R.I.P Julia Grant and Many More…

I listened to the Radio 4 obituaries programme ‘Last Word’ yesterday and they paid tribute to Julia Grant, the trans-activist who was the subject of a series of BBC TV documentaries which charted her gender reassignment during the 1980s and 90s. I only watched one of the documentaries, screened in the 1990s. It was one which contained footage of Julia – who began life as George Roberts – during her consultation some years previously with a Top Doc at Charing Cross, a psychiatrist who was a gender identity specialist. Julia was obliged to see this man before the gender reassignment surgery that she wanted could go ahead. The Top Doc concerned refused to allow his face to be shown on camera or to be identified.

The Top Doc treated Julia dreadfully, absolutely dreadfully. So much so that the crap faced by transgender people gained a great deal of publicity. At one point he snapped at Julia ‘you have stepped out of line and I don’t like people who step out of line’. He subsequently turned down her request for gender realignment surgery. During the consultation Julia was reduced to jelly. She was not highly educated and had no education at all in medicine so was not able to identify the many ways in which the Top Doc breached all good practice and thus she did not say ‘what the fuck do you think that you are doing?’

This was the Charing Cross Gender Identity Clinic, supposedly the global leader in that field. We take referrals from across the world! Yes and as far as NHS UK patients went, it was that shitbag whom they had to encounter if they wanted gender reassignment surgery. No other option. You have this bastard or you don’t even get considered for treatment.

The nation however missed something. This Doc was not alone in being a psychiatrist who conducted himself in that manner. Many of them did, including Dr Tony Roberts at the Hergest Unit, until Roberts finally retired not so long ago. Exactly the same bedside manner: rude, insulting, with bizarre notions of what constitutes ‘gender appropriate’ behaviour, deliberately intimidating. The geographical area covered by Tony Roberts had the second highest suicide rate among women in England and Wales, except for Camden. When I complained to the GMC about Roberts in 2002, the GMC did not investigate my complaint. They maintained that Tony Roberts had not done anything inappropriate. Although he had ordered my key worker off of my case – my key worker whom I liked – appointed himself my doctor against my wishes, refused to treat me and then ordered every other Top Doc not to treat me on the grounds that I was ‘his patient’. One night a I rang the GP on-call, who recorded on my file ‘suicidal ++++’ and contacted Roberts. Roberts faxed two words back – ‘DO NOTHING’.

I was not alone in having these experiences with Roberts. As another patient observed, he was ‘another dangerous madman’. Tony Roberts graduated from Manchester University in 1984. He trained with the abusive nutters there who included Dafydd’s old boss Dr Bob Hobson, who ran a sex abuse ring at the Maudsley and then in 1974 relocated to Manchester where he expanded on the ring there (see post ‘The Mentor’). Ian Brockington, Tony Francis’s former boss, also worked at Manchester University, until he joined Dafydd and Francis’s mate Professor Robert Bluglass at the University of Birmingham (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’). After learning at their knees, Roberts headed for a job at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh where he joined Dafydd and then Roberts was appointed Clinical Director of the Hergest Unit…

Years later, my lawyers discovered a document in the possession of the GMC purporting to be my letter of complaint about Tony Roberts. It was a forgery. See post ‘The General Medical Council And Yet Another Forged Document’.

Although the Top Doc who treated Julia Grant so appallingly refused to allow himself to be identified at the time of the TV programme, he was later revealed to be John Randell. John Randell was one fun guy, but no-one dared mention anything at the time other than his sadism towards Julia Grant. By the time that Randell’s earlier interview with Julia was broadcast on the programme that I watched, Randell had been dead since 1982. Although the old bastard had been 6 ft under for years, no-one dared say anything ruder about him in public other than that he was old fashioned, showed bigotry towards transgender people and had some rather odd views about women.

John Randell was born in Penarth, Cardiff in 1918. He qualified as a Top Doctor at the Welsh National School of Medicine in 1941. From 1942-46 he was a Surgeon Lieutenant in the RNVR. Randall knew Gwynne the lobotomist , Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain who facilitated the paedophile/trafficking ring at St George’s Hospital Medical School which was linked to Dafydd’s gang and Randell also knew about the Naughtiness In High Places re Lord Louis Mountbatten and the gay spies in the Admiralty, as discussed in my post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’.

After serving in the RNVR, Randell worked at Guy’s, St George’s and Tommy’s Hospitals. All of which were already facilitating the organised abuse upon which Dafydd et al expanded into a pan-European ring in the 1970s. In 1950 Randell was appointed Physician for Psychological Medicine at Charing Cross. There he worked with Lennox Broster who had been treating intersex people since the 1930s, but not transsexuals as such.

Lennox Ross Broster (1889 – 12 April 1965) was a South African-born surgeon who spent most of his career at Charing Cross. Broster was educated in Grahamstown, first at St Andrew’s College, then at Rhodes University College. Broster received a Rhodes Scholarship and began studying medicine at Trinity College, Oxford. He continued his medical training at Guy’s Hospital, qualifying as a Top Doc from there. Broster served with the RAMC during WW I. After WW I, Broster specialised in the treatment of endocrine disease. In the 1930s and 1940s Broster was among the first surgeons to operate routinely on intersex patients, in work that received frequent coverage in the British press and helped to establish Charing Cross Hospital as a centre for intersex and transgender medicine. His patients during this period included the Olympic athlete Mark Weston.

Broster held junior surgical positions at a number of hospitals, including at the Radcliffe Infirmary and at Guy’s Hospital. He also worked at the Queen’s Hospital for Children. During this period Broster became associated with Charing Cross, where he would remain for the rest of his career. A history of Charing Cross published in 1967 stated that Broster had been “one of the outstanding surgeons” there. Although employed as a general surgeon, Broster took a special interest in endocrinology. Simultaneously with his work at Charing Cross, Broster also served as a consultant to several other hospitals – the Bute Hospital in Luton, Chesham Cottage Hospital, Dunstable Hospital, Beckenham Hospital – and to the Church Army.  

In the 1930s and 1940s Broster provided surgical and hormonal treatment to intersex patients, in collaboration with the psychiatrist Clifford Allen. This attracted considerable press attention to Broster and Charing Cross during the 1930s. A 1938 story in the News of the Screws described Broster as “the famous surgeon, who has brought new hope and happiness into the baffled lives of many men and women who were desirous of changing their sex”. Although journalists often described the treatment as sex changing, the patients they wrote about would more accurately be described as intersex and there is no evidence that Broster operated on transsexuals.

Broster gave lecture tours of the United States and Canada in 1936 and 1937. Broster gave lectures to the American Surgical Association in 1941 and he became an honorary fellow of the Association in 1942. In 1948 the South African Medical Association invited Broster to lecture in South Africa and in 1950 he was a visiting Professor at Cairo University. Broster was Chairman of the Court of examiners of the Royal College of Surgeons of England and also acted as an examiner for the Universities of Oxford, Cambridge and Leeds.

Broster represented the South African branches of the BMA on the BMA’s Council, 1938-45/46, when the independent Medical Association of South Africa was established. Broster was also involved with the BMA’s Section of Surgery, serving as an honorary Secretary in 1929 and a Vice-President in 1950.

In 1950 Broster became Chairman of the Commonwealth Medical Advisory Bureau’s Committee of Management. In 1952 he became Chair of a Committee, set up jointly by the Royal Society of Medicine’s Section of Endocrinology and the Society for Endocrinology, which had the task of considering how British research in endocrinology could be encouraged. He was elected an honorary fellow of the Royal Society of Medicine in 1958.

Broster was a strong supporter of the Commonwealth of Nations. 

Broster was an enthusiastic Rugby player as a student and a Top Doctor  and served as President of the United Hospitals Rugby Football Club. Like all the best Top Doctors, Broster played golf and retained an interest in sports contests between Oxford and other universities.

Broster suffered a stroke after retiring, when about to sit down at Lord’s Cricket Ground to watch a match. He made a partial recovery but later died on 12 April 1965.

Working as a high profile general surgeon in Oxford at the time that he did will have meant that Broster knew and almost certainly taught Sir Charles Evans, the surgeon who served as Principal of UNCW, 1958 -84. Sir Charles trained at Oxford and spent his very early career in surgery there. See previous posts.

Lennox Broster and his wife Edith had three daughters. Their eldest daughter Cynthia also became a physician and finished her career as Principal Medical Officer for the Oxfordshire Area Health Authority. So Cynthia knew about the organised abuse of kids in care in Oxfordshire with which social work manager Barbara Kahan and her child psych husband Dr Vladimir Kahan colluded. Babs was appointed a children’s social work adviser to Keith Joseph when he was Heath’s Secretary of State at the DHSS and Babs remained advising Gov’ts for years. See post eg. ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’. Oxford University’s Dept of Psychiatry has also been complicit with the abuse of kids and vulnerable adults, as well as being party to cancer research fraud funded by the Cancer Research Campaign. See previous posts…

Cynthia married the neurologist Charles Phillips in 1942. When Charles was called up for military service in the same year, Lennox provided a recommendation that led to Charles’s appointment to the RAMC.

Charles Phillips died in September 1994 and as ever the Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives of the Fellows’ online provided an obituary:

Charles Garrett Phillips b.13 October 1916 d.9 September 1994
BA Oxon(1938) BSc(1939) BM BCh(1942) MRCP(1944) DM(1951) FRCP(1962) FRS(1963) Hon DSc Monash (1971)

As a neurologist who studied at Oxford and then soon after returned to work there, Phillips too will have known Sir Charles Evans. Phillips was only two years older than Evans…

Charles Garrett Phillips had a major impact on experimental and clinical neurology, recording from pyramidal neurons in the cortex and contributing to our understanding of central motor control. In his monographs and in many of his papers Phillips successfully demonstrated the relevance of animal data, intelligently adduced, for the management of motor disorders in man.

This sounds rather as though Charles worked in the area of primates in cages with things stuck into their heads.

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Phillips’ formidable analytical intelligence was evident at an early stage, and perhaps best demonstrated in his Ferrier lecture and in two monographs. In his 1968 Royal Society Ferrier lecture Phillips explained how the brain was involved in the servo control of the muscles of the hand in primates.

I thought as much.

Secondly, with his main collaborator in the 1960s, Bob Porter, Phillips wrote a book entitled ‘Cortico spinal neurones: their role in movement ‘(London, Academic Press). Published in 1977, the monograph is a seamless synthesis of electrophysiological and micro anatomical studies in which Phillips and Porter refer frequently to the work of their contemporaries as well as historical pioneers. Phillips’ second monograph on ‘Movements of the hand’ (Liverpool University Press, 1985), based on his 1982 Sherrington lecture, was the acme of his scientific thought and writings. He described in detail the inputs and outputs of the cortical modules which resemble the “integrated circuits in electronics terminology”. He particularly emphasized the importance of inputs from the muscle afferents which he had already highlighted in his Ferrier lecture, and moved easily from the micro to the macro by explaining the circuitry for programmed motor patterns in the central nervous system.

Charles Garret Phillips was the son of George Ramsey Phillips, anaesthetist to St Mary’s Hospital, and Flora Phillips. He was educated at Bradfield College, Magdalen College, Oxford, and at St Bartholomew’s Hospital.

The Bart’s which by the 1970s was facilitating organised abuse which could be traced back at least to the presence of Dafydd’s pal Lady Juliet Bingley working as a medical almoner at Bart’s after she qualified at the LSE in the early 1950s. Lady Juliet’s dad Reginald Vick spent most of his career as a surgeon at Bart’s. See previous posts.

At Oxford he took a first in animal physiology. After medical qualification he spent three years in the RAMC as a neurologist during which time he took the MRCP. After the war Phillips returned to Oxford, where he became a fellow of Trinity College in 1946, a university lecturer, reader and subsequently appointed to a personal chair in neurophysiology in 1966. He was a secretary of the Physiological Society between 1960 and 1966. In 1975 he was elected to Dr Lee’s chair of anatomy at Oxford and retired in 1983.

In spite of the high status he had achieved Charles remained remarkably modest. It was this modesty and a degree of uncertainty, together with the wish not to be constrained by commitments to outside funding bodies, which prevented him from applying for a research grant.

That is the best excuse that I have ever heard for not bothering to apply for research funding.

However, it must also be admitted that the generous ‘class grant’ which the University bestowed on the physiology laboratory made an application for outside funds unnecessary.

That explains Charles suddenly being overcome by modesty.

The realization that the University’s generosity was not uniformly distributed in South Parks Road proved to be one of three culture shocks which stunned Phillips when he took up the chair of anatomy. In contrast to the situation in the physiology laboratory, Phillips found that virtually all research depended upon outside grant funding.

Charles was astounded that the manna from heaven did not continue.

The two other shocks in store for Charles were, first, the conflict between staff which was generated by the five years of uncertainty which followed Geoffrey Harris’ untimely death in 1971,

This sounds interesting, I will dig a bit deeper when I have time.

Geoffrey Wingfield Harris was educated first at Dulwich College (1927-1931) and then at Emmanuel College, Cambridge (1932-1939). He began clinical training at St. Mary’s Hospital, London (1936-1940), worked briefly at Hillingdon County Hospital (1939) and then worked at Cambridge as the Demonstrator in Anatomy (1940-1947), Lecturer in Anatomy (1947-1948) and also Lecturer in Physiology (1947-1952). From 1952-1962 Harris was Senior Lecturer in Physiology, University of London and worked in the Laboratory of Experimental Neuroendocrinology at the Maudsley. Dafydd ‘trained’ at the Maudsley in the early 1960s at the knee of Bob Hobson the trafficker and the wider collection of dishonest incompetents whom were abusing their patients in numerous ways. See posts ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’ and ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’  In 1953 Harris was elected a Fellow of the Royal Society. In 1962 he moved to Hertford College, Oxford, becoming Dr. Lee’s Professor of Anatomy, a post he held until his death in 1971.

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and, secondly, the fact that the teaching of topographical anatomy had not changed since Phillips was a student. Charles Phillips’ appointment allayed the uncertainty of the interregnum that followed the death of Harris and this, together with his gentle but firm democratic leadership, soon restored civilized relations between the staff.

Translate as ‘Phillips imposed a regime and ruled over dissenters with a rod of iron’.

But he was not so successful in revising the teaching of topographical anatomy. Charles placed greater emphasis on ‘functional’ anatomy, including the introduction of transcutaneous stimulation of muscles. But, it was clear to all that Phillips’ appointment was an interim measure. He will not be remembered as an anatomist, nor would this have been his wish.

This rather sounds as though Phillips wasn’t much good at anatomy and that someone would remind the world of this if ever anyone did remember him as an anatomist.

During his years in human anatomy Phillips also served as editor of ‘Brain’ and on the Medical Research Council, tasks which he took very seriously.

Even though his anatomy wasn’t up to much.

As editor he was proud of the fact that he did not reject papers: rather he urged respect for the work of others even though this sometimes involved major revision of the text or additional experiments to bring the manuscript up to scratch.

Everything accepted, even crap. The journal must have been very short of contributions because journal editors love rejecting papers and stressing that not any old shite gets in this journal.

Charles Phillips was a quick witted and articulate speaker and a gifted conversationalist. To dine with him at a dinner of the Physiological Society was always an immensely rich and pleasurable experience. Indeed Charles endeavoured to make each encounter with colleagues and friends an intellectual occasion using his gentle but penetrating wit and judiciously crafted turn of phrase to set the ambience.

Charles would have put Libby Purves in the shade. Please someone, take Arthur Mullard along to a Physiological Society dinner, secrete a camera about one’s person and film the occasion.

Research for Phillips came to an abrupt end when he transferred to human anatomy and retirement, when it came in 1983, was complete.

His services were dispensed with at the earliest opportunity.

This contrasted quite markedly with the lifestyle of some of his close colleagues who were equally or more active in research after retirement. But it was characteristic of Charles to follow life in a precise and orderly sequence. He also confided that experimentation through the night, which recording from cortical neurons demanded, had become too great a strain. However, it seemed to the observer that Charles was in fact quite content in that he had by the age of 58 completed the task he had set out to accomplish.

58 yrs old is very early for a scientist to pack up work. They usually cling on for decades after retirement at 60 or 65, pursuing the research that they enjoy without being bothered by the onerous admin duties imposed on them before retirement.

It is a tragic irony that the end for a man of his powerful and acute intellect was accompanied by severe mental deterioration.

I wonder what happened…

He married Cynthia, herself a physician, in 1942 and they had two daughters.

 

The psychiatrist who worked with Broster at Charing Cross and established that institution as the world leader in gender identity work, Clifford Allen, made a sharp distinction between intersexuality and transvestism (the term then in use for what is now described as being transgender) which Allen saw as a psychological pathology not requiring surgical intervention. In 1954 Allen wrote: ‘the abnormal minds should be treated in order to conform them with the normal body and not vice versa’.

I can’t find much about Clifford Allen online, although David Andrew Griffith’s article in ‘Sexualities’, Jan 2018, ‘Diagnosing sex: Intersex surgery and ‘sex change’ in Britain 1930–1955’ does discuss Clifford Allen:

Clifford Allen… the consultant psychiatrist at Charing Cross, the Physician in Charge of the Psychiatric Department of the Seamen’s Hospital, Greenwich, and the Assistant Physician to the Institute of Medical Psychology at the Tavistock Clinic in Bloomsbury.

Previous posts have discussed the Tavi during those years and some of the Top Docs there who were facilitating abuse, including those with links to north Wales.

Broster and Allen shared the view that atypical biology could lead to atypical psychology; if adrenal glands were thought to masculinize the biological, then they would be expected to influence sex roles, aims and object choice as well.  For both Broster and Allen, biological normality was structured into a binary of male and female bodies, and linked to a strict psychological normality, as measured by heterosexuality….

Broster largely saw adults, particularly at the start of his research, although he saw an increasing number of younger and pre-pubescent cases just prior to the interruption of his work caused by the Second World War… 

In 1940, Clifford Allen argued that treatments should be strictly divided between psychotherapeutic treatment for individuals who do not have an identifiable atypical anatomy and surgical intervention for individuals who do (Allen, 1940). Broster had the authority to decide or deny physical treatments, or to refer to Allen, who had the authority to decide or deny psychological treatments. In Allen’s chapter of The Adrenal Cortex and Intersexuality, he described a case study of a woman who ‘wants to be a man’ so that she could marry her girlfriend. No physical abnormality was found, so Allen offered psychotherapy to address her (in his view) homosexuality, which she refused (Broster et al., 1938: 106–107). Despite the agency that Broster narrated in his case studies, medicine seems to have remained the authority and conveyer of legitimacy for individuals who did not conform to biological or psychological norms of sex.

Broster’s 1944 book, Endocrine Man, sharpens the distinction between individuals with what the medical profession defined as physical or psychological abnormalities. He was very clear that in both cases, treatment of some kind should be pursued, to obtain as close a state to ‘normal’ as possible:

When their troubles are due to natural causes their plight is pitiable. Society in general is not a respecter of persons, is suspicious, and indeed often hostile to these abnormals. This attitude should be rightly reserved for the decadent imitators and propagandists of these perverted states, who form a festering sore in our midst. (Broster, 1944: 95)

Broster and Allen were Top Docs who were knowingly working with colleagues who were facilitating abuse. As was John Randell.

Clifford Allen certainly came up with an interesting invention outside of the field of gender identity. During the 1960s, the presence of Caribbean Angels in British hospitals was so visible that it inspired Allen to diagnose a medical condition, Heterochromophilia: ‘the compulsion in human beings to choose a mate of a different colour’. Allen published a letter in the British Journal of Psychiatry in 1968 which claimed that Heterochromophilia stemmed from a newborn’s identification with the first face it laid eyes on when it emerged from the birth canal. ‘It seems to be that the condition is rare and not of great importance,’ Allen wrote.  ‘But since we are getting more coloured women nursing white babies these days there is a likelihood of this becoming much more common’.

Those white babies will clap eyes on a big black face and a lifelong taste for mating with negroes will be established.

It would however be preferable to seeing this as soon as one is born, or indeed at any point during one’s life:

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

I was exposed to dangerous levels of Enid Blyton as a child and I had a copy of the later notorious Three Golliwogs book which contained the line about a big black face at the window. When I was a student, I had a friend who hadn’t been exposed to Enid Blyton and I told him that the three gollies were called Golly, Nigger and Wog. He suggested that Blyton should have written in a fourth golly, Bleck Bestard. Thatch and Denis had investments in South African businesses at the time of this conversation, but their only reason for refusing to impose sanctions on South Africa was the suffering that sanctions would inflict on the people living in the townships. In South Africa as well as in Gwynedd.

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  • Dafydd’s mate Lord David Ennals, a Minister in the DHSS, 1968-70 and Secretary of State for the DHSS, April 1976-May 1979, was Chairman of the Anti-Apartheid Movement, 1960-64. His brother John Ennals was Chairman of the Anti-Apartheid Movement, 1968-76. Lord Ennals’ other brother Martin was the DG of Amnesty International. Jeremy Thorpe was an Anti-Apartheid Campaigner. They all colluded with Dafydd’s gang, as did many more more at the forefront of the Anti-Apartheid Movement. If any of them had gone public on the crimes of Thatcher’s friends Peter Morrison and Jimmy Savile, Thatcher’s Gov’t – one of the few props which the South African Gov’t had during the 1980s –  would have been brought down. But none of them did. They and their network instead worked very hard at contributing to the effort to ensure that I and others were never heard re Dafydd. See previous posts for further info about those who were so distressed at what was happening in South Africa that they assisted the gang who supplied kids to Thatch’s friends for sex.

 

At the end of the 1950s John Randell wrote a paper on 50 transvestites and transsexuals that he had worked with. In his 1960 MD thesis ‘Cross Dressing and the Desire To Change Sex’ (University of Wales), Randell discussed 61 male to female and 16 female to male cases. This was one of the first higher degree theses on transsexuality. The Expert was born.

Part of Nye’s Great Achievement.

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During the 1960s Randell was seeing 50 cases a year, which rose to nearly 200 in the 1970s. And every one of them will have been treated like dirt.

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By Randell’s own figures, he saw 2438 patients (1768 male to female, 670 female to male). He also spent half his time with general psychiatric patients. Told you so. This man was let loose on people whom he was able to detain for years in psychiatric hospitals or recommend for transfer to a high security institution, forcibly inject with drugs which could result in lifelong debilitating ‘side effects’ or of course kill the patient, forcibly impose ECT on the patient or lobotomise them against their wishes. Or he could simply refuse to treat desperately ill patients who were unable to look after themselves. In the event of ordering such ‘treatment’, or indeed witholding lifesaving treatment, Randell’s manners, attitude or rapport with his patients will not have been any better than they were with Julia Grant.

In 1969, Randell’s name was mentioned several times in press reports about the First International Symposium on Gender Identity and he testified at the Corbett vs Corbett trial that he ‘considered that the respondent (ie April Ashley) is properly classified as a male homosexual transsexualist’, which contributed to the legal problems of transsexuals and intersex persons in the UK for the next 35 years.

April Ashley is an English model and restaurant hostess. She was outed as a transgender woman by ‘The Sunday People’ in 1961 and is one of the earliest British people known to have had gender reassignment surgery. April Ashley was constantly told how vile she was by people who then asked her to have sex with them.

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Corbett vs Corbett was the case concerned with April Ashley’s divorce. Randell appeared for Arthur Corbett who was petitioning for his marriage to April Ashley to be annulled on the grounds that she was a man. Eeh, he’s a raving male homosexual transsexualist. It’s been diagnosed.

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  • Here’s one of Randell’s volumes.

 

Readers might recognise the name of the person who wrote the foreword to the book, Prof Desmond Curran. Dessie has featured in previous posts (eg.’Meet The Gwerin!’). Dessie was the daddy of the paedophiles/people traffickers of St George’s, Dessie having founded their esteemed Dept of Psychiatry, to which abusers flocked once Dessie set up shop. It was Dessie who ‘treated’ Norman Scott many years before Norman became headline news after Norman had a breakdown as a result of the harassment and intimidation from Mr Thrope and his friends. Norman ended up in the hands of Dessie because Dessie was an Expert on Sexual Perversion, rather than an Expert on criminals in public life who have shagged both Ma’am Darling and Lord Snowdon, who subsequently marry Miriam, the ex-wife of Lilibet’s cousin and try to have their former non-Royal partners murdered. The diagnosis was that Norman was a worm, a liar, a vagabond, a loathsome spotted reptile and a man, or woman, who chews pillows for kicks and that Mr Thrope was one of the most intelligent, prettiest politicians who could have, had he wanted, become Prime Minister Of This Country Or President Of The World…

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Mr Justice Cocklecarrot: ‘And now you must retire, as must I’. Which indeed he did.

Harold Wilson’s good friend the crooked solicitor Lord Arnold Goodman was the first to come to Mr Thrope’s aid:

Lord Goodman was a big mate of Nye’s widow Jennie Lee and Harold Wilson gave them the flagship project of the Open University to play with. By the time that Mr Thrope appeared at Minehead Magistrates Court for the committal hearing in Nov 1978, Sir David Napley was representing him. Napley turned up at Minehead in his Roller, just to show the magistrates who was boss.

George Carman QC the bent barrister, who had known about Dafydd and the gang and the Westminster Paedophile Ring for years, made his reputation by defending Mr Thrope at his subsequent Old Bailey trial in 1979.

Killer Carman hosted two junior barristers in his Chambers who became famous:
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Norman, the only man at Mr Thrope’s Old Bailey trial who told the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth:

Now that Norman has been declared to be a Gay Icon at a film stars ceremony, I’m thinking of campaigning for him to become Head Of State. I don’t know if Norman would want to do this, he might prefer to remain in Devon with his horses, but Norman would undoubtedly do a far better job of Leading The Country than the gang of lying criminals who tried to kill him.

 

I note that on the cover of Randell’s book Dessie is described as the Chancellor’s Medical Visitor. The Chancellor in this context is the Lord Chancellor, rather than the Chancellor of, for example, UCNW, which for the many years that Dafydd’g gang operated in UCNW was Carlo. The Medical Visitor is an expert accepted by the judiciary as being eminent in his field. So the Lord Chancellor accepted Dessie, the foundation stone of a sex abuse ring, as a Medical Visitor. That doesn’t surprise me after the research that I’ve done over the past two years. That edition of Randell’s book was published in 1976 – the book was originally published in 1973 –  by which time business for Dafydd’s gang was booming and as previous posts have made clear, the crimes of the gang and related gangs such as the one that Dessie founded in south London, were being concealed at the highest levels of Gov’t. I’m not sure when Dessie attained the status of the Lord Chancellor’s Medical Visitor, it could have been an honour conferred upon him years previously, but the Lord Chancellor 1974-79 was Lord Elwyn-Jones.

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My post ‘Lest We Forget’ discussed how for many years, Elwyn Jones, a crooked Welsh layer, was one of the principal links between London and Wales in Dafydd’s ring.

1976 was the momentous year in which panic gripped the paedophiles and their friends. In Jan 1976, Norman was prosecuted for a minor social security fraud which was linked to Mr Thrope’s harassment and intimidation of him and the story was finally reported in the press. In March 1976, Andrew Newton, who alleged that he had been hired to kill Norman, appeared at Exeter Crown Court, was convicted of firearms offences and subsequently imprisoned. Norman appeared as a prosecution witness and explained what had been going on. It was becoming clear that Mr Thrope could well find himself charged with a serious criminal offence, which indeed he subsequently was.

The gwerin at UCNW began tearing each other’s throats out in 1976 (see previous posts) and a new Chancellor of the University of Wales – who’s constituent colleges included UCNW – was appointed, Carlo. Dai Francis, a Communist ex-miner who had led the south Wales branch of the NUM during the miner’s strike which brought down Heath’s Gov’t also stood for election as Chancellor, but no-one was going to risk appointing Dai at a time like that. Dai was the father of Dr Hywel Francis, the Labour MP for Aberavon, 2001-15. Hywel Francis was succeeded in the seat by Windbag Jr. See previous posts…

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Harold Wilson suddenly resigned as PM on 5 April 1976 and there has been speculation ever since that he knew that he had Alzheimers or ooh he was a KGB spy and was about to be outed… No, the reason was that Harold knew that things re the Westminster Paedophile Ring could unravel quite rapidly and he either jumped or was pushed by the security services. He was only pushed so far, Wilson remained in Parliament for many more years…

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So in true Paedophiles In Distress style, in 1976, an Expert who was Of The Gang published a book which advertised the credentials of the Expert who knew all about the loathsome spotted reptile who also happened to be a prosecution witness and could well be again in the near future but in a rather bigger case…

Norman, I am touched that the tactics employed to deal with you were very similar to those employed to deal with me! Hilarious, I begin a career in cancer research and suddenly Tony Francis’s mate begins a career in cancer research, funded by the Cancer Research Campaign, just like I was and he even worked with people linked to the team of which I was a member. Only Peter Mcguire et al participated in a massive research fraud which ended in the suicide of one of their colleagues… Brown and I show an interest in publishing about the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and suddenly ooh look everyone, Dafydd’s friends have published on the history of Denbigh, ooh you can’t believe Brown and Baker, YUK, READ US, READ US, DON’T LISTEN TO THEM ANYONE, SHE’S MAD… Brown starts up a journal about Arts In Health and suddenly the Top Doctors are all Experts in Arts and Health.

Oh they are a fucking joke aren’t they Norman. Brown shares his salary out with his friends who have been shafted by those bastards and makes do with three pairs of trousers and a few T shirty things and the troughing bastards continue to demand more and more and more, while stealing Brown’s ideas because they just cannot do it themselves.

After the Corbett vs Corbett trial in 1969, which did transgender people no good at all, Randell was the Expert sought out by the media and appeared on the occasional radio programs. In 1980 the ‘News of the Screws’ claimed that Randell and his surgeon, Peter Phillip, had made London the ‘sex-change capital of the world’. It will have been for people who were prepared to stuff Randell and Phillip’s mouths with gold, there’s always room for more gold in a Top Doc’s mouth even after many years of Nye’s largesse. Randell had not actually been in favour of surgery until his patients who had had surgery abroad returned with positive evaluations. Randell spotted the gold mine and knew that if he didn’t start offering surgery as well, Top Docs overseas would be mining the rich seam that was waiting to be exploited… Even in the 1960s less than 10% of Randell’s patients managed to achieve surgery and only a third of the male to females had vaginoplasty. In the 1970s when numbers increased, still only 15% of patients achieved surgery.

The irony is that during the recorded consultation with Julia, in her desperation to get help, Julia asked Randell if the process could be accelerated if she became a private patient. The old bastard snapped ‘no, my opinion cannot be bought’. Oh yes it can and it was, but not by Julia.

When I was unlawfully refused all NHS care by the CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust, I wrote to the then Welsh Gov’t Health Minister Edwina Hart and asked to be therefore provided with access to alternative care. Edwina wrote back and said that she would not access any type of private care for me and she had done as much as she could. Well, she had confronted the CEO and Chairman of the Trust, but they ignored her, refused to investigate my complaint or provide the NHS care to which I was legally entitled, so Edwina backed off. I had given her enough evidence to have both of them arrested. The Welsh Gov’t is now commissioning the private sector to treat thousands of patients because the NHS just has not done it. The Top Docs in Wales are also now deliberately keeping their waiting lists so long that desperate patients in severe pain are being forced to pay for private treatment. This is what happens when Gov’ts pander to criminals…

Drop a bomb on them someone.

With regard to transgender patients, I’m not at all sure that the sort of surgery that people were begging Randell for is a good idea, but there isn’t the scope in this post to expand on precisely why. Can I just note that one of my main reservations is that I have known for years that distressed vulnerable patients end up in the hands of Randell and people like him, who cannot be trusted further than one can spit a rat and who simply are not the people to advise on complex gender identity problems? I do understand that people feeling uncomfortable with their gender can feel absolutely desperate, but this lot are really not going to help, even these days. Hamfisted liars and conmen who really are best avoided…

In 1990 Dafydd tried to persuade a 19 yr old patient at Ysbyty Gwynedd to undergo gender reassignment surgery because he was gay. Dr Sadie Francis was later appointed as a gender identity specialist for Gwynedd, although she had no experience in this area. In the late 1980s, Sadie was appointed as a consultant psychiatrist although she was not, by GMC regulations, permitted to hold a consultant’s post, having not followed the appropriate career path. The GMC knew that a fiddle had been carried out and colluded with it. For many years the gender identity specialist in north Wales was Dr Kenny Midence, a clin psy who is a long standing member of Dafydd’s gang and has co-authored with gang members. Comments online regarding Midence’s service – he has a big private practice – suggest that if one hands the dosh over to Kenny, he’ll write the referral for gender reassignment surgery. It probably makes the patients leaving Midence’s office feel a lot better than those who left Randell’s did, but the ‘all comers welcome in return for dosh’ approach could prove disastrous a few years down the line if someone regrets their decision.

 

When Randell realised that the customers and their money were going elsewhere, he began arguing that surgery could be appropriate and that psychotherapy did not work. Even then Randell restricted surgery to ‘sane, intelligent, single and passable individuals’. ‘Passable’ meaning conforming to Randell’s rather 1950s ideas of being ‘ladylike’…. Dafydd once yelled at me that I was not a ‘normal woman’. Of course I wasn’t, I had a brain and I took the piss out of him.

Randell must have been a bit like one of the men in the Monty Python ‘Nudge Nudge’ sketch, in which Having Sex With A Lady is discussed. ‘Photographs ay he asked him knowingly’. Yeh, the child porn that was being produced in north Wales by Dafydd’s gang, or Dafydd’s mate Prof Linford Rees’s photos of Bathing Beauties (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’).

Lest anyone wade in with analyses of Randell’s idiocy being a consequence of him being in possession of testicles, let me tell you that I know Lady Doctors and Angels who’s ideas are every bit as laughable. One Lady Doctor told a friend of mine that many Lady Doctors think that ‘periods are horrible old fashioned things which we could well do without’; an Angel I know told female psych patients that they should always shave their armpits – similar advice was dispensed by ‘Jackie’ magazine in 1976; a Top Doc stated in front of female Angels that he could tell when his Lady Patients were well because they wore dresses; one of the much nicer Lady Doctors at Springfield Hospital always wore dresses to work ‘because a lot of my young female patients have problems with their femininity, so I always wear a dress to show them that I’m proud to be a woman’. I can see the idea behind that and this Lady Doctor wasn’t a vicious bitch like her colleagues, but she did know that some of her colleagues were sexually abusing their patients which might be why so many of the patients were in such distress. The nicer Lady Doctor wearing a dress wasn’t going to be sufficient to address that…

I could supply readers with many more laffs, the point that I am making is that the Top Docs and co are frequently as thick as yak shit and narrow minded with it and of course in north Wales and other areas they were preparing their patients for the sex trade. There are also many Top Docs and their colleagues with serious problems themselves in terms of body image, eating disorders etc and in in abusive relationships. Then there are the swathes on anti-depressants or who have alcohol problems… Dysfunction is everywhere among them and often their children.

 

Until the end of his life, Randall continued to refer to patients, including post-operatives, by the pronouns of their birth gender and would tell a male to female accepted for surgery that ‘you’ll always be a man’. This won’t have reflected any clinical position of Randell’s, it’ll just have been Randell trying to be as offensive as possible. The general psychiatry patients will have been asked to discuss their anxieties and then the info will have been used to cause them as much distress as possible. Marjorie Dawes is far more realistic than people who are not Empowered Service Users ever realise.

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Most patients described Randell as brusque, rude and cold. However the model Tula aka Bond girl Caroline Cossey found him to be ‘absolutely charming’. Tula equated to Randell’s idea of what a woman was. Esther claimed that Sir Nicholas Fairbairn was absolutely charming and he was a child molesting, wife-beating drunk. See previous posts. If one wants to achieve stardom, one is obliged to say that foul people are absolutely charming.

Randell is the doctor who told Christopher Wilson, the author of Dancing With The Devil: The Windsors and Jimmy Donahue, that Wallis Simpson, the Duchess of Windsor, had Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome. This rumour was doing the rounds, but one needs to ask how would Randell have known and if he did know for certain, what was he doing breaching confidentiality? The Royals are not immune from being kicked in the chops by the Top Docs, when I worked at St George’s, 1989-91, the gynae records of a member of the Royal Family were being passed around and were the source of much ribaldry and moralising. I suspect that this person had been smeared by the Top Docs for the same reason that Wallis Simpson was, but I am saying no more lest the target is identified.

Other patients of Randell’s included Rachel Padman, the physicist and Alice Purnell, the activist.

Purnell as a boy was sexually and physically abused at prep school by the Headmaster who was later convicted. Purnell worked as a research chemist and volunteer with the Samaritans. In 1965 Purnell, with Sylvia Carter, founded the Beaumont Society for transvestites. Initially there were almost as many overseas members as in the UK, with some in Malaysia, Kenya and other parts of the Commonwealth. Alice became the overseas contact person because of her French. Regional contacts were appointed but were often the only member in their region. Purnell was offered surgery by John Randell in 1966, but turned it down and married a woman instead, going on to have a family with her.

Alice was on Radio 4 with agony aunt Claire Raynor. Raynor knew about Top Doctors facilitating abuse, including Dafydd et al, many years ago. She kept quiet because she wanted a media career as Claire Rayner. See previous posts. Alice attended the TV/TS conferences at Leeds University in 1974, and Leicester University in 1975 – the latter was organized by the Beaumont Society. Leeds and Leicester were both host to paedophile/trafficking gangs directly linked to Dafydd’s gang. Also in 1975, Alice was a co-founder of the Beaumont Trust, a registered charity, which separately from the Beaumont Society, set up a helpline and published educational booklets on transgender topics. In 1976 Alice became Vice-President of the Beaumont Society, and President a year later.

In 1977, Alice trained as a nurse, specializing in geriatric services. She then worked as such for 26 years, at one time becoming a matron, including nursing support for transgender surgery.

She finally had surgery in 1982 after the dissolution of her marriage and remained President of the Beaumont Society until 1984. Alice joined HBIGDA (now WPATH) and attended its European meetings. She found that they were dominated by US concerns and that the Standards of Care were mainly to protect the surgeons and that the emphasis was on psychiatry rather than on psychology/counselling. Alice organized the first of the GENDYS conferences which was held at Manchester University in 1990, a conference which brought together each type of professional who deals with trans persons and each type of trans person. There were a further seven GENDYS conferences.

After obtaining a Masters degree in counselling and psychology, Alice co-founded the Gender Trust. It was a registered charity intended to help transgender rather than transvestite persons. Alice has lived most of her life in Sussex, the location of Dafydd’s partner gang as well as the brothels to which John Allen trafficked kids in care from north Wales.

Alice Purnell was awarded an OBE in the 2012 New Years Honours List, ‘for services to Transgender People’.  Alice Purnell contributed “Why does transexuality exist?” and “TV, TG, TS – What’s in a label?” in Michael Trevor Haslam’s volume Transvestism: A Guide. Beaumont Trust, 1993. Michael Haslam was one of the psychiatrists who starred in the Kerr-Haslam scandal. Haslam and his colleague William Kerr were Top Docs based in Yorkshire who raped and assaulted their female patients over decades under the guise of ‘sex therapy’. Numerous complaints were made about them by patients and a la Dafydd, their activities were openly discussed. An Angel who raised concerns was demoted and a Professor at Leeds who complained about them was told to shut it or he’d lose his job. There was no investigation until the 1990s when Kerr and Haslam were approaching retirement. Only one of them was imprisoned and not for very long. See post ‘All The Ingredients Of A Scandal’. One woman patient who had been assaulted by them was told that she would not be allowed to amend the records that they compiled about her. When the scandal finally hit the media, representatives of MIND who had ignored my complaints about those we know and love in north Wales appeared on prime time TV declaring that they were shocked and disgusted.


John Randell died of a heart attack in 1982. Just as Mary Wynch’s litigation against Dafydd and the gang began to move in the direction of the Master of the Rolls…

Here’s a few of the Expert’s contributions to the World Of Knowledge. I haven’t got the time to review them here, but I can guarantee that there’ll be plenty of laffs for anyone who reads them.

  • John B. Randell. “The Early Recognition of Psychiatric Disorders in Adults”. Medicine Illustrated, vol IV, 215-220, 1950.
  • John B. Randell. “Euphoriant Effects Of “Preludin”. The British Medical Journal. 2, 5043, 1957: 508-509.
  • John B. Randell. “Transvestitism And Trans-Sexualism: A Study Of 50 Cases”. The British Medical Journal. 2, 5164, 1959: 1448-1452.
  • John B. Randell. Cross Dressing and the Desire to change Sex, MD Thesis, University of Wales, 1960.
  • John B. Randell. “Preoperative and Postoperative Status of Male and Female Transsexuals” in Richard Green & John Money (eds), Transsexualism and Sex Reassignment, Johns Hopkins University Press, 1969.
  • John B. Randell. “Indications for Sex Reassignment Surgery” Archives of Sexual Behavior, 1:2, 153-161, 1971.
  • John B. Randell. Sexual Variations. London: Priory Press. 1973.
  • John B. Randell. Transsexualism and its management, Nursing Mirror, 45-47, 1977.
  • David Pearson (dir). A Change of Sex. With Julia Grant. BBC TV. 1980.
  • Alice Purnell. “Dr John Randell”, Beaumont Bulletin, 14:2, 1982.
  • “Dr J.B. Randell”,  S.H.A.F.T. Newsletter, 15, 1982.
  • Dave King. “Pioneers of Transgendering: John Randell, 1918-1982”. University of Ulster: Gendys Conference, 2002www.gender.org.uk/conf/2002/king22.htm.

I don’t know whether the offensive John Randell of Charing Cross had offspring who became Top Docs as so many Top Docs do, but there is a Dr John Randall who was/is the Clinical Lead for the Blackburn with Darwen NHS Clinical Commissioning Group. His surname is Randall rather than Randell, but one look at Dr Randall’s biography tells us that he will know about the ring in the north west of England which was facilitated by Dafydd’s mates:

Dr Randall, MB ChB, MRCGPDRCOG, DipOccMED, qualified from Manchester University in 1988. He completed his hospital vocational training in Blackburn before becoming a GP in his current practice, in 1992; he is GP Principal at Oakenhurst Medical Practice in Barbara Castle Health Centre. Prior to the CCG forming in 2013, Dr Randall was a lead GP in Cardio Vascular Health for Blackburn with Darwen Primary Care Trust from 2002 until 2008.  As well as working in Occupational Medicine in various Lancashire industries, he was elected by his colleagues to the Local Medical Committee in 2011 and subsequently Vice Chair in 2012. He is a passionate advocate in emphasising the true value of family medicine. Dr Randall is married with three teenage children.  His interests outside of medicine include Manchester City FC, exploring the Highlands of Scotland and long distance running.

John Randell the offensive git from Charing Cross is all over the internet on trans websites; I note that he was linked with many of those we know and love who have starred on this blog before, particularly the lunatic Cardiff University contingent such as Dr Roy Mottram, who was a leading light in the Beaumont Society, along with Alice Purnell. See previous posts. The medical students at Cardiff in the 1980s knew that Mottram et al were bonkers and to be avoided and by the time that they were junior doctors they knew about Dafydd’s gang, about George Thomas, the lot. Those who didn’t want to be forced out of medicine and have their lives destroyed kept quiet about all of it. Those docs are now in their late 50s/early 60s and occupy roles as Professors and leaders of the profession. The gang rape of children and murders of witnesses. They knew about it.

After the offensive git from Charing Cross blocked Julia Grant’s surgery, Julia found another surgeon who Helped, Dr Michael Royle. After her gender reassignment surgery, Julia subsequently haemorrhaged, collapsed and nearly died. She was taken to hospital and was accused of having performed an abortion on herself. The Top Docs didn’t even realise that Julia didn’t have a uterus in which to gestate a foetus to abort, but had in fact undergone reassignment surgery which had gone horribly wrong. Julia believed that the Top Docs didn’t understand what had happened because in those days gender reassignment was so rare. No, they were either grossly incompetent or they knew that Julia had crossed the path of the Fuhrer in Charing Cross so like Brown and I, Julia was on the blacklist and competent healthcare would never be forthcoming. I have not read anything that suggests that Dr Michael Royle, the surgeon who nearly killed Julia and left her with lifelong disabilities, was ever the focus of an investigation.

When the documentary about Julia Grant that I watched was screened, I was in the throes of Empowered Service Userdom and was regularly being arrested by Dafydd’s gang on the grounds of their perjury. I watched the documentary with Patient F and we discussed how Julia’s life had been wrecked by the Top Docs. A few days later we discussed the programme with Ella Fisk, the Angel who ran the day centre at the Hergest Unit. Ella told us that she was incensed by Randell’s treatment of his patient and that when she was young, she had known a lot of Top Docs like that, but now things were very different. Ella knew about Dafydd and the gang. She knew that at the very time that she had that discussion with me, that I had no idea that Tony Francis had for years being forging documents and evidence about my alleged ‘dangerousness’, that he was still doing this and that Francis and Dafydd had collected ‘evidence’ from numerous third parties, even from people with links to the gang who knew me in Somerset when I was a teenager, which was being accumulated to justify my incarceration in a secure hospital.

Ella didn’t conduct herself like they did, I liked Ella, but she knew what they were doing and did not raise any concerns. I suspect that Ella was terrified of them. But the security services knew what they were doing as well and they didn’t stop them either.

There is a lot of info about the Charing Cross Gender Identity Clinic and it’s history online; it is fascinating stuff and I could be blogging about that alone for several posts, so I’ll just make a few brief observations here. People involved with the Charing Cross GIC were also involved with the Albany Trust, which has at times conducted out research in support of paedophilia. The Albany Trust received Home Office funding when Leon Brittan was Home Secretary.

Rachael Webb underwent gender reassignment surgery as a result of a referral from Charing Cross. I encountered Rachael Webb when I worked at Bangor University. After Brown and I had appeared in the media discussing the parlous state of the mental health services, Rachael began e mailing me. That was fine by me, we received communication from a few people who had been treated appallingly but who’s complaints had got nowhere and one couple were in hiding after having received threats. However it became clear that Rachael’s reason for contacting me wasn’t to support an improved deal for the targets of those we know and love. Rachael asked Brown and I to act as expert witnesses to help her to get her HGV licence back after she had lost it as the result of a drink driving conviction. I explained that we were sociologists, we were in no position to act as expert medical witnesses. She suggested that we should just lie. I said no. So Rachael offered to pay us to lie. I said no and Rachael told me that it was OK to lie as an expert witness, a Top Doctor had done it before for her… He was probably called Dafydd.

 

John Randell’s partner in crime, Peter Phillip, who performed the surgery on those whom Randell deemed suitable on the basis that they had the characteristics of Real Women and wore nylons, girdles, ran a duster over the shelves daily and couldn’t do science, was a urologist. Virtually all trace of Peter Phillip has been eliminated from the internet. North Wales however has its very own Peter Phillip, in terms of a urologist who was enthusiastic about gender reassignment surgery. I am talking about Dr Chris aka Christine Evans, a local celeb in Denbighshire. Dr Chris is a retired surgeon who worked at the lethal Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, but like Dafydd, Dr Chris continued working after retirement and used this to protect Dafydd’s gang. Dr Chris also served as a Councillor for Prestatyn and was a mover and shaker behind ‘The Raven’, a community pub. Dr Chris helpfully wrote a blog in her capacity as a Councillor, in which she explained that she would ensure that the jobs of her surgeon colleagues at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd would be protected now that they were under threat. Were these surgeons local heroes, dedicated to their patients? No. They were grossly incompetent, had killed a few too many people and openly boasted that they were running the ‘service’ for their convenience, not for that of the patients. They were so bad that even the Royal College of Surgeons wrote a report condemning them and saying that the situation could not be allowed to continue. Call Dr Chris!

The surgeons of Ysbyty Glan Clwyd had disgraced themselves to such a degree that no-one would listen to the word of a surgeon from Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, so Dr Chris couldn’t wield influence in that way. Dr Chris hit on a better ruse. Dr Chris doubled up as a Patients’ Champ and got her mates to appoint her to the post of Leader of the North Wales Community Health Council, the Patients’ Voice and Watchdog. It wasn’t difficult for Dr Chris to do this, because the CHC appointments are not in the gift of a democratic vote on the part of any group of patients, they are instead the responsibility of the Welsh Gov’t and County Councils. Dr Chris wasn’t the only Top Doc on the CHC; there was a GP from Anglesey as well as Dr Sadie Francis. Other CHC members included Councillors and their relatives or other NHS staff and their friends and relatives. More recently, Eleanor Burnham, a former Lib Dem AM who was a social work manager and member of the Mental Health Tribunal for the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, arrived on the CHC after poor old Dr Chris resigned in the wake of revelations re her agenda. See previous posts…

When Dr Chris was the Patients’ Voice, the CHC simply refused to investigate complaints about the mental health services, as well as many other matters. Dr Chris had to attend the Betsi Board meetings in her capacity as the Patients’ Champ, so Dr Chris would turn up for the meeting, stay for the first 15 minutes during which time she would Give Her Orders and then would walk out, leaving everyone else to remain for the rest of the 2 hour (or longer) meeting.

I studied Dr Chris and I noticed that she was of the variety of Lady Surgeon who was so butch that she certainly wouldn’t pass John Randall’s Femininity Test. Dr Chris, being a urologist, was well-known for operating on men’s bits and she would use her status in this regard to intimidate men. All men, not just men upon whom she had operated. This is a known technique of Lady Doctors like Dr Chris; Dr Chris had a reputation among women patients of being a crude old bag who was not to be taken seriously, but men are less likely to take the piss out of the Dr Chris’s of the earth. It’s OK men, we did it for you! Dr fucking Chris had no idea of the hilarity that she elicited, which was how I was able to gather so much info on her and publicise why she had led a Military Coup at the CHC.

Dr Chris was a friend of Tony Francis.

Dr Chris enjoyed photo opportunities and during her Brave Battle to defend the jobs of the mates of a gang of paedophiles who were maiming and killing their patients. Dr Chris had her photo taken with Wales’s most famous transgender person and indeed one of the most well-known trans people in the world, the travel writer Jan Morris. When Jan was James, she was part of the 1953 Everest expedition team, along with Sir Charles Evans, the Principal of UNCW for so many years… Jan and her son Twm Morys, another well-known Welsh writer, were generous in their praise of Dr Chris. Jan used to be a posh English man from Oxford but he reinvented himself as a Welsh woman of the proletariat. Jan’s son Twm spent his early years in Oxford, then went to Shrewsbury School, but he too is now a patriotic Welshman. I have no objection to this, of course it’s great when people who migrate to Wales love the country and Jan and Twm are both talented writers, but they have certainly provided much good PR for some very unpleasant people. See previous posts…

Jan Morris was one of John Randell’s patients in the early 1960s. Randell did offer Jan surgery but she could only have surgery in the UK if she divorced her wife, which, to Jan’s credit, she refused to do. So Jan went to Casablanca and had surgery there. Jan’s book ‘Conundrum’ provided an account of it. Jan has not suffered at the hands of John Randell, Dr Chris et al in the way that so many others have, because Jan is posh, she has money and is a famous writer. So the Top Docs who butcher and abuse the proles use Jan for a bit of free publicity when anyone dares challenge them.

 

The security services knew that John Randell was a dangerous doctor who was part of a network facilitating serious organised crime. No-one stopped him. Hundreds of vulnerable, desperate patients continued to be sent into his jaws, as well as into the jaws of his mates.

So why did you let it happen then MI5? It wasn’t just me, I was just one who happened to survive. Where were the public warnings? Why were patients not told?

Julia Grant was part of the LGBT scene in Manchester in the 1980s and 90s. She knew about Bob Hobson et al and she knew about the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal as well. I bet that Julia also knew about Sir Peter Morrison in Chester and the Westminster Paedophile Ring. If a kid who had grown up in care in north Wales could tell me some 10 yrs ago about the ‘vice ring’ in Buck House involving Backstairs Billy aka William Tallon, the Queen Mum’s loyal retainer who died from an HIV related illness in 2007, why was that vice ring only reported in the media recently? It was in existence by the 1980s and probably years before then.

Now don’t you worry my dear, we’ll look after you…

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An major issue of national security and indeed international security, this network of traffickers jetted off abroad and had a global network. MI5 infiltrated the network successfully years ago, yet they did not stop the abuse of patients, some of whom died. They did not protect people like my friends and I who had begun to realise the enormity of the wrongdoing, instead they did all that they could to put us out of action. Meanwhile a constant source of prey for those we know and love were Referred For Help. Whatever MI5 did do about those we know and love, it was far too little too late. You needed a plant in medicine who would have brought down the Top Docs 30 yrs ago C or M or whatever your name is. That was where the source of the biggest problem was.

 

Recent posts have explained how Dafydd was a personal mate of Harold Wilson’s Health Minister, 1964-68, Sir Kenneth Robinson. Like David Ennals, Robinson was a big wig in MIND, so helped Dafydd from that angle as well as during the course of his job in Gov’t. I explained in one of my comments following my post ‘The Big Questions’ that I have just acquired a copy of Richard Crossman’s ‘Diaries’. I have already spotted some treasures in Vol III, 1968-70, regarding Brian Abel-Smith and Peter Shore.

Professor Brian Abel-Smith was the LSE economist who designed the flawed economic model which underpinned Nye’s NHS and who oversaw the escalating problems for the next few decades until in 1978, even Abel-Smith gave up with the  civil wars and the intransigent and greedy Top Docs and left his role as a DHSS adviser to take a job as adviser to Peter Shore, the Labour MP for Stepney, 1964-74 and for Tower Hamlets, Stepney and Poplar, then Bethnal Green and Stepney, 1974-97.

Abel-Smith went to work for Peter Shore when Shore was Secretary of State for the Environment and  advised Shore on housing and urban planning issues.

Shore was the MP for a constituency in which Dafydd’s partner gang was busy. Kids in care from Shore’s patch were sent to children’s homes in north Wales. Shore sprang into action to keep the gang out of serious slurry again in the mid-late 1980s, when the HIV infected kids in care who had been trafficked back to the East End as rent boys began dying of AIDS. Shore extracted funding out of Ken Clarke at the DoH to convert the disused Mildmay Mission Hospital in Shoreditch into an AIDS hospice. The victims of John Allen and Dafydd’s gang died in invisibility as their Confidentiality Was Protected, because they were People Who Were Stigmatised. See post ‘Apocalypse Now’.

Shore was Head of the Labour Party’s Research Dept, 1959-64. He was PPS to the PM Harold Wilson, 1965-66; Joint Parliamentary Secretary to the Ministry of Technology, 1966-67 and the Dept of Economic Affairs, 1967-69; Minister Without Portfolio, 1969-70; and in 1969, Deputy Leader of the Commons. In 1974 Shore became Secretary of State for Trade and in 1976, Secretary of State for the Environment. See previous posts for more info on Peter Shore who along with a few others was once A Future Leader Of The Labour Party.

Shore’s constituency was the turf of Lord Elwyn-Jones and his artist wife, Pearl Binder and their social worker son. See previous posts…

Abel-Smith was gay – it was why he turned down the offer of a safe Labour seat, he feared that his ‘private life’ would be made public and cause huge damage – and he and his partner ran a gents outfitters/fashion chain which flogged clothes to the best, including the Rolling Stones, the Beatles and the Who. Dafydd’s gang procured sex workers for those on the rock and pop scene at that time. See previous posts for info…

Abel-Smith was appointed Prof of Social Administration at the LSE in 1965, the year that he launched his fashion chain. He was a member of the South West Metropolitan Regional Hospital Board, 1956-63; Chairman of the Chelsea and Kensington Hospital Management Committee, 1962-62; a Governor of Tommy’s, 1957-68 and of the Maudsley and Institute of Psychiatry, 1963-67. Abel-Smith was a Governor of every institution in which Dafydd and his mates were facilitating a sex abuse ring. Abel-Smith served as a Senior Adviser to the Secretary of State for the DHSS, 1968-70 and was reappointed in 1974.

A gang of paedophiles ran the NHS and things were arranged to ensure that they were placed in positions which enabled them to do this. Brown has told me for years that a great many people’s careers and liberty depended upon and still depend upon Dafydd remaining unchallenged, no matter what he did/does.

I have also learnt from Crossman’s Diaries that Peter Shore’s wife was a Formidable Lady Doctor, Dr Elizabeth Shore. Prior to marrying Shore, she was Dr Elizabeth Wrong no less. Dr Wrong married Peter Shore in 1948. She was a Fellow, Royal College of Physicians, London; a Member, Royal College of Surgeons; a Fellow, Faculty of Community Medicine; a Member, Royal College of Physicians, London.

Dr Elizabeth Shore was Deputy Chief Medical Officer for the DHSS, 1977- 1984, while the Secretaries of State for the DHSS were David Ennals, then Patrick Jenkin, then Norman Fowler. While Dr Liz was at the top of the DHSS, Mary Wynch was unlawfully arrested and imprisoned, kids in care in north Wales were being gang raped, trafficked, fitted up for criminal offences and found dead, as were psych patients. Gwynne the lobotomist was sitting in the UCNW Student Heath Centre running the trafficking ring and Brown and I were openly threatened. St George’s were running their ring in south London, assisted by the Maudsley and others… At the DHSS, Health Minister Lord Simon Glenarthur – who for years was a Director of the MDU, which supplied the legal advisers to Dafydd and the Drs Francis, legal advisers who knew that all three of them had perjured themselves when they demanded my imprisonment – ordered the NHS to use blood products purchased from the US known to be infected with Hep B and HIV. Thousands of patients became infected and many have died, more will do. See previous posts.

It was when Dr Liz was Deputy CMO that Patient F found out about the boys in the Ty Newydd children’s home in Bangor being violently assaulted by their social workers. Patient F challenged the social workers about it and dared tell other people. He was soon visited by the Drug Squad, fitted up for class A drugs, then for arson, then imprisoned in Risley Remand Centre where he heard what was probably a murder of an inmate by the screws, was then transferred to the ‘care’ of Dafydd, who sectioned him for a year in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh… In 1993, the gang prevented F having any access to his new baby after accusing him of being a risk to the baby and placed the baby with a family containing two known child abusers. F never saw his son again.

Patrick Jenkin was a member of Middle Temple, alongside Ronnie Waterhouse and was of the same vintage as Ronnie. When questioned on matters of equal pay, Patrick Jenkin stated that if God had wanted us to have equal pay, He would not have created Man and Woman. And when they say no they mean yes. Jenkin’s son Lord Bernard and Bernard’s Lady wife are both busy Tory peers. See previous posts.

Norman Fowler was the man who, along with Dr Liz’s boss Sir Donald Acheson – another mate of Dafydd’s – persuaded Thatch to agree to the AIDS public education programme, although Thatch had traumas over the references to the words ‘back passage’, by explaining to her than those friends and Ministers of hers who were forcing their members into the back passages of the boys in care in north Wales and elsewhere were at serious risk of contracting a virus which would kill them and even BUPA wouldn’t be able to save their lives. Someone explained to Thatch that when Peter Morrison had anal sex with kids in care, his penis ruptured the capillaries in their back passages and HIV, being carried in body fluids, was a lot more likely to be transmitted than when Denis did the business with Thatch via her front bottom. Although had Denis been infected, Thatch would not have been 100% safe. Which is why the people forced into sex work by Dafydd charged extra for Doing It Without A Condom. See previous posts for more Acheson and Fowler-related fun.

Thatch allowed the public education campaigned but she was shocked and disgusted at What They Did and we really Didn’t Need To Hear About It All The Time.

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Dr Liz was Dean of Postgrad Medicine for the North-West Thames Region, 1985-93 and Dean of Postgrad Medical Education for the North Thames Region, 1993-95.

Dr Liz was a Director of the Medical Women’s Federation, 1991-92 and the Policy Studies Institute, 1992-98.

Dr Liz was appointed Companion, Order of the Bath (C.B.) in 1980. As Mary Wynch finally emerged from the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and Mr Thrope had just a few months previously been found Not Guilty.

Dr Liz became Lady Shore of Stepney on 5 June 1997, when her people trafficking husband became Lord Shore, as the world called the former kids in care who were by then giving evidence to the Waterhouse Inquiry liars because they had criminal convictions – witnesses to Dafydd’s criminality ended up with criminal convictions, even those who were medical researchers with postgrad degrees – and drug problems. One of the Shores’ children died as a result of illicit drug use.

The Shores were a couple of swells who lived in the best hotels.

We’ve got a Lady Doctor if you’d prefer to see her!

Can you just find me one who’s not a bloody sociopath working for a gang of sex offenders, male, female or intersex, I don’t mind really?

They All Did it To Help The Poor!

Roman Road, Bow in the 1960s

  • Bethnal Green, where in 1986, I and my friends were threatened by sex offenders and nasties linked to Dafydd’s gang (see previous posts eg. ‘The Turn Of The Screw’), was on Lord and Lady S’s manor. The area has now been gentrified, so the Poor who were Helped can’t afford to live there any longer.

Meet The Gwerin!

Some scholars of Wales have maintained that until relatively recently, Wales was a land peopled by a ‘gwerin’, a population of rural dwelling folk indigenous to Wales who formed a sort of classless society in which there was no sub-group in a dominant social position. Other people have  maintained that the notion of a gwerin is silly – I think the person who was ruder about the idea of a gwerin than most was Kim Howells, I imagine that he had some very harsh words for the gwerin once he’d stopped rolling around laughing – and that Wales was as much of a class-based society as most other societies. There was indeed a class structure in Wales and quite a rigid one, but it was not one that equated very well to the class structure used by sociologists who wrote about England. This used to cause Brown and I a lot of problems when journal articles that we had written about the recent history of Wales were peer-reviewed by people who very obviously had a great deal of experience of urban English sociology but did not know much about rural Wales fifty years ago. Rude comments would be returned such as ‘the authors state that these were disadvantaged people. Farmers are not disadvantaged people.’ Well no, barley barons in Lincolnshire aren’t, but they are not quite in the same situation as certain Snowdonia hill farmers were in the 1950s…

The excesses of journal reviewers notwithstanding, I cannot really subscribe to the notion of a gwerin, but I know that some of those who were very influential in UCNW (Bangor University) in previous generations absolutely maintained that a gwerin existed and indeed that they were members of the said gwerin. A number of the gwerin who ran UCNW also ran a trafficking gang along with Dafydd, which targeted, er, the lower orders. Which sounds rather to me like a class structure.

I was dwelling on the gwerin the other day when I was reading Dr David Roberts’s 2009 book on the history of Bangor University. Dr Roberts’s volume names a few who most definitely believed themselves to be of the gwerin and the names were familiar to me; I can remember some of them from my days as an undergrad and I was aware of others because parts of Bangor University are named after them etc. Dr Roberts’s book gives detailed accounts of some legendary events in the recent history of Bangor, including those which set the scene when the cohort of students of which I was one arrived.

I have mentioned in previous posts that UCNW was in danger of shutting down in the 1980s after an onslaught from the UGC. I had always believed that the axe was wielded by Sir Peter Swinnerton-Dyer in the mid-1980s (see previous posts), but Dr Roberts’s book informs us that a near killer blow was inflicted upon UCNW by the UGC in 1981, which shattered the paedophiles’ friends who were running UCNW at the time. It was when the axe was about to be wielded again a few years later that someone thought to remind Thatch’s Gov’t that this institution was full of people who were facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring or were keeping quiet about it. The member of the gwerin who actually reminded the UGC of that was a man called Alwyn Roberts, a PVC whom I have been told also spent time as a missionary. According to Dr Roberts’s book, Alwyn Roberts worked as a senior lecturer in the Dept of Social Theory and Institutions (the Dept where I worked after finishing my PhD, but it was known by then as Social Sciences), but in the late 1970s when UCNW was in deep financial difficulty, a reorganisation took place and Alwyn Roberts became Director of Extra-Mural Studies.

The Waterhouse Report provides much information about the qualifications and work histories of those accused of abusing kids in north Wales or colluding with abuse. I have mentioned previously that a great many of those who abused the kids qualified at Cartrefle College at Wrexham, which became NEWI and then Glyndwr University. I received information from a former Cartrefle student telling me that standards were very low there and that the social work course tutors had an arrangement with Nefyn Dodd and Lucille Hughes to identify students who were potential whistleblowers and either remove them from the course or to force them out of their jobs after they had qualified.

A number of other people named in the Waterhouse Report as abusers held either degrees from UCNW – Lucille Hughes was a UCNW graduate – or social work qualifications gained from UCNW, particularly those people in more senior positions. They will have been students in the Dept of Social Theory and Institutions. Alwyn Roberts will have known them – UCNW was and is still small enough to ensure that people in Depts do know each other – and he knew who they were working with after they qualified and what was happening to the children in their care.

Dr Roberts’s book mentions that Alwyn Roberts had served as Principal of Pachhunga Government College in India, as a member of Gwynedd County Council and as a Governor of the BBC. So Alwyn Roberts had all angles covered. He worked in the Dept which trained the social workers who were then employed in children’s homes run by Gwynedd County Council, in which a paedophile ring was operating. Or they could pop over to the children’s homes in Clwyd, which were part of the same ring. I have mentioned previously how many journos in BBC Wales were networked with Dafydd or even knew him personally and were happy top broadcast what they knew were lies about his alleged expertise and the state of the mental health services and other parts of the welfare system in north Wales. At the same time Alwyn Roberts was one of UCNW’s senior managers.

The Vice-Principal of UCNW from 1981 onward was Professor Geoff Sagar, who was a member of staff in the Dept of Plant Biology and who taught me. Geoff Sagar knew virtually everything that I have blogged about staff in Plant Biology colluding with Dafydd’s gang. He knew that some of the staff in his Dept were married to people who were members of the gang because they were married to social workers or Top Doctors and he knew that one of his lecturers, John Wilson, was having sex with local school girls and that this was openly discussed. It was of course openly discussed in terms of people’s concerns that John was going to get caught, rather than with any degree of concern as to what was happening to the girls. The girls whom John had been seen with were described by Dr Adrian Bell’s wife Alison, a technician in Plant Biology, as ‘rather slaggy girls’. Well they won’t have been conducting themselves in the way that most of the children of the UCNW staff were, but the kids of UCNW staff hadn’t been removed from their families and been forced to live in a children’s home where they were violently assaulted, raped and coerced into working as prostitutes. If the kids tried to make complaints to the police, the police refused to record the complaints or threatened to arrest the kids themselves.

In the 1980s, one of the Gwynedd social workers responsible for the area of Bangor in which the Ty’r Felin children’s home was located was Meri Huws (see eg. post ‘People With Energy’). Meri later became a lecturer at Coleg Menai – where many of the non-academic staff employed by UCNW trained – and the Normal College, which trained teachers and was also colluding with Dafydd’s gang. Then Meri was employed by Bangor University as the Director of the Dept of Lifelong Learning, which was the then incarnation of the Dept of Extra-Mural Studies previously run by Alwyn Roberts…

 

By the way Alison, I sat in your husband’s office distraught and told him that Brown was receiving death threats. He blanked me. As did your mate Dr D.G.E. Wood, but then Wood was facilitating the trafficking ring anyway. If two intelligent adults had gangsters after them, I don’t rate the chances of 14 year old girls. As for the student whom you described as ‘obnoxious’ after he was sectioned in Ysbyty Gwynedd by the gang, well part of his distress was that his girlfriend was being targeted by them.

Just how stupid were you all??? The undergrads were being terrorised by a criminal gang but all you could do was obsess about nonsense like them wearing alternative clothes or blowing dope, it was ridiculous. As for Dafydd famously telling the Welsh Baptist Union that learning Bible verses in Welsh as a child can protect against a serious moral collapse in later life (see post ‘A Serious Moral Collapse’), just about the only people in Bangor who hadn’t suffered from a serious moral collapse were the students and even some of them succumbed, such as the psychology and social work students.

Somebody reminded me recently that Adrian Bell’s hobby was vintage cars, he collected and traded them. I have been told that all areas of the lives of Dafydd’s Little Helpers were used to shore up the gang, so someone ought to take a look at who in the vintage car world had links with Adrian and others who worked at Bangor University or in north Wales.

 

Geoff Sagar’s son was a vet. My post ‘The Wretched Of The Earth’ described how targets of Dafydd’s gang were refused treatment for their pets by the local vets in Gwynedd. Dr Katz, a Polish vet in Llanfairfechan who dared treat the pets of those who had spilt the pints of the paedophiles, was hounded out of the area during the years after the millennium.

 

In June 1994, Alwyn Roberts led a Joint Working Party which held discussions with a view to merging UCNW with the Normal College. Dr Roberts’s book states that Alwyn was a ‘skilled negotiator’ ‘in whom officers and staff of Coleg Normal had considerable confidence’. They probably loved him because they and the teachers that they trained were also colluding with, or at best simply ignoring, the trafficking ring which Alwyn Roberts knew a great deal about.

I will return to the other people involved in these negotiations in future posts…

Dr Roberts’s book discusses the time – or rather one of the times – when key figures at UCNW all started hitting each other. I knew that things had become very fraught at UCNW in the late 1970s, which was when Dafydd had Mary Wynch illegally arrested and imprisoned; Mary worked as secretary in the massively dysfunctional Agriculture Dept, so I guessed that Mary had found something out about that Dept… What everyone knew at the time, even the students, was that the UCNW farm, which was under the domain of the Dept of Agriculture, was so badly mismanaged that it went bankrupt, plunging UCNW into severe financial difficulties. UCNW bailed College Farm out and a few years later it went bankrupt again. It was no advert for the Agri Dept or UCNW.

Lord Kenyon, the President of UCNW, 1947-82, considered his two big interests to be agriculture and health services. Lord Kenyon held numerous public positions, including that of Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority in the 1970s. Lord Kenyon’s son Thomas was known to be sexually abusing at least one boy in care in north Wales and was eventually caught red-handed in the late 1970s. The boy was sent to a detention centre after Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon made a complaint of theft against him. Among many other things, Lord Kenyon was a member of the North Wales Police Authority, a JP and the most senior Freemason in north Wales. Thomas faced no charges. Thomas died of HIV/AIDS in 1993. See previous posts for further details.

Dr Roberts’s book explains that UCNW became increasingly troubled during the latter half of the 1970s. There was much friction on the basis of language, with some students and staff feeling that there were far too many students from England who were overwhelming Welsh speaking students. This was a sore point for many because UCNW was proud of being a local, Welsh institution which had been established for people in north Wales.

Sir Charles Evans, the Principal of UCNW, 1958-84, was Welsh in that he grew up in north Wales and had learnt Welsh as a boy, but Sir Charles is the sort of person that demonstrated the myth of a gwerin. Sir Charles was ‘Welsh’ but he was posh. He was sent away to a public school at a young age – Shrewsbury – and then went to Oxford where he studied medicine. Charles Evans was completely unsympathetic to the concerns and protests of the Welsh language students and took a highly confrontational approach to them. The students enjoyed a lot of support from some of the gwerin on the staff, including those in very senior positions and the gwerin went to war with Charles Evans in an attempt to force him to retire.

In April 1981 – three months before the UGC wrote to UCNW telling them that they were going to be clobbered financially – a group of fourteen senior academics at UCNW signed a letter to Lord Kenyon stating that Sir Charles Evans could no longer ‘carry the burden’ of leadership. Non-professorial staff also wrote about their concerns re the ‘present leadership’. By April 1981, Mary Wynch had begun legal action against Dafydd and the gang and it was clear that everyone could find themselves in a lot of trouble.

Sir Charles had been in a wheelchair for a long while having developed MS when he was quite a young man, which was why he gave up his job as a Top Doctor in Liverpool to become Principal of UCNW in the 1950s and he was becoming increasingly disabled. However Evans was a member of the successful 1953 Everest expedition so he was made of stern stuff and was fuming at being told that he wasn’t up to it any longer, although he was fully aware that he wasn’t able to do the sorts of things that he had even just a few years previously. Evans maintained that the College was being subjected to ‘wanton efforts at disruption by small groups of misguided people’. Which it was, they were assisting a trafficking gang which Evans had ignored because many of his Top Doctor colleagues had been involved for years, but now the gwerin were at each others throats.

Lord Kenyon was most concerned at the escalating civil war and consulted his Vice-Presidents, Sir Elwyn Jones and O.V. Jones.

I discussed Sir Elwyn Jones and his wrongdoing in my post ‘How Much Greater Is A Man Than A Sheep?’. Sir Elwyn was a solicitor who also served as the Labour MP for Conway. Sir Elwyn Jones was a member of the Caernarfonshire County Council1945-69. Lucille Hughes worked as a children’s social worker for Caernarfonshire County Council. Sir Elwyn knew about Dafydd’s gang in its early days and indeed the abuse in the region which pre-existed Dafydd’s gang upon which Dafydd built. Sir Elwyn’s son Elwyn Jones was also a solicitor in Bangor and served as the Treasurer of UCNW. Elwyn Jones the son of Sir Elwyn was most definitely a crook, he was fully on board with Dafydd and the gang and was involved with the fitting up of innocent people who were targeted by the gang (see previous posts). David Jones, the present Tory MP for Clwyd West, worked in Elwyn Jones’s practice in Bangor in the 1980s when Elwyn Jones helped the gang frame people.

O.V. Jones had served as a senior Council member and was one of those who was supportive of the Welsh language protests on the part of the students. In 1976 four students officers of the Cymric Society were suspended from UCNW for their role in the occupation of a College building and this was followed by a massive student protest in the town of Bangor which was addressed by that well-known member of the gwerin, Dafydd Iwan. Dafydd Iwan later became a Gwynedd County Councillor and then leader of the Council when the gang raged within the Council’s children’s homes. Another student occupation followed and the College authorities applied for a High Court order to repossess the building. O.V. Jones, a Welsh speaking obstetrician, was right behind the students and raised concerns at the harsh treatment of the four who had been suspended from College. O.V. Jones asked for clemency to be shown and was joined in this by the Archbishop of Wales, Gwilym Williams, a man who was fully on board with Dafydd’s gang (see previous posts).

Gwilym Williams was one of those who, along with Alwyn Roberts, used his knowledge of Dafydd’s gang to twist the arm of the Thatcher’s Gov’t with regard to Welsh language issues such as the creation of S4C and the passing of the Welsh Language Act, 1993. Thatcher was utterly unsympathetic to these matters that were dear to the hearts of the gwerin, but a few words in the ear of Willie Whitelaw and others about that gang soon did the trick (see posts eg. ‘The Cradle Of Filth’ and ‘A Bit More Paleontology’).

O.V. Jones also knew about the grim reality of Dafydd’s gang and was part of the nuts and bolts of that gang. Previous posts (eg. ‘I Predict A Riot’, ‘Yours Truly, Angry Mob’ and ‘It’s Bachman Turner Overdrive – Not Arf’) have detailed how all the Top Docs in north Wales co-operated to unlawfully ensure that no woman in north Wales could access NHS abortions, even years after the Abortion Act 1967. However any woman with the money would be referred on demand to a private abortionist in Chester who was known to have put women’s lives at risk. When freshers enrolled at UCNW, one of the first things that they were given was information on to how to access a private abortion via a referral from the Student Health Centre. Brown and I thought that this was rather unsavoury and a strange thing to prioritise, but we didn’t realise that a trafficking ring was operating in the region, targeting female students as well as other people and that the people running the ring were the very same Top Doctors who denied women NHS abortions but referred them to their mate in Chester for a fee, no questions asked. Less privileged women who didn’t have the dosh for the butcher in Chester were sent to stay at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh to be ‘assessed’ by Dafydd, where the view was taken by everyone who sexually exploited them there that they couldn’t get more pregnant and they were then denied an NHS abortion anyway because everyone was. The women did not emerge from Denbigh with a baby, yet a great many of them went through the doors pregnant.

O.V. Jones will have known what was happening to those babies. He will also have known about the babies who were unlawfully removed from some adult women with full capacity who gave birth at St David’s Hospital during the 1970s after their families had conspired with Top Doctors; he will have known about the obstetrician working at St David’s in the 1970s and 80s who was so dangerous that he left several babies brain damaged or dead and who was smuggled quietly out to begin a new career in Australia after he inflicted serious injuries on the baby of a policeman who was not going to keep quiet about it; he will have known about the forced sterilisations of Denbigh patients to avoid any problematic pregnancies as a result of them being abused by mental health staff and prostituted by the gang; he’ll have known about the girls in the children’s homes being fitted up with contraceptives at the age of 13 or 14; he’ll have known about the kids in children’s homes becoming pregnant and catching STIs; and he’ll have known about the underaged girls who were not in care but became pregnant being denied abortions and told ‘you got yourself here, you can now look after the baby’ when they very obviously couldn’t cope with a baby and the baby would end up being taken into care during the early years and handed over to the trafficking gang… See previous posts eg. ‘The BMA And It’s Ethics’.

O.V. Jones and his mates were responsible for a bloody nightmare of the sort that laypeople believed had died out decades previously in mainland Britain. Everyone conspired to keep quiet about this, including the gwerin.

The gwerin continued fighting each other at UCNW and in June 1982 Charles Evans announced that he would retire in 1984, but by then he would have reached retirement age anyway. In Oct 1982 the gwerin forced Lord Kenyon out of his position as President and another paedophiles’ friend of the highest order was parachuted in to replace him, Sir William Mars-Jones, a corrupt High Court judge from a Denbighshire farming family and a friend of Sir Ronald Waterhouse. See previous posts.

In Jan 1983, O.V. the family butcher became Chair of Council at UCNW and it nearly ended in tears very shortly afterwards. In May 1982 UCNW had advertised for a new Registrar but the selection committee did not appoint any candidate. The post was readvertised in Jan 1983 and in March 1983, the selection committee, led by O.V. the family butcher, recommended the appointment of Frederick Smyth, then Registrar and Deputy Secretary of Stirling University, a non-Welsh speaker. The UCNW Council then blocked the appointment. The warring gwerin on the Council had appointed Gwyn R. Thomas as Acting Registrar in Dec 1982 and although the appointment was confirmed at a later date, O.V. the family butcher threatened to resign as Chair of Council. The gwerin somehow persuaded him not to. I would not be surprised if that was related to the havoc that had broken out in the Student Health Centre by the summer of 1983 as a result of the chaos resulting from Dr D.G.E. Wood and his colleagues being far more interested in running a trafficking ring than caring for their patients. If the ship lost the family butcher there is no telling what would have happened.

Gwyn R. Thomas must have been the long thin man who was the Registrar whom I went to see in 1984 to raise my concerns about Gwynne the lobotomist forging medical records and libelling me. The long thin man just freaked after about two minutes and threw me out of his office, because I suspect he knew how far this would unravel if anyone tugged at a few of the threads.

 

People like Lord Kenyon – who didn’t speak Welsh and was based in Shropshire – did not equate to any aspect of the gwerin’s notion of what the gwerin was, but this gwerin were all in it together, literally. That is what really bound the gwerin together rather than any Welshness or classlessness. Gwerin like Sir William Mars-Jones – who fulfilled the qualities of a member of the gwerin in that he was rural and Welsh – and Dafydd, who was quite happy to lay claim to being a member of the gwerin when it suited him although he was accumulating vast wealth by procuring child sex workers for Thatcher’s friends, were essential to the working of a huge machine that the rest of the gwerin were depending on for a comfortable life. After all if the gwerin didn’t have jobs for themselves and their families as teachers, lecturers, social workers, Angels etc they’d be in the same boat as those who were being fed into Dafydd’s machine along with their children, which was not an appealing prospect.

 

Previous posts have discussed at length how the member of the gwerin which was Dafydd networked with corrupt professionals and elites in England which was what completely protected him, while he really shafted the locals as well as the kids in the children’s homes in north Wales, many of whom were disadvantaged kids imported from English metropolitan Councils.

Before Dafydd and John Allen ever went into business big time in the late 1960s, Dafydd and Gwynne the lobotomist had a sound track record of serving the interests of the most unlikely gwerin, such as Bertrand Russell and his friend Sir Clough Williams-Ellis’s bohemian mates of the Bloomsbury Set in England who holidayed at Croesor in north Wales. See previous posts eg. ‘The Village’ and ‘So Who Was Angry About What?’.

 

So let’s meet yet more of those very grand powerful gwerin who doubled up as really grand Top Doctors, upon who’s support Dafydd’s gang in north Wales were 100% dependant. O.V. the Welsh family butcher could never have kept this show on the road alone.

Dafydd’s gang’s powerbase lay in Liverpool and London. Liverpool was known as the ‘capital of north Wales’ for a long time; there was/is a big Welsh community in Liverpool and in north Wales the influence of Top Doctors who trained at Liverpool exceeds the influence of Top Doctors who trained at Cardiff. Liverpool Medical School saw itself as superior to Cardiff Medical School, but both institutions were concealing the serious crime committed by Dafydd and the gang.

Dr Roberts’s book on the history of Bangor University noted that Prof Fergus Lowe massively expended the Psychology Dept in the late 1980s and 90s by ‘working with health authorities’. Yes, Fungus knew what the Top Docs were up to and he knew what they had done to me and my friends, including killing one of them and Fungus had them all over a barrel. The research funding poured in…

Let us start with a lifelong and close friend of Sir Charles Evans himself, a Lady Doctor, Anne McCandless.

McCandless’s biography gives every indication that she knew about the trafficking ring in north Wales with which Sir Charles Evans colluded throughout the years that he was Principal of UCNW, 1958-84. Although much of this blog discusses paedophile/trafficking gangs, I am not someone who believes that every other person is a paedophile; the problems is rather that the many, many relatives/friends/colleagues/associates of those who are sexually abusing or exploiting people collude with, or cover-up, for them, even when they are fully aware of what is going on. That has caused the real rot. I imagine that Anne McCandless fell into this category.

Anne McCandless was a fellow medical student of Charles Evans who lived in the same house in Liverpool as Evans did when he was appointed as a surgical registrar to the Northern Hospital. Like Evans and Denise Morin, whom Evans married, Anne McCandless was a keen mountaineer. She will have climbed in Snowdonia, it is the mecca for the day to day climbing activities of mountaineers in the north west of England and is used as a training ground to prepare for the big expeditions to places like the Himalayas.

The Royal College of Physician’s ‘Lives of the Fellows Online’ as usual provides an interesting account of McCandless’s life.

Anne will be remembered for her mischievous sense of fun and the way she loved to shock.

The tributes in ‘Lives of the Fellows Online’ always describe the most unacceptable conduct on the part of Top Docs in a very euphemistic way, so I suspect that Anne McCandless was probably deeply unpleasant to many people.

This she did expertly with her characteristically tongue-in-cheek outrageous comments.

As I thought. Anne was a Top Doctor so it was just tongue-in-cheek outrage. If she was a patient she’d have been refused treatment on the grounds of her ‘offensive behaviour’…

She was born in Baltimore, USA. Her father, Joseph McCandless, was an industrial chemistSome three years after Anne was born, the family moved to Southport, Lancashire, where Anne attended Southport High School and then the University of Liverpool where she graduated in 1939…

Liverpool University doesn’t seem to have been too fussy with regard to the Top Doctors whom it allowed to qualify throughout much of the 20th century, after all Dafydd qualified from Liverpool in the 1950s. McCandless and Evans were of the earlier generation of Top Docs who were the senior colleagues of Dafydd and his contemporaries. No-one felt obliged to reign in anyone else no matter how appalling their misconduct. Many of the Docs of Evans’s vintage were, as was Evans himself, very much gentlemen for whom medicine was an interesting side-line while they got on with the real business of the rest of their life, which in Evans’s case was mountaineering.

Sir Robert Charles Evans
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He wanted to get to the top of Everest, he wasn’t even going to bother with ‘now don’t you worry dear, we’ll look after you’. Although it was refreshingly honest of Evans to admit that he was far more interested in trekking in the Himalayas than in looking after patients. However, even an Everest hero should have woken up when he was told that there was a massive sex abuse ring in operation in north Wales and the Top Docs in his Student Health Centre were at the centre of it. Indeed when I told that Registrar Gwyn R. Thomas that all was not as it should have been, I hadn’t got much further than ‘I wish to raise my concerns about the conduct of a man called Dr Gwynne Williams in the Student Health Centre’ and there was an explosion…

I didn’t even mention the words ‘greasy old pervert propositioning the female students’ because I knew that I’d be told that I’d ‘misunderstood’, so I stuck to the libellous comments and the altered medical records…

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The corruption in medical circles in Liverpool was probably embedded by the time that Charles Evans and Anne McCandless came along, but they certainly added to the party. Their generation of Docs are well-remembered by people of my age and many of them were obnoxious with truly dreadful attitudes to their patients or at least those who were members of the lower orders. When Ed Miliband waxes lyrical about his Uncle Harry’s dedication to the NHS, Ed fails to mention the entrenched social snobbery that Docs of Uncle Harry’s generation showed, that they had in turn learned from the generation before them. I picked up a copy of S. Mervyn Herbert’s 1939 book ‘Britain’s Health’ from a second hand book shop recently and it is a fine example of the thinking of Top Doctors of McCandless’s generation, who trained Uncle Harry et al. S. Mervyn Herbert’s book has a foreword by Lord Horder.

Lord Thomas Horder was ‘an English physician recognised as a leading clinician and diagnostician of his day’. He was educated privately and at London University and Bart’s Hospital, London. Horder began his career at Bart’s and, when still quite young, successfully made a difficult diagnosis on King Edward VII which made his reputation. His patients included every British monarch from Edward VII to Elizabeth II (except Edward VIII), as well as two PMs, Ramsey MacDonald and Bonar Law and Labour Leader Hugh Gaitskill.

Horder was involved in many official committees including advising the Ministry of Food during WW II. After the war he opposed many of Nye Bevan’s plans for the NHS and may have helped modify some of those less palatable to the medical profession. Horder held the positions of Deputy Lieutenant County of Hampshire; Extra Physician to the Queen (formerly Extra Physician to King George VI); and Consulting Physician to St Bartholomew’s Hospital (1912–1936). Horder served as President of the British Eugenics Society, 1935-49 and as President of the Cremation Society of Great Britain, 1940-55, when he died.

In 1902 Horder married Geraldine Rose Doggett. Their son was the publisher Mervyn Horder, who died in 1997. Their daughter Joy Horder was mother to architect Edward Cullinan and married to a chief physician at Bart’s.

Some senior staff at Bart’s were facilitating organised abuse very long time ago. Dafydd’s mate Professor Linford Rees added to the fun considerably in the 1990s, but there was a problem at Bart’s decades before that. Lady Juliet Bingley concealed abuse in her capacity as a leading light in MIND from the 1970s onwards but seems to have been involved in colluding with abuse in High Places previously as well and was the daughter of a Bart’s surgeon who worked as an almoner (social worker) at Bart’s.

Lord Horder dripped with contempt for the plebs as did Top Docs like McCandless and Evans. In many ways they were admirably tough which is how Evans got to the top of Everest, but that didn’t equip them very well for being Top Doctors to the masses, particularly as so many of those Top Docs came from such privileged backgrounds themselves. By the time that people of my generation encountered them, the impression gained was ‘this person really should never have thought that medicine was a suitable career for them’. I understand that it is an historical phenomenon, but Ed et al need to stop banging on about those kindly Top Docs of yesteryear who Loved Their Patients and the Poor. Most of them didn’t.

[Anne McCandless] spent the war in Paddington and Hackney…managing 150 medical and paediatric beds…

Hackney was a site of serious disadvantage and organised child abuse, which included the welfare state transporting kids to Australia knowing that they were going to lives of slave labour and cruelty and, by the 1970s of course, sending them into the arms of Dafydd’s gang in north Wales.

she held house officer appointments in anaesthesia at Derby City Hospital and Leicester Royal Infirmary,

There were long-standing paedophile rings in Derbyshire and Leicestershire which by the 1960s/70s had linked up with other rings including Dafydd’s…

but returned to Liverpool to undertake training in paediatrics under Norman Capon. She was neonatal paediatric register at the Liverpool Oxford Street Maternity Hospital and was then appointed lecturer in child health in the newly formed department of child health with clinical duties mainly at the Royal Liverpool Children’s Hospital. In 1950 she was appointed consultant paediatrician at Warrington, but after about a year she was appointed consultant paediatrician at Liverpool’s Alder Hey Children’s Hospital and also neonatal paediatrician to the maternity units at Sefton General Hospital and Broadgreen Hospital.

So McCandless was back in the nest of vipers and the facilitators of abuse in Liverpool by the late 1940s and in 1950 she was appointed to a senior position in paediatrics in the region. Dafydd’s mate and umbrella Professor Robert Owen who concealed very serious crime on the part of Dafydd et al in 1989 (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’) was a leading light in orthopaedic surgery in Liverpool in the generation which followed McCandless. Robert Owen was a consultant at Alder Hey Children’s Hospital and Broadgreen as well as at the Robert Jones and Agnes Hunt Hospital, Gobowen. Owen was a farmer’s son from Pwllheli and a key figure in the network of corrupt professionals who caused such problems in north Wales and facilitated the trafficking ring. Owen was busy calling the shots virtually until the day he died in March 2018. See post ‘In Memoriam – Professor Robert Owen’.

Her pioneering work began in Warrington.

There was abuse in children’s homes and other institutions in Warrington and the staff/abusers were part of the wider network covering the north west of England/north Wales. By the 1960s/70s, no politician in the region would do anything to tread on the toes of the ring, even when kids in care under 16 years old who were victims of the gang were fitted up and found dead in Risley Remand Centre, which was located in Warrington. After all, their constituents were those facilitating the ring. See eg. post ‘Include Me Out’.

At the time 20 per cent of all infants admitted developed gastro-enteritis and five percent died not from the original complaint but from cross-infection. To combat this Anne encouraged family doctors to keep infants out of hospital. Treating sick children out of hospital was not easy. It meant 30 domiciliary visits every year, often after midnight. The infant mortality rate was 80 per 1000 when she went to Warrington and 40 per 1000 a year later due to keeping sick infants out of hospital. When they had to be admitted to hospital, their mothers were admitted with them. In Warrington she used the private wing of the hospital to accommodate the mothers and at Alder Hey her two side wards. She also encouraged daily visits of patients to her wards, a practice which was years ahead of its time.

So, as is de rigueur, a Top Doc who knew about a growing problem of organised abuse facilitated by a criminal gang whom she remained silent about until the day that she died – seven months after the publication of the Waterhouse Report – has been constructed as a Pioneering Paediatrician who achieved Great Things. It is difficult to judge the achievements of the Top Docs because accounts of their lives are just so dishonest.

Her interest was in epilepsy and in the early 1950s she started an epileptic outpatient clinic at Alder Hey. Her neonatal unit at Sefton General Hospital was the first in the region to monitor the true glucose levels in premature babies. In 1953 she introduced endotracheal intubation and insufflation with oxygen treatment for birth asphyxia. This led to the establishment of a resuscitation centre at Alder Hey and this was the first of its kind in the country.

So whatever McCandless colluded with, her reputation was enormous and she will have been untouchable. Nothing that she did will have been questioned and if there were complaints about student or more junior staff such as Dafydd and Robert Owen, they will have been blown out of the water and the person who dared raise concerns marked for ever…

She was a general paediatrician. She married late. She met her husband Tom Rimmer (a County Councillor) when they were both members of the Liverpool Children’s Regional Hospital Committee.

This was and still is the scale of the problem…

Following retirement in 1974 Anne moved to St Andrews in Scotland where other members of her family were living.

By 1974, Dafydd’s gang were running Liverpool and north Wales was positively a production line for child sex workers. Anne’s pal Charles Evans was presiding over UCNW which by then was a deeply troubled institution and an essential part of the ring . Gangs across the whole of the UK had linked up into one big network which had also spread into mainland Europe. These criminals were untouchable and received protection from the highest levels of Gov’t. Anne McCandless will not have disappeared when she retired. Top Docs remain available long after retirement to give their unfailing support to other Top Docs who might be in trouble and to use their influence to the maximum. St Andrews is a hub of elite Top Doctors. Dafydd’s mate Bluglass is an alumnus of St Andrews University and by 1974 Bluglass was Chair of Forensic Medicine at Birmingham University and Mr Big himself. Hundreds of kids from the West Midlands were being sent to children’s homes in north Wales. St Andrews is such a hub of elite Top Doctors that the Royal and Ancient Golf Club at St Andrews doubles up as a networking base for them. Lord Robert Kilpatrick had a great time at the R&A. Kilpatrick was President of the GMC, 1989-95, during which time he colluded with a great deal of crime carried out by Top Docs including Dafydd et al. Prior to that, Kilpatrick had been Dean of Leicester Medical School when that institution had facilitated the trafficking ring which operated in Leicester which had links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales and involved Greville Janner. For more information on Kilpatrick see post ‘Remember Girls – Never Get Into A Car With A Stranger!’.

Of course by 1974, Liverpool had become famous as a result of the popular culture which had grown up in the city some 15 years or so previously – Cilla, The Beatles etc… Dafydd’s gang produced sex workers for celebs and the explosion of ‘talent’ in Liverpool, talent which was world famous and very rich by the mid-1970s, meaning that Dafydd had a whole new market and was now rubbing noses with celebs. As indeed Dafydd’s family boasted about when they hurled abuse at Empowered Service Users in north Wales. Dafydd knew Really Famous People and was going to have us nutters arrested!

I usually visited St Andrews annually in August and renewed a 60 year old friendship with Anne. At my last visit in August 2000…She died suddenly later that month.

Thought as much, McCandless received regular visits, being on the Elite Top Doctors circuit until the very end. This account of McCandless’s life and work was written by one of her Top Doctor colleagues, Robert McLaren Todd.

Robert Todd died in May 2008 and his obituary appeared in the BMJ.

Robert McLaren Todd was very active in the Church of England, in the world of classical music and in medicine. Todd was born in 1915 at Syston in Leicestershire. Robert attended the local Syston Church of England school (1920 to 1926) before going to Wyggeston Grammar School for Boys (1926 to 1934).

A combination of Leicester and the Anglican Church…

Todd then went to Trinity Hall, Cambridge (1934 to 1937) and St. Bartholomew’s Hospital, London (1937 to 1940). Bart’s again then. Dafydd’s mate Professor Linford Rees was able to take things at Barts to a new level when he took up his Chair there in the 1990s because Linford moved in celebrity circles as a result of his daughter, the 1970s ‘Poldark’ actress Angharad Rees and her showbiz husband Christopher Cazenove, who starred in ‘Dynasty’ with Joan Collins et al…

Dafydd knows really famous people!

Joan Collins

After qualification in 1940, Todd worked as a house surgeon at Bart’s, then as a senior house physician post at Bart’s and St Albans. This was followed by a stint as resident medical officer at Leicester Royal Infirmary and house physician at the Children’s Hospital in Leicester, 1942 -45.

Barnett Janner, a lawyer from south Wales, served as the Liberal MP for Whitechapel, 1931-35 and as the Labour candidate for Leicester West, 1945-70, after which he was succeeded as MP by his son Greville.

In 1946 Todd became medical registrar at Queen Elizabeth Hospital for Children, Hackney. Previous posts have named various members of Dafydd’s network were based in and worked at Hackney and specifically the Queen Elizabeth Hospital for Children.

In 1947 Todd relocated to Liverpool in the new Department of Child Health. Todd ran the MRC trial on the treatment of tuberculous meningitis at Alder Hey Children’s Hospital. In 1953 Robert Todd spent a short spell at Harvard as a Fulbright scholar. Otherwise he continued working as consultant paediatrician at Alder Hey Children’s Hospital and also at the Liverpool Maternity Hospital, where he was responsible for creating the first special care baby unit in the Merseyside region. In 1949 Todd founded the Liverpool Paediatric Club and he was its first Secretary.

Robert Todd was yet another member of the network which later protected Dafydd who was constructed as An Eminent Top Doctor. Establishing that special care baby unit will have meant that Todd was a Top Doctor who Touched People’s Hearts. Bless!

Todd retired from Top Doctoring in 1979. Not that his influence waned of course. Todd was present at celebrations relating to Top Doctoring in 1999.

Throughout his life, Robert Todd exerted influence in the Church of England, which we now know concealed organised abuse. As a Top Doctor, Todd will have known about that and he may well have been consulted as to what to do with those clergymen who had been caught molesting. That was very often how the Church dealt with abusers in the Church.

In 1941, Robert Todd became a reader in the Church of England in the Cathedral of St Martin in Leicester and was licensed to serve in the Parish Church of St Peter and St Paul, Syston. He had previously been appointed assistant organist at Syston Parish Church (in 1930) and at the age of only 15 Todd had became a Sunday school teacher.

While Todd was resident medical officer at Leicester Royal Infirmary, 1941-45, he continued to be reader at Syston and on Sunday afternoons he took services at various churches in the Leicester diocese, often two services each Sunday. Towards the end of 1946, when Todd began work at the Queen Elizabeth Hospital in Hackney, he became reader at St Olave’s Church, Woodbury Down, which was in the Finsbury Park area of London.

Finsbury Park is just down the road from Harringay which is yet another area with a history of the welfare services facilitating the exploitation and abuse of vulnerable people going back decades. By the time that Haringey Borough Council was making headlines as an example of all that was ridiculous in the 1980s, Dafydd’s gang in north Wales were working in partnership with them. See previous posts.

Todd’s reader ministry at Finsbury Park lasted for about 18 months before Top Doctoring took him to Liverpool. In 1948 Robert Todd became a reader at the Parish Church of St Mary, Wavertree, Liverpool. In 2001 Robert Todd celebrated his 60 years as a reader and at the beginning of 2002 he was appointed reader emeritus to ‘mark his long and distinguished ministry’ in this church. In September 2001, a week before Todd celebrated 60 years as a reader, he was interviewed on BBC Radio Merseyside for the religious affairs programme “United in Song” by Hazel Bradley.

When a medical student, Robert Todd was in much demand as a wedding organist. Throughout his life he played the organ in church and he gave organ recitals regularly in Merseyside.

Todd regularly attended the midweek evening concerts given by the Royal Liverpool Philharmonic Orchestra at the Philharmonic Hall in Liverpool for 25 years. For several years Todd travelled to Sheffield to watch the later stages of the Snooker World Championships at the Crucible Theatre. He supported the football clubs of Aberdeen, Leicester City and Liverpool.

Todd ‘became a good friend of’ Calday Grange Grammar School on the Wirral and supported their hockey teams whenever they played against Liverpool College. He was a regular member of the audience at Calday Grange concerts and was the guest adjudicator of their annual house music competition in February 1999.

Todd enjoyed travelling abroad, particularly to visit his daughter, Rosemary, in Ibiza. He loved visiting Scotland, especially Pitlochry in Perthshire and Todd also enjoyed travelling throughout England, visiting friends at Padstow in Cornwall. Todd was friendly with and regularly visited Professor Conor Ward.

Conor Ward is an Irish paediatrician who is the son of another Top Doctor who was also an Irish politician and member of Dail Eireann. Conor Ward studied at University College Dublin where he was involved in Irish language activism. He became  auditor of ‘An Cumann Gaelach’ and Editor of ‘An Iodh Morainn’, the Irish language annual. Some of Dafydd’s network have links with people involved with Irish language activism eg. Meri Huws.

Following  graduation in 1947, Conor spent seven years working at Alder Hey. In 1956 he was appointed  Paediatrician and Paediatric cardiologist at the newly founded Our Lady’s Hospital for Sick Children in Crumlin, Dublin. In 1970 he was appointed Professor of Paediatrics at UCD. Ward was the first paediatric cardiologist in Ireland and one of the first internationally and he spearheaded the development of cardiology and cardiac surgery services for children in Ireland. Conor’s wife Pauline was an Angel and worked with Conor. Ward ‘championed’ care for children with Down’s syndrome and he received lifetime service awards from the Down’s Syndrome Associations in Ireland and the UK. Ward also worked on SIDS.

Todd was also a good friend of Barbara Miroy, who was a high profile figure in the All Women’s Hockey Association.

When Robert Todd married in 1945, the Bishop of Leicester performed the ceremony. Todd had three children and two grandchildren. His granddaughter Laura studied at Trinity Hall, Cambridge as had Todd and began her research career at Anglia Ruskin University, Cambridge. Todd’s other granddaughter Stephanie is a social worker, as were her parents.

Robert Todd died in May 2008, so he was another member of Dafydd’s Liverpool network who lasted until well after the Waterhouse Report. Furthermore Todd was a high profile figure in the Church. The Church colluded with Dafydd’s gang and Theresa May, the daughter of a vicar who has made much of her active membership of the Church of England, served as a Councillor for the Borough of Merton, 1986-94, when Dafydd’s associates at St George’s Hospital Medical School and Springfield Hospital facilitated the trafficking ring in south London which was linked to the ring in north Wales/Cheshire. Merton was served by St George’s Hospital Medical School.

 

The biggest and best gwerin were of course to be found in the London Medical Schools and Dafydd knew many of them, partly because of his stint ‘training’ at the Maudsley in the early 1960s, but also because one the biggest trafficking rings linked to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales/Cheshire was the ring based in south London which was largely facilitated by the psychiatrists at St George’s Hospital Medical School. It was as much of a stronghold of organised abuse as the Maudsley was.

The beginning of the empire at St George’s was Desmond Curran. Desmond was the corrupt Top Doc to the stars. Norman Scott was sent into the caring embrace of Demond Curran in the 1960s after making those outrageous allegations about Jeremy Thorpe.

The Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives of the Fellows Online’ tells us all about Desmond:

Desmond Curran was one of the most distinguished clinical psychiatrists of his generation, and many of his pupils were to fill eminent positions in clinical practice and teaching in this country, and in many other parts of the world.

That will be the problem, those who learnt at the knee of Des will be in positions across the globe in which they are wielding influence and ensuring that the gory truth about Des and what was really going on in his flagship Dept at St George’s never ever becomes public.

He was born in Devon, grew up near St Andrews and was educated at Wellington and Trinity College, Cambridge, before entering St George’s Hospital medical school. He chose psychiatry, regarded in those days as a lowly walk of life in medicine, and was appointed house physician at the Bethlem Hospital in 1928.

No matter how much gushing was done about Des in later life, when he and his colleagues were wielding enormous power because of their roles in the Westminster Paedophile Ring, we need to remember that psychiatry – which has never been a speciality attracting the brightest and best – when Des was young was what one did if one had blotted one’s copybook in a major way and was not going to be accepted in any other field. Psychiatry has been in such a bad way for so long that the few capable people who were interested in it nearly always changed their minds after a stint in psychiatry as a student or a junior doctor. I know why that was, it was because the whole field was dominated by abusive professionals and good Top Docs could make no impact and they walked away. Research carried out in the 1980s showed that virtually every medical student who had wanted to take up psychiatry changed their minds after doing their psychiatry placement. No-one dared publish the reason for this. But then the medical students in Cardiff were all telling each other not to, under any circumstances, take a job as a junior doctor in Bangor.

‘We didn’t know.’

It was because there was no nightlife in Bangor and ooh these whippersnappers want a certain lifestyle, I mean they’re young professionals!!!

Oh no it wasn’t. Never mind, the Welsh Gov’t will offer them more and more and more money to solve the Recruitment Crisis in north Wales! Golden handshakes, golden handcuffs, yet another expensive advertising campaign telling them how great it is being a Top Doc in north Wales. You will still find that

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When Desmond Curran worked at the Bethlem Hospital in 1928, conditions and practices were truly dreadful and at that time the Maudsley, the hospital linked to the Bethlem, was dominated by the Top Doctors such as Sir Aubrey Lewis who were viewed as the early pioneers in psychiatry and gosh were they mad and dangerous. Many of them were eugenicists and a few of them worked with some of the Top Doctors who later carried out human rights abuses in their role as Nazi Top Doctors. This should of course be viewed in the appropriate historical context, but my point is that some of the Maudsley crowd were considered mad and dangerous for their time, a la William Sargant, Dr Death’s old boss at Tommy’s (see post ‘Dr Death’). Previous posts eg. ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’ and ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’ provide an overview of some of their excesses. Because psychiatry was considered to be a dustbin for unemployable Top Docs – in many regions of the UK it is still viewed as such – Aubrey et al were isolated from other Top Doctors’ specialisms and they did exactly what they wanted to patients whom very few people were prepared to defend. Psychiatrists are fond of suggesting that their profession has been smeared by overblown horror stories of stereotypical mad doctors running amok, but I suggest that the situation was and still is far, far worse than has ever been admitted. Abuse of psychiatric patients is endemic, the law is routinely flouted and there is no effective protection for patients.

 

[Desmond] received powerful encouragement from Edward Mapother and, after a period in neurology at Maida Vale Hospital, he proceeded with a Rockefeller travelling fellowship to Johns Hopkins in Baltimore.

This is why when the going gets tough even the Obamas will give a helpful interview re the Miracles of Modern Medicine (see post ‘Right To Reply’).

He came under the influence of Adolf Meyer whose wide-spanning concept of psychiatry did a great deal to enrich and humanize the clinical practice of what had previously been a narrowly organic and descriptive speciality.

This is not true. Psychiatric patients remained on the receiving end of the most appalling brutality and neglect until the asylums closed down and after that they were left to become destitute or die in the community or of course go to prison for the most bizarre and ludicrous of reasons.

 

[Desmond Curran’s] leading disciples in Great Britain included Desmond Pond; Aubrey Lewis; R D Gillespie and D K Henderson.

Sir Desmond Arthur Pond (2 September 1919 – 29 June 1986) graduated from Clare College, Cambridge and then studied at UCL and at Duke University School of Medicine, North Carolina. Pond was Senior Lecturer at the Maudsley, 1948-52, then consultant psychiatrist at the Maudsley and UCL, 1952-66. In 1966 Pond was appointed the first Professor of Psychiatry at the London Hospital. He was a founder member of the Institute of Religion and Medicine in 1964. Pond served on the Neurosciences Board of the MRC, 1968-72 and was President of the Royal College of Psychiatrists, 1978-81.

Pond was a senior member of staff at the Maudsley when Dafydd ‘trained’ there at the knee of Dr Bob Hobson; Hobson was abusing patients. The activities of Hobson and his team were widely known and Pond spent his career protecting Hobson, Dafydd et al. Pond was knighted in 1981, which will have been at about the time (or soon after) that Mary Wynch began her legal action against Dafydd and the gang. Pond was further rewarded for his valiant defence of people traffickers when he was appointed Chief Scientist at the DHSS, a post he retained until his retirement in 1985, serving under Secretary of State Norman Fowler. My posts ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’ and ‘The Old Devils’ describe how people who were known to be involved with the organised abuse of children and vulnerable people were systematically appointed to senior positions in the DHSS with responsibility for mental health. My post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’ describes exactly the same process at work with Gov’t advisory posts regarding children’s social work.

The London Hospital is located in the East End and facilitated abuse and by the late 1960s/70s it was linked to Dafydd’s gang. The Councils of the East End sent numerous kids in care to children’s homes in north Wales where there were complaints of serious abuse which were ignored. Desmond Pond had an ‘interest in the social psychodynamic and biological aspects of personality development, which he considered to be inextricably entwined’. As a result of this interest, at the London Hospital, Desmond Pond established a ‘mother and child unit’ which conducted ‘research for investigating the formative years’ and ‘became a community service station for the treatment, social support and guidance of problem children and their mothers in Tower Hamlets in the East End or London’. Which presumably included recommending that those ‘problem children’ should be sent on placement into the hands of John Allen and Dafydd in north Wales. Little wonder that when Mary Wynch went into battle, Desmond Pond was given a K and an advisory position in the DHSS.

Can anyone explain why everyone accepted a situation in which an ‘expert’ in the ‘social psychodynamic and biological aspects of personality development’ who was carrying out cutting edge research into ‘problem families and children’ was recommending that those problem children were placed in the care of the associates of a man whom he knew to have a history of sexually exploiting vulnerable people and continued to place the children with those people even after complaints of the most serious abuse were made? And why did Thatcher’s Gov’t think it appropriate to give the expert in personality development a K after someone began legal action against the man in receipt of the problem children and the following year appoint him as a Gov’t adviser, keeping him in that post until the legal action against his fellow ‘experts’ had been successful after clinical negligence was admitted?

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Pond served as a member of committees and ecclesiastical commissions which ‘explored problems that arose within marriage’ and from escalating rates of divorce. Problems arising from clergymen who were molesting children perhaps?

While helping Dafydd during his time as a DHSS adviser, Desmond Pond ‘succeeded in strengthening some bonds between the DHSS, the Medical Research Council and the Royal Colleges and in creating some new ones.’ So Desmond created yet more links between corrupt professional people.

Desmond Pond, who ensured that an enormous paedophile ring carried out their business unhindered, was married to another Top Doc, Helen, a consultant physician and they had three daughters. Two of the daughters ‘have proved to have outstanding musical talent and a third is a gifted zoologist’. How fortunate that Desmond’s own children’s social psychodynamic and biological personality development did not affect them in such a way that they were best served by living with a vicious criminal gang who beat and raped them and forced them to work as child prostitutes! Sir Martin Roth, another Top Doc who protected Dafydd, observed that these talented children of Pond’s had obviously inherited Desmond’s genes. Call me naive, but I suspect that the main reason why the three Pond girls turned out all wonderful is that Pond and his wife did not send them to live with Dafydd and John Allen. That was for the Problem Families of Tower Hamlets, as recommended by an Expert.

Pond died in Torquay, in 1986. Perhaps somebody ought to find out what was going on in Torquay when Pond was living there.

 

Another one of Desmond Curran’s leading disciples was the aforementioned Sir Aubrey Lewis of the Maudsley, who was famously very mad and very unpleasant.

Dr R.D. Gillespie, yet another leading disciple of Curran’s, trained as a Top Doc at Glasgow and then worked at the notorious Royal Mental Hospital in Glasgow. After a stint at John Hopkins Hospital, Baltimore, Gillespie returned to England and worked at the Cassel Hospital and then spent a period of time as a research student at Cambridge. After that, Gillespie was appointed as a Top Doctor and lecturer at Guy’s. During WW II, Gillespie worked as an RAF psychiatrist. His obituary in ‘The London Times’ stated that he considered that ‘his essential job was to get the air crews back at work when the mental strain threatened a breakdown’. Was Gillespie ever driven to a near breakdown himself with the stress of carrying out bombing missions? Er, no, because Gillespie was safely on the ground and his life was not at risk. Ever. But do you know, poor Gillespie suffered even more than those young men whom he forced back into the cockpit even when they could take no more. It was explained in his obituary that ‘the strain for him certainly undermined his health and illness troubled him’. Thank God Gillespie was a Top Doc, because had he been an Other Rank he could well have found himself accused of Malingering!!! Fortunately Top Doctors don’t Malinger, they are ‘troubled by illness’ for which sympathy is obligatory. Sadly although Gillespie was one of Desmond Curran’s leading disciples, the distinguished expertise of Curran et al were unable to prevent the eminent Gillespie dying at the age of 47. It must have been his genes.

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Professor D.K. ‘Dave’ Henderson was the fourth person who was considered to be a ‘leading disciple’ of Desmond Curran. Henderson co-authored with Gillespie, before Gillespie’s genes bit him on the bum. Henderson was born in Dumfries and in 1913 he was awarded a PhD by the University of Edinburgh for his thesis “Cerebral syphilis, a clinical analysis of twenty-six cases, seven with autopsy”. He co-published – with Gillespie –  A Textbook of Psychiatry (first edition 1927), which became internationally influential for several decades. A series of lectures that Dave Henderson gave in New York were published as Psychopathic States in 1939 and ‘ended up contributing to a narrowing of the public understanding of psychopathy as violently antisocial, though Henderson had described various different types, many of which were not violent or criminal’. Yes, there’ll be a Type for every occasion if someone needs discrediting. The Henderson Hospital, a specialist national unit in London set up to manage and treat ‘psychopathic’ personality disorder, was named after him.

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Dave Henderson was physician-superintendent in charge at the Gartnaval Royal Hospital in Glasgow, 1921-32. Henderson’s textbook on psychiatry has been described as the key to the ‘Glasgow approach’ to mental illness, and Henderson in turn credited the approach of Adolf Meyer with whom he had worked with in America. Henderson also studied for some months in Germany with a key founder of modern psychiatry, Emil Kraepelin, whom he admired but found lacking in sensitivity to patients. I can only wonder what Henderson must have witnessed when he worked with Kraepelin.

Henderson was President of the Royal College of Physicians of Edinburgh, 1949-51. He died on 20 April 1965 in Edinburgh.

Henderson taught Donald Ewan Cameron, who also worked at the Gartnavel Hospital. Cameron became President of the Canadian Psychiatric Association, American Psychiatric Association and World Psychiatric Association, but is mostly remembered for conducting harmful experiments on psychiatric patients as part of the MK Ultra project.

Henderson’s approach as expressed in his textbook ‘is also thought to have influenced R.D. Laing’. I presume that Henderson was one of those people who convinced Laing that there was something terribly wrong with psychiatry, because Laing always maintained that what he saw at Glasgow Medical School and at the Gartnaval Hospital was brutal and gross. Sadly Laing seems to have taken the Prof Fergus Lowe approach to a clean sweep. In the way that Fungus overthrew Dafydd in the Psychology Dept at UCNW but replaced Dafydd’s regime with his own which was equally as toxic and destructive, it is now very clear that R. D. Laing had feet of clay. While Laing attained the status of a guru and was feted by the world’s media, he abandoned seriously ill patients and had others banged up in the very hospitals of which he was so critical. Laing’s own daughter ended up in Gartnaval and it was said that he basically just let her rot in there although he knew how bad the conditions were.

Someone who knew both Laing and Dafydd told me that they were very similar people. They built up a media presence and promoted the notion that they were radical critics but it was all a cover for the abuse and exploitation of very vulnerable people. One of the Hergest Unit patients had worked with Laing when the patient had been a radical in London in the 1960s – I’m not sure that the staff of the Hergest ever knew this, it wasn’t as if most of them took any interest in their patients – and he told me that Laing treated patients very disrespectfully. This man said that there would be a queue of desperate people hanging around in the waiting area, all booked in to see Laing, some of them having travelled many miles and paid a lot of money for the privilege, all wondering where Laing was. They would then be given a message that Laing had been seen in the UK a few days previously so he ‘might’ be coming to see the patients. Everyone would hang around for hours, Laing would not show and there would be no apology or explanation. Which is exactly what happened at nearly every ‘clinic’ that Dafydd held, except of course for his ‘substance abuse’ clinics, where he would flog the prescriptions, or his ‘sex therapy’ clinics…

Having said that the Hergest staff might not have even realised that they had a patient in their midst who had been at the centre of Laing’s circle in the 60s, I wonder if someone somewhere did realise that this man had dirt on Laing? I noticed that this man was as neglected as any other Empowered Service User at the Hergest Unit and although he was quite seriously distressed he was herded into ridiculous inappropriate ‘group activities’ and ‘therapies’ which were so obviously ineffective, but he was far too polite to point this out. He was really well-read, had done a great many interesting things when he was younger and had known a lot of famous people but had just been dumped in Felinheli and was largely ignored. He also had a serious back problem which left him experiencing intractable pain and whenever he had sought advice for this in Gwynedd he was told to practice Mindfulness. Including by Tony Francis, who practised Mindfulness himself but took strong pain killers – opiates – as well and killed himself nonetheless.

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I wonder if it was no coincidence that the man who had observed wrongdoing in Counter-Cultural Places had washed up at the Hergest Unit at a time when the Empowered Service Users were dropping like flies? Particularly as I was told by a few people that at one point Dafydd et al at Denbigh (!) were styling themselves as Laingians…

Laing’s detractors used to maintain that Laing was getting through an awful lot of sexual relationships with female patients too.

Laing has been dead for a long time now and he lost interest in psychiatry a long while before he died, but a great many people would have had an interest in keeping that man whom I knew at the Hergest Unit quiet because of all the celebs and other Thinkers whom Laing hung out with whose reputations need to be upheld.  Laing’s old colleague Joe Burke continues to practice and is well-embedded within north London psychotherapy circles, all of whom know a great deal about some of those whom I have named on this blog.

I wondered if Laing had links with Bertrand Russell and the crowd at Croesor (see post ‘The Village’), who knew what Dafydd and the gang were doing. Many of them had doings with the Dartington crowd and Laing used to make guest appearances at Dartington Hall. Indeed I was going to try and get to one such event myself in the early 1980s, because when I was young I was quite attracted to that sort of thing, but Brown and I subsequently realised that many of those involved weren’t all that they were cracked up to be and that there was a great deal of fuckwittery involved. The Dartington website is currently emblazoned with a message telling us that ‘Dartington is not just a beautiful place to visit. It attracts people with big ideas who want to change the world’.

I won’t hold my breath, we’ve been here before.

Could the Artistic Director at Dartington please do something about Dafydd as well as Universal Credit while she changes the world? Diolch yn fawr.

 

To return to the daddy of them all at St George’s, Desmond Curran.

Desmond was too level-headed to espouse any teaching in doctrinaire fashion and, although influenced by Meyer, developed his own pragmatic style of clinical exploration and practice in psychiatry. He achieved the feat of being appointed as consultant to St George’s Hospital at the age of 31.

This was the beginning of something terrible.

With the outbreak of war in 1939 he joined the Royal Navy, and established within it a worldwide specialist service in psychiatry – becoming its youngest surgeon-captain.

During that time, Curran gained knowledge of the shenanigans of those in Very High Places including Lord Louis Mountbatten, as described in my post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’. It was concealing this which provided the powerbase for so many Top Docs as well as others, including politicians, who for the rest of their careers colluded with serious organised crime but were nonetheless considered untouchable. As a result, more than 40 years later, when I complained about a terminally ill lobotomist who was Of Them, some of the biggest names in psychiatry colluded to have me banged up for life, one of my best friends was murdered and there were attempts to murder Brown and his brother.

Sorry the Giants Of Psychiatry, but you’re fucking mad. Even Lord Louis wasn’t worth all this.

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At the end of the war he returned to St George’s and began work on what was to become the most important endeavour in the course of his long and distinguished career: the creation of the teaching hospital department of psychiatry at St George’s Hospital.

Which by the 1980s was nothing more than a vehicle to facilitate a pan-European trafficking ring and the associated network of serious organised crime.

He had attracted to his side a number of men of clinical maturity and insight, including ‘Bird’ Partridge and Paul, later Sir Paul, Mallinson.

I will return to these men later in this post.

Desmond’s exceptional clinical skills were the product of discriminating observation, an abundance of tolerance and compassion

Top Doctors excel in ‘discriminating observation’. It is what allows them to carefully note that their patients were involved in benign school pupil pranks at the age of 17 which indicated that they were serious criminals in the making, while ignoring the fact that gangsters who are friendly with their Top Doc colleagues are trying to murder their closest friends. Furthermore, the only tolerance and compassion existing was that extended to Top Doctors who should never have been allowed to practice.

and an understanding of human personality progressively enriched over years of painstaking first hand study of patients.

Thus Desmond became an Expert who’s conclusions could not be questioned by mortal souls, only by other Top Doctors. Who, Surprise Surprise, would always find themselves in agreement with Desmond when faced with a patient who was in possession of evidence that Well-Respected Men (or women) were doing things that they should not have been doing.

The force of his example in practice was emulated by his colleagues and students, and St George’s became pre-eminent among the medical schools for its department of psychiatry. Its national and international renown increased steadily during the three decades in which Desmond served it.

Well fancy that. One can only wonder how, in the 1990s, after all those decades with Dessie and his Eminent Colleagues at the helm, that the most damning comments were made at a Public Inquiry about Springfield Hospital, the mental health unit attached to St George’s where Dessie’s colleagues housed their patients and carried out their global-leading ways. The Inquiry was held in the wake of a series of incidents at Springfield in which patients had murdered staff as well as each other and a number of sexual assaults on patients. Comments were made by the Chairman of the Inquiry that Springfield was in such a bad way that it was irretrievable and should be closed. At about the same time, a newly appointed Director of Nursing at St George’s/Springfield resigned after a very short time, telling people that the situation at St George’s was so serious that she could not ‘turn it around’.

I had been a member of staff at St George’s and a patient at Springfield (see previous posts) not long before that Public Inquiry took place. From what I saw, I could only conclude that the towering reputation of St George’s and Springfield was predicated on bare-faced lies being told by a great many people and even more people feeling completely unable to say ‘this is nonsense, have you seen what is actually going on here?’

His textbook Psychological Medicine, 1943, was written in collaboration with Erich Guttmann, one of the small group of eminent psychiatrists who sought refuge in this country from persecution in Nazi Germany. 

It is an irony that many who fled Nazi persecution who were Top Doctors or became Top Doctors, were involved with the gross abuse of patients.

Strange but true

Including Sir William Asscher (who was really called Sir Adolph Asscher), who, after many happy years concealing the crimes of Dafydd et al in Wales, relocated to St George’s where he subsequently spent many enjoyable years concealing the serious criminality in London which was linked to Dafydd’s gang. Sir Adolph was called on to become Dean of St George’s after Ollie Brooke, the Prof of Paediatrics at St George’s, was jailed for the possession of child porn in Dec 1986 and the person who had been running St George’s was deposed to show everyone that Lessons Had Been Learned. Ollie’s mates, who were up to their eye-balls in it with him, remained at St George’s and enjoyed full protection from Adolph. See previous posts. Top Docs were not the only professional group who exhibited this phenomenon, a great many lawyers who maxed out on their roles in fighting the Nazis or who even took part in the Nuremberg trials colluded with the organised abuse of which Curran, Dafydd et al were part, including that proud son of Wales, Lord Elwyn-Jones (see post ‘Lest We Forget’).

Strange but true

[Curran and Guttman’s textbook] was to appear in numerous editions, including one with Maurice Partridge in 1955; recent ones having been edited by Curran’s pupil, Peter Storey.

I’ll be coming on to Partridge and Storey soon.

In 1961 Desmond was appointed the first professor of psychiatry at St George’s Hospital. He developed a many sided academic department, including a large unit devoted to psychotherapy, the latter notwithstanding his reservations about psychoanalysis.

The Top Docs all ‘had their reservations’ about the whole field because they knew that much of it was nonsense. Nonetheless they developed their expertise in the field because tying everyone up in knots using discredited theory from the psy disciplines is the only thing that is going to save anyone’s bacon in situations such as when a member of staff at St George’s has been terrorised and then arrested on trumped-up but very serious charges by Dafydd and his colleagues and Dafydd admits that he wants to get his leg over her and his other patients. The sky’s the limit for wacky theorising in the event of the St George’s crew realising that some of their friends are mates with Dafydd et al and are not going to be able to get themselves out of trouble if anyone says anything like ‘there needs to be a major criminal investigation into this’.

So I take my hat off to Dr Alice Levinson who excelled when she wrote her final report about me in 1991, in which she admitted that I showed no signs of psychosis at all, that I was suicidal as a result of what Dafydd et al had been doing to me, that I would be offered no care and discharged immediately but would be referred to the forensic team ‘for containment’ because it was agreed by everyone that I was Very Dangerous. The forensic team told me to move back to north Wales because Dafydd was my doctor and He Knew Me. See previous posts.

As everyone at St George’s and Springfield had agreed with Dafydd that I was Very Dangerous and planning to murder him, I can only assume that Alice et al were secret agents who wanted me to kill the old bastard and give everyone a break. Sorry that I let you down on that one Alice.

 

Few senior psychiatrists burdened with manifold duties could have devoted themselves with such unswerving determination and energy to the professional advancement of those of his juniors whose clinical or scientific ability had earned his respect.

Now there’s an admission. Des trained up a load of criminal junior Top Docs who had toadied to him and could be forever relied upon to keep the lid on the barrel of crap and then Des made damn sure that they rose to the very top of the medical establishment themselves… And, as Nicholas Parsons always stresses on ‘Just a Minute’, ‘not just in this country but Around The World!!!’

 

His clinical eminence, and the publications he devoted to the classification of personality disorders, sexual deviation and antisocial and violent conduct, generated wide demand for his services.

Paedophiles In Distress, Paedophiles In Distress, an urgent referral to Des is required. No wonder that Norman Scott ended up in the hands of Des after his unpleasant experiences with Jeremy. The Jeremy who boasted of having had sex with both Ma’am Darling and her husband, Lord Snowdon.

I can’t believe that I’m in the same category as Norman Scott, I and my friends were wowed by the Thorpe trial in 1979. I’m from Somerset and then I went to live in Bethesda and now I’m up with the nobs as the expression in Somerset always was. As would be said in Bethesda, Jesus Christ. I can only hope that this blog has delivered a crippling boot to their collective groins. Have this one on me Norman, Thorpe should have been inside, as the whole of the West Country agreed at the time, in spite of all the bollocks printed in the Torygraph about how no-one believed you. Oh yes they did.

 

He was a member of the Franklin Committee on punishment in prisons and borstals, the Wolfenden Commission on homosexuality, and he became adviser in psychiatry both to the Foreign Office and the Home Office.

Put this crooked lying bastard in every position possible where he can do real damage.

‘There is no evidence that there was a paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire which was concealed at a high level’.

Brown always told me that Dafydd would have been in possession of a Home Office licence to be flogging all those prescriptions for Class A drugs and that a great many careers and indeed the whole Home Office would be dependent upon concealing Dafydd’s activities. For years I thought that Dafydd was the only madman whom the Home Office had foolishly embraced, but no, they actively selected for madmen and they did it for decades, it wasn’t just a case of one bad appointment..

 

He was president of the psychiatric section of the Royal Society of Medicine from 1951-52, and of the Royal Medico-Psychological Association in 1963-64. Although Desmond did not originally favour the secession of psychiatrists from the Royal College of Physicians, he gave the new Royal College his full support once it received its Royal Charter in 1971. Many of its officers have reason to be grateful for his sagacious advice and support, and the exercise of his wide influence on its behalf during the early formative years.

I get the picture. Dafydd’s been found in the women’s dorm at 2 am again and someone won’t shut up about it, can you ask Des to help out?

Desmond Curran was a man who knew his own mind; integrity, personal simplicity, sharp wit, keen sense of humour and unfailing kindness rounded a personality of rare distinction.

In no way was he a sadistic, crazed offender with links to serious organised crime. He was only ever a Nice Young Doctor.

It explained, in part, the undivided loyalty and affection he inspired in his many pupils.

One doesn’t argue with a Mafia boss. Neither does one ever leave the Mafia.

The clinical excellence of those who trained under him, the scientific distinction of many, and the fine thriving department he created at St George’s commanded respect for the subject he professed, as well as for himself,

This can only be an obituary published by the Royal College of Physicians…

among many colleagues in many disciplines, and enabled him to leave a lasting imprint upon the psychiatry and medicine of his time both in his own country and wider afield.

To quote Roobarb and Custard, ‘they stood back – and gawped at the mess’.

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He married Marguerite Claire Gothard in 1938. She survived him, with their two sons.

Oh God. Desmond Curran bred. There’s descendants out there who will be flying the flag…

In March 2015, Professor Andrew Curran was appointed as Chief Scientific Adviser and Director of Research at the UK’s Health and Safety Executive. Whether Andrew Curran is a relation I do not know but it would be worth someone finding out. Andrew’s career highlights include his time as Deputy Chief Executive at the Health and Safety Laboratory and as Scientific Chairman of PEROSH (Partnership for European Research in Occupational Safety and Health).

Des died in 1985, so he was around for long enough to give Dafydd et al a helping hand in concealing serious crime after Mary Wynch and Alison Taylor raised the alarm and Des might just have heard that I had joined in the racket in his final days as well. Des was very much with us in 1979 when Jeremy Thorpe stood trial for incitement to murder and Norman was roundly insulted by the Presiding Judge, Sir Joseph Cantley, during the summing up. Des will have known that Norman was being hung out to dry by a corrupt old judge and that the trial had been very carefully rigged. It was admitted by Thorpe that one reason why his bent barrister George Carman QC was able to prevent some highly incriminating material from making an appearance at the trial was that it would have caused embarrassment to the Royal Family. Cherie Booth worked in George Carman’s chambers until 1988 and Miranda was a junior barrister under Carman.

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In 1976, Charles had been appointed Chancellor of UCNW (in fact Chancellor of the whole of the University of Wales, that was at the time made up of a number of colleges, including UCNW at Bangor), which was facilitating a branch of the same sex abuse ring that Desmond and his colleagues at St George’s were concealing/had concealed for years.

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In October 1975, Andrew Newton, who claimed that he had been paid to kill Norman Scott, made a bungled attempt to shoot Scott that resulted in the killing of the Norman’s dog Rinka. Newton was arrested on charges of possession of a firearm with intent to endanger life, yet the press remained muted, possibly awaiting the bigger story that they hoped would break. Their reticence ended in January 1976 when Scott, in Court on a minor social security fraud charge, claimed he was being hounded because of his previous sexual relationship with Thorpe. This statement, made in court and thus protected from the libel laws, was widely reported.

On 16 March 1976 Newton’s trial began at Exeter Crown Court, where Scott repeated his allegations against Thorpe despite the efforts of the prosecution’s lawyers to silence him. Newton was found guilty and sentenced to two years’ imprisonment, but did not incriminate Thorpe. The erosion of public support for the Liberal Party continued, which their former Leader Jo Grimond attributed to increasing lack of confidence in Thorpe. On 14 March, The Sunday Times printed Thorpe’s answer to Scott’s various allegations, under the heading “The Lies of Norman Scott”. Harold Evans was Editor of ‘The Sunday Times’ when that article was published.

Scott was threatening to publish personal letters from Thorpe who, to forestall him, arranged for the Sunday Times to print two letters from 1961. Although these did not conclusively indicate wrongdoing, their tone indicated that Thorpe had not been frank about the true nature of his friendship with Scott. On 10 May 1976, amid rising criticism, Thorpe resigned the Party leadership, “convinced that a fixed determination to destroy the Leader could itself result in the destruction of the Party”.

David Steel succeeded Thorpe as Leader of the Liberal Party.

My God, no wonder the distress flares were going up at UCNW. In 1976 Carlo was appointed Chancellor in favour of Dai Francis, the father of Dr Hywel Francis, Labour MP for Aberavon, 2001-15. Hywel Francis has remained on excellent terms with the paedophiles’ friends and Top Docs throughout his entire life despite boasting of his dad Dai’s Communist past and leadership of the South Wales NUM throughout the years of industrial unrest in the 1970s. Like his dad, Hywel was a member of the Communist Party of Great Britain. So Hywel and Dai knew all those other members of the CP of GB who knew about George Thomas, Dafydd’s gang etc, including those English radicals/intellectuals who spent their summers in Llanfrothen/Croesor and had the best gen of all re Dafydd and Gwynne the lobotomist, including the gen on Bertrand Russell. See previous posts, including ‘The Village’.

In 1974 Dai became the first Chairman of the Wales TUC. So although Dai gained much kudos from being a miners’ leader when the miners did battle with Ted Heath and brought him down, Dai’s role as Chairman of the Wales TUC will have given him the most powerful muscle of all – his knowledge of what the NHS/social care trade unions were concealing. Dafydd and the associated gangs…

Dai also knew that the beginnings of the NHS were rather more sordid than we are told, because he was involved with the miners’ welfare associations before the NHS came into being. Dai will have known about Nye and Jennie buying off the Top Docs while Nye and Jennie shopped at Harrods. They didn’t hang around south Wales for long.

For the full gen on Dai and Hywel see previous posts eg. ‘Don’t Mess With Daddy’ and ‘Hey, Hey DAJ, How Many Kids Did You Kill Today?’

Hywel Francis was succeeded as MP for Aberavon by the Windbag’s son Stephen, who, having spent nearly all of his life outside of Wales, many of his adult years outside of the UK and had managed to marry the PM of Denmark, returned to south Wales where his true heart lay, straight into a safe Labour seat. See previous posts.

All part of one big happy classless Gwerin! Bechod!

On 5 April 1976 Jim Callaghan became PM and governed by courtesy of the 1977 Lib-Lab Pact. While everyone kept quiet about Cyril Smith, what with Jeremy Thorpe being more than enough to deal with. Jim’s wife Audrey Callaghan colluded with the abuse of children when she was a member of the London County Council and for the many years that she sat on the governing body of Great Ormond Street Hospital (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’).

Callaghan had been a big pal of Glenys Kinnock’s parents via their friendship with Lord Cledwyn, the Labour MP for Anglesey, 1951-79 and it was Callaghan who gave a boost to the Windbag’s early political career. The Windbag had known Dr Tony Francis when they had been at Cardiff University. Lord Cledwyn served as President of UCNW/Bangor University, 1995-2000, throughout the Waterhouse Inquiry…
When Dafydd and the gang went after Mary Wynch, Sunny Jim was PM. Every Gov’t Minister successively threw Mary to the wolves until Home Secretary Michael Howard finally destroyed her some 15 years later, although it was admitted that Mary had demonstrated that her allegations re a corrupt ring of solicitors in north Wales and associated wrongdoing on the part of Dafydd and other Top Doctors were true. See previous posts.

 

George Thomas was appointed Speaker of the House on 3 Feb 1976, the month before Andrew Newton appeared in Court after trying to shoot Norman. George Thomas was a child molester and this had been widely known in Parliament and in south Wales for years. George Thomas’s close friend was Leo Abse, a bent lawyer who served as Labour MP for Pontypool and then Torfaen, 1958-87 and Abse bribed and threatened victims of and witnesses to Thomas’s offences for years to protect Thomas (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’). Abse was succeeded as Labour MP for Torfaen by Paul Murphy, who when he was Secretary of State for Wales took receipt of the Waterhouse Report and declared that he was delighted to have been reassured by Ronnie Waterhouse after an exhaustive and extensive Inquiry that there had been no paedophile ring in operation in north Wales involving VIPS, there was just a few local dirty old men. Paul Murphy is a Roman Catholic who is a Bachelor and has not been blessed with children.

Leo Abse came from a legal and medical/psychoanalytical family. His brother Dannie Abse was a well-known poet and Top Doctor. There was another brother Wilfred, who was a psychiatrist. Dannie and Wilfred both trained at Westminster Hospital and Dannie at least studied at Cardiff University first. Dannie also studied at King’s College, London.

Dannie Abse was taught by George Thomas when Dannie attended Marlborough Road Elementary School. Dannie Abse mentions in his autobiography that George Thomas very obviously favoured boys from Jewish backgrounds – the Abses were a Jewish family – although Dannie Abse claims not to know why this was. Just to add to Dannie Abse’s cultural mix, after he attended Marlborough Road Elementary School, he went to St Illtyd’s College in Splott, Cardiff, which is a Catholic School. So Dannie Abse, by the time he was Top Doctoring as an adult, will have known about organised abuse in the Methodist, Jewish and Catholic communities in south Wales and elsewhere.

Paul Flynn, who has been the Labour MP for Newport West since 1987, also went to St Illtyd’s. Flynn stood for election as the Labour candidate for Denbigh in the 1970s and in the 1990s he used to appear on Vincent Kane’s TV programmes arguing with Dafydd with regard to Dafydd maintaining that the youth of Wales were suffering from reefer madness. Yet Flynn has never uttered a word about Dafydd’s vast crime network although he does know about it. See previous posts.

 

When I was involved with work on the sociology of religion when I was working at Bangor, I too found links between Methodists – George Thomas was one of the UK’s leading Methodists – and the Jewish community. I attributed this to both groups having a lot in common in terms of their socio-cultural values and aspirations and I later found out that the Jewish community in the north west of England actively recruited school teachers from north Wales because of the Nonconformity which dominated north Wales politically and culturally.

I cannot believe that there is anything about Methodism or Jewishness that promotes organised abuse, but close links between the two religious groups would provide a very big umbrella for abusers within the network. Nonconformists formed a regional elite in north Wales and they occupied most of the professional positions; as well as being Ministers of religion, they were the teachers, the doctors, the politicians, the lawyers, the scholars and for a long while they controlled the press. Nonconformists in north Wales were usually Liberals. There were Jewish communities in north Wales and some members were influential people, but there was a much bigger and more powerful Jewish community in south Wales, of which the Abses were a part. Their roots were often in poverty, but they gravitated to the professions, particularly law and medicine. There were of course many more and much bigger Jewish communities in England, again containing many people who worked in law and medicine, as well as in the financial services and politics. There was much anti-semitic comment regarding Margaret Thatcher’s first Cabinets, because of the number of Jewish Ministers. (Thatcher was brought up as a Methodist and it was this that formed the basis of her good friendship with George Thomas.) The vast network of Jewish and Methodist professional people could have been very effectively used to protect abusers and I very much suspect that it was. How many of those within the network understood the full extent of what had developed I do not know.

I am wondering whether that network holds the clue to something that I’ve been puzzling over for months now, which involved Sir Martin Roth, another one of Dafydd’s umbrellas. When the Royal College of Psychiatrists was established in 1971, there was much opposition by other Top Doctors who viewed psychiatrists as a laughing stock and not being deserving of a Royal College all of their own. However, Roth and a few others including Curran and co who were concealing organised abuse in High Places bulldozed ahead with a Royal College and got one. Then Martin Roth wanted a really grand building in which to house his Royal College, although the newly created Royal College had absolutely no money at all. Martin Roth however was able to acquire a building for his Royal College that even other Top Doctors envied; Roth bagged the palatial 17 Belgrave Square. Roth was only able to acquire 17 Belgrave Square because Marks & Spencer had given the Royal College a substantial unsecured loan on very favourable terms, a deal which Roth somehow thrashed out single-handedly with M&S. I have not been able to find out why M&S were so generous to Roth and the Royal College of Psychiatrists, although in subsequent years the Royal College moved out of the building which everyone knew that they could not afford and was feared would bankrupt the Royal College. I note that the widow of the late Chairman of M&S has been involved in initiatives of the paedophiles’ friends. M&S were famously a Jewish company. I can only imagine that Roth called in a few favours. Which M&S might well have subsequently done as well after handing over all that dosh. See posts ‘The Newcastle-upon-Tyne Connection’.

In the 1980s and 90s, I was told by lawyers in Bangor that there was no M&S in Bangor because local big wigs had got together and ‘wouldn’t let them in’. The lawyers obviously knew why this was but they wouldn’t tell me. I was told that M&S were banging on the door of Bangor as hard as they could, but the Councillors Who Said Ni would not entertain the notion of an M&S in Bangor, although there was one in Llandudno. I’m fairly sure that this ban on M&S will be tied up with Dafydd’s gang in some way, because everything was, but I have yet to find out how. One would have thought that Dafydd and the paedophiles would have ensured that M&S was the only place where one could shop… Or was there a fear that if M&S arrived, the rather hopeless little shops in Bangor would die a death???

In the 1980s and 90s, Bangor was OK for hippyish clothes and jeans and jumpers, but for the sort of ‘Daily Mail’ reader who in those days favoured M&S, it was a desert. For Ladieswear, there was really only ‘Megan of Bangor’, near the Cathedral, which was the butt of many a joke. ‘Megan of Bangor’ sold really, really naff clothes but at top prices. I theorised with Brown that ‘Megan of Bangor’ had purchased the clothes from suppliers of crimplenes and nylons but were flogging them at high prices pretending that they were of superior quality. One day Brown and I were sitting on the bench outside of the Cathedral and some elderly tourists walked past and one of them looked in the window of ‘Megan of Bangor’ and said ‘oooh look at those prices, you can get those in the market at home for half the price’.

In my first year at UCNW, some of the other girls in our hall went out and purchased a truly vomit-worthy dress, I think from ‘Megan of Bangor’ and one of them put it on and she was photographed wearing the dress and the photos were posted up in the kitchen under the title of ‘M&S Lady Of The Year’.

‘Megan of Bangor’ closed down in the early 1990s, but the premises continued the fine tradition of selling crap disguised as something special. It was replaced by a shop called ‘Saks’ that sold kitchenware and ‘Saks’ tempted people in by putting nice stuff in the window. Once inside ‘Saks’ however, rip-offs could be spotted. For example, ‘Saks’ were trying to flog, at high prices, those tartan blankets for inside of cars, which at the time were going free with petrol purchases. I went in there with Patient F and we just pissed ourselves laughing at this scam. We were frozen out of the shop, but our mirth had obviously touched a nerve, because when we next went past, a handwritten notice had appeared on top of the rugs saying ‘Real Wool. You don’t get this quality with petrol coupons’. Which just made us laugh even more. Over the following weeks, all the items in the window of ‘Saks’ were decorated with similarly snooty labels, explaining to the customers that it wasn’t really rubbish, it was worth paying through the nose for.

There was another Ladieswear shop nearby in Menai Bridge that was owned by the wife of one of the lecturers in the School of Plant Biology, the lecturer known as The Most Boring Lecturer On Earth. He ‘did’ mosses and bryophytes and one of my mates did her final year project with him and I asked ‘oh God how can you bear it?’, but she said that he was actually very nice, but he really hated lecturing which is why he read his lecture notes out in a monotone without looking at the audience. Like everyone else, The Most Boring Lecturer On Earth will have known about his colleagues facilitating a paedophile ring. He had contacts at Oxford, one of whom then gave my friend a place to do her PhD there.

This is weird, because I bumped into this Bangor grad when I was out walking in Bethesda in the early 1990s, after I had been hounded out of St George’s and had returned to Bethesda. She came back to my place in Rachub and we exchanged Horrific Experiences. I told her about St George’s and she told me that after she’d finished her PhD, she got a job in Oxford and was very badly bullied, so much so that she developed clinical depression and was forced of her job. It all sounded very familiar. She subsequently became very ill and told me that as far as she could see, she was being left to kill herself by the mental health services in Oxford, she said they really were negligent. She never had any problems when she was a student at Bangor, but she did know how I and others had been (mis)treated. Furthermore, she originally came from Bristol, which is where Dr D.G.E. Wood’s family ruled over the medical services. I wonder – did those we know and love realise that this was another student who knew that not all was as it should be and who was gunned down in the Massacre of 1991, when so many of us Who Knew were stuffed over?

One person whom this Bangor grad did know was the student in the Dept of Plant Biology who became engaged to a Muslim girl who’s family had lined her up for an arranged marriage and who threatened to kill him. This was common knowledge, they went into hiding as soon as they graduated, but just like when I told Wood and Adrian Bell that someone was threatening to kill Brown, their plight was simply ignored…

The Ladieswear shop that wife of the The Most Boring Lecturer On Earth owned in Menai Bridge sold even fewer clothes than ‘Megan Of Bangor’, in fact it sold so few clothes that the wife of the Most Boring Lecturer On Earth covered the windows in that yellow cellophane stuff that prevents clothes going off when they’ve been in the window for years. But at least the Most Boring Man On Earth and his wife weren’t receiving murder threats. Or I presume that they weren’t.

Another shop that provided much entertainment a few years later was a shop in Bethesda owned by a lady known as Mrs Racist, because she was rather, er, racist. After Diana was killed in the tunnel, Mrs Racist filled the shop with naff but very expensive Di memorabilia. One of my friends from the Hergest Unit – someone else who had been targeted by Dafydd and the gang – invited me to go to the shop to marvel at the overpriced Di mementos. F and I knew that Mrs Racist was a racist but I didn’t think to warn my friend, so we all went to Bethesda to take the piss out of Mrs Racist’s stock. My friend’s brother was getting married in South Africa, so the story that she span to Mrs Racist was that she was looking for a present for her brother’s bride. Mrs Racist’s ears pricked up when my friend said that she was going to South Africa for the wedding and that her brother was marrying a South African girl. Mrs Racist looked at my friend and said ‘White? White? Is she white?’ So my friend said ‘no she’s black actually’ and I thought ooh I should have given an advanced warning… Mrs Racist’s expression fell and she then conducted an interrogation of my friend regarding as to who was going to the wedding, which simply consisted of repeatedly asking ‘White? White?’ As there were far too many guests going who were dangerously black, we were pushed out of the shop.

Mrs Racist probably thinks that I don’t know this, but her husband was an electrician who was involved in a building scam with local builders and building societies. Corrupt surveyors would be commissioned by building societies in Gwynedd to compile reports stating that work needed doing on houses for which people had put in offers. If the purchasers didn’t agree to have the work done, the building society would not lend the money for the purchase. Everyone knew that the surveyors reports were coming back saying that all the houses needed a damp proofing course even when they didn’t and usually a demand was made that the house should be rewired. I caught them red-handed, a twat arrived at a house that I knew had been damp-proofed and said ‘it needs a damp proof course..’ No-one offered an explanation when I provided evidence that it had already been damp-proofed.

So perhaps Mrs Racist aka the wife of the man who owned Dob Electrical in Tregarth could tell us all what was going on. If Mrs Racist and Dob are no longer with us, then their son can fill us in, because he was the one who sat in my house drinking a paned for TWO HOURS before he even lifted a finger – the idea, Dob junior, is that you drink the paned while you work – and while supposedly rewiring my intended house which did not need rewiring, did a really, really bad job, left wires sticking out of walls and did not bother to finish the plastering. Nevertheless, I was charged thousands so that Dob senior, Dad, could sign on the dotted line as required by the building society to ensure that the dosh would be released.

The building societies in Bangor participated in the scams and included National & Provincial.

We knew what was going on scumbags, but you had the whole of Gwynedd rigged…

Particularly Bethesda. Corrupt police officers, corrupt builders, open drug dealing in the Royal Oak in Rachub – by the one favouritised client of Slob Ingham the CPN from the Arfon Community Mental Health Team – was ignored, class A drugs as well, not just a bit of mari-jew-ana – attempts to set fire to houses of those who had crossed the path of the gang…

Dafydd grew up in Bethesda.

 

In terms of rigging in High Places, Jeremy Thorpe’s family were friends with David Lloyd George’s family. Ronnie Waterhouse also came from a well-known Liberal family in north Wales and Waterhouse’s dad was friends with the Lloyd Georges. The Lloyd Georges were of course a family of lawyers. The Deputy Principal of the Normal College in Bangor knew Lady Megan Lord George; the Deputy Principal also knew Dafydd. The Normal College trained and employed a great many people who colluded with the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. There was only the occasional Normal College alumnus who was actually caught and convicted and I don’t believe that the place routinely produced child molesters, but the problem was that most of them knew at least some of what was going on and turned a blind eye, which led to enormous problems with an operation like Dafydd’s at work in the region.

The man who wrote a pack of lies for the Royal College about the world’s greatest Nice Young Doctor, Desmond Curran, was Sir Martin Roth.

 The grave of Sir Martin Roth in Cambridge City Cemetary. 

 

Sir Martin Roth (6 November 1917-26 September 2006) was Professor of Psychiatry, University of Cambridge, 1977–85, then Professor Emeritus and was a Fellow of Trinity College, Cambridge from 1977. He was one of the pioneers in developing psychogeriatrics as a sub-specialty. Roth was also a Trustee of the Schizophrenia Research Fund, a charity founded by Miriam Rothschild. Not only did Martin Roth know about Dafydd and the gang, but there was a big network of people in the Cambridge area with links to Dafydd, including Jonathan King, Baroness Jean Trumpington and Tuppence and his fragrant wife Lady Mary Archer. Roth lived for years after the publication of the Waterhouse Report to keep the lid nailed down. See previous posts for info on these people and Roth.

Carlo went to Trinity College, Cambridge, where Rab Butler was appointed as his special counsellor. Rab knew Trumpers and the rest of the network… See previous posts.

 

Among the many things omitted from the account of Curran’s life provided by Martin Roth was Curran’s involvement in some extraordinary matters in the late 1930s, of which I found details in some very interesting letters written by Curran from his Wimpole Street address that are  stored in the Wellcome Library in the Eugenics Society Archive. One letter, dated 8 May 1939, concerns a patient who is engaged who wishes her fiance to undergo sterilisation because she does not consider him suitable to breed as a result of some of his relatives having conditions such as epilepsy or ‘psychosis’. She is requesting Curran’s help – whether her fiancé actually knows that she has approached Curran regarding this matter is unclear, it is simply mentioned that the young man is currently in South Africa. It is not impossible that the young man himself knows nothing of this plan, because Curran is involved in some almost unbelievable plans with certain patients.

Another letter from Curran is dated 11 March 1938 and is addressed to a Dr C.P. Blacker at 28 Weymouth Street. It concerns a patient whom Curran describes as ‘a Jewess’ who is caring for ‘an elderly whining Jewish mother’. The patient is married to a man who is unfaithful and who contracted gonorrhoea. Curran writes that the gonorrhoea has been treated but ‘his seed is not active’. Curran explains to Dr Blacker that Elliot Slater had suggested ‘artificial impregnation’. Curran writes ‘if the King was not willing to provide active seed, she could possibly get some from a distinguished scientist or author or whatever quality she wanted’.

Yes, Curran seems to believe that there is a possibility that the KING might be willing to donate sperm to a well-to-do patient of Curran’s whom he seems to be helping acquire elite sperm. Before I receive e mails demanding that I be thrown into the Tower for making this up, go online to the Wellcome Library, go to the archives of the Eugenics Society and see those letters for yourselves – there are photographs of them. It is there in black and white, there is no doubt about what is written, it is crystal clear – Curran was going to approach the King to see if he would be willing to donate sperm. That would have been George VI, the present Queen’s father. This really puts Charles, Diana and Camilla into perspective…

Did the King offer this sort of service regularly? It couldn’t have been completely unthinkable or Eliot Slater would never have suggested it.

For further details of the plans that Desmond Curran and others had for the King’s sperm, see post ‘The Case Of The King’s Sperm’, which I wrote some time ago before I realised quite what an enormous crazy bizarre mess the Top Doctors had created.

 

One of Curran’s closest colleagues at St George’s was Maurice Partridge. Now let’s see what the Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives Of The Fellows Online’ says about Maurice Aubrey Partridge.

Maurice Partridge was educated at Shrewsbury School

Sir Charles Evans went to Shrewsbury School, although he was a bit younger than Partridge. However Top Docs do love alumni networks.

and Balliol College, Oxford.

Ted Heath studied at Balliol and under Ted Heath’s Gov’t, Dafydd and the gang expanded their business unimpeded. Heath was PM when Barbara Kahan, a senior social worker who had colluded with child abuse in the Oxford area, along with her husband the child psychiatrist Dr Vladimir Kahan, was appointed a Gov’t adviser on children in care (see post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’).

He did his clinical studies at Guy’s, for which he retained much affection and where he lived in bachelor rooms in the Warden’s House for many years, although a consultant at St George’s.

So Partridge had a foot planted firmly in both camps, Guy’s and St George’s and was a Bachelor as well. Ted Heath was a Bachelor who was not blessed with children. Dafydd’s mate Professor Robert Owen trained at Guy’s.

After Guy’s he trained at the Phipps Clinic (Johns Hopkins) where, like many British psychiatrists of that generation, he was deeply influenced by the psychobiological approach of Adolf Meyer. Following service in the RNVR during the war, where he rose to the rank of surgeon lieutenant commander

Here we go again, Hello Sailor and of course Hello First Lord of the Admiralty Lord Louis Mountbatten…

he spent a short time at St Andrew’s Hospital, Northampton,

St Andrew’s was an asylum with a terrible reputation. St Andrews featured in the media in 1986 when the Evil Jeremy Bamber was convicted and imprisoned for shooting and killing his sister and her two children. Bamber has always denied the murders. Sheila was the former model known as Bambi who had been a patient at St Andrew’s. Top Doctors from St Andrew’s gave evidence for the prosecution at Bamber’s trial although it later became clear that they did not have as much knowledge of Sheila as they claimed, having quite seriously neglected her. Jeremy Bamber is someone else whom many believe has been the subject of a serious miscarriage of justice (see post ‘Family Annilihation’) but was convicted of a crime so ‘Orrible that he was convicted and imprisoned amidst a tidal wave of emotion and tabloid headlines involving Murder, Sex, Models, Insanity, Evil Sons Who Stood To Inherit Millions, Children and Top Doctors Who Cared and Could See Into People’s Hearts.

In recent years St Andrew’s has served as a privately owned hospital taking state-funded patients who are adults with learning difficulties, who have often been removed from the care of their families by Top Docs and social workers against the wishes of them and their families. There has been scandal after scandal at St Andrew’s, with allegations made of brutality towards learning disabled patients and at least one man died after Angels ‘restrained’ him, or more accurately ‘choked him to death’.

before his appointment to St George’s Hospital, where he was one of a triumvirate with Desmond Curran and Sir Paul Mallinson. These men made St George’s pre-eminent in psychiatry in the post war years; with a well developed department of psychiatry within a teaching hospital at a time when similar hospitals were in a string-and-sealing-wax stage.

Whereas St George’s was a well-oiled machine for concealing Naughtiness in High Places.

Maurice was only involved in one major research project,

But he became Eminent nonetheless

a follow-up of 300 patients after prefrontal leucotomy, but that was splendidly carried out and led to an influential publication, Pre-frontal leucotomy, Springfield,Ill.,Thomas, 1950, the only one of its kind at that time.

I haven’t read this contribution to medical science yet, but I am wondering whether any of Gwynne the lobotomist’s victims were among the 300 followed up and whether Partridge was one of the nutters who advocated lobotomy on the grounds of the beneficial effects that it conferred upon patients in that the Angels found it so much easier to Manage Them after the ‘operation’ – they no longer objected to being physically and sexually assaulted, being capable of doing little more than vegging out in a chair all day – or whether Partridge was one of those who found that lobotomies had such dreadful consequences for most people that the procedure pretty much died out by the early 1960s. Except at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh of course, where Gwynne continued to enthusiastically wield the pick in the direction of anyone who objected to Dafydd and others joining them in bed. Cardiff University remained lovingly attached to lobotomies, so attached that in Sept 1999 – four months before the Waterhouse Report was published –  they gave Lena Zavaroni one and she died shortly afterwards. Lena’s death was followed by some not very honest explanations from the University Hospital Cardiff. Not that Lena or her nearest and dearest were told that she was being given a lobotomy, they were told that she was having a ‘new treatment for depression’. After I blogged about Lena’s case, I received an e mail from a Top Doctor telling me that the operation that Lena had was a cingulotomy. I appreciated the explanation but I remembered this e mail that I had received previously from someone who has spent years watching Top Doctors harm their patients:

‘Once upon a time the people who had been neglected, mistreated or sexually interfered with in the care of the health or social services could be lobotomised before they started complaining too loudly. Eventually, that started to become unacceptable even if you tarted it up by saying that you were going to remove an epileptogenic lesion or were going to give them a cingulotomy or something like that. This then leaves you with the problem of all those people who might complain about what’s going on. You might succeed in calling them ‘substance misusers’ and refer them to Dafydd (for goodness sake make sure that none of them have the chance to speak to that man from Liverpool) then they can be plied with whatever drugs they ask for. Maybe you can get them arrested and once they’ve been inside no-one will believe them anyway. Maybe you can make them very dependent and withdraw care so they’re likely to kill themselves. Maybe you can style yourself an expert in pharmacology and give them drugs in mixtures and dosages that violate the manufacturer’s recommendations and put them at risk of choking, heart attack, etc. If you get really desperate you can invite them all to a party and then throw a petrol bomb into the building. You can be a bit more selective and just sexually abuse people to whom you suspect that it’s already happened so they’ve already been softened up by someone else and if they say you’ve done it to them as well you can say it’s just transference or some sort of post-traumatic psychosis. The fact that you can’t lobotomise them anymore doesn’t mean the party’s over, you just have to get a bit more creative. If Dafydd really was prescribing morphine, heroin and the like to people, there must have been a lot of folks helping him. To give drug users heroin for example you’d need a Home Office licence. However there are a few doctors in this country equipped to do this and who do so. Indeed, maintaining people on prescribed doses of heroin is sometimes referred to as the ‘British System’ abroad and it’s been going on since the early 20th century. So people in senior positions would have been involved in enabling Dafydd to gain the licence and make sure that he stayed out of trouble to keep it. A lot of people’s careers, livelihoods and even liberty depended upon Dafydd doing this job. So no wonder they were propping him up. And, apparently, still are.’

Which sums it up nicely.

 

[Maurice Partridge was also] co-author with Curran of their textbook Psychological Medicine, Edinburgh:New York, Churchill Livingstone, 1980, in which he managed to incorporate some very amusing footnotes.

The humour of Top Doctors often pivots upon the distress that they have caused patients, so there’ll have been plenty of material for Partridge’s stand-up at the St George’s Christmas Review.

At St George’s, Partridge was a popular teacher, and he and his two consultant colleagues provided lectures on psychiatry to all comers, at Hyde Park Corner, alternating with neurology given by Denis Williams and Hamilton Paterson.

Except it won’t have been to ‘all comers’, I would be surprised if, for example, patients and their relatives attended those lectures.

Maurice Partridge was an extremely amusing man: dry, ironic, and with a superb gift of timing when telling stories.

There will have been many stories, particularly on the patients’ medical records.

He became a well known after-dinner speaker in rather limited circles, because he was basically a shy man and turned down invitations to larger gatherings.

Bechod! So Partridge’s stories were only shared among a discerning few then. They weren’t the sort of stories that after-dinner speakers like John Humphrys can tell to a packed room who have paid him thousands for the privilege which might well appear in the press a few days later.

Everyone called him ‘Bird’, and his signature when writing to friends was a little wavy line which looked like the outline of a seagull. His holidays were always spent in extraordinarily remote places. Long before there were package tours to the Himalayas, ‘Bird’ was already sending cards and letters from places like Nepal.

Ah, a Doctor was never off-duty in those days! They were always there for patients and the hours were long and the pay not very good, Duw, it was hard. When Bird, Charles Evans and Anne McCandless weren’t having a great time trekking in Nepal that was.

His appearance was a little eccentric.

Dafydd et al always took notes re their patients’ appearance. Dafydd noted that F was ‘a man with pleasant manners and casual attire’, so one wonders why there were so many allegations about F striking fear into the hearts of Top Doctors, Angels and social workers. When I asked F what he thought of Dafydd, F replied ‘I thought that he was a bit of a twat’. I caused WW III when, after I read the libellous crap that Dr D.G.E. Wood and Gwynne had written about me, I sent Wood a letter asking if Gwynne’s medical notes recorded that he had false teeth, trousers with the crotch down by the knees and a liberal covering of Brylcreem. Wood denied that anything libellous had been written about me and then they altered the records. I could see the tippex, it was hilarious. Brown then wrote to Wood saying ‘I note that a number of crude alterations have now been carried out on Sally’s records’ to which Wood replied ‘there have been no alterations made to any records’. Brown and me could SEE THE TIPPEX and the retyping. Well I’ve acquired even more copies of amended and forged documents now, dozens of them.

I still do not know if Gwynne’s records noted those teeth, trousers and Brylcreem, but I do hope so. My records contain evidence of all sorts, an Afghan hat, a mini-skirt, hiking boots, a rucksack, Doc Martens, although not all at once of course. I wonder why they didn’t just document that I’d arrived at the Hergest Unit naked, riding a horse, Lady Godiva-style. It’s not as if anyone ever worried about complete fiction appearing on the records.

The Royal College of Physicians were obviously as experienced in the art of observation as Dafydd et al:

He was short and rotund, untidy, usually wore thick tweed suits even in summer, and always had a large, coloured handkerchief in his breast pocket which he used to flourish and then mop his brow. He looked rather like Pickwick, but plump rather than fat. He was a good squash player and took part in matches with the students, and others. On the hottest days he would wear a white sweater on the court, and on occasions would leave the court between sets and return wearing an extra sweater; which was usually worth two or three points against a student opponent.

I am someone who will defend anyone’s right to wear however many jumpers they wanted to wear in whatever climate, but I can only imagine to what ends Bird’s attire would have been used if he had been an Empowered Service User…

Maurice was a kindly and cultured man, helpful to his juniors, much respected as a clinician and colleague and his death has saddened many.

He also facilitated a VIP trafficking ring. Maurice pegged out in 1984, which was also the year that George Thomas was hospitalised as a result of an STI and Leo Abse and the Top Docs lied to the press about the reason for Thomas’s hospital stay. Dafydd lost a valuable ally when Partridge croaked, no wonder Sir Charles Evans was forced to retire in that year and the rather better camouflaged paedophiles’ friend Professor Eric Sunderland was installed as Principal of UCNW.

This account of Bird and his life was provided by Peter Storey, ‘a distinguished consultant psychiatrist at St George’s Hospital, London, greatly respected as a clinician and teacher and author of the later editions of the classic textbook ‘Psychological medicine: an introduction to psychiatry’. Rather than yet another dishonest crazy butcher who was completely out of control.

Peter Brett Storey is now in that great consulting room – or more probably bar – in the sky, along with so many others who provided the many umbrellas under which Dafydd sheltered. Storey died in 2008, at the end of yet another life dedicated to serving the cause of Dafydd and the gang. Storey was one of Desmond Curran’s students.

The Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives Of The Fellows Online’ has of course published an account of Peter Storey’s life and works.

Peter Storey was a distinguished consultant psychiatrist at St George’s Hospital, London, greatly respected as a clinician and teacher, and author of the later editions of the classic textbook ‘Psychological medicine: an introduction to psychiatry’. He was born in Whitley Bay, where his father, Henry Storey, was a master builder and company director. He was educated first at the Royal Grammar School, Newcastle-upon-Tyne.

Storey got in early to avoid the rush. Newcastle-upon-Tyne hosted the trafficking ring which like so many others was preceded by organised abuse which went back a long way. The ring in Newcastle supplied Dafydd’s gang with both staff and children from the 1970s onward.

During the war the pupils were evacuated to Penrith, and when they returned he changed to Mill Hill School, which had also been evacuated nearby. He then moved with it when it returned to London. He qualified in 1953 at St Mary’s Hospital Medical School.

St Mary’s isn’t really posh like Tommy’s, but it likes to think that it is quite posh enough to be pompous about it. St Mary’s has got a Posh Bit, namely Lindo Wing, which was sufficiently posh to be deemed to be acceptable for the delivery of Prince William. Di suffered unnecessarily nonetheless, not because of the insufficient poshness, but because Sir George Pinker screwed up. Pinker was a colleague of Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain, the Prof of Obs and Gynae at St George’s who was a friend of Ollie Brook as well as of Cilla Black. Chamberlain was colluding with Dafydd et al as well as Ollie’s gang in London. Despite Di being less than happy, more Royal babies have been delivered at Lindo Wing. Whether that is because the Royal Family haven’t realised the cock-up re William’s birth or whether it is because St Mary’s are considered to be a Safe Pair of Hands for other reasons I don’t know. See previous posts for info on George Pinker.

Subsequently he spent three years in the Army and was promoted as captain in the RAMC, having enlisted at the time of National Service.

He then completed three years in acute general medicine in Portsmouth and six months in neurology at Atkinson Morley Hospital, associated with St George’s Hospital.

They were fully on board with Dafydd et al at Atkinson Morley by 1990…

He trained in psychiatry at the Maudsley Hospital, where he passed his London University academic diploma in psychological medicine (DPM).

Dafydd ‘trained’ at the Maudsley. Dafydd didn’t pass through the Maudsley until the early 1960s, but there was already organised abuse at the Maudsley by the time that Dafydd arrived. Dafydd ‘trained’ under Dr Bob Hobson, who was notorious. Hobson’s obituaries make no mention of him being known as someone who, along with his team, was shagging patients, but other Top Docs had coded ways of writing letters to each other to flag up patients who had the dirt on Hobson’s lot. Hobson decamped to Manchester University in 1974 and his colleagues at London claimed to be surprised and not know the reason why. Hobson of course set up a trafficking ring at Manchester. Tony Francis worked with Hobson’s lot at Manchester as did Sadie Francis. For the Drs Francis it was then from Manchester straight over to Dafydd’s gang in response to the distress flares which were sent up after the Mary Wynch case when reinforcements were called for. See post ‘The Mentor’ for more information on Hobson and Manchester and ‘A Galaxy of Talent’ for information on the grandiose idiots who held the fort at the Maudsley. ‘The Discovery of a Whole New Galaxy…’ provides the background of the gang at Manchester who preceded Hobson and who subsequently spread their wings taking their toxicity with them far and wide.

He spent two years as a research fellow at Atkinson Morley’s, where he carried out at an important study showing major psychiatric, personality and emotional sequelae from subarachnoid haemorrhage. He had previously undertaken the first well-controlled study using air encephalography to investigate chronic schizophrenics, which, although small in size and failing to demonstrate abnormalities, can be seen today as a forerunner of later studies using CAT scanning and other modern imaging techniques to show abnormalities.

Oh classic Top Doctors’ hype, ‘although small in size and failing to demonstrate abnormalities’ it was of course a forerunner. If I had conducted a piece of research which was small in size and didn’t show anything at all I don’t think that I’d bother to publicise it, I’d get on with something more fruitful.

But then Dafydd was Europe’s Leading Forensic Psychiatrist.

He was then a senior lecturer in psychiatry at St George’s for four years and in 1969 was appointed as a consultant psychiatrist at St George’s and at Springfield Hospital, near St George’s in Tooting, and then becoming closely linked.

So THIS is the Mr Big who blended the Knightsbridge Crooks To The Nobility with the south London trafficking gang which had been in operation for many years in the Wandsworth/Tooting area. I wondered who did that. I suspected that when Harold Wilson’s Gov’t drew up plans to relocate St George’s from Hyde Park Corner to Tooting that it was something to do with the ring at Tooting, but I didn’t realise that the St George’s trafficking psychiatrists had made the link to Springfield as long ago as 1969, when they were still all living it up at the Hyde Park Corner site.

In 1971, with the foundation of the Royal College of Psychiatrists, he was awarded the MRCPsych.

They all were, at the time the Royal College put in strategies to ensure that every consultant psychiatrist came out with a prize, even Dafydd, because it was acknowledged that so many of them were hopeless and would not pass an exam under normal conditions. In the same spirit that Brown and me were systematically marked down because we had this annoying habit of doing quite well in exams having crossed the path of Dafydd’s gang. Oh shit they’ve both topped 90% again, MOVE THOSE GOAL POSTS…

He was greatly respected as the best psychiatric clinician at St George’s, and was also elected by his colleagues for six years as medical administrator at Springfield, where he brought about many improvements and greatly fostered the link with St George’s, which culminated in Springfield being recognised as a university hospital. For nine years he also saw students at Imperial College.

Of course Mr Big was ‘the best psychiatric clinician at St George’s’ he was organising the whole ring and bringing more and more Distinguished Eminent Doctors on board, including those at Imperial, which was under the rule of Lord Brian Flowers, who grew up in Swansea (see previous posts)…

Harold Wilson’s resignation was undoubtedly something to do with this ring and I suspect that it was related to Jeremy Thorpe’s activities getting so out of hand that Harold though that this was all going to blow up on his watch and in a very big way, but I need to do some more digging…

Harold Wilson waved through a huge investment to build the new St George’s Medical School at Tooting, it was a flagship development. Planned for and given to a gang of people traffickers to run…

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[Storey] developed a large and successful private practice. He saw many survivors of three major disasters with post-traumatic stress – the sinkings of the cross-channel ferry Herald of Free Enterprise (March 1987) and the Thames pleasure cruiser Marchioness (August 1989), and the Lockerbie plane crash (December 1988).

As these events were all in the recent past, I suggest that someone takes a fine toothcomb through everything related to them. They were all famous cock-ups that took place on Thatcher’s watch with legal implications of nightmarish proportions.

He was invited to become a co-author of a widely-used textbook, Psychological medicine, written by two eminent St George’s figures, Desmond Currran and Maurice Partridge seeing through its 7th to 10th editions (1972 to 1986), and ultimately becoming its sole author. He retired from the NHS, but not from practice, in 1987.

So Storey had everything completely sewn up with Curran and Partridge and the three of them dominated the scene and trained Top Doctors up to those of my generation. Not that Storey even bade a fond farewell in 1987; well he didn’t dare, Brown and I had started mouthing off about Dafydd by then and furthermore we were two postgrad students rather than kids in care…

In 1991 he retired completely, and with his wife decided to return to his earlier roots, in Penrith.

No, he won’t have gone completely, although 1991 was the year in which his mates at St George’s forced me out of medical research. This bastard was never going to go, there was far, far too much at stake…

A few years later he developed progressive Parkinson’s disease. He was however for some years able to be a member of Penrith Golf Club, where his father had been captain in 1958, and to continue with fell walking. In retirement he also took a variety of evening classes, in French, conversational Italian and pottery, and completed two Open University courses in literature and history.

None of this will have been benign. I would not have thought that one could make much mischief at Penrith Golf Club, but Peter Storey will have and when he was fell-walking and when he was in his French evening classes and at the conversational Italian and at the pottery and while he was in his OU classes, he will have been networking and organising throughout all of it… Who played golf at Penrith and was in those evening classes with Storey???

Two possibilities: Willie Whitelaw and William Bingley. Whitelaw concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al in every position that he held for years and years and he had a house in the Lake District. William Bingley – who’s parents Admiral Sir Alec Bingley and Lady Juliet concealed abuse involving Mountbatten et al in an earlier era (see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’) – colluded with Dafydd and all associated gangs when he was Legal Director of MIND and then when he was Chief Exec of the Mental Health Act Commission. After that, Bingley was Professor of Mental Health Law and Ethics at the University of Central Lancashire (2000–04) and was non-executive Director of Morecambe Bay Primary Care Trust (2000-06), which also managed local mental health facilities, then Chairman of North Lancashire NHS Primary Care Trust. Morecombe Bay was the Trust who concealed dangerous midwives whose idiocy and lies resulted in the deaths of many babies. Bingley resigned as Chair of North Lancashire NHS Primary Care Trust three weeks before he died, after he was exposed as running a financial scam with the NHS from which he personally benefited. Bingley died in Aug 2011 in a fell-walking accident. Perhaps someone gave him a shove, after all Operation Pallial had just been launched and there was going to be a review of the Waterhouse Inquiry.

The Viscount Whitelaw
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I have only just realised that Bingley’s mum Lady Juliet did her social work training in Liverpool. Which is where Lucille Hughes trained and where Dafydd studied medicine… Lady Juliet was appointed Chairman of MIND in 1979. Which was the year that Mary Wynch languished in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, illegally imprisoned…

Willie Whitelaw was appointed Home Secretary in 1979. He served as Lord President of the Council, 1983-88, which meant that during those years he was the visitor to UCNW…

Willie believed in getting tough on young thugs and giving them a short sharp shock. It didn’t work on the boys from Bryn Estyn because they were already accustomed to being gang raped at gunpoint, although Willie knew that, he’d worked very hard to cover it all up for years.

Willie wasn’t a Bachelor and he had been blessed with children, but I wouldn’t have put anything past him frankly.

[Storey] was a man of many interests, cultural and sporting, with a positive outlook and a dignified presence. In his London years he was very much engaged in opera, and a regular attender at Covent Garden. He was a keen golfer, squash player, mountain walker and skier, continuing into his 60s.

He picked up a few more elite mates at the opera then. Nicky Mitchell-Heggs, the corrupt occupational health physician at St George’s Hospital Medical School, liked going to the opera. See previous posts.

At St Mary’s he was a rugby player, until an injury with two prolapsed intervertebral disks ended his rugby career. He married in 1952, while still a student, Ann Geraldine Murray. He was survived by his widow, two sons and two daughters, and seven grandchildren.

Oh God. Seven grandchildren. They are myriad, they are legion… They won’t be working in MacDonalds.

Peter Storey died in 2008, so he was on hand to help with Waterhouse… Storey was also alive and kicking when all those people were trying to remove Merfyn Jones from his job as VC of Bangor University.

Did you know anything about it all Miranda?

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There is another old fossil that I need to cover in this blog post as well, another of Desmond Curran’s colleagues, Sir Paul Mallinson, who was with us until 1989.

Paul Mallinson came from two worlds, the timber trade and farming, and made medicine his calling. A shy and private man, he blossomed within his work where his kindness and infinite capacity to care could be formalized. Generations of patients and trainees have cause for gratitude.

Another shy, private bunny who always hid his light under a bushel throughout his entire life, which was somehow spent Caring, while working hand in hand with a bunch of ruthless gangsters of the finest pedigree.

He went to school at Westminster before studying medicine at Oxford and St Thomas’ medical school, and entered psychiatry in 1937.

So Mallinson predated Dr Death at Tommy’s…

He spent the war years in the Royal Navy working under Desmond Curran and afterwards joined him at St George’s Hospital in London.

What better introduction to his future career could Mallinson have had?

The service and teaching programmes he and Curran developed, together with Maurice Partridge, became pre-eminent amongst the London teaching hospitals. For many years the Saturday morning postgraduate teaching at Hyde Park Corner, combined with neurology contributions, was the basis of formal training for countless young psychiatrists aiming at the DPM.

Curran and his mates infected the whole profession…

The outpatient department became famously located at No 15 Knightsbridge, and the inpatient unit at Atkinson Morley’s Hospital in Wimbledon.

It sounds rather posh for the likes of Empowered Service Users, but from what I remember, Jeremy Thorpe or someone close to him payed for Norman’s ‘care’ at the hands of Curran. Before Ed’s Uncle Harry’s NHS Looked After The Poor, wealthy people who had found themselves in a tight spot often footed the bill for the Top Doctors to ‘care’ for a distraught person who was making worrying allegations about them. Reading biographies of posh people who suffered at the hands of other posh people I’ve been quite taken with how often Top Doctors were paid good money by charitable abusers to cause their victims even more distress and I’m not just talking of Freud and The Case Of Dora, which is always the example given when questions are asked about Freud and his motivations. Lord Lucan’s wife always maintained that ‘her’ Top Doctor – a Private Psychiatrist – was working on behalf of her husband, not her. Where did poor Lady Lucan end up when someone bludgeoned her over the head after/before killing the nanny? St George’s Hospital. Where she was accused of being mad. In true Top Doctor style, Lady Lucan was noticed to be distraught and not making much sense tch tch and making the most extraordinary claims about her husband, that lovely man who did nothing but gamble the family fortune away while hanging out with John Aspinall who kept wild animals who kept eating their keepers. Oh please, someone marry off a few of the Top Doctors to some grade A gits and let the gits bludgeon them over the head after murdering someone else, admit the bludgeoned Docs to St George’s and let me know when all this happens. I’ll turn up and film the fun and then show screenings free of charge to every Empowered Service User who has ever been on the receiving end of this lot.

Paul’s beloved Rover car always proudly bore the registration plate ‘15K AMH’.

Dafydd’s corrupt policeman friend Elfed Roberts drove a penismobile with a number plate with the letters EWR, so I always knew when Elfed had turned up at Bangor University to cause problems for me, even when he wasn’t actually sitting in his penismobile shrouded in the ‘Daily Post’ as he so often was.

The professional and intellectual climate in the department was second to none,

Oh don’t titter…

sceptical yet benevolent to a marked degree. Training as a registrar in these circumstances was a joy,

Nay, nay and thrice nay

so that the author of this tribute [I’ll come to him shortly] had no qualms about turning down a post at the Maudsley Hospital when the opportunity arose to work at St George’s instead.

I can imagine that many people would have been torn having to choose between two such opportunities…

Neither Mallinson or Curran did much research themselves, though their consummate clinical knowledge and skill led to several memorable publications of a clinical kind.

This is a familiar story re those Distinguished Eminent colleagues of Dafydd’s. As with David Davies, who was the Dean of the Institute of Psychiatry at the Maudsley when they let Dafydd in, the Davies who built his global reputation as an expert in alcoholism after conducting a study of seven alcoholics, a number of whom Davies later realised weren’t actually alcoholics after all (see post ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’), Mallinson and Curran will not have done very much of anything except pompousing and gunning down anyone who might have acquired dirt on the rich and powerful, but they’ll have written a few things on the back of their zilch knowledge and that will have been enough for them to have been lauded as Outstanding Clinicians and Clinical Teachers.

The ludicrous thing is that the students and juniors whom this lot lorded it over were fully aware that they were the King’s New Clothes, but because most of those students and juniors would go on to build their own careers on the basis of the King’s New Clothes themselves, no-one ever did the job of the little boy in the crowd who yelled out ‘look they’ve got no clothes on’.

Almost every registrar working with them was inspired to become embroiled in clinical research within a year or two, and the subsequent publications are still sometimes quoted thirty years later.

Yes, I’ve just commented on how it works…

At least five of their registrars eventually went on to established university chairs.

And it is highly likely that they won’t have actually been robust academics, although they’ll have done the right favours for the right people and continued to do so. Some decades ago, FIVE PROFS trained at the knee of a trafficking gang who had no knowledge of psychiatry. What does that tell us about the state of psychiatry? Those profs will have been turning up in court as expert witnesses, they’ll have been taking decisions as to who to section for months on end or who to send to live with Jimmy Savile in Broadmoor or who to deny treatment on the grounds that they were ‘not ill’ when they were too ill to function. It is a nightmare and it is why when Dafydd put on his best grave voice and said to me years ago ‘Everyone is saying the same thing about you. Can we really all be wrong?’, I replied ‘yes, because you’re all mates and you’re all a bunch of liars.’ Furthermore Dafydd, you’d previously rung me up and offered me a place at Liverpool Medical School in return for dropping my complaint about you after telling me that I was a ‘remarkable person’ and Brown was listening in to that call…

As were MI5, but no, they weren’t going to interrupt this fuckwittery.

‘We are all saying the same thing’. Take your pick:

Paranoid schizophrenia; Process psychosis; Manic depressive insanity; Bizarre personality disorder; Paranoid personality disorder; Homicidal; Remarkable Person; Attractive and seductive; Anti-social Personality Disorder; Bipolar I; Bipolar II; Borderline personality disorder.

Anyone want to give the tombola another spin???

Brown once suggested a few diagnoses that Dafydd could use, such as Chapel Psychosis and Cottage Ignition Syndrome. We were having a laugh at the time, but I wouldn’t be entirely surprised if someone in Denbigh ended up with being diagnosed with those syndromes.

Dafydd mustn’t worry, I know what is wrong with me. It’s a wandering womb and over-education for my feminine state, it really has turned my mind.

 

Paul used to go to endless trouble to help his juniors in their careers – more often by simply being empathic to their aspirations and a sound judge of their abilities, coupled with his wish to help them fulfil themselves.

This translates as ‘he ensured that those who kept their mouths shut and toadied to him were given a boost, which resulted in his lackeys and partners-in-crime holding key positions of responsibility to keep the show on the road.’

His own conscientious approach, his endless clinical curiosity, open mindedness and modesty, provided a model which was irresistible.

I never encountered this man, but I encountered those whom he ‘influenced’ and ‘mentored’ and ‘inspired’. In no way did they live up to this spin.

Trainees subject to his influence changed

I saw them post-transformation. It was not a pretty sight.

– as did countless patients. Many young doctors were privileged to share something of his home life. They would spend summer holidays, with their wives and children, at his lovely Bembridge home, where Paul indulged his love of cricket, sailing and gardening.

Bembridge is on the Isle of Wight. So Paul Mallinson invited his coterie and their families for upmarket holidays at his place. It would be nice to think that shameless toadying to a crooked old git in return for crumbs from his table would not be so common as to pervade medicine and effect practice, but from what I saw it does. Geoffrey Chamberlain held summer garden parties at his place in Wimbledon to which everyone was invited, which I think were designed to rub in how important and influential Chamberlain and his wife were. At least Chamberlain and his wife did make pleasant chit chat to their guests though. Chamberlain’s friend Cathy Wilson, the Reader in Reproductive Physiology in the Dept of Obs and Gynae, owned an even more impressive place than Chamberlain. Cathy lived at Notting Hill Gate and she too held parties there where the catering could not be bettered. What did Cathy do at her parties? She got pissed and hurled abuse at people. But they returned, time after time. People were aghast when I told them that no, I really would not be wasting my free time chez Wilson. It was simply emphasised what I would me missing – ooh she’s got such a beautiful house, the food will be fantastic etc. Well yes that was true, but it came with Cathy Wilson. One day after there had been a great deal of frostiness towards me because I really was not going to go to a party at Cathy’s – I tolerated her appalling conduct at work because I don’t think that one should cause WW III with one’s colleagues when one is being paid to do a job – I was interested to hear what had happened at the Notting Hill Gate party. Cathy had got pissed and screamed racist abuse at a Yugoslavian junior doctor and she’d had a screaming row with a consultant. Well that was a surprise.

For the same reason I turned down all the invitations to join the St George’s Wine Club. It was finally noted by Nicky Mitchell-Heggs that I ‘didn’t really fit in with the rest of them’. No and I was most relieved that I didn’t and I had no intention of doing so. They were a bunch of vacuous tossers who wasted their money on bottled water and courgettes, treated people like turds and furthermore they were facilitating a paedophile gang. But at least they partied with Cilla and Prince Edward and Nanette Newman turned up to their ball, which for some baffling reason actually meant something to them.

In his day he was president of the St George’s medical school club, and also of its cricket club, and he knew most of the undergraduates fairly well. He eventually retired from St George’s in 1969 but continued to practice privately until he was 70 years old.

Mallinson was probably in Wine Club as well.

He was the third baronet and succeeded his father in 1943.

Cathy and Chamberlain would have moved so fast to attend his parties that they’d have broken their legs.

He was married first to Elia Mary Guy in 1940 and they had a son and two daughters; one daughter is a doctor.

They are myriad…

The marriage was dissolved in 1968. His second marriage was to Dr Margaret Cooper Bowden, a former pupil of his

I wonder if Margaret Cooper Bowden was any relation of Bluglass and Dafydd’s mate Paul Bowden, another Eminent Distinguished London-based psychiatrist who was also colluding with serious organised crime?

There is a great deal of shagging the boss in medicine. I don’t have a problem with that if the people involved actually like each other, but medicine is so dysfunctional that very often they don’t. It all looked like a very high risk activity to me. Top Doctors become very traumatised if you are not participating in the shagfest, it’s an even worse crime than not going to Wine Club.

and her care – and his stoicism and good humour -made bearable his prolonged final illness. She survived him, together with the three children of his previous marriage.

So the old bastard had someone to look after him when he spent a few years with Parkinsons and she’ll have inherited the dosh. There’ll have been a fight over the will – after all, where there’s a will there’s a relative – and the children of the dear departed loving father will all be using the old git’s network to bag themselves powerful positions.

Who wrote this tribute to the trafficker who invited those assisting in the crime to live it up with him on the Isle of Wight? One Professor Arthur Crisp. Crisp is now dead, but Arthur Crisp was very much alive when I was working at St George’s and when I was a patient at Springfield in early 1991. Crisp was a specialist in anorexia and like everyone at the phenomenal Psych Dept at St George’s, Crisp was a towering figure, ‘with the best clinical outcomes’ of any eating disorder specialist. I know how Crisp achieved his phenomenal results. An Angel who worked at Springfield told me and was remarkably honest about the magic formula. Crisp discharged any patients who refused to eat when they were in the unit and he would not treat them again. So the most seriously ill patients who er, didn’t eat, were refused treatment. Anorexia has the highest mortality rate of any mental illness, even higher than manic depression. One of the symptoms of anorexia is a refusal to eat, no matter how malnourished one is or how much pressure is put upon one. So Crisp didn’t actually treat anorexics, he treated patients with less serious eating problems who could bring themselves to eat.

Any cardiac specialists out there who fancy improving their outcomes by not treating people with heart problems? Your patients will make a fantastic recovery if they’re not actually ill.

Arthur Crisp will have been discharging those patients to die and everyone knew that. One outcome of sexual abuse in some people is the development of eating disorders. Crisp and his colleagues were facilitating a paedophile/trafficking ring. So which patients was Crisp treating??? Or refusing to treat?

Crisp’s junior doctors are now to be found in the most senior positions re eating disorders. One of his juniors, Adrienne Key, became the Director of Eating Disorders for The Priory Group. I remember Adrienne Key, she was working as a junior doctor in Springfield when I was there. I and other patients watched Adrienne routinely slam the door shut in patients’ faces when they tried to talk to her. She wouldn’t even reply to the desperate greetings of ‘oh hello Dr Key’. Adrienne would march through the ward, straight into the nurses office, slam the door in the face of anyone who dared approach and if they stood patiently waiting outside of the door, an Angel would emerge and shout at them to go away and leave Dr Key alone. The callousness was breathtaking.

Not long after I left St George’s Adrienne Key and Tom Burns featured in a TV documentary called ‘Minders’, which Showed Life In A Mental Hospital, ie. Springfield. I presumed that it would be yet another PR piece, but incredibly enough it wasn’t. The documentary makers had not edited as the Top Docs usually bank on them doing. They screened everything and my, did Adrienne and Tom look bad. They actually did exactly what I remember them doing to patients, but I don’t think that they ever expected it to be shown on TV. Adrienne turned up on the doorstep of a vulnerable man accompanied by the police, with no warning and snapped at him that he was coming with her, NOW, or these police would handcuff him and she carted the man off to Springfield. He was terrified and confused, there was no attempt at communication with him, simply Adrienne snapping ‘you are ill and you are coming with us’. The problem was that the man had a belief that his hair was blue. However it was very evident that this was the only ‘symptom’ that he had. He had been coping at home, he was OK, he wasn’t even distressed, but he did think that his hair was blue. At Springfield he was sectioned and forcibly injected with massive doses of anti-psychotics. He reacted very badly to them, began dribbling uncontrollably and shaking. He continued to maintain that his hair was blue, so they upped the dose. He sat there repeating ‘look what you’ve done to me, look what you’ve done’. Tom said ‘yes we have done this to you because you think that your hair is blue and it is not’. There was no attempt to titrate the dose yet alone give him any side-effect medication, which should be routine.

The grim reality of what Tom and Adrienne did to this poor sod caused uproar and there were a great many complaints about bad practice at Springfield Hospital. Tom Burns demanded that he be allowed onto Channel 4 to defend himself. Burns was filmed saying ‘you made us look like the Gestapo’. Indeed they did Tom. Because they filmed what you actually did to people rather than take orders from you as to only show the bits where you were keeping a civil tongue in your head.

I was ordered to see Tom Burns myself by Nicky Mitchell-Heggs, in the wake of me refusing to drop my complaints about Dafydd et al when ordered to by my colleagues at St George’s. Nicky told me that Tom Burns was the loveliest man that she knew. Tom Burns was very personable until halfway through the interview, after I’d told him what was happening in north Wales. Burns interrupted me and said ‘you think I’m an idiot don’t you? You think that I don’t know that this is going on and that I’m naive. Well I do know and I believe everything that you’ve told me about them’. Burns then told me that psychiatry ‘attracts disturbed people’ and that this was causing great problems.

After I left Burns’s room I never heard from him again. Years later, when I acquired my medical records, there was the documentation from Mitchell-Heggs and Burns. Burns had told Mitchell-Heggs that I wasn’t psychotic but that I might have a paranoid personality disorder. He told her that I was not a danger to anyone. After Dafydd et al tried to have me imprisoned and I was given bail on condition that I stayed in Springfield, Mitchell-Heggs had written to Burns again. He told her that he ‘didn’t think that he had anything to offer’.

Burns admitted to me that he knew about the serious criminality in north Wales. Tony Francis, Dafydd and Lucille were directly in contact with Wandsworth Social Services and Springfield Hospital with regard to me, I have all the documentation to prove it. Burns’s colleague Dr Robin Jacobson stated in writing that Dafydd was sexually exploiting patients and that he thought that Tony Francis was as well. No-one mentioned a word of this to me. I was discharged from Springfield with no follow-up care and told to go back to north Wales because Dafydd was my doctor no less.

Tom Burns was later given a Chair at Oxford University. Burns is in the same Dept at Oxford as Professor Mark Williams, who left Bangor University for Oxford at about the turn of the millennium. Mark Williams worked with Dafydd and the gang for years and he knew what they were doing. See post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’. I think that Williams got his Chair first and then Burns, from the London branch of the same ring, joined Williams at Oxford.

Tom Burns was a mental health adviser to Blair’s Gov’t. It was Burns who recommended that the Gov’t impose Community Treatment Orders (CTOs) on thousands and thousands of people. When Burns came up with that terrifying proposal, he was told that it would result in mental health patients who were not guilty of any crime being pinned down in their own homes by the police and forcibly injected with anti-psychotic medication that they did not want. Tom sneered and reminded everyone that Top Docs don’t behave like that.

Tom has now admitted that CTOs ‘haven’t worked as he expected’ and that yes rather a lot of them have been issued and er OK, there have been some rather worrying incidents. Involving the police forcing their way into people’s homes and pinning them down while they are injected… Some Empowered Service Users have run away from home and disappeared to escape CTOs.

What did Miranda think was going to happen when he appointed a member of a trafficking gang as his adviser on mental health? Miranda will have known what was going on at St George’s, because he and Cherie had both worked in George Carman’s Chambers when Carman was concealing the trafficking ring…

And we were supposed to believe that Merfyn was the problem!

Whoops, looks like you’ve been caught out Miranda!

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It’s the fucking Welsh again as Miranda is no doubt shouting at the TV right now…

For more information on Arthur Crisp, Adrienne Keay, Tom Burns and the other funsters who ran a pan-European trafficking ring while working as Top Doctors and Gov’t advisers, see previous posts…

 

Dr David Roberts’s book on the history of Bangor University names a number of other gwerin who gathered together in one big classless group for the benefit of the common people, embracing members of the Royal Family through to the landed gentry with hereditary peerages and those who can trace their ancestry back to the Welsh Princes, for the benefit of a vicious criminal paedophile gang.

 

 

The Battle For The Labour Party’s Soul

Readers might remember that the Battle For The Labour Party’s Soul took place in 2015 when Jeremy Corbyn stood for the leadership against a collection of clapped-out Blairites who had previously been convinced that Ed would have been PM by then and that they would all be Cabinet Ministers. Would Yvette the Strong Woman win the leadership? Or would it be Andy ‘I’m From The North Me’ Burnham?  I was delighted when Jeremy won and then appointed John McDonnell as his Deputy, I’d never had such a laugh. Except after all those phone calls to Dafydd of course. Kim Howells is on record as saying that ‘two old Trots’ will never lead the Labour Party to victory, but he’s got to admit that they are enormously entertaining.

There was however a previous Battle For The Labour Party’s Soul which involved an even greater campaign of vilification than that which the mainstream media mounted against Jeremy in 2015, although because the press did not believe that Jezza would ever win the Labour Party leadership, they only mounted their attack on him after he was elected Labour Party leader in Sept 2015.

The first Battle For The Labour Party’s Soul took place in 1983, when Peter Tatchell stood as the Labour Party’s candidate in the Bermondsey by-election of February of that year. Peter Tatchell was subjected to an all-out character assassination before the by-election; Bermondsey was a safe Labour seat, so a massive hate campaign was launched from multiple angles to ensure that Tatchell didn’t win.

Now that Peter Tatchell has attained the status of a National Treasure on account of his Brave Fight For Gay Rights, people who were born by Feb 1983 will find it difficult to believe that to which Tatchell was subjected, by the media, the opposition and by the leadership of his own Party. Tatchell was given a really, really bad time; it was constructed as a battle against the far-left, but most of the insults thrown at Tatchell were slung at him solely because he was gay and a campaigner for gay rights when such past-times were enough to exclude one from polite society.

The press coverage leading up to the 1983 Bermondsey by-election has gone down in history as  the most sordid and vindictive coverage of an election campaign that there has ever been. The dirty tricks and abuse included the famous photo of Tatchell which appeared in the tabloids and was doctored to make it look as though he was wearing heavy make-up. There were quips about ‘the queen’ and references to Tatchell as ‘her’. The campaign material of Tatchell’s opponents, even of that nice Simon Hughes who stood as the Liberal candidate and stressed that the by-election involved a ‘straight choice’ – as opposed to a queer choice – was appalling.

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Simon Hughes said not one word in condemnation of the homophobic abuse directed towards Tatchell and Hughes subsequently won the by-election. Years later Simon Hughes admitted that he was bisexual and had been in homosexual relationships.

Simon Hughes was the Lib Dem MP for Bermondsey and Old Southwark and the preceding constituencies, 1983-2015; President of the Lib Dems, 2005-09; Deputy Leader of the Lib Dems, 2010-14.

Sir Simon Hughes
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 Minister of State for Justice and Civil Liberties Dec 2013-May 2015

Before and after the by-election, Peter Tatchell was violently assaulted and received death threats; I always thought him admirable to have withstood it all. Tatchell was remarkably forgiving towards Simon Hughes when Hughes later admitted to having had gay relationships himself and maintained that he ‘didn’t know’ about the abusive campaign material issued in his name.

I have just read Tatchell’s 1983 book, ‘The Battle for Bermondsey’, which provides much detail regarding the Bermondsey by-election campaign, the events leading up to it and the history of the Labour Party in Bermondsey. In his book, Tatchell provided extracts from the hate mail which he received at the time from people who were horrified at the notion of a gay man representing the constituency, but which dwell extensively on the sexual practices that the writers presume that Tatchell indulged in. It reminded me rather of the screaming homophobes of my teenage years, who, when I stated that I didn’t really have a problem with consenting gays, would yell at me ‘do you know what they do??? They don’t just hold hands you know’. I wasn’t 100% certain of what they did do, because I didn’t consider it any of my business and I’d never have been rude enough to ask them. As I got older I did gain some idea of ‘what they do’ and I still didn’t consider it any of my business… Peter Tatchell’s book provided some shining examples of the lurid fantasies of his more rabid correspondents.

One reason why I read up on the Bermondsey by-election and what went before it, is that Bermondsey, Peckham and Dulwich were the areas which came under the domain of Southwark Borough Council. Previous posts have described how Southwark was one of the Councils which sent huge numbers of kids in care to children’s homes in north Wales throughout the 1970s and 80s and some of the most serious complaints of abuse, such as children being forced to have sex at gunpoint, were made by children from Southwark. Southwark continued to send kids to children’s homes in north Wales in great numbers even after the most serious complaints had been made. Huge amounts of money was being transferred from Southwark Council into the coffers of John Allen et al, so much that numerous people in Southwark Council could not have not noticed this.

Sir Simon Hughes I am sure would tell us that he didn’t know about Dafydd and the gang in north Wales. Previous posts have provided details of Simon Hughes’s background, but I’ll note here that Hughes was educated at the Cathedral School, Llandaff, where he was Dean’s Scholar and Head Boy in 1964, then at Christ College, Brecon and Selwyn College, Cambridge where he graduated with a law degree. Hughes subsequently attended the College of Europe in Bruges. He was called to the Bar at the Inner Temple in 1974.

The Llandaff Cathedral School has long been a favourite seat of learning for the paedophiles’ friends and their offspring. Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain went there; when Simon Hughes was contesting and then representing Bermondsey, Chamberlain was concealing the south London branch of the Westminster Paedophile Ring which was operating via St George’s Hospital, the associated mental health unit Springfield Hospital and Wandsworth Social Services. Chamberlain’s mate Oliver Brooke, the Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s, was a key figure in the pan-European paedophile ring of which Dafydd’s gang was a part. Ollie was jailed in Dec 1986, but his mates who colluded with him all remained in business at St George’s and Wandsworth. See previous posts, including ‘Oliver!’.

After the bad PR which accompanied Ollie’s imprisonment, St George’s symbolically deposed their Dean and in 1988 replaced him with Professor Sir William Asscher. Asscher had spent most of his career in Cardiff, where he had er concealed the crimes of Dafydd’s gang in north Wales, the related gangs in south and west Wales and the crimes of George Thomas aka Viscount Tonypandy, the Labour MP for Cardiff Central and then Cardiff West, 1945-83, the Secretary of State for Wales, 1968-70 and the Speaker of the House, 1976-83. See previous posts.

Christ College, Brecon is another favourite establishment of the paedophiles’ friends. Plenty of highly influential paedophiles’ friends have of course passed through Cambridge University, including Selwyn College, which was one factor which afforded Dafydd et al such protection. As well of course as all those dodgy barristers with Welsh connections.

Simon Hughes first joined the Liberal Party in 1972, when he signed up to Cambridge University Liberal Club as a student. Jeremy Thorpe’s penchant for casual sex with a wide variety of men was well-known in the Liberal Party by 1972 and quite a number of them knew that he was hassling and threatening Norman Scott by then as well, including Emlyn Hooson, a barrister practising in Wales and big figure in the Liberal Party, especially in Wales. People in the Liberal Party also knew about Cyril Smith abusing children and even more people knew about it after details appeared in an alternative paper in Rochdale in 1979 and the story was picked up by ‘Private Eye’. David Steel was so concerned that it would impact negatively on Jeremy Thorpe’s forthcoming trial as well as damage the Liberals that Steel made an arrangement with the crooked much-feared barrister George Carman QC – who acted for Thorpe – to keep the Cyril Smith story out of the mainstream press. Carman knew about Dafydd’s gang in north Wales/Chester.

 

Lord Elizabeth Butler-Sloss is a member of Inner Temple. Butler-Sloss’s  brother Michael Havers was the Tory MP for Wimbledon, 1970-87 – Geoffrey Chamberlain and many of his colleagues lived in Wimbledon – and while Havers was Attorney General for England and Wales as well as AG for N Ireland, 1979-87, under Thatch, he blocked prosecutions against a number of high profile paedophiles, including the diplomat Sir Peter Hayman.

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Elizabeth Butler-Sloss came into her own in 1988, when she Chaired the Inquiry into the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal and concealed the extent of the havoc caused by the trafficking gang in the North East of England with links to Dafydd’s gang (see previous posts eg. ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas And The Culprits Were Named…’).

Mahatma Ghandi and Jawaharlal Nehru, the PM of India, studied law at the Inner Temple:

The Inn contains several buildings and sets of buildings used to house Chambers, with those rooms above the second floor generally being residential in nature. The sets are Crown Office Row, Dr Johnson’s Buildings, Farrar’s Building, Francis Taylor Building, Harcourt Buildings, Hare Court, King’s Bench Walk, Littleton Building, Mitre Court Buildings, Paper Buildings and the eastern side of Temple. 

 

Simon Hughes became part of the SDP-Liberal Alliance, along with Dr Death – who was personally mates with some of the Top Docs in north Wales who were facilitating Dafydd’s gang – the Boy David and Shirl, who also knew all about Dafydd’s gang and who, in 1979 when she was Secretary of State for Education, refused to hold a Public Inquiry into UCNW (Bangor University), despite the chaos reigning as a result of the institution being run by Dafydd and the gang. Hughes joined the newly founded Lib Dems in 1988 and was their Spokesman for Education until 1992, during which time teachers in north Wales and elsewhere with links to Dafydd’s gang were convicted of offences against children.

Simon Hughes moved to Bermondsey in 1981. There may have been many reasons why Hughes relocated, but in 1981 Dafydd’s gang were in need of help, because Mary Wynch had begun legal action against them. Mary alleged serious corruption on the part of legal and medical professionals in north Wales, so she was using Birnberg and Co, based in Camden, as her solicitors.

Simon Hughes will have known about Dafydd and the gang in north Wales by 1981, because Mary’s litigation made legal history and caused a stir from the moment that she began it. It was in the aftermath of Mary beginning legal action that reinforcements arrived in north Wales, including in the form of Tony and Sadie Francis, in the early 1980s. Dafydd knew that he could be in very, very deep shit if he didn’t call in numerous favours and those being called upon to help out knew that they’d go down with the Titanic as well if assistance wasn’t forthcoming.

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On 25 Jan 1981, The Gang Of Four broke the mould of politics and made the Limehouse Declaration:

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When the Gang Of Four broke the mould of politics, they based their strategy for targeting seats entirely on their knowledge of Dafydd’s gang and the Westminster Paedophile Gang (see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’).

The strategy led to this:

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In 1992 -after the Gang of Four had broken the mould of politics and the Tories had been in Gov’t for 13 years – there were proposals that Garth Angharad, a ‘hospital for mentally abnormal criminals’ near Dolgellau, should be closed down. Elfyn Llwyd, the Plaid MP for Meirionnydd Nant Conwy and then Dwyfor Meirionnydd, 1992-2010 and a very good friend of Dafydd’s gang, tabled an Early Day Motion on 21 May 1992 opposing the closure of Garth Angharad, on the grounds that there were no other ‘hospitals’ in Wales providing a service like Garth Angharad. What services did Garth Angharad provide? Well it didn’t have an A&E or any machines that went ping or indeed even any Top Doctors. Because Garth Angharad was indeed a hospital like no other. It wasn’t run by the NHS or even BUPA; Garth Angharad was a remote old building hidden away in Snowdonia which was owned by Paul Hett, a solicitor who was struck off in 2007 for embezzling clients’ money. Paul Hett was the proud owner/manager of three children’s homes/schools in north Wales where children were abused, some of those schools/children’s homes having been located at Garth Angharad. Hett was so flaky and the abuse of kids housed in his institutions so bad that even Ronnie Waterhouse had a few harsh words for Paul Hett and his institutions. Garth Angharad was simply a prison for the victims of Dafydd’s gang who were held there illegally. See post ‘More On Those Prisons For Folk Who Dared Complain’.

The case conference held about me in 1989 – while I was sitting in a London medical school as a postgrad – which I only found out about four years ago and was Chaired by Dr Chris Hunter, Dafydd’s mate who I had never heard of until four years ago and took evidence from numerous other people whom I hadn’t heard of which culminated in Hunter declaring that I was extremely dangerous, capable of murder and should be sent to a high security hospital and offering to compile a Court Report even though I wasn’t facing any charges at the time (see post ‘The Night Of The (Dr Chris) Hunter), was held at Garth Angharad.

Simon Hughes was one of those who signed the EDM opposing the closure of Garth Angharad. See posts ‘Further Information on Garth Angharad Hospital’ and ‘More On Those Who Signed That Early Day Motion’.

When Simon Hughes signed that EDM opposing the closure of a an unregulated private prison owned by a man who had owned and managed schools where children were abused, Simon Hughes had spent four years as the Lib Dems Spokesman on Education.

 

Peter Tatchell eventually became the Secretary of the Bermondsey Labour Party, but he and his supporters did not become the dominant force there until the early 1980s. The conveyor belt of kids in care from Southwark to north Wales had begun years before Peter arrived in Southwark. Peter had previously lived in Hornsey (north London), yet another area with which Dafydd’s gang had excellent diplomatic relations; Peter had been a youth worker. Previous posts have mentioned that as a gay activist in London at the time, Peter must have known about the trade in people between London and north Wales but he has never spoken about it.

I do not however assume that Peter was necessarily involved in abusing youngsters. Previous posts have discussed a good friend of mine who moved to north Wales in 1979 and opened a cafe. He ended up being as much of a target of Dafydd’s gang as I did, because he told a few too many people that pre-1979, he was a youth worker in north London and that he withdrew from a social work course after he raised concerns about the abuse and neglect of clients by Haringey and Islington Councils, only to be told by his tutors at the North London Poly that he could not criticise the Councils and that was the end of it. This man also told people in north Wales about the luxurious life-style of one Margaret Hodge that he witnessed and he also knew a well-known ‘radical lawyer’ and his wife, the radical lawyer’s wife  in recent years having sat as a member of the GMC. The Top Doctors dripped so much poison into so many ears regarding my friend who owned the cafe that eventually no Top Doc would agree to treat him and it was recorded upon his medical records that he ‘destroys therapists’. No, they destroyed him because he was a witness and a whistleblower…

In Bermondsey, much was made of Peter Tatchell being Unemployed. Perhaps Peter Tatchell considered that a better option than working in social work/youth work in London at that time…

Tatchell’s book enters into considerable detail regarding the dreadful corruption in the Bermondsey Labour Party and its long history. Tatchell is not simply speculating; the people and events which he describes have been verified but most of it was never reported in the mainstream media.

John O’Grady was the leader of Southwark Borough Council, 1968-82. John Allen opened Bryn Alyn, which received so many kids in care from Southwark, in the late 1960s. O’Grady was a founder member and the Vice-Chair of the Social Democratic Alliance (SDA), which was formed in 1975 by a group of right wing Labour MPs and was a forerunner of the SDP. After much twisting and turning by everyone involved, after the SDP was formed in 1981, the SDA dissolved into it.

 

Tatchell identifies the Labour MP for Bermondsey, Bob Mellish, as well as his business associates and friends, as being the cause of the toxicity in Bermondsey. Mellish and his mates ran the Constituency Labour Party as a personal fiefdom, lied to everyone and rigged absolutely everything for the benefit of themselves while Mellish made much of being a True Cockney Who Represented The People, particularly against Incomers And Migrants. Bob Mellish sounds as though he was doing exactly the same as Dafydd, but Dafydd did it in north Wales in Welsh. The strategies were identical.

Bob Mellish’s business associates included the notorious T. Dan Smith from the North East of England who was notorious for his massive civic corruption, particularly involving local authorities and building contracts, which stretched as far as London. T. Dan Smith was involved with the corrupt Yorkshire-based businessman John Poulson, who in turn was responsible for the end of the career of Reginald Maudling, Heath’s Home Secretary who had previously served as Chancellor of the Exchequer Under Macmillan and Douglas-Home, Reggie having been caught out in dodgy business deals linked to Poulson. More recently, allegations that John Poulson was involved with the organised abuse of children have surfaced. See previous posts for further information on T. Dan Smith and John Poulson.

Robert Joseph Mellish, Baron Mellish served as the Labour MP for Rotherhithe, 1946-50 and then Bermondsey, 1950-82. Mellish was born in Deptford, the thirteenth of fourteen children. His father was a docker. After Mellish left school he worked for the TGWU. He began work at the Stratford office of the newly created TGWU on the evening of the day that he left school. So Mellish was there at the very beginning, which might explain why he was selected as the candidate for Rotherhithe, in the face of candidates which were considered to have a much greater chance and who were more popular across the constituency, after the TGWU dockers’ delegates voted for him en bloc. He easily won the constituency in a by-election in 1946 and in 1950 the constituency was expanded and named Bermondsey.

Mellish had fought the Japanese in South-East Asia during WW II, which gave him a great deal of kudos in many circles, the Japs being renowned for their extreme cruelty during the war.

In 1950 Mellish was appointed PPS to George Strauss, Minister of Supply. George Russell Strauss, Baron Strauss (18 July 1901 – 5 June 1993) was a Labour MP for 46 years and was Father of the House of Commons, 1974-79. Strauss was the son of the Tory (and previously a Liberal Unionist) MP Arthur Strauss (1847–1920), who later joined the Labour Party. George Strauss was educated at Rugby, where the hostile treatment experienced by him and other Jewish boys left him as a vehement supporter of racial equality. Sadly some of that obviously didn’t rub off on ‘I hate darkies’ Mellish, more of which soon. Strauss became a metal merchant and a leading member of the London County Council on which his wife Patricia also served.

Members of the London County Council, including Jim Callaghan’s wife Audrey (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’), colluded with the organised abuse of children and vulnerable people.

Strauss gained the seat of Lambeth North in 1929. He lost it in 1931, but regained it in a 1934 by-election. In 1939 Strauss was expelled from the Labour Party for supporting the ‘Popular Front’ movement of Stafford Cripps, whom he had served as PPS. Strauss was Parliamentary Secretary at the Ministry of Transport, 1945-47 and was the Minister of Supply, 1947-51. After boundary changes, Strauss became MP for Vauxhall in 1950, which he represented until 1979. On 9 July 1979 Strauss was created a life peer as Baron Strauss of Vauxhall in the London Borough of Lambeth.

The investigation into the paedophile ring that operated in the children’s homes of Lambeth throughout the 1970s, 80s and 90s which had links with Dafydd’s gang – kids were abused in Lambeth and sent to north Wales where they were abused – maintained that organised abuse of children in Lambeth dated as least as far back as the 1940s. See previous posts.

In 1951 Bob Mellish was appointed PPS to the Minister for Pensions, George Isaacs. George Isaacs was the MP for Gravesend, 1923-24, then Southwark, 1929-59. George Isaacs was an active trade unionist in the early years of the 20th century and served as General Secretary of the National Society of Operative Printers and Assistants (NATSOPA), 1909-49. This post also took Isaacs onto the General Council of the TUC – he was President of the TUC in 1945 – and he was active in the Labour Party. Isaacs was Minister of Labour and National Service in Attlee’s Gov’t, 1945-51 and then Minister of Pensions in 1951. Isaacs retired from Parliament in 1959. He had long since moved to East Molesey in Surrey where he served as a Deputy Lieutenant and as a JP. Isaacs was eventually Chairman of the Surrey Bench of Magistrates. Isaacs lived until 1979, so he was around to assist Dafydd and the gang as they built up their empire of child sex workers throughout the 1970s.

 

Bob Mellish was Chairman of the London Regional Labour Party, 1956-77 and it was through the London Regional Labour Party that Mellish exerted influence during the 1950s and early 1960s, when Labour were in Opposition.

Mellish was appointed as Gov’t Chief Whip, 1969-70 and 1974-76, by Harold Wilson and was renowned as a tough Chief Whip. He was Parliamentary Under-Secretary to the Minister for Housing and Local Government, 1964-67, then becoming Minister of Public Building and Works, 1967-69. Mellish became Minister for Housing and Local Government in 1970, under Tony Crosland, Secretary of State for Local Government and Regional Planning. Tony Crosland was a swinging bisexual who concealed the paedophile gang in the North East of England which was linked to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales and supplied Dafydd’s gang with staff and children from the 1970s onward (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’).

Mellish was a Wilson loyalist and was said to have wept when he heard the news that Wilson had stepped down as PM in 1976. He supported Footie to replace Wilson, but in vain; Callaghan won the leadership ballot. Mellish got on well at a personal level with Foot, despite the great ideological differences between the two men, but disliked Callaghan so much that he resigned from the Cabinet within months of Wilson’s own retirement.

It was Foot who in Dec 1981 as Labour Leader made a speech stating that Tatchell would not be endorsed as a Labour candidate and that Foot didn’t ever envisage that he would be.

I mentioned previously that Bob Mellish was a racist git and proud of it. At one stage he opened a speech by saying “As I come to this platform, many of you will know that I have never been an anti-racialist”. In 1976 Mellish argued that the Malawi Asians expelled by Hastings Banda should not be allowed to live in Britain despite possessing British passports:

We cannot go on like this. I do not care what those on this side of the House, or the Opposition side or anywhere else, say. Problems at local level will become worse and worse for our own people unless something is done. All hon. Members know that people come to their surgeries describing the most distressing conditions – terrifying conditions. People born and bred in their own constituencies have been on the housing waiting list for as long as six years. But, on the points system, one must give immigrants preference…People cannot come here just because they have a British passport – full stop.

Wasn’t having a British passport traditionally the essence of the criteria that allowed one to ‘come here’?

Tatchell mentioned in his book that a black person was actively blocked from becoming active in the Bermondsey Labour Party when Mellish and his henchmen were in control.

 

Thatch’s Gov’t was keen to get a Labour figure to sit on the London Docklands Development Corporation as Vice-Chairman in 1980 but the Labour Party was entirely opposed to the creation of the LDDC and refused to nominate. Mellish offered a way through as he was willing to take the post; as a sitting MP he would lose his seat if the post was paid, so a special provision was made that it would be unpaid until the Vice-Chairman elected to take payment.

Mellish’s appointment as Vice-Chairman of the LDDC, a non-elected body, was made directly by Michael Heseltine. Heseltine originated from Swansea and is someone else who knew about Dafydd’s gang, their role in the Westminster Paedophile Ring and Heseltine tried to benefit from that knowledge. Sir Anthony Meyer’s battle with Beata Brookes, a Tory politician in north Wales who was a former social worker, which resulted in an all-out civil war in the Tory Party in north east Wales (see previous posts) and Meyer’s subsequent ‘stalking horse’ challenge to Thatch’s leadership was a plan by Meyer to lever Heseltine in as Tory leader, but for reasons which are not yet clear to me, Heseltine didn’t go for it at the time as Meyer expected and hoped.

When I wrote my post ‘The Celtic Iron Lady And Yet More Recent History’, I presumed that Sir Anthony had gone into battle to prevent Beata Brookes from bagging a Westminster seat because he knew that Brookes was a mate of Dafydd and Lucille and was fully on board with the trafficking ring. I found out later that Anthony Meyer was also fully on board with the trafficking ring and went into battle because he just hated Beata and the Thatcherite wing of the Tory Party. Pretty much an everyday story of north Wales folk – fighting tooth and nail because they hate each other but everyone’s on board with Dafydd’s gang.

Mellish’s wiki entry tells us that his ‘acceptance of a post with the LDDC exacerbated the split with the Bermondsey Constituency Labour Party which had elected a slate of left-wing officers at its annual meeting that same year’. That is true, but the wiki entry does not mention the endemic corruption and the business deals with corrupt businessmen that Mellish was involved with which were part of the reason why there was a ‘split’ between Mellish and the ‘left-wing officers’ of his CLP. The split was always described as being ideological, but Mellish was involved in matters which no honest activist would ever have been able to defend and support.

Mellish’s wiki entry continues with the info that he ‘was against the shift to the left in the Labour Party and decided not to stand for election again. Tam Dalyell later said that “Mellish’s final years in the Commons were dogged by controversy and beset with troubles in Bermondsey from hard-left ‘yuppie’ incomers and the Militant tendency, people who were moons apart from the dockers who had selected him four decades earlier”.

Tam Dalyell failed to mention that Mellish ensured that his constituents knew all about his dad being a docker and Mellish fighting the Japs during the war which will have gone down very well with many of them, but no-one told those constituents that Mellish and his crew were exporting the most disadvantaged kids in the Borough into the hands of a gang of paedophiles in north Wales and that the reason why Mellish’s constituents couldn’t get housing wasn’t simply because the darkies were jumping the queue, it was because Mellish and his corrupt associates had completely screwed up local authority housing.

You should have socked it to them Mr Tatchell, I know that you were given a dreadful time, but if you had exposed the worst of what was going on and the links between Dafydd’s gang and Thatcher’s Gov’t, then history could not have been rewritten as a fight between yuppies playing at being lefties against a noble working class man who Really Spoke For His Constituents. Likewise had anyone briefed the dockers re some aspects of Enoch Powell and his activities, they might not have been so robust in their (alleged) support of him in 1968.

It was the same old crew who won the biggest prizes as a result of Lord Bob and his mates being The Authentic Voice Of Sahf London:

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Documents released from the National Archives relatively recently confirmed that Thatcher did indeed want to extinguish trade union power in the UK. Nice one Lord Bob of the Dockers, you certainly helped there!

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So why was Bob Mellish involved with Dafydd and the gang? Probably because of this particular child molester and mate of Dafydd’s gang, who was another Labour Party vote-puller of the same vintage as Bob Mellish and was also a friend of Harold Wilson and someone who, like Mellish, hated Jim Callaghan:

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Bob Mellish wanted his ally John O’Grady to be selected to succeed him as the constituency MP, but the constituency party selected  Tatchell, the Secretary of the Bermondsey CLP. Mellish threatened to resign immediately and force a by-election if Tatchell was endorsed by the Labour Party nationally. Michael Foot, then the Labour Party leader, hung Peter Tatchell out to dry in his Dec 1981 speech – without forewarning Tatchell – in which he stated that Tatchell would never be endorsed “so far as I am concerned”. Footie was rude about Thatchell’s Gay Lib activism. This was the Footie who shagged anything that moved of both sexes when he was younger and who’s wife Jill Craigie told him to satisfy his ‘additional needs’ with other people but not to bother to provide her with the details. See previous posts. Footie knew about Dafydd and the gang and colluded with them. Footie kept his own sexual shenanigans out of the press by making it clear to them that he had even more dirt on Lord Rothermere and Lord Beaverbrook than they did on him and one word about Footie’s additional needs in the press and the world would find out about the additional needs of Lords Rothermere and Beaverbrook.

Those other men of principle Denis Healey and Fattersley, who also knew about the activities of Dafydd’s gang, as well as the activities of George Thomas, Greville Janner, Sir Peter Morrison, Lord St John of Fawsley, Sir Cyril Smith, Jeremy Thorpe, Lord Louis of Mountbatten, Ma’am Darling and Ma’am Darling’s husband Lord Snowdon, joined Footie in condemning Peter Tatchell and his gay leftie ways. Merlyn Rees was also Shocked and Disgusted by Tatchell. Merlyn Rees not only colluded with Dafydd and the paedophiles throughout his career, particularly when he was Home Secretary, 1976-79, (see previous posts), but Merlyn Rees was a Director of Municipal Mutual in 1996 (see post ‘I Predict A Riot’).

Municipal Mutual were the insurers of Clwyd County Council and the North Wales Police. In 1996, when the Jillings Report into the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council since 1974 was completed after the Jillings Investigation and it was known that Jillings had concluded that the abuse had been horrific, indefensible and that organised abuse had been taking place in north Wales for decades prior to the 1970s, Michael Beloff QC, the legal adviser to Municipal Mutual, ensured that no-one except for Municipal Mutual’s lawyers read the Jillings Report, not even the Clwyd Councillors. Michael Beloff QC ordered that if Malcolm King, the Chair of Clwyd’s Social Services Committee – who was feared to be a bit of a loose cannon where the matter of the abuse of kids was concerned – ever managed to see the Report and publicise its contents, then King should be sacked. See post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’

No-one did ever see the Jillings Report for many, many years because all known copies were pulped; in 2013, someone produced a copy that had been lurking quietly somewhere and it was finally made publicly available. It was so heavily redacted that it was virtually meaningless, even to those of us with a good knowledge of who the culprits were.

 

When the UK press were throwing everything including the kitchen sink at Peter Tatchell, Dafydd’s gang were trying to snare me into a glorious future which would have involved providing sexual services to the vile old grunters who were giving Tatchell such a bad time.

Strange but true

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Er, no Dafydd, I wouldn’t have even been tempted… Not even if I had known that one of their mates was the thirteenth son of a docker who had fought the Japs.

No rational person would ever have been tempted, which was why Dafydd’s gang murdered people who challenged them.

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In August 1982, it became clear that Tatchell would be permitted to stand if the CLP selected him again, so Mellish announced his resignation from the Labour Party to sit as an Independent MP. In November 1992, Mellish resigned his seat in Parliament and forced the 1983 by-election in which Mellish campaigned for John O’Grady who stood as a Real Bermondsey Labour candidate. O’Grady’s campaign involved him travelling around the constituency in a horse and trap singing a homophobic song about Thatchell.

You should have given me a ring Peter, I’d have popped down to Bermondsey three years later and sung a song about Dafydd, because I’d encountered him by then.

O’Grady performed badly at the Feb 1983 by-election although Mellish did take satisfaction from the heavy defeat of Tatchell by the bisexual Simon Hughes.

In 2003, after Mellish’s death, Tatchell claimed that Mellish was secretly bisexual and was “persistent” in propositioning Tatchell but warned Thatchell when he was rebuffed not to publicise it as no one would believe him. It wouldn’t actually surprise me if this was true. I’m not someone who believes that a paedophile lurks on every corner, but these mad old sods were so confused and hypocritical about sexuality, including theirs, that some very odd things were happening. Tatchell quietly behaved with a great deal of dignity in the face of these bastards and while I would never suggest that he should ever have conducted himself like them, Tatchell should have dropped the bomb of Dafydd, the Top Docs and the trafficking gang and dealt with them for good. We would have helped you Peter, but the British state were far too busy assisting Dafydd in murdering our friends and wrecking our lives. Even so, had someone even told me that Tatchell had been stung by the London arm of Dafydd’s gang I’d have been a most willing worker…

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Lord John Walton, President of the BMA, 1980-82; President of the GMC, 1982-89:

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Bob Mellish later joined Dr Death and the SDP. So the Devil went straight into the arms of Dafydd’s own true friends (see posts ‘Dr Death’ and ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’)

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In 1985 the thirteenth son of a docker who didn’t like darkies and had also fought the Japs stood down from the LDDC and accepted a peerage on 12 July 1985 as Baron Mellish, of Bermondsey in Greater London, sitting as an independent.

In July 1985, Dr D.G.E. Wood, Tony Francis et al were busying themselves with preparations to wreck the future careers of my friends and I. I had contacted lawyers as well as Keith Best, the Tory MP for Anglesey, re my concerns over the activities of the mental health services in north Wales, unaware that the whole lot of them were colluding with the gang. Mary Wynch’s application for leave to sue Dafydd and the gang was heard by the Master of the Rolls on 9 July 1985; Mary was given leave to go ahead and sue Dafydd and the gang. See post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’.

In August 1985 my best friend from school worked in the box office at the Edinburgh Fringe. When she refused to pull strings to obtain a ticket and accommodation – the event was sold out by the time that she was asked – for Samuel Brittan, a journo on the FT and the brother of Leon Brittan, Home Secretary, June 1983-Sept 1985, Samuel sent a copy of the letter that my friend had sent him, in which she apologised but explained that she could not get him a ticket and an hotel, to his mate Michael Grade, the then Controller of BBC 1. Michael Grade wrote back to Samuel telling Samuel that he was ‘appalled’ at my friend’s ‘rudeness’ and that he would ensure that Samuel did get a ticket ‘even if I have to give you mine’. The Edinburgh Fringe box office went apeshit, presented my friend with copies of Brittan and Grade’s correspondence and gave her a bollocking. Just weeks previously my friends’ parents, who were both mental health professionals working in the West Country, had given me advice as to how to deal with the horrors then being thrown at me by the north Wales mental health services.

In 1986, my friend and her husband moved to a flat in Bethnal Green when they began their careers in the media. I stayed at their flat for a short time, for the first few weeks of my MSc at Hammersmith Hospital. We were all threatened by some seriously nasty characters. We attributed it to thuggery and possibly fascist activity but I now know that the sex offenders and nasties were gifts from Dafydd’s gang. Over the next five years, we all found ourselves on the receiving end of gangsters (see post ‘The Turn of The Screw’). In early 1991, just after I was forced out of my job at St George’s, my friend was unlawfully sacked from her job with the Royal Television Society. Her husband was soon afterwards forced out of his job at the BBC. Dear old Michael Grade and his pals were terrifically good mates with everyone at the RTS and the BBC… See previous posts.

Leon Brittan was known to have concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring and there have been allegations that he too abused children and young people.

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It was Michael Grade who supported Esther Rantzen in establishing ChildLine, after a conversation between them in 1985. Rantzen has been accused of ignoring calls to ChildLine from kids in care in north Wales and one woman maintains that she told Rantzen about Jimmy Savile but was ignored. In 1988 I wrote to Rantzen about Dafydd and the abuses of mental health patients in north Wales. I did not receive a reply. Rantzen’s sister Priscilla Taylor worked as a social worker for Lambeth Borough Council and Priscilla’s boss Valerie – later Baroness – Howarth was appointed Chief Exec of ChildLine by Rantzen. See previous posts.

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Bob Mellish was a supporter of Millwall Football Club and was President of the Millwall Supporters Club. Wasn’t there a sizeable problem with serious violence on the part of Millwall fans at that time? And er, infiltration of the fans by the NF? NF recruiters distributing their leaflets at matches involving Millwall? And links between the organised violence at football matches and serious organised crime?

The tallest building in Milton Keynes, Mellish Court, is named after Bob Mellish. So there’s an honour for Milton Keynes, although perhaps someone could explain why a corrupt old bastard from Bermondsey who’s business associates were builders and planners involved in municipal corruption across the whole of England should be honoured by a tower block in Milton Keynes…

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Tam Dalyell’s obituary of Mellish which was published in the Indie gives further insights into the sources of Mellish’s power. Dalyell described Mellish as the ‘cement that prevented the Labour Party being split asunder’ under the entry of Britain into the Common Market and that Mellish achieved that by a ‘remarkable feat of political management’ which was matched by his ‘wheeling and dealing’ in Gov’t on ‘wage limits agreed by Jack Jones and Hugh Scanlon, the closed shop, the Docklands Labour Scheme and the compulsory introduction of comprehensive schools’.

Dalyell told us that Mellish was far more successful as Wilson’s Chief Whip than anyone ever thought that he would be; when Mellish was appointed, it was widely believed that Wilson had made a terrible mistake and that Mellish would be the most dreadful bully, but ooh no, he did a wonderful job. Mellish was appointed Chief Whip in 1969, just after John Allen opened the Bryn Alyn Community and the trade in disadvantaged children between the wider UK – including Southwark – and north Wales began in earnest. George Thomas was Secretary of State for Wales, April 1968-June 1970. When George Thomas was Secretary of State, responsibilities for Health and Social Services in Wales were transferred to the Welsh Office. George was in charge of the kiddies homes and the psychiatric hospitals!!!

 

Ian Mikardo, Mellish’s constituency neighbour and someone who was on the left of the Labour Party, was initially ‘quite appalled’ at Mellish’s appointment as Chief Whip but later stated that Mellish was ‘to a perfect degree a round peg in a round hole’. Ian Mikardo was someone who knew that disadvantaged children from his own constituency in the East End were being abused and trafficked by Dafydd’s gang but Mikardo said nothing (see previous posts).

Eight of Mellish’s 13 siblings died as children from conditions such as meningitis and scarlet fever. According to Dalyell, this resulted in Mellish having a lifelong commitment to healthcare. You’ve guessed it, Mellish ‘devoted his time to the work of the East End hospital Boards throughout his life’. The East End hospital Boards who did not help their disadvantaged patients as much as they pretended to or indeed should or could have; the hospital Boards who removed slum kids from their parents and transported them to Australia knowing that they were going to lives of sexual abuse and slavery or, from the late 1960s onward, sent them into the arms of Dafydd and the paedophile gang.

For details of how, in the mid-1980s, a group of healthcare workers and managers in the East End who had concealed Dafydd’s crimes extracted dosh from Ken Clarke at the DoH to reopen the Mildmay Mission Hospital in Shoreditch and transform it into a hospice for terminally ill AIDS patients, many of whom were rent boys who had been abused and trafficked by Dafydd’s gang, see post ‘Apocalypse Now’.

The Mildmay also looked after a number of high profile celebrity AIDS patients. Their names have never been revealed, being people who were afforded rather more respect and concern than the victims of Dafydd’s gang. A number of celebs, including former East Enders stars are supporters of the Mildmay’s work.

The Labour MP Peter Shore was someone who assisted in extracting the dosh from the DoH to transform the Mildmay into a hospice for AIDS patients. Peter Shore was one of those who opposed Peter Tatchell standing as the Labour candidate in Bermondsey. Shore was someone else who knew about the activities of Dafydd et al and benefited greatly from keeping his trap shut (see previous posts).

 

A few other Interesting Facts with regard to Bob Mellish:

Mellish’s appointment as PPS to George Isaacs was backed by Mandelson’s granddad Herbert Morrison, then the Deputy Leader of the Labour Party. George Thomas was first elected in 1945, the year that Mandy’s granddad became Deputy PM. Mandy’s granddad knew Thomas.

Mandy’s granddad was born in and went to school in Lambeth. He was Leader of London County Council, 1934-40; MP for Hackney South, 1935-45 and for Lewisham East and then Lewisham South, 1945-59. In 1959 Herbert Morrison was elevated to the peerage.

Tam Dalyell alleged that Bob Mellish’s commitment to improving housing and slum clearance ‘created a bond’ between Mellish and Dame Evelyn Sharp, who was Permanent Secretary at the Ministry of Housing and Local Gov’t, 1955-66, during which time Mellish served in that Ministry. Sharp was born in Hornsey – now part of Haringey – the daughter of the vicar of Ealing. Sharp’s uncles included Richard Harvey, Archdeacon of Halifax, Sir John Harvey, Judge of the Supreme Court of New South Wales and Sir Ernest Harvey, Chief Cashier to the Bank of England. Evelyn Sharp studied at Somerville College, Oxford and graduated in 1925.

Sharp joined the Civil Service in 1926, served at first in the Board of Trade and then in the Ministry of Health, which at the time was concerned with Housing and Local Gov’t and this became Sharp’s speciality. When the Ministry of Housing and Local Gov’t was formed in 1951, Sharp worked with Harold Macmillan. From 1964, Sharp’s Minister was Dick Crossman. Mellish was promoted to Minister of Works in 1967, the year after Sharp retired. Dick Crossman was Lord President of the Council, 1966-68 – Herbert Morrison was Lord President of the Council, 1945-51 – one responsibility which comes with that position is that of the visitor to UCNW.

Evelyn Sharp had some interesting sidelines for the mandarin running the Ministry concerned with Housing and Local Gov’t while a corrupt MP with business associates who were notorious for local authority corruption in terms of building and planning worked in her Ministry. After she retired, Sharp was Director of Bovis, the construction company and was President of the London and Quadrant Housing Trust. Sharp served on the Royal Commission on Local Gov’t in England, 1966-69 and was a member of the IBA, 1966-73. Sharp’s enthusiasm for modernist architecture and urban rebuilding caused it to be said of her that she ‘truly did come close to doing as much damage as the Luftwaffe’; Sharp gave her backing to many development of high rise flats. Low income residents of the cities of the UK will have had a bum deal, but Sharp, Bovis, Mellish and their mates will have done very well out of it.

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When Mellish was causing havoc in Bermondsey, Mandy was working for LWT and then in 1985 began ‘modernising’ the Labour party and doing all that he could to make the Windbag electable after the Windbag was appointed Leader of the Labour Party in Oct 1983. The Windbag who knew Tony Francis and who’s wife was a school teacher from north Wales and who were both colluding with Dafydd et al.

The biggest light entertainment star on British TV in the early 1990s was Cilla Black; ‘Blind Date’, the show hosted by Cilla, was so profitable for LWT that it turned it’s fortunes around. Cilla was a close friend of Geoffrey Chamberlain at St George’s Hospital Medical School, who was colluding with that paedophile ring in south London and Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. Mandy was a member of Lambeth Borough Council, 1979-82.

Michael Grade was an executive for LWT throughout the 1970s and in the early years of the 80s.

 

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Tam Dalyell considered Bob Mellish to be the ‘authentic voice of working class dockland London’ – the authentic voice who was so concerned for his dockland constituents that he helped Thatch out by becoming Vice-Chair of the LDDC, 1981-85.

Mellish’s constituents will all have bagged jobs as bankers after the development of London’s Docklands:

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For further information regarding how those who concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the gang were part of the regeneration of London’s Docklands, see post ‘The Bodies Beneath Canary Wharf’.

Bob Mellish is on record as saying about Harold Wilson that ‘the Prime Minister is a soft and decent man, almost too gentle. Some say it’s a weakness. I believe it’s a strength. He is very loyal to his friends…I am not a sycophant, but I do respect and admire him.’

Bob Mellish: one crooked old bastard who was Mr Big in the London Labour Party, supporting a whole host of other crooked old bastards, who were all in the pockets of the crooked old bastard who was PM. The entire farce was underpinned by an absolute idiot but a very dangerous idiot:

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He doesn’t just hold hands you know!

Bob Mellish died in May 1998, during the middle of the Waterhouse Inquiry. Ronnie Waterhouse was on very good terms with Frank Chapple, the General Secretary of the ‘moderate’ union, the EETPU (Electrical, Electronic, Telecommunications and Plumbing Union), 1966-84 and Ronnie acted for the EETPU on many occasions. Chapple was personally involved in the attempt in Nov 1980 to flood the Bermondsey Labour Party with phoney members – many of whom lived nowhere near Bermondsey – when Tatchell and other members of Bermondsey CLP were challenging Mellish and his mates with regard to their abuses and corruption. The applications to join the Bermondsey CLP were all done using the EETPU as a vehicle, by people using their affiliation to the EETPU as the basis of their application. Two such people were Southwark Councillors Charles Sawyer and Joe Lees. If they are still alive perhaps they would like to explain why they sent so many disadvantaged kids into the hands of a vicious sex abuse gang in north Wales who then trafficked them back down to London to work as rent boys, infecting many of them with HIV in the process.

Frank Chapple, Baron Chapple of Hoxton (8 August 1921 – 19 October 2004) was born in the slum area of Hoxton, east London. There was no bath or running hot water in the Chapple home. A Communist Party member early in his adult life, Chapple left the party after and partly as a result of, the Soviet suppression of the Hungarian Revolution of 1956. Thereafter he remained a forceful anti-communist. Frank Chapple will have known many of the members of the Communist Party in the 1950s, including many of the radicals who used to spend their summers at Croesor in north Wales who were friends with Sir Clough Williams-Ellis, his wife Amabel and their friend Bertrand Russell. The crowd who used to visit Croesor knew about Dafydd’s gang, which before Dafydd ran the show was led by Gwynne the lobotomist (see post eg. ‘The Village’).

Hoxton is just down the road from the flat in Bethnal Green in which my friends lived in 1986-87. The Krays grew up in Hoxton and hung around with the more degenerate politicians as well as gangsters and showbiz folk. Lod Bob Boothby used rent boys and was reputed to have had an affair with Ronnie Kray as well as his long-standing relationship with Harold Macmillan’s wife Dorothy. I cannot understand why no-one was surprised when many years later it was revealed that Ronnie Kray was being feted and treated like a King in Broadmoor. Broadmoor and indeed the whole mental health system was run by criminals and traffickers which was how Jimmy Savile made his way into it and was given senior managerial responsibilities. See posts ‘Socio-Politicial Context of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’, ‘A Pretty Classy Piece Of Operation’ and ‘The Old Devils’.

 

Chapple served as a member of the General Council of the TUC, 1971-83. Throughout that time the TUC concealed the crimes of Dafydd and associated gangs, sometimes very directly by protecting abusers employed in health and social care who were members of trade unions (see eg. posts ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’ and ‘Mary Turner – An Appreciation’). Chapple first joined what became the EETPU in 1937 and he had held offices at every level in the union. After his retirement, Frank Chapple was elevated to the Lords. Frank Chapple died in 2004. So he was around well after the publication of the Waterhouse Report to ensure that the truth remained suppressed.

Baron Chapple of Hoxton:

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One of Chapple’s sons, Barry Chapple, was a regional official of Amicus, which succeeded the EETPU. Amicus was the UK’s second largest trade union and the largest private sector union, formed by the merger of MSF and the AEEU, agreed in 2001 and two smaller unions, UNIFI and the GPMU. MSF was the union that represented many professionals in the NHS who were not Top Doctors or Angels and MSF used their knowledge of the wrongdoing of the Top Doctors to wield a great deal of power in the NHS, but did not use their influence to stop the wrongdoing or the abuse of patients. David Hole, who served as one of the MSF reps at St George’s Hospital Medical School when I worked there, 1989-91, was along with his colleagues concealing an enormous mountain of crap including crap directly relating to the trafficking gang which was operating in south London at the time and the Westminster Paedophile Ring (see previous posts). Amicus merged with the TGWU in 2007 to become UNITE.

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Lest anyone wants further evidence of the wrongdoing in Southwark with Dafydd et al, not only is Southwark on the doorstep of the Maudsley, where Dafydd ‘trained’ with other Top Doctors who were facilitating organised abuse and who protected Dafydd et al in north Wales for the rest of their careers, but Dafydd’s mate Dr Jim Birley (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’) joined the Maudsley as a consultant in 1969. Birley was the Dean of the Institute of Psychiatry, 1971-82, Dean of the Royal College of Psychiatry, 1982-87 and President, 1987-90. He was President of the BMA, 1993-94.

There are plenty of accounts that suggest that Jim Birley was quite mad. He spent time working with William Sargant at Tommy’s – as did Dr Death – when Sargant was carrying out such dangerous irresponsible experiments on patients that many of them died. Jim Birley claimed to have seen miraculous recoveries as a consequence of barbarous treatments that even at the time were known not to work. Then Jim Birley had a psychotic breakdown himself but was alleged to have made a full recovery within two days, so he returned to work.

Jim Birley was one of the British psychiatrists who took Soviet psychiatry to task in the late 1980s for abusing psychiatry for political purposes. While his mate Dafydd had the victims of a paedophile gang who had dared complain illegally imprisoned in a dungeon.

Jim Birley didn’t confine himself to Top Doctoring in hospitals. He established the Windsor Walk Housing Association which was supported accommodation. At about the same time Birley established the Camberwell Rehabilitation Association, which employed patients to undertake tasks such as making fuse boxes. In 1971 Jim Birley – after meeting David Ennals – founded the Southwark Association for Mental Health.

In 1971 David Ennals was leading a major campaign for MIND and Ennals joined in the long tradition of MIND in concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the gangs associated with him (see previous posts). Ennals later became Chair of MIND and it was whilst Ennals was Chair that Tony Smythe was appointed as Chief Exec of MIND. Tony Smythe had links with paedophiles’ rights groups such as PIE. David Ennals was Secretary of State for the DHSS, 1976-79, while Dafydd and the gang ran riot in north Wales. Before he had ever met Jim Birley, Ennals had served as a junior Minister in the Home Office – whilst the Home Office was directly responsible for managing Approved Schools, such as Bryn Estyn and Axwell Park, where there were paedophile gangs in operation.

Lord David Ennals’ son Sir Paul Ennals was Chief Executive of the NCB (National Children’s Bureau). Peter Righton the social work academic who was a convicted paedophile was involved with the NCB. Paul Ennals was also a member of safeguarding Boards in Haringey, Gateshead, Sunderland and Tyneside. Which would have meant a lot of commuting. All of the locations in which Sir Paul was busy safeguarding had paedophile rings operating in the children’s services. Lord Ennals’ brother Martin Ennals was Secretary-General of Amnesty International for some years.

See previous posts for further information re David, Paul and Martin Ennals.

 

Much as I admire Peter Tatchell’s resistance in the face of the gangsters which were Bob Mellish and his mates and one can only fall about laughing at the idea that Labour big wigs believed that Tatchell was the Labour Party’s problem, Peter and his supporters fell into the usual trap of campaigning on behalf of the Top Docs, their campaign being to keep St Olave’s Hospital open, although St Olave’s closed in 1985. In the late 1960s, St Olave’s operated a Day Hospital for psychiatric patients which St Olave’s shared with Cane Hill Hospital. Cane Hill Hospital was used as a dumping ground by the Maudsley for ‘chronic’ patients who were ‘never going to get better’. Those patients will have been in a very sorry state and they will have been drugged up and abandoned. A Top Doctor will not have gone near them for months on end. In the late 1970s, virtually all the ‘services’ and patients at St Olave’s were transferred to Guy’s. In 1979, only 40 patients remained at St Olave’s and 30 of them were psychogeriatric patients, who were eventually transferred to New Cross Hospital. They too will have been abandoned by the Top Doctors.

I can understand that Peter may have felt that the psych patients of St Olave’s had so little that Peter et al were helping by keeping a shite mental health service going. After all, in the latter half of the 1990s, I argued very strongly for keeping the Day Centre in the Hergest Unit open on the grounds that at least it provided patients with a warm meeting place where they could socialise and have a cup of coffee with their friends, many Empowered Service Users being so poor and isolated that if the Day Centre shut they would not even be able to do that. Before the Day Centre died by a thousand cuts, it was a vastly preferable ‘service’ to that which was the North Wales Hospital Denbigh or the thugs of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team. After the Day Centre closed, patients died and became destitute en masse. See previous posts. However, what Peter and his supporters should really have been aiming for, while admittedly doing what they could to make patients’ lives as comfortable as they could under the circumstances, was to smash the racket that the Top Doctors were running, because that was the real problem. Those patients, along with the kids in care, were being abused and neglected, while the Top Docs stuck their noses into every trough available and dictated their own salaries. Every Gov’t Minister fell for it, even Battling Barbara Castle who was Going To Stamp Out Private Medicine. She didn’t, because the Top Docs told her to fuck off and Battling Babs didn’t dare cripple them and their rotten to the core profession. Furthermore Battling Babs ‘went private’ for fertility treatment herself because it wasn’t available on the NHS.

David Ennals and Dr Death were Ministers in the DHSS under Battling Babs.

Jeff Crowther, who for years worked as a nursing officer/manager in the mental health services in north Wales (see previous posts), was considered quite a leftie by his colleagues. Jeff loathed the Royal Family and one day I heard him telling the other Angels that the country fell for the Royals’ scams at every Royal Wedding and Royal Baby, but the Royal Family were a bunch of leeches who were bleeding the nation dry. I very much preferred Jeff to many of his colleagues, but he knew what Dafydd and the gang were doing, he admitted to me that Dafydd ‘was a corrupt old bastard’ and that he knew that Dafydd was sexually abusing patients and when I lost my temper and yelled at Jeff ‘why won’t any of you stand up to him?’, Jeff said ‘because we’ve got jobs to keep and mortgages to pay’ and walked off.

Sir Peter Morrison Jeff. One of those whom Dafydd was supplying with boys in care for sex parties. Morrison’s sister Dame Mary was Woman-of-the-Bedchamber to HM Queen Lilibet. The Duke of Westminster, one of Carlo’s closest friends, was involved in concealing Dafydd’s gang. So was Carlo himself, in his capacity as Chancellor of UCNW (Bangor University). Carlo’s mate Jimmy Savile was a visitor to Bryn Estyn, where one boy alleged Savile witnessed a gang rape of one boy. Why do you think that Di was making PR visits to AIDS wards where victims of Dafydd’s gang were dying, or to Broadmoor where victims of Dafydd’s gang were banged up and being assaulted by Savile? You knew all of this, you were not as thick as some of your colleagues and you kept quiet because you wanted a job as an Angel. You still didn’t grass the bastards up when they killed your wife and then sent a murderous thug after you.

Looks like you were taken to the cleaners as well Jeff.

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Labour Party ‘grandees’: Do you think that basing your election strategies and indeed Gov’ts on the continued success of a gang of paedophiles in north Wales was a particularly sensible idea? I wouldn’t expect anything better to have emanated from the brain of the Windbag, but surely some of you could have worked out what was going to happen? Battle for your soul? You didn’t have one, you only had a sole, which I and the others Empowered Service Users experienced as you trod on us for decades, you thick-as-pig-shit-we’d-better-give-the-Top-Docs-everything-that-they-ask-for-because-they-know-about-George-Thomas-and-anyway-we-won’t-get-medical-care-ourselves-if-we-piss-them-off utter dipsticks.

 

For all the mouthing off by Cockney Wanker and his chums about being the Authentic Voice and Committed to the Constituents, areas like Southwark are still on their knees, so somehow Cockney Wanker’s constituents didn’t reap the rewards throughout the decades that Cockney Wanker et al laid down their lives to fight their corner in the face of the invading gay hordes in the form of Peter Tatchell and co. I note that Cockney Wanker himself ended up in the Lords. Along with Lord Chapple, Lord Owen, Lord Kinnock, Lord Mandelson and the rest of them.

As for the fate of the wider UK after Cockney Wanker had saved us from Mr Tatchell:

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Ray Gunter succeeded Bob Mellish’s mate George Isaacs as Labour MP for Southwark, 1959-72. Gunter was born in Wales and had a background in the railway industry and the trade union movement – specifically his union, the Transport Salaried Staffs’ Association (TSSA). Gunter was elected as the MP for South East Essex in 1945 and was a backbencher throughout the six-year Labour Gov’t of Attlee. In the late 1940s, Gunter’s Essex seat was broken up; he was elected for Doncaster in Yorkshire in 1950. He was unseated in 1951 by the Tory Anthony Barber.

Gunter was associated with the right wing of the Labour Party and was a member of the Labour Party’s NEC, 1955-66. He was president of TSSA, 1956–64. Gunter was returned to the Commons as a TSSA-sponsored MP in 1959 and became a Shadow Cabinet member.

After Labour won the 1964 General Election, Harold Wilson made Gunter Minister of Labour. The dilemma Gunter faced was his trade unionist’s natural view that trade unions should be able to negotiate responsible pay rates for their members through “free collective bargaining” but on the other hand the wildcat strikes in some parts of British industry were often seen as damaging to the economy, and “wage restraint” was the alternative. Soon after Labour’s 1966 General Election victory, the seamans’ strike saw this conflict came to a head. Gunter took the same tough line as Harold Wilson. He would later describe his stint as Minister of Labour as a “bed of nails”. Gunter sought to complete his work by bringing in a new bill drawn from the findings of the Donovan Commission Report on trade union power, but Wilson reshuffled him to Minister of Power in April 1968. Gunter was rumoured to have been linked with negative leaks from Cabinet and resigned from Gov’t on 1 July 1968, stating he could no longer work in a Wilson Gov’t. Gunter’s successor in labour affairs, Barbara Castle, saw her proposals to reduce trade union powers in her 1969 White Paper, ‘In Place Of Strife’ fail in the teeth of concerted trade union opposition. Gunter resigned from Parliament in 1972.

Gunter died in 1977 and was buried on the Isles of Scilly, where for many years – like Harold Wilson – he had a house, located in Launceston Close, Old Town and called Y Bwythen Bach. Gunter’s name lives on in a block of sheltered flats for the elderly built by Southwark Council in Walworth; not that Gunter found himself spending his twilight years in that block of flats.

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Ray Gunter was succeeded in his Southwark seat by Harry Lamborn. Lamborn was born in London and also had a background in the union movement, specifically his union USDAW, local government and the London Co-operative movement.

Lamborn was a member of Camberwell Borough Council, 1953-65 and was Mayor in 1963/4. He represented the Dulwich constituency on the London County Council, 1958-65. Lamborn was elected to the successor body, the GLC, in 1964 for the constituency of Southwark and was re-elected in 1967 and 1970. Lamborn was Deputy Chairman of the GLC, 1971/2.

Harry Lamborn was elected for Southwark a by-election in May 1972 and after his constituency was eliminated in boundary changes, he ran in the newly configured Peckham. He was comfortably re-elected in the Feb 1974 General Election and was PPS to Denis Healey, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, 1974-79. Throughout it all, kids in care from Lamborn’s constituency were sent into the arms of Dafydd and the paedophiles.

Lamborn was comfortably re-elected in the Tory landslide of 1979, but with a reduced majority. He died in August 1982 and was succeeded in the Peckham constituency by Harriet Harman, a star of many previous posts on this blog. Harriet did and said nothing either about the kids from her constituency who had been and continued to be sent to children’s homes in north Wales where they were abused either, but then Harriet’s dad John Harman was a Top Doctor who was mates with many of those facilitating and colluding with Dafydd’s gang.

Harry Lamborn’s name too lives on in a block of sheltered flats for the elderly built by Southwark Council, on Gervase Street off the Old Kent Road in Peckham. Will Harriet too be immortalised in the name of a block of old people’s flats? Well Jane Hutt’s mate Val Feld who did more than most wimmin in Wales – except for Jane Hutt herself, Julie Morgan, Lesley Griffiths and Edwina Hart of course – to collude with Dafydd’s gang is remembered by a plaque on the wall of the Senedd (see previous posts)…

 

While reading about Southwark, I noticed something odd. Susan Elan Jones was a Councillor in the London Borough of Southwark, 2006-09 and was Deputy Leader of the Opposition on that Council, 2007-09. Susan Elan Jones is currently the Labour MP for Clwyd South, after being elected in the 2010 General Election, succeeding the paedophiles’ friend Martyn Jones (see previous posts). Susan Elan Jones is rather hopeless and invisible as an MP, but she has done a bit of screaming in the direction of the two old Trots who currently lead the Labour Party. Susan was one of those who resigned from Jezza’s Shadow Cabinet in June 2016, denouncing Jezza as unelectable and calling on him to stand down.

Part of Susan’s statement read: ‘When I was re-elected as MP for Clwyd South in May 2015, I made a plea that we should never forget those in our society who are less fortunate…although I shall no longer be a Shadow Minister, I will of course continue to be totally committed to my work in Parliament and my constituency, as well as to the Party of which I have been a member for nearly 31 years’.

Well Susan, some years ago this lot were on the doorstep of your constituency and as someone who grew up near Wrexham during the 1970s and 80s, you’ll know that a lot of people are still living with the consequences, so I’m wondering when you’re going to remember those who really were a great deal less fortunate than you were:

 

 

 

 

The milking of the notion of Violent NHS Patients continues. I’ve been too busy to read all the news stories properly today, but I see that The Torygraph is leading with a report that two patients died in a clinical trial at UCL and it was covered up (this will not be the first time that has happened) and other reports tell us that the NHS ‘needs more’, the billions and billions extra that they have been promised is still not enough.

Of course the ‘Today’ programme this morning also led with an NHS story; it is that hoary old chestnut Angels Are Being Attacked By Patients. This one is a favourite as any fule kno and it usually accompanies demands for more dosh. The strategy has a long and glorious history as well; my post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’ used info from a PhD thesis that mapped the scare stories featuring Dangerous Mental Patients with pay claims from asylum attendants in the first half of the 20th century, although there was plenty of evidence to suggest that it was the patients who were usually on the receiving end of neglect and brutality. Matthew Hancock the Health Secretary has stated that the first NHS strategy to tackle Violence Against Staff is being launched.

That’s funny Matthew because I clearly remember that happening some years ago. The reason why I remember it so clearly was that I was one of the Violent Patients whom Keith Thomson, the CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust, proudly told the local press about; one woman had been banned from all NHS premises by the use of a restraining order, it was in all the north Wales papers! That woman was me and I later discovered that the restraining order was legally invalid. It was issued by the corrupt judge Huw Daniel on the day that a court case collapsed against me because at least eight NHS staff were found to have lied to the police. One of those who lied was an occupational therapy student called Mike, who admitted to his line manager that he had been forced to make a statement about me after I rang him up for help and advice, having been banned from all NHS premises by the legally invalid restraining order… The original prosecution was mounted against me for ‘threatening to kill’ Alun Davies (the mental health services manager) after I made a complaint that an Angel and four healthcare assistants had assaulted and injured me. Alun Davies was sitting in the National Assembly with Jane Hutt and her officials when he repeatedly rang the police maintaining that he was terrified and that I presented a very real risk to him. As I sat, injured, in a locked ward at the other end of Wales…

So where was the prosecution of Alun Davies, at least six NHS workers including the Nurse Manager of the Hergest Unit Lena Henry and at least one police officer for perjury and conspiracy then??? Oh, there wasn’t one.

At the same time that Keith Thomson told the local papers about the Violent Patient who had been banned from all NHS premises, the RCN rep for Ysbyty Gwynedd provided the same newspapers with figures for the numerous ‘assaults’ on NHS workers at Ysbyty Gwynedd which I knew to be grossly exaggerated. The RCN rep knew the reality as well, because he was Gareth Phillips, who until he had health problems and was signed off work sick, was employed as an Angel at the Hergest Unit. Gareth’s wife Penny had also worked as an Angel at the Hergest Unit for years. Gareth wangled that job as a RCN rep by keeping schtum about the abuse of patients. Gareth was Jeff Crowther’s closest friend and they used to spend their weekends and holidays off in the summer going to festivals where they would indulge, in their own words, in a ‘drugs binge’.

Why were the former kids in care from north Wales who alleged that they had been abused by staff told by Ronnie Waterhouse and everyone else that they couldn’t be believed? Because they had drug problems and were thought to be after compensation. An Angel who regularly indulges in recreational chemicals, is looking at the end of their career and still wants a good salary? Come this way sir, we have a job as an RCN rep if you agree to keep your mouth shut and tell lies to the media when we fit up one of the witnesses to Dafydd’s trafficking gang.

By the time that I was acquitted of ‘threats to kill’ I’d nearly finished a PhD. After I had the temerity to get my PhD, a campaign of harassment was unleashed upon certain people in Bangor University, including my PhD supervisor and his wife, a number of my friends and even the Vice-Chancellor. See previous posts. Alun Davies subsequently began frequenting the University, a place where he had never previously set foot. Not only that, but Davies began turning up in the Students’ Union building when I was in there. Davies was frequenting Bangor University on the pretext of asking students to volunteer for charidee work. Some students had been volunteering at the Hergest Unit, a lovely bunch who volunteered with a group set up by the Hergest whistleblower. Alun Davies ordered that the group should be disbanded because the students Weren’t Qualified. No, but they all had an interest in entering the mental health professions and furthermore they noticed that Hergest patients were being abused and neglected. That was when Davies noticed that they Weren’t Qualified.

Students of Bangor University: as people who had passed A levels, you were ALL More Qualified than Alun Davies, who had NO qualifications. Davies began his career as the lowliest grade of NHS clerk in south Wales and rose to the top on the basis of his frank corruption. Davies came from the Rhondda, which was the domain of George Thomas and on the doorstep of the Windbag. Geddit???

Here’s Baroness Windbag, who’s mum and dad gave her boyfriend the Windbag a helping hand with his political career by introducing him to their mate Lord Cledwyn, the Labour MP for Anglesey, 1951-79, who was mates with Jim Callaghan and concealed the molesting ways of George Thomas, who served as a Welsh Officer Minister under Secretary of State Cledwyn and succeeded Cledwyn as Secretary of State for Wales. See posts ‘The Cradle Of Filth’ and ‘How Much Greater Is A Man Than A Sheep?’.

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Between 1974 and 96, Gwynedd County Council managed children’s homes on Anglesey, including one in Holyhead, where kids were abused by Dafydd’s gang. This was the Chancellor of UCNW throughout the decades when that institution was run by Dafydd and the gang:

Charles, Prince of Wales

 

Glenys and Neil: After I graduated, Dr D.G.E. Wood and your mate Tony Francis hurled at and insulted me and told me to get out of North Wales. When I didn’t, they hurled at me a bit more. When I did eventually leave north Wales and go to work in London, their mates down there hurled at and insulted me and told me to got back to north Wales. Could you ask Carlo where exactly he wants me to live, because there seemed to be a lot of indecision. Perhaps Carlo could provide me with a cottage on the Duchy’s estate, like he did for Peter Ball, the molesting Bishop?

The Gov’ts latest drive against Violent NHS Patients – believe me, there’s been quite a few now, all labelled as the first drive against Violent Patients – has been given a boost by legislation which will Double The Sentences of Violent Patients. The legislation was proposed by Chris Bryant, the Labour MP for the Rhondda. Bryant is a former vicar who some years ago appeared on Gaydar clad only in a rather sad pair of undies, accompanied by a message asking ‘Oi mate, do you want a fuck?’ I do not know how many offers the Rev Bryant received, but if he’d peddled his bottom in the vicinity of Gwynne, Dafydd and the gang in north Wales in the 1980s, he’d have had plenty of takers. When Thatch was destroying the Rhondda in the 1980s, Chris was a fresh faced Oxford grad who was a staunch supporter and member of the Tory Party (see previous posts). I really do think that someone ought to tell his constituents.

One of the tabloids today – I think it was ‘The Sun’ – reported that Cops believe that there may be ‘another two Saviles’ at large ie. celebs who are serially sexually assaulting kids. I would have thought that the world would now be a little suspicious of elderly men who wear nothing but a pair of gold lame shorts and ask 4 yr olds if they’ll be his girlfriend when they are invited to ‘glittering balls’ arranged by the NHS to raise money, but no, the Top Docs don’t learn, as they have learned nothing with regard to De-escalation Techniques When Faced With Violent Patients. Vanity, money and the desire for a gong will win the day every time.

 

Bizarre plan to give Savile a new title to strip his ...

 

BBC News Wales reported today that the Royal College of Psychiatrists has employed a Poet in Residence no less. It is the brother of one of the Manic Street Preachers. I imagine that the Royal College of Psychiatrists will manage to kill anyone’s enjoyment of poetry stone dead. The Manic Street Preachers did of course star Richie Edwards, who disappeared many years ago. Richie was very able but had been distressed for years; he was a serious self-harmer and I really don’t think that the Top Docs did him much good…

 

As it is Halloween, here’s some pictures of the ghosts that haunt north Wales:

 

 

Not That Anyone Ever Knew Anything About This Lot Who Are Haunting The Region Of Course…