An Expression Of Their Faith

One of the first Top Doc disasters that I became particularly aware of occurred in 1978, when I was a teenager interested in microbiology. There was much news coverage of a technician who worked at Birmingham University who had contracted smallpox. Days later it was reported that the Professor in charge of the lab had killed himself and from then on the story became of world-wide interest, particularly when shortly after the Professor’s death, the technician died as well. Panic gripped Birmingham because no-one seemed to know how the technician had caught smallpox…

A few days ago BBC Online had a little feature on the ‘last death in the world from smallpox’ and sure enough, it was the case that I remembered from my teenage years. I’ve done a bit of digging and guess what, the smallpox outbreak in Birmingham in 1978 involved such wrongdoing that even by the standards of Top Doctors it was truly awe-inspiring.

Smallpox is an infectious disease unique to humans which killed and was feared for centuries. It is caused by either of two virus variants, Variola major and Variola minor. The risk of death following contracting the disease was about 30%, with higher rates among babies. The last naturally occurring infection was of Variola minor in Somalia in 1977 and the World Health Organisation certified the global eradication of smallpox in 1980.

This is what smallpox does to you:

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Smallpox is so deadly that many took the view that if it could be eradicated from the globe completely and all traces of the virus eliminated, that would be a very good thing. There was an opposing body of opinion which maintained that no matter how deadly smallpox was, it would be worth keeping sample of the virus under controlled conditions for the purposes of research.

The unfortunate employee of Birmingham University who died from smallpox in 1978 was a medical photographer called Janet Parker. Not only did Janet die as a result of the most appalling practices on the part of some Top Doctors, but the Top Doctors concerned were global authorities on smallpox. No-one was ever held to account regarding Janet’s death and a cover-up of which the Top Doctors could be proud placed a veil over the gory details regarding what actually happened which led to Janet’s death. A number of the Top Doctors responsible for Janet’s death died with their reputations as giants of science intact, although of course one involved did feel so bad about what happened that he killed himself. At least that is the official line, but as is often the case when a Top Doc is found dead as a result of a scandal, there are elements in the story which don’t quite add up.

Janet’s death led to a Gov’t inquiry and ‘triggered radical changes in how dangerous pathogens were studied in the UK’. The Inquiry was led by Professor R.A. Shooter, who found that while Janet was working at Birmingham Medical School, she was accidentally exposed to a strain of smallpox virus that had been grown in a research laboratory on the floor below her workplace and that the virus had most likely spread from that laboratory through ducting. Shooter’s conclusion on how the virus had spread was challenged in Court when Birmingham University was unsuccessfully prosecuted by the HSE for breach of Health and Safety legislation. Shooter’s name and reputation are not remembered with anything like the reverence of the names and reputations of those whose serious mismanagement and cavalier attitudes led to Janet’s death and could have resulted in a smallpox outbreak in Birmingham. Reginald Shooter however was a far more eminent medical microbiologist than those whose wrongdoing he investigated or those who opposed his evidence in Court.

As they used to say on ‘Blue Peter’, John Nettleton tells the story.

Janet was married to Joseph Parker, a Post Office engineer and they lived in Kings Norton, Birmingham. After several years as a police photographer Janet joined Birmingham Medical School, where she was employed as a medical photographer in the Anatomy Department. Janet often worked in a darkroom above a laboratory where research on smallpox viruses was being conducted.

 At the time of Janet’s death, a laboratory at Birmingham Medical School was conducting research on variants of smallpox virus known as ‘whitepox viruses’, which were considered to be a threat to the success of the WHO’s (World Health Organisation’s) smallpox eradication programme.

On 11 August 1978, Janet, who ‘had been vaccinated against smallpox’, fell ill; she had a headache and pains in her muscles. She developed spots that were thought to be a benign rash. On 20 August at 3 pm, she was admitted to East Birmingham (now Heartlands) Hospital and a clinical diagnosis of Variola major, the most serious type of smallpox, was made by consultant Professor Alasdair Geddes. By this time the rash had spread and covered all of Janet’s body, including the palms of her hands and soles of her feet and it was confluent on her face. At 10 pm she was on her way to Catherine-de-Barnes Isolation Hospital near Solihull. By 11 pm all Janet’s close contacts, including her parents, were placed in quarantine. Her parents were later also transferred to Catherine-de-Barnes. The next day, poxvirus infection was confirmed by Professor Henry Bedson, then Head of the smallpox laboratory at the Medical School, by electron microscopy of vesicle fluid, which Geddes had sampled from Parker’s rash. (Samples of the fluid were also collected for examination at the Regional Virus Laboratory, which was in East Birmingham Hospital). Janet died of smallpox at Catherine-de-Barnes on 11 September 1978.

Six days before Janet died, her 71-year-old father, Frederick Witcomb, of Kings Heath, died while in quarantine at Catherine-de-Barnes Hospital. He ‘appeared to have died following a cardiac arrest when visiting his daughter’. No postmortem was carried out on Frederick’s body because of the risk of smallpox infection, so there was no knowing why Frederick Witcomb did die, although accounts of the 1978 Birmingham smallpox outbreak always remember to mention that Frederick died following a cardiac arrest.

Special disease control measures were put into place for Janet’s funeral. Undertaker Ron Fleet was sent to Catherine-de-Barnes to collect her body and later described his memories: ‘When the day of the funeral arrived, the cars were given an escort by unmarked police vehicles just in case there was an accident…The body had to be cremated because there was a chance the virus could have thrived in the ground if Mrs Parker had been buried. All other funerals were cancelled that day and the Robin Hood Crematorium was thoroughly cleaned afterwards.’

Many people had close contact with Janet before she was admitted to hospital. The outbreak resulted in 260 people being immediately quarantined, several of them at Catherine-de-Barnes Hospital, including the ambulance driver who transported Janet. On 26 August, health officials fumigated Janet’s home and car. On 28 August, 500 people were placed in quarantine in their homes for two weeks. Of those potentially infected, only Janet’s mother, Hilda Witcomb, contracted the disease – assuming of course that Janet’s dad hadn’t – although Hilda survived. The other close contacts, which included two biomedical scientists from the Regional Virus Laboratory, were released from quarantine in Catherine-de-Barnes on 10 October 1978.

 

Over a year later, in October 1979, the University authorities fumigated the Medical School East Wing. The ward at Catherine-de-Barnes Hospital in which Janet had died was still sealed off five years after her death, all the furniture and equipment inside left untouched.

Birmingham Medical School had previous where smallpox was concerned. A similar outbreak had occurred at the Medical School in 1966, when Tony McLennan, who was also a medical photographer and worked in the same laboratory later used by Janet, contracted smallpox. He had a milder form of the disease, which was not diagnosed for eight weeks. Tony was not quarantined and there were at least 12 further cases in the West Midlands, five of whom were quarantined in Witton Isolation Hospital in Birmingham. There are no records of any formal enquiries on the source of this earlier outbreak despite concerns expressed by the then Head of the laboratory, Peter Wildy. Peter Wildy’s name is barely remembered, probably because of he dared raise concerns about Birmingham University 12 years before a second smallpox outbreak in identical circumstances resulted in a death.

On 6 September 1978, the day after Janet’s dad died, Professor Henry Bedson, then Head of the Microbiology Department at the University of Birmingham Medical School, died. On 1 September 1978 Bedson, while in quarantine at his home in Harborne, cut his throat in the garden shed and died at Birmingham Accident Hospital five days later. Henry Bedson’s suicide note read ‘I am sorry to have misplaced the trust which so many of my friends and colleagues have placed in me and my work.’ I have not found details of Bedson’s death. Cutting one’s throat is quite an effective way of killing oneself, but I have always presumed only if medical help did not arrive very soon. I can’t work out why Bedson would have survived five days and then died. Surely the hospital would have been able to stop the bleeding, guard against infection and do all the other necessaries and see Henry Bedson safely out of the other side of his injury.

In 1977, the WHO had told Henry Bedson that his application for his laboratory to become a Smallpox Collaborating Centre had been rejected. This was partly because of safety concerns; the WHO wanted as few laboratories as possible handling the virus. Bedson knew that his lab would be due for closure if he did not receive more funding and he therefore worked more rapidly, storing more samples.

Professor Reginald Shooter led the Inquiry following Janet’s death and his ‘Report of the investigation into the cause of the 1978 Birmingham smallpox occurrence’ was debated in Parliament and also played an important role in the Court case brought against the University by the HSE. The official publication of the Shooter Report was postponed until the outcome of the trial was known.

The Shooter Report was published in 1980. It noted that Bedson had failed to inform the authorities of changes in his research that could have affected safety. Shooter’s Inquiry discovered that the Dangerous Pathogens Advisory Group had inspected the laboratory on two occasions and each time recommended that the smallpox research be continued there, despite the fact that the facilities at the laboratory fell far short of those required by law. Several of the staff at the laboratory had received no special training. Inspectors from the WHO had told Bedson that the physical facilities at the laboratory did not meet WHO standards, but had nonetheless only recommended a few changes in laboratory procedure. Bedson misled the WHO about the volume of work handled by the laboratory, telling them that it had progressively declined since 1973, when in fact it had risen substantially as Bedson tried to finish his work before the laboratory closed. Shooter also found that while Janet had been vaccinated, it had not been done recently enough to protect her against smallpox, Janet’s vaccination having been in 1966.

The report concluded that Janet had been infected by a strain of smallpox virus called Abid, which was being handled in the smallpox laboratory during 24–25 July 1978. The virus could have travelled in air currents up a service duct from the laboratory below, to a room in the Anatomy Department that was used for telephone calls. On 25 July, Janet had spent much more time there than usual ordering photographic materials because the financial year was about to end.

On 1 December 1978 the HSE announced their intention to prosecute the University. The case was heard in November 1979. Expert evidence, presented by the defence and accepted by the magistrates, showed that sufficient virus material could not be produced by the laboratory to generate an infectious dose in the telephone room where Janet was supposedly infected. Although the source of infection was traced, the mode of transmission was not. A defence witness and ‘smallpox expert’ Kevin McCarthy claimed that 53,700 litres of virus suspension would have been required to generate an infectious dose in the telephone room. Although the Shooter Inquiry noted the poor state of sealing of ducting in the laboratory, it was claimed that ‘this was caused after the outbreak by engineers fumigating the laboratory and ducts’. The University was found not guilty of causing Janet’s death. In August 1981, following a formal claim for damages made by the trade union ASTMS (Association of Scientific, Technical and Managerial Staff) in 1979, Parker’s husband Joseph was awarded £25,000 in compensation.

Professor Reginald Shooter as awarded a CBE in the 1980 Birthday Honours. He retired in 1981 and, like P. Wildy, has all but disappeared from history, although he was alive until 2013.

In light of the Birmingham incident, all known stocks of smallpox were destroyed or transferred to one of two WHO reference laboratories which had BSL-4 facilities; the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) in the US and the State Research Center of Virology and Biotechnology VECTOR in Koltsovo, Russia. Russia at the time obviously being considered a safer pair of hands with deadly viruses than the Top Doctors of Birmingham. Did anyone tell Thatch?

Now let us look in detail at a few of the key players in the disaster which led to panic in Birmingham in 1978.

Henry Bedson was the second son of Sir Sam Bedson, who had been Professor of Bacteriology at the London Hospital. Henry Bedson’s paternal grandfather, Peter Philips Bedson, was Professor of Chemistry at Newcastle University. Bedson’s mother was Dr Dorothea Annie Hoffert, who worked on aeroplane dopes and subsequently did research on oils and fats at the Lister Institute. His maternal grandfather was Henry Hoffert, a Senior Inspector of schools. Bedson was educated at Brighton, Hove and Sussex Grammar School and qualified from the London Hospital Medical College in 1952.

After jobs as a house officer and junior registrar, in 1955 Bedson joined the RAMC and served in Hong Kong until July 1957. During this period Bedson became a junior specialist in pathology and was also part-time demonstrator in morbid anatomy at the University of Hong Kong. In 1957 Bedson was back again at the London Hospital.

In 1958 Bedson embarked on his virological career and was appointed research fellow in the Department of Bacteriology at the University of Liverpool. In 1959 he became assistant lecturer and after one year was appointed a full lecturer. In 1964 he moved to the Department of Virology, University of Birmingham, being appointed senior lecturer and honorary NHS consultant in bacteriology and virology. In 1976 Bedson was appointed Professor and Head of the reconstituted Department of Medical Microbiology. He was in that post at the time of his death.

Bedson developed an interest in poxviruses while he was at Liverpool University. At Birmingham University, Bedson continued his work with poxviruses. Bedson was a member of the International Commission for the assessment of smallpox eradication in Pakistan and Afghanistan in 1976, and of the WHO informal group on monkeypox and related viruses.

In 1978 Henry Bedson was not the only person at Birmingham University who was flouting good practice and misleading people. Dr Dafydd Alun Jones’s mate Professor Robert Bluglass was in place at Birmingham University by then and Bluglass concealed serious crime, including that on the part of Dafydd and his gang, for decades. There was endemic corruption in the West Midlands Police as well as in the legal system in the West Midlands and a trafficking ring was at work in the region, with links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. People in Birmingham University, particularly senior figures, knew about these matters and colluded with them.

The Chancellor of Birmingham University, 1973-83, was the naturalist and broadcaster Sir Peter Scott, who had links with a number of those who concealed the activities of Dafydd et al. See previous posts.

The Vice-Chancellor of Birmingham University, 1968-81, was Lord Robert Hunter. Hunter was a Top Doctor who must have known the extent to which things were unravelling in Birmingham University, particularly in the Medical School. Robert Brockie Hunter was the personal physician to Field Marshal Montgomery, 1944-45. Hunter was educated at George Watson’s College, Edinburgh, then studied Medicine at Edinburgh University, serving in the RAMC during WW II. After WWII, Hunter lectured at Edinburgh University and then moved on to St Andrew’s University and its associated Clinical Medicine Unit at Dundee University, where he was Chair of Materia Medica, Pharmacology and Therapuetics and was also Dean of the Faculty of Medicine, 1958-62. In 1963, after the thalidomide disaster, Hunter was appointed to the Ministry of Health Committee on Safety of Drugs, was Chairman of the Clinical Trials Sub-Committee and served on the Committee until 1968. Hunter was appointed VC of Birmingham University in 1968. From 1973 to 1980 Hunter was a member of the DHSS Independent Scientific Committee on Smoking and Health.

With a VC with a CV like that, no wonder no-one was going to allow Birmingham University to be successfully prosecuted for killing Janet Parker, even if there was smallpox on the loose, warnings had been ignored and a pack of lies told regarding the conditions and practices in the labs.

At the time of Janet’s death, Jim Callaghan was PM, the paedophiles’ bestest friend Lord David Ennals was Secretary of State for the DHSS (see previous posts) and Hunter was working as a DHSS adviser. The Secretary of State for the DHSS when overt warnings were issued that Bedson’s lab was dangerous was Battling Barbara Castle. Dr Death served as a Minister under Barbara and Jack Straw was her adviser. Jack Straw might not have known what a smallpox virus can do but surely Dr Death did. Thatch was PM by the time that the HSE prosecution failed and the dreadful Patrick Jenkin was Secretary of State for the DHSS (see previous posts). Hunter was still an adviser to the DHSS.

Furthermore, Hunter bagged a peerage in 1978, the year of the smallpox outbreak. He was probably nominated for his peerage before the outbreak – although I am not certain of that – but whenever he was nominated, a lot of things were happening in Bedson’s lab and the wider Medical School which should not have been.

Hunter ‘was an active participant’ in the Lords and was ‘a vocal supporter of the NHS’. The poor old Top Docs could do with Hunter now, but he turned his toes up in 1994.

That splendid organ of propaganda for dead Top Doctors, ‘Munk’s Roll, The Lives Of The Fellows Of The Royal College Of Physicians’, tells us that ‘In 1948 [Hunter] was appointed as a lecturer in clinical medicine at the University of St Andrews, whose clinical medical school was based in Dundee. The Principal of the University promptly promoted him to the position of Professor of Materia Medica, Pharmacology and Therapeutics. He was only 33. By any modern standards it was a remarkable appointment. He had by then published little more than a paper on a review of antihistamine drugs, in which he developed an abiding interest, and a contribution to the Practitioner on cough mixtures. Nevertheless, he settled to his new post with aplomb, delivering an arresting inaugural address on the contributions of science to therapeutics.’

I can see why there was a disaster in Birmingham Medical School when Lord Bob was at the helm. His inaugural address must have been a real laugh, what with Lord Bob having less experience of research than many PhD students would have had. The Principal of St Andrews who was so wowed by Lord Bob that he gave him a Chair on the basis of one review of antihistamines and a ‘contribution’ regarding cough mixtures was Sir James Colquhoun Irvine, a Scottish organic chemist. Irvine was the son of factory owner John Irvine. James Irvine’s tenure at St Andrews ‘saw the renovation and restoration of both buildings and traditions and his works are still talked of today‘. As are the works of Fred West. Irvine’s commitments spanned further than the University, ‘into higher education in Britain and the colonies’. He also served as acting Principal of University College Dundee.

During Lord Bob’s twenty years in Dundee ‘he developed a remarkable flair for administration and for successfully plodding the corridors of power. He…played a major role in the planning and development of the new teaching hospital at Ninewells which replaced the old Dundee Royal Infirmary. At the same time he was increasingly called upon to serve on important national committees. He was a member of the General Medical Council from 1962 to 1968, and from 1966 to 1968 was chairman of the medical subcommittee of the University Grants Committee, then supervising significant developments in the medical schools, particularly those recently established. He also served on the clinical research board of the Medical Research Council.’

So Lord Bob was among those on the GMC who ignored the outrages of Dafydd’s early career.

Munk’s Roll explains that it was Lord Bob’s work on the Committee on Safety of Drugs (the Dunlop Committee), which led later to his appointment as Chairman ‘of a departmental committee to assess research into safer smoking materials, the hazards of smoking by then being well established. Many fellow members of his profession considered that Hunter was supping with the devil in appearing to give succour to the tobacco industry by endorsing a supposedly safer cigarette. In fact, his committee’s first report gave only a qualified endorsement and in any case smokers throughout the world spurned the product. He never, however, fully appreciated the addictive powers of nicotine.’

In the same way that Lord Bob didn’t fully appreciate the killing powers of smallpox.

Lord Bob was traumatised after being appointed VC of Birmingham University. Not by Robert Bluglass concealing organised crime, but because Lord Bob arrived at Birmingham ‘at a time of widespread student unrest. Although he had never had to deal with student revolt in the calmer academic climes of Scotland, in Birmingham he at once encountered a student body prepared to confront authority. The students went on strike and for a while trapped the new vice-chancellor in his room. From there Hunter organized his response, arranging meetings of the University Senate in the nearby Queen Elizabeth Hospital. He was later to set up an external advisory group to advise on the improvement of internal relations. The group was chaired by Jo Grimond whose report was to lead to a number of more democratic but largely cosmetic changes in the structure and governance of the University.’

So Lord Bob and Jo Grimond entered into an HE equivalent of a patients’ consultation exercise then.

Lord Bob continued to impress: ‘The undoubted respect in which he was held outside Birmingham led to his appointment as chairman of the medical sub-committee of the Committee of Vice-Chancellors and Prinicipals between 1976 and 1981. He was knighted in 1977 and elevated to the House of Lords as a life peer in 1978.’

It was Sunny Jim Callaghan who dished out the honours to Lord Bob.

Munk’s Roll makes intriguing comments regarding the smallpox outbreak on Lord Bob’s watch: ‘A case was brought against the University by the Health and Safety Executive, but in the event the University was cleared in court. In retrospect few really believed the conclusion of the Shooter report and there were later to be allegations that the escape of smallpox virus was due to human relationships not revealed at the time.’

What can Munk’s Roll be referring to?

Hunter retired in 1981. He must have been the most dreadful old fart, because even Munk’s Roll admits that ‘He was never a charismatic figure, nor ever a volatile character, yet his quiet dignity, his deliberate manner and the care with which he prepared his contributions brought him universal respect.’ Munk’s Roll tells us that ‘He was described by his fellow peer, Lord Walton, as “a wise and thoughtful man with much compassion. His criticisms (and they were few) were always couched in terms calculated to make his point but never to wound.”‘

Lord John Walton was the Monster of Newcastle-upon-Tyne University, who in his capacity as President of the BMA, 1980-82; President of the GMC, 1982-89 and President of the Royal Society of Medicine, 1984-86, as well as in other roles, protected Dafydd and the sex traffickers for many years (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’).

The Indie’s 1994 obituary for Lord Bob, written by Professor Owen Wade, illuminates the glories of Lord Bob’s life and career further: ‘We were both appointed to the Committee on Safety of Drugs, the Dunlop Committee, set up as a result of the thalidomide incident to ensure that, before a drug could be marketed, its manufacturer should show that appropriate tests had been done to demonstrate it was safe and effective. Hunter was the Chairman of the Clinical Trials Sub-Committee. There were new and challenging problems on whether and how new drugs should be marketed by the pharmaceutical industry. Our American cousins admired us as ‘a lean and spare apparatus for drug safety which operates at a tiny fraction of the cost of a comparable FDA operation’.

In 1964 Hunter became a member of the University Grants Commission and in 1966 became Chairman of its Medical Advisory Committee. By 1968 Hunter had been in his Chair at St Andrews for 20 years. He felt that it was time for a change and he accepted the invitation to become Vice-Chancellor of Birmingham University.

Despite Lord Bob’s Chairmanship of the UGC’s Medical Advisory Committee, Professor Owen Wade explained that after the upset of dealing with the protesting students, Lord Bob received a Cruel Blow, when he ‘found himself at the receiving end of assaults on university funding. It was a difficult time. The reduction in funds from 1971 onwards was not accompanied by the power to alter staff contracts. The reduction in staff had to be by voluntary retirement, and this was too often taken by the able and the competent who knew they could get good jobs elsewhere. Hunter resented this stupid way of culling staff; humane perhaps, but not very fair on students.’

Hunter might have ‘resented’ this, but Hunter was one of those who ensured that ‘voluntary retirement’ was offered in the face of the cuts which his own Committee had implemented. Hunter will have known that useless old gits would stay in their jobs because they wouldn’t be offered another one, yet the best staff would bag the redundancy cash and move on to another post. This has happened in every round of university ‘cuts’ that has ever been implemented. When I was working at Bangor University, I and other research fellows rolled around laughing when people in senior lecturing jobs who had done nothing for 20 years were offered money by the VC to bugger off and retire, but they refused to accept on the grounds that ‘he’s not offering us enough’. Why would any of them have ever accepted the deal? The research fellows and a few of the hard working senior academics did absolutely everything, the Moribund Ones didn’t even come into the University on more than two days/week, why would they wave good-bye to a salary of £50k or more for doing nothing when they could stay there until retirement and then pocket pensions far more generous than their younger colleagues will receive?Peeling Oniontown - VICE

It is clear from Wade’s obituary for Lord Bob that Wade played a part in the events which led to the smallpox outbreak as well: ‘I was particularly grateful to Bob Hunter for the steadfast support which he gave me and my Faculty when a member of our staff contracted and died of smallpox. There were allegations that our Department of Virology, which was doing important work for the World Health Organisation in controlling smallpox, had been and was a hazard to the citizens of Birmingham. Hunter knew that this was nonsense, bore the brunt of criticism with quiet dignity and in the end was fully vindicated: the case brought by the Health and Safety Executive was dismissed and it was clear that the standard of care and competence in our laboratory was as high if not higher than in the only other laboratories in Britain where smallpox virus was held’.

Denying absolutely everything was a strategy that worked well for Lord Bob. Wade lets us know that in the Lords, Lord Bob ‘was a member of the Select Committee on Science and Technology and he was deeply concerned with EEC problems in Brussels’.

Professor Owen Lyndon Wade was himself described by the Royal College of Physicians ‘one of the founding fathers of clinical pharmacology and therapeutics in the UK’. Wade was born in Penarth, South Wales. His father James Owen David Wade was a surgeon. Owen Wade was of a similar vintage to Gwynne the lobotomist.

Wade was educated at Emmanuel College, Cambridge and UCL and subsequently worked as a clinical assistant at the Pneumoconiosis Research Unit in South Wales, 1948-51. Dafydd’s and Tony Francis’s mate and protector Professor Kenneth Rawnsley, later of Cardiff University, was associated with that Unit early in his career. Ken’s wife Dr Elinor Kapp was a child psychiatrist who was a key figure in one of the medical charidees in south Wales established by child molester George Thomas. See previous posts (eg. The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’) for information on Kenneth Rawnsley and Elinor.

Owen Wade was appointed as a Lecturer in Medicine at Birmingham University in 1951, rising to Senior Lecturer. In 1957, he became Professor of Therapeutics and Pharmacology at Queen’s University, Belfast. In 1971 he returned to Birmingham, to the post of Professor of Therapeutics and Clinical Pharmacology, from which he retired in 1986. Wade was Dean of Birmingham Medical School, 1978-84. So he knew Bluglass as well then and was also Dean when Dr Tony Francis’s pal and protector Ian Brockington was given a Chair at Birmingham Medical School after Francis relocated to north Wales to join Dafydd and the gang (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’).

Dafydd’s mate Robert Bluglass studied Medicine at St Andrews. He will have been a student at St Andrews while Lord Bob worked there and then Bluglass rocked up in Birmingham when Lord Bob was VC of that University. Then Brockington joined the crew in Birmingham.

There is absolutely nothing ‘independent’ about the independent clinical opinions of the Top Doctors.

Owen Wade ‘oversaw the modernisation and 1981 relaunch of the British National Formulary’, published by the BMA and Pharmaceutical Society of Great Britain. This was described by Munk’s Roll as Wade’s ‘greatest legacy’. In 1978 Owen became Chairman of the Formulary Committee and led the team which transformed the BNF from a dusty old text full of Latin and chemistry into the gripping read which it is today. Which interestingly enough, although being the ‘Bible’ for prescribing Top Docs, is ignored by some of them. Particularly Dr Richard Tranter, who before he made a run for it to New Zealand a few years ago, worked at the Hergest Unit and prescribed me a combination of drugs which the BNF clearly flags up as being neurotoxic, leading to psychosis and possibly death (see post ‘Why So Many Die So Early’). Being the ‘difficult non-compliant’ person that I am, I of course didn’t take the drugs prescribed by Richard, which saved my bacon. Richard Tranter is a psychopharmacologist, supposedly one of the global leaders in this speciality. So what’s your explanation then Richard?

Richard prescribed the lethal combination after Brown and I published our first paper about the mental health services in north Wales and were planning a follow-up book.

Owen Wade’s three brothers also qualified in medicine. Two of his brothers became surgeons, one in Cardiff and one in Edinburgh, the other became a GP working in London. When Owen became a Professor in Belfast, ‘they had the UK well-covered’.

As a teenager, Owen ‘would help his father giving the anaesthetics (cloth and bottle) and began learning to do the operations. Well before starting his clinical course he had removed an appendix, repaired a hernia and enucleated a prostate – all performed rapidly before the anaesthetic wore off‘. The legality of the teenaged unqualified Owen’s operating is not clarified. Presumably Owen’s dad viewed Owen’s help with the operations in the same way that farmers do when their 14 year old children drive the tractor around the farm.

It’s just as well that Owen had been operating before medical school, because when he began his clinical training at UCL, ‘there was a shortage of clinical senior medical staff’ and Owen ‘recalled that students had to look after themselves and take clinical responsibility at a very early stage. On one occasion, he had to deliver a baby on the platform of Warren Street tube station. Coping with the spectators was a challenge, but he used the old trick of sending them off to find boiling water’.

‘Now don’t you worry dear, we’ll soon get that baby out. I’m not qualified, there aren’t even any lecturers at my medical school, but I’ve been treating patients since I was knee-high to a pompous old git.’

WW II provided Owen with ‘lots of excitement and he and the staff often had to take cover. In his obstetrics exam in January 1945, he was trying to talk about placenta praevia with Hilda Lloyd whilst conscious of the sound of an approaching V-1 bomb. Sensing her increasing concern, he asked if they should both get under the table, which they did. They were not hit and he passed the exam.’

Thank God the lady on the platform at Warren Street tube didn’t have placenta praevia, Owen hadn’t learnt about that then and he’d have probably killed her. ‘That bloody placenta hasn’t appeared yet, I’ll just give this a tug…’

Owen Wade married Margaret Burton, a dentist, which he said was the best thing that he ever did. We are not told whether Margaret began drilling and extracting when she was still at school.

Munk’s Roll supplies yet more terrifying details of Wade’s career. At Birmingham University ‘Owen was the first person to catheterise a normal subject at rest and during exercise. It was his team leader who kindly left a letter absolving his colleagues if anything went wrong, like sudden death. Nothing did go wrong, and Owen was catheterised by him at the next session. In total 12 subjects were studied, including the ward sister and the catheter team nurse – both willing volunteers. There was no ethics committee and no defibrillator.’

And if there was a death no-one would have admitted it. So we do not actually know that ‘nothing did go wrong’. Furthermore, the ward sister and team nurse almost certainly were not ‘willing volunteers’, in those days Angels followed orders no matter how dangerous. If they were told to volunteer, they will have.

‘In 1957 Belfast Medical School wanted to establish an active clinical pharmacology unit and appointed Owen. He was just 36, and had only been a senior lecturer for five months, had had no special training in clinical pharmacology and no specific interest in therapeutics. The department had one senior technician, who was a great asset, but no other staff and he was offered a few beds on someone else’s ward. He was there from 1957 to 1971.’

This is sounding like an Everyday Story of a Father of Modern Medicine.

Owen ‘set about devising a course, putting together a lecture programme and planning practical classes, having never done anything like this before. He gave all the lectures and ran all the practicals. He soon complemented the lectures with interactive road shows, discussing the management of specific patients with a panel of students whilst the rest of the class listened, learned and joined in. These were very clinically relevant and became very popular. Over the early years his clinical work prospered and he became the first consultant to have beds in both teaching hospitals.’

Owen may have simply been amazing. But if he wasn’t, no-one would have admitted that.

‘In 1961 it became clear that thalidomide taken during pregnancy caused very severe, often fatal, abnormalities in the foetus. Many babies were born with phocomelia. His response was positive. He tried to find out how much thalidomide had been prescribed in N Ireland and by whom. This proved impossible, but he was able prospectively to quantify all the drugs prescribed by each GP in Northern Ireland and subsequently worked with colleagues to obtain comparable data for Norway, Sweden, Czechoslovakia and West Germany.’

So if all this data was available, why was it ‘impossible’ for Wade to find out who prescribed thalidomide in N Ireland and how much? Prescriptions were easy traceable at the time, the data that Owen needed was recent and N Ireland is a small place. There will not have been millions of babies born during the relevant period, let alone millions with phocomelia. The number of such babies born in N Ireland will have been in single figures. Owen could have literally knocked on the door of every mother with a young child and found out who had prescribed thalidomide. Phocomelia is such a rare condition that it’s not as if mothers in N Ireland who gave birth to babies without limbs won’t have noticed. This was N Ireland in the early 1960s. Virtually all the mothers will have had one GP throughout their pregnancy, that GP would probably have treated them for years and very probably their parents as well. The GP’s own father could well have practised as a Top Doctor in the same community.

Whoever did prescribe thalidomide in N Ireland must have heaved a huge sigh of relief that Owen wasn’t able to trace them.

Munk’s Roll states that Owen Wade ‘used the computer-based system used in Northern Ireland to pay the pharmacists, and became the first person to use computers in this type of research, and the first to produce numerical data on drug utilisation. These tools fed his interest in adverse drug reactions and he wrote some of the earliest papers and books on this subject.’

But Owen just couldn’t find out who prescribed thalidomide…

Munk’s Roll explains that ‘The nation was horrified by the thalidomide disaster. At that time there was no legal framework for assessing new drugs, no system for monitoring the safety of drugs already on the market and no means of communicating rapidly with prescribers about safety concerns. In 1963 the Government set up the Committee on Safety of Drugs, the so-called ‘Dunlop Committee’, named after the chairman, Sir Derrick Dunlop [Munk’s Roll, Vol.VII, p.170]. Owen was a founder member and subsequently went on to chair the Committee on the Review of Medicines, the adverse drugs reaction subcommittee and became a member of the Medicines Commission, which set up and oversaw the regulatory committee structure.’

The parents of children born with disabilities as a result of thalidomide had to drag the Gov’t and the pharmaceutical company involved kicking and screaming into an admission that their children had been harmed and the battle to gain the (inadequate) compensation was huge and took years. Little wonder it was Owen ‘I just don’t know which Top Doc prescribed that’ Wade who was appointed a founder member of the Dunlop Committee.

Owen Wade’s ‘Deanship of Birmingham Medical School started at a minute past midnight on 1 September; by midday, he had had to shut half the medical school and his Professor of Virology had cut his own throat and was dying’.

By the time that Wade was appointed Dean, Birmingham University knew that Janet Parker had contracted smallpox and knew that the University could possibly be responsible for an outbreak affecting hundreds of people. What better Dean to have appointed to ensure that allegations of malpractice would be like water off a duck’s back and the culprits would be ‘impossible’ to trace?

Munk’s Roll tells us that ‘Trade union power in 1978 was at its peak and the Association of Scientific, Technical and Managerial Staffs (ASTMS) made life very difficult. However, Owen did well. He took command, learnt all about smallpox, took expert advice, kept the relevant documents in good order, looked after his staff and they gave him a lot of support. The medical school was battered but unbowed and lived to fight another day. Four of his professors became presidents of their respective colleges.’

I bet that Owen’s staff ‘gave him a lot of support’. Just think of the alternative if he didn’t win this battle…

Regarding the ASTMS making ‘life very difficult’. The ASTMS later became MSF. When I worked at St George’s Hospital Medical School, the MSF reps were corrupt and wielded power entirely by using their knowledge of the wrongdoing of the equally corrupt but much more powerful Top Doctors. Top Doctors are incredibly hierarchical and usually drip with contempt for anyone who is not a Top Doctor. They treat the lab staff – not so much the research staff, but the lab staff carrying out the routine work – appallingly. When anything ever goes wrong, the Top Doctors blame Angels or other staff, such as lab staff. You bet that the ASTMS would have been difficult, but it won’t have been anything to do with it being 1978 and trade union power being at its height. It was because ASTMS needed to ensure that one of their own wasn’t blamed for the smallpox outbreak, needed to get a compensation deal for Janet Parker’s family, but most importantly ASTMS could see that if they played their cards right over the smallpox outbreak, Christmas had come. I worked at St George’s between 1989-91. Thatch had finished off the union movement and the corrupt MSF rep in the Dept of Obs and Gynae at St George’s, David Hole, wasn’t a Trot, he was a leading light in Wandsworth SDP. Hole was surrounded by rich Top Docs concealing a trafficking ring, drug dealing and perpetrating research fraud and they also had celebrity patients and friends, one of whom was the biggest light entertainment star in the UK at the time. David Hole and his mates had a lorra lorra laffs by acquiring the dirt on their senior colleagues.Pigs feeding from a metal trough at feeding time on the ...

At the time of the smallpox outbreak in Birmingham, the General Secretary of the ASTMS was Clive Jenkins, the self-indulgent slimebag who was substantially responsible for orchestrating the arrangements which resulted in the Windbag becoming leader of the Labour Party in 1983 . For more information about Clive Jenkins, see post ‘I Warn You…’.. Jenkins and his associates became powerful because of the knowledge that they had of the wrongdoing of professionals like the Top Doctors. If Jenkins had found out that a cleaning lady had done a bit of shoplifting it would have been neither here nor there. But in 1978 Jenkins found out that the idiocy and lies of some of the UK’s most ’eminent’ Top Doctors had put the lives of the population of Birmingham at risk. I don’t know how Jenkins and those close to him used that info – including the info that was never made public and the info that was involved in the cover-up that was the failed HSE prosecution – but they will have definitely used it.

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In 1978 the full-time Health and Safety Director of the ASTMS was Sheila McKechnie. Sheila remained with ASTMS until her appointment as Chief Executive of the charity Shelter in 1985. After ten years there, McKechnie left to become Head of the Consumers’ Association. In 2001 McKechnie said: ‘I am a fully paid-up member of the awkward squad and will remain so for the rest of my life. No government would ever feel entirely comfortable with me or the association because we are both fiercely, fiercely independent.’

When she was a student at Edinburgh University, McKechnie was a close friend of Gordon Brown. Although she was fiercely independent of Gov’t of course. Awkward Sheila became Dame Sheila in 2001, when her old mate Gordon was Chancellor of the Exchequer.

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McKechnie was diagnosed with cancer in 1997 and died in 2004. If Dame Sheila had only been a little more awkward during her lifetime and had not kept quiet about the scams and research fraud on the part of Top Docs and their colleagues, the clinical outcomes for cancer patients in the UK might be rather better than they are at present. Dame Sheila was an activist in the Wimmin’s Movement. So that’s why she remained silent about the abuse and trafficking of vulnerable women and girls within the welfare system of the UK.

Following the Dame’s death the Sheila McKechnie Foundation was established to support a new generation of campaigners.

Clive Jenkins’s proud boast was that he unionised the middle classes. Indeed he did. Thatch destroyed the NUM, the print unions and most of the unions representing what were considered to be working class people. The NHS, universities and schools remained unionised. The BMA is the most powerful trade union in the UK. It tells Gov’ts of every political hue what to do and how much to pay Top Docs.Peeling Oniontown - VICE

The ASTMS was created in 1969 when ASSET (the Association of Supervisory Staffs, Executives and Technicians) merged with the AScW (the Association of Scientific Workers) under the leadership of joint General Secretaries Clive Jenkins of ASSET and John Dutton of the AScW. ASSET, the larger of the two unions, began as the National Foremen’s Association and chiefly represented supervisors in metal working and transport. Covering both the public and private sectors, AScW largely represented laboratory and technical workers in universities, the NHS and in chemical and metal manufacturing. The AScW could name half-a-dozen Nobel prize winners amongst its membership.

Between 1962-70 Ken Livingstone worked at the Chester Beatty cancer research labs looking after the research animals and during this time Livingstone helped found a branch of ASTMS to fight redundancies imposed by company bosses. Ken won’t have missed the opportunity to put what he witnessed going on at the Chester Beatty labs to good use in his later political career.

By the end of 1970 Clive Jenkins had become sole General Secretary of the union. Jenkins kept ASTMS in the public’s eye, within 15 years the union had expanded from 65,000 members to a figure approaching 500,000. This was achieved both by individual recruitment and by merging with small unions and staff associations, such as the Managers’ and Overlookers’ Society, Medical Practitioners’ Union, the United Commercial Travellers’ Association of Great Britain and Ireland, the Union of Insurance Staff and the Prudential Assurance Staff Association. The number of mergers was eventually to exceed 30.

In 1988 ASTMS merged with TASS, the federated white collar section of the AUEW (Amalgamated Union of Engineering Workers) to form MSF. On January 1, 2002 MSF was to amalgamate with the AEEU, a successor to AUEW) to form Amicus. On 1 May 2007 Amicus merged with the TGWU to form UNITE.

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I suspect that those four unidentified professors from Birmingham Medical School who were in post at the time of the smallpox outbreak and who later just happened to become Presidents of their respective Royal Colleges, used their knowledge of life behind the scenes in the smallpox lab as skilfully as Lord Clive Jenkins and Dame Sheila did.

 

Another Top Doctor who had a great deal to do with the Birmingham smallpox outbreak but who’s career suffered no deleterious consequences was Henry Bedson’s friend and senior colleague, Thomas Henry Flewett. In 1956 Flewett had been appointed consultant virologist to East Birmingham Hospital, where he established the Regional Virus Laboratory. Flewett was a member of the senior management team of East Birmingham (now Heartlands) Hospital overseeing Bedson. Flewett was ultimately responsible for the disaster over which Bedson killed himself. It was Flewett who ordered his staff to fumigate the smallpox laboratory with formaldehyde after Janet Parker’s death. Why Flewett told them to do that is a mystery, because formaldehyde would not eradicate smallpox viruses. Formaldehyde is very good at killing and preserving living tissue, but the only characteristics of ‘life’ that viruses have are that they replicate. There is still debate as to whether viruses are ‘alive’ or whether they are merely self-replicating pieces of DNA or RNA. It was also Flewtt who ordered the ward where Janet was cared for to be fumigated. The building at East Birmingham Hospital housing that fumigated ward was later demolished, probably in order to conceal how hopelessly inadequate it was as a location in which to treat a patient with smallpox, even by the standards of 1978. Here’s the scene of the fuckwittery:

It doesn’t inspire confidence does it. Well just take a look at the back of the Medical School building which housed the lab in which Bedson carried out his work with smallpox and the rooms above that lab, in which Janet worked:

The location of the smallpox laboratory (bottom) and the rooms where Parker worked (above):

 

Flewett was a founder member (and subsequently Fellow) of the Royal College of Pathologists and was elected a Fellow of the Royal College of Physicians of London in 1978. He was Chairman of the WHO Steering Committee on Viral Diarrhoeal Diseases, 1990–3, and a member until 1996. Flewett’s Birmingham lab was a WHO Reference and Research Centre for Rotavirus Infections from 1980 until his retirement in 1987. Flewett was a member of the Board of the Public Health Laboratory Service (now Public Health England), 1977-83 and was Chairman of the Public Health Laboratory Service Committee on Electron Microscopy from 1977-87.

Flewett was born in India where his father was a member of the Imperial Forestry Service. Flewett’s father was also a member of the Indian Reserve Army. Flewett was educated at Campbell College, Belfast and qualified as a Top Doctor from Queen’s University, Belfast. He worked at the Royal Victoria Hospital in Belfast and then as a demonstrator at Queen’s University Belfast for two years. Between 1948 and 1951, Flewett worked at the National Institute for Medical Research at Mill Hill. This led to his first use of electron microscopy, ‘in which he became a leading authority’.

Flewett’s work on rotaviruses brought him international recognition. He was one of the first western virologists to be invited to the People’s Republic of China (in 1983) to lecture. He was a judge for the King Faisal International Prize in 1983, which was awarded to Professor John S. Fordtran, Dr William B. Greenough III and Professor Michael Field, for their work on oral rehydration in reducing mortality and morbidity due to cholera and other acute infectious diarrhoeal diseases. Flewett travelled widely as a WHO consultant to most countries in which childhood diarrhoea is a major problem.

 

I noticed the reference to ‘magistrates’ with regard to the 1979 HSE prosecution of Birmingham University. This suggests that lay people heard the case and it was those lay people who rejected all the evidence suggesting that Birmingham University were hugely culpable where Janet Parker’s death was concerned. Unless one of those involved just happened to be a microbiologist, it might have been very difficult for them to weigh up the conflicting evidence presented to them by different Top Doctors, all stressing their ‘expertise’ in the matter. The same situation prevails today. Yesterday morning Radio 4 broadcast a programme in which various people reviewed the newspapers and one story discussed was the recent US Court case in which it was found that the weedkiller Round-Up was responsible for someone’s cancer. The manufacturers of Round-Up have been ordered to hand over a great deal of dosh. There didn’t seem to be any awareness on the part of the Radio 4 guests that there is no firm opinion on whether Round Up (ie. glyphosate) does cause cancer. The argument has raged for quite some time now, but a link has not been demonstrated in the way that the link between tobacco smoking and lung cancer has. The American jury could well have been unaware that the alleged carcinogenic properties of glyphosate are still very much a matter of debate. Someone on the radio also believed that glyphosate presents a risk because people spray it on their gravel paths to keep the weeds down. No, if there is a risk it is from the agricultural use of glyphosate. Some farmers drench their crops in the stuff and indeed in the 1980s, the Agriculture Dept at UCNW (Bangor University) recommended this practice to the students. Add in dishonest expert witnesses and how a jury is ever supposed to get to the truth I cannot understand.

 

BBC News Wales reported yet another good news NHS story – there’s a great many of them in these days of special measures and ever-worsening NHS performance – precisely that the crack team of Top Doctors at the University Hospital of Wales in Cardiff carried out ‘six kidney transplants in 30 hours’. Dr Mike Stephen, one of the transplant surgeons, mentioned that the theatres used for transplant surgery competed with space for other emergency surgery. As no additional operating theatres have been built, assuming that this story of six transplants in 30 hours is true, it can only mean that if a major incident had occurred – multiple car crash, train crash, a plane crash, industrial accident/explosion etc – that there would have been insufficient capacity in the theatres at UHW to deal with it. Aren’t hospitals supposed to organise matters to ensure that there is always sufficient capacity to allow for a major incident? UHW isn’t on top of Snowdon, it’s in Wales’s biggest city where a major incident could happen.

It was explained by delighted Top Doc Mike Stephen that Wales is now ‘the envy of the world’ because with regard to organ donation, it has ‘the highest rates of consent in the UK, after having previously had the lowest’. This is not true. A recent change in the law in Wales means that now, unless someone actively states that they do not wish their organs to be used for donation, the Top Docs can assume consent. Even if consent has not been given. This massive far-reaching change in the legal ownership of the bodies of the citizens of Wales – they now belong to the state, not the individual – was rushed through with the minimum of debate on the back of an advertising campaign featuring the usual eg. pictures of stylised hearts and other organs, shots of Angels holding the hands of patients and the promise that if the legal change took place, Doctors Would Be Able To Help.

I do not have any problems with organ donation but the main reason why there were so many anecdotes regarding people who carried organ donor cards but who’s relatives ‘were too upset to say yes’ at the time of death, was that the circumstances of so many of those deaths in Wales’s hospitals were just so distressing. The communication between staff and relatives was frequently terrible and if one’s nearest and dearest has had the sort of death that Ann Clwyd’s husband had in the University Hospital of Wales, one is not going to agree to organ donation. No-one addressed this issue, there was simply a command sent out – your organs now belong to the state.

One reason why awful death bed scenes may not have been addressed is that the Health Minister who pushed the presumed consent Measure through was Edwina Hart. Edwina knew just what a bloody dreadful state Wales’s hospitals were in, she knew that the NHS had become a site of considerable confrontation and she knew the sort of experiences that people were having as their relatives lay dying. Dealing with that was much too steep a mountain to climb, so Edwina Passed A Cuddly Fluffy Law. But in the hands of some of those who are running Wales’s NHS, it is not a Cuddly Fluffy Law, it conjures up the sort of scene in Python’s ‘Life Of Brian’, where two dodgy looking characters find their way into an older lady’s home, explain that they’d like her to donate her organs to medical science and then slaughter her.

I note that the good news story regarding Edwina’s Bright Idea appeared a few days after I mentioned on this blog the criminal activities of the former Chair and CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust, Elfed Roberts and Martin Jones. It was Edwina who failed to deal with those two, despite me sending her enough evidence to have both of them prosecuted. Elfed disappeared from public view, only to quietly re-emerge as a member of the Welsh Ambulance Trust, an appointment made by one Edwina Hart. Martin was recycled into the newly created Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. Edwina hated Elfed and Martin and they hated her, but they all had so much crap on each other that, as with Ken Clarke’s battle with the BMA in the late 1980s, no-one won. Edwina and the Top Docs loathed each other as well, it was the BMA who organised the Edwina Out campaign. Ah, but this blog is detailing serious crimes on the part of the BMA too. It’s a Rainbow Alliance against Service Shenanigans!

I wish the Rainbow Alliance all the best and I look forward to the next bit of propaganda. The Rainbow Alliance have obviously forgotten that not only do I have 10,000 documents detailing serious crime, but that I haven’t blogged about all the evidence that I have. I’ve also been sent documents relating to other people’s cases that I haven’t even mentioned.

By the way Rainbow Alliance, wasn’t it at the UHW in which the wrong kidney was removed from a patient? The only healthy kidney that he had? He died didn’t he? Now, as I have recently blogged about the close and chummy relationship that the child molester George Thomas had with the UHW, perhaps the Rainbow Alliance would like to clarify whether it was the UHW which treated Thomas for an STI in 1984 but backed up Leo Abse’s plan to issue a press release stating that George had prostate trouble; clarify whether the NHS were footing any part of the bill for George’s bungaloid that was on the doorstep of the UHW; and tell us all how George Thomas managed to wangle such a massive proportion of the hospital building budget for the development of the UHW when the rest of Wales was left with inadequate provision.

One more thing Rainbow Alliance. Among all the other wrongdoing and chaos at the UHW, can you please enlighten us all regarding Mrs Walker’s flagship fertility unit which was alleged to be in operation in the late 1980s at the UHW?  Mrs Walker was a little old lady who didn’t seem to know a great deal about fertility treatment but she was agreeing to treat pretty much anyone who arrived at her door if they had the cash. I don’t know how, because there were bugger all fertility specialists there and there weren’t the labs needed to run a successful fertility unit either. I could find no reference to Mrs Walker’s work when I researched her so I presume that she hadn’t done any. Mrs Walker’s right hand woman didn’t have a PhD and I don’t think that she knew much about fertility treatment either. So what was going on then?

Now you don’t really want me to mention anything else that was going on at the UHW do you? Such as the death of the medical student Philip Jones in 1984, after he volunteered for a clinical trial? Cardiff maintained that Philip’s death was unrelated to the trial, but Philip spent his final days in a London teaching hospital and they did not agree with Cardiff’s stated cause of death. Only no-one was told that the London hospital concluded that Philip’s death was everything to do with that drug trial.

Then there was the Dean of Medicine at Cardiff who was giving his friends places on the Medicine degree, even though they didn’t reach the entry criteria.

Ooh, what about the scores of complaints from the women who had given birth in one particular ward at the UHW, the ward that had such a bad reputation that those in the know made sure that they didn’t give birth there?

I’ll keep my many other accounts of UHW Experiences for the next time that the Rainbow Alliance make a media appearance… Perhaps they could find an area of medicine to boast about of which I do not have knowledge of the most dreadful scams or misconduct?

Dr Mike Stephen, being a transplant surgeon of many years experience, will remember the scandal involving Dr Michael Bewick in the early 1990s. Michael Bewick was a London transplant surgeon who stood accused of performing kidney transplants on Turkish peasants who had been paid for their organs. The scandal came to light after one such Turkish man came forward and claimed that he had not consented to organ donation, he had woken up in London after having been told that he was to undergo some other procedure while ‘on a free holiday to London’ only to find himself minus one kidney. Bewick maintained that he had no idea that the Turks were being paid for their kidneys and that there was never an operation carried out which had not involved informed consent. The GMC found Bewick guilty of serious professional misconduct. His punishment? He was banned from private practice and ordered to ‘work within the NHS’ for I think it was two years. That is the Top Docs’ view of the NHS. The NHS gets the crap that the Top Docs themselves don’t want. I knew a Top Doc at the time of that case who knew Michael Bewick and they assured me that he knew exactly what was going on with regard to those Turkish peasants…

At the time of the Bewick scandal there had been reports of dead bodies washed up on beaches in Turkey which had undergone recent removal of the kidneys. There was much public incredulity and ‘this can’t really have happened’. Well I would not have thought that a police officer known to be corrupt could be thrown out of the North Wales Police by the Chief Constable for er corruption and then be appointed as Chair of an NHS Trust, unlawfully refuse a patient all NHS treatment, have her arrested twice unlawfully, disappear from his job in a blaze of scandal and bad publicity and then be given further appointments as a member of the Board of the Welsh Ambulance Trust and as a governor at Bangor University where he subsequently Chaired the Fair Practice Committee. It happened and we have Edwina Hart to thank for it.

The new Chairman of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board will be taking up his position within weeks. It is Mark Polin, who has just stood down as the Chief Constable of the North Wales Police. The North Wales Police who have failed to bring any prosecutions against anyone in the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board, despite scandal after scandal and police investigations.

I am no longer in Wales, so if I am involved in a serious accident and someone has their eye on my kidneys, I hope that the chances of documentation being destroyed/fabricated and lies being told following my death from clinical negligence to allow the harvesting of my organs is rather less than it would otherwise be. Although I can’t be 100% certain, after all Michael Bewick was not in Wales…

 

Previous blog posts and recent comments added to posts have discussed the activities of the Dreadful Professors Irvine – Fiona, an Angel who was complicit with the abuse of patients and the most frightful workplace bully and her husband Stuart. The Irvines previously both worked at Bangor University and when one brave PhD student went to the HR Dept to make representation about Fiona’s appalling behaviour, he was asked not to make a formal complaint because Fiona ‘is not a nice lady’ and was expected to make a counter complaint against the student. Who had suffered a breakdown at the hands of Fiona. Another source told me that the Irvines had both lined up new jobs for themselves at another university but were conspiring to bring a case against Bangor in order to screw some dosh out of the institution as a golden goodbye. I’m not sure whether that plan did work but imagine my surprise when just weeks later, Stuart and Fiona left for Chairs at Glyndwr University!

The Chancellor of Glyndwr University had been paedophiles’ friend Trevor Jones, but he had been succeeded by Jon Shortridge (see post ‘A Vampire At Glyndwr University!’). Sir Jon Shortridge is a civil servant who served as the Permanent Secretary of the Welsh Office from March 1999 and then of the National Assembly of Wales from its creation in May 1999. Shortridge became Permanent Secretary of the Welsh Assembly Gov’t on its establishment as a separate institution in May 2007 and left the post at the end of April 2008. Which was when Elfed Roberts, Chair of the NW Wales NHS Trust, was having me unlawfully arrested and refusing me NHS treatment and Edwina Hart was failing to deal with it. It was also when Fiona Irvine was abusing her position at Bangor University.

In 2009, Shortridge was brought back as interim Permanent Secretary of the Dept for Innovation, Universities and Skills. Mandelson was the Secretary of State for that Dept and his right hand woman was someone who had grown up on Anglesey, the daughter of Ron Evans, who for years worked as a lawyer for Gwynedd County Council. Ron was the lawyer who, in the wake of the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, told everyone that what had happened was so serious and so inexcusable that none of them must ever say a word about it to anyone. I know that because Ron’s wife told me. She worked as a lecturer at Bangor University. She is (or was) also a magistrate. Documents in my possession with Ron’s signature on them detail perjury and conspiracy in an attempt to have me imprisoned. The names of colluding officers from the North Wales Police also appear on those documents. See previous posts for details.

The documents with Ron Evans’s name and signature on are from the late 1980s/early 1990s. Jon Shortridge joined the Welsh Office in 1984. I first complained about Dafydd and the gang to Keith Best, a Welsh Office Minister in 1985. Between 1987 and 1988 Shortridge was Private Secretary to two Secretaries of State for Wales, Nicholas Edwards and Peter Walker. Throughout this time the sex trafficking gang caused havoc in north Wales and complaints about the NHS and social services were simply ignored. From 1988 to 1992 Shortridge  was Head of the Welsh Office’s Finance Division. He undertook the Senior Management Review of the Welsh Office in 1995 and was appointed Director of Economic Affairs in 1997, with responsibility for establishing the National Assembly for Wales.

So Sir Jon, did Ron Evans tell you too never to say a word to anyone because what happened was so serious and inexcusable? And how exactly did the delightful Fiona and Stuart let you know that they had all the shit on you and that they’d both like Chairs at Glyndwr University?

Sir Jon was educated at Chichester High School for Boys, then St Edmund Hall, Oxford and then Edinburgh University.

In December 2002, Sir Jon was summoned by the Audit Committee of the National Assembly of Wales in order to be questioned over delays and rising costs surrounding the construction of a new debating chamber, which was to become the Senedd. £250,000 of taxpayers’ money was spent on a legal dispute with sacked architects, the Richard Rogers Partnership. Sir Jon stated during the hearing that the design submitted by the Richard Rogers Partnership would not have been eligible for the original competition if the true costs had been known. The saga of the design for the Senedd and the Richard Rogers Partnership being commissioned is covered in an earlier post on this blog (see post ‘Have The Lambs Stopped Screaming?’). The man largely responsible for it all was the former Secretary of State for Wales, Ron ‘I was looking for badgers’ Davies.

In 2010 Jeremy Colman, the Auditor General for Wales, was imprisoned for the possession of child porn (see post ‘The Reality Is, There Is No Problem’). His position as Auditor General was succeeded by Huw Vaughan Thomas, who had been the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council for some of the years when the paedophile gang flourished in the Council’s children’s homes (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’). Huw’s son worked in the National Audit Office for Wales and Huw’s his wife, Enid Rowlands, was a Director of the North Wales Health Authority and is/was also a key figure in the Solicitors’ Regulation Authority (see post ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’). Huw and Enid have numerous other links with the paedophiles’ friends which stretch back many years, as detailed in previous posts…

Fiona Irvine didn’t stay at Glyndwr University long, within a few short months she bagged a Chair of Nursing at Liverpool John Moores University. This is a woman who was unable to assess the work of a PhD student appropriately because her own grasp of the sociology of health was so shaky. Fiona’s inaugural lecture at Liverpool John Moores was entitled ‘Me, Myself, I’ no less.

Fiona is now Professor and Head of Nursing at Birmingham University. Whatever could be the key to Fiona’s success? Not that she’ll be telling us, Fiona will remember Ron Evans’s advice from all those years ago…

I have discussed in previous posts George Thomas’s many links with the NHS, medical charidees and his role as Patron of the National Children’s Home (NCH). The NCH is now known as Action for Children. Presumably the re-branding exercise followed all those embarrassing revelations that paedophiles were busy working for the NCH. A number of those involved with the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal had worked for the NCH, including Glanville Owen. Glanville was Deputy Director of Gwynedd Social Services, responsible for Gwynedd’s children’s homes for years while the paedophile gang enjoyed themselves within those homes. Glanville later became the Chief Exec of Gwynedd CHC, in which role he lied to patients and failed to investigate serious complaints, including assaults on patients by NHS staff.

I have discovered an entertaining document in the archive of the Margaret Thatcher Foundation. It is the text of a speech that Thatch gave on Jan 17 1990, at the National Children’s Home, as the inaugural George Thomas Society Lecture. The George Thomas Society was founded by the NCH for the purposes of tackling child abuse. For those of us who knew what Thatch was concealing and what George Thomas was up to for decades of his life, this speech is wonderful. I won’t reproduce it all here, it can be found on the website of the Margaret Thatcher Foundation, but I’ll highlight the best bits:

George Thomas is admired and loved throughout this country. As Mr. Speaker, his voice became known in every home. His life has been dedicated to the service of people and especially, through the National Children’s Home, to children. He has never ceased to proclaim the importance of Christian values in family life…

George has always believed that children must come first because children are our most sacred trust….We need to do all we can to ensure that children enjoy their childhood against a background of secure and loving family life. That way, they can develop their full potential, grow up into responsible adults and become, in their turn, good parents.

But it is a sad fact that throughout history some children have been neglected, exploited and cruelly treated. So it was in the mid-19th century in England. Dr. Stevenson, the founder of the National Children’s Home, was born when Lord Shaftesbury was campaigning to reform the appalling conditions in which children were made to work in factories and mines. It was a time when Charles Kingsley described the plight of child chimney sweeps in the “Water Babies” and Charles Dickens that organised juvenile crime in “Oliver Twist” . It was a world in which many children were neglected and even rejected and thrust into a life of crime, violence, exploitation and poverty, yet by the reformers’ response to these conditions, that period also stands out in English history as a period of social progress based on Christian belief.

People like the Earl of Shaftesbury campaigned for laws to protect children; Robert Raikes started the Sunday School Movement, Dr. Barnardo established his famous homes, Prebendary Ruolf founded the Church of England Children’s Society, Benjamin Warr started the National Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children, Margaret MacMillan founded nursery schools and, of course, Dr. Stevenson founded the first National Children’s Home in South London—a remarkable period—and all of this was done because those people felt impelled to care for the needs of these children….

Voluntary societies like yours can respond quickly to meet changing needs. They are run by people with a commitment to building genuine relationships with others and not simply to introducing programmes.

the early reformers were almost all Christians who saw such duties as an expression of their faith…

the very foundation of human happiness lies in the development of secure emotional relationships within the home, but far too many children are denied a secure and affectionate family and that is the greatest deprivation of all. Alas, today, that truth is not universally accepted and it is the children who suffer.

I believe that in the 1960s, far too many young people were ridiculed out of their true beliefs by the proponents of the permissive society who believed in precious little but themselves. They talked a lot about “rights” yet they gave away the fundamental right of a child to be brought up in a real family and now we are reaping the harvest.

There are, of course, some who blame all our social ills on poverty and others who think that affluence is the cause. Certainly, young people who nowadays have more money and more freedom, also have more opportunity to misuse them and some do, but do not blame freedom and prosperity for the faults ingrained in human nature!…

cruelty to children is still with us and the breakdown of so many families adds to the deprivation which children suffer and brings with it a new problem of teenage homelessness…

Over eighty children a year have died at the hands of a parent, step-parent or connected adult and there are thousands more who suffer. Even though child abuse is now more widely reported, it is very disturbing that at any one time about 40,000 children in England alone are registered as needing protection. Tragically, the case histories from a variety of backgrounds suggest that many of those who ill treat their children have themselves, when children, been ill-treated. To use children for sexual purposes, whether through the wicked perversion of sexual abuse or through fantasies induced by child pornography, must provoke the strongest outrage and reaction from individuals and Government alike.

The Government has increased the penalties for child cruelty and tightened the law on child pornography by making possession of this material an offence but I am very concerned by recent reports of what is still occurring…

four out of five lone mothers claiming income support receive no maintenance from the fathers. No father should be able to escape from his responsibility and that is why the Government is looking at ways of strengthening the system for tracing an absent father and making the arrangements for recovering maintenance more effective.

Another area of children in danger is teenage homelessness. The problem is not confined to London but it receives most publicity in the capital. We are not talking about teenagers who leave a perfectly good home voluntarily but about those who leave because of the breakdown of the family and the fact that they do not get on with the new step-father or mother. Sometimes, violence and sexual abuse may also be involved.

Other teenagers come out of Local Authority care with nowhere to go and without being given any proper training in how to look after themselves. I know that in some cases social services departments will find lodgings or a family to which the children can go and that is right because these young people are in special need of someone who cares about them personally…

our initiative on more hostels in partnership with the voluntary sector has produced an extra 21,000 hostel beds in the last eight years and in total, there are now a similar number in London alone and a further 31,000 hostel beds in the rest of England…

not all teenagers who choose to come to London are homeless and we must try not to pursue policies which have the effect of encouraging still more young people to leave their own home for our large cities without any idea of where to live or what to do… 

As well as responding to the problems of homelessness, we in Government have also been especially concerned to do our part to improve the care and protection of children. As a politician, I first came into contact with the problem of child abuse when I was Secretary of State for Education and Science. I used to ask young teachers to come and talk to me about their work. A few told me of children who at the end of the week would cling to their teachers—they were not wanting to go home themselves. What should the teacher do in those circumstances with a child clinging to her? Should she walk home with the child to see the parent or would that bring down the wrath of the parent on the child later? Should they report the incident?Should they call in the social worker or should they even alert the police? To those who would criticise their hesitation, I have frequently said:“Well, what would you do under those circumstances?”

Teachers and social workers and others working with children must have enough confidence to know how to respond. That means proper training for all of those who come into contact with children and everyone must know the circumstances in which the social services or the police have the power to take a child into their protection. 

So last year and this year, we are making £7 million available to Local Authorities to train those involved in caring for children, particularly social workers, and student teachers are now taught about child abuse as an essential part of their preparation for teaching.

We are making the largest ever grant to the National Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children to help them to establish their new training centre…

The Children Act of 1989 is the most comprehensive piece of legislation about children ever enacted in this country; it draws on the experiences learned in Cleveland and through the tragic deaths or abused children such as Kimberley Carlisle, Jasmine Beckford and Tara Henry. Above all, the Act seeks the right balance in protecting those too young and vulnerable to protect themselves while preventing excessive and over-zealous intrusion into family life by the State; and in 1988, the maximum penalties for child cruelty were increased from the previous two years to ten years…

all the voluntary helpers of the National Children’s Home and other similar organisations and all those who give to their work are just such people. Nearly a third of your income of £37 million comes from private individuals and companies and we would like to thank them very much indeed. Truly, this country has become an active and generous society and I know that you, the National Children’s Home, have played an important part in developing new ways of alleviating distress such as “Touchline” , the telephone counselling service for sex abuse victims in Leeds, which is similar to the wonderful work of Esther Rantzen—she is here and we would like to pay tribute to her work too!… Also, the new facilities you are pioneering through the George Thomas Society to overcome the consequence of sex abuse and the programme for sixteen to nineteen year-olds in Wales and for those who are needing care in Calderdale, to equip young people with essential skills such as budgeting, shopping, cooking and housework. Once again, a Methodist Foundation is showing by example that common faith is the best basis for common effort to build a better life in every sense of the word…

They knew—and we dare not forget—that children cannot flourish unless they learn to distinguish right from wrong and have respect and thought for others…

When we have all done our best to repair the broken lives of children, we must also keep in good repair that foundation of standards and values…That way, we can best emulate and honour John Wesley, Lord Shaftesbury—the poor man’s Earl—Dr. Stevenson, the founder of the National Children’s Home, and George Thomas—the children’s Viscount—whom we honour tonight.

When Thatch made this speech she had given George Thomas, who was known to the police and to Parliament to be a serial child sex offender, an hereditary Viscountcy. I don’t know why, because he was a paedophile who targeted boys Thomas had no heirs to whom he could pass on the Viscountcy.

By Jan 1990 Thatch had become good friends with Jimmy Savile and he had spent a few Christmas’s at Chequers with her. Thatch was warned by the civil service that Savile’s ‘private life’ threatened to damage the Gov’t and bring the honours system into disrepute were he to be given a knighthood. Thatch’s response was to lobby ever harder for Savile’s knighthood. Savile received a knighthood in the 1990 Queen’s Birthday Honours.

When Thatch made this speech, her personal friend Sir Peter Morrison, Tory MP for Chester, was Minister of State for Energy. It was known that Morrison was abusing kids in care in north Wales, Cheshire and elsewhere. Thatcher was directly told about this but nonetheless in July 1990 she appointed Morrison as her PPS. He then organised her leadership campaign at the end of that year.

Since 1979 Thatcher had led a Gov’t which had systematically ignored, concealed and colluded with the most dreadful abuse of children and vulnerable young people in north Wales and elsewhere.

Thatch mentioned that Esther was in the audience. I had written to Esther some two years before this speech was given, providing Esther with details of the abuse of mental health patients in north Wales, after Esther launched her campaign re mental health. I did not receive a reply.

Thatch mentions the notion of people knowing right from wrong. Paedophiles and their friends are keen on this idea. When I was illegally imprisoned in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh in Dec 1986, I overheard Janice Davies, Dafydd’s mole and the Sister of Bryn Golau Ward, telephone Dafydd and tell him that I was ‘dangerous’ and had ‘no sense of right and wrong’. Nothing had happened to elicit the phone call, but Dafydd was in need of ‘evidence’ to justify sectioning me because people were asking questions about my unlawful detention. I challenged Janice and she ran out of the office shrieking ‘I never said any such thing’.

Bryn Golau Ward at the time was full of people who were been detained unlawfully because they had in some way crossed the path of the sex trafficking gang which Dafydd was facilitating.

Everyone in positions of responsibility and authority in Wales and Westminster and Whitehall knew something of what was happening. They have so much blood on their hands that it will never wash off.

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I will now try and find out more about this initiative launched by George Thomas for people of 16 to 19 in Wales and Calderdale who had been sexually abused. I shudder to think what I will discover.

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Whilst searching for more information regarding matters such as the sorry state of the UK’s prisons and miscarriages of justice recently, I came across a news report from 1997 which stated that paedophile gangs were operating within prisons. What had happened was that paedophiles had been sentenced, but then their young victims had ended up in prison alongside their assailants, after the victims had been criminalised and jailed for less serious offences. That was certainly what seemed to be happening at Risley Remand Centre back in the 1980s.

No matter how many shock horror reports, no matter how many lessons will be learned, pledges for change etc, matters in the prison service and mental health services do not ever improve, even in the face of so much ‘expertise’. I maintain that it is because everyone who would implement change is excluded at a junior level. There are no original thinkers in the pool from which the ‘leaders’ and ‘advisers’ are drawn. The ‘leaders’ have only made it into the selection pool by spending their careers keeping quiet about abuse and wrongdoing. Not that Gov’t wants anyone who will expose the rot. The structure is so threadbare that if one gave a loose thread a tug, the whole system would unravel.

Those who are going to effect change are also drawn from a pool of people with remarkably similar backgrounds and CVs. So I thought that in this post I’d take a look at some of those who’s vision was going to effect change in the prison system.

When the Indie reported on the paedophile gangs operating within prisons, David Ramsbotham was HMI Chief Inspector of Prisons for England and Wales. Ramsbotham was in post 1995-01.

David Ramsbotham was the son of a clergyman, John Ramsbotham, who became the Bishop of Wakefield, retiring in 1967. John Ramsbotham is one of the generation of senior clergyman whom we now know colluded with a massive child abuse problem within the Church of England.

David Ramsbotham was educated at Haileybury and the Imperial Service College. Ramsbotham entered the Army to do National Service and was commissioned into the Royal Artillary in 1953. After National Service, he retained a TA commission and then completed a degree at Corpus Christi College, Cambridge. 

In 1958 Ramsbotham was appointed to a regular Army commission. He served in Borneo during the Indonesia-Malaysia confrontation, Dec 1965-66. By 1971 Ramsbotham had achieved the rank of Lt Col and from 1970-73 he served as Military Assistant to the Chief of the General Staff, Sir (Later Lord) Field Marshal Michael Carver. Ramsbotham commanded a battalion of the Royal Green Jackets in N Ireland from 1974-75. By the end of 1978, Ramsbotham had achieved the rank of Brigadier and served again in N Ireland, commanding a brigade based in Belfast from June 1978 and was appointed CBE for his service there in the operational honours of Oct 1980.

David Ramsbotham will know a great deal about shoot to kill, the torture and sometimes murder of suspects, the law breaking that was associated with internment, the miscarriages of justice in N Ireland, the internal wars between different factions of the security services and of course the identity of those who were abusing boys at the Kincora Boys Home, as well as about the activities of the paedophile child psychiatrist who was linked to Kincora, Dr Morris Fraser, who was afforded complete protection by the British establishment.

As the British Army’s Director of PR, 1982–84, Ramsbotham leaked documents to a journalist which showed that prior to the Falklands War, the Army had developed a comprehensive plan for dealing with the media, but it had been overlooked; the Army was subsequently criticised for not having done such planning.

Ramsbotham commanded the 3rd Armoured Division for a period prior to March 1987. In April 1987 he was appointed Commander UK Field Army and Inspector General of the TA.

Ramsbotham stepped down as Commander of the Field Army in August 1990 and received a further honorary appointment as ADC Gen to Lilibet on 3 Dec 1990, which he held until his retirement from the Army. On 27 December 1990 Ramsbotham was appointed Adjutant-General. This period included the UK involvement in the Gulf War; he retired from the Army in July 1993. In Dec 1995 Ramsbotham became Chief Inspector of Prisons for England and Wales.

Ramsbotham had a ‘strained relationship’ with the Home Secretaries in office during his tenure – Michael Howard and Jack Straw – and this contributed to his contract not being continued for the full eight years that had originally been possible.

In 2005 Ramsbotham was given a peerage and he sits as a crossbencher.  Ramsbotham is Chairman of the Koestler Awards scheme as well as Vice-Chair of both the All Party Penal Affairs Group and the All Party Parliamentary Group for Learning and Skills in the Criminal Justice System. He is President of UNLOCK, the National Association of Ex-Offenders and an Ambassador for the Prison Advice and Care Trust (PACT). Ramsbotham is a Trustee and Vice-Chairman of the charity Institute for Food, Brain and Behaviour.

The primary focus of the Institute for Food, Brain and Behaviour (IFBB) is the commissioning of research into how food, nutrition and diet can affect brain function and behaviour. Former Trustees include Hugh Montefiore, the 3rd Earl Henry Kitchener, Baroness Susan Greenfield and Rev Nicholas Frayling.

Hugh Montefiore, Chairman and Trustee of the IFBB, was Bishop of Kingston-upon-Thames, 1970-78 and then Bishop of Birmingham, 1978-87. Nicholas Frayling is also a clergyman who worked in Peckham, Tooting and Liverpool when organised trafficking gangs operated in those areas. Montefiore and Frayling must have known at least something of what was going on.

Susan Greenfield spent a few years as the media’s idea of a wonderful advert for wimmin in science and there were many articles published about the feminist scientist who wore leather and short skirts. Greenfield played the journos for all that she could, most of them had no knowledge of pharmacology or biochemistry and obviously saw Greenfield as some sort of Einstein. Greenfield’s colleagues are less wowed and she has stood accused of publishing theories without the evidence to back them up. Susan Greenfield was appointed Director of the Royal Institution in 1998 and more gushing articles followed. Within a few short years there was the most enormous ding dong, with Greenfield being accused of complete incompetence and wasting millions of quid and Greenfield responding that her accusers were a bunch of old farts in possession of testicles. Then the writs began flying. Whatever went on must have been really bad because the post of Director of the Royal Institution was subsequently abolished, just in case Susan came back again.

After the disaster at the Royal Institution, Susan rocked up in the Lords as a people’s peer. When reading about Susan, I had the most terrible shock. I thought that Blair rang up his mates to invite them to become people’s peers, but it’s worse than that. People’s peers are ‘self-nominated’, as indeed was Susan. No wonder the people’s peers are all narcissistic loonies, they’ve applied to be peers themselves, they haven’t even been chosen. So that’s why the Lords is now so obviously the House of the Sharp-Elbowed and Mediocre. I think that I might contact hundreds of dinner ladies, cleaners and service users and encourage them all to nominate themselves as people’s peers. They can bang on about empowering wimmin just as well as Susan Greenfield can and they’ll be able to cook a dinner for a family of five at the same time.

Lord Henry Kitchener, former President and Trustee of the IFBB, was a physicist who spent most of his working life with ICI in Cheshire and was President of the Organic Food Society. He was a Freemason who was initiated in 1947 and rose to senior rank, serving as Senior Grand Warden of the United Grand Lodge of England. In 1972 Lord Kitchener was Deputy Lieutenant of Cheshire. Which rather puts him at the scene of the crimes and cover-up re Dafydd, Sir Peter Morrison and the gang. Kitchener was a friend of Bertrand Russell’s son Lord Conrad Russell (see post ‘So Who Was Angry About What?’). Bertrand Russell spent the last 25 years of his life living in north Wales and was friends with the Welsh Bloomsbury set based at Cwm Croesor who knew about Gwynne, Dafydd and the gang (see post ‘The Village’).

Henry Kitchener was a Page of Honour at the coronation of George VI. His niece Emma Joy Kitchener, a Lady-in-Waiting to HRH Princess Michael of Kent, married Julian Fellowes of gratuitous snobbery and ‘Downton Abbey’ fame. In 1998 the Fellowes family changed its surname from Fellowes to Kitchener-Fellowes, because that sounds even posher and it also means that now Julian Fellowes can stress that he’s related to Lord Kitchener of Khartoum, the butcher of WWI and inventor of the concentration camp.

Henry was known to have explained to people that an hereditary peerage was much better than a mere life peerage and that he took his right to sit in the Lords very seriously, although by his own admission he was ‘just too lazy’ to attend the Lords much before his retirement.

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Every little helps – there’s a paedophile gang with links to Parliament and the Royal Family to be concealed!

Because Henry Kitchener was unmarried with no male heirs, his title died with him in 2011. Julian Fellowes was outraged at this waste of a good Earldom and publicly expressed his dissatisfaction that the proposals to change the rules of royal succession were not extended to hereditary peerages, which had they been would have allowed his wife to succeed her uncle as The Countess Kitchener. Emma was in danger of remaining plain old Lady Fellowes – or perhaps Lady Kitchener-Fellowes because of course they’d changed their name – as a result of being married to Lord Julian, only a life peer himself. Which is so naff that one might as well be in trade. Here he is, common as muck:

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Fellowes stated: “I find it ridiculous that, in 2011, a perfectly sentient adult woman has no rights of inheritance whatsoever when it comes to a hereditary title”. Fortunately for Julian and Emma, Lilibet came to the rescue. On 9 May 2012, Lilibet issued a Royal Warrant of Precedence granting Lady Emma the same rank and style as the daughter of an Earl, as would have been due to her if her late father had survived his brother and therefore succeeded to the earldom. Specifically it declared that Lady Fellowes “shall henceforth have, hold and enjoy the same title, rank, place, pre-eminence and precedence as a daughter of an Earl” and “succeeded to the title and dignity of Earl Kitchener of Khartoum and Broome.”

Much as I am touched by the sudden outburst of the desire for gender equality on the part of Julian Fellowes and Lilibet, where ‘dignity’ enters into the hissy fit of a man who writes laughable dramas for TV because he has realised that his wife cannot inherit the title of a man who concealed the crimes of Dafydd, I cannot imagine. Now how was that well-known Women’s Libber Lilibet persuaded to intervene in this matter I wonder?

Peter Morrison

Sir Peter Morrison, former Tory MP for Chester, celebrity paedophile and brother of Dame Mary Morrison, Woman-of-the Bedchamber to Lilibet.

Major General His Grace The Duke of Westminster, President of the City of Chester Conservative Association when Sir Peter Morrison was the constituency MP
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Carlo, Chancellor of UCNW and close friend of the Duke of Westminster.

 

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones
The man who exerted massive influence over UCNW while Carlo was Chancellor and who tried to embezzle a few thousand quid from the institution. It really is appalling as I am sure that Carlo would agree.

 

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‘These women are only bloody feminists because they’re too fat and ugly to get a man.’

IFBB’s Science Fellows include Kathleen Taylor, a neuroscientist based at Oxford University. One of Taylor’s research areas is ‘the neuroscience of belief’. I wish you all the best with that one Kathleen, perhaps your research will equal that of some of your colleagues who have told us all that MRI scans show which parts of the brain are responsible for ‘love’ and ‘compassion’ and how these areas experience increased activity after the owners of the brains have done a bit of Mindfulness. Look, the brain areas are lighting up! The MRI scanning machines are obviously in on Prof Mark Williams’s research fraud as well then (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’).

Kathleen’s 2004 book ‘Brainwashing: The Science of Thought Control’ was shortlisted by MIND for their 2005 ‘book of the year’. In 2005 MIND were concealing the abuse and deaths of patients at the Hergest Unit in Ysbyty Gwynedd, as well as in other institutions. Both National MIND were involved, as were MIND Cymru. I rang MIND Cymru in 2005 and told one Ruth Coombs, who I think was their Director of Policy, that I had evidence of the serious abuse of mental health patients in Wales. She was all ears and asked me where. I replied ‘the Hergest Unit’ and I heard her whisper ‘Oh my God’ before putting the phone down on me. Ruth subsequently became Director of MIND Cymru and then the Head of the British Heart Foundation in Wales. See post ‘The Mysterious Silence Of MIND’.

Ruth Coombs has climbed ever higher and is now ‘Head of Wales’ no less at the Equality and Human Rights Commission. Ruth has worked in partnership with the Children’s Commissioner for Wales to produce an ‘anti-bullying resource’ for use in secondary schools in Wales. MIND Cymru recently featured on TV in Wales as being an organisation with a serious workplace bullying problem. This blog also received accounts and evidence of bullying and misconduct from horrified former MIND Cymru staff (see post ‘A Solicitor’s Letter From North East Wales MIND’) and I was subsequently harassed and threatened by MIND Cymru as they tried to force me to remove my posts about them.

Robin Holden, a man with a very cosy relationship with Dafydd who formerly worked as an Angel at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and as a senior manager for the Gwynedd Community Health Trust whilst patients died and were fitted up for crimes by the staff and when serious complaints when uninvestigated and documentation was forged, is now an executive with MIND Cymru (see post ‘A Solicitor’s Letter From North East Wales MIND’).

The Office of Children’s Commissioner for Wales was established on the recommendation of no less than that of Sir Ronald Waterhouse. Since it’s creation it has been managed and run substantially by paedophiles’ friends. One senior social worker employed by the Children’s Commissioner was the daughter of an Angel at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh who had been a close friend of Dafydd’s daughter when they were teenagers. See post ‘Yet More Inglorious Bastards’.

The Equality and Human Rights Commission has a long and proud tradition of appointing Commissioners who have presided over the abuse of vulnerable people, such as Dr Rachel Perkins (see post ‘BMA Calling, BMA Calling’), who was the Clinical Director of Springfield Hospital when that hospital colluded with Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales and concealed another linked paedophile gang in south London (see posts ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’ and ‘The Most Dangerous Man In the World – Part III’).

Kathleen Taylor’s 2009 book, ‘Cruelty: Human Evil and the Human Brain’ examined human cruelty from ‘the points of view of biology and sociology’. Whereas this blog has examined human cruelty as inflicted by MIND and the many people with who’s crimes MIND have colluded or concealed.

 

The Institute for Food, Brain and Behaviour seems to have spent some years disguised as something else. It began life in 1984 as South Cumbria Alternative Sentencing Options. It was founded to investigate whether nutrition could play a role in minimising recidivism in young offenders, but that aim doesn’t readily come to mind if one talks of ‘alternative sentencing options’. The organisation became Natural Justice in 1991, which again does not sound as though it is an organisation investigating links between nutrition and offending behaviour. Natural Justice metamorphosed into the Institute for Food, Brain and Behaviour (IFBB) in 2010.

The Institute has a collaborative research programme with Oxford University. It facilitated a £1.4 million research project in three prisons funded by the Wellcome Trust. The Wellcome Trust funded Professor Mark Williams and Professor Sarah-Jayne Blakemore to conduct a big Mindfulness research project. Sarah-Jayne is the helpful neuroscientist upon whom Mark Williams is relying to give Mindfulness scientific credibility. Sarah-Jayne’s dad is the Oxford Professor Colin Blakemore, who was formerly Chief Executive of the MRC, which gives Oxford University a great deal of funding. Colin Blakemore had to wait a very long time for his knighthood because his animal work was felt to be so gratuitously cruel, even by other researchers carrying out animal work. For further details of Sarah-Jayne and Colin Blakemore’s network, see post ‘They Are MYRIAD, They Are Legion’.

The Wellcome funded study for the IFBB commenced in Jan 2008 with Professor John Stein –  a Trustee of the IFBB and Chair of the IFBB’s Science Advisory Council – of Oxford University as Principal Investigator. John Stein was the PhD supervisor of Daniel Wolpert, who was the PhD supervisor of Sarah-Jayne Blakemore (see post ‘They Are MYRIAD, They Are Legion’). Sarah-Jayne Co-directs the Wellcome Trust PhD Programme at UCL.

The Institute has been carrying out a study at Robert Clack School into whether nutritional supplements can improve disadvantaged pupils’ cognitive skills and behaviour, funded by the Esmee Fairbairn Foundation. I suspect that John Stein might find that a range of cultural and socio-economic factors may be playing a part in the cognitive skills and behaviour of disadvantaged pupils, as well as in how ‘cognitive skills and behaviour’ are being defined.

Prof John Stein came under fire in 2008 during that row when Gordon Brown was PM about the girl from Newcastle, Laura Spence, who had been turned down for a place to read medicine at Oxford despite a string of As at A level. Laura went to university in the US in the end. John Stein angrily denied that Oxford had discriminated against Laura, a state school pupil and maintained that he and his colleagues had been working very hard to welcome state school pupils at Oxford. Laura’s rejection was most likely simply a result of the huge numbers of very well-qualified students applying for a place at Oxford for medicine. Although I don’t believe that most Oxford admissions tutors do actively discriminate against state school pupils and it is true that more state school pupils are indeed entering Oxford, they are nearly always state school pupils who’s parents are professional middle class people, often academics. Students like Sarah-Jayne Blakemore was.

If John Stein wants more genuinely disadvantaged students to benefit from an Oxford education, he’d do better addressing the variety of interacting socio-economic and cultural factors that excludes those students rather than wasting his time giving them food supplements. That will boost the profits of Holland and Barrett, but I doubt that it will change the social profile of Oxford undergrads.

Lots of fish oil, that’s what the lower classes need. Then they’d all be as clever as Sarah-Jayne Blakemore. They’re only held back because they do insist on eating Big Macs and chips, Jamie Oliver will confirm that, whilst he insults their mothers at the same time for not feeding their offspring the sort of delicacies that Buddy Bear and his siblings enjoy.

In 1999, when Jamie was riding high on the success of his TV programme Two Fat Hairy Naked Chefs, Jamie was invited to cook Tony Blair a dinner at No 10. So that is why Tony Blair’s kids have done so well for themselves, it was the quality of the grub that the family were served by Jamie! Euan Blair bagged an internship at the Whitehouse, subsequently pursued a career in the City and is the proud joint owner of a house worth £3.6 million. Bloody hell Jamie, you must have put something special in Blair’s dinner. It was revealed in the media that Cherie is the joint owner of Euan’s house, rather than Euan’s wife Suzanne. That’ll be because Suzanne once ate a Penguin biscuit.

Jamie Oliver went to Newport Free Grammar School and left with two GCSEs. He went on to Westminster Technical College, where he gained an NVQ in home economics. Well that’s curious Jamie, because I went to a troubled shite comprehensive school, but I ended up with O levels, A levels, a BSc, an MSc and a PhD. I’ve never been fed food supplements and I didn’t grow up in a household which possessed items of expensive kitchen machinery, but I was surrounded by books and people who discussed politics. I wonder if there could be a link. It’s called ‘cultural capital’ Professor Stein and Jamie, Pierre Bourdieu wrote about it years ago before people worked so hard to blame disadvantaged people for their own disadvantage.

John Stein’s brother is the celebrity chef Rick Stein. I did wonder if Rick flogged food supplements, but a quick look at his wiki entry reveals that he actually owns a few fish and chip shops.

 

On the topic of Oxford entry, I wonder if John Stein can solve a puzzle. Back in the mid-1980s, there was a lot of huffing and puffing in the media regarding certain schools having reserved places at Oxford. Oxford angrily denied any such practice, maintaining that was only back in the Olden Days and things were different now. The year that this row blew up was the very same year that Brown’s cousin applied to read law at Oxford. She didn’t get the place that she wanted, but was subsequently offered a place to do theology instead, which confused me, because she had not shown the slightest interest in theology. It was explained by Brown’s uncle and auntie that Brown’s cousin’s school had a reserved place at Oxford, but it was for theology and it had been offered to her. The school in question was Tiffin Girls’ in Kingston-upon-Thames. Tiffin Girls’ still has an excellent track record for getting pupils into Oxbridge.

 

Here’s some Fox’s Party Rings, perfect for an at home with Peter Morrison and Dafydd:
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And some crumpets:

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Alderman Roberts probably sold them in that grocer’s shop in Grantham that we heard so much about from Thatch.

 

The Patron of the IFBB is the restaurateur and chef Prue Leith. Leith grew up in South Africa and her father worked for and became a Director of African Explosives, a subsidiary of ICI producing dynamite for use in mines. In 1975, Leith founded Prue Leith’s School of Food and Wine, of which Caroline Waldegrave is Managing Director. Caroline is married to William Waldegrave, who’s OK by Julian Fellowes, being the son of the 12th Earl Waldegrave. William Waldegrave was Secretary of State for Health, 1990-92 and while in that post he covered up the barrel of shit which was Dafydd and the paedophile gang and the linked gang in south London which was concealed by St George’s Hospital Medical School/Springfield Hospital. Waldegrave was the Tory MP for Bristol West. That must have been very useful for Dr D.G.E. Wood, Dafydd’s partner in crime who came from the Bristol area, qualified from Bristol University and who’s father was a Top Doc who continued to live near Bristol long after Wood himself had settled in north Wales to follow a life of serious organised crime. Waldegrave’s sister is Lady Susan Hussey, Lady-in-Waiting to Lilibet and Godmother to Prince William. The Lady Susan was married to Marmaduke Hussey, whom Thatch appointed Chairman of the BBC to sort out the pinkos there. Duke Hussey was Chairman when my friend, a witness to the wrongdoing in north Wales, was forced out of his job at the BBC, while Waldegrave was Health Secretary (see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’).

In his autobiography, ‘A Different Kind Of Weather’, Waldegrave banged on about his noble ancestors and his bitter regret that he never became PM. Presumably this aristocratic complete scumbag who ignored the most serious crime in the NHS and social services thought that he would have done a so much better job than the scumbag who was the petit bourgeois grocer’s daughter or the scumbag who was the son of the circus performer from Brixton who ignored the same serious crime.

In Matthew Parris’s article for ‘The Spectator’ in which he reviews Waldegrave’s autobiography, Parris mentions that he and Waldegrave were elected to the Commons at the same time in 1979. Parris wrote: ‘That old charmer Edward du Cann, to whom in the days after William and I had been elected in 1979 I once confided my feelings of hurt when criticised, put a hand on my wrist. ‘Dear boy,’ he said, ‘nice people are always hurt.’

Edward du Cann was the Conservative MP for Taunton, 1956-87 and was highly influential in the Tory Party as a result of his position as Chairman of the Tory Party, 1965-67 and as Chairman of the Party’s 1922 Committee, 1972-84. Du Cann was a very rich man whom my grandfather always claimed was a crook. Du Cann was criticized as “incompetent” by a 1974 DTI report regarding the bankruptcy of Keyser Ullman bank, of which du Cann was a Director. In 1973, Keyser Ullman lent £17m to a 28 year old entrepreneur, Christopher Selmes, secured on a valueless guarantee. Mr Selmes later fled the country, leaving debts of more than £20m. The bankruptcy of Keyser Ullman was the only reason why du Cann did not put himself forward as a candidate in the Tory leadership contest against Thatcher, du Cann being yet another mediocrity who fancied himself as a future PM and had led the rout against Ted Heath, initially under the guise of robustly supporting Thatch for the leadership. Peter Morrison was a leading light in encouraging Thatch to run for the leadership.

Du Cann succeeded Duncan Sandys as Chairman of Lonrho in 1984, a position from which he was forced to resign in 1991 due to his role as Deputy Chairman of Homes Assured, a finance company which crashed. His resignation came two days before the company collapsed, owing £10 million to creditors. The Serious Fraud Office began an inquiry. Du Cann was involved in several legal disputes over debts. His Somerset estate Cothay Manor was repossessed in 1992 and his London flat in Tufton Street in Westminster was repossessed in 1993. In 1985-86, the Eagle Star insurance company began proceedings three times to repossess Cothay Manor. The amount was paid each time and the mortgage later discharged.

Between 1980 and 1993 there were at least seven writs against du Cann for late payment of bills, including failure to pay water rates, to pay commission on the sale of a yacht, to keep up his mortgage payments and to clear a £137,000 overdraft.

Du Cann had a bankruptcy order served against him in 1993 and lived for several years in Alderney on the Isle of Wight. So one wonders how du Cann then subsequently wound up living in Lemona in Cyprus with enough dosh to invest in a vineyard.

Here are some clues:

On 26 March 1993 the Indie reported that du Cann had applied to have the bankruptcy order against him lifted. The order was made in the London Bankruptcy Court on 12 March 1993 on a petition over unpaid bills by the solicitors Denton Hall Burgin & Warren, who used to act for du Cann. Because of that order, an Inland Revenue petition for unpaid taxes became a formality on 25 March 1993 and was automatically dismissed at a brief private hearing before Registrar Geoffrey Pimm in London on 25 March 1993. Both the Inland Revenue and the law firm had filed their petitions in Jan 1993. Du Cann told ‘The Independent’ on 25 March that his solicitors would be applying to have the bankruptcy order lifted in the next few days.

A curious article in the ‘Sunday Herald’, 18 July 1995, about du Cann mentioned his long and glorious life – he was by the 71 yrs old – his service in the Royal Naval Reserve in the 1940s, his former close relationship to Ted Heath and his numerous dodgy deals and friendships with the rich and famous. It was explained that du Cann’s wife Jen had recently died, that du Cann was living on the Isle of Wight in reduced circumstances and was unhappy at the way that the Tory Party was ‘being run’. Du Cann told the ‘Sunday Herald’ that he had a lot to tell and he would be telling it.

In July 1995, Nicola Davies QC was supposedly reviewing the paperwork relating to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal to determine whether a Public Inquiry was needed. Although Dame Nicola stated in Dec 1995 that a Public Inquiry would not be in the public interest, by summer 1995, Sir Ronald Waterhouse had altered his retirement plans and had embarked on a tour of the paedophiles’ friends in Cheshire and Wales who were responsible for so much of the parts of the infrastructure which allowed the abuse of children in Cheshire/north Wales to occur, infrastructure which was to feature in Ronnie’s subsequent Inquiry, which was announced by William Hague on 17 June 1996.

By July 1995 Dafydd et al in north Wales were moving heaven and earth in an attempt to demonstrate that I was so dangerous that I should be banged up in a secure hospital on their say so without the inconvenience of a trial, having failed dismally in their serial attempts to have me imprisoned by perjury, planting evidence etc.

Du Cann never did tell anyone anything, or at least if he did, whatever he told them received no publicity.

In Oct 2013 the ‘Cyprus Mail’ ran a feature on a long forgotten elderly English gentleman who had been living in Cyprus for the last 12 years and who’s previous as the Chief Exec of a a wine company with vineyards in the south of France had prompted him to ‘invest’ in Cyprus vine yards years previously. It was Edward du Cann. Du Cann told the ‘Cyprus Mail’ that he used to regularly visit the south of France to ‘inspect the vine yards’.

John Allen owned a villa in the south of France to which he took kids from the children’s homes of north Wales ‘on holiday’. Dafydd was a regular in the south of France as well, he ‘held clinics’ there.

For some years now Dr D.G.E. Wood has been ‘holding clinics’ in Cyprus.

 

Old Warwickians - 1940s-1960s School House Dinner

Cheers, We’re as corrupt as fuck!

Dafydd’s mate and umbrella Professor Robert Bluglass has a second home in the Pyrenees. Which are located on the south west France/Spain border.

 

Du Cann was a board member of E-Clear, a British payment processing company, which went into administration in Jan 2010. He married three times; first, in 1962, to Sally (a cousin), whom he divorced in 1987, then he was married to Jennifer until her death in 1995. Du Cann died in Aug 2017 and was survived by his third wife, Maureen Hope-Wynne. Perhaps Maureen could let us know whence that influx of dosh came which refloated the Good Ship du Cann after his bankruptcy and public disgrace. Maureen might also tell us why Sir Edward decided at some point in 1995 that he didn’t have anything to tell after all, even though he thought that he did. Unless William Hague wants to explain instead.

Sir Edward du Cann’s second wife Jen was the widow of Robert Cooke, who had been Waldegrave’s predecessor as the Tory MP for Bristol West. Cooke served as a councillor on Bristol City Council, 1954-57 and taught English at a Bristol public school. D.G.E. Wood went to a public school in or near Bristol, but I don’t know which one. A long standing loyal protector of Dafydd and the gang was Lord David Hunt. Hunt was MP for Wirral and then Wirral West, 1976-97 and served as a junior Minister in the Welsh Office and as Secretary of State for Wales twice. David Hunt did his law degree in Bristol and is of a similar vintage to D.G.E. Wood. Before Hunt was elected to the Commons, Lilibet gave him an MBE for services to politics in the west of England. I’d love to know what those services were. Lord Hunt continues to do his best for the paedophiles’ friends. Hunt’s international law firm DAC Beachcroft now works on behalf of Top Doctors who have found themselves in trouble.

One of Edward du Cann’s earliest scams was perpetrated when he was a Director of BAC (British Car Auctions), a company founded by David Wickins, alongside whom du Cann served in the Royal Naval Reserve. British Car Auctions group was the world’s biggest second-hand car business. David Wickins was a long-time friend and business associate of both Denis and Mark Thatcher.

BAC flourished first as Southern Counties Car Auctions, but soon outgrew the name as auction sites were opened throughout the country. Among regular sellers were the Post Office, the Ministry of Defence and the regional gas boards. Potential problems with buyers were overcome by selling vehicles only as seen on the most perfunctory inspection and enforcing a foolproof payment system. Wickins also bought up several car auction businesses in the US, building a highly profitable empire which was eventually selling a million cars a year.

Wickins’s long friendship with Denis Thatcher was cemented by golf and lubricated by gins and tonic in the Sunningdale clubhouse. Wickins was part-owner in a waste-disposal business called Attwoods, of which Denis was a Director, while BCA was a sponsor of Mark Thatcher’s short-lived motor racing career. It was Mark who introduced Wickins to Lotus in 1983.

Lotus was famed for financial instability as much as engineering excellence and was in deep trouble at the time. The company was losing money and its recently deceased founder Colin Chapman had been implicated in the DeLorean scandal: Lotus had undertaken a redesign contract for the ill-fated car project, based in N Ireland, from which large sums of money provided by Gov’t grants had disappeared. As a result, the company was besieged by Inland Revenue inspectors, who imposed an £84 million ‘protective assessment’.

Mark Thatcher arranged for Lotus’s Directors to meet Wickins, who took a 29 per cent stake, became Chairman, resisted the taxmen and brought in other investors, including the Bamford family. As demand for exotic cars grew with the 1980s boom Lotus’s fortunes swiftly recovered and in 1986 – again through Mark’s introduction – the business was sold to General Motors. In the meantime, Wickins gave Mark a job as a consultant to BCA’s American subsidiary, declaring that he was sure that Mark would be a great asset.

Favoured regulars attending Wickins’s car auctions were treated to lunch in his lavishly-appointed dining room overlooking the ring at Frimley, where the original field was developed into a multi-million-pound auction complex.

Upon leaving school, David Wickens took articles with the accountants Deloitte & Co, where he was posted to South Africa. There he worked on audits for Rhodesian copper mines and Zambian sawmills until the outbreak of war in 1939, when he enlisted in the South African Navy. After 18 months Wickens returned to England on secondment to the Royal Navy and brother officers Edward du Cann and the future entrepreneur and yachtsman Owen Aisher became lifelong friends.

At the end of the war Wickins was offered a permanent commission in the South African Navy, but he entered ‘business’ instead, in the auction trade and also in the buying, selling and floating of companies. Wickins assisted in the flotation of the Forte family’s catering and restaurant business and was a generous sponsor of sport, both of major events and of individual sportsmen such as the young Nick Faldo and the jockey Bob Champion. When BCA sponsored the Wightman Cup in 1989, the year of Wickins’s retirement, the Thatchers opened the doors of 10 Downing Street for a splendid party.

David Wickins also enjoyed racing International One design yachts and, later, motor cruising. He owned a string of racehorses and in retirement on Majorca he bred Great Danes.

Wickens was a ‘ladies’ man’ and employed ‘pretty girls’ as pilots for his helicopters and aircraft and as chauffeurs for his cars. He was married at least three times and possibly, although his own account varied, six.

When the wider world finally got a glimpse of the sort of man that Denis Thatcher was, many people were entertained to find that he was remarkably like the satirical portrayal of him in the ‘Dear Bill’ letters in ‘Private Eye’, a gin sodden golf club bore, who’s friend Maurice sold goods out of car boots. On one memorable occasion, Denis observed to Bill that ‘I had no idea that those friends of Maurice’s were in the Mafia’. Following the success of the ‘Dear Bill’ letters, in 1981 John Wells embarked upon his ‘Anyone for Denis?’ stage play, the catch phrase being ‘Stop me and buy me one’.

It was Richard Ingrams who wrote the ‘Dear Bill’ letters. I wonder if he based them on David Wickins.

 

As for William Waldegrave, the snooty aristo who did the dirty work of this collection of wide-boys, conmen and gangsters, he is constantly constructed as a being a man with great intellectual gifts. So Waldegrave hasn’t even got the excuse that he was as thick as Thatcher.

During the late 1980s and 90s, a number of people in Somerset who knew what was happening to me in north Wales, like Edward du Cann, inexplicably found themselves in possession of a great deal of money. I explained in my post ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’ that some of that money had arrived in the form of a cheque from Coutts. William Waldegrave is someone who is involved with Coutts.

 

The IFBB’s Trustee David Ramsbotham became an honorary Fellow of Corpus Christie College, Cambridge in 2001 and serves on the Advisory Board of the International Centre for Prison Studies at King’s College, London. He is also a Patron of Prisoners Abroad and the Prison Education Trust. Ramsbotham is also Patron of the African Prisons Project and President of PTSD Resolution, providing veterans with treatment for PTSD.

I can’t find any mention of Dafydd on the website of PTSD Resolution, but I’d be surprised if he hasn’t been associated with them at some point. It was Dafydd after all who invented PTSD and who subsequently made a mint from it (see post ‘Feet In Chains’). This is not to suggest that I do not believe that soldiers suffer from severe psychological distress during or after combat, it rather suggests that I believe that they do, but that Dafydd just made it all up as he went along as he usually does and that no soldiers or indeed anyone else benefited from PTSD Dafydd-style.

Ramsbotham is also an ambassador for the charity SkillForce.

David Ramsbotham has written extensively on matters relating to prisons and the military. His 2003 book ‘Prisongate: The Shocking State of Britain’s Prisons and the Need for Visionary Change’ sets out his ‘vision for reform’ of the prison system. 

 

The discourse surrounding prisons and prison reform is remarkably similar to that which surrounds the mental health system. After a few years of involvement at a senior level, the post holder tells the world that the system is dangerous, degrading, damaging, not doing what it should and is in desperate need of ‘reform’. No reform ever happens. What does happen is that the person who has just pronounced then spends the next few years clocking up a whole load of appointments with other organisations in the field, all of whom agree that Something Must Be Done and who promise a new vision.

Meanwhile, another person succeeds the post which has just been vacated, someone else who, like the last incumbent, has the necessary CV involving some sort of career which has involved keeping quiet for decades about state wrongdoing that has been concealed at the highest levels . After seven or eight years, they too will stand down, announce that the system is terrible, write a book and then take a senior role in organisations which promise a new vision, a new line of researching the problem etc etc.

Ronnie Waterhouse went one better than this. After a lifetime of service to a paedophile gang as a corrupt barrister and then a corrupt judge, Ronnie Chaired the monumental cover-up which was the massively expensive public inquiry into the activities of that paedophile ring and subsequently became Patron of the charidee Voices From Care, representing kids in care. One of the Trustees then nicked the funds.

So I was delighted to read in the media this weekend that there is a mental health crisis in the UK, we’re all mentally ill on a scale never seen before…1 in 4… a Cinderella service…caring nurses exhausted…no community services…talking treatments needed…all a matter of funding and resources…

I think that we’ve been here before. I was first subjected to this discourse by a nurse called Ingrid when I sat in the North Wales Hospital, unlawfully imprisoned in Dec 1986. I told Ingrid that this was a thoroughly abusive, corrupt institution staffed by people who did not give a damn about the patients. Ingrid yelled at me that they cared and it was very offensive of me to state that they didn’t. She then walked off in tears. Ingrid wasn’t Dafydd, but she knew what he was doing and when after a very long time and a pitched battle on my part to finally get an investigation held into my complaint – which was Chaired by Dafydd’s mate Robert Bluglass who concealed Dafydd’s crimes anyway (see post ‘Enter Professor Bluglass CBE’) – Ingrid refused to give evidence at the hearing.

Now stop this nonsense, get a team out to the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and excavate the whole site. Bring those bodies up, admit that they were concealed there in the 1970s and 80s, not the 1870s and 80s, identify them and face the world with what has gone on. Then never again consult the BMA, the GMC or the Royal Colleges on any health or social policy matter.

‘We didn’t know.’

Then how did those bodies find their way there? And why were their owners never reported missing? Denis Nilsen murdering young homeless men whom no-one even realised had vanished had nothing on the North Wales Hospital.

 

The first Chief Inspector of Prisons for England and Wales to be appointed was Philip Barry, who only served between 1981-82. Dafydd’s empire was at full strength at this time, although there was all that dreadful publicity about Mary Wynch who had been unlawfully arrested and imprisoned by Dafydd only two years previously and was now taking the first steps on her path to legal action against Dafydd, Clwyd Health Authority and Risley Remand Centre. Other people were suffering as badly as Mary had. The Birmingham Six and many others were languishing in various prisons after having been framed and kids in care and mental health patients, many of whom had also been fitted up, were dying in Risley Remand Centre (see post ‘Include Me Out’).

Curiously enough, the internet seems to have been erased of virtually all details pertaining to Philip Barry, although he also held the role of Chief Inspector for Prisons for Scotland, 1980-86.

Sir James Patrick Ivan Hennessey succeeded Philip Barry and was Chief Inspector of Prisons for England and Wales, 1982 -87. Dafydd’s regime was still so much intact that in 1987 he and his colleagues embarked on a well planned co-ordinated attempt to frame me and have me imprisoned for ‘attempting to stab a doctor’ (see posts ‘Workers’ Play Time’ and ‘Security, Security’). The plan fell apart after Sergeant Morgan at Bangor Police Station and a senior nurse, Jeff Crowther, didn’t tell the required lies. Within two years Sgt Morgan had been found guilty of indecently assaulting a teenaged girl in custody and was sacked. Jeff seemed to know that Sgt Morgan was going to be found guilty before his trial had begun. Shortly before the Waterhouse Inquiry, Jeff’s wife died whilst ‘in the care of’ Ysbyty Gwynedd. A few weeks later Jeff had to go into hiding after an addict threatened to murder him. Jeff left north Wales not long after. Documents in my possession demonstrate that Risley Remand Centre and the Mental Health Act Commission were on board with the plan to frame and imprison me.

 

James Hennessey was educated at Bedford School and then King’s College, Durham (now part of Newcastle University). He joined the Royal Artillary and was later being seconded to the Indian Army, 1944-46. After WWII, Hennessy joined what was then HM Overseas Service, serving initially in South Africa from 1948 in a number of roles. He was seconded in 1961 to the Office of the High Commissioner in Pretoria and took on a number of positions in the Gov’t of South Africa. Hennessey retired from the Overseas Service in 1968 and was appointed to the Foreign Office, serving as Charge d’Affaires to Montevideo, Uruguay, 1971–72 and then High Commissioner to Kampala, Uganda and non-resident Ambassador to Kigali, Rwanda, 1973–76. Hennessey served as Consul-General in Cape Town, 1977-80, before ending his career as the last Governor and Commander-in-Chief of British Honduras (now Belize), 1980–81.

Hennessy’s wiki entry tells us that he was appointed Chief Inspector of Prisons, taking over from Bill Pearce, ‘previously the Chief Inspector of Probation for Inner London whose tenure as HMCIP was cut short by illness’. Bill Pearce is someone else who has been airbrushed out of history, but him being the Chief Inspector of Probation for Inner London at a time when the Probation Service across the UK was colluding with serious crime including the organised abuse of children and vulnerable adults suggests that the Prisons Inspectorate made an interesting choice when they appointed him. The Home Secretary at the time was Willie Whitelaw who was a faithful servant of Dafydd and the paedophiles for decades (see previous posts).

James Hennessey served a five-year term until 1987. After stepping down, Hennessy served on the Parole Board for England and Wales until 1991, joining the paedophiles’ friends sitting on the Parole Board, including the Top Docs who colluded with Dafydd, ie. Colin Berry, David Mawson and others.

Hennesey was a Trustee of the Butler Trust until 1998.The Butler Trust was named after Mr Conservative Party Rab Butler, who influenced criminal justice policy for decades after he retired from politics (see post ‘Rab Butler, High Table And The Founding Fathers’). The Butler Trust was set up in 1985 by Veronica Linklater, former prison governor Rev Peter Timms and David Astor, former editor of ‘The Observer’, to recognise and celebrate outstanding practice by those working with offenders, through an annual award scheme.

Veronica Linklater, Baroness Linklater of Butterstone is a Lib Dem peer. Her interests are in children’s welfare, education and special needs, and prison reform. Linklater is the daughter of Lieutenant-Colonel Archibald Michael Lyle and the Hon. Elizabeth Sinclair, younger daughter of the former Leader of the Liberal Party, 1935-45, Archibald Sinclair, 1st Viscount Thurso.

Veronica’s grandfather Sinclair was a friend of Churchill and served as Churchill’s Personal Military Secretary, 1919-21, when Churchill was Secretary of State for War and then moved with Churchill to the Colonial Office as his Private Secretary. In 1922 Sinclair entered the Commons and supported David Lloyd George. In 1931 the Liberal Party joined the National Gov’t of Ramsay MacDonald and Sinclair was appointed Secretary of State for Scotland. When Churchill formed an all-party Coalition Government in 1940, Sinclair entered the Cabinet as Secretary of State for Air and worked with the RAF in planning the Battle of Britain. He remained a Minister until May 1945 when the Coalition ended. Sinclair lost his seat in the 1945 General Election.

Archibald Sinclair’s grandson, Veronica’s cousin, John Archibald Sinclair, 3rd Viscount Thurso, is also a Lib Dem politician, as well as a Scottish businessman. He occupied his grandfather’s seat in the Commons, 2001-15. John Thurso had entered the Lords when he inherited his father’s title in 1995, but lost his seat in 1999 when the automatic right of hereditary peers to sit in the Lords when abolished. After losing his seat in the Commons, Thurso was back in the Lords in April 2016, after winning a by-election to a vacancy in the Lords following the death of Liberal Party grandee Lord Avebury aka Eric Lubbock, a faithful paedophiles’ friend (see post ‘He Knows Where The Bodies Are Buried’). John Thurso’s father Robin, the 2nd Viscount Thurso was also a Liberal Party politician and sat on the Scottish Liberal Party Executive.

The male Thursos all went to Eton and they’ll all have known about the excesses of Jeremy Thorpe.

Veronica didn’t go to Eton, being female, but she knew about Jeremy Thorpe. As well as Cyril Smith and no doubt all the others. Veronica was educated at Cranborne Chase School in Wiltshire, followed by the Universities of Sussex and London. In 1967 Veronica married the journalist Magnus Linklater. Magnus Linklater pompouses at length in the media and is on record as saying that ‘the social sciences and humanities are automatically inferior explanatory models’ to the sciences. Magnus Linklater was the editor of ‘The Sunday Times’ when in 1983 it made itself a laughing stock by publishing the forged Hitler Diaries. Linklater later blamed it all on Murdoch, claiming that of course he, Magnus, saw straight through the forgeries but Murdoch forced him to publish. Which sounds rather like an inferior explanatory model to me Magnus.

Magnus manages the Scottish estates of Veronica’s family – like Veronica’s male relatives, Magnus went to Eton and he was also Chairman of the Scottish Arts Council, 1996-01. Which neatly spanned the years of the Waterhouse Inquiry, it’s publication and the immediate aftermath when the outrage regarding the blatant cover-up was at its peak. I cannot think how being Chairman of the Scottish Arts Council could be linked to Waterhouse, but I bet it was because of a few of Veronica’s former jobs.

In 1967, Veronica became a Child Care Officer for the London Borough of Tower Hamlets and between 1970–85, she became governor to three Islington Schools. Tower Hamlets sent a lot of kids in care into the arms of John Allen and the paedophile gang in north Wales (see post ‘Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng And Tessa Jowell’). Many of them were then trafficked back to London and Brighton, where some of them made up the cohort of high profile young men who died of AIDS in the late 1980s (see posts ‘Apocalypse Now’ and ‘The Bodies Buried Beneath Canary Wharf’). The Islington Child Abuse Scandal was in full swing while Veronica was governor of those schools and she will have known about it.

 

Veronica’s good works knew no bounds. From 1971-77, Veronica co-founded the Visitors’ Centre at Pentonville Prison and her continuing interest in this field led to her involvement with the Prison Reform Trust, 1981-82.

Baroness Jean Trumpington served as a visitor at Pentonville Prison. Trumpers was the junior Health Minister who appointed Jimmy Savile to the task force which managed Broadmoor. Trumpers was also mates with Rab Butler, after his political career, in his capacity as Master of Trinity College, Cambridge. See post ’95 Glorious Years’.

Veronica is a Trustee of the Esmee Fairbairn Foundation.

Veronica bagged her peerage in Nov 1997. After Ronnie Waterhouse had spent a few months telling the former residents of the children’s homes in north Wales that they were a bunch of lying gits who were only after compensation.

 

The Rev Peter Timms, who established the Butler Trust with Veronica, is a Methodist Minister and the former Governor of Maidstone Prison and Young Offenders Institute Glen Parva. When he was Governor of Maidstone Prison, Peter Timms opened the first prison wing related to the treatment of sex offenders. Peter Timms would have known George Thomas, the former Speaker of the House, who was probably the most well-known Methodist in the UK for decades and who preached across the country. George Thomas was also a paedophile who serially assaulted underaged boys. See post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’.

Glen Parva is located in Leicestershire, the site of a long standing paedophile ring, which was concealed by politicians, Leicester University, Leicester City Council, the Leicestershire Police, local lawyers and courts, the areas schools and of course the NHS and social services (see previous posts). The Leicester gang had links to Dafydd et al in north Wales and concealed their crimes (see post ‘An Expert From England’)

In 1997, the Chief Inspector of Prisons walked out of an inspection at Glen Parva because conditions were so bad. After a subsequent inspection a year later, the report stated that there was ‘hope for the future’ for the prison but added that a lot of work still needed to be done and recommended that some staff should be moved because of their attitude towards inmates. In July 2002, four inmates from Glen Parva escaped whilst on a camping trip in the Peak District. In its annual report in 2003, the Board of Visitors revealed two serious cases of unrest at Glen Parva. On one occasion, 16 inmates barricaded themselves inside a building. The report blamed an unprecedented rise in the number of inmates at the prison and also the fact that some inmates were bored and unsettled, finding themselves hundreds of miles from home.

In Nov 2004, the Prison Reform Trust condemned Glen Parva for the high amount of time inmates spent in their cells and for the lack of time spent in ‘useful activity’ at the prison. Statistics for 2003-2004 showed that on average inmates spent just 17.3 hours a week in useful activity, and an average of just another seven hours a week out of their cells.

In Feb 2010 the Prisons Independent Monitoring Board (IMB) described conditions at Glen Parva as ‘deplorable’. Their report said ‘water from the prison’s poorly-maintained toilet plumbing system leaked out of the pipes and seeped through the walls,’ causing ‘a horrible smell that fills the corridors and cells on regular occasions’ and that the prison ‘operates within the confines of a sprawling campus of largely shabby buildings which continue to degrade over time, despite the best efforts of the management and staff.’ The Board also warned that the policy of transferring prisoners into Glen Parva from other regions ‘has recently introduced an increasing level of gang rivalry, thereby adding yet another dimension to an already toxic melting pot’.

In Aug 2016, ambulance personnel called to the prison criticised staff for their lack of urgency when faced with a life threatening medical emergency. The Healthcare Centre at Glen Parva has 14 inpatient beds with 24-hour nursing cover. Many health services at the prison are provided by Leicestershire Primary Care Trust. Whose staff have concealed organised abuse and a dangerous mental health service for years.

Towards the end of 2016 it was announced that HMP Glen Parva would close and be replaced with a newly built category C adult prison. It will be completely demolished and redeveloped with a new built prison on the site.

The Rev Peter Timms is or was Chair of the Loudon Trust. The other members of the Loudon Trust are virtually entirely Top Docs working in secure mental health units specialising in ‘treatment’ for sex offenders. Every one of the institutions in which this lot are employed has colluded with organised abuse and the associated crime.

 

Veronica’s and Peter Timms’s mate David Astor built up a reputation as an impeccably liberal editor with integrity and a concern for radical causes. David Astor forgot any such concerns when he was called upon to help handle the family crisis which was the fall out from the Profumo Affair (see post ‘In Memoriam – Bronwen, Lady Astor’).

 

The Chief Inspector of Prisons 1987-95 was judge Sir Stephen Tumim. Tumim was appointed by Dafydd’s mate Douglas Hurd and although Tumim made many outraged noises about the disgusting conditions in England and Wales’s prisons, not a great deal changed. The Risley Remand Centre riots happened on Tumim’s watch and although Tumim was not shy in describing the conditions in Risley as terrible and Michael Mansfield represented some of the rioters, no-one mentioned that the ‘hospital wing’ was full of people from children’s homes in north Wales and mental health patients, who had not been found guilty of any offence (see posts ‘Workers’Play Time’ and ‘Include Me Out’). Risley went off like a bomb in 1989, which was shortly after people in Somerset who knew what was happening to me in north Wales began to find themselves rubbing shoulders with the renegade relatives of leading Tories and their friends and in receipt of a great deal of money themselves (see post ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’).

 

Tumim was the son of a barrister and was educated at St Edward’s School, Oxford and Worcester College, Oxford. In 1978 Tumim became a County Court Circuit Judge. Tumim’s contract was not renewed by Home Secretary Michael Howard in 1995 and David Ramsbotham was appointed.

Tumim was knighted soon afterwards, just before the Waterhouse Inquiry. He served on many charitable trusts and was close to numerous paedophiles’ friends who involved themselves in supposedly worthy causes, including some of those directly associated with the cover-up which was Waterhouse (see post ‘The Waterhouse  Tribunal – Who Was Involved And What Happened To Them Subsequently?’).

Tumim was the founding President of UNLOCK, the National Association of Ex-Offenders. Between 1996-98 he was Principal of St Edmund Hall, Oxford, leaving amidst some controversy (he was popular with students, less so with academic colleagues). He was High Steward for Wallingford, 1995-01. Tumim was on the committee and a buyer for the Contemporary Art Society. He was President of the Royal Literary Fund, 1990-03.

  • Dame Anne Elizabeth Owers succeeded David Ramsbotham as Chief Inspector of Prisons and was in post, 2001-10. Blair’s Gov’t was so pleased with Anne Owers that her appointment was renewed in June 2006 and again in March 2008. Anne Owers had also pursued a career which involved keeping quiet about state abuses, which will have been why Home Secretary David Blunkett appointed her. When Home Secretary, Blunkett gave a Citizen’s Award to a woman who lived in a village near Caernarfon who intimidated neighbours with mental health problems, who spoke out in the local press about the problem of mentally ill black criminals and who was related to someone who raped a girl under 7 yrs old, but the rest of the village were intimidated into keeping quiet about that.
  • Owers was educated at  Washington Grammar School, Co Durham and studied history at Girton College, Cambridge. On graduating Owers went to Zambia to teach. Owers took time out to raise a family and also undertook ‘research and voluntary advice and race relations work’. She joined the Joint Council for the Welfare of Immigrants in 1981 as a research and development officer and was appointed its General Secretary in 1985. In June 2008, Owers was appointed Chairman of Christian Aid, succeeding John Gladwin. In 2010 Owers was appointed Chairman of Clinks, a charidee supporting the work of the voluntary and community sector working with offenders and their families and also Chaired a review of prisons in N Ireland, 2010-11. In March 2012 Owers was appointed Chair of the Independent Police Complaints Commission. Prior to this, she was Director of JUSTICE.
  • Owers was appointed as the first National Chair of the Independent Monitoring Boards by in Oct 2017 by Justice Secretary David Lidington. Lidington’s name, in his capacity as a junior official in the Home Office, appeared on Home Office documentation in relation to Lord Peter Taylor’s 1989 interim Report into Hillsborough, a Report which it seems was drafted before the Home Office stated that it was completed and which was not actually signed by Lord Taylor. Douglas Hurd was Home Secretary at the time. When porkies were being told by the Home Office about Peter Taylor’s Report, the Home Office were colluding with the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophile gang (see post ‘Additional Security Measures’).

Owers was also a non-executive Director of the Criminal Cases Review Commission and a member of the advisory group to the Lammy Review of race and criminal justice. Like James Hennessy, Owers  is a Trustee of the Butler Trust.

In 2012 Anne Owers won the Perrie Award. The Perrie Award has been presented annually since 1995 by the Perrie Lectures Committee to the person who has done most to promote an understanding of the work of the Prison Service in England and Wales and pushed forward the development of penal policy. The award and the associated lectures aim to improve the care of offenders and advance penal policy. The organising committee is made up of members from within the penal service (National Offender Management Service, NOMS) and from academia, charities and other fields.

Six years after Dame Anne won the Perrie Award, there has been a stream of scandals emanating from prisons in England and Wales. Prisoners are either out of their heads on spice or are injuring and killing themselves and in recent months it has been admitted that there is a substantial problem with the standard of ‘training’ of prison officers. Conditions at Liverpool Prison were damned as being the worst that the prison has experienced for decades only a few weeks ago and builders contracted by Liverpool Prison were dismissed after they raised Health and Safety concerns. The perennial problem of the prisons being full of people with mental health problems or addictions rather than villains continues.

The outcomes of the NOMS itself remain depressingly poor.

The Perrie award was named in honour of Bill Perrie (1918-1997), regarded as one of the leading prison governors of his time. Because conditions in prisons were just so great when Bill was busy being a leading governor weren’t they. Previous lucky winners of the Perrie Award include Stephen Tumim and David Ramsbotham. Why does that not surprise me? Other winners include Tony Pearson (former Deputy Director, Prison Service); John Staples (former prison governor); Lord Chief Justice Woolf; Colin Allen (Deputy Chief Inspector of Prisons, 1995-02); Sir Martin Narey, former DG of Prison Service for England and Wales and a good friend of the paedophiles (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part V’); Alison Liebling of Cambridge University, who is one member of the network of criminologists who have kept silent about some real horrors discussed in my post ‘Rab Butler, High Table And The Founding Fathers’.

As Young Mr Grace used to say on ‘Are You Being Served’ ‘You’re all doing very well!’

 

Former Christian Aid Chairman John Gladwin was Bishop of Guildford, 1994-04, then of Chelmsford from 2004 until he retired in 2009, whereupon he became Chairman of CAB. John Gladwin would have known about the sex abuse scandals in the Church which have now become very public.

Lucille Hughes has been involved with the senior management of the CAB in Wales for quite some time and has attracted more paedophiles’ friends into the organisation. Ronnie Waterhouse was involved with the establishment of the CAB in the Royal Courts of Justice at The Strand, a CAB which was entirely controlled by a number of people who also doubled up as paedophiles’ friends. When the gang in north Wales took me to the Royal Courts of Justice in 1991 in an attempt to have me imprisoned, I didn’t notice the CAB of which Ronnie boasted and no-one alerted me to its presence either.

Someone who has been involved with Christian Aid in Wales for many years – I think that she was Director of Christian Aid in Wales at one point – was Branwen Niclas. Branwen caused quite a stir when I lived near Bethesda as a result of her Welsh language activism; she had a long involvement with the Welsh Language Society. She very effectively trashed some sort of Gov’t office at Colwyn Bay – I can’t remember which one exactly – for which she was imprisoned. I think that Branwen was at one point the girlfriend of Hywel Williams, the former psychiatric social worker who is now the Plaid MP for Arfon.

Branwen’s family home ie. that of her parents, was near Tal-y-bont, down the bottom of the hill from the village where I lived. I was friendly with some people who knew her father, mathematician and teacher James Nicholas. James Nicholas died in 2013 and Meic Stephens wrote his obituary for the Indie.

James Nicholas, served as Archdruid for the Gorsedd of the Bards, 1981-84 and had won the Chair at the National Eisteddfod of 1969. He ‘lent his support to the law-breaking campaigns of the Welsh Language Society and, further afield, the horrors of apartheid and the plight of the Third World were always prominent on his agenda’.

James Nicholas was influenced by the pacifist poet Waldo Williams (1904-71), with whom he had a close personal friendship. He wrote about Waldo’s mysticism and attraction in later life to Quakerism, delivered a moving funeral address, edited a volume of memorial essays and gave lectures on Williams.

James Nicholas was born in St David’s in Pembrokeshire in 1928. Because as a school boy he spent two years in a sanatorium, he was 20 before he left St David’s Grammar School for the University College of Wales, Aberystwyth, where he took a degree in mathematics. His first teaching post was at Bala.

Nicholas then moved to Dyfed, being appointed Head of Mathematics at Pembroke in 1959 and Headmaster of Ysgol y Preseli at Crymych in 1963.

As well as Branwen, the Nicholas’s had another daughter, Saran, who is a Top Doctor, a haematologist with Hywel Dda University Health Board.

James Nicholas was a staunch member of the Welsh Baptist Union, which he served as President. During his time as Headmaster at Crymych he was awarded a fellowship in the Philosophy Department at the University College, Swansea. From 1975 until his retirement in 1988, Nicholas was a member of HM Inspectorate of Schools and based in Gwynedd.

Meic Stephens tells us that Nicholas ‘proved a pillar of common sense and the utmost integrity while acting as Recorder’ at the National Eisteddfod.

 James Nicholas knew about Dafydd and the paedophiles, of that there is no doubt. He lived his entire life surrounded by them. I do not interpret that as meaning that James was of them or even liked what they were doing, he could well have been horrified yet helpless, but he knew what was happening.
There were trafficking gangs in west Wales and in north Wales, which were linked. Swansea University hosted Dafydd’s mate Saunders Lewis and the succeeding generation who ran that institution were the family of Rhodri Morgan (see posts ‘A Bit More Paleontology’ and ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’). Numerous paedophiles’ friends were enthusiastic about the National Eisteddfod, as was Dafydd. Dafydd addressed the Welsh Baptists Union in 1971 (see post ‘A Serious Moral Collapse’). Owain Gethin Evans was the Assistant Director of Gwynedd Social Services in the 1980s when the gang were busy in the children’s homes in Gwynedd and was a leading light in the Quakers in Gwynedd. Gethin was Lucille Hughes’s henchman and was involved in smearing and excluding Alison Taylor after she blew the whistle on the abuse of children. Dr Paul Nickson, a GP in Bethesda, was another Quaker who colluded with the abuse of children and mental health patients (see post ‘Pets Win Prizes’).
When James Nicholas was employed as a Schools Inspector in Gwynedd, numerous staff in Gwynedd schools and in Gwynedd County Council’s Education Authority were colluding with the abuse of children (see posts ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’ and ‘Dulce et Decorum est’).
Branwen will have known something about Dafydd and the gang as well. The Welsh Language Society contained mates of Dafydd – although by no means all members of the Welsh Language Society had time for him – and Meri Huws occupied a leading role in the Welsh Language Society when Branwen was actively campaigning with them. Meri Huws worked as a community social worker with Gwynedd Social Services on the Maesgeirchan estate in Bangor when the kids from Ty’r Felin children’s homes on that estate were being trafficked for sex locally and to Dolphin Square. Branwen may well be one of those who detested Meri – a great many people involved in language activism don’t have a good word to say for Meri and I have never seen any accounts of Branwen and her fellow activist Angharad Tomos being involved in anything with the dreadful Meri – but Branwen will have known what Meri’s time as a social worker involved.
I note that Branwen’s twitter account describes her as a mother of four who lives in Menai Bridge. Branwen’s tweets contain references to all sorts of activism past and present and there are the obligatory tweets pledging undying support for the NHS. Therein lies the clue. Branwen, her Top Doc sister, her dad and everyone else in their network will know that the Top Doctors were integral to the operation of that trafficking gang and are now integral to ensuring that everyone keeps quiet about them. Squealers find themselves denied all NHS care, no matter how many denials of this are made. It happens and everyone knows it. Branwen has four children, I can completely understand why she is not going to risk it.
Well dim problem Branwen, they killed one of my closest friends years ago and they’ve denied me treatment for every one of the three serious conditions that I’ve had. I was left to die and this was made quite clear. A letter from an NHS manager admitting that I was being denied treatment was destroyed by a GP because of the legal bomb which it constituted (see post ‘Rab Butler, High Table And The Founding Fathers’). So I’m happy to write this blog, name everybody involved and detail their crimes and furthermore I’m providing this service free of charge.
Branwen’s father lived just down the road from the corrupt judge Huw Daniel, who spent a lifetime assisting the paedophiles’ friends. Huw’s dad J.E. Daniel was a tutor at the Bala Theological College. J.E. Daniel was an Inspector of Schools in the generation before James Nicholas. J.E. Daniel was also a friend of Saunders Lewis who was a mate of Dafydd’s! Up the hill from Branwen’s dad’s house was the village of Llanllechid, where Ioan Bowen Rees, the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council lived (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’).
James Nicholas, Ioan Bowen Rees and Huw Daniel all occupied a Plas. The rest of us slummed it in the quarrymen’s cottages.

 

Nick Hardwick was Chief Inspector of Prisons, 2010-16. Nick is someone who built his whole career on his knowledge of the crimes of the paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘Yet More Inglorious Bastards’) and was succeeded by Peter Clarke.

When Peter Clarke was appointed, Mark Leech, editor of ‘The Prisons Handbook’, published a highly insulting ‘open letter’ to Peter Clarke, giving Peter Clarke a bollocking for not being Nick Hardwick. Mark Leech seemed very cross that Clarke was not an insider with a track record of keeping quiet about Gov’t failure and wrongdoing, but instead has had a career as a police office. Mr Leech reminded Mr Clarke of the great work of those giants Stephen Tumim and David Ramsbotham…

Peter Clarke was personally invited to apply for the position of Chief Inspector of Prisons by Michael Gove when Gove was Justice Secretary. Gove did insane things when he was Education Secretary, but he was suddenly overcome by a great deal of sense when he became Justice Secretary and Lord Chancellor. He identified which parties were responsible for the nation’s lethal, sclerotic, corrupt Prison Service and Gove did try to effect change. So that must have been why he was removed by Theresa after only one year in the post and was replaced by the drip Liz Truss and then by the former minion in Hurd’s rotten to the core Home Office, David Lidington.

 

I mentioned the Prison Reform Trust (PRT) earlier in this post. The PRT is yet another organisation which has made zero impact since its foundation in 1981 by a ‘small group of prison reform campaigners who were unhappy with the direction in which the Howard League for Penal Reform was heading, concentrating more on community punishments than on traditional prison reform issues’. PRT offers advice and information to prisoners, their families, prison and probation staff, the legal profession, students, academics and interested members of the public. PRT organise an annual lecture, which in 2005 was delivered by Charles Clarke, the Home Secretary. That’ll be the Charles Clarke who was responsible for the Windbag’s office throughout those years when the Windbag desperately wanted to become PM and his only strategy for this was to conceal the mountain of crap in north Wales and beg the staff of the NHS to vote Labour (see post ‘I Warn You…’). The Windbag knew Dafydd’s colleague Tony Francis when they were students in Cardiff. I wonder if Charles Clarke ever bumped into Tony Francis, Dafydd and co were busy making friends all over the place after Brown and I began to uncover the enormity of their crimes.

The Windbag and his wife listening to Ed’s 2013 Party Conference speech:

Neil Kinnock Ed Miliband Gives Keynote Speech at Party Conference

 

The Prison Reform Trust carries out research on all aspects of prison. Recent studies include: prisoners’ views on prison education, the mental health needs of women prisoners, older prisoners, prisoner councils, foreign national prisoners, prisoner votes and a report into how sentences make the decision to imprison offenders.

Founding members included Sir Monty Finniston and dear old Veronica Linklater, who is obviously determined to help those who have gone off the rails.

Monty Finniston was metallurgist who was a graduate of and then a lecturer at the Glasgow University. He spent WWII in the Royal Naval Scientific Service, seconded to the Chalk River Laboratories in Canada, working on the application of nuclear power to submarines.  After the war Finniston was appointed Chief Metallurgist at the Atomic Energy Authority, Harwell, 1948-58.

Finniston initiated and oversaw a wide-ranging research programme into the many metallurgical problems associated with nuclear reactor design. In 1958 Finniston moved to north-east England to become Director of the Nuclear Research Centre newly founded by the Newcastle engineering firm C.A. Parsons. He was Vice-President of the Royal Society, 1971-2 and became Chairman of British Steel Corporation in 1973.

In response to complaints from industry about a shortage of qualified engineers, in 1977 Callaghan’s Gov’t invited Finniston to set up a Committee of Enquiry into British Engineering. In 1979 the Finniston Report was published, which addressed the concerns that engineering was of relatively low status in the UK.

Sir Monty Finniston was Chancellor of Stirling University, 1979-88. He was President of the Association for Project Management, 1984-91. 

There is nothing in Finniston’s biography that indicates why he would be interested in Chairing an organisation dedicated to prison reform. However, as someone who worked in the nuclear industry at Harwell during the 1950s, Finniston would know about Macmillan’s cover-up which followed the Windscale accident, which occurred just after Dafydd had left his job at Windscale to study medicine at Liverpool University. Like Dafydd, Finniston will have known about the corrupt practices of Ernest Marples, one of the Ministers involved and his use of prostitutes. See post ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’ for details.

It was in 1980 that Mary Wynch finally escaped the clutches of Dafydd and the gang after being unlawfully arrested, imprisoned and then banged up in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh for a year. Like Alison Taylor and I, Mary was not easily intimidated and in 1980 Dafydd et al will have realised that there was trouble coming their way. So I wonder if someone somewhere thought that a new organisation concerning itself with locking people up, rather than as the Howard League were more interested in, community sentences, might be required in the wake of Mary’s dissent? Whatever would have happened if Mary’s case was used by campaigners to highlight the abuses of the Prison Service?  Monty Finniston might have been willing to help.

Monty was an accommodating man after all. He was a leading light in the nuclear industry which was beset by problems with the potential to cause maximum embarrassment to Gov’ts and he helped out old Callaghan by setting up the Committee of Inquiry as requested. Monty also did Gov’t a few favours when he was Chancellor of Stirling University. Stirling students were fairly politically active and there was a huge row as well as student protests when the journalist Alastair Hetherington was appointed to a Research Chair in 1982 (see post ‘Life In Cold Blood’). Hetherington had no academic background, but he was the sort of appointment that Thatch’s Gov’t were trying to encourage universities to make, that of people with links to Gov’t and industry who excelled at toadying to Important People.

Monty was Chancellor when Jack McConnell, who later became FM of Scotland, was a student at Stirling and then led the Students’ Union there.

 

Stephen Shaw was Director of PRT from 1981-99 and then became the Prisons and Probation Ombudsman for England and Wales, 1999-10. In 2001 Shaw’s remit was extended to taking complaints about National Probation Service and in 2006 was extended again to taking complaints regarding those detained in immigration centres. A whole series of disasters and scandals occurred when Stephen Shaw was Director of the PRT and nothing improved in any of the areas for which he had responsibility.

 

Sir Monty Finniston was succeeded as Chair of the PRT by the former Cabinet Minister, Edmund Dell, the MP for Birkenhead, 1964-79. Dell began life in the Commons as a Labour MP but in 1981 he joined Dr Death in the SDP. In 1988, Dell became a Lib Dem.

Birkenhead was part of the Liverpool branch of Dafydd’s empire (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’). The lefties of Liverpool were fully complicit with Dafydd’s crimes, but then so were Dr Death and his Top Doctor mates. Dr Death’s former colleagues at St Thomas’s were mates of Dafydd’s, they weren’t simply keeping quiet because it was politically expedient to do so like Eric Heffer and co.

Edmund Dell was born in London and served in the Royal Artillary in WWII. He was educated at Dame Alice Owen’s School and Queen’s College, Oxford, where he was a member of the Communist Party, as his future ministerial colleague Denis Healey had been before the war.

Dell began work for ICI in Manchester as an overseas sales manager, specialising in Latin American trade and eventually rose to Vice President of the Plastics Division. In 1953 he was elected to Manchester City Council and served for seven years. Dafydd’s mate Professor Kenneth Rawnsley and his network dominated the psychiatric services in Manchester in the late 1950s/first half of the 60s, before Rawnsley relocated to Cardiff and continued to collude with the wrongdoing of the north Wales gang from there (see post ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy’).

Dell stood unsuccessfully for Parliament in 1955. He was dissuaded from standing for Parliament in 1959 by ICI on the grounds that it would make promotion to the highest ranks of the company difficult. However, he eventually gave in to the temptation of Parliament and was elected for Birkenhead in 1964. He served as Parliamentary Private Secretary to Jack Diamond, then Parliamentary Secretary for Technology under Tony Benn in 1966 and as a junior Minister under Peter Shore in 1967.

Tony Benn knew about the Westminster Paedophile Ring and the role that Dafydd et al in north Wales were playing in it. I wrote to Tony Benn some years before he died about the abuse of mental health patients in north Wales and he simply wrote back saying ‘sorry mental health is not my areas’. I wrote to him because I had been told that he was interested in disability issues. Tony Benn was rather more interested in Top Doctors. He had very good links with St Thomas’s Hospital and both he and his wife were treated there.

‘Please don’t kill me Top Docs, just take revenge on the service users. I’m useful to you! I can campaign to prevent your failing dangerous units being closed down, I can vote for you to have an even bigger salary and never face charges of corporate manslaughter, you know us in Parliament, we’re so craven that we just do exactly as you order us to…’

I really am mystified as to how politicians on the left such as Tony Benn get away with their deep and meaningful friendships with them all at Tommy’s. Tommy’s has a well-established reputation as being the most elite of the London hospitals, it’s the place where one finds medical students who are actually titled members of the aristocracy but who just fancy dabbling in medicine for a bit. Furthermore it tends to be the Tommy’s consultants who are raking it in at Harley Street.

Peter Shore was someone else who knew about Dafydd et al. Shore was an East End Labour MP and children from his constituency were being packed off to children’s homes in north Wales. They then returned to Shore’s area as teenaged sex workers who were infected with HIV. There were so many of them dying that in the late 1980s, that Shore helped convert the old Mildmay Mission Hospital into a specialist unit for terminally ill AIDS patients (see post ‘Apocalypse Now’).

In 1968 Edmund Dell was promoted to Minister of State for Trade and then moved to Employment. When Harold Wilson returned to No 10 in 1974, Dell became Paymaster General and then Secretary of State for Trade and President of the Board of Trade, 1976-78 under Callaghan.

So Dell would have been a colleague of George Thomas the child molester and Leo Abse, Thomas’s mate who constantly got Thomas out of trouble, often breaking the law to do so (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’). Abse himself was investigated for historical child sex offences. Dell would also have known Greville Janner, Jeremy Thorpe, Cyril Smith and the rest of them…

Dell served as a trustee of both the SDP and the Lib Dems and served as one of the SDP’s three representatives during emergency negotiations with the Liberals in Jan 1988 when it appeared the two parties’ merger might fall through after the failed launch by David Steel and Bob Maclennan of the joint manifesto, ‘Voices and Choices’. So Dell was obviously a trusted pair of safe hands.

After Parliament, Dell had a career in business as Chairman of Guinness Peat, founding Chairman of Channel 4 and as a Director of Shell Trading. In 1991-2 he was President of the London Chamber of Commerce and Industry. Channel 4 was packed with paedophiles’ friends pretending to be daring, but none of whom dared whisper anything about organised abuse, yet alone by politicians (see post ‘What’s Left? The Politics Of Social Justice’).

 

The Chair of the PRT who succeeded Edmund Dell was broadcaster and journalist Jon Snow. Douglas Hurd succeeded Jon Snow as PRT’s fourth Chair in Nov 1997. So Douglas of the corrupt Home Office and Douglas of the Kincora Boys’ Home cover-up when Douglas was N Ireland Secretary was installed as Chair of the PRT just as Ronnie Waterhouse finished taking evidence from the victims of Dafydd and the gang, who were told by Waterhouse and most of the world’s media that they were criminals who could not be believed. Of course they were criminals, the first thing that Dafydd and the gang did in response to any complaints about them was to fit the complainant up for a criminal offence and then tell everyone that they couldn’t be believed because they were criminals. Thank goodness Douglas was in post at the PRT to keep an eye on things.

Douglas was succeeded as Chair in Sept 2001 by Lord Robert Fellowes. Fellowes went to Eton as all the best penal reformers do and then worked as a banker for many years. In 1977 Fellowes was recruited to join the Royal Household as Assistant Private Secretary. He spent the next 20 years in the Lilibet’s Private Secretary’s Office, becoming Deputy Private Secretary to Lilibet in 1986 and Private Secretary in 1990, where he remained until 1999. Robert Fellowes would have been well-acquainted with Dame Mary Morrison, Lady Susan Hussey and Carlo then. As well as Backstairs Billy.

Robert Fellowes was the brother-in-law of Diana, Princess of Wales and is the first cousin of Ronald Ferguson, father of Sarah, Duchess of York. Major Ron entertained the nation when media reports appeared in 1988 featuring Major Ron’s visits to the Wigmore Club. The Wigmore Club was a health club and massage parlour in London staffed by girls who, dressed in starched white ‘medical’ gowns, allegedly offered à la carte sexual services to members.

Dafydd: Could you have got me a job there by any chance? That could have been a high risk strategy, unlike those whom you usually trafficked, I am someone who would have known who Major Ron was.

I heard something even better than that about Major Ron years after the Wigmore Club revelations. I used to work with someone who had spent their youth in the posh bits of London hanging out with posh people but not the sort of posh people who toadied to the Royal Family. This person used to watch the polo matches and was part of the crowd of young people who’s role it was to go onto the field and stamp the turf back down half-way through the match. I was told that Major Ron’s predilection for underaged girls was so well-known that my friend and her mates all sported home made badges saying ‘Major Ron’s Kiddie Sex Club’ to one of the polo matches just to see if anyone challenged them. Not one person dared mention it. Major Ron’s first wife Susan died in a car crash in Argentina in Sept 1998. After the horrific details of the lives of the kids in care in north Wales had been heard at the Waterhouse Inquiry, but before Ronnie published his Report reassuring the world that a paedophile ring had existed in north Wales, but it only involved a few Welsh sheep-shaggers who at most worked as teachers or social workers.

Major Ron was polo manager, initially to Phil the Greek and later, for many years, to Carlo. Major Ron had to resign as Carlo’s polo manager, as well as from his position with the Guards Polo Club after the business at the Wigmore Club. Which seems ridiculous considering that Peter Morrison’s associates were killing witnesses in north Wales.

In 1999 Robert Fellowes left his job at Sodom and Gomorrah in The Mall, bagged a peerage and returned to banking. He became Vice-Chairman, and then Chairman, of Barclays Private Banking. Fellowes is also a Company Director and a Trustee of the Rhodes Trust, the Mandela Rhodes Foundation and the Winston Churchill Memorial Trust. He is also Vice-Chairman of the Commonwealth Institute. Fellowes was Chairman of The Voices Foundation, 2004-12.

Who better to Chair the Prison Reform Trust? Here’s the great radical himself:

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Robert Fellowes is a distant relation of Julian Fellowes, but I don’t expect Robert Fellowes admits that to anyone, although Julian Fellowes will tell as many people as possible.

 

The inquest on Diana Princess of Wales and Dodi was carried out by Thomas Scott Baker. Thomas Scott Baker was a curious choice of coroner because Diana and Dodi’s inquests were the first that he’d ever performed. In 1995, Thomas Scott Baker was the judge who jailed Susan Brooke, a woman from north Wales, for abducting a baby from Ysbyty Glan Clwyd after receiving an ‘assessment’ on her from Dafydd et al after she’d been detained in Bryn Golau Ward in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. There are so many features of Susan Brooke’s case that are so worrying that I have previously blogged quite extensively about it, ‘So Who’s Path Had Susan Brooke Crossed?’, ‘More On The Susan Brooke Case’ and ‘Update On Cases Of Susan Brooke and Sara Thornton’.

A mate of Dafydd’s with no previous experience performing inquests on Royals who’ve died amidst allegations of foul play might be all in a day’s work for Lord Fellowes, but I find it rather worrying.

 

The Prison Reform Trust’s nemesis, the Howard League for Penal Reform, was founded 1886 and focuses on penal reform in England and Wales. It receives funding from the Legal Services Commission and holds Legal Aid contracts in order to represent and assist young people in custody. There does not seem to be quite so many flaky people involved with the Howard League for Penal Reform as there are with the PRT, but there are a few who are worth a mention.

The Chief Executive is Frances Crook, who joined as Director in 1986. Frances Crook graduated in history from Liverpool University, subsequently qualified as a teacher and worked in secondary schools in Liverpool and London until 1980. She won’t have been able to avoid knowing about some kids being neglected or abused then.

Crook was the campaigns co-coordinator at the British Section of Amnesty International, 1980-85, and served as a Labour Councillor for East Finchley in the London Borough of Barnet, 1982-90.

Crook has been a school governor and Chaired various local community organisations. She was a Governor of the University of Greenwich for 6 years and Chaired the Staff and General Committee, retiring in 2002. Crook served on the Board of the School Food Trust, 2005-08, the non-departmental public body charged with overseeing the implementation of national standards for school food to every school in England and Wales.

In 2009 Crook was appointed an NHS non-executive Director of Barnet Primary Care Trust and in 2010 she was appointed a Senior Visiting Fellow at the LSE.

Lord Alex Carlile QC, was appointed President of the Howard League for Penal Reform in 2006.

Alex Carlile is a barrister who grew up in Ruabon near Wrexham and in Lancashire. At one point he practised from Chambers in Chester when Chester was a hub of corruption among lawyers. Carlile was the Liberal MP who later held paedophiles’ friend Emlyn Hooson’s old seat, Montgomeryshire, 1983-97. Hooson was a big friend of Ronnie Waterhouse. In 1995 Alex Carlile was the last person to dare ask questions in Parliament regarding Mary Wynch’s case. Carlile was given a brief written answer informing him that Mary had been finally shafted by the Home Office the year previously, that no-one was admitting to anything and if Carlile knew what was good for him he’d say no more about it. He didn’t and he picked up his peerage in 1999 (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’). Carlile’s domestic life hit the press in Jan 2007 after he left his wife and began a relationship with a much younger barrister, Alison Levitt, leaving his wife distraught. Alison Levitt is Head of Business Crime at the London law firm Mishcon de Reya. Perhaps Dafydd and Robert Bluglass will be seeking her services soon.

Carlile was Chair of the 2006 Inquiry into physical restraint, solitary confinement and forcible strip searching of children in prisons, secure training centres and local council secure children’s homes. On 11 May and 6 June 2011, Lord Carlile held a follow-on Public Inquiry in the House of Lords. He put together an expert panel to advise and to give evidence to the Inquiry. This expert panel who gave both written and oral evidence consisted of Nick Hardwick (Her Majesty’s Chief Inspector of Prisons), Paul Cook (G4S children’s services), Eric Baskind (British Self Defence Governing Body, Liverpool John Moores University), Malcolm Stevens (JusticeCare Solutions), Laura Janes (Howard League for Penal Reform), John Drew (Youth Justice Board for England and Wales), Sue Berelowitz (Office of the Children’s Commissioner) and Carolyne Willow (CRAE).

With the experts that Alex drew together, is it surprising that nothing has changed?

Alex was highly effective at one thing however. He defended Paul Burrell, Diana’s butler, against charges that Burrell had nicked a load of Diana’s frocks, as well as a few other goodies. Things looked bad for Burrell, until someone somewhere found good cause to put Lilibet in the witness box if the trial went ahead, whereby Lilibet immediately realised that she had forgotten that Burrell had been given all the goodies, no question about it. If only Alex could have got such a result for Mary Wynch!

The legal firm whom Diana used to represent her in her divorce was Mishcon de Reya, who employ Alex’s wife Alison Levitt.

Alex was educated at Epsom College and King’s College London. He was called to the Bar by Gray’s Inn in 1970 and Alex is now a bencher at Gray’s Inn. Alex knew Sir William Mars-Jones, who concealed Dafydd’s crimes for years.

 

 

Now I’ve named more big wigs who oversee the activities of the paedophiles’ friends, I’ll finish off this post by identifying a few others who were witnesses to the wrongdoing themselves.

Firstly, Dr Vicky De Hoxa. I don’t know where Vicky is now, but until about 10 years ago she, her husband Robert and their friends ran a Christian healing centre at Bala. Vicky and her husband Robert were both Top Doctors, as was their business partner, I think he was called Peter. There was quite a demand for the services of Vicky and her colleagues, because a lot of people in Gwynedd simply could not get NHS treatment. Vicky heard some real horror stories and I gave her a blow by blow account of what was happening to me. Vicky did not accuse me of lying but she did become obviously very frightened by what she was hearing. She told me that after speaking to me and others, she could only conclude that there was ‘something evil’ at the Hergest Unit. There was, it was the staff. Vicky told me frankly that there were mental health units which were as dangerous as the Hergest Unit and the Gov’t would not close them down because under the provisions of the Mental Health Act, there has to be ‘hospital places’ for sectioned patients. Vicky also admitted that when units become as troubled as the Hergest Unit, good doctors simply won’t work there. Vicky and Robert’s own daughter was a Top Doctor in Leicester.

Vicky and her friends suddenly left north Wales some years ago, not long after they arrived. They didn’t give anyone much warning and a lot of patients were quite bereft. Vicky and her colleagues had invested much money into the Centre and it doubled up as a hotel. They had moved to Bala with the intention of beginning a long term project. There was a rumour going around that Vicky et al had sold the building because the business partners had fallen out with each other. I’d be very surprised if that was true, I saw no signs of friction among them, they took their Christianity seriously and I think they had all known each other for years. I think it very much more likely that Vicky and her friends fled, because they found something evil. The remains of the Westminster Paedophile Ring. I wouldn’t be entirely surprised if they had been threatened. There were witnesses talking to Vicky, including me.

Another person who knows a great deal about the abuse of patients and crime in Ysbyty Gwynedd is Romy Lawson, who used to work at Bangor University. I used to share an office with Romy and I knew that one of her closest friends was a nurse who worked in the A&E Dept at Ysbyty Gwynedd. Romy and her friend, Clare, knew what was happening to me and to other patients. Romy was always very careful what she said in front of me, but one day I was burrowing about in some cupboards and Romy and her friends did not realise that I was there. They were having an intense discussion about the neglect and abuse of mental health patients at the Hergest Unit and how Clare and the other staff in the A&E would call out the mental health staff when suicidal patients turned up in A&E, only to be told by the Hergest staff that they would not treat them. Romy was also discussing how the police were begging the Top Docs to treat suicidal patients, but Top Docs were snapping ‘we will not treat them’. The discussion moved on to how many Hergest patients were killing themselves after being refused treatment. I felt uncomfortable eavesdropping, so I showed myself and said yes, that is what is happening, they are unlawfully refusing to treat anyone who has complained. The room went silent and the conversation was changed to another subject.

I know why. It was because people were dying and Clare and her colleagues were implicated because no-one would blow the whistle. Romy doesn’t work at Bangor any longer. When Brown and me began publishing with regard to what was happening in the mental health services Romy emigrated. Just before Operation Pallial re-opened the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. Romy is now Professor Romy Lawson, Deputy Vice-Chancellor at Murdoch University in Perth, Australia.

If anyone visits Perth and bumps into Romy, how about asking her and her old pal Clare to make a statement about those patients whom they knew were being left to die? Romy might know a lot more as well. For years she worked as a warden in the halls of residence and told me how often she’d had to look after suicidal students because there was no functioning mental health service in Bangor. Romy commented that all she could do was ‘mop up the blood’ while she waited for the student’s parents to come and take them home.

Just one more thought re Romy. She wasn’t Welsh, she was from Manchester. She had grown up with a famous next door neighbour – the Chief Constable of Greater Manchester, the notorious James Anderton (see post ‘Rab Butler, High Table and The Founding Fathers’). Anderton was infamous for having an obsession with gays and prostitutes while his police force had been taken over by serious organised crime. Before Anderton retired, worrying stories appeared about him in the media suggesting that he was, er, mad. Anderton’s supporters robustly denied them, maintaining that these were smears from Anderton’s foes. So I asked Romy what he was like, as she had lived next door to him for years. She rolled around laughing and said ‘he was completely mad’. I asked if she meant that he was extreme in his anti-gay views. She replied that no, he’s mad, everyone knew it, we all kept away from him and he had his whole garden rigged out with special lights to catch evil spirits.

I could understand why Romy as a teenager was so entertained by her mad neighbour who was the highest ranking police officer in Greater Manchester. However, as competent adults in her 30s, she and her friend should not have been colluding with a bunch of maniacs at the Hergest Unit who were known to be leaving seriously ill people to die if they had made a complaint against the hospital.

 

Another rather more unlikely witness. Someone who works at Pentraeth Automotive near Menai Bridge who was a friend of Tony Francis. I don’t know his name, but he is either the owner of the garage or the senior manager. There were complaints about his behaviour towards women and it was Tony Francis who was reassuring everyone that he knew this man – he certainly did, Tony and his wife Sadie always had top of the range cars purchased from Pentraeth Automotive – and that it was the women who were the problem not the man at the garage. Which is what Francis said about me when I complained about Gwynne the lobotomist and Dafydd.

I heard another interesting account of the business practices of Pentraeth Automotive, this time involving ‘the boss’, a man called Ken. When I was working in a truly appalling care home on Anglesey in 2000, I witnessed a care assistant slap an elderly lady, catch the elderly lady’s skin with her fingernails and draw blood. I reported the assault to the care home owners and I was given a written warning for ‘breaching confidentiality’ when I admitted that I’d told another care assistant what happened. I walked out a couple of weeks later when I witnessed yet more abuse of patients. (I have blogged about all of this in a previous post.) Before I witnessed the care assistant assault the old lady, the care assistant told me that she and her husband purchased a car from Ken at Pentraeth Automotive on an HP agreement and within weeks couldn’t afford to pay for it. Ken announced that he would repossess the car. I thought oh well, fair enough, if you haven’t got the dosh. Not so. The slapping care assistant and her husband had an enormous row with Ken, let him know that they had the details of his many illegal practices and thus Ken let them keep the car without paying for it.

Why did the slapping care assistant not have the money for the car? Because her husband was keen on hard core porn which he was having imported at great cost. The slapping care assistant and her porn addicted husband had a teenaged son who was a student on a catering course at Coleg Menai. Because the family’s income was all going on porn, the Coleg Menai student applied for a hardship grant. He bloody well got it as well, I didn’t know any others who did. The slapping care assistant told me that she knew that her son had his head screwed on right because when the hardship grant arrived, he used it to buy some ‘good name trackie bottoms’.

I thought that the whole saga involving this family was hilarious – except for the slapping of a bedridden old lady – and I gave a full account to Brown. Brown told me that he agreed with the slapping care assistant, her son knew what he was doing. We didn’t have good name trackie bottoms, we didn’t have a hardship grant yet we weren’t importing hard core porn from Europe either. Neither did we have a car that we weren’t paying for. We haven’t scarpered to Australia and been given jobs as Deputy VCs either.

After making a merciful escape from the dreadful care home, Bryn Ceirios at Pentraeth, imagine my surprise when some months later I saw a feature in the local paper, placed by Coleg Menai, about their ‘star adult learner’. It was the slapping care assistant, the mum of the young man with good name trackie bottoms and the inhabitant of the house full of grumble vids fresh from Europe. Well Dorothy Griffiths, my real problem with you is that you violently assaulted an elderly lady and then did a deal with two negligent home owners to ensure that you remained in your job while I was the one who received a warning. However, the events involving Ken at Pentraeth Automotive, the European porn, the hardship grant and the good name trackie bottoms were certainly interesting, but what is most interesting of all is how with a track record like that, you managed to persuade Coleg Menai to award you their star learner gong and feature you in the local paper. Oooh let me guess – you had a load of shit on them???

 

The Top Doctors continue to make regular media appearances, firmly in denial regarding their own contribution to the parlous state of the NHS. BBC News Wales has featured Dr Mark Taubert, dispensing his wisdom about the difficulties of predicting how long terminally ill patients have to live. Dr Taubert is a palliative care specialist treating cancer patients, so I can understand that he can’t be precise when patients ask him how long they’ve got left, but it was a real laugh at the Hergest Unit to witness the Top Docs refuse to waste their time treating severely depressed people because they’re only going to kill themselves anyway. Do you know, the Top Docs were right, loads of those patients killed themselves. Years ago I asked Dafydd why there was such a high suicide rate among his patients. He put on a grave voice and told me that four out of ten severely mentally ill people end up killing themselves. Not only did Dafydd get the stats wrong, but he failed to address my point – why were there just so many people killing themselves in north Wales? Not that anyone gave a stuff, because ‘they all kill themselves anyway’.

Dr Mark Taubert isn’t Dafydd, Dr Taubert is a senior lecturer and Clinical Director at Velindre Hospital, which treats cancer patients in Cardiff. Welsh politicians love Velindre, they do like to pop down for a photo opportunity. Rhodri Morgan always managed to make it over to Velindre, as he refused to address the genocide in north Wales.

I found some interesting media coverage regarding Dr Taubert. Dr Taubert knows how to drum up a bit of good publicity for himself. In 2016 Dr Taubert achieved headlines after he wrote to David Bowie, thanking him for being an inspiration (what else??). What had Bowie done that was so inspirational? He’d died. Dr Taubert didn’t write to Bowie before his death, because David Bowie wanted a bit of privacy and no-one knew that he was dying. So Dr Taubert got in on the act and wrote to Bowie after his death. Not that he sent the letter to David Bowie – Dr Taubert uploaded his letter to David Bowie on the BMJ blog, so the world could read what he’d written to Bowie! No-one wrote back to Taubert and said why are you writing letters to dead people on the BMJ blog you publicity seeking tosser, but Duncan Jones – Bowie’s son – and Benedict Cumberbatch did write back to Dr Taubert thanking him on behalf of the dead rock star. This guaranteed full media coverage.

Dr Taubert’s letter to David Bowie observes that Bowie ‘chose’ to die at home and Taubert ponders on his own patients making such choices. Not only has Taubert wisely kept schtum about the multi millionaire Bowie choosing to live in Switzerland and not risk his neck with NHS Wales – Bowie probably heard about the circumstances in which Anne Clwyd’s husband died at the University Hospital in Cardiff – but Taubert fails to mention that most terminally ill patients do not have the choice of dying at home. There is huge pressure on people to die in hospital, where one’s final hours can consist of being dumped naked on a bed with one’s glass of water out of reach. Even if things are not as grim as that, the real biggie for cancer patients is that they can’t get the pain relief that they need if they stay at home and there’s bugger all home support available to nurse the dying. So unlike millionaires in Switzerland, they don’t have ‘choices’.

Mark’s letter to David Bowie waxed lyrical about Bowie’s music and stage personas. It didn’t mention the years that Bowie spent with a serious drug problem, which would have caused him to be refused treatment if he were an NHS patient in Gwynedd. It didn’t mention the bisexual swinging with the sort of young people whom Dafydd and the gang trafficked to London and Brighton and it didn’t mention the incredibly acrimonious divorce between Bowie and his wife Angie, which resulted in Angie threatening to go public about a great many things but being gagged by David and his expensive lawyers.

David Bowie was one of those who played at the Freddie Mercury Tribute Concert on 20 April 1992, following Mercury’s death from AIDS. Like Bowie, Mercury kept his condition very quiet, although there are indications that he had known that he was HIV positive for a long time before he told even close friends.

The proceeds of the Tribute Concert were donated to AIDS research. My post ‘Apocalypse Now’ details the establishment of the first specialist AIDS hospice in the UK, the former Mildmay Mission Hospital in the East End. Most of the young men who died there were rent boys, many who had been trafficked from children’s homes in north Wales. The Top Docs and AIDS researchers knew that. These witnesses to serious crime died surrounded by staff who ensured that no-one ever found out how they had become infected. The Mildmay did have some celebrity patients and I wondered if one of them had been Freddie Mercury, judging from the account that I read.

The dying rent boys at the flagship AIDS ward at UCH/Middlesex Hospital were filmed shaking hands with Diana, with the viewers being told that they had no-one in the world because their families had rejected them for being gay. No, they had been taken away from their families and sent to Dafydd and the paedophiles. Those who did have families who rejected them were rejected because they were sex workers rather than because they were gay. The celebs were not filmed shaking hands with Di. People worked very hard to give them complete privacy.

Most of the stars who played at the Freddie Mercury Tribute Concert knew that many of those with whom they had often had sex were kids in care. They might not have realised the brutality that had been involved in coercing the kids into prostitution, but they did know that they were underage and they did know that they weren’t living at home with families. No-one bothered to enquire further.

 

Lastly, I think it is time that I exposed someone upon whom many patients and relatives in north Wales pinned a lot of hopes but who has let them down very badly. Donna Ockenden. Donna Ockenden conducted the ‘independent investigation’ into the Tawel Fan Scandal at the Betsi. Donna wrote an interim report about Tawel Fan which was hard hitting (see post ‘The Tawel Fan Scandal’) and she then conducted a second investigation, promising to leave no stone unturned and expose just how bad the situation was, if necessary. We all waited with baited breath. Donna produced her final report a few weeks ago. It was damning, but like every other report into care scandals in north Wales, it did not admit just how bad things are in mental health in north Wales. Patients and relatives accused Donna of a luke-warm response or even a cover-up. I presumed that Donna was going to return to do a bit more work in north Wales. No. Donna has gone. So I’ll brief readers as to the evidence that Donna ignored.

After Donna wrote her first report she stated that she wanted to hear from any mental health patients in north Wales who were not happy with the ‘services’. I was one who contacted Donna. I spoke to her on the phone and she reassured me that she had serious concerns about the Betsi and was determined to expose any rot that there was. I e mailed Donna masses of evidence – witness statements, e mail correspondence, insulting letters to me from NHS personnel refusing to investigate the most serious of complaints. I also forwarded evidence relating to another patient in north Wales, with their permission, who had become too ill to do this themselves. They had been imprisoned on the basis of the perjury of Hergest staff and then refused all NHS treatment.

Donna was given documentary evidence of perjury, perverting the course of justice, conspiracy, assault on patients, unlawful imprisonment, destruction of evidence by NHS senior managers and unlawful denial of NHS care. Donna asked me if I would meet her and a surgeon from England who was assisting with the investigation in an hotel in north Wales to discuss what had happened to me and others. Some days later, after I sent yet further evidence of serious crime on the part of the NHS and social services in north Wales, Donna e mailed me and asked if we could postpone the meeting until she’d had a chance to meet with other patients and relatives. I never heard from her again. I subsequently had to leave Wales for my own safety, but Donna had my e mail address. Neither did she or her surgeon colleague contact me again regarding the evidence pertaining to the other patient that I sent her. He ended up going abroad for life-saving treatment because the NHS flatly unlawfully refused to treat him.

So Donna has written her report and she’s gone. She was given documentary evidence of serious organised crime. Donna, you should not have fled, you should have taken it to the police. We tried the police ourselves again and again, but we were just threatened when we did so. You and the surgeon have just buggered off and left patients in north Wales to die.

Donna’s background is in midwifery and senior NHS management. She has also worked in the United Arab Emirates. I recommend that readers visit her website and note her numerous senior and advisory positions. Donna is described as a ‘catalyst for change’. She hasn’t been in north Wales, she got the hell out of there and abandoned the patients to a bunch of gangsters.

 

There’s something nasty in the woodshed in north Wales. It’s so nasty that no-one will go near it.

 

 

The Rakes’ Progress

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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After Baron Thomas of Gwydir of Llanrwst in the County of Gwynedd gave the Welsh Books Council a bit of loose change that he found down the back of the sofa, the Books Council expanded rapidly. It moving from its offices in a building leased from the Farmers’ Union of Wales to more spacious accommodation at Castell Brychan, a former Roman Catholic seminary which stands on Constitution Hill at Aberystwyth. At the same time the Books Centre, a wholesale distributing warehouse on the industrial estate at Llanbadarn, on the outskirts of Aberystwyth – which was wholly Alun Creunant’s idea – began providing the publishers, booksellers, teachers, librarians and book-buying public of Wales with a fast delivery service.

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

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

More dosh please Welsh Office and Arts Council.

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

 

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

They both Know About Dafydd.

 

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Douglas Hurd had links with the security services.

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

Sinclair married Diana Caroline Coke in 1975.

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

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

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

 

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

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bryn is a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yma O Hyd!

 

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

 

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

‘We didn’t know’ – ‘Ni wyddom ni’

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

‘What, us?’ – ‘Beth, ni?’

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

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

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

 

 

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

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

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