette Vanson. Vanson and Mansfield lived in Yorkshire for a while, Vanson researching for and making her films and Mansfield defending the miners. Mansfield and Vanson became very well-networked into the community in Yorkshire via a man called Terry Dunn and they also had connections on the ground in south Wales. Like north Wales, Yorkshire had a major problem with police corruption, a paedophile ring – and a man called Jimmy Savile who was involved with both. Surely Mansfield and Vanson heard SOMETHING about all of this? Terry Dunn must have known – Mansfield tells us that after the strike, Dunn did a degree at the LSE and ‘fought for trade union rights’ via an unidentified charity in London. Mansfield was a lawyer and Vanson was a producer of TV documentaries about people having a hard time – people like Mansfield and Vanson are approached constantly by people who’ve been stuffed over asking for help. This even happened to me after I appeared in the media talking about the abuses of the mental health services and I’m not famous – but people rang me, they e mailed and they wrote. Anyone speaking publicly about the abuse of people who feel powerless definitely gets approached by people who’ve suffered at the hands of the oppressors.

 

It is to Yvette Vanson to whom I will now turn, because I suspect that Yvette Vanson knows so much she would be capable of writing a blog like this and she must have shared some of what she knew with Michael Mansfield.

Yvette Vanson went to the Royal College of Music and Drama in Cardiff, 1968-70 and also did a degree in social sciences at a later date. In 1979 Vanson landed a job with the BBC Community Programmes Unit with Mike Fentiman, only to find herself then blacklisted because of her previous involvement with the Workers Revolutionary Party (WRP). The BBC at the time was reputed to employ a member of MI5 who beavered away screening out undesirables and Vanson was one of them. So Vanson occupied herself doing other things for a few years, including producing training videos with Tony Wardle for East Sussex Social Services. Vanson is the sort of TV producer who gets to know her subject well, she too mixes and chats with people who are being exploited and abused. Vanson is not daft and her – extensive – work for East Sussex Social Services will have undoubtedly brought her face to face with bad practice, a dysfunctional social care system and neglect and abuse of clients. Vanson also made a documentary about the Mental Health Act – that was the Act which was drafted by Professor Robert Bluglass who two years later covered up the criminal activities of Dafydd and Dr Tony Francis which included breaking the law enshrined in that Act. Vanson worked in other areas of disability as well, which brought her into close contact with people from SCOPE and Leonard Cheshire – both organisations which have been accused of the abuse of vulnerable people. She will have known something.

Vanson took her film crew into Lambeth Town Hall when Lambeth Council workers were staging a sit-in – a Jim O’Brien was leading the workers’ protest. Ever think of mentioning what was happening to the kids in the care of Lambeth to the film crew then Jim?

Vanson made ‘Kentucky Fried Medicine’, a critique of the US healthcare system. She noticed only a ‘very, very few people who were willing to criticise and risk their jobs’. She’ll have noticed the same phenomenon in the UK NHS but she doesn’t mention that – Vanson made a documentary called ‘Stitching Up The NHS’.

In 1984, Vanson managed to find her way back into the BBC again, once more working with the BBC Community Programmes Unit and names Mike Fentimen and Tony Lye as people with whom she worked.

I have a friend who worked for the BBC in the late 80s and early 90s – in the documentary commissioning department. My friend maintained that the dept was openly corrupt and his boss had a huge row with him after my friend refused to accept bribes. My friend was told by this boss that he’d make sure that my friend would never work in London again. Weeks later my friend was transferred to Manchester and was made redundant shortly afterwards. The name of the BBC executive whom my friend alleged was involved? Paul Hayman. I was also told that Hayman had a huge in-tray on his desk full of ideas for commissions that documentary makers had sent in and that Hayman would invite chosen people into his office and tell them to take their pick of the other people’s ideas. Vanson mentions working with Paul Hayman when she produced ‘Presumed Guilty’ for BBC’s Inside Story.

The interview which Vanson gave from which I have obtained my information about her career didn’t mention the sort of rampant corruption witnessed by my friend at the BBC, but Vanson does talk about some people at the BBC editing her work to such an extent that the documentary was changed as well as the reluctance of certain people at the BBC to produce anything that the Gov’t might throw a hissy fit over. In the wake of Vanson’s documentary about the miners’ strike ‘Taking Liberties’, the BBC threatened to close the whole Community Programmes unit.

Vanson seemed to have been particularly irked by Liz Forgan, although when Forgan was getting on Yvette Vanson’s tits I think Forgan might have been working for Channel 4 – Vanson made documentaries for them as well. Liz Forgan is now Dame Liz. She was Editor of the Guardian Women’s pages 1978-82, then a Guardian columnist 1997-98 and then a non-executive director of the Guardian Media Group from 1998. Forgan was founding Commissioning Editor and then Director of Programmes at Channel 4, 1981-90. In 1993 she was appointed MD of BBC Network Radio, but she left the BBC in 1996 over a row with the DG John Birt concerning moving BBC Radio News from Broadcasting House to Television Centre. (Which seems an extraordinary thing to leave one’s job over – couldn’t Liz have resigned over Savile or all the corruption or something worthwhile?) Between 2001-08 Forgan was Chair of the National Heritage Memorial Fund and the Heritage Lottery Fund. In 2009 Dame Liz became Chair of the Arts Council of England – this was seen as a Labour Party appointment and Liz must have pissed a few other people off as well as Yvette Vanson, because in 2010 the Coalition Gov’t cut the Arts Council’s budget by nearly 30%. In 2003 Forgan was appointed Chair of the Scott Trust, the company which owns the Guardian Media Group and which is responsible for appointing the Editor of the Guardian.

Other notables as well as Liz have occupied the position of Chair of the Scott Trust. Hugo Young was in that role immediately prior to Liz – it was on Young’s watch that Alan Rusbridger who was Editor of the Guardian between 1995-2015 was appointed. The Chair before Young was Alistair Hetherington, who was appointed in 1984.

I first heard about Hetherington in 1982 from two of my friends who were studying film and media at Stirling University. They told me about a huge row that had blown up which had found its way into ‘The Scotsman’ – the University had appointed Hetherington, a journo, to a Research Chair. This was one of the first appointments by a UK university of a non-academic to a Chair and the fur flew. There were allegations that Stirling had only done this to toady to people in high places and that Hetherington had none of the qualities needed to successfully occupy the role. The students protested and my friends were signatories to the letter of protest that was sent to ‘The Scotsman’. Hetherington was appointed nonetheless – but it looks like my friends were right to have had their reservations, because Hetherington was never seen in the University, certainly didn’t do any research and buggered off in 1984 to Chair the Scott Trust. Whilst at the Scott Trust Hetherington received very serious grief from the NUJ. He supported Peter Preston as Editor of the Guardian and played a substantial role in the appointment of Hugo Young as his own successor as Chairman of the Scott Trust. So who was this man whom Stirling University prostrated themselves before?

Alistair was the son of Sir Hector Hetherington, a Professor at University College Cardiff and then Principal of the University of Glasgow. Whilst serving in the army in WWII Hetherington was a major in the Intelligence Corps. In 1950 he joined the Manchester Guardian as a journo and in 1953 Hetherington became Editor. Hetherington claimed to be a campaigner for social justice – he was present at the founding of CND and attended the preliminary meetings at the house of Lord Simon Wythenshawe, along with Sir Bernard Lovell and Bertrand Russell. Yet Hetherington did not support or join CND – indeed Hetherington actually tried to launch his own movement with aims directly in opposition to CND. Years later he performed another U turn over Vietnam, after meeting US military commanders in Saigon. In 1959 Hetherington oversaw the evolution of the ‘Manchester Guardian’ into the ‘Guardian’ and the office subsequently relocated to London. The ‘Guardian’ lost a great deal of money but was kept afloat by its sister paper, the ‘Manchester Evening News’.

Hetherington was close to Harold Wilson but even closer to Jo Grimond, the Liberal MP who would have become leader of the Party had Thorpe not got there instead. Hetherington spent 20 years writing leading articles to promote Liberal-Labour co-operation in order to defeat the Tories.

In 1975 Michael Swann, the Chairman of the BBC, offered Hetherington the post of Controller of BBC Scotland. There was as much trouble following that appointment as there was when Hetherington landed the Chair at Stirling. Hetherington  clashed with the DG at the BBC, Charles Curran and in 1978 was sacked by Curran’s successor, Ian Trethowan. Hetherington had to slum it as the manager of BBC Radio Highland until he was offered the Chair at Stirling.

Hetherington’s mate Michael Swann was a molecular biologist. Between 1965-74 he was Principal and Vice-Chancellor of the University of Edinburgh. In 1972 Swann was confronted with much trouble from the students, led by one Gordon Brown, who had been elected Rector. Ted Heath was so wowed at Swann’s ‘strong leadership’ at Edinburgh that he gave Swann a knighthood and then in 1974 appointed him as Chair of the BBC. In 1979 Swann was appointed Chancellor of York University and in 1981 he was given a peerage. Swann’s brother Hugh was Cabinet Maker to HM the Queen.

The present Chair of the Scott Trust is Andrew Graham. His CV has all the right ingredients – Sunday Times, LWT, Channel 4, Fellow of the Royal Television Society and Royal Society of Arts…

 

Today’s Mail Online published an angry article demanding to know why so many ‘left wing luvvies’ are heads of Oxbridge Colleges. A number of sinners were named and shamed, including Mark Damazar (latterly of the BBC), Alan Rusbridger, Jackie Ashley (Guardian columnist and wife of Andrew Marr of the BBC) and dear old Baroness Helena Kennedy. I don’t think that the elevation to great heights of such folk has much to do with them being lefties or luvvies. Like the people at the top of the Daily Mail, one reason why none of this lot have been blown out of the water is that they have all kept schtum about the organised sexual abuse of children by public figures and senior politicians and civil servants.

 

Vanson won a Royal Television Society award for her film about sexual harassment at work, ‘Making Advances’. The film was presented by Emma Freud. This was pre-Savile, pre-Rolf and pre-Stuart Hall. And indeed pre-Clement Freud, Emma’s father.

There is one TV documentary made by Vanson that I am particularly interested in. It was a documentary that was screened by BBC Wales in approx. 1996-97 entitled ‘Breaking the Mold’ and it concerned the fight to save Theatre Clwyd which was facing closure. Vanson mentions working with the commissioning editor of BBC Wales, John Geraint on a programme about Aberfan, so I’m wondering if he commissioned ‘Breaking The Mold’.

Theatre Clwyd was the baby of the former Chief Exec of Clwyd County Council, T.M. Hadyn Rees. Hadyn Rees was Chief Exec of Clwyd 1974-77 – as the paedophile gang raged in children’s homes run by Clwyd County Council. Hadyn Rees was a lawyer who was a member of the Welsh Arts Council, 1968-77. Hadyn Rees, like his successor Mervyn Phillips, had a great many fingers in a great many pies. Further details of the numerous fingers and pies involving these paedophiles’ friends can be read in my post ‘Ain’t Nothing Clean – Not Even The Welsh Calvinistic Methodists’. The upshot was that Hadyn Rees and Mervyn Phillips spearheaded huge projects which purchased them much kudos and power within north Wales yet it was never clear how these projects were funded. Whilst all this was happening, there were constant financial crises in Clwyd County Council  – the money just seemed to disappear but on what was unfathomable, because the Council certainly weren’t spending it on services for the citizens of Clwyd. Again and again there are references in local gov’t documents to the terrible financial problems in Clwyd – the Council had to go cap in hand to various places for bail outs, there was a huge row because the rates/council tax had to be hiked up to one of the highest levels in the UK and after the abolition of Clwyd County Council at the time of the submission of the Jillings Report into the abuse of children in the care of the Council, an enormous black hole in the funds was revealed which was carried over into the new organisation, Flintshire County Council. At the retirement party of Roger Parry, the Finance Chief of Clwyd, jokes were made about Roger’s catchphrase being ‘struggling on’, although there were many warm words for him from senior officers who remembered how he ‘rescued’ the Council at a time of crisis. Roger himself told the party that he was glad that he was able to save the day, but warned everyone not to embezzle the Council funds after his retirement.

Theatre Clwyd was a grand enterprise from the outset – it was opened in 1976 by HM the Queen and for a theatre in a small rural town in north Wales it really is quite impressive. The official narrative regarding the funding of the theatre is that it is funded by Clwyd County Council. It hit the buffers in about 1996 and was facing closure – this happened when Tom Middlehusrt was Chief Exec of Flintshire County Council. Just after the Jillings Report had confirmed the most dreadful abuse of children in Clwyd and the possible presence of a paedophile ring, just as the Waterhouse Inquiry was ordered. Just after Clwyd County Council had disappeared in a puff of smoke leaving the huge black hole in its wake – and when the newly created Flintshire County Council was ordered by Michael Beloff QC, the legal advisor to their insurers, to never release the Jillings Report to anyone, even the Councillors, on the grounds that what had happened to the children in care was so indefensible that the insurers would withdraw the Council’s cover if the Report was made public and the Council members themselves would be personally liable for the damages and costs if any of the former children in care sued. Michael Beloff QC styled himself a human rights/civil liberties barrister – he was a colleague of Mansfield, Gareth Peirce, Cherie Booth et al.

Tom Middlehurst – who later became the AM for Alyn and Deeside – is credited for having helped save Theatre Clwyd, although I can’t quite work out HOW. What is clear though is that Middlehurst managed to drum up a great deal of good publicity for the Theatre, which included Vanson’s documentary. Vanson herself described Theatre Clwyd as ‘really inspirational’ and in retrospect suggested that perhaps her film had helped the theatre stay open and that it was one of her ‘campaigning successes’. The person running Theatre Clwyd at the time was Helena Kaut-Howson, who is now a very big name in theatre internationally. David Hanson MP – another one of the paedophiles’ friends who is married to Margaret Hanson, the current Vice-Chair of the deadly Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board – spoke in Parliament about the crisis facing the theatre and described Theatre Clwyd as ‘an important social and cultural asset of north Wales’.

Middlehurst summoned up a very big name indeed in order to save the paedophiles’ friends’ extravagant folly – he contacted Terry Hands, who became CEO and Director of Theatre Clwyd in 1997. Terry Hands was one of the founders of the Liverpool Everyman Theatre in 1964. Hands went to school in Woking and studied at the University of Birmingham and RADA. After establishing the Everyman, in 1966 Hands joined the Royal Shakespeare Company and in 1986 became its CEO. Then in 1997 he gave the paedophiles’ friends an enormous helping hand. Hands also became the Vice-President of the Llangollen International Eisteddfod – scores of the paedophiles’ friends are associated with that festival and for a number of years Sir Ronnie Waterhouse was President. Hands is or was visiting Professor at the Atrium at the University of South Wales and is or was Joint President of the Arvon Foundation. The Arvon Foundation is a charity which promotes creative writing and runs a number of residential writing retreats. Poets previously involved with the Arvon Foundation include Ted Hughes, Seamus Heaney and Philip Larkin. Former tutors include Willy Russell, Ian McEwan, Andrew Motion, Carol Ann Duffy, Ian Rankin and Will Self. Hands left Theatre Clwyd in 2015, by which time it was the most successful theatre in Wales. In 2014 Wales Online had reported that Theatre Clwyd’s funding was at risk again – at this point Colin Everett was the Chief Exec of Flintshire County Council. Wales Online reported that the theatre had its own production company which travelled across the UK – the theatre company was described as being ‘subsidised’ by Flintshire County Council, which had left the Council with a big bill…

I have no idea how Middlehurst managed to rope Terry Hands in, but I note that Middlehurst went to Liverpool Poly. The Everyman was a huge cult in Liverpool and it fancied itself as bohemian and political. By the mid-70s some people who became very influential were associated with the Everyman, including Julie Walters, Cathy Tyson, Pete Postlethwaite and Matthew Kelly. The Everyman was associated with actors and writers on the left who had originated from working class backgrounds.

Pete Postlethwaite died not so long ago and spent the last part of his life in Shropshire. In 1987 he began a relationship with the woman whom he married in 2003, Jacqui, who was a BBC producer. In 1994 Pete Postlethwaite starred in  ‘Sin Bin’, directed by George Case. Postlethwaite played the part of a prison officer in a secure hospital in which one patient murders another. Case and the scriptwriter obviously had a very good knowledge of what goes on in secure hospitals – scenes involved the prison officers making crude sexual jokes about the patients, about the crimes that they were alleged to have committed which resulted in them being banged up and mocking notions such as ‘service users’. Like the film ‘Scum’ which portrayed the brutality inside a young offenders institution some ten years previously, ‘Sin Bin’ accurately portrayed the attitudes of staff – but it wasn’t quite as bad as those institutions are in real life. In the way that ‘Scum’ didn’t portray the staff sexually assaulting the boys, no-one banged up in ‘Sin Bin’ was there because they’d dared mention that they’d been abused in care or by the Top Doctors.

It is significant that both ‘Scum’ and ‘Sin Bin’ were fiction – not even Yvette Vanson made a documentary about the institutions that the paedophiles’ friends ran. She just made a film about their theatre when it had bankrupted the Council. Again.

Matthew Kelly spent much of his career pursuing a rather different path to his contemporaries at the Everyman. Like Julie Walters and Victoria Wood, Kelly trained at Manchester Poly – and like Vanson and Gareth Peirce he had been a member of the Workers Revolutionary Party. Kelly spent years presenting light entertainment shows such as ‘Game For A Laugh’ and ‘Stars In Their Eyes’. Until in 2003 – when he was arrested over allegations of child sexual abuse, as part of Operation Arundel. Operation Arundel resulted in the imprisonment of Jonathan King who like Kelly was investigated for abusing underaged boys in the 1970s. Kelly was never charged, on the grounds that the CPS did not have sufficient evidence. Another person investigated as part of the same operation was Tam Paton, the former manager of the Bay City Rollers, one of whom was imprisoned for the possession of child porn whilst he was working as a nurse in middle age. After Jonathan King was released from prison he angrily denounced what he claimed was the hypocrisy of those who had prosecuted him and excluded him from polite society. King maintained that he knew scores of other people in the entertainment industry who had done exactly what he had done but who had not been prosecuted. He also claimed that the judge who sentenced him to seven years inside had been at Cambridge with him and had also been having sex with underaged boys. I note that no-one ever sued Jonathan King regarding that allegation.

Although Matthew Kelly was not prosecuted, he was certainly very shaken and distressed by the police investigation. Granada and ITV supported him – as did Julie Walters – and said that they looked forward to his return, but Kelly didn’t return. He kept a very low profile for the next ten years and only relatively recently began making public appearances again.

I have no idea whether Matthew Kelly ever has been involved with under-aged boys as accused, but I do know that people in the entertainment industry will robustly support people whom they are aware may be conducting themselves in a questionable manner. Greg Dyke’s book ‘Inside Story’ mentions that Michael Barrymore’s behaviour was so bad and so bizarre that people found him nigh-on impossible to work with. Dyke maintains that ‘everyone’ knew that Barrymore was gay and that he would disappear for days at a time when he was supposed to be filming. This went on many years before a sexually injured corpse was found in Barrymore’s swimming pool of which Barrymore claimed to know nuzzing.

There was an article in the ‘Morning Star’ today about culture/plays for the working classes, headed ‘Workers’ Play Time’. I wondered if it might mention Terry Hands, the Everyman, Mike Leigh etc, but it didn’t. However I discovered a whole new world. The article was written by Doug Nicholls, the GFTU (General Federation of Trade Unions) General Secretary. Doug was previously General Secretary of the union CYWU (Community and Youth Workers Union), 1987-2007, which represented youth workers, workers in youth theatre, community education, outdoor education, play workers and personal advisors. Don’t tell me that they didn’t know something about the sexual exploitation of young people. The CYWU joined the TGWU in 2006 and is now part of UNITE.  The CYWU used to publish their own magazine, ‘Rapport’. I’ve had a very quick look through a vintage copy and it comments on the sort of thing that I suspected that it would – it mentions the NCCL and Patricia Hewitt and there is a lot of confusion about sexuality. There are some people maintaining that they should be able to come out as gay or lesbian and act as a ‘role model’ to the youngsters, but these people are opposed by other members taking an overly bigoted or macho stance with references to poofs and lesbians in tweed. It is in such fetid atmospheres that the sexual exploitation of young people flourishes….

 

Michael Mansfield lived in Wandsworth whilst St George’s Hospital Medical School and Springfield Hospital concealed the serious criminal activities in north Wales. Wandsworth is just down the road from St George’s and Springfield, loads of the staff of those hospitals live in Wandsworth. I know for a fact that David Hole the corrupt MSF rep did – he knew what had happened to me in north Wales.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ian Brockington’s Mischief

Since researching for yesterday’s post ‘One Dangerous Fucker’ and realising that the Top Doctors in north Wales who concealed the paedophile ring that operated in the region over decades had even more friends in high places assisting them than I ever imagined, I’ve followed up on a few things that I should have followed up on before. One of those things is the academic and professional contacts of Dr X (Dr Tony Francis) before he went to work at the North Wales Hospital in the mid 80s. Previous posts have explained how documents that I only acquired earlier this year demonstrate that Tony Francis was involved in very serious wrongdoing, including industrial scale perjury in an attempt to have me imprisoned after I’d complained about the north Wales mental health services.

Francis killed himself a few years ago, after the re-opening of the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, I suspect because he feared – or indeed knew – that the net was closing in on him. (Readers of this blog who follow the comments section will have seen how recently a friend of Tony Francis became very angry with me for naming him.) I have for a while been interested in why Tony Francis ever went to work in a hell-hole like Denbigh. Denbigh was notorious, no way would any ambitious competent psychiatrist ever want to go there to join Dafydd Alun Jones, Gwynne the lobotomist and the paedophiles’ friends. I posed the same question about the arrival of Professor Mark Williams and David Healy in Bangor, but as a previous post explains I suspect that was because they knew that there was no research governance there and they’d be able to publish anything, claim miracles and not be questioned (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’). But they arrived a few years after Francis and they did arrive at a time when Professor Fergus Lowe had embarked on his own bit of empire building in the School of Psychology at Bangor University. Francis arrived when Dafydd still dominated the School of Psychology and was wangling places there for his own children even if they weren’t appropriately qualified, when Gwynne the lobotomist was still causing havoc in the Student Health Centre and before there was really any in-patient psychiatric care at all available in Bangor, it was all still based at te North Wales Hospital Denbigh. I can only think – indeed I’m fairly certain now that I know what Francis was actually doing without the patients’ knowledge – that he disgraced himself in some way in a previous job and that’s why he was cast out into the Evil Darkness that was the North Wales Hospital and the paedophiles. Top Doctors are never cast out for incompetence or poor clinical skills, they are cast out if their senior colleagues believe that they are such a liability that the shit is going to one day hit the fan on their patch, as I witnessed when I worked at St Georges Hospital Medical School. Francis must have been causing a great deal of concern to someone to have been despatched to Denbigh, even if north Wales was desperately in need of new blood and an alternative to Dafydd and Gwynne.

My post ‘One Dangerous Fucker’ named Prof Tim Crow as one of Francis’s previous academic colleagues, but I think that Francis worked with Crow in the 70s. Before arriving in north Wales, Francis worked in Manchester. I have discovered a number of abstracts of publications written before he went to north Wales. A number of those publications, dated 1980, 1981, 1982 and 1983 concern mood disorders and peuperal psychosis and are co-authored with an I.F. Brockington. That is one Professor Ian Brockington who is Emeritus Professor at the University of Birmingham. Brockington describes himself as a neurobiologist on his website – he is a psychiatrist whose research interest is neurobiology. His forte is women’s mental health and one of his most well-known books is ‘Eileithyia’s Mischief’, Eileithyia being the Greek goddess of childbirth and midwifery. In 1993 Brockington was the founder and first Chairman of the section on women’s mental health in the World Psychiatric Association. Between 1983-2001 Brockington was Chair of Psychiatry at the University of Birmingham and was responsible for training thousands of medical students as well as for training many psychiatrists at postgraduate level. Before that he was Senior Lecturer at Manchester between 1975-1982 and it was there that Francis worked with him.

Now one phenomenon that I have noticed in medicine is that although Top Doctors will ensure that a problem is removed from their own patch, not only do they not blow the whistle, but if the problem becomes caught up in a scandal later in their career – as Dafydd did constantly after ‘training’ at the Maudsley – they will deny that they ever spotted a potential problem, lest they are implicated. This is why those charmers at St Georges Hospital Medical School and Springfield Hospital felt able to conceal Dafydd’s criminal activities and misconduct when they were faced with it in 1991. Dafydd had worked with their mate Bob Hobson at the Maudsley and no-one was going to admit that Bob had trained an abusive nutter who then went out into the world and caused chaos. (Lord Robert Winston employed a serial sexual harasser at Hammersmith Hospital – Winston passed him on to St Georges who passed him on to Cardiff. He’s still there.) So if Tony Francis had disgraced himself whilst on Brockington’s team, it is highly likely that Brockington would never let anyone know what had happened even if Francis ended up in hot water subsequently.

So Francis was despatched to north Wales in about 1983. In 1987 I made a very serious complaint which involved Tony Francis, Dafydd Alun Jones and a number of other staff. My complaint included unlawful imprisonment, assault and attempts to bribe and threaten me into dropping my complaint. My post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’ details how difficult it was to even get that complaint investigated and how there was a complete whitewash when it was investigated. Documents in my possession demonstrate what was going on behind the scenes at the time (detailed in previous posts), including phone calls and letters being exchanged between the Medical Ombudsman for the Welsh Office, Professor Robert Owen and one of Tony Francis’s mates, a GP in Bangor, DGE Wood, who was not part of my complaint in any way and who was no longer my GP. I had no knowledge of these communications at the time. The letters and phone calls were being sent and made to Owen at his home in Colwyn Bay. So all pretty irregular really.

One thing that happened at the hearing into my complaint led by Bluglass was that no part of my complaint involving Tony Francis was dealt with – although Francis was called as a witness. Huge aspects of my complaint about Dafydd weren’t dealt with either, but nothing at all relating to Tony Francis, the conduct of his SHO a Dr Perera, or the social worker who broke the law to do their bidding, Jackie Brandt, was mentioned in the final report. Perera and Brandt were not called as witnesses either. Previous posts have explained how Bluglass had co-authored with Dr Paul Bowden from the Maudsley – who will have known Dafydd’s mate Bob Hobson. I thought that was a salient connection. But at the time that I made that complaint about Tony Francis, the man with whom he had worked for a number of years, Ian Brockington, was the Chair of Psychiatry at Birmingham – Bluglass was the Chair of Forensic Psychiatry at Birmingham at the same time. No wonder Francis wasn’t investigated or even mentioned in Bluglass’s final report.

Brockington is a very big name indeed in women’s mental health. Tony Francis unlawfully detained and then repeatedly perjured himself in an attempt to imprison one woman who had complained about him. He encouraged other people to perjure themselves as well in an attempt to achieve this end. I know of another woman who at about the same time as me also made a complaint against Tony Francis and Jackie Brandt, again that she had been detained unlawfully. Some years later the same young women made another complaint against Tony Francis – she maintained that Tony Francis had exposed himself to her. There were no witnesses to the incident, the young woman was deemed to be psychotic and Francis was cleared. I have no idea at all whether he did do that, but I now have numerous documents demonstrating that Francis and his colleagues broke the law repeatedly, lied constantly and perjured themselves again and again.

Would Professor Brockington now like to tell us what it was that Francis did whilst he was on Brockington’s team that resulted in Francis being cast into the Evil Darkness? If Brockington is going to claim the same sort of sudden memory loss that Robert Bluglass experienced when I confronted him with his wrongdoing a few years ago, perhaps some of the others who worked with Francis and Brockington at the time could enlighten us. Francis’s co-authors on those papers with Brockington were: J.E. Helzer, V.F. Hillier, S. Wainwright, K.F. Cernik, E.M. Schofield, A.R. Downing and C. Keelan. Come on now, Francis did some very naughty things in north Wales – including concealing a paedophile gang, some of whose victims were found dead in suspicious circumstances. Cough.

But Ian Brockington may well have had connections with Dafydd as well as with Francis. Brockington too undertook his training in psychiatry at the Maudsley and is of a similar vintage to Dafydd. Like Dafydd, Brockington spent a few years doing a few other things before taking up psychiatry – Brockington was a cardiologist, whereas Dafydd just got himself thrown out of a chemistry degree – so what’s the betting that their paths crossed at the Maudsley? Even if Brockington did not know Dafydd personally, that stint at the Maudsley will have brought him into contact with many others who were keeping a lid on Dafydd’s crimes – Brockington also worked at the Institute of Psychiatry in 1969, so he’ll have had opportunities for further bonding there.

Brockington’s wife Diana is described as a ‘tribunal judge’. Now that could be employment tribunals – but just imagine if it were mental health tribunals…

Should anyone try to escape the Top Doctors of north Wales by emigrating, hard luck. Brockington, like the Count (see post ‘One Dangerous Fucker’), has contacts abroad as well. He was a visiting prof in Chicago. And he’s done a stint at the Royal Postgraduate Medical School, Hammersmith Hospital, an institution featured in previous posts.

Brockington’s previous at Manchester may explain something else as well. The protection afforded to the truly lethal Dr Tony Roberts, latterly of the Hergest Unit and one of Francis’s colleagues in north Wales, who managed such a high suicide rate among his patients that it showed up as a statistical outlier – the highest in Wales, the second highest in the whole of England and Wales. Roberts trained at Manchester at the time that Brockington was there – and of course Francis. Tony Roberts was so unpleasant, dangerous and dysfunctional that I don’t think anyone ever questioned why he’d landed a job at the North Wales Hospital, he was obviously virtually unemployable. Despite him being loathed by his colleagues and exterminating patients, the GMC felt it worth their while using a forged document to protect him (see post ‘The General Medical Council And Yet Another Forged Document’).

Tony Francis also had links to Cardiff Medical School. He studied there as an undergrad (he was a student there whilst Neil Kinnock was the NUS President there) and in the 70s he was working and publishing with the Dept of Psychological Medicine at Cardiff. This alone will have ensured that he knew what a bloody dreadful reputation the North Wales Hospital Denbigh had, he’ll have heard the stories. Francis published with the team from Cardiff in 1976, 1977 and 1978. Perhaps his colleagues from that time would like to spill the beans. His co-authors were: D.M. Shaw, G.V. Groom, D. Riad-Fahmy, P. Williams, J. Link, E.N. Cole, D. Hughes, S.F. Tidmarsh, A.L. Johnson, A.C. Michalakeas, G.J. Riley and R. Blazek.

In 1979 Francis was the single author of a paper concerning brain structure and schizophreniform psychosis. Which sounds like the sort of work that Time Crow might have been involved with.

My post ‘One Dangerous Fucker’ described the possible links that the founder of SANE, Marjorie Wallace, had with the associates of the Top Doctors in north Wales. Marjorie has inflicted her damage by using her media contacts to provide much misinformation regarding the activities of the Top Doctors. Marjorie has excellent media contacts because she has worked in journalism since the 60s. As well as her relationship with Count Andrew Skarbek who was also a Top Doctor, as I detailed yesterday Marjorie has had relationships with Lord Snowdon and Tom Marjerison. All at the same time. I wrote a bit about Tom yesterday, who was obviously a very big hitter indeed, being the founder of New Scientist and London Weekend Television, but Tom had worked with those at the very top of the tree. One of the co-founders of LWT was David Frost, who provided never ending entertainment for the likes of Peter Cook, but was of course famous for ingratiating himself to just about every British PM and US President of the last forty years. Frost indulged in idiocies such as presenting ‘Through The Keyhole’ which led to me being completely unable for years to believe all the stories about Frost being seriously influential in Gov’t circles, but those stories were true – he toadied to the very best. Frost died a very odd death a few years ago. He was on a cruise ship without his wife which was alleged to have been unusual for Frost, when he had a heart attack. Frost had a lot of bad luck there – the heart attack happened at a time when the ship was at a location where Frost could not be helped, although the sort of ships that Frost travelled on have their own medics on board. Then a few months later Frost’s son died an equally odd death – he was a young man, who collapsed whilst he was out jogging. Both Frost and his son were alleged to have suffered from the same hereditary heart problem, but the Frost family subsequently claimed that no Top Doctors had ever warned them that Frost’s son had the heart problem. Then it was revealed that whatever had caused Frost’s heart attack, it wasn’t his heart defect. These two deaths were so weird that one could almost imagine them happening to people who might have known about the Westminster Paedophile Ring that was being discussed so extensively at the time and who were suspected of being about to investigate or even go public…

Talking of the Westminster Paedophile Ring, I received a very helpful e mail yesterday from a journo providing me with names and details of suspects, victims and accessories. It’ll take me a few days to read it all, but I’ve already spotted a few names that I recognise. Like me, this journo believes that north Wales and Lambeth were the areas of the most intense activity where the providing of youngsters in care for the purposes of sexual exploitation was concerned.

Marjerison did business with another very high profile person when he established LWT as well – Rupert Murdoch. Murdoch was an investor in LWT, but Marjerison fell out with him in a big way, which is what caused Marjerison’s departure from LWT in 1971. Marjerison may have fallen out with Murdoch, but Marjorie was of course a journo on the ‘Sunday Times’ throughout the 80s, when she launched her ‘keep the prisons for the paedophiles’ victims open’ campaign – Murdoch bought the ‘Sunday Times’ and the ‘Times’ in 1981. Murdoch’s press famously did Thatcher’s administrations great favours. Matthew Parris, Thatcher’s former correspondence secretary who waxes lyrical about having sex with ‘willing boys’ in his autobiography (see post ‘A Pretty Classy Piece Of Operation’) also worked and still works for Murdoch on the ‘Times’. So I don’t think that any publication owned by Mr Murdoch was likely to run an expose of kids in care being sexually abused by public figures, some of whom were close to Thatcher. Indeed his publications might have welcomed journos and articles which distracted from or concealed what was going on.

There is however something much more fascinating about Tom Marjerison than even his work with Frost and Murdoch. That is the stories concerning his involvement with the security services. Although Marjerison spent most of his career in the media, he began life as a physicist and in the 60s was acknowledged as being an expert on Soviet technology. He was the BBC’s source of info for this and made a ‘Panorama’ programme about the Red Army’s ammunition production in Siberia. Merjerison’s obituaries relate anecdotes concerning the making of this programme that cannot be true. In the attempts to portray him as some sort of Super Hero, they explain how when he was in Siberia filming, he won the admiration of the Soviets by drinking even more than they did, swimming in a pool which was covered in thick ice, wore only a ‘light Marks & Spencers suit in -40c temperatures’, evaded his ‘Soviet minders’ and ‘the bugs in his room’. No matter how much of an expert on Soviet technology Marjerison was, he was still a human being and the reason why people in Siberia wrap up well – very well actually, more than any other place on earth, in layers of skins and fur – is that if they don’t do this, they die. History is full of examples of whole armies that died when they attempted to cross what used to be the Soviet Union because they encountered those temperatures in unsuitable clothes. Such as M&S suits. Furthermore, I very much doubt that Merjerison did evade his ‘Soviet minders’ – the Soviet Union in the 1960s was a very harsh place and the consequences of leaving your group would be very high indeed. And how did he know that he evaded the bugs in his room? If the bugs were any good he wouldn’t have found them anyway. So some tall stories were being told in an attempt to convince people that Tom smuggled state secrets out of the Soviet Union for ‘Panorama’. He didn’t. (By the way ‘Panorama’ wouldn’t even tackle the Top Doctors in north Wales let alone the KGB – I know because I offered them the story.)

The same obits lovingly recounted how the Soviets were so impressed by Tom’s Putin-like qualities that the KGB tried to recruit him as a spy by leaving him bottles of vodka in telephone boxes outside of West End theatres. If they really did that, the vodka would be picked up by a passing vagrant, it wouldn’t wait there for Tom to come out of the theatre. But so impressive was Tom that MI5 tried to recruit him as well! But Tom was having none of it – he met with MI5 at the Cumberland Hotel to discuss his future with MI5’s careers officer, but he saw so many other identical meetings going on in the same room at the same time that he turned MI5 down. These stories sound to me very much like the stories that are put about to muddy the waters – and some such stories are put about by people who did work for the security services. But there is other info about Tom available as well. That during the war, when he was still working as a physicist, he did ‘undercover work’ for the war effort, work that ‘continued for several years into peacetime’. So Tom did work for the security services then, which was probably how he got into the Soviet Union to make a documentary. Nothing to do with an M&S suit in the cold climate. Furthermore, Tom was Director of the Nuclear Electric information Group and a consultant for the British Nuclear Industry Forum. The Gov’t wouldn’t have given those jobs out to just anyone. Marjerison was sufficiently good friends with Yuri Gagarin to have accompanied him to a meal at Buck House when Gagarin was invited to meet HM the Queen. Tom’s obituaries also contain references to him being wheeled out to deal with ‘the unions’ at various times in his career.

The reason that I am interested in all this, is that it has now been admitted that Sir Peter Hayman, a diplomat who did work for the British security services, was a convicted paedophile, but was not prosecuted for a number of other offences when he should have been. There are allegations that members of the security services were involved in the Kincora Boys Home scandal and that the security services were involved in concealing the extent of child abuse in north Wales. Tom Marjerison ‘helped’ Marjorie Wallace in her work with SANE. Although Tom and Marjorie didn’t start living together until the mid 80s, they both worked together on the ‘Sunday Times’ for a long while before that and as with Marjorie and Lord Snowdon, they were ‘close’.

Another friend of Marjorie’s that I mentioned in ‘One Dangerous Fucker’ was Mary Kenny, a rather eccentric journalist who has written for Tory supporting publications like the Torygraph and the ‘Spectator’. Mary Kenny is famously idiosyncratic, she was a leading light in the Irish feminist movement in the early 70s but is still very faithful to the Catholic Church in Ireland. I haven’t been able to find any info that suggests that Kenny might be closely associated with anyone complicit with organised child sexual abuse – but the Catholic Church itself isn’t too clean on that whole issue. (I am reading the book that Conrad Black, the former owner of the Torygraph wrote after he was released from prison, which is a mine of info. I’ll be using the info in future posts.)

‘One Dangerous Fucker’ detailed the way in which a close friend of mine was sacked from her job at the Royal Television Society – a friend whose parents had been supporting me in my battles with the north Wales Top Doctors/paedophiles’ friends and who was interested in making a documentary about it. The President of the RTS at the time was Sir Paul Fox. Fox began his career at the BBC in the 1950s and was controller of BBC 1 for six years from 1967. He spanned the height of Jimmy Savile’s abuse at the BBC then. Paul Fox was then head of programmes at Yorkshire TV and was the Managing Director of Yorkshire TV between 1977-88. Fox was Chairman of ITN between 1986-1988 and Managing Director of BBC Network TV between 1988-1991.

In July 1989 people working for Yorkshire TV approached the social worker who blew the whistle on the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, Alison Taylor, regarding child abuse in north Wales. In September 1989 Alison Taylor and a man who had been in care in north Wales who alleged abuse were filmed extensively for Yorkshire TV. In Feb 1990, Yorkshire TV abandoned the film about child abuse in north Wales for a documentary about another, far smaller, child abuse case. My friend was working at the Royal Television Society at this time. She was dismissed in early 1991, at the same time that I was hounded out of my job at St Georges Hospital Medical School. My friend was subsequently awarded compensation for unfair dismissal. Paul Fox was knighted in 1991.

Top Doctors don’t have to be married to Marjorie Wallace to have media connections. One thing that Top Doctors really enjoy is rubbing noses with Royalty or appearing in the media. I would advise the Royals to be cautious where the Top Doctors are concerned though. The Top Doctors are certainly shameless toadies when they are in the presence of a Royal personage and if a Royal appears at a Top Doctors meeting or conference, no matter how inane the Royal address to the Top Doctors is, the Top Doctors will nod enthusiastically throughout the speech and then clap very vigorously at the end, with that weird expression on their faces that they use specifically for such occasions, a sort of over-determined expression. And of course the Top Doctors are delighted to have a Royal open a new wing of a hospital, it makes their day, it is only bettered when a Royal appears at a Top Doctors Charity Ball. However in the 1990s the gynaecological case history of a member of the Royal Family was being passed around the London hospitals, for the entertainment of everyone. It’s the Top Doctors you know – they’re really not all that they pretend to be.

Top Doctors enjoy hobnobbing with other celebs as well as Royals and one Top Doctor who had connections to those we know and love who became very well known for a celeb connection was the psychiatrist Robin Skynner. Skynner famously co-authored with John Cleese in 1989 and 1993. John Cleese with the BBC career that is. Cleese had been one of Skynner’s clients since 1975 and the books that they wrote together introduced family therapy to a lay audience.

In terms of being in a position to conceal the wrongdoing of Dafydd et al or indeed organised child abuse, Robin Skynner had a CV as good as that of the Count. Skinner qualified as a doctor from UCL in 1952 and trained as a child psychiatrist. He passed his Diploma in Psychological Medicine in 1957 and worked with S.H. Foulkes (originally known as S.H. Fuchs), a psychoanalyst. Foulkes was a pioneer and one of the founders of group analysis in Britain and his official history states that he attracted others who were keen to change the way that mental health patients were dealt with. Now there was a lot of this sort of thing alleged in the 60s, that the new generation of psychiatrists wanted change and I’m sure that many of them did. But change did not happen – psychiatry remained an incredibly abusive, oppressive speciality that was used to silence people who should have been listened to. What did happen though was some very abusive people like Dafydd Alun Jones and Tony Francis learnt the language of therapy and used that to inflict very great damage on people and conceal some real horrors. Skynner was attracted by the early stages of the ‘therapeutic community’ movement – just like Dafydd! In fact Dafydd told Dr Robin Jacobson of St Georges Hospital Medical School/Springfield Hospital in 1991 that he had treated me in a therapeutic community, rather than explaining that I’d been unlawfully arrested after having been threatened by him, illegally imprisoned and then assaulted by the staff. Documents in my possession demonstrate that Jacobson knew that Dafydd was lying and also knew that Dafydd was having sex with patients but no-one challenged Dafydd about any of it. in 1959 Skynner and disciples of Foulkes formed Group Analytic Practice and what followed was the emergence of the Institute of Group Analysis for training in group therapy. In 1977 Skynner formed the Institute for Family Therapy and Chaired this until 1979.

Skynner was the authority on family therapy, so intellectually and academically he was phenomenally influential. But he had the other usual powers of the Top Doctor as well, in terms of his professional network. He was invited to become a member of the Royal College of Psychiatrists on it’s formation in 1971. He was then elected a Fellow of the Royal College in 1976. He trained as a child psychiatrist at the Maudsley – where else? Along with the Count and Dafydd and Bob Hobson and the rest of them and at a very similar time. It was at the Maudsley that Skynner met Foulkes. Skynner was the Director of the Woodberry Down Child Guidance Unit and between 1965-1970 was Physician In Charge of the Dept of Psychiatry at the Queen Elizabeth Hospital for Children. In 1970 Skynner gave up child guidance work. From 1971 he held a Senior Tutor post at the Institute of Psychiatry and a post as Honorary Associate Consultant at the Maudsley. So we’ve arrived back at those two establishments again…

Skynner retired from the NHS and from university teaching in 1982, but like the rest of them continued with his private practice. Well it doesn’t just keep the dosh rolling in, it means that one’s still in a position of influence should anyone start publicising anything that a lot of important people would rather they didn’t. S.H. Foulkes, the daddy of them all, worked at Barts Hospital until he retired in 1963, but continued in private practice after that.

Skynner didn’t work alone, he worked with his wife Prudence. Together they became leaders in family therapy and pioneered the development of therapy groups for couples that included groups for bishops of the Church of England and their wives no less. If I had come across this info a few years ago I’d have been a bit non-plussed and wondered why bishops of the C of E and their wives might be particularly in need of family therapy. But in recent months even Radio 4’s ‘Sunday’ programme has simply become one long roll call of bishops who either spent their lives molesting children or concealing other people in the Church who molested children. Skynner and Prudence obviously identified a market long before anyone else knew about this syndrome.

Prudence died in 1987. She was so highly regarded in the field that one London medical school named it’s family therapy unit in honour of her when it opened in 1990. Yes, it was St Georges Hospital Medical School/Springfield Hospital, who one year later were ignoring evidence of Dafydd’s and Tony Francis’s criminal activities and were consulting Lucille Hughes – Dafydd’s mistress and Director of Gwynedd Social Services, who was later named in the Waterhouse Report as colluding with a paedophile gang – for evidence regarding my ‘dangerousness’.

After Prudence died, Skynner entered into a long term relationship with Welsh landscape artist Josh Partridge and they spent much time together at Skynner’s cottage in Wales…

As so many of those we know and love are, Skynner was ‘spiritual’. He had a long association with the Gurdjieff Society. I’ve been on their website and it’s pretty much what I expected – I also note that it involves something called ‘The Fourth Way’. As opposed to Blair and Giddens’s Third Way.

Like many spiritual people whom I have known who have made careers in therapy and analysis – which has tended to include discrediting or even lying about anyone who uncovers the sordid underbelly of the world of the Top Doctors – Skynner seems to have actually been quite a dysfunctional man. He had an incredibly ‘difficult’ childhood and in later life used to quip that his mother called him a lunatic but that he managed to enter psychiatric hospitals by the staff entrance. Skynner was always happy to maintain that he ‘needed treatment’. On a more sober note there were observations that as a bomber pilot during the war Skynner had some very bad experiences which profoundly affected him. There is mention of therapy sessions that were ‘chaotic’, with people screaming at each other and crying. If one is a half-competent Top Doctor it is de rigueur to admit that one has one’s own problems – it’s like having patients’ art work on one’s walls, it shows that you’re not like Gwynne the lobotomist.

Robin Skynner may well have been very genuine in his expressions about all this, but Top Doctors can find admissions of psychological problems or mental illness very useful. It gets them out of trouble. Dafydd was a pioneer in this field, he told absolutely everyone back in the 80s that he suffered from a ‘nervous illness’, for which he received treatment ‘from a doctor in England’. One of my postgrad friends at the time observed that the beauty of this would be that if ever Dafydd was done for misconduct he’d just say ‘oh it’s my nervous illness’ and that friend was spot-on. Likewise Tony Francis had a mood disorder. Now Tony Francis was indeed a very troubled man, but in the months before he killed himself he spent a very long time in hospital in Manchester. (I note that he certainly didn’t use the services provided by his colleagues in north Wales.) When I told my friend Brown about this, he observed that one advantage of being in hospital would be that Francis wouldn’t have to answer any questions. I thought that Brown was being overly cynical at the time, but some time later I had a very interesting conversation with someone who was a neighbour of Francis and knew his wife. This person didn’t know that I had known Francis years before and she didn’t know that I’d ever been a patient of his. But she mentioned that he was suffering so much because of a ‘dreadful woman’ who had complained about him. After a few more sentences it became clear that the person whom she was talking about was me. I didn’t like to mention that I hadn’t even seen Francis for at least four years and that the complaint had been made some twenty years ago and had never been investigated anyway. And I certainly didn’t tell her that Francis and his colleagues had perjured themselves repeatedly and concealed a paedophile gang, because I didn’t have the documents then that I now have. So if a Top Doctor has a mental illness the narrative plays out somewhat differently to when the rest of the world does.

Robyn Skynner on one occasion did something that would be frowned upon by most therapists. He introduced one of his clients – John Cleese – to another therapist, whom Cleese subsequently had a relationship with and then married. That was the American lady whom Cleese divorced a few years ago among much acrimony, publicity and which left him feeling so bitter that he used the divorce as the basis for a comedy tour.

One comment in one of Skynner’s obituaries that is particularly significant was that he ‘worked with adults and children of an unusually wide range of socio-economic status, from the poorest districts of the East End to private practice’. This could apply to anyone working at the Maudsley. The Maudsley’s immediate catchment area is Lambeth. The Lambeth that, along with north Wales, had the biggest problem in the UK with children in care being abused and trafficked by paedophiles. Lambeth Council also sent many children on placement to children’s homes in north Wales. So theoretically, the Count or Dafydd or Bob Hobson or indeed Robin Skynner, could be treating both the trafficked kids and the paedophiles who abused them. If those paedophiles were celebs, people with connections to Westminster or members of the security services, the consequences are obvious.

There is of course a former Top Doctor from the Maudsley who is probably the most well-known media psychiatrist – Anthony Clare. (Raj Parsaud followed hot on his heels but unfortunately Raj was exposed as an outrageous and shameless plagiarist, which he had been for many years but no-one had dared mention it.) Clare is no longer with us, he died in 2007. He qualified as a doctor at University College Dublin in 1966 and after doing his initial training in psychiatry at St Patrick’s Hospital Dublin, he ended up at the Maudsley for five years as a registrar and then senior registrar. In 1976 he became a researcher in general practice at the Institute of Psychiatry, spending six years there. It was during this time that he began broadcasting on Radio 4 and in 1982 he began doing the programme for which he became famous, ‘In The Psychiatrist’s Chair’. He was applauded for getting to the soul of his interviewees and poor old Bob Monkhouse ended up in tears. Clare did of course interview Jimmy Savile – and he didn’t mention You Know What. Savile didn’t end up in tears. It would be unfair to let Clare off the hook by saying that no-one asked Savile the Big Question – which is what everybody claimed after his death – because actually there was one journalist who did ask Savile if he was a paedophile and that was Lyn Barber. I read the interview, it was in I think ‘The Observer’ and it passed pretty much without wider media comment – but Lyn Barber had said to Savile during the interview ‘they say that you like little girls’. And Savile had come out with the usual load of Savilesque meaningless tripe, but Lyn Barber did ask him. In 1983 Clare became Prof and Head of Dept of Psychological Medicine at Barts. In 1989 he returned to Dublin. Many years ago in ‘Private Eye’ an article appeared concerning a scandal that had happened in a hospital over which Clare had responsibility. A woman had been sectioned and detained for three days – because she had started divorce proceedings against her husband. It wasn’t the Maudsley, it was a hospital in Dublin to which Clare had returned to work after 1989. There was a fuss, the woman sued and there was media comment about how embarrassing this was for Anthony Clare. I’d be interested to know how that lady ever managed to make herself heard let alone begin legal proceedings – just look at what was going on in north Wales and indeed St Georges Hospital Medical School/Springfield Hospital at the very same time. So presumably whichever hospital in Dublin it was, it wasn’t involved in concealing a vicious paedophile ring – because if it was it would have been guaranteed complete protection from publicity or legal action.

After Clare died, one of his obituaries mentioned that during the 1990s Clare ‘completely’ ‘turned his back on the media’, refused to do any media work at all and wouldn’t even review a book. Anthony Clare was the ultimate media tart for years and the media loved him. So what happened?

Clare is fondly remembered by other Top Doctors. Prof Peter White, now Emeritus Prof of Psychological Medicine at Queen Mary University London and before that of the Maudsley and Barts, remembered how Anthony Clare had flown from London to Sydney to give a keynote speech just three hours after landing and how during the flight the airline had lost Clare’s slides and notes and that he was also jet-lagged. But Clare had the audience ‘spellbound by a speech in which he used his Irish charm, humour and passion to remind us that so long as we truly listened and put the patient first, all would be well in psychiatry’.

I think that something’s gone wrong somewhere despite Clare having snogged the face off the Blarney Stone.

 

 

In recent posts I have mentioned how, like Marjorie Wallace, another ‘mental health campaigner’ in the media ignored correspondence from me regarding the misconduct of the Top Doctors in north Wales back in the 80s – Esther. So my ears pricked up when I heard the allegations that someone had written to Esther about Jimmy Savile when dear old Esther launched Childline, but had been ignored. I had heard allegations that Childline was failing to help children who had contacted them who had been abused whilst ‘in care’.

I have now been sent some information about Esther which is in the public domain but hasn’t received much coverage – it explains a lot. Esther founded Childline in 1986 with her cousin, the wife of Nick Ross, the former presenter of BBC’s ‘Crimewatch’ programme. My correspondent has also told me that Nick Ross’s colleague Jill Dando – who was shot dead by an unknown assassin – was at the time of her murder working on an investigation concerning allegations that people with connections to the BBC were involved in a paedophile ring. Barry George, a man with mental health problems and learning difficulties, was convicted of Jill’s murder but was released from prison when it was demonstrated that a lot of lies had been told and that he’d been fitted up.

The first Chief Exec of Childline that Esther appointed was a controversial and rather rash choice. It was Valerie Howarth, who is now Baroness Valerie Howarth, a cross bencher in the Lords. The appointment was controversial because Howarth was Director of Brent Social Services at the time of the death of Jasmine Beckford, a four year old girl who died as a result of the complete negligence and fuckwittery of Brent Social Services. Jasmine died in 1984 and Howarth was Director between 1982-1986. Furthermore, when Howarth later applied for the job of Director of Cambridgeshire Social Services, she failed to mention that the death of Jasmine had taken place on her watch (although I would have thought that they could have worked that one out). Esther however assured everyone that she knew that Valerie was sound. How did she know this? Because Valerie had trained Esther’s sister Priscilla Taylor, who was a social worker! They were both social workers for Lambeth. Howarth worked for Lambeth between 1963-1982 – she wasn’t just there for a few weeks. No wonder children abused in care found that Childline were not interested. Priscilla told Esther that Valerie was ‘a skilled and experienced social worker’. Who somehow didn’t notice that the kids homes were rife with child molesters. Valerie and Priscilla must have really excelled because Lambeth have now paid out millions in compensation to former residents, many more claims are due to be settled and the Shirley Oaks Survivors Association, a group of people were abused in Lambeth children’s homes in the 50s, 60s, 70s and 80s, have set up an excellent website with the names, details and mugshots of the paedophiles responsible and have published their own report into the matter.

In 2013 Esther wrote an article defending herself, Valerie Howarth and Sharon Shoesmith – who famously presided over Haringey Council at the time of the Baby P scandal. The death of Baby P, Peter Connelly, also involved gobsmacking negligence on the part of a Top Doctor at Great Ormond Street Hospital. She failed to notice that Peter had a broken back. I know somebody who told me that the Top Doctor in question didn’t actually examine Peter. It was admitted that at the time the ‘world leading’ GOSH was in chaos. Esther’s article was a mixture of fury directed at everyone who had levelled criticism at Shoesmith and Howarth, invective at the inadequate – or in Esther’s eyes bad/wicked/evil/manipulative ad infinitum – parents of the children involved and extreme defensiveness. As the defenders of senior social workers who screw up badly often do, Esther made much of the evil genius of such parents who pull the wool over the eyes of skilled and experienced social workers while they torture and murder their children. Such parents are of course not cunning geniuses, in all of the high profile cases of this nature social services had been told again and again by scores of concerned people that there were serious worries about the welfare of the child who later died. The parents were obviously hopelessly inadequate, chaotic and sometimes very brutal but the one thing that they were not was clever or competent. The parents were on low incomes, usually benefits – Shoesmith, Howarth and others at their level are paid hundreds of thousands a year to do an admittedly very difficult job, but part of the reason for the high salary is that they are expected to take responsibility. If they can’t do that and instead just blame the innate wickedness of the ‘service users’ in the face of serious failure, we might as well sack the whole lot of them and save on their salary bill.

Esther also stressed that the talented and wonderful Valerie and Sharon had ended up ‘unemployed’. They don’t stay unemployed for very long Esther, they used their contacts and their numerous excuses to get themselves further highly paid positions. Indeed Valerie landed a job as Chief Exec of Childline because she knew Esther’s sister. Esther uses the example of Valerie being in the Lords as an demonstration of Valerie’s enormous ability. Valerie is of course in the Lords because Esther gave her a job. Valerie’s on the up and up though, despite Lambeth and despite Jasmine. Valerie is on the Board of the Food Standards Agency, she’s a Trustee of ‘a number of children’s charities’, Patron of the Youth Advocacy Scheme, Vice-Chair of the National Care Standards Commission and Secretary to the All Parliamentary Children’s Group. She is a Board member of CAFCASS and in 2008 was Chair of CAFCASS. That is the scandal ridden disasterous CAFCASS which in 2008 was in such chaos that it’s staff were having nervous breakdowns as a result of their working conditions and were leaving posts a matter of months after being appointed, the CAFCASS which subsequently found that no-one wanted to work for them at all.

Esther mentioned in the article that her daughter Miriam was training to be a social worker – and that her daughter was clever, compassionate and dedicated. She won’t be working for Lambeth, Brent or CAFCASS then.

 

I have previously mentioned to Brown that in the light of how many people I know who have ascended the ladder by gaining knowledge of the wrongdoing of others and silently blackmailing everyone else about it, if I operated on the same principle I’d be President of the World by now. I think it also helps if one conceals organised child sexual abuse in high places, that seems to be the key.

I will soon be naming some more accessories.