Radio 4 announced this morning that Baroness Jean Trumpington aka Trumpers has died. I can only echo the sentiments of Trumpers’s mate Thatch during the Falklands conflict when South Georgia was recaptured in April 1982: Rejoice!
Trumpers enjoyed so many biographical highlights that I will refer readers to my post on the life and career of Trumpers, ’95 Glorious Years!’ for full details, but Trumpers’ greatest achievement was surely during her time as a junior Health Minister when she appointed Jimmy Savile to a senior management post at Broadmoor Hospital, in which role he subsequently raped and sexually assaulted a number of female patients, resulting in two of them committing suicide.
Here is a brief celebration of Trumpers’ life in pictures.
Trumpers’ was born on 23 October 1922 into an incredibly wealthy family which was hit by the Wall Street Crash when Trumpers’ was a child:
It was OK though, Trumpers’s dad and mum had so much dosh that even after they lost millions, they were still far wealthier than virtually anyone else in the UK and continued to live the life of Riley, hobnobbing with Royalty.
Trumpers’s childhood playmates included the Carey-Jones’s, members of David Lloyd George’s family from north Wales. Two of the Carey-Jones’s were members of the gwerin who created havoc in north Wales when there was a challenge to the Top Doctors of the Walton Centre after the wife of the VC of Bangor University failed to survive her encounter with them. Trumpers’ was also friends with Jeremy Thorpe, who was seven years younger than Trumpers.
Trumpers’ only ever had one job until Thatch gave her a peerage and appointed her as a junior Minister and that was when Trumpers worked behind the counter in Peter Jones’s as a young woman. Trumpers was sacked after allowing one of her mates to steal from the store:
Peter Jones played a part in Trumpers’ life once more many years later when she was a member of the Lords. Trumpers invited one of the Directors of Peter Jones to tea at the House and demanded discounts on expensive goods what with her being a Lady and no-one at Peter Jones twigged that this was the thieving cow whom they had sacked decades previously. Trumpers got the discounts and on subsequent shopping trips to Peter Jones, the staff scurried around ordering taxis for her and carrying all the bags of discounted goodies that she had purchased, lest Trumpers suffered from tired arms.
As a young woman, Trumpers’ was groped by David Lloyd George while she was staying at his mistress’s house:
Trumpers’ dad was involved in running The Windmill Theatre; it opened in 1931 and naked girls famously stood motionless on stage throughout all performances. There was never any improper behaviour at The Windmill, because if there had have been it would have been closed down. On one occasion Trumpers and her dad had a good laugh when the men in the audience at a ‘private showing’ scrambled over the seats and stormed the stage to grope and manhandle the naked girls.
In later life, Trumpers maxed out on having Worked In Intelligence At Bletchley Park. By Trumpers’ own account, she was only ’employed’ there in a very junior capacity after her dad had a word with someone, was bored out of her head and spent her entire time messing about with her mates or escaping to London to go gambling and to get pissed.
Trumpers thought that she might have met Alan Turing on one occasion, although she wasn’t sure. Whether she did meet him or not, Trumpers hated poofs and once left a party when she realised that there were some of them in attendance.
Trumpers was one of those who made a lot of noise about putting her name to the Campaign To Pardon Alan Turing. Unfortunately by the time Trumpers et al did that, Turing had been dead for many years, having killed himself in the aftermath of his conviction for Being A Queer and experiencing Help For His Homosexuality from the Top Doctors.
Trumpers’ best mate at Bletchley Park was Sally Norton who later married Bill Astor and became mistress of Cliveden:
Sadly Bill wasn’t very nice to Sally and once she had produced a male heir Sally was dumped and Bill remarried.
Nonetheless Trumpers continued weekending at Cliveden. Trumpers’ continued partying at Cliveden after Bill dumped his second wife and married Bronwen Pugh, who went to school in Dolgellau and was the daughter of Sir Alun Pugh, a Welsh Judge.
Bill’s mum Nancy hated all of Bill’s wives and made their lives very difficult. Nancy is a Feminist Icon on account of her being the First Woman To Be Elected As An MP. Although she wasn’t, there was a Woman Elected As An MP before Nancy Astor, but everyone’s forgotten about her. Just as Trumpers’ hated poofs, Nancy hated Jews.
The interior of the Fasanenstrasse Synagogue in Berlin after Kristallnacht, part of the Holocaust:
Trumpers was attending parties at Cliveden throughout the Profumo Affair:
Trumpers met Lilibet at Cliveden:
Trumpers never liked the common slappers who found themselves sitting at the dinner table at Cliveden next to members of the Royal Family and Russian spies and she did know that None Of It Was Bill Astor’s Fault.
There was a happy ending though. Stephen Ward ‘committed suicide’
and Christine Keeler went to prison for perjury although she had been terrorised by a gangster with a gun.
Harold Macmillan’s Gov’t fell
but it wasn’t too bad because although Macmillan initially refused a peerage in 1964, he later relented, so he had access to a comfy chair and dining facilities. In old age Macmillan’s successor as PM Sir Alec Douglas-Home lived in the same retirement apartment block as Trumpers.
Bill Astor dumped Bronwen and she was kicked out of Cliveden along with her two young children and blamed for the whole mess, being nought but a Welsh slapper.
Bill Astor died not long afterwards, in Bermuda.
Here’s a few images from Hogarth’s ‘A Rake’s Progress’:
Call Me Dave’s wife Sam’s mum is married to Bill Astor and Sally Norton’s son, William Astor III.
Profumo redeemed himself by throwing himself into charidee work with Toynbee Hall in the East End with fallen women and rent boys. The sort of rent boys who’s services Lord Bob Boothby enjoyed while he was shagging Harold Macmillan’s wife.
After more years of partying and drinking, Trumpers’ married Alan Barker, a Master at Eton. Barker didn’t have any dosh but he knew a great many Posh Rich people and a few former PMs.
Barker was appointed Headmaster of The Leys School, Cambridge
Trumpers threw herself into Cambridge life and Conservative politics and she made many good friends:
Trumpers became Lady Mayoress of Cambridge and Barker fumed after he was told that when he was misusing the Mayoral car for personal business, he had to remove the flag from the car. Trumpers was told by the police that it was OK for her to keep the unlawful offensive weapons that they knew were in her house even though as a magistrate and Lady Mayoress it could prove difficult if this ever became public.
Mind How You Go Sir, particularly when you’re in the Mayoral car.
Meanwhile, in the Third World:
Trumpers was obliged to resign as a magistrate when it was discovered that she had been entertaining the Cambridge Rapist at her house. Trumpers continued with her work as a prison visitor, with Unmarried Mothers, the Mentally Ill and Juvenile Delinquents, making many useful contacts along the way.
Trumpers was involved with Addenbrookes Hospital
Has she fragrance? I have no idea, but she did perjure herself during that trial and only Tuppence was ever charged.
Barker was subsequently appointed Headmaster of University College School in Hampstead. As the Headmaster’s wife, Trumpers entertained pupils’ parents to tea, including Harold Wilson.
In Feb 1980 Trumpers’ received a life peerage.
Trumpers was always frank that she was only ever able to have a political career in later life because of Thatch’s kindness in giving her a peerage and she remained loyal to Thatch for ever after.
Barker’s old pupil from Eton, Douglas Hurd, of whom Trumpers confirmed Barker was ‘very, very fond’, was asked by Barker to Get Trumpers A Job. So Hurd gave Trumpers a role in the UN’s work with Wimmin. Thus Trumpers got to know Sally Mugabe.
In 1992, Sally was a patient at St Mary’s Hospital, Paddington and Trumpers went to visit her. Trumpers was at the time Baroness-in-Waiting to Lilibet.
No-one knew that Sally Mugabe was being treated at St Mary’s and indeed died there, the world was told that Sally was treated and died in Harare, because President Mugabe didn’t want to admit that she’d gone to Britain for treatment. Sally Mugabe was in St Mary’s under an assumed name although the Top Doctors all knew who she was.
Trumpers later pissed Robert Mugabe off when she let slip that she had visited his wife at St Mary’s, particularly as Robert Mugabe had been having an affair with Gucci Grace at the time. Here’s a PR shot:
Somewhere along the way Trumpers became a member of the Privy Council, where once more all rules were flouted.
As a junior Health Minister, Trumpers appointed Jimmy Savile to the senior management of Broadmoor Hospital
although Trumpers allowed Edwina Currie to take the blame for this after Savile’s crimes finally were publicly admitted after his death
What was kept even more quiet than Trumper’s decision re that appointment was Savile’s sexual assaults on Broadmoor patients and the subsequent suicides of two of them.
Trumpers served as a Health Minister alongside Lord Simon Glenarthur, who made the decision to use infected blood products purchased from the US to treat NHS patients. Thousands of NHS patients contracted Hepatitis and HIV as a result and many of them have died.
Lord Glenarthur was a Director of the MDU when the MDU provided Dafydd with free legal advice during Dafydd’s attempts to frame me for criminal offences in order to have me detained in Broadmoor.
There is one other OAP who has lived through nearly as many of these 20th century Events as Trumpers; a man not born into privilege a la Trumpers but who nevertheless found himself crossing her path many years ago as a result of their shared interest in Helping Those In Need:
God Save The Queen. Who won’t be with us for much longer.
Baroness Jean Trumpington: aristocrat, socialite, member of Thatch’s Gov’t. Her contribution to society can be summed up thus:
As any fule kno, Marx believed that the Point Is To Change It. The Life and Career of Trumpers demonstrates quite clearly that it certainly does need changing. Now.
The people’s flag is deepest red,
It shrouded oft our martyred dead,
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold,
Their hearts’ blood dyed its ev’ry fold.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.
Look ’round, the Frenchman loves its blaze,
The sturdy German chants its praise,
In Moscow’s vaults its hymns are sung
Chicago swells the surging throng.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.
It waved above our infant might,
When all ahead seemed dark as night;
It witnessed many a deed and vow,
We must not change its colour now.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.
It well recalls the triumphs past,
It gives the hope of peace at last;
The banner bright, the symbol plain,
Of human right and human gain.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.
It suits today the weak and base,
Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place
To cringe before the rich man’s frown,
And haul the sacred emblem down.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.
With heads uncovered swear we all
To bear it onward till we fall;
Come dungeons dark or gallows grim,
This song shall be our parting hymn.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.
Recent posts eg. ‘The Battle For The Labour Party’s Soul’, ‘Lord Snooty The Third’ and ‘Sons And Lovers’ named some of the people based in London who ensured that the supply of disadvantaged kids from that city into the arms of Dafydd’s gang in north Wales to be abused and trafficked remained unhindered. Dafydd had links in London from his time ‘training’ at the Maudsley, but there were many other links between unscrupulous professional people in Wales and London as well.
One of the biggest and best rogues who oiled the wheels of the whole machine was Frederick Elwyn Jones, Baron Elwyn-Jones, known as Elwyn Jones was one of the crooked barristers from Wales who concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the gang and who served as a Labour MP and then sat as a Labour peer.
Elwyn Jones was born in Llanelli, Carmarthenshire, where organised abuse had existed for a long time. By the 1970s, the gang in West Wales had direct links to Dafydd et al in north Wales. Ioan Bowen Rees served as the County Secretary for Dyfed County Council from 1973/4 and then relocated to Gwynedd County Council. Ioan was Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council, 1981-91. When Ioan was forced to hold an investigation into the abuse of children in children’s homes in Gwynedd in the early 1980s, Ioan commissioned a team of ‘senior officers’ from Dyfed to carry out the investigation; they were Ioan’s mates who unsurprisingly reassured everyone that there were no serious problems regarding the abuse of children in care in Gwynedd. See post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’.
Meri Huws, the Welsh Language Commissioner who in the 1980s worked as a Gwynedd social worker and who’s patch covered the Ty’r Felin children’s home – where children were abused and trafficked, including to Dolphin Square – grew up in Henllan, Carmarthenshire.
Numerous other people involved in Dafydd’s gang or in concealing their crimes, including many politicians, had/have links to West Wales, as detailed in previous posts.
Elwyn Jones read History for a year at what is now Aberystwyth University and then at Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge. He was a Recorder of Merthyr Tydfil and was also a broadcaster and journalist. Elwyn Jones served as junior British Counsel during the Nuremberg Trials and led for the prosecution at the Hamburg trial of Marshal Erich von Manstein in 1948.
In 1966, Elwyn Jones led the prosecution of the Moors murderers, Ian Brady and Myra Hindley, at the Chester Assizes. Jones’s junior at Brady and Hindley’s trial was Ronnie Waterhouse. The trial of the Moors Murderers involved some of the barristers who spent their careers colluding with Dafydd’s gang and who built their careers on their celeb status which resulted from that trial. See previous posts. One of those who was in the public gallery who watched the trial and many years later was still telling people how the whole Court was in tears during the trial of Evil Myra, was a lady called Ingrid, who was a student Angel. Ingrid spent the rest of her career as an Angel at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, overseeing the victims of a paedophile gang whom Dafydd had illegally imprisoned. Which was why Ingrid probably could not cope with her own emotions when I told her what Dafydd et al were up to and ran off in tears telling me that she was deeply insulted because they all Cared.
Ingrid was one of the Angels who accompanied me to Bangor Magistrates Court after Dafydd et al forced a junior doctor to make a complaint to the police alleging that I had ‘tried to throttle’ him. I was ordered to be detained in Denbigh for ‘assessment’ after committing such an ‘Orrible Crime, after which of course the junior doctor withdrew his complaint against me and all charges were dropped. I had by that time been deemed mad n dangerous by Dafydd, so I therefore stayed in Denbigh. I now have documentary evidence of the whole fit up (see previous posts). Ingrid witnessed everything.
When Dafydd subsequently ordered me to be released from Denbigh and for Angels to drive me to the nearest train station and physically put me on a train to London after telling me that if I ever returned to north Wales I would be arrested, Ingrid was one of the Angels who drove me to the station and stood guard as I boarded the train.
When Dafydd’s mate Professor Robert Bluglass finally Chaired the Inquiry into my complaint about Dafydd et al in 1989 (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE), Bluglass told me that he had ‘particularly wanted’ to take evidence from Ingrid but that she had refused to attend. They were all such a bunch of liars that I don’t know what the truth was. However, Ingrid knew all about the trafficking ring that Dafydd et al were running and she will have known that it was the very same lawyers who concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al who became famous after their involvement in the trial of Evil Myra and Brady.
It was Ingrid who told me that the young men who had been abused in the children’s homes in north Wales who made complaints about Dafydd lying about them, having them arrested and imprisoned and then detained for years in Denbigh, were ‘lucky’ to have Dafydd, ‘because no-one else would bother with those boys’.
Well Ingrid, after I complained about Gwynne the lobotomist and made it clear to Dafydd that I wasn’t interested in shagging him either, Jeff Crowther told me that the Top Doctors had ‘run out of patience’ with me and that none of them were ‘going to help’.
Stephen Bagnall died in front of all of you Ingrid (see post ‘Hey, Hey DAJ, How Many Kids Did You Kill Today?’), as did many others. Where are their bodies?
No wonder so many Angels in north Wales spent so much of their time stressing how they had Cried when they found the body/heard about the death and lost their tempers with patients and reacted in an inexplicable manner to so many situations. They spent their working lives among complete madness and horror.
How did Dorothy Griffiths die then Jackie Ehlen? ‘Drowned in the bath after locking herself in the bathroom’ after her parents refused to allow her to be transferred to Denbigh. Why were the accounts that you, Sadie Francis and Dr Colin Flood gave to the coroner ALL different?? And why did the results from the path lab say something different again? Perhaps Jeff Crowther can help us all out, he was the person who broke down the door and found Dorothy’s body. Or at least that’s what the official account said. See post ‘Inside Information About A Hergest Unit Death’.
Dorothy died AFTER yet another truly damning report about the psych wards in Ysbyty Gwynedd; they had been deemed a serious risk to patients. In response to the report, a Psychiatric Services Management Committee was formed, comprised of Tony Francis, Barry Shingles and Alun Davies. Alun Davies is the only one of these three still alive. Francis and Shingles both committed suicide.
Now here comes Dr DA to visit the latest young female patient whom he illegally imprisoned. Yes it’s 2 am and the patient is fast asleep in bed, but none of the Angels are even going to comment on this.
When Dafydd turned up at Denbigh to visit me at gone midnight after having me unlawfully arrested, the Charge Nurse Mike Williams got me out of bed. When I asked Dafydd what the hell he wanted, Dafydd told me that he had driven 60 miles to see me. I told him that if he hadn’t have had me arrested he wouldn’t have had to have bothered. Mike Williams told me that he thought that I was being a bit harsh on Dafydd.
‘There is no evidence that there was a sex abuse ring operating in north Wales which was concealed at Gov’t level.’
‘It was different in those days’. No it wasn’t, in 1986 mad old doctors were not to supposed to proposition young female patients, have them unlawfully arrested and imprisoned when they said no and then appear in the female dorms in the middle of the night out of the kindness of their hearts.
The Olden Days:
Chernobyl or the North Wales Hospital?
Elwyn-Jones served as the Labour MP for two East End constituencies, Plaistow, 1945-50 and then years later, West Ham South, a seat he held for a short while in 1974.
Children from the East End were sent to children’s homes in north Wales throughout the 1970s and 80s, where many of them were seriously abused and then trafficked. See previous posts.
In 1964, Elwyn Jones was sworn of the Privy Council and appointed Attorney General for England and Wales by Harold Wilson, a post that Jones held until 1970. The Moors Murderers trial was famous for being the trial in which the AG himself led the prosecution.
Jones left the Commons in 1974, soon after he was elected as the MP for Newham South, because he was made a life peer. Lord Elwyn-Jones then served as Lord Chancellor, 1974-79, under Harold Wilson and Jim Callaghan. The Lord Chancellor is a member of the Cabinet and, by law, is responsible for the efficient functioning and independence of the courts.
Elwyn Jones was Lord Chancellor when his pal Ronnie Waterhouse was appointed a High Court judge in 1978. He was Lord Chancellor when Dafydd’s gang rapidly expanded their trafficking business in north Wales and when hundreds of children were sent to north Wales children’s homes from metropolitan boroughs, including those in inner London. Elwyn-Jones was Lord Chancellor when Mary Wynch was unlawfully arrested and imprisoned by Dafydd et al and he was of course in that post when a few other notorious things happened eg. the fitting up of the Birmingham Six and many others. Numerous deaths of kids in care and psych patients in Risley Remand Centre who had been arrested on trumped-up charges also happened on Elwyn’s watch (see post ‘Include Me Out’).
Looks like Elwyn let a few things slip through his fingers.
Hansard recorded the tributes paid to Elwyn Jones after he died in Dec 1989.
The Lord Privy Seal, Lord Belstead, kicked off the proceedings. Lord Belstead aka John Ganzoni was a Tory peer who was Leader of the Lords, 1988-90, under Thatch. Ganzoni was the only son of Sir John Ganzoni, a barrister and the Tory MP for Ipswich who was later created Baron Belstead. The 2nd Baron Belstead, John Ganzoni, ‘showed little interest in politics and waited six years after succeeding to the peerage on his father’s death in 1958 before making his maiden speech’. So that will have been why Ted Heath made Ganzoni a junior Minister in the Dept of Education under Thatch, then a junior Minister in the N Ireland Office. When Thatch became PM, she gave Ganzoni a Ministerial job in the Home Office and he was then moved to the Foreign Office after Lord Carrington resigned in the wake of the invasion of the Falklands. After that Belstead was of the MAFF, then it was back to the Dept of Education and then Deputy Leader of the Lords when Willie Whitelaw as Leader, while Willie colluded with Dafydd et al in north Wales. Then Belstead succeeded Willie as Leader of the Lords! In 1990 the man who had shown sod all interest in politics became Paymaster General and N Ireland Office Minister under John Major. Bless! In 1992, Belstead retired from the Government to become Chairman of the Parole Board, which was packed to the rafters with people like Robert Bluglass and Colin Berry, who had directly concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the gang. After the House of Lords Act 1999 removed the right of hereditary peers to sit in the Lords, Belstead was given a life peerage and went right back in there again. John Ganzoni’s hereditary peerage and baronetcy became extinct when he died in Dec 2005, because he was a Bachelor who had not been blessed with children. John Ganzoni was an active Freemason and President of the Board of General Purposes for the United Grand Lodge of England. This mate of Dafydd’s had been appointed as Deputy Lieutenant of Suffolk on 2 April 1979.
…Lord Elwyn-Jones came to your Lordships’ House as Lord Chancellor in 1974… immediately he endeared himself to the whole House: his great charm and wise counsel will be sorely missed not only by his close political friends and colleagues but by my noble and learned friend on the Woolsack, by members of the legal profession and by all your Lordships.
Elwyn, as we came to know him, held strong views and debated with passion but never with personal rancour. He had a lightness of touch which sometimes made one forget his capacity for sheer hard work. After taking part as prosecutor in the Nuremberg war trials, he served as Member of Parliament for 30 years…while building up his legal practice. He was Attorney-General from 1964 to 1970 with a heavy workload and Lord Chancellor from 1974 to 1979. As Lord Chancellor he was skilful in balancing the legitimate interests of the executive and the judiciary. He maintained a steady flow of law reform measures including—and I think that this was very close to his heart—the Children Act of 1975.
Little wonder that none of those complaints about kids from London or indeed elsewhere being abused in north Wales ever got anywhere or indeed that virtually no lawyers would touch such cases, not even those with Radical Consciences. The Children Act 1975 resulted from the hard work of Leo Abse, who used Jim and Audrey Callaghan and Dr Death to get it through Parliament (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’). It was the Children Act 1975 that caused so many children to be placed in children’s homes in north Wales.
Leo Abse was a close friend of George Thomas, the child molesting Labour MP for Cardiff Central and then Cardiff West, 1945-83, who served as Speaker, 1976-83. Abse was a bent lawyer who was the Labour MP for Pontypool and then Torfaen, 1958-87; Abse threatened and paid off witnesses to/victims of Thomas’s crimes and also lied to the media when Thomas found himself on thin ice (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’). Abse himself was investigated for historical abuse. Abse came from a Jewish family with many lawyers/Top Doctors/analysts among them. See previous posts.
Lord Cledwyn of Penrhos spoke after Belstead’s gushing. Lord Cledwyn was a long-standing friend of the Windbags and before that Glenys’s parents. Cledwyn was the Labour MP for Anglesey, 1951-79 and someone else who concealed the crimes of Dafydd’s gang in a very direct way (see previous posts eg. ‘How Much Greater Is A Man than A Sheep?’):
Elwyn was one of three outstanding brothers brought up in the great Welsh nonconformist tradition….We know that he was devoted to his profession of law and to Gray’s Inn…
Dafydd’s mate and protector Sir William Mars-Jones was a big wig in Gray’s Inn. Ronnie Waterhouse was a junior in Mars-Jones’s Chambers. The Mars-Jones’s were a farming family from Denbighshire and while Sir William did his stuff in London, the rest of the clan defended the interests of Dafydd and the gang on their home turf of north Wales. See previous posts.
I had the privilege of instructing Elwyn when he was a junior barrister on the Welsh circuit…
Really?? The Windbags’ big pal instructed the little crook that was Elwyn, who was later the Man At The Top with regard to the Mary Wynch scandal??? Did the Windbags know about this?
…His place in Welsh history is certainly secure, not least because he was the first Welsh speaking Lord Chancellor for centuries…
Pity about all those other Welsh speakers who suffered so much because of Elwyn’s desire to do the bidding of the English establishment.
Even before the war, as a young barrister, his passion for human rights impelled him to travel to Austria and elsewhere where those rights were imperilled. His appointment to prosecute at Nuremberg was, in a sense, a natural sequel to his experiences before and during the war. The Holocaust, the suffering of Jewish people in Europe, was never far from his mind…
Sadly a number of unscrupulous people made capital out of their role in the Nuremberg trials, built careers and reputations and subsequently rather let themselves down. Whenever a bent lawyer or an abusive Angel excused themselves with ‘I’m just doing my job’, Patient F delighted in telling them ‘that wasn’t an excuse at Nuremberg and it is not an excuse now’. No, it wasn’t, but it was a phrase that a great many of them used because they could not defend their actions.
Those who had the privilege of his friendship will not forget him. His kindness, his compassion and his sense of humour will remain with us. We shall miss that beautiful voice that we came to know so well.
Bechod!! Elwyn fitted people up in the language of heaven! Yma O Hyd!
I shall always think of him as a young man, because even at the age of 80 he was young in his attitudes and in his outlook. Age did not wither him
Oh please, this is ridiculous, he wasn’t a fallen soldier, he was a crooked lawyer who assisted a gang of paedophiles.
Now for a laugh. After Cledwyn’s nonsense, it was the turn of Woy, Lord Jenkins of Hillhead, one of the Gang Of Four and another loyal paedophiles’ friend to pay tribute (see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’):
[Elwyn’s] life’s work could, I suppose, be said to be complete.
Indeed, none of you ever went to prison or lost your jobs and pensions.
His career of public service is the now rare classical example of a great lawyer politician—barrister at 25, MP at 34, QC at 43, Attorney-General at 54, Lord Chancellor at 64, and then ten years of exceptional subsequent devotion to this House in Opposition…
It’s incredible what can be achieved by keeping one’s mouth shut.
…Yet there is much of the poignancy of a younger life cut off about his going.
Here we go again, the fallen soldier in the first flush of youth…
I think it was because he was so vividly, so acutely and yet so benignly among us until very recently. Only a few months ago he looked and sounded the model of what many of us, without much confidence, might hope to be at the end of our eighth decade…
If I live that long I very much do not want to be anything like Elwyn.
I worked closely with him during his two periods of high office.
Here comes the confession…
For two years while he was Attorney I was Home Secretary, the Commons Member of the Cabinet whose responsibilities are most closely intermingled with legal processes. For half the time that he sat on the Woolsack I was again Home Secretary. It is well known that the responsibilities of the Home Office and of the Lord Chancellor’s Department are entwined with more closeness than logic.
Woy, a bisexual swinger himself, covered up for Dafydd’s trafficking gang throughout his career, but particularly when he was Home Secretary.
After Woy, Baroness Stedman had a go. Phyllis Stedman began her political career in 1946, when she was elected as a County Councillor for Labour in Peterborough. She served on the Council until 1976. In 1972, Stedman was appointed to the Peterborough New Town Development Corporation. She bagged her peerage in 1974. This was seen as a way of bolstering Harold Wilson’s Labour Party in the Lords. Stedman served briefly as a junior Minister under Callaghan, for Sport and Water Resources. Stedman defected to Dr Death’s crew on the formation of the SDP in 1981. She became the SDP’s Chief Whip in the Lords in 1986. Most of the SDP peers opposed the Party’s merger with the Liberals in 1988, remaining loyal to Dr Death who was in a huff. Phyllis led the peers into Dr Death’s continuing-SDP and served as its leader in the Lords. When Dr Death came to grief at the hands of the Monster Raving Loony Party in the 1990 Bootle by-election and the continuing SDP was dissolved, Stedman became a crossbencher. The Monster Raving Loony Party polling more votes than Dr Death’s continuing-SDP eclipsed a far more worrying fact; that the Bootle by-election resulted from the death of the Labour MP Michael Carr after just 57 days in office, at the hands of Walton Hospital. Michael Carr had fought Militant. Walton Hospital was pretty much run by Militant, with a helping hand from Dafydd’s associates. The staff at Walton were considered to have been so criminally negligent that a case for prosecuting them was made. The case bounced around for months between two successive DPPs and in the end a tame coroner put an end to the chance of a prosecution. See post ‘News From Sicily’.
Militant had of course been Bravely Seen Off long before Michael Carr was killed by their supporters in the NHS.
Here are Stedman’s pearls:
…Elwyn Jones…was always so kind and courteous,
Another piece of bara brith Baroness?? It’s home made…
…He was a superb raconteur with a very wide range of humorous stories. I remember the long nights and the all-night sittings on the devolution Bills when Elwyn could be relied upon to dispel any tetchiness on the Front Bench in the early hours of the morning with a humourous aside or a whispered anecdote.
Have you heard the one about the lobotomist, the Speaker of the House and the 10 year old boy???
…As an MP he served his constituency faithfully…
We won’t mention the children of his constituents who were sent into the arms of a gang of paedophiles and of how all complaint was suppressed…
One can almost say that his interests were world-wide, and he enjoyed travelling to far away places….
To Turkish Baths?? To the Far East??
He was always willing to extend a friendly hand to political friend and foe alike, to the most humble of his constituents
Except for those bound for Dafyddville obviously.
and to the highest in the land. He retained the common touch…
Gawd Bless ‘im.
Our sympathy goes out to his widow, herself in hospital at this time.
Lady Elwyn-Jones won’t have been in Denbigh or Ysbyty Gwynedd. The London Clinic or Tommy’s possibly…
Next up for paying tribute was Lord Wilberforce. Richard Wilberforce was the great-great-grandson of the abolitionist William Wilberforce, ‘afamily connexion which had much influence on Wilberforce’. Not that Richard was quite the man that his great-great-granddad was, but being a descendent of William Wilberforce was really brilliant for PR purposes. Richard was a graduate of New College, Oxford, a favourite recruiting ground for the security services. Wilberforce was called to the Bar at Middle Temple and was a senior member of Middle Temple when Ronnie Waterhouse was a whippersnapper there. Wilberforce was a lifelong Fellow of All Souls. The poor dear always found that his income was limited, having only his earnings from the Bar to get by on because he lacked ‘family connections’. That is the downside of one’s ancestor freeing the slaves. After his war service, Wilberforce returned to the Bar and acted for the Foreign Office in a number of high profile cases. He was the British legal member of the International Civil Aviation Organisation and was appointed a CMG for services in relation to the Warsaw Convention. Wilberforce became a High Court judge in 1961 and in 1964 was appointed a Law Lord, in which capacity he served until 1982. He is the only England and Wales judge in recent times to have been appointed to the Lords straight from the High Court Bench, without serving in the Court of Appeal. Wilberforce was Chancellor of Hull University, 1978-94. When he was younger, he stood as a Conservative Parliamentary candidate. Wilberforce died in 2003, so he was around to oil the wheels until well after the Waterhouse Report was published.
Wilberforce kicked off with:
Lord Elwyn-Jones… was valued on account of his warm-hearted humanity and his strongly felt sense of justice.
…In later years we came to appreciate his experience and common sense when he came to sit as a judge, an activity which I think he greatly appreciated.
He’ll have had a great time.
Then it was the turn of the Lord Bishop of St. Albans, John Taylor! John Taylor succeeded Robert Runcie as Bishop of St Albans in 1980. It has now been admitted that Runcie concealed many abusive clergy in the Anglican Church, including while he served as Archbishop of Canterbury, 1980-91. While Runcie was Archbish, two successive Bishops of Bangor, Gwilym Williams and Cledan Mears, were fully on board with Dafydd. Rowan Williams, who followed in the footsteps of that lot and who learned at their knee, also knows something about Dafydd’s gang (see previous posts).
Spot the difference:
Let us prey:
Bishop John Taylor told the Lords:
…I learnt of the death of Lord Elwyn-Jones just two minutes before taking prayers yesterday. I felt instant regret that the traditions of this House did not allow me an opportunity to voice the prayers of those present at the loss of so distinguished a Member…
Dafydd used to tell journos that his children said their prayers at night ‘and I’m rather proud of that’. To which F responded ‘pride’s a sin’. But then so is abduction and sexual assault. And indeed murder.
…as a very nervous newcomer to your Lordships’ House I stood up here four years ago to make my maiden speech…I began by saying that before I was Bishop of St. Albans I was Archdeacon of West Ham. “Hear, hear” came the words of a benevolent gentleman on the Front Bench opposite to encourage me on my way and I instantly guessed who he must be.
Elwyn had control of the Church as well…
His twinkling eyes, his disarming smile, those expressive eyebrows, his rubicund countenance and his avuncular generosity made him for me the very personification of kindliness.
The boys in Bryn Estyn and Bryn Alyn might have disagreed there: Gang raped whilst Jimmy Savile looked on, forced to have sex with men at gunpoint, found dead hanging from nooses at various locations or after being hit by cars or lorries…
And behind it all was the acute legal mind, the penetrating advocacy, demonstrated from the days of his time as president of the Cambridge Union to his time as Lord Chancellor—brilliance clothed in warm humanity.
Some of these people actually knew what Elwyn Jones had concealed in north Wales.
I believe that I may speak with authority because the people of his constituency in Plaistow and Newham South were the people of my constituency.
Dafydd et al had it all sewn up.
I know how well they will be mourning him now. Perhaps I may be privileged to voice their gratitude for the way in which—and from the totally different culture of the Welsh Valleys—he identified completely with the aspirations, the needs and the interests of those great East Londoners…
Why was a Bishop in the House of Lords speaking for those in the East End BEFORE he has consulted them?
…In him the bishops have lost an unfailing friend.
Would the Anglican Church like to expand on this?
I know that Lord Elwyn-Jones featured in the prayers of many of us here during his illness in the hope that he would be upheld by God and maybe spared. But now he remains in our thoughts as we commend him to God, the loving and merciful Father, before whom he would not dream of pleading his own cause.
Elwyn might not have been at the side of the loving and merciful father as Bishop John presumed. God might have had enough.
When he was at school, Brown’s brother used to enjoy singing a version of ‘All Things Bright and Beautiful’ that appeared in a Python book, which began with ‘All Things Dull and Ugly, All Things Short and Squat, All Things Rude and Nasty, The Lord God Made the Lot.’
Here are some of God’s creations:
F used to get very angry with me when I said such things and yell ‘you’re blaming God’. No, I’m not really. It was a matter of free will in these cases; the above absolutely did not have to do what they did…
After Bishop John had paid tribute to Elwyn, the grade A bastard with a Welsh lilt and a gentle manner, Lord Hailsham joined the party. I really don’t have time to remind readers of the excesses of that old git, just see previous posts – Hailsham was a protector of Dafydd and the gang who went back to the dawn of Dafydd’s career – and bear in mind that Lord Hailsham was the man who bellowed at a group of journos after the Argies had surrendered that it was God wot won the war for us, although Hailsham said it in Latin. God votes Conservative, as any fule kno.
The Mad Dog Hailsham said:
… I shall always owe to him an immense debt of gratitude because of his kindness to me. It was of a particular kind when in 1978 I returned from Australia absolutely shattered by a personal bereavement. My sympathy goes out to his family in proportion to what he did for me then.
None of this lot showed a jot of concern for those kids in care or psych patients who’s corpses littered north Wales or indeed their loved ones…
Lady Elwyn-Jones was previously known as Pearl ‘Polly’ Binder; she married Elwyn Jones in 1937. Pearl Binder died just weeks after her husband. Pearl Binder is described as a ‘writer, illustrator, playwright, stained-glass artist, lithographer, sculptor and a champion of the Pearly Kings and Queens’. She was a ‘legendary character’ who had a ‘lifelong fascination’ with the East End of London, where she settled in the 1920s.
The Poor are just such fun!
Polly Binder was born in Salford. Her father was Jacob Binderevski, a Russian-Ukrainian Jewish tailor. Binder moved to London after WWI and studied at the Central School of Art and Design. She published a series of lithographs that illustrated “The Real East End” by Thomas Burke, a popular writer who ran a pub in Poplar at the time. In 1933 Binder was one of the founders of the left-wing Artists’ International Association.
In 1937 Binder was involved in the earliest days of TV broadcasting for children. Also in 1937, she co-presented a live six-part series which was the first TV programme on the history of fashion. Pearl Binder was expecting a baby soon after the end of the last programme and could well have been the first heavily pregnant woman to appear on television. Polly was one of those many breakers of glass ceilings who ignored a lot of screams on their upward trajectory through the roof.
Binder travelled extensively in Russia and China, designed a musical, designed costumes for a theatre company, wrote stories for children, designed a mug and plate for Wedgwood and instigated and executed 22 armorial windows at the House of Lords. Binder died in Brighton on 25 January 1990 aged 86, seven weeks after the death of her husband.
Lord and Lady Elwyn-Jones both lasted until the end of the 1980s to assist with keeping the lid nailed firmly down on the serious criminality in north Wales.
Elwyn and Polly had three children: Josephine, Lou and Dan. Josephine was a researcher on Jacob Bronowski’s TV series ‘The Ascent of Man’. Jacob Bronowski was a Polish-born mathematician and historian. He is best known as the presenter and writer of the thirteen part 1973 BBC TV documentary series and accompanying book, ‘The Ascent of Man’, which led to him being regarded as “one of the world’s most celebrated intellectuals”. Python took the piss out of Bronowski by stating simply that ‘he knows everything’. I cannot understand how one of the world’s most celebrated intellectuals failed to notice Jimmy Savile cluttering up the BBC.
Bronowski’s family moved to Germany and then to England while he was a child. He was a Cambridge graduate who taught maths at what is now Hull University, 1934-42. Hull University provided a home for many paedophiles’ friends (see previous posts). Bronowski’s wiki entry tells us that ‘Beginning in this period, the British secret service MI5 placed him under surveillance believing he was a security risk, which may have restricted his access to senior posts in the UK.’ Which sounds to me like a tall story spread around by MI5 themselves to detract from suspicions that Bronowski was, er, working for MI5.
The man whom MI5 had under surveillance because they didn’t trust the bugger worked in operations research for the UK’s Ministry of Home Security during WWII, where he developed approaches to bombing strategy for RAF Bomber Command.
Just to show how much MI5 distrusted Bronowski, at the end of the war, Bronowski was part of a British team of scientists and civil engineers who visited Japan to document the effects of the atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki for the purpose of studying the effects of the atomic bomb and its implications for future UK civil defence. Bronowski, in conjunction with Professor W. N. Thomas of the University of Cardiff, subsequently produced the secret “Report of the British Mission to Japan on an Investigation of the Effects of the Atomic Bombs Dropped at Hiroshima and Nagasaki” which was passed to various Gov’t departments and consulted in the design of future UK public buildings.
Following his experiences of the after-effects of the Nagasaki and Hiroshima bombings, Bronowski discontinued his work for British military research and turned to biology, as did his friend Leo Szilard and many other physicists of that time, ‘to better understand the nature of violence’. From 1950 to 1963 Bronowski worked for the National Coal Board, where he became the Director of Research. From 1963 he was a resident fellow of the Salk Institute for Biological Studies in San Diego.
Bronowski died in 1974 and his place as a Know All and National Treasure on the serious bits of the BBC was eventually taken by his daughter, Lisa Jardine. Jardine was an early modern scholar and Professor of Renaissance Studies at Queen Mary University of London, 1990-2011. In September 2012, Lisa relocated to UCL, taking her research centre and staff with her.
From 2008 to January 2014, Jardine was Chair of the HFEA (Human Fertilisation and Embryology Authority), which it has now been admitted was not doing what it should have been doing. Lisa did not stop the Top Doctors from ripping desperate fertility patients off and lying about their success rates.
When very young, Lisa won a maths scholarship to Cheltenham Ladies College and later studied at Newnham College, Cambridge and the University of Essex. Lisa was of course ‘fluent in eight languages (including Greek and Latin)’ and absolutely wonderful at everything from history to maths, as she used to remind people during her numerous Radio 4 broadcasts.
Jardine recalled that she initially found her father’s celebrity something of a burden, noting that she was “very, very conscious” of being his daughter, although I have a sneaking suspicion that Lisa might have reaped a few benefits from being Jacob Bronowski’s daughter…
Anyone for a regular stint at the BBC? Or for being a celeb historian who Chairs the HFEA and knows so little about what the Top Docs are up to in their clinics that it’s a free-for-all?
‘Now don’t you worry my dear, we’ll look after you after conning Lisa here who doesn’t know her arse from her elbow and has never sat in one of our labs and witnessed what we are actually getting up to…’ (see post ‘Every Sperm Is Sacred – Particularly In Scotland’).
In 1969, when Lisa married the Cambridge academic Nicholas Jardine, ‘she was relieved to assume her husband’s surname’ because she was so keen to disguise the fact that her dad was Jacob. Lisa was always so relieved that No-One Realised! So one wonders why the first thing that everyone always says about Lisa – and always said – was and still is ‘oh she’s Jacob Bronowski’s daughter’. I was the only person on earth who didn’t know this and I found out because when I was talking about elites to a senior sociologist at Bangor University, he named Lisa Jardine as being the ultimate example and said ‘Jacob Bronowski’s daughter’. But I never know who anyone is, I even interviewed the Governor of the BBC without realising it, although I did notice that he was very good at history.
Jardine was raised in a secular Jewish household, but when appointed as the new Chair of the HFEA, she expressed her loyalty to her observant grandparents’ Orthodox faith, which she described as going back “all the way back to whenever – Abraham” and her reluctance to clash with the Catholic Church on embryology. Which was all a red herring anyway, the real problem was that the Top Doctors were lying, fleecing people and some of them were putting patients’ health at risk. Lord Bob Winston is Jewish. Was Lisa perhaps trying to ingratiate herself to the biggest name in fertility and a Labour peer to boot? If Lisa had popped up to Bangor I could have told her some of what I knew about about Lord Bob’s colleagues, including the sex with research assistants in the lab during working hours, the constant sexual harassment of other staff, the research fraud and the colluding with Dafydd and associated trafficking gangs…
Lord Bob was a Child In Time! A very brutal time too from what I remember Lord Bob…
Lisa Jardine was a Trustee of the V & A Museum for eight years and was for five years a member of the Council of the Royal Institution in London. She was Patron of the Archives and Records Association and the Orange Prize. For the academic year 2007–2008 Jardine was seconded to the Royal Society in London as Expert Adviser to its Collections. She was a Trustee of the Chelsea Physic Garden. In December 2011 Jardine was appointed a Director of the National Archives.
Jardine judged the Novel category of the 1996 Whitbread Book Awards, the 1999 Guardian First Book Award, the 2000 Orwell Prize and was Chair of Judges for the 1997 Orange Prize for Fiction and the 2002 Man Booker Prize.
Jardine served as Chairman of the governing body at Westminster City School for Boys (which her younger son attended) and was Chair of the Curriculum Committee on the governing body of St Marylebone Church of England School for Girls.
In 2012, Jardine was awarded the President’s Medal by the British Academy. She was elected an Honorary FRS in 2015. She served on the AHRC. In 2013–2014 Jardine served as President of the British Science Association, which in 2012 made her an Honorary Fellow.
I have been told by a well-wisher that it may well have been Lisa Jardine’s influence that resulted in so many of my A-rated research bids to the AHRC and British Academy being turned down at the final hurdle. It is now very difficult to get that funding but very experienced people in the field were expressing surprise nonetheless because they definitely thought that I should have bagged at least one of the ones that they read for me. The words ‘Tony Francis’ have been whispered in my ear. Tony Francis was still alive when I submitted those bids and he was very worried at the prospect of Brown and me one day publishing what he knew we intended to publish. As were a great many other people. Including Lord Bob.
In November 2011, Jardine was made an Honorary Bencher of the Honourable Society of Middle Temple. Lord Elwyn-Jones’s mate Sir Ronnie Waterhouse was a Bencher of Middle Temple and served as the Treasurer.
It really is very obvious isn’t it…
Jardine’s hagiographies constantly stress that she was an historian who excelled in science. Lisa Jardine never showed any sign of excelling in science, but she was an early modern historian who’s dad was a famous scientist who worked for the security services and concealed a barrel of crap in a previous generation, which is why Lisa picked up all those awards and appointments from the scientific and medical establishments. Jardine rattled on about her Aga on Radio 4’s ‘A Point of View’ programme, she was not a genius. And that Aga was probably in the middle of Hampstead while Lisa did her country peasant home baking bit.
A Point of View – I’ll have all the best jobs please, you all know who my dad was, not that I have ever traded on that…
Lisa died of cancer in 2015, aged 71. In the tributes which followed, she was remembered for “her deep empathy for outsiders of all kinds – rebels, misfits and migrants.”
Here’s Lisa, at the heart of the British establishment, closely linked with virtually every elite who assisted in concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring and even with those who were mates with Dafydd himself, empathising with the rebels and misfits:
CBE FRS FRHistS
Jardine at the Royal Society admissions day in 2015
A group of misfits and rebels:
As well as working as a researcher on Lisa’s dad’s TV series, Lord Elwyn-Jones’s daughter Josephine married Francis Gladstone, a relative of the former PM William Gladstone.
William Gladstone was much loved and revered in north Wales, what with being a Liberal PM when north Wales was dominated politically and culturally by Liberal Noncoformists and on the Watkin Path going up Snowdon there is a huge carved rock which marks the place where Gladstone and a crowd sung Cymric hymns. Gladstone lived at Hawarden Castle in Flintshire. In 1895, at the age of 85, he gave £40,000 and much of his own library to establish what is now known as Gladstone’s Library – it was previously called St Deiniol’s Library – close to Hawarden Castle. Gladstone’s Library is a national memorial to Gladstone. It is lovely, it is a residential library with an emphasis on theology, but it is a favourite hang-out of the paedophiles’ friends (see previous posts). So much so that when I used to stay there I would inevitably encounter them. It might well have been a coincidence, I’d expect to see theologians there, but Dafydd’s colleague Dr Neil Davies, who was one of those responsible for illegally imprisoning me in Denbigh??? Just browsing away just when I was in there myself? Neil Davies doesn’t live anywhere near Hawarden and he isn’t a theologian but he knows an awful lot of people who are who have also been of great assistance to him and Dafydd…
Ronnie Waterhouse came from a well-known Liberal family in Flintshire and many members of Ronnie’s family were active in the Liberal Party, as was Ronnie himself when he was a young man. Ronnie’s dad Thomas Waterhouse was a very influential in the Liberal Party himself at the time of Gladstone and knew Gladstone personally.
See previous posts for information on Gladstone and the Waterhouse family.
Gladstone at Hawarden with his grandchild Dorothy Drew, daughter of Mary Gladstone.
Gladstone’s statue in Gladstone’s Library:
In 1840, Gladstone began to rescue and rehabilitate London prostitutes, walking the streets of London himself and encouraging the women he encountered to change their ways. Much to the criticism of his peers, he continued this practice decades later, even after he was elected PM. Dafydd had a similar explanation when questions were asked of some of his past-times. But then Dafydd told people that he was ‘carrying out a ward round’ when he was found in the women’s dorm at Denbigh in the small hours of the morning.
Yes, we Empowered Service Users did do a great deal of laughing at Dafydd and at those who repeated his ludicrous explanations every time that he was caught with his trousers down or indeed off, despite the huge danger that he presented.
Elwyn Jones’s other daughter is the fashion historian Lou Taylor, who is an Emeritus Professor at the University of Brighton.
Elwyn Jones’s son Dan Jones describes himself as an ‘artist’ and ‘rhyme collector’. Dan has been based in the East End since 1967. John Allen set up the Bryn Alyn Communityt in 1969 and within a short time, it was receiving scores of children from London boroughs, including those in the East End (see previous posts). In the 1970s and 80s, Dan lived at Brick Lane, just down the road from the flat in Bethnal Green where my mates lived and I briefly stayed in 1986, when sex offenders and other nasties came after us, just after I had left north Wales (see previous posts, including ‘The Turn Of The Screw’).
Dan Jones has ‘campaigned against racism and fought for social justice all of his life’. Dan was a social worker and visited schools in the East End at the same time as his father ignored what was happening to all those kids who ended up being abused and even dying at the hands of Dafydd’s gang. Dan has painted many murals of children on the walls of schools in the East End. Dan’s has also carried out ‘education work’ with Amnesty International. The Secretary-General of Amnesty, 1968-80, was Martin Ennals. See previous posts.
Martin’s brother Lord David Ennals colluded with Dafydd et al in Ennals’s capacity as a leading light in MIND and in his role as a Labour Minister in the Home Office, in the DHSS and then as Secretary of State for the DHSS, 1976-79, when Dafydd unlawfully arrested and imprisoned Mary Wynch… David Ennals was mates with Dafydd’s old mate from the Maudsley, Dr Jim Birley . See previous posts.
Dan featured on the Radio 4 children’s programme ‘Go 4 It’, taking children through a role play of what it was like to have to run in fear from your country. I know the feeling Dan!
Dan’s blog, Spitalfields Life, contains messages from people who knew Dan’s dad! One is an Angel who nursed Elwyn-Jones’s when Elwyn was a patient at the Royal Sussex County Hospital, 1987-1989. Elwyn Jones encouraged that Angel in their law studies and that Angel is now a Lecturer in Law (Medical & Human Rights). Another message is from someone who’s granddad knew Elwyn Jones and Polly Binder; their granddad used to be a chef at Gray’s Inn and that is how he knew Dan’s parents. Dafydd’s mate Sir William Mars-Jones was a senior member of Gray’s Inn…
Here’s Dan in front of one of his murals:
Elwyn Jones’s brother Idris (1900–1971), was captain of the Wales Rugby Union team in 1925 and was an industrial chemist who became Director General of Research Development for the National Coal Board.
The Welsh Rugby Union had many links to Dafydd’s gang which the gang used to their full potential, particularly in the form of the dreadful Tasker Watkins, ‘The Greatest Living Welshman’. Watkins had the most impressive Paedophile Gang Bingo card imaginable.
Sir Tasker Watkins VC GBE PC QC DL (18 November 1918 – 9 September 2007) was a Lord Justice of Appeal, 1980-93 and Deputy Lord Chief Justice, 1988-93. Tasker was Leader of the Wales and Chester Circuit, 1970-71 and Presiding Judge of the Wales and Chester Circuit, 1975-80. He was Chairman of the Wales Mental Health Review Tribunal, 1960-71. Tasker was President of the Welsh National School of Medicine, 1987-98. He was President of the Welsh Rugby Union, 1993-2004.
In World War II, Sir Tasker was awarded the Victoria Cross, the highest British award for gallantry in the face of the enemy.
Tasker was appointed Deputy Lord Chief Justice by the Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane. It was Geoffrey Lane who released Oliver Brooke, the Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s Hospital Medical School from prison early, after comparing Ollie’s vast stash of child porn to a collection of cigarette cards. Ollie was one of the key figures in the pan-European paedophile ring of which Dafydd’s gang were a part. See previous posts, including ‘Oliver!’.
Tasker was perceived as a Friend Of Wales particularly as a result of his Chairing the 1967 Public Inquiry into the Aberfan Disaster. Aberfan was blamed on the NCB and Lord Robens in particular was the fall guy, but the tip which fell on the school in 1966, killing 116 children and 28 adults, was known to be dangerous by local Councillors and politicians who had said nothing because the coal industry was about the only employer in the area and they feared the consequences if action was taken. Robens did a nice little deal with Wilson’s Gov’t which ensured that he remained in public life and was well-provided for after he took all the crap for Aberfan. See previous posts.
Lord Justice Desmond Ackner was another friend of Dafydd who was constructed as a Friend Of The Welsh People as a result of his role in Aberfan. Desmond Ackner was Counsel for the families of the victims at the Public Inquiry into Aberfan. Ackner condemned the ‘callous indifference, incompetence, ignorance and inertia’ in the National Coal Board. The people of Aberfan were well-impressed that an ‘English barrister’ wanted to help them and Ackner ‘remains a local hero’ in Aberfan, where a bench in the memorial garden bears a plaque in his memory.
Ronnie Waterhouse acted as junior Counsel at the Inquiry into Aberfan.
Not long after Ackner established his reputation as a Champ of the Oppressed due to his role at the Aberfan Inquiry, Ackner did a great job for those who were really close to his heart, Dafydd and the gang, when he acted as the Presiding Judge when Sir Kenneth Robinson and the Church of Scientology did battle in the libel courts after the Scientologists alleged that psychiatrists were experimenting on their patients, harming them and facilitating sex crimes against minors. Desmond Ackner denounced the Scientologists and dismissed their allegations as nonsense. The Church of Scientology’s allegations re psychiatry have never been taken seriously since. Yet Dafydd and his colleagues were doing exactly what the Scientologists stated that they were doing.
Sir Kenneth Robinson was Harold Wilson’s Health Secretary and President/Chair of MIND. Dafydd was a leading light in MIND when Robinson was Chair of MIND and when Robinson was Health Secretary. Furthermore Desmond Ackner knew about Dafydd’s gang and their crimes, as well as about Lord Louis Mountbatten, Sir Anthony Blunt, Kincora Boys’ Home and much else. The Scientologists don’t do themselves many favours, but their accusations re Dafydd et al had a substantial basis in fact. The trial was rigged and Ackner was appointed to preside over that trial to blow anyone who dared take on Dafydd et al out of the water. It worked, just look what happened in the years which followed that trial in the early 1970s. Ronnie Waterhouse was involved in the trial, he was Counsel for Geoffrey Johnson-Smith, a Tory MP who also maintained that the allegations that Dafydd et al were abusing kids and vulnerable people were libellous. Who was the senior Counsel acting for Robinson? One Elwyn Jones, having been recommended by Ronnie Waterhouse. The Scientologists were represented by a junior barrister, Ronald Schulman, who later ‘disappeared in mysterious circumstances’ and was subsequently smeared by Waterhouse and his mates. See post ‘The White Heat Of The Revolution’ for further details.
David Ennals was a leading light in MIND for many years during the 1970s and 80s.
See post ‘Include Me Out’ for further details of Desmond Ackner and his glorious career. Ackner died in 2006, so he was around to give Dafydd, MIND, Ronnie Waterhouse et al a helping hand well after Ronnie finished the the massive cover-up in 2000. Desmond Ackner was a member of Middle Temple, like Ronnie.
There’s a statue of Dafydd’s mate at the Millennium Stadium in Cardiff:
Sir Tasker Watkins
Bring on the Welsh Spring:
Elwyn Jones’s brother Idris was educated at what is now Aberystwyth University and then Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge. After finishing his PhD at Cambridge, Idris worked for ICI at Billingham, where he was Group Manager in the Oil Division. In 1933 he returned to Wales as Research Manager for Powell Duffryn Ltd. In 1946 Idris was appointed Director General of Research Development for the NCB. During summer 1955 he went to the USSR as a member of the NCB‘s specialised delegation. Idris visited the three biggest Russian coalfields, in Siberia, near Moscow, and the Donbas.
Idris Jones was Vice-President of University College of Wales, Aberystwyth, 1963-71. While at college Idris was captain of the rugby team at Aberystwyth and a member of Cambridge University Rugby XV. He played flanker for London-Welsh and Llanelli Rugby Clubs and also for the Barbarians. He played for Wales against England, France, Ireland and Scotland and was captain on one occasion. Idris was a prominent active member of Welsh societies in London.
IdrisJones died in 1971, a Bachelor who had not been blessed with children.
While the Lord Elwyn-Jones’s, the Lord Cledwyns and the Sir William Mars-Jones’s were busy in London helping Dafydd out, rather more obscure people in Bangor University unknown to anyone outside of their academic fields reaped the rewards of a gang of murdering paedophiles. Professor Fergus Lowe was the person who excelled in this regard obviously, but a few not-very-bright people did very nicely out of it as well.
One such person was, as he was known when we were undergrads, ‘the bad tempered bastard John Farrar’. John Farrar was a rather uninspiring and deeply unpleasant plant physiologist. He wasn’t too bright but was the most frightful bully – and according to someone who had shared a bench with him at Oxford when they were undergrads, Farrar was obnoxious back then as well – and most students just avoided interaction with him because the most innocent question would be met with a bout of swearing and shouting in response. He was reputed to swear and shout at the undergrad whom he was shagging as well, Stel. There was a major diplomatic incident when Stel graduated and bagged a job as Farrar’s research assistant ‘because it just looks so bad’, as a member of staff observed.
Looked bad?? No wonder Farrar ignored all of their protests, one of his colleagues, John Wilson, was having sex with school girls in Bangor; another colleague, Ralph Oxley, was married to Isobel Hargreaves, a Gwynedd social worker who was a member of Dafydd’s gang; another of Farrar’s colleagues in the Plant Biology Dept was Chris Wood, a marine botanist who was married to the corrupt GP Dr D.G.E. Wood, who was one of the key facilitators of Dafydd’s gang. One of the Profs in Plant Biology was Prof Greig-Smith, who was a colleague of the Cambridge botanist Prof Edred Henry Corner, Douglas Hurd’s uncle. Douglas Hurd was Home Secretary, 1985-89, during which time he concealed the serious criminality in north Wales. One of the mature students in Plant Biology at the time was Gaye Kennaway, who was married to Ian Kennaway, who held a very senior role in the National Trust in Wales. See post ‘Additional Security Measures’.
The National Trust in north Wales had numerous links with Dafydd’s gang (see previous posts), in particular by running a work scheme for ‘disadvantaged people’ at Penrhyn Castle, which was staffed entirely by victims of Dafydd’s gang under the supervision of Wing Commander I.H. Panton, who knew exactly what had happened to them at the hands of Dafydd and kept them hidden away in the gardens at Penrhyn Castle (see posts ‘That’s Entertainment’ and ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’).
One of the Profs in Plant Biology was Geoff Sagar, who was also one of the senior managers at UCNW, so he’ll have been on excellent terms with Dafydd and the gang who were running the whole institution anyway.
These were just the main links between Plant Biology and Dafydd’s gang; there were of course many, many more, because the staff were married/related to and socialised with other members of the gang and the gang’s relatives/friends. Not that everything always ran smoothly, in true paedophiles’ friends’ style, many of them spent much of their time at each other’s throats.
John Farrar hated everyone and everyone hated him. I was in a lab one day when I heard the most dreadful commotion in the lab next door. It was Farrar having a row with John Wilson. Farrar was demanding the use of yet another lab solely for himself – although like John Wilson Farrar was only a junior lecturer – and was effectively intimidating John Wilson out of his lab. Farrar was shouting and yelling and banging his fist on the bench and in the end John Wilson ran out of the door. I reported back to my mates and they said ‘oh we’ve heard that Farrar does things like that’.
When I returned years later to Bangor as a PhD student and then a post doc, the Bad Tempered Bastard was PVC for Research and what a lot of trouble he caused. The Bad Tempered Bastard treated everyone else, even senior staff, appallingly and then the Bad Tempered Bastard told senior academics in other disciplines which of their publications to enter for the RAE. Because the Bad Tempered Bastard wouldn’t listen to anyone and knew nothing about anything but plant physiology, he entered some academics’ work into the wrong categories, such as that of the sociologists. YOU THICK TOSSER FARRAR, YOU ENTERED US FOR SOCIAL POLICY, WHICH IS A DIFFERENT DISCIPLINE. Duh!!!
I watched the unfolding disaster, as did the senior sociologists but no, Farrar was not going to listen. Brown said ‘oh don’t worry, there’s a row after every RAE in most universities and whoever leads it usually leaves their job, Farrar will be gone’. How right Brown was. The RAE results were embarrassing and the knives went out for Farrar. Poor old Farrar tried to cling on but then Fungus turned on him, had the most blazing row and Farrar keeled over with a heart attack. It could not have happened to a nicer person. One of Farrar’s punch bags observed that ‘the most hated man in the University has now nearly killed the second most hated man in the University’. Farrar then announced his ‘retirement’ and an e mail was circulated from the organs of Gov’t at Bangor explaining that there wasn’t going to be a party because ‘John doesn’t want a fuss’, after which one of my mates observed ‘which is just as well because he’s not going to get one’. The e mail explained that anyone wishing to contribute to a Gift For John could leave a donation. Another punch bag who owned a small-holding where he kept sheep commented that he had a bag of shit that Farrar could have.
Thus Bangor University waved a fond farewell to Farrar.
It was deeply ironic that while doing all this, Fungus and Farrar, in collaboration with other paedophiles’ friends, were planning to shaft the VC, who must have been in despair over the idiocies of that lot. Presumably the man who was then VC is still alive and kicking and isn’t dead like Fungus or wrecked like Farrar.
Let me explain Farrar you thick idiot. The problem was me. Fungus knew that I had the dirt on Dafydd and the gang going back decades, he knew that Miranda, Gordon Brown and Lord Snooty the Third were all involved in previous cover-ups and he knew that Brown and I intended to publish. Fungus also knew that I hated the lot of them and he knew that I knew about the plans on the part of multiple people to Get The VC, who was not Of The Paedophiles’ Friends. That is why, when I was approached by a TV journo with regard to making a documentary about the mental health services in north Wales, the day before filming I was told that the programme would only go ahead if I dropped the VC in it on TV. I refused and they told me that I didn’t need to be scared of him. I replied that I wasn’t scared of him, he was one of the few people who had never threatened me, tried to extract info from me or tried to influence my plans re the battle with the paedophiles’ friends in any way and I was not going to smear one of the few sane people who had behaved properly.
Here are some of the people who were desperately hoping that I would be led into an obvious trap by the ‘investigative journalist’ who Wanted To Expose The Truth:
Whoops, Computer Says No!!!
Before Fungus nearly killed Farrar, a VIP paid a visit to Bangor University to open the new Ecocentre (I’ve forgotten its official name) aka the Good Ship Farrar. It was Gordon, during his brief period of being PM! There were some structural problems with the building, but no-one told Gordon that. Instead Farrar was touted as a Sensitive Green who Cared about matters Climate and the Environment, rather than a shitbag who had climbed to the top of the University by bullying weak stupid people who were colluding with a murdering trafficking gang.
The building of Farrar’s empire at Bangor involved the usual strategy ie. the touting as geniuses of a few of those who had shamelessly toadied to this vile git when they were his PhD students, instead of running away as fast as they could which happened quite often in the case of students doing PhDs with Farrar. A number of good botanists gave up on plant biology after having had the John Farrar Experience.
One of the Geniuses from the Farrar Stable is Professor Julie Scholes. Julie Scholes was a PhD student when I was an undergrad and Julie knew about many of the sordid activities on the part of Farrar and his colleagues that I have discussed on this blog. Julie is now a Professor in the Dept of Animal and Plant Sciences at Sheffield University. Julie is one of the partners in Sheffield University’s Leverhulme Centre for Climate Change and Migration.
The Leverhulme Trust grant-making foundation which was established under the will of the 1st Viscount Leverhulme (1851–1925), with the instruction that its resources should be used to support “scholarships for the purposes of research and education.” The Leverhulme estate is located in Cheshire/Merseyside and Philip Lever aka Lord Leverhulme, the 3rd Viscount was foolish enough to get himself linked with Dafydd and the gang, partly by Philip Lever’s position as Chancellor of Liverpool University, 1980-93. Fungus used this very effectively in terms of liberating funding from the Leverhulme Trust and no doubt in other ways a well. Before Fungus decided that Farrar was better off dead, Fungus and Farrar were partners in crime. Philip Lever’s lifelong passion was horse racing. He owned race horses and served as Chairman of Chester Racecourse and as a senior steward of the Jockey Club. Ronnie Waterhouse’s father-in-law bred racehorses and Ronnie made it his business to get to know everyone who was anyone in racing and the Jockey Club. See previous posts.
Philip Lever served as Lord Lieutenant of Cheshire, 1949-90, making him the longest serving Lord Lieutenant in the country. He was Lilibet’s representative throughout those long and happy years that Dafydd’s gang operated in Cheshire and Lever’s term of office spanned most of Sir Peter Morrison’s time as the Tory MP for Chester, when Morrison was molesting children in care in north Wales and elsewhere. Philip Lever died in July 2000. He obviously felt that his job on earth was done once Ronnie Waterhouse’s report had been published in Feb 2000.
I invite readers to take a look at the dates of the highlights of Julie Schofield’s career and think back to what was happening re Dafydd’s gang at the time:
BSc (1982) PhD (1986) University of Wales
Royal Commission for the Exhibition of 1851 Research Fellow, University of Sheffield (1986-1987)
Royal Society University Research Fellow, University of Sheffield (1987-1995)
Lecturer, Senior Lecturer, Reader, University of Sheffield (1995-2003)
Professor of Plant and Microbial Sciences (2003 – present).
One can go a long way by keeping one’s trap shut if one’s PhD supervisor is an absolute pig…
Another Outstanding Biologist who learned at the knee of a man who’s colleagues were running a paedophile ring is Professor Julian Hibberd of the
Department of Plant Sciences, Cambridge University….
What became of Stel, the undergrad whom Farrar was shagging? Well she ended up marrying Farrar when she finished her PhD and went on to have a big family. She and Farrar had a very acrimonious divorce when the children were quite young and Stel spent years working as a Welsh for adults tutor at Bangor University, in the School of Lifelong Learning of which the Head was Meri Huws, the former Gwynedd social worker at the time of Great Paedophilia in the 1980s. Stel and Farrar’s son Robin has for some years held various offices in Cymdeithas yr Iaith Gymraeg, the Welsh Language Society. Meri Huws Chaired Cymdeithas back in the 1980s…
When i was doing my PhD, I shared an open plan office with a number of others, including a Dr Christine Smart. Christine was married to a Prof in Biological Sciences at Bangor University, Davey Jones. Christine used to tell people that she knew that everyone hated Farrar, but Davey would always be grateful to him because Farrar got him his Chair. The reason why Christine’s loyalties were being stretched was that the Dept was being shut down because Fungus had forced our boss, my PhD supervisor, out of his job and everyone was being made redundant. Christine probably knew that this was a punishment beating for my PhD supervisor after I got my PhD, so I do hope that she and Davey screwed as much as they possibly could out of Fungus and Farrar. Especially as I’ve now exposed the whole rotten structure. Christine knew how bad the Top Doctors of Bangor were, because she had a very bad experience during the birth of one of her children. It should have been enough to have got one of the bastards sacked, but no, there won’t have been a complaint made because no-one can afford to upset the Top Docs and the associated paedophile gang. So other women will have been put at risk by him as well now…
Wales has got talent? Well it’s certainly got a great many people feeding off Dafydd.
Because there was so little employment in the Bangor area in the 1980s, of the Bangor graduates who stayed in the area, many set up their own small, often slightly alternative, businesses. One of the plant biologists who graduated a few years before me, Pete Winstanley, established an organic veg shop in Bangor, years before eating organic veg was a mass activity. Pete was always very friendly and the shop had a huge choice of veg but it was so cold in Pete’s shop in the winter that he’d have a gas fire on full blast and would still be serving the customers while wearing a scarf, hat and woollen gloves. Pete’s veg shop disappeared from Bangor years ago and I thought that he’d left north Wales. So imagine my surprise one day while, when researching Dafydd, I discovered that Dafydd had commissioned an oil painting of himself – paid for by Dafydd’s charidee CAIS I understand – painted by Anglesey artist Pete Winstanley. Yes, it was the botanist Pete who used to own the veg shop…
Pete’s veg shop was in Upper Bangor, opposite the left-wing book shop and just down the road from the C & A Hospital, with the Angels’ homes opposite. The C & A Hospital which was facilitating the trafficking ring and the Angels’ homes in the buildings which were in a nearly uninhabitable condition, housing Angels who were also involved in the trafficking ring.
In the early 1980s, students at UCNW were all exposed to the story of ‘Do you know that there is a prostitute in Bangor? She’s in the Railway Hotel.’ I never went in the Railway Hotel so I have no idea of whether there was a prostitute in there or not, but there were a a number of prostitutes who lived in the Angels’ homes and even more prostitutes in the Ty Newydd and Ty’r Felin children’s homes in Bangor.
‘We didn’t know.’
It is Remembrance Week. That is what you all did. You should never be allowed to forget it.
Previous posts and comments have made reference to Huw Daniel, the appalling old git who worked as a barrister on the corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit for donkey’s years until someone was foolish enough to give him a job as a judge, from which point on he cluttered up the Circuit in a more senior capacity. The tabloids loved old Daniel as a No Nonsense Judge Who Was Tough On Young Thugs. Those tabloids didn’t know much about him.
My post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’ described the attempt by those we know and love in north Wales to have me fitted up for ‘threatening to kill’ Alun Davies, a corrupt north Wales NHS senior manager, in 2002. What I had actually done was tell Davies’s secretary that he was a fat idiot. Davies delighted in telling everyone who would listen that I would get ‘seven years in prison’. The case circulated around the courts of north Wales for the best part of two years, during which time I lost my job and my home. The charges were withdrawn on the first day of the trial, although hordes of NHS staff, as well as a police officer, had loyally turned up at court to perjure themselves. Huw Daniel was the Presiding judge and was very angry indeed when he discovered the the prosecution had withdrawn the charges and instead were doing me for the lowest level of Public Order Offence, ie. telling Alun Davies’s secretary that he was a fat idiot. Daniel imposed the heaviest sentence that he was legally able to – more than 100 hours of community service and a fine – and issued a restraining order against me preventing me from going to NHS premises, such was the danger that I presented to NHS staff. I later found out that the restraining order was legally invalid and that Daniel knew this.
Years later I discovered that within days of the case, someone had unlawfully accessed the PNC and recorded a conviction for another more serious offence against my name. Furthermore, a forged certificate of indictment was subsequently found in the possession of Chester Court, stating that I had pleaded guilty to ‘violent disorder’ at Caernarfon Crown Court. I have never been charged with such an offence. I wrote to the North Wales Police’s legal department about the matter some two years ago but nothing has been resolved. See post ‘Even More Confusion Regarding Those Legal Conundrums’.
Huw Daniel was for a number of years the judge with responsibility for Mental Health Tribunals in Wales. His father was J.E. Daniel, one of the early leading lights in and the President of Plaid Cymru. J.E. Daniel was a mate of Saunders Lewis, who was a mate of Dafydd’s when Dafydd was busy being a young nationalist activist in the 1950s and 60s. See post ‘Tan yn Llyn’.
A lot of people in north Wales – and not just offenders either – do not like Huw Daniel. At best he is seen as a pompous obnoxious fool, but he has been described to me as ‘malignant’.
On 8 March 1997, The Indie reported on a case over which Huw Daniel presided at Chester Crown Court. The No Nonsense Judge, to several rounds of applause from the public gallery, had sentenced Keith Laverack, a former senior manager of Cambridgeshire Social Services, to 18 years in prison for a string of sexual assaults on children in care over a period of 20 years. Huw had a great time at the trial. He told Chester Crown Court that Laverack was a ‘career paedophile’, that this case was ‘unquestionably the most serious case of its kind’ that old Huw could remember and that it would cause ‘tremendous public outrage’. At one point Huw became seriously over-excited as he spoke about the ‘perverted lusts’ of Laverack.
According to Huw, Laverack had ‘taken advantage of damaged children to satisfy his perverted lusts knowing full well all his victims wanted was love, affection and security’. Pretty much like Huw’s mate Dafydd, who took advantage of ‘damaged children’ when they hit 18. The Dafydd who was known to tell his patients that he loved them and who cohabited with others…
Huw Daniel observed that Laverack abused his victims knowing that he could because ‘the system allowed you to get away with it’. Indeed it did Daniel, because if the kids complained, they were referred to Dafydd and his colleagues and would find themselves sectioned in a locked ward; then in Risley Remand Centre if they still didn’t shut up and if they really were presenting a challenge, in a secure psychiatric unit/high security hospital. Along the way, they would make a few court appearances in front of Huw Daniel et al, who would bellow and rant in court, maintaining that these were dreadful people in the dock and all that anyone had ever tried to do was help them.
At Laverack’s trial, Daniel commented that Laverack abused children ‘confident in the knowledge’ that if the kids did complain ‘they would not be believed’. Huw knew the ropes then.
At my 2003 hearing for telling Alun Davies’s secretary that he was a fat idiot – the charges of ‘threatening to kill Alun Davies’ were withdrawn on the first day of the trial after a whistleblower, who had witnessed the senior staff of the Hergest Unit planning to fit me up for that offence by encouraging a group of Angels to perjure themselves, made it clear that he would go public on what had gone on as well as on the abuse of patients at the Hergest Unit if my trial went ahead – Huw Daniel stated that he did not believe my malicious allegations against the ‘excellent’ staff of the Hergest Unit and that while I saw myself as the victim, the ‘real victims’ were Alun Davies ‘and his family’ no less. I have never communicated with Alun Davies’s family and would not recognise them if I saw them. I now have stacks of documents in my possession compiled and signed by Davies and his associates which detailed their plans to frame me.
Huw Daniel spent his entire working life on the corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit, working alongside many others who concealed the paedophile ring which had operated for decades in the region.
Keith Laverack had spent twenty years working as a teacher and then headmaster in children’s homes in Cheshire and Cambridgeshire and it was for offences that he committed when in those positions that he was tried at Chester Crown Court. Loverack, who was 52 yrs old at the time, denied 20 charges, but was found guilty of 15 of them, 11 of buggery and 4 of indecent assault.
Laverack’s first permanent appointment was at Greystone Heath Approved School in Warrington when he was 21 or 22 yrs old and it was alleged that he had assaulted children until 1987.
Laverack was jailed three months after the beginning of the Waterhouse Inquiry, which was Chaired by Huw Daniel’s colleague Sir Ronnie Waterhouse. The Waterhouse Inquiry famously excluded the abuse of children in care in north Wales at locations outside of north Wales or by people from outside of north Wales. So if, for example, witnesses talked about being taken to houses in Chester where they were abused by groups of men – which at least one witness did – Ronnie did not consider this in his conclusions. Likewise if men from outside of north Wales – perhaps the Tory MP for Chester or Jimmy Savile – arrived at children’s homes in north Wales and took the children away to be abused at another location, Ronnie didn’t consider that either.
Greystone Heath Approved School in Warrington was one of numerous children’s homes/schools in the north west of England which was part of a huge paedophile ring with links to other parts of the UK. Staff from those institutions also worked in locations in north Wales. Between 1994-97 a major joint investigation was conducted by Merseyside and Cheshire police forces. Social workers from Cheshire and Liverpool were brought in to investigate their own colleagues. The Merseyside and Cheshire Police, as well as senior social workers/managers from Cheshire and Liverpool, were linked to Dafydd’s empire. Cheshire Social Services were described as ‘one of the prime movers’ in the investigation but the Deputy Director David Whitehead made it clear that none of the County Council’s own homes were under investigation. The investigation resulted in a small number of social workers and teachers going to prison. Keith Laverack’s scalp seems to have been the biggest claimed. See post ‘The Mentor’ for details of some of those who got away and those who rocked up in north Wales.
After the Waterhouse Inquiry, there were many allegations that bottom feeding care workers and teachers had been scapegoated for the crimes of much more senior people, including public figures, who were never even named yet alone charged. Such allegations follow nearly every high profile paedophile trial; either that completely innocent people have been jailed or sex offenders at the bottom of the pyramid have taken the rap for the crimes of others.
As Dafydd et al in north Wales know, the really brilliant thing about securing convictions against anyone for sex offences or against mental health patients for Attacks On NHS Staff, is that the public are so horrified that should the person convicted ever complain of anything again, or had they ever complained of anything previously, no-one will believe a word that they say. Which is why Dafydd and the gang worked so hard over thirty years to secure convictions against me; why they tried to portray patient F as sexually questionable (see previous posts) and why a letter from someone who doesn’t exist – Sylvia Granalda – was sent to Brown’s senior managers at De Montfort University telling them that Brown was a ‘known paedophile’ who had ‘committed many offences’ when he worked at Aston University but ‘hadn’t been caught’. See post ‘A Nasty, Ludicrous Poison Pen Letter’. My, what a good laugh we had – if Brown hadn’t been caught, he wasn’t a known paedophile was he Dafydd/Elfed/Martin?
A Man Who In 1987 Heard Dafydd Threatening And Then Trying To Bribe Me:
Brown’s letters to Dafydd’s employers about the phone calls to which Brown was listening in were ignored.
A Lying Criminal Old Bastard:
The ‘hospital wing’ of Risley Remand Centre was full of Dafydd’s patients, many of whom were former kids in care. Risley Remand Centre was in Warrington, Cheshire.
The Mistress Of A Lying Criminal Old Bastard:
Lucille’s previous before she was Director of Gwynedd Social Services included employment as a children’s social worker in Cheshire. Even Ronnie Waterhouse admitted that Lucille knew about the abuse of children in the care of Gwynedd Social Services but failed to respond.
A Man Who Knows About Perverted Lusts:
Keith Laverack is a man who will have known many of the people who were involved in the abuse ring in the north west of England throughout the 1970s and 80s. He will have known about their links with rings in other parts of the UK. Keith later relocated to Cambridgeshire, where he eventually attained a senior position, so he will have known many of the people in that area who were involved with sexual abuse, as well as their links and associates. The Cambridgeshire shenanigans touched the lives of more than a few celebrity paedophiles because of the presence of Cambridge University in that region.
King, a Cambridge graduate, was jailed for historical sex offences against boys in 2001. King maintained that he knew many more people who had done exactly what he had and considerably worse to both boys and girls whom the police have never been near. Jonathan King is a tosser but I believe him with regard to that. Jonathan King also maintains that the judge who presided over his trial was known to him from his Cambridge days and was another person who had gay sex with teenaged boys.
Huw Daniel went to Jesus College, Oxford. Should any of Huw’s former peers wish to get in touch with info, I’d love to hear from them…
A 1965 clip from ‘Top of the Pops’ of King singing ‘Everyone’s Gone To The Moon’, which King recorded when he was still an undergrad, is available on You Tube and clearly shows Jimmy Savile having a knees up with the teenagers in the studio.
Jonathan King was a student at Trinity College, Cambridge. Rab Butler, Mr Tony Party throughout the middle of the 20th century who held just about ever ‘great office of state’ except that of PM, was Master of Trinity College, 1965-77.
Carlo studied at Trinity College, 1967-70 and Rab was his mentor and counsellor.
Rab was High Steward of Cambridge University, 1958-66 and High Steward of the City of Cambridge from 1963 until his death in 1982. Butler was also the first Chancellor of the University of Essex, 1966-82 and Chancellor of the University of Sheffield, 1959-77.
From 1972 to 1975, Butler Chaired the Committee on Mentally Abnormal Offenders, the Butler Committee, which proposed major reforms to the law and psychiatric services, not all of which have been implemented even today.
Baroness Jean Trumpington was a friend of Rab Butler and was the junior Health Minister under Thatch who appointed Jimmy Savile to the management task force of Broadmoor in 1986 (see posts ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’ and ‘A Pretty Classy Piece Of Operation’). Trumpers was based in Cambridgeshire for much of her adult life, including during the 1970s. Her husband Alan Barker was Headmaster of The Leys School; Trumpers was a leading light in the Tory Party in the area and she was also Mayoress of Cambridge. Trumpers served as a magistrate but was obliged to resign for reasons which she was never very clear about but were something to do with her relationship with the Cambridge Rapist. Trumpers sat on numerous bodies, including the Social Services Committee; she was involved with ‘homes’ for unmarried mothers and provision for women with mental health problems; she served as a prison visitor; she was involved with Addenbrookes Hospital and was a friend of Thatch. See post ’95 Glorious Years!’
The fragrant Lady Mary Archer and her husband Tuppence lived and might still live in Cambridgeshire and Lady Mary is involved with Addenbrookes Hospital. In 1987, Tuppence won a libel case against the ‘Daily Star’ after it was alleged that in 1986 he had paid a prostitute for sex. Tuppence denied paying her for sex but it was later revealed that Tuppence had committed perjury during the libel trial, as had the Fragrant One. Tuppence however was the only one charged. He was jailed for perjury and conspiring to pervert the course of justice in 2001. The prostitute who was due to give evidence against Tuppence died as a result of a car crash very shortly before the trial. See post ‘Tuppence And His Fragrant Wife’.
The article which so upset Tuppence was published in the autumn of 1986 when Tuppence was Deputy Chairman of the Tory Party. As a result of the article, Tuppence resigned and was replaced as Deputy Chairman by Sir Peter Morrison. I was unlawfully detained by the gang in north Wales for the first time in the autumn of 1986, just weeks before the article about Tuppence appeared. My housemate Anne Vernon who knew what was happening to me at the hands of the Top Doctors was killed in a car crash in the spring of 1986. When I finally received copies of my medical records just a few years ago, I found copies of all the letters of complaint that I had written to Gwynedd Health Authority and other bodies. I had made some references to Tuppence’s trial – I had joked about it – and every reference that I had made to Tuppence had been underlined, but there was no indication as to who had done this. Gwynedd Health Authority had sent copies of all my correspondence to the Welsh Office’s crooked lawyer, Andrew Park.
A lot of people got very worried in 1986, because the net looked as if it was dangerously near to closing in on some molesters in high places. Professor Oliver Brooke, the Prof of Paediatrics at St George’s Hospital Medical School who was a key figure in a pan-European paedophile ring with links to Dafydd et al and many, many others, was arrested and in Dec 1986 jailed, two/three days after Dafydd et al had me unlawfully arrested and banged up in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. The High Society Paedophile In Distress flare was sent up and Ollie was released from prison early on appeal by Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane in May 1987. The police who had worked long and hard to jail Ollie were furious, but they were dealing with a system which was rotten through and through. Ollie’s mates all remained in their very senior jobs at the top of their professions…
When I worked at St George’s, 1989-91, Ollie’s friend and colleague Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain articulated the view that Ollie was a wonderful man with a sad weakness and the whole business was most unfortunate. Had Ollie merely given in to temptation on a few occasions and exposed himself while clad in a dirty mac or even tried to resist his penchant for children I too would take Chamberlain’s view. Indeed many people who are dragged through the courts with the sound of the mob baying in their ears do fall into the ‘sad and lonely’ category. However Ollie was a leading figure in an international criminal gang, who was ruthlessly using his professional contacts to keep the whole lot of them out of trouble. Children were targeted, assaulted and trafficked into prostitution, including the sort of kids who were the last kids on the planet to be interested in sex or nightlife etc. Witnesses were killed and whistleblowers within the professional circles had their careers and lives ruined. Geoffrey Chamberlain was one of the people who was ensuring that whistleblowers’ careers came to an end.
The GMC and other professional bodies of those involved knew exactly how serious the crime was. They allowed it to continue and afforded the criminals complete protection.
The Lord Butler of Saffron Walden
If Keith Laverack did have any knowledge of those at High Table or indeed in other High Places who were doing what they should not have been doing, those people will have been most grateful to Huw Daniel for publicising Keith Laverack’s perverted lusts and banging him up for 18 years at the beginning of the Waterhouse Inquiry. Had Mr Laverack ever felt like Opening His Heart and grassing a few people up – because he wasn’t abusing those kids all by himself was he Huw? – the howls of outrage from all quarters would have drowned him out, as indeed they did Jonathan King.
Press reports of Keith Laverack’s trial also mentioned that Huw Daniel lifted an order previously imposed which the police had obtained preventing the identification of a number of other men who had been charged with sex offences against children as part of a big paedophile trial. The police had obtained the order because they were of the opinion that if the other men were identified at that stage, the bigger trial would be jeopardised.
Nice work Huw, you banged up one man for 18 years but ensured that everybody heard about his shocking perverted lusts, thus preventing anyone listening to any allegations that he might make in the future about his associates and then you did your best to sabotage a much bigger trial! The police must have felt like bludgeoning you to death you corrupt old bastard. They’ll have worked for years to have got that lot into court and witnesses lives will have been put at risk.
A round of applause for the No Nonsense Judge!
Throughout 1997, the mental health services worked very hard to have me arrested and charged – any offence would do, as long as it could be used to confirm how dangerous I was. The plans had begun long before then, back in 1994, when the arrests of the bottom feeders in north Wales/Cheshire began (see post ‘The Banality Of Evil’), escalated throughout 1995 and 1996 and then in Nov 1997, I was arrested on the basis of the perjury of Bridget Lloyd, an Angel, along with Patient F. We were acquitted in Jan 1998, only to find that Dr Tony Francis had written reports for the Court explaining that WHEN we were found guilty, F should be put on probation and I should be transferred to a secure psychiatric hospital (see post ‘A Solicitor’s Letter From North East Wales MIND’). I have now been told that the lawyers who asked Francis to write those reports were in breach of the law, because lawyers must not pre-empt court proceedings. The lawyers advising Francis et al up until then had been Tony Lane of Caernarfon and the crooked Welsh Office lawyer Andrew Park. See previous posts.
Although F and I were acquitted, there was no investigation into the perjury and a flat refusal to apologise to us. Francis and his colleagues robustly defended their decision to have us arrested.
It was recently made public that a former Bishop of Chester abused children for many years and was never stopped, although his activities were well-known. There were many busy bees, including wealthy, influential busy bees, in Cheshire for decades.
Because Huw Daniel always mouthed off when he was presiding, the press usually were given a few florid quotes for publication, even if they were rather misleading or simply lies. Daniel presided over another sex abuse trail in May 1997 which received coverage in the ‘Warrington Guardian’ on 30 May. It was reported that a Bruce McLean had ‘showed little emotion’ when Daniel had jailed him for nine years the previous week. According to Daniel, McLean was a ‘classic paedophile’ and Daniel said that many of McLean’s victims had come from troubled family backgrounds where they may have already been abused. Daniel told McLean: ‘You took advantage of the system within which you worked to have contact privately with young children… you knew it was wrong, they didn’t.’ Just as most of the psych patients and former kids in care had no idea of how many laws Dafydd et al routinely broke. Huw Daniel knew though, so one wonders why he never raised concerns about it.
McLean’s defence counsel, Anthony Gee QC, told Chester Crown Court that prison would be tough on McLean, 41, who had no previous convictions. But Daniel ‘attacked the former care worker for making victims relive their experiences in the witness box’: ‘You showed them no mercy at all’ he said, adding: ‘It will go hard on you in prison, but I have no sympathy with you at all.’
If for once in British criminal history, justice is ever done and Huw Daniel finds himself sitting in HMP Berwyn with anal injuries after encountering Mr Big in the showers, I’ll pay him a visit and remind him of that sentiment. I’ll look forward to that Huw!
McLean was convicted of 10 counts of indecent assault involving seven boys and a girl. McLean, formerly of King Street, Knutsford, was cleared of two other counts of indecent assault after Huw Daniel directed the jury to return not guilty verdicts due to insufficient evidence.
I have no idea whether Bruce McLean was guilty of any of the offences for which he was convicted or not, but I do know that I had not threatened to kill anyone when Daniel made it quite clear that he thought that he would be sending me to prison for threatening to kill Alun Davies. Well the evidence was overwhelming – at least eight Angels heard me do it. Except that every one of them was lying and Patricia Gaskell, the Ysbyty Gwynedd solicitor, had sent a memo around asking for even more of them to go down the police station and lie about me. There was also an occupational therapy assistant who made a statement about me threatening to kill Davies, whom I was told was ‘forced’ to make the statement.
In Feb 2000 Huw was in action once more. BBC News Wales reported that Daniel had jailed James McMorrow from Sligo, Eire, for three years after smuggling nearly 50 kilos of cannabis with a street value of more than £170k. The details of the case are impressive. McMorrow had been living in Spain for eight months and was paid £70 expenses and was due to receive another £3000 for successfully delivering the drugs to Dublin via Holyhead.
Huw Daniel said that there appeared to be an active drug trade between Spain and Ireland and it was clear that the defendant was a courier in a well-organised trip.
He was to be paid a substantial sum, he had contact numbers and a mobile telephone and there was a false passport.
‘This was carefully organised,’ Daniel said.
He had been caught thanks to the vigilance of Special Branch at Holyhead according to Daniel.
Prosecuting barrister Mr Andrew Green told how when interviewed the defendant said that he was in debt and there had been threats not only to himself, but also to his pregnant girlfriend and child.
Defending barrister Miss Anna Price said that her client had started a landscaping business in Spain and had borrowed money from those who were not terribly tolerant when it came to paying the money back.
Following the case, North Wales Police said it operated a ‘vigilant’ policy on drug trafficking.
‘A number of specific operations and routine checks have resulted in over £3.5 m worth of drugs seized in the last year,’ a police statement explained.
‘North Wales Police are aware of the potential use of Holyead port for illegal smuggling activities and work with other agencies in this country and abroad to prevent and detect offences.’
North Wales Police, Special Branch and Huw:
Dafydd’s been doing fake ID documents for years. He is also very good at giving his phone number(s) out and at answering his phone(s), even in the small hours, or when he is abroad conducting ‘clinics’ in France. He’s always available – not for NHS patients obviously, they languished in locked wards for years without so much of a glimpse of him – but if someone rings him at 2 am and he thinks that it might be one of his gang in trouble or a politician in distress having been arrested, dear old Dafydd will answer the phone.
It’s why Dafydd never changed his number and why he was in the phone book for years after he told the High Court in Liverpool in Nov 1994 that I was making his private and professional life ‘intolerable’ by my constant phone calls to him. Although the calls weren’t from me, as Dafydd explained himself in his affidavit, ‘the calls are from McDuff’. See posts ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’ and ‘The Banality Of Evil’. So why I received the injunction I never quite worked out. One call simply consisted of someone blowing a raspberry down the phone at Dafydd – or as Dafydd explained to the High Court, someone impersonating ‘the sound of a flatus’ – and another call involved a middle aged man telling Dafydd that it was me phoning and that I’d had a sex change. So Dafydd reported me to the North Wales Police who arrived at my house and threatened me with arrest. Although they could see that I hadn’t had a sex change. Perhaps they thought that I’d changed back again.
Brown and me were reminiscing recently and Brown said that what Top Docs involved in serious crime need to keep themselves out of trouble is celebrity patients, including politicians.
There was an Empowered Service User in Bethesda for years who was refused all Help from Gwynedd Social Services because they were Fed Up With Her. This Empowered Service User always maintained that when she was younger she’d been a groupie who had slept with Mick Jagger. See previous posts.
Bill Wyman: famous for picking up 13 year old Mandy Smith when he was in middle age and beginning a sexual relationship with her when she was 14. Mandy later said that she regretted her involvement with Mr Wyman.
Paula Yates’s very early career was as a model for Penthouse. Paula met St Bob when she was, by her own description, a groupie. Paula spent her early years in north Wales (see previous posts). She lived in Llandudno and then in Rowen, the village in which Lord Wyn Roberts – Thatcher’s Minister in the Welsh Office – who served as Dafydd’s umbrella for decades also lived (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’). Paula went to school in north Wales as well.
Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain of St George’s Hospital Medical School, who was concealing the paedophile/trafficking gang in south London of which his friend and colleague Professor Oliver Brooke was a key player as well as Dafydd’s gang in north Wales, was Cilla Black’s Top Doctor. See post ‘Now Then…’ and other posts. Cilla was also a personal friend of Chamberlain. That’s the Cilla who was the song bird from Liverpool when Dafydd was a young man with a spring in his step and building up his empire in the north west of England. See posts ‘My Arse – It’s Tatifilarious’ and ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’. Cilla was an enthusiastic supporter of Thatch and was well connected in Tory circles.
I also mentioned to Brown that I am certain that, a la Thatch, Dafydd was boosted up on amphetamines, hence his ability to undertake such a punishing schedule, crashing around in police stations and in Denbigh in the early hours. Brown suggested that Dafydd might have been fuelled by cocaine. Dafydd could have prescribed either for himself but his nose has never rotted away – although it was impressively red as a result of all the booze – so I suspect amphetamine was Dafydd’s preferred pick-me-up.
The North Wales Police have worked really hard for many years to avoid busting Dafydd. The GMC have ignored complaint after serious complaint about Dafydd since the 1970s, including abuse and neglect of patients leading to death; unlawful imprisonment; financial exploitation of patients; dishonesty; perjury; sexual exploitation of patients; bribery and corruption. If the GMC were to be forced to make public their file on Dafydd, it would make Harold Shipman look like a minor shoplifter. The GMC had received a couple of complaints about Shipman; they have received scores about Dafydd. Incredulous people have always remarked of Dafydd ‘he just does whatever he wants and no-one, no-one stops him’. It is quite true and the buck stops at every Chairman and Chief Exec of the GMC that there has been for decades.
Another case over which Huw Daniel presided was that of a child abduction in August 2002. BBC News Wales reported that Charles Kenneth Nicholls, 41, had appeared at Mold Crown Court, charged with abducting an 11 year old girl from near Wrexham. Nicholls appeared in Court accompanied by an Angel, as a result of being a patient at Ty Llewelyn, the secure psychiatric unit at Llanfairfechan in Gwynedd, which at that time was under the management of the North West Wales NHS Trust. The senior NHS manager responsible for Ty Llewellyn was Alun Davies. Nicholls had, by the time that he had appeared before Daniel, been transferred to Ty Llewellyn by the Home Office under the Mental Health Act. The judge responsible for Mental Health Review Tribunals at the time was one Huw Daniel. It was in 2002 that Davies and the perjurers of the North Wales Wales NHS Trust claimed to have been witness to me threatening to kill Davies.
Here’s an Interesting Fact. Before I was sentenced to the maximum possible for telling Alun Davies’s secretary that he was a fat idiot, Huw Daniel deferred sentencing for a psychiatric report on me to be compiled by the perjurers of the Hergest Unit. Daniel said that he would imprison me for contempt of court if I did not ‘co-operate’ with it. When I returned for sentencing Daniel hit the fucking roof because there was no court report. The Hergest hadn’t compiled one or invited me to ‘co-operate’ at any point.
So what went wrong then Huw you fat crook? Did someone at the Hergest Unit get cold feet because they knew that the whistleblower was onto them and had threatened to expose them? Or were the ‘excellent’ perjurers of the Hergest Unit so grossly incompetent that they failed to carry out the last bit of the plan and recommend that I should be transferred to a secure unit, because that is what the plan was wasn’t it?
You have questions to answer Daniel and I’m happy to call you a bent malignant bastard online because I now have a mountain of documents which makes it very clear what was going on behind closed doors at that time.
David Blunkett was Home Secretary throughout it all, under Miranda as PM. It was Michael Beloff QC, Cherie’s colleague, who in his capacity as legal adviser for Municipal Mutual, ensured that the Jillings Report on the abuse of kids in the care of Clwyd County Council from 1974 onward was completely suppressed and was not even made available to the County Councillors (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake’). Municipal Mutual also insured the North Wales Police. The Chief Constable of the North Wales Police, David Owen, refused to co-operate with the first police investigation into the possible presence of a paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire. When Miranda was PM, he and Cherie entertained Michael Beloff at Chequers.
In 2001, the year following the publication of the Waterhouse Report, Miranda appointed David Hanson, the Labour MP for Delyn, as his PPS (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part II’). Before becoming an MP, David Hanson had been a Councillor in Cheshire, as had his wife Margaret. Margaret Hanson had also worked as a children’s and family senior social worker for Cheshire County Council. Margaret Hanson is currently the Vice-Chair of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. The Chairman of the Betsi is Dr Peter Higson, who worked as a clinical psychologist at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, later became general manager of that institution and then was appointed a senior manager for the mental health services for the wider north Wales region. While Higson occupied those posts, patients were illegally imprisoned in a dungeon at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. Higson’s sister Ruth Hussey is a Top Doctor, who ended up as Chief Medical Officer for Wales. David Hanson’s early career was with Scope – allegations concerning the abuse of residents in Scope facilities have been made.
If any readers know who Higson’s and Hussey’s parents were I’d love to hear. They grew up in Llanwrst, which is a hub of the petite bourgeoisie who have caused such chaos in north Wales and wherever there is an abuser who needs protecting there is Higson and Hussey. Furthermore who did Hussey marry?
When Huw Daniel jailed Keith Loverack and sabotaged the bigger trial, Miranda knew that he’d be in No 10 in two months time. When Huw Daniel jailed Bruce McLean, Miranda was newly resident in No 10.
Tough on crime, tough on the causes of crime!
BBC News Wales reported that it was alleged that Nicholls had abducted the girl from her home and released her outside. Nicholls pleaded not guilty to unlawfully taking and carrying the girl away and to a charge of affray.
Huw Daniel ordered that the trial should be held at Mold Crown Court. Which is interesting, because when I was charged with threatening to kill Alun Davies, Daniel just happened to be the judge on the occasion of the first hearing, yet he made a point of demanding that my trial should be listed for Mold Crown Court and that he should be the judge to preside over it.
So what was going on at Mold Crown Court that so endeared that institution to Huw Daniel? The Crown Court at which dear old Ronnie Waterhouse was a regular and at which some of Ronnie’s friends and relations had been/were at that time responsible for administrating?
Experience has taught me that when legal/judicial corruption is at work on the Chester and Wales Circuit, great care is taken to ensure that the defendant who is to be stitched up appears in the right court in front of the right judge, even if this means that the court and the judge have to be changed, as they were when Gwynedd Social Services tried to have me imprisoned in 1990 on the basis of the perjury of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team. In that case, great efforts were made to ensure that I appeared in Chester before Justice John Roch, although my barrister wasn’t told that the court and judge had been changed (see post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’).
John Roch was must been the most excellent paedophiles’ friend because he later became Lord Justice Roch.
Legal authorities: Should anyone ever get round to jailing Huw Daniel, when he subsequently appeals, can you ensure that it is not Lord Justice Roch who hears the appeal? One way of preventing this would be to prosecute and imprison Roch for his own collusion with serious crime in 1990. Diolch yn fawr.
John Roch has also found his way into the Queen’s Privy, along with many other paedophiles’ friends.
Where justice is rarely upheld at Chester:
I mentioned in the comments following my post ‘Tan yn Llyn’ that at least one young man who had burgled Huw Daniel’s house near Tal-y-Bont, Bethesda, was never charged. The young man made a full confession in the police station – presumably Bangor Police Station – in front of someone with whom I was very friendly back in the mid-1990s, who told me that the scenes in the police station were quite extraordinary and very, very funny. The young man in question had turned over Daniel’s house and helped himself to a few interesting things, including a camera. I’m not sure when the burglary had happened, it was probably in the late 1980s.
The police were interviewing the young man and were trying to ascertain whether he had gone equipped for burglary. Which he had. He had been found with a screwdriver on him as well as other tools and the police officer asked ‘why did you have those tools with you?’ To which the young man replied ‘because I’m a fokkin professional aren’t I?’ A mental health professional was also present at the interview – it was either a Top Doc or a clin psy, I’m not sure which – who repeatedly told the person under arrest that he was here to help him. So the mental health professional was asked by the arrested person if he could get him a nice pair of trainers… The upshot was that the young man under arrest made it very plain indeed that he had gone to Huw Daniel’s house equipped to burgle and indeed he had burgled. He didn’t give a bugger about being arrested, because he had already served a stint in Risley Remand Centre where he had been treated so brutally that nothing could frighten him any more.
My friend had gone to visit him in Risley just after the screws had kicked the living daylights out of him. He was visibly injured when my friend went to visit him. She challenged a thug of a screw who yelled at her that he hated the little bastards and yes they would give them a kicking. My friend didn’t make formal representation to the Prison Service – she realised that would be a complete waste of time – but she did make damn sure that a lot of people knew that she had witnessed the state of the young man whom she visited in Risley.
So imagine her surprise when the young man was never charged with burgling Huw Daniel. The matter was quietly forgotten about and instead a referral to the mental health services was made. The young man in question rattled around the ‘services’ for a while until, in the early 1990s, Dafydd suddenly took an interest in him and he was told that he was Dafydd’s patient. By this time the young man’s life was in chaos and he had developed a serious drug problem.
My friend was very worried about some of the things that were happening in this young man’s consultations with Dafydd, including Dafydd telling him that he loved him. She tried to persuade him not to maintain contact with Dafydd but then she found that Dafydd’s patient was receiving a few benefits from being a patient of Dafydd’s, as well as of course whichever drugs he requested. The young man had been paid to appear in a TV programme and say that if Dafydd retired he would never be able to cope. This was in about 1994, when Dafydd had become so embarrassing that even the NHS in north Wales wanted to see the back of him. Dafydd received wall to wall good PR from just about every media outlet in Wales – Kilroy, the Vincent Kane Debates, S4C, BBC Wales, all the local papers, everybody really – and the message was the same: Dafydd is so overwhelmingly loved by his patients that they will never manage without him and here they are telling us that on camera. Er yes, because they were paid to do so…
Dafydd ‘retired’ in 1995, except that he didn’t retire, he left the employ of the NHS clutching the contract for him and his charity CAIS to provide substance abuse services for the whole of north Wales. Dafydd expanded that empire considerably over the following years and was gradually joined by his old muckers such as Lucille as they too ‘retired’ (see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’).
During the Waterhouse Inquiry, the younger brother of the man who burgled Huw Daniel’s house died. He was 18 and a student at Coleg Menai. Unlike his older brother, he had never been in trouble with the law. He was taken ill at home and his mum rang Bethesda surgery. She was told by Dr Paul Nickson that he had flu. A few hours later he was even worse. His mum rang the surgery again and was told by Dr Gareth Jones that he agreed with Dr Nickson, all he needed was two paracetamol. Very soon afterwards, his parents took him to Ysbyty Gwynedd, not wanting to waste their time with Bethesda surgery again. As the young man entered Ysbyty Gwynedd he told everyone that he couldn’t see anything anymore, he had gone blind. He died shortly after. He had meningitis.
The following day there was a scene in Bethesda surgery. The dead boy’s mum walked into the waiting room and yelled at those waiting ‘Dying? Well just take a couple of paracetamol.’ She was chucked out and Dr Gareth Jones started shouting at the patients that it wasn’t his bloody fault. The dead boy’s mum subsequently tried to raise her concerns about the manner of her son’s death, but was told by the Top Docs that she was just upset because she felt guilty. Bethesda surgery certainly didn’t, they couldn’t give a stuff. The bad feeling towards the boy’s mum from the Top Docs continued for quite some time, because she did insist on doing things like having a gravestone with his photograph on it erected and she placed In Memoriam notices in the local papers. The Top Docs told people that she was making a right bloody fuss.
As for the lady who had been in the police station that day with the brother of the boy who subsequently died and witnessed the extraordinary scenes, she developed mental health problems – but not long term ones – and in the mid-1990s was referred to the Hergest Unit. Where two of her neighbours, Lena and Jim Henry, were employed as Angels. Lena and Jim were good enough to gossip about her to third parties to such an extent that she decided to move from the area, so she put her house up for sale at a reduced price to enable her to move away quickly. Lena and Jim bought it, after telling people that they’d always liked the house but couldn’t afford it when they first moved to that street.
It was shortly after my friend moved away that I was arrested and charged with threatening to kill Alun Davies. Lena Henry was by that time the senior nurse running the Hergest Unit and was one of those who perjured herself over the matter of my alleged threats to Davies. That was the third time that Lena had perjured herself within a few months; she had previously had me arrested on two other occasions, only for it to be revealed that she was lying. In one of her statements, she mentioned my friend who had witnessed the scene in the police station that day with Simon’s brother. There was no reason at all for Lena Henry to mention my friend in the statement, my friend knew nothing about Lena’s repeated efforts at having me imprisoned and was not involved in any way. But at least the North Wales Police knew the identity of yet another witness to Dafydd’s wrongdoing, to the violence of the staff at Risley and of course to whatever went on at the police station on the day that Simon’s brother was interviewed regarding the matter of Huw Daniel’s house being burgled.
So Huw Daniel knew that I had probably heard about that interview at the police station when he was looking forward to sentencing me to prison for threatening to kill Alun Davies.
Lena and Jim Henry were also two of the Angels who knew patient F, who, after challenging social workers about the abuse of boys in Ty Newydd children’s home in Bangor, had in 1986 been framed for drugs offences and arson, unlawfully imprisoned in Risley, then unlawfully detained in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh for a year by Dafydd (see post ‘It’s Bachman Turner Overdrive – Not Arf’). Some years later when Lena and Jim were employed at the Hergest Unit, this man’s child was hijacked and handed over by Gwynedd Social Services to a family of predators containing two child abusers with the knowledge and collusion of the Hergest Unit (see post ‘It’s All About Protecting Children’).
Lena Henry had been a student Angel at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh in the mid-1980s. She supervised the ‘occupational therapy’ of someone I know who, at the age of 19, found herself in Denbigh. The occupational therapy in question was packing Dr Whites in boxes. It was so bad that when she told me about this that we ended up laughing so much that she suggested that if we carried on taking trips down memory lane we’d be in need of incontinence pads rather than Dr Whites. I’m sure that Lena would be happy to deliver the incontinence pads to our respective houses and we could get packing. For no pay of course. I’ve got a PhD and the packer of Dr Whites ended up with a Masters degree, but hey we’re Empowered Service Users rather than Trained Angels, what would we want with a salary?
Lena is keen on higher degrees for the Angels at Hergest. She told Angels who struggled with their Training to enrol for Masters degrees even when they didn’t want to because ‘it will make the Hergest Unit look better’. Fortunately for Lena, even Angels without A levels yet alone first degrees were accepted onto Masters courses as a result of a most helpful attitude on the part of Bangor University’s School of Healthcare Sciences. It was only the semi-literate perjuring Angels of north Wales who were viewed so positively by the School of Healthcare Sciences. A mole forwarded me an e mail written by a highly competent Angel from elsewhere, to which a very impressive CV was attached, politely asking if she could apply for a place on a Masters at the School of Healthcare Sciences at Bangor. She was told to piss off.
The biggest laugh is that Denbigh will have been paid by whoever manufactured Dr Whites for my friend and the other patients’ free labour in packing the Dr Whites. Who on earth chose that line of occupational therapy for patients? In other places patients undertook educational, stimulating tasks such as packing paper towels, but at Denbigh it was Dr Whites. Dafydd must have worked doubly hard to land that commission. He probably rang around all the different sanitary towel manufacturers asking if Denbigh could take on the contract.
Patients in dungeons, packing Dr Whites as occupational therapy, the babies of people who had dared report the abuse of children in care abducted… This happened in the 1980s and 90s, not in the 19th century. The people who oversaw it all recently occupied/are still occupying the highest positions in the NHS/Social Services and are Gov’t advisers.
One person who appeared on the BBC Kane Debates along with Dafydd was Paul Flynn, the Labour MP for Newport West. Paul Flynn made very much more sense on TV than Dafydd; Dafydd banged on about cannabis psychosis and Paul Flynn challenged him over such idiocy. Although I appreciated Paul Flynn refusing to join in the panic over Reefer Madness, it was many years before I discovered that Paul Flynn knew Dafydd of old; he knew that Dafydd was involved with serious organised crime as well as with the most shocking abuse of patients, yet Paul Flynn has never said a word about any of it.
In the Oct 1974 General Election, Paul Flynn stood as the Labour candidate for Denbigh. Ieuan Wyn Jones was the Plaid candidate, who also knew all about Dafydd, as did the Angel to whom Ieuan was married (see post ‘Tan yn Llyn’). Flynn didn’t get elected to Parliament until 1987, when he won Newport West from the Tory incumbent Mark Robinson, who won the seat in 1983. Mark Robinson was one of those who wrote to me refusing to take action after I complained about the north Wales mental health services in 1985, in Robinson’s capacity as a minion at the Welsh Office. So Paul Flynn nipped into Newport West as a result of the election upon which the Windbag was pinning all his hopes and had caused the Windbag to toady like mad to NHS workers. It was during the run up to the 1987 General Election that Tony Francis, Dafydd et al made all those elaborate plans to trap me, frame me and imprison me immediately after the election (see eg. posts ‘Workers’ Play Time’ and ‘Security, Security’).
In 1992, Mark Robinson resurfaced as the MP for Somerton and Frome, when those people in Somerset who knew what was happening to me in north Wales became so affluent! See posts ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’ and ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’. Robinson came from a west country family near Bristol – as did Dafydd’s partner-in-crime Dr D.G.E. Wood – and had worked at the UN before becoming an MP. After he was elected for Somerton and Frome, Robinson became PPS to paedophiles’ friends Baroness Linda Chalker and then Douglas Hurd (see previous posts). From 1987–1995 Robinson was a Director of Leopold Joseph, the Merchant Bank and from 1988–92 he was a Member of the Board of the Commonwealth Development Corporation.
As for Paul Flynn, he grew up in Cardiff, attended St Illtyd’s RC School and then went on to University College Cardiff. He worked as a chemist in the steel industry, where he remained until 1983. After a year as a broadcaster on Gwent Community Radio, in 1984 Flynn became a researcher for the MEP Llew Smith – who had to give up that seat in 1994 because the Windbag’s wife wanted it – and remained as such until his election to the Commons in 1987.
Flynn was a member of Newport Borough Council, 1972–1981 and of Gwent County Council, 1974–1982. Professor Kenneth Rawnsley, the Top Doctor at Cardiff University who protected Dafydd et al for decades, was married to Top Doctor Elinor Kapp, who worked as a child psychiatrist in Gwent. Elinor was involved in one of the charidees founded by the child molesting Labour MP for Cardiff West and Speaker of the House, George Thomas. See post ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’.
Flynn joined the front bench under the Windbag in 1988 as a spokesman for health and social security and then for social security in 1989. While he ignored the screams coming from north Wales and all those bodies of witnesses which were turning up.
Paul Flynn Chaired the Broadcasting Council of Wales so perhaps he had something to do with all Dafydd’s TV appearances.
Here are the waifs who sang the song ‘I’d Do Anything’ in the musical ‘Oliver!’
Other favourites from ‘Oliver!’ were ‘Boy For Sale’, ‘I Shall Scream’, ‘That’s Your Funeral’, ‘Coffin Music’, ‘Oliver’s Escape’ (yes, Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane let him out of prison on appeal), ‘Be Back Soon’, You’ve Got To Pick a Pocket Or Two’ and ‘Who Will Buy?’.
Fagin, the conniving career criminal who takes in homeless children, leads them into crime and then lets them take the rap for everything:
Dr Dafydd Alun Jones:
Dr. Grimwig, a friend of Mr. Brownlow. He assesses Oliver’s condition at the beginning of Act II, deeming him fit to go outside:
There were a great many waifs who tried to get into Parliament by standing as the candidates for various parties for the Denbigh constituency while singing ‘I’d Do Anything’. I have mentioned some of them in previous posts. Labour candidates included: Sir William Mars-Jones (the barrister/judge and friend of Ronnie Waterhouse) in 1945; the Godfather of the Pwllheli solicitors Robyn Lewis in 1955 (before Lewis defected to Plaid); Ann Clwyd in 1970; and Emlyn Sherrington (who ended up working as a lecturer in the School of History at Bangor University) in Feb 1974. In 1966 Edward Griffiths was the Labour candidate for Denbigh. Griffiths was the Director of the British Steel Association who was subsequently elected for Sheffield Brightside in 1968.
In Sept 1974 Griffiths was deselected by his constituency in favour of Joan Maynard, who was dubbed ‘Stalin’s Granny’ owing to her left-wing views. Maynard joined the Labour Party in 1946 and served as a councillor on North Yorkshire County Council. She was appointed a JP at Thirsk in 1950. Having acted as Labour agent in Thirsk, North Yorkshire, Maynard was elected in 1974 as MP for Sheffield Brightside and held the seat until she retired in 1987. She was elected to Labour’s NEC, 1972–82 and 1983–87 and was Vice-Chair of the Labour Party 1980–81. Throughout her political career Maynard advocated policies on the left of the Labour Party and Chaired the left-wing Campaign Group. She served on the Agriculture Select Committee, 1975–87.
Joan Maynard was succeeded in her seat by David Blunkett. Who, like Maynard, never said a word about the activities of Jimmy Savile and his associates in Yorkshire. Blunkett was Home Secretary throughout the whole of the time that Alun Davies et al conspired to frame me and have me imprisoned with the assistance of their mate Huw Daniel.
Blunkett: perjury, conspiracy to pervert the course of justice and then altering the PNC and forging a certificate of indictment stating that I pleaded guilty to ‘violent disorder’ immediately after Huw Daniel found that he wasn’t able to imprison me after all, although I have never been charged with violent disorder, is very, very serious stuff. Do you know anything about it?
The Lord Blunkett
Do leave a comment on the blog Blunkett, or perhaps your then boss Miranda would like to explain. His wife’s a judge, so she’ll know how bloody illegal it all was. Does she know a man called Huw Daniel by any chance?
Edward Griffiths defected to the Tories in 1979.
As for all these waifs who’d Do Anything to become the democratically elected Parliamentary representative for the patient batterers of Denbigh, it was all to no avail because again and again the bent barrister Geraint Morgan (see previous posts) held the seat for the Tories, over a period of decades.
Dear old Dafydd himself stood as the Plaid candidate for Denbigh in the General Elections of 1959 and 1964. I can only marvel that he didn’t win; despite providing 100% protection for the criminal wrongdoing of the whole town, Dafydd polled very poorly. It was early days for Plaid but had Dafydd not been such a scumbag who was silently loathed by those who did his bidding, he could have made political history by being Plaid’s first MP.
It should have been you Dafydd!
Dafydd wouldn’t have threatened to starve himself to death in order to obtain a Welsh language fourth TV channel, he’d have held a dirty protest.
Why anyone remained deluded about Huw Daniel’s integrity or even intelligence after March 1985 I do not know. That was the month in which the Rev Emyr Owen of Tywyn, Gwynedd was imprisoned for four years for defiling corpses; precisely cutting the penes off of three dead bodies, feeding one penis to the sea gulls and injecting another with hot water to make it go all erect like, Emyr being a man of perverted lusts. Huw Daniel was the prosecuting barrister who related this fairytale to the Court. Huw Daniel might believe that a severed penis will go erect if it is injected with hot water but anyone with a knowledge of Bachelor’s level anatomy and physiology would be able to tell him that it wouldn’t. The penis would need a blood supply attached to a living human being and even if an alternative to that were found – some sort of complex mechanical replacement – an injection of water into a severed penis would destroy the cells as a result of osmosis. So Emyr most definitely confessed to something that he did not do and could not have done. A psychiatrist’s report was involved in Emyr’s trial. Had this psychiatrist not passed his early exams in anatomy and physiology? I think we should be told, because a Top Doc who doesn’t understand basic physiology, biochem and anatomy is a dangerous thing.
Emyr was a man who was suspected of being gay. He came from Blaenau Ffestiniog so he would be familiar with those we know and love and furthermore he was the chaplain to the High Sheriff. So he knew how corrupt the whole lot of them were. No wonder he was imprisoned for Perverted Lusts and ‘Orrible Crimes, which came from the imagination of Huw Daniel.
See previous posts for more information regarding the farcical framing of the Rev Emyr Owen.
Was Emyr Owen the first Innocent Man Beyond Doubt whom Huw Daniel sent to prison? Or were there other victims, who, no matter to what they confessed, simply could not have committed the crimes because the crimes were a biological impossibility?
The 15th century European witch hunters guide the Malleus Maleficarum, written by Heinrich Kramer and Jacob Sprenger, maintained that witches kept penes in nests and fed them on oats.
OK Huw, are the affidavits ready? The ones which have been sworn by numerous Top Docs and Angels stating that they have found those nests of penes that I keep and that they’ve even seen me going off in the morning to feed the willies their oats? Feeding time is at 7 am, they have a snack for lunch, then I give the willies their main meal at 8 pm. Just so that you know!
When I was an undergrad, before I knew anything about Chester being the hub of a bunch of corrupt lawyers and judges and an associated gang of paedophiles, Brown and I used to like visiting that city. There was a bookshop with a friendly woman in there with whom we used to chat, a shop selling hippyish clothes called Lee Louise where I used to buy bits and pieces and also a shop selling Goth and alternative gear. The shop with the Goth stuff in was manned by two young women who certainly looked interesting but one day when we were in there burrowing around we heard them discussing one of their friends who had gone to study at a ‘Marxist College’ and the two young women were outraged by this. They were observing that their friend’s mind had been turned by reading ‘The Guardian’ and now he really was studying crap. Whereupon they got out their ‘Daily Mail’. It was so bad that Brown and I got the hell out of there and Brown observed that their ideology was rather more conservative than their appearance.
However during the conversation between the ‘Daily Mail’ reading Goths, it became clear to us that the Marxist College under discussion was Coleg Harlech. Harlech wasn’t what I would call a Marxist College, but it was unique in that it offered funded residential places to students who had come from backgrounds where they had not had opportunities to undertake Higher Education. Harlech was living Miranda’s dream of widening participation long before Miranda was doing his ‘Education, Education, Education’ bit.
Since I began this blog, I’ve been told that our trips to Chester were another place where Dafydd’s gang had clocked Brown and me. Whether the ‘Daily Mail’ reading Goths were yet more undercover officers helping Dafydd and the gang rather than their targets I don’t know, but I do know someone who was at Harlech at the same time as the gang was targeting me at Bangor. It was a girl whom I’d known from Bridgwater, but she was a few years older than me, Karen Knowledon. When we were all in Somerset Karen had known Stuart Beauchamp, the man who lived in our village whom I have now been told was linked to Dafydd’s gang. Karen shared a house with Stuart but she fell out with him, moved out and then a few years later went to Harlech. Karen had a sister, Beverley, who knew the same crowd. When she was at Harlech, Karen was taught by Ron Ipophen who later became a lecturer in the School of Healthcare Sciences aka the School of Nursing at Bangor University. I don’t know what Ron knew about Dafydd’s gang – Ron’s colleagues at the School of Nursing knew a great deal about Dafydd, indeed Ruhi Behi, the Head of the School of Nothing, had previously worked as an Angel at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh – but Ron will have known something. Ron Ipophen lived in Sin City, Chester.
There were two very good historians who worked at Harlech, but like Bangor and Aberystwyth, the wider institution was run by the paedophiles’ friends. See previous posts.
Well you can all fess up, not because I want people like Stuart and Karen to end up in prison, but because I want Huw fucking Daniel to be held to account. The world had had enough of people with not much money and not much power being banged up because they did something that they should not have many years ago, while bastards like Huw Daniel receive rounds of applause for Getting Tough. Perhaps someone would like to cram Huw Daniel, D.G.E. Wood, Peter Higson and Ruth Hussey all in the same cell with one chamber pot between them, while Martin Jones, Elfed Roberts, Lucille and Dafydd can all be detained in one of Dafydd’s own ‘care homes’. Edwina Hart and Mark Drakeford can be booked into Ysbyty Gwynedd for the treatment for their next painful, life-threatening condition. I’ll record their groans of agony when the Angels refuse them any pain relief and tell them that their attitude is all wrong. It will be guaranteed that no complaint that they make will be investigated, so there’ll be a happy ending.
In Dec 1999, two months before the Waterhouse Report was published, an article appeared in ‘The Guardian’, entitled ‘Touched By Evil’, which was written by Anne Garvey and presented the stories of some of the people who had been abused by Keith Laverack. Anne Garvey mentioned that her husband was a lawyer who was representing the survivors. I am in no way belittling what people went through at the hands of Keith Laverack and I am glad that Anne Garvey’s husband represented at least some of the survivors. However, Anne Garvey’s husband and no doubt Anne Garvey herself know that because of the endemic institutional corruption in medicine and the law, Keith Laverack is absolutely not the biggest problem. The people who are the biggest problem are The Guardian’s bread and butter and ‘The Guardian’ will not publish a word about them. ‘The Guardian’ has for decades provided acres of free PR for people who’s hands are awash with blood while delighting as another ‘career paedophile’ is jailed thanks to the New Attitude towards sexual abuse.
The abusers of north Wales really love ‘The Guardian’, I used to watch them reading it and discussing the insightful articles. Abusive mental health professionals are very keen on ‘The Guardian’ sweetheart Peter Beresford, the Only Professor Who’s An Out Service User, they lap him up. ‘The Guardian’ is a publication which is aimed at NHS workers, social workers and people working in education. ‘The Guardian’ has never got anywhere near to admitting how serious and widespread the abuse of vulnerable people is by the welfare services and how massive the collusion with it is. Everyone at all levels of the system colludes. Students notice it early in their courses. They report serious abuse/neglect and they are met with a tutor umming and aahing and telling the students that they are using ‘strong words’ if the students mention ‘abuse’ or ‘neglect’ and that they are only students without a full understanding of the complexities involved in caring for this client group…The usual outcome is that nothing is done and if the student expresses dissatisfaction at the lack of action, their card is quietly but surely marked…
After Huw Daniel served Dafydd and the Paedophiles In High Places so loyally from the bench, Huw was appointed Lord Lieutenant of Gwynedd! Lilibet’s representative! That’s why he got to dress up in this ludicrous outfit.
When the old bastard stepped down in 2014, Lilibet appointed Edmund Seymour Bailey as Lord Lieutenant. Edmund had been Huw’s Deputy Lieutenant. Edmund has previously served as President of NFU Cymru and was High Sheriff of Gwynedd, 2012-13. So Edmund knows Bob Parry, the dodgy Chairman of Anglesey County Council, who is also a big wig in the NFU as well as a mate of Ieaun Wyn Jones’s (see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’).
Now here’s a salutary tale for those who gave Huw Daniel a round of applause in Chester Crown Court after he jailed Keith Laverack and waxed lyrical about Laverack’s perverted lusts.
In July 1996, a Llandudno man, Howard Hughes, was jailed for the rape and murder of seven year old Sophie Hook, who had been camping in her cousin’s garden in Llandudno when she disappeared in July 1995. Her body was subsequently discovered washed up in the sea. There was no forensic evidence against Howard Hughes. He had come under suspicion simply because he had been seen on the footpath near to the garden in which Sophie had been camping. Howard Hughes would have been noticed because he has a medical condition which has caused him to grow very tall; he’s heading toward 7ft. He has learning disabilities and cannot read and write.
Hughes began having problems in his early teens. He was from a middle class family and his father found it very difficult to accept that Howard was not going to achieve academically and lead the sort of life that would be expected for someone from his socio-economic background. Howard became involved with petty crime and by the time that he was convicted of Sophie’s murder his record of crime was appalling. Had the gang in north Wales succeeded in every one of their attempts to fit me up, my criminal record would look similar to that of Hughes’s. But I’m not a man with SEN who is nearly 7ft tall.
Howard Hughes had been in Bryn Estyn and in Garth Angharad, the personal prison of the paedophile gang where there was a ‘case conference’ held about me, by a man whom I had never heard of, attended by people who had never met me, while I sat in a lecture theatre in a London medical school as a postgrad, utterly unaware that this ‘case conference’ was being held. The conclusion was that I was extremely dangerous and should be placed in a high security institution. I knew nothing about this case conference until two years ago when my lawyer forwarded on my full medical files that had been witheld for decades. See post ‘The Night Of The (Dr Chris) Hunter’ for details.
Everyone involved with Howard Hughes throughout his life had been Of Those who we know and love. The whole lot of them. They had ‘assessed’ him, ‘treated’ him, ‘diagnosed’ him, arrested him, heard his confessions and indeed written them, because Howard is illiterate.
When Sophie went missing Howard was arrested what with lurking on that footpath, but the police had to release him because they could find no evidence at all that he had anything to do with Sophie’s disappearance. Howard was re-arrested hours later when the police searched his house in his absence and most conveniently found child porn. The North Wales Police seemed to know that they were looking for a man like Howard as soon as Sophie disappeared. They were after a ‘brute’, indeed a ‘big brute’.
The pathologist who gave evidence at Howard’s trial was Dr Donald Wayte. Wayte is married to Avril Wayte, who is a Trustee of Dafydd’s charity CAIS and who is employed to run the chaotic path labs of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. Donald retired some time ago much to everyone’s relief. Donald’s career highlights included giving media interviews many years ago in which he stated that in most cases of cot death, the children had been murdered by their parents and taking a 15 year old boy who was the son of one of Donald’s friends into work with him for a few days because the teenager ‘wanted to know what goes on in a hospital’. There was no discussion re ethical issues, old Donald just took him into work with him. Corpses and all.
At Howard Hughes’s trial Wayte made a number of comments that were pure speculation but which he presented as fact. By then the only evidence against Hughes was the statement made by a child sex offender who was in prison with Hughes when Hughes was on remand, in which he stated that Hughes confessed to sexually assaulting and killing Sophie. The statement reads like the fantasy of a child sex offender. Howard Hughes was described as a ‘fiend’ by the judge at his trial.
Howard Hughes has always denied having any involvement with Sophie’s disappearance, assault or murder. After Howard Hughes was jailed, David Blunkett, the then Home Secretary, increased his tariff. Hughes is one of only three prisoners in the UK serving such a long sentence. See previous posts for the full details re Howard Hughes and Sophie’s murder.
There is much concern that Hughes is the subject of a serious miscarriage of justice.
Howard Hughes alleged that he was abused in Bryn Estyn and claimed compensation. His application was rejected, on the grounds that he was a convicted sex offender. One man who was very angry with Howard’s claim for compensation was Alan Guinn, the one time Mayor of Llandudno.
In March 2000, Alan Guinn was quoted in an article in ‘The Guardian’ as saying that those who ‘suffered’ at Bryn Estyn deserved compensation, but not Howard Hughes. Alan Guinn might like to take a long hard look at just about every person who said that they had been abused in Bryn Estyn. Virtually every single one of them has been denounced as a thieving, lying addict or worse who ‘doesn’t deserve’ compensation. They have the criminal records to prove it. Kids in care and psych patients in north Wales who complained about what happened to them somehow seemed to end up with criminal records which not only showed that they were ne’er do wells who couldn’t be believed, but also demonstrated that they didn’t deserve compensation either even when they had unquestionably been mistreated. There’s even a woman with a PhD who falls into that category, ooh she’s the worst of the lot, she’s really dangerous because she’s Just So Clever. You can tell she’s a bad lot, she was arrested constantly.
Alan Guinn will have known exactly how Dafydd et al conducted themselves in many situations, even if he didn’t witness events in Bryn Estyn.
A quick google search of Alan Guinn reveals him to be closely associated with many we know and love, indeed so many that I haven’t got time to detail them here, although I might return to this in a future post. It is worth my while mentioning one man who is in the Llandudno Rotary Club with Alan Guinn, Peter Tivy Jones. Tivy Jones is a retired obstetrician/gynaecologist who worked for decades at the St David’s Laundry in Bangor, where babies were illegally removed from women, where babies died or were born disabled as a result of cock-ups by Tivy Jones’s colleagues but the whole business was concealed and distraught bereaved parents were intimidated into silence by staff (see post ‘The BMA And It’s Ethics’). Tivy Jones was a man who refused to speak to private patients because ‘Mr Tivy Jones doesn’t like private patients’. So readers unacquainted with the Madness Of North Wales might be surprised to find that Mr Tivy Jones nonetheless accepted private patients along with their money. He just refused to speak to them, even when performing examinations. I know because I was friends with a lady in Beaumaris who had the Tivy Jones Private Patient Experience. If only she’d told me, I could have warned her not to waste her time or money with any of them.
Tivy Jones was also one of the Top Docs in north Wales who made it impossible for women throughout the region during the 1970s and 80s to access NHS abortions and forced them into the hands of the dangerous ‘private’ abortionist in Chester (see post ‘It’s Bachman Turner Overdrive – Not Arf’). Tivy Jones also probably knew about the gynaecologist in Ysbyty Gwynedd who sexually assaulted female patients; about the school girl who was unlawfully allowed into the hospital to observe gynaecological procedures; and about the psych patient who was passed around the junior gynaecologists of Ysbyty Gwynedd in the early 1990s, became pregnant twice and was coerced into terminations by the gynaecologists who had made her pregnant who arranged the abortions themselves. When she resisted their pressure to have terminations, the assistance of the mental health services was sought. See post ‘Another Case Of Not Knowing?’. After the young woman agreed to terminate her pregnancies, she was refused all NHS care in north Wales and told to move elsewhere if she wanted Help. Drs Tony and Sadie Francis knew about this case – they were among the Top Docs who refused to treat her – as did Dr Lyndon Miles, who was the young woman’s GP. The Dr Lyndon Miles who is a mate of Edwina Hart’s and who is now Chairman of St David’s Hospice in Llandudno; when Alun Davies finally waved good-bye to the smouldering wreck which was the Hergest after more than a decade of his mismanagement, he became Chief Executive of St David’s Hospice (see post ‘The CEOs of St David’s Hospice’) . Lyndon was previously Vice-Chair of Gwynedd Local Health Board and in the 1980s he worked with the people traffickers at the Student Health Centre at Bangor University.
Peter Tivy Jones is now gracing India with his Top Doc’s wisdom, but then a number of the Top Docs who have overseen the worst of the gore in north Wales are involved with medical missions to hot countries.
I remember Sophie Hook’s disappearance well. I was living in Rachub near Bethesda at the time and was being visited by the North Wales Police at least on a weekly basis – at the behest of Dafydd et al – who would either threaten to arrest me or arrest me. July 1995 was the month that Dafydd ‘retired’ and the month in which the world was told that the North Wales Hospital had closed, although it hadn’t… There were still patients out there and Gwynfryn Ward, the ‘mother and baby unit’ continued to operate…
My documents show that throughout 1995 and 1996, Dafydd et al conspired, lied, planted evidence and fabricated documents in their efforts to have me imprisoned or placed in a secure psychiatric institution…
It was the word of these people who were substantially responsible for sealing the fate of Howard Hughes.
I have no idea what Howard Hughes did or didn’t do. But I do know that one cannot believe a word of many of those who were involved with his case.
Yesterday a reader was kind enough to send me a document listing the Council Members of the BMA for 2014-15. There are a few interesting names on there, but in this post I just want to highlight two of them: Philip Banfield and Sheila Hollins.
Philip Banfield has featured on this blog before, but I’m briefly revisiting him. He is a Consultant Obs/Gyae for the Betsi Board and an Honorary Senior Lecturer, North Wales Clinical School / Cardiff University. Philip is the ‘Faculty Lead, Transforming Maternity Services’. So Philip is the man charged with turning around the maternity services in north Wales which were so bad that the Board ended up in special measures and is still in special measures.
Philip has worked in north Wales for many moons. So Philip, who was performing the dangerous abortions for money in Chester when your colleagues clubbed together and ensured that women in north Wales were unable to access NHS abortions? And what happened to all the babies born to those Denbigh patients?
Philip is Chair of the BMA’s Welsh Council. Or at least he was in 2014-15.
Professor the Baroness Sheila Hollins is a bundle of fun. The Baroness was a psychiatrist of learning disability at St George’s/Springfield Hospital when I worked there, 1989-91. When the whole of Springfield and much of St George’s facilitated Ollie Brooke’s paedophile gang as well as Dafydd’s in north Wales. Learning disabled with mental health problems as well? You’re not going to have a chance against the Top Docs are you. Such patients were getting pregnant, indeed I witnessed one of them give birth in the delivery suite at St George’s. The parents of the pregnant Springfield patients were always told that it was one of the other patients who was responsible for the pregnancy. Maybe it was in many cases, but when I met that young woman who had her baby in 1990, the staff kept commenting on the fact that the father of the baby was so disabled himself that they were surprised that he’d even managed to have sex competently to father a baby. How anyone knew that he was the father I don’t know, because he was so severely disabled that he couldn’t talk. The mother of the baby could talk, but she didn’t know how she’d got pregnant anyway. Oh well it was obviously him then wasn’t it…
Regarding the enormity of what is happening to vulnerable people and has been happening for a long time. On one of the occasions in 2002 when the Hergest Unit had me arrested, a very nice young policewoman came into my cell and was kind enough to say ‘look, most of the police down here think that you are a really nice person. We know what you’re trying to expose, but you will never, ever win. There are too many of them and they’re never going to leave you alone. You need to get out of north Wales for ever because they are determined to get you in prison.’ On that occasion I was released without charge. I saw the policewoman again in 2003. She turned up to Mold Crown Court for my trial and was one of those who had perjured herself in relation to the allegations that I had threatened to kill Alun Davies. As the charges were withdrawn, she followed the rest of the perjurers out of the door without saying a word to anyone…
My post ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’ supplies a few details regarding the mental health system of the wider UK in the 1980s, when the British Gov’t was actively colluding with Dafydd and his gang’s activities in north Wales, which had by then got completely out of hand and were dominating the whole region. Since I wrote that post I have found out far, far more regarding the reasons why Dafydd et al were allowed to involve themselves in serious organised crime unhindered. It was of course because they were supplying the Westminster Paedophile Ring and were part of an international trafficking network.
They were so many people who protected Dafydd, let alone the wider gang across the UK, that I still have more people to name and events to correlate, but it is very obvious that by the mid-1980s, when Mary Wynch, Alison Taylor and I would not shut up about crimes against vulnerable people in north Wales, Dafydd’s mates in high places really pulled out all the stops to save the bacon of the gang.
Jimmy Savile was appointed to the Broadmoor task force in a non-executive role from Jan 1987. Professor Oliver Brooke of St George’s Hospital Medical School, a big name in the pan-European ring of which Dafydd et al were a part, pleaded guilty to child porn offences on 18 Dec 1986 at Kingston Crown Court. Savile had of course been involved with ‘volunteering’ at Broadmoor since 1968, but it was after Ollie was arrested and convicted that the Dept of Health under Secretary of State Norman Fowler and then Ken Clarke gave the man who was known to be a serial sex offender a leading role in the management of Broadmoor, Baroness Jean Trumpington being the genius of a junior Health Minister who actually did the deed (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’). Jimmy Savile is known to have procured children for the sexual use of ‘VIPs’. Broadmoor housed a great many ‘dangerous patients’ who had dared complain about being molested in various care settings. The institution was completely lawless and run by the POA, who were not only battering and molesting the patients but were also working massive swindles and embezzling huge quantities of money from the hospital coffers. Thatch’s Gov’t could not reign the POA in, obviously because those members who staffed Broadmoor – and of course Ashworth and Rampton – knew damn well that scores of their ‘dangerous’ patients had been banged up simply because they were witnesses to serious crime, including that committed by people at the highest levels of society.
It was on 11 May 1987 that Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane released Oliver Brooke from prison on appeal and compared Ollie’s extensive collection of child porn, some of which he had acquired from Amsterdam and Copenhagen, to a collection of cigarette cards. Geoffrey Lane referred to the numerous testimonials to Ollie’s good character that he had received, although I have not been able to discover who provided those testimonials or indeed who Ollie’s defence team were.
In early 1987, the DHSS mandarin responsible for mental health, Brian McGinnis, left his post. McGinnis was later barred from working with children after concerns about his conduct toward them (see post ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’). McGinnis was replaced by Cliff Graham, a close friend of Jimmy Savile, who then ensured that Savile was given a leading role in the Broadmoor management team. Cliff Graham was even more successful at ensuring that the UK’s mental health system doubled up as a people trafficking organisation than McGinnis had been (see post ‘The Old Devils’). It was Cliff Graham who as part of his ‘reforms’ recommended the establishment of the SHSA (Special Hospital Services Authority). Everything that Graham did served to make Dafydd et al even more untouchable.
It was from 1987 onward that people in Somerset who knew what was happening to me in north Wales found themselves befriended by the rich n famous with links to leading Tories (see posts ‘These Who Are Ready To Serve’ and ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’) and subsequently in receipt of a great deal of dosh.
After years of chaos and Savile-inspired crime at Broadmoor, in 1994 Cliff Graham was succeeded by Clive Wilson, who remarked on the lack of paperwork relating to previous events at the DHSS/DoH. In rather the same way that in 1995 when Nicola Davies QC was employed to conduct a review of the paperwork of the North Wales Police relating to the abuse of children in care in north Wales, Nicola – now Dame Nicola (see post ‘This Is What Happened To Nicola, Niclas, Merfyn, Joan and Kathryn’) – discovered that all the paperwork from the last ten years was missing.
The DHSS was a major and crucial Gov’t Dept. How exactly did it find itself devoid of paperwork while a gang of paedophiles were given free range within it? Perhaps some could ask former Secretaries of State Norman Fowler, Ken Clarke, William Waldegrave and Virginia Bottomley.
Let’s look at a few more of those who were given responsibility for Broadmoor while a gang of sex offenders were allowed to use it as a prison for their victims as well as witnesses to their crimes.
Sheila Drew Smith was the Chair of the Broadmoor Special Health Authority. Sheila was a member of the Committee on Standards in Public Life (the Nolan Committee), 2012-18. In 2015, Sheila Drew Smith was commissioned by Home Secretary Theresa May to conduct an independent review of governance proposals made by the Independent Police Complaints Commission (IPCC) in response to the Triennial Review of the IPCC.
Sheila also served and might still serve as the Chair of the National Approved Letting Scheme from 2013 and as a Committee Member of Safe Agents. Her previous roles have included: Board Member of the Housing Corporation, 2002-08; Board Member of the Audit Commission, 2004-10; Board Member of Infrastructure Planning Commission, 2010-12 and Office of the Regulator of Social Housing (Tenant Services Authority), 2008-12; Member of the Selection Panel, Network Rail, 2010-present; Member of the Appointments Panel, Bar Standards Board, 2010-present.
Sheila has also been a Director of Circles Services Ltd, Circle Anglia Foundation Ltd and the Centre for Economic Policy Research.
Sheila’s early career was as an accountant with PwC, 1984-95. She was a Board member and then the Chair of Tower Hamlets Housing Action Trust, 1999-04 and has been a Board member of the London Thames Gateway Development Corporation since 2009. So Sheila knows a great deal about the development of Canary Wharf which involved a number of those Tower Hamlets Councillors who had concealed the trafficking of youngsters between the East End and Dafydd’s gang in north Wales, as well as about the efforts of Sir Sam Everington, a Top Doctor and leading light in the BMA and Lord Andrew Mawson in concealing the same heap of crap. See posts ‘Apocalypse Now’ and ‘The Bodies Beneath Canary Wharf’.
The junior Minister in the DoH with responsibilitiesfor Broadmoor, 1988-90 – when Savile had free reign and Dafydd and his mates banged their victims up in there – was the Tory Roger Norman Freeman, Baron Freeman, MP for Kettering, 1983-97.
Freeman was born on the Wirral and educated at Whitgift School, Croydon and Balliol College. When he was at Oxford, Freeman was the President of the Oxford University Conservative Association, 1964. Before entering Parliament, Freeman was an accountant for an investment bank.
Freeman was a junior Minister for the Armed Forces (1986–88) and then moved to the DoH to collude with Dafydd and the paedophiles. Between 1990 and 1995, he was Minister of State for Public Transport and in that post he was responsible for steering through the Commons the Railways Bill, providing for the privatisation of British Rail and enacted as the Railways Act 1993.
In Lilibet’s 1993 Birthday Honours – by which time the North Wales Police had ‘failed to find any evidence’ of the paedophile ring which Roger Freeman was concealing, a leading light of which was Sir Peter Morrison, the brother of Dame Mary Morrison, Woman of the Bedchamber to Lilibet – Freeman became a Privy Councillor.
On 26 June 1995, Freeman was brought into the Cabinet by John Major as Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster and in this role, Freeman made a Ministerial visit to Lancaster Royal Grammar School, who’s most famous old boy is probably Cecil Parkinson, who also concealed Dafydd’s gang (see previous posts).
Freeman also inaugurated the process of privatisation of HMSO, though as a former Minister for MoD Procurement, one of HMSO’s major customers, he could be adjudged to have had a conflict of interest. He misjudged the effect of privatisation on HMSO, which, rather than preserve the business as a whole and protecting jobs, hastened the already-established process of splitting the business into its various parts, resulting in the destruction of some and the sale of others to foreign owners. The loss of jobs was massive and the old office building in Norwich is derelict. The National Audit Office later denounced the whole process as a debacle.
Freeman was narrowly defeated in the 1997 General Election and was rewarded with a peerage, just as Sir Ronald Waterhouse was calling the former kids in care who gave evidence at the Waterhouse Inquiry a pack of liars.
Lord Freeman was the chairman of the charity SkillForce, 2004-16. He is now Patron of SkillForce and the Independent Transport Commission. His wife, Jennifer Freeman, is a former Secretary of the Victorian Society and is a specialist developer of architecturally historic buildings.
The Lord Freeman
Savile’s mate Alan Franey, who was appointed General Manager of Broadmoor after Trumpers gave the green light for Savile and his friends to colonise the management of the institution, took early retirement in July 1997, after the depths to which Broadmoor had sunk were so low that it could not be concealed any longer. Jo Sheehan was appointed as an interim manager. Jo had previously been the HR Director at Broadmoor, so she was well-acquainted with the thugs of the POA who violently assaulted the victims of the paedophile gang that were incarcerated in there and also kept schtum about Jimmy Savile sexually assaulting them, although it has now been admitted that two female patients are thought to have killed themselves as a result of Savile. Complain about Dafydd and his mates assaulting you? You’ll be banged up in Broadmoor where Savile will then enjoy himself. St Helena Kennedy and the Friends Of The Oppressed Wimmin will not say a word and should you complain everyone will be reminded that you are a Dangerous Mental Patient (see post ‘Close Your Eyes And Make A WISH’).
After Jo, a new CEO was appointed to Broadmoor – Dr Julie Hollyman. Hollyman had previously worked as a Top Doctor at Springfield Hospital, the mental health unit attached to St George’s, when the Top Docs at St George’s and Springfield and their social work colleagues in Wandsworth Social Services were colluding with Dafydd et al in north Wales as well as with the paedophile gang on their own doorstep (see posts ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’ and ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’).
When I worked at St George’s I had a run-in with Julie Hollyman. I had rung her secretary up with the results of a pregnancy test for a Springfield patient and the secretary had been incredibly rude to me. I challenged the secretary regarding her dreadful manner and then Hollyman rang me, told me that her secretary was never been rude to anyone and then launched an attack on me. So I told Hollyman that her secretary had indeed been very rude and I wasn’t going to bandy words with Hollyman who had not heard the exchange. I suspected that Hollyman was going to make a complaint about me, so I told my senior colleagues what had happened. It transpired that they knew Hollyman, I was told that she was a bloody nightmare and Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain quipped that Hollyman should be a patient not a Top Doc. Which was all deeply ironic because the whole lot of them were colluding with Hollyman and her colleagues with regard to concealing organised abuse, although they clearly loathed her.
While Julie Hollyman worked at Springfield, patients and staff were murdered and a number of female patients were sexually assaulted, raped and became pregnant. At Broadmoor, there had been a scandal revolving around a female member of staff having a lesbian relationship with a patient – who had been transferred to Broadmoor from Springfield. The patient was transferred back to Springfield and the relationship with the member of staff from Broadmoor continued.
So Julie Hollyman as well as her Springfield colleagues had a very cosy relationship with Broadmoor before Hollyman was ever appointed CEO. When Hollyman was in post at Broadmoor, public statements were made regarding Hollyman ‘turning around’ Broadmoor and greatly improving things there. It later became clear that these statements were lies. But then when Hollyman was at Springfield, Springfield was being touted as a centre of excellence. For more information on the awful Hollyman and the many senior roles which she has held in the NHS, see post ‘A Pretty Classy Piece Of Operation’.
Thomas Strachan Heppell was another mandarin in the DoH with responsibility for Broadmoor when it was run by a pan-European paedophile gang. Strachan Heppell served in the UK Civil Service, 1958-95 and worked on health and social services policy, as Deputy Secretary in the DHSS, 1986-95. Heppell was subsequently a Visiting Fellow at the LSE; Chair of the Family Fund Trust for Families With Severely Disabled Children, 1997-03; Board member of the Broadcasting Complaints Commission; Chair of the European Institute for Health, 2007. Strachan Heppell also served as a Director of Tor Bryan Residence in Essex.
The concerns regarding patients in special hospitals being subjected to extreme violence by the staff – and occasionally being killed by them – really took off after allegations were made of serious abuse of patients at Rampton in a 1980 Yorkshire Television documentary. People were shocked at what was revealed but there was no awareness at that time that many of those patients were not even ‘dangerous criminals’, yet alone victims of vicious sex abuse gangs which were being facilitated by the biggest names in British forensic psychiatry, including Prof Robert Bluglass of Birmingham University, Dr Paul Bowden of the Maudsley and Prof Nigel Eastman of St George’s/Springfield, all of whom were mates with Dafydd and who feature on my documents.
Dr Paul Bowden and his moustache:
It was Sir John Boynton who was asked in 1980 to Chair the Inquiry into the abuse of patients at Rampton.
John Boynton was born in Carlisle and attended Glasgow Academy and Dulwich College, before taking a degree in law at London University and qualifying as a solicitor in 1939, undertaking his articles with the town clerk of Lambeth. In 1940 he joined the 15th Scottish Reconnaissance Regiment and served in France, Germany, the Netherlands and Belgium.
Boynton served as a military magistrate in Germany after the end of the WWII, before returning to England where he worked as a solicitor for Derbyshire County Council. There was a long-standing paedophile ring in Derbyshire with links to Dafydd et al in north Wales. Boynton then served as Deputy Clerk of the Peace in Berkshire. In 1964 he moved to Cheshire, where he became Clerk of the Council and, after local government reorganisation in 1974, the first Chief Executive of the newly constituted Cheshire County Council, a post he held until 1979.
Dafydd’s gang in north Wales extended as far as Cheshire. Cheshire Social Services colluded with the gang in north Wales/Cheshire. Lucille Hughes back in the mists of time had worked as a social worker in Cheshire, as did Margaret Hanson who is currently Vice-Chair of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. Margaret is married to David Hanson, the Labour MP for Delyn, who was appointed as Blair’s PPS in 2001, in the aftermath of the Waterhouse Report (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part II’).
Both Margaret and David Hanson were Councillors in Cheshire when kids in care of Cheshire County Council were abused. The Chair of the Betsi Board is Dr Peter Higson, who was a clinical psychologist at and then manager of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh when Dafydd was unlawfully imprisoning victims of the paedophile gang in the dungeon there.
Boyton was instrumental in establishing the Society of Local Authority Chief Executives (SOLACE), and became its founding President in 1974. He was also elected President of the Royal Town Planning Institute in 1976 and was a member of the Economic Planning Council for North West England.
Upon Boyton’s retirement from local government, he was appointed by the British FCO to oversee new national elections in Rhodesia following the Lancaster Health Agreement, involving the rival guerrilla organisations led by Robert Mugabe and Joshua Nkomo. Despite evidence of intimidation of voters and candidates, Boynton concluded that the elections – which resulted in Mugabe’s ZANU-PF party securing a majority of seats – had been ‘a reflection of the wishes of the people’.
Boynton’s Inquiry found problems relating to Rampton’s isolation, lack of leadership and focus on containment rather than therapy. He definitely did not find that a good proportion of the patients were distressed people who had been witnesses to a trafficking gang and who had been fitted up by Top Doctors when they complained about this.
However, Boyton’s Report was highly critical of an internal complaints procedure under which not one of 178 complaints regarding Rampton over a four year period had been upheld. Boyton’s recommendations led to the formation, in 1983, of the Mental Health Act Commission, to oversee conditions under which mental patients were detained.
Throughout its entire existence, the MHAC was led by a series of people who all colluded with Dafydd and the gang, as detailed in previous posts. In 1987, the MHAC were fully on board with the efforts of Dafydd et al to frame and imprison me for ‘attempting to stab a doctor’. The plan unravelled when a nursing officer didn’t tell as many lies as required and when a police sergeant at Bangor Police Station refused to take phone calls from Angels who rang up claiming that I had threatened them as well and then stopped Dr D.G.E. Wood from coming into my cell. Dafydd and the MHAC didn’t realise that things had gone pear shaped and among my documents are letters from a David Ewart of the MHAC to the mental health services in north Wales confirming that I was now in Risley Remand Centre. See post ‘Security, Security’.
In 1994 I and another Hergest Unit patient made representation to the MHAC that Dafydd was behaving improperly with female patients and that complaints about him were not being investigated by the NHS. The MHAC admitted that there had been allegations of this nature against Dafydd stretching back to the 1960s. I heard no more from the MHAC and documents now in my possession show that after I raised concerns with the MHAC, the Chairman and CEO of the Gwynedd Community Health Trust failed to respond to communications from me or indeed the MHAC, but instead consulted lawyers to ask if there was ‘anymore that could be done’ to prosecute me (see post ‘The Banality Of Evil’).
Sir John Boynton was appointed Deputy Lieutenant of Cheshire in 1975 and was knighted in 1979. By that time, Sir Peter Morrison was the Tory MP for Chester and was abusing kids in care in north Wales, Cheshire and elsewhere.
Boyton married first, in 1947, to Gabrielle Stanglmaier, whom he met during his time in Germany. He married secondly, in 1979, to Edith Laane, who came from The Hague.
Boynton’s obituary in ‘Focus’, the newsletter of SOLACE, told us that Boynton ‘raised the profile’ of SOLACE as a body ‘which was respected by senior civil servants’ ‘to consult on government proposals for legislation and administrative changes’. When questioned by the press on the need to hold the SOLACE Annual Dinner at the Savoy, Boynton replied that ‘Claridges was fully booked’. At least Boynton and his mates could catch up with Ronnie Waterhouse at The Savoy, Waterhouse virtually lived at the Garrick and the Savoy.
Baroness Lucy Faithfull was someone who knew a great deal about the young lives of some of those who ended up in the clutches of the secure hospitals. Faithfull was born in South Africa, the daughter of an Angel and an army officer. When her father was killed in WWI in 1916, her mother returned to England. Lucy was educated at Bournemouth and studied then at the Sorbonne, which she financed by work in a nursery in Paris. At some point Faithfull also gained a degree in social sciences from Birmingham University. After her education, Faithfull worked at Birmingham Settlement for three years until 1935 as a social worker, running clubs and acting as a caseworker. She subsequently worked in the Education Dept of the London County Council as a care committee organiser. Child abuse was concealed by the London County Council. During WWII and until 1948, Faithfull served as a regional welfare officer for the evacuee programme. In the following decade Lucy Faithfull became employed as an Inspector in the Children’s Dept of the Home Office, which at the time colluded with the abuse of children.
Faithfull joined Oxford City Council in 1958 as one of the first children’s officers and she was appointed its Director of Social Services in 1970, retiring in 1974. There was a substantial problem with child abuse in the Oxford area, which was concealed by the Oxford City Council’s Social Services, including by Oxford social worker Barbara Kahan and Barbara’s husband, child psychiatrist Dr Vladimir Kahan. Barbara Kahan became a social work adviser on children in care to Sir Keith Joseph in Ted Heath’s Gov’t and remained on hand to advise Gov’t and organisations concerned with the welfare of children throughout the 1980s. See post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’.
Lucy Faithfull knew Barbara Kahan as well as Lord Longford, Longford being someone who spent decades colluding with the serious abuse of children, prisoners and psych patients (see post ‘Comedies Of Menace’).
It was Thatch who offered Lucy Faithfull a seat in the Lords – Faithfull was a Tory, although when she was offered her peerage, people claimed not to know that. Faithfull refused but soon gave in and accepted a peerage when Thatch asked her again. Faithfull was the first social worker to sit in the Lords, so she had obviously been very useful to someone. In the Lords, Faithfull was instrumental in the passing of the Children Act 1989, which seems to have done as little for vulnerable children as every other bit of legislation alleged to ‘protect’ them has. Faithfull helped to establish and from 1995 Chaired the All Party Parliamentary Group for Children, which has acted as a magnet for the paedophiles’ friends in Parliament.
Lucy Faithfull was a ‘vociferous opponent’ of Home Secretary Michael Howard’s Criminal Justice and Public Order Bill of 1994 which proposed the establishment of secure ‘training centres’ in the grounds of adult prisons for children aged between 12 and 14, arguing that locking up children is ineffective and that the huge cost of these could be better spent intervening with families at an earlier stage. Faithfull remained silent about Michael Howard’s ruination of Mary Wynch which had occurred the year previously but became known to Parliament in 1994 (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’). Faithfull did of course keep schtum throughout all those investigations and inquiries during the 1980s and 90s into the abuse of children in care as well.
Faithfull was Trustee of a number of voluntary organisations, notably the Caldecott Community and Bessels Leigh Schools. She was involved with the NSPCC, was the Vice-President of the National Association of Voluntary Hostels from 1978 and of Barnardo’s from 1989. Barnardo’s was yet another organisation which colluded with the abuse and trafficking of children in its care. Rhodri Morgan’s widow Julie is the former Assistant Director of Barnardo’s. Julie and Rhodri kept quiet about organised child abuse throughout their careers and were pals with Jim Callaghan, who along with his wife Audrey also concealed child abuse, Audrey having done so when she served on the London County Council (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’).
Faithfull was one of the founders and President of the NCB (National Children’s Bureau), with which Barbara Kahan and the paedophile social work academic Peter Righton were also involved.
In 1993 Faithfull founded the Lucy Faithfull Foundation, which works ‘as a child protection agency helping sexually abused children and their families’. The Lucy Faithfull Foundation has received much good PR as being ‘the only organisation which works with paedophiles who want to change their behaviour’. Interestingly enough, the Lucy Faithfull Foundation does no such thing. Two of my friends were supporting a man who had served a prison sentence for the possession of child porn who was genuinely keen to change his behaviour, after receiving no ‘therapy’ in prison, although that prison told the world that it did provide therapy for sex offenders. My friends contacted the Lucy Faithfull Foundation, only to be told that they did not offer any sort of counselling or therapy for offenders and could not recommend anyone who did. However the Foundation did subsequently recommend that my friends should purchase two self-help manuals on porn addiction – which wasn’t actually the problem of the man whom they were supporting. By this time he was back in prison for breaching his parole conditions. So my friends asked me if I would take the books into him because he did want to read them and the Governor of the prison had given permission for him to read the books in the prison library. I took the books in, only to be told by the prison officers in reception that I was not allowed to give him the books, even if the Governor had given permission and anyway they knew nuzzing. So I visited the man without the books. As far as I know Stafford Prison still has the books. Stafford Prison advertises itself as a prison for sex offenders which helps them address their offending behaviour etc, but then the Lucy Faithful Foundation tells the world that it offers help to sex offenders.
Lucy Faithfull of Tall Stories died unmarried in London in 1996, so didn’t live long enough to participate in the cover-up which was the Waterhouse Inquiry.
Baroness Lucy Faithfull knew Baroness Beatrice Serota. Beatrice Serota was brought up in the East End of London, the daughter of Jewish refugees from central Europe. She was educated at John Howard School and at the LSE. Serota joined the Civil Service in 1941 and worked in the crucial Ministry of Fuel and Power throughout WWII until 1946.
Serota became a member of the Hampstead Borough Council immediately after WWII and subsequently served successively on the London County Council as the member for Brixton and the GLC as the member for Lambeth. Investigations into the paedophile ring in Lambeth which during the 1970s, 80s and 90s was linked to Dafydd’s gang revealed that organised abuse in Lambeth reached back as far as the 1940s.
Serota chaired the LCC children’s committee for seven years and was a member of the Central Training Council for Child Care for at least nine years. The LCC concealed child abuse. Serota became a Chief Whip when she was on the GLC. Serota was Vice-Chair of ILEA, 1964-67. Members of ILEA colluded with organised child abuse for years, even before it became notorious as a bastion of the ‘loony left’ in the 1970s.
It was Serota’s ‘distinguished career in local government and the work that she did for children’ which in 1967 brought her a seat in the Lords as a ‘recognised authority on the subject’. Just like Lucy Faithfull!
Harold Wilson appointed Baroness Serota as a Gov’t Whip almost immediately that she was through the door of the Lords and then proposed her for the post of Deputy to Richard Crossman, having refused to promote Fattersley, whom Wilson suspected of disloyalty. Thus Serota was Crossman’s Minister of State, first at the Department of Health in 1968 and then in the combined DHSS the following year. Serota knew what Dafydd and Gwynne the lobotomist were getting up to in north Wales in those days and she’ll have known that huge swathes of the rest of the mental health system, including the ‘flagship’ that was the Maudsley, were facilitating the abuse of vulnerable people (see posts ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’ and ‘The Mentor’).
Serota’s obituary in ‘The Guardian’ commented that her time as Deputy to Dick Crossman ‘proved to be her only period of office as a government minister and yet she spent a lifetime in politics’ and that ‘Until the end of her life she was devoted to the London suburb of Hampstead, where she lived as an adult and cut her political teeth as a young married woman’. Hampstead housed numerous Top Doctors and members of the political class who were, like Serota, keeping a lid on the organised abuse of children and vulnerable people. ‘The Guardian’ tells us that Serota ‘was widely respected and liked in the Lords as a capable and competent person. She was conscientious, she got on with things and yet, as Dick Crossman identified early on in her political career, she was not going to challenge others because of personal ambition. She perhaps lacked decisiveness, that was what he thought. But this did not prevent her from having a very busy life, involving many decisions about the lives of others.’
What a bloody nightmare – an interfering old bag of a useful idiot who wielded power over The Poor while she lived among the best in Hampsty and looked after their interests.
Hansard, March 1969, records an account of the Lords discussion regarding the Report of the Committee of Inquiry into the Ely Hospital, Cardiff. The Committee of Inquiry was set up in 1967 by the Welsh Hospital Board at the request of Sir Kenneth Robinson, the then Minister of Health and one of the bestest friends that Dafydd and the paedophiles have ever had (see previous posts), to investigate allegations of severe ill-treatment of patients. The Committee was Chaired by one Geoffrey Howe QC. The Ely Hospital Scandal resulted from a whistleblowing nursing assistant who was discredited and smeared in every way possible, although his allegations that patients were being appallingly abused were found to be true. In its defence, Ely Hospital maintained that matters on their patch weren’t as bad as at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. There was no investigation into Denbigh despite this line of defence being used by Ely.
Serota made a statement to the Lords about the Committee of Inquiry into Ely in her capacity as the Minister of State for the DHSS. Even old Howe, who before being elected to the Commons had worked as a barrister on the corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit and had been a close friend of Ronald Waterhouse since they were both at university, had to admit that things at Ely were very, very bad, what with staff grossly abusing their positions, stealing from the hospital and ill-treating patients.
By the time that Howe Chaired that Inquiry, he had been the Tory MP for Bebington on the Wirral, 1964-66, so will have known that the empire of Dafydd et al reached as far as there. Howe was to spend many more years in the Commons and then in the Lords colluding with Dafydd et al and I do wonder if Howe may have had a role in the destruction of F, the north Wales mental health patient who had witnessed very serious crime on the part of professional people, both where he grew up in Surrey – Howe was an MP for a Surrey constituency from 1970-92 – and later when F moved to Bethesda (see previous posts).
Serota fessed up that Howe’s Report on Ely made it clear that ‘Responsibility for serious deficiencies in standards of medical and nursing services and of administration is attributed to the senior staff of the hospital, to the Hospital Management Committee and to the Welsh Hospital Board. The Committee also criticises the present procedures for dealing with complaints in the hospital service as a whole.‘
‘We didn’t know’.
The poor old Lords was deeply shocked by Howe’s Report and there was a great deal of ‘never againing’, while stressing that it was only CERTAIN WARDS of Ely Hospital which had been roundly condemned and many comments about the need to think long and hard about this Report before anyone made any rash comments or decisions. Many of the Lords reassured themselves that Ely was an isolated case. Within just a few years it became clear that virtually every long-stay hospital had problems as bad as Ely, if not worse.
Lord Brooke of Cumnor told the Lords that ‘most of us would agree with what the noble Baroness said about not generalising from this lamentable case, but, instead, extending our support and appreciation to the devoted staff who work in many other long-stay hospitals—sometimes, I am sorry to say, under almost soul-destroying conditions. As to what is wrong, the responsibility of Ministers is involved, as well as of Regional Hospital Boards and hospital management committees. Do the Government recognise that the whole of the hospital service is critically short of money and that, while hospitals for the mentally subnormal are in the greatest need of all if they are to satisfy modern requirements, their needs cannot be rightly made good by simply twisting more tightly still the financial screw on other hospitals?’
Thank God that the staff of Ely weren’t a bunch of violent psychopaths, they were simply working in soul-destroying conditions with not enough dosh. As indeed the Angels have been on every occasion on which they have been caught red-handed battering the living daylights out of the vulnerable or helping themselves to NHS funds.
Lord Brooke of Cumnore was Henry Brooke, who survived Harold Macmillan’s Night of the Long Knives to become Home Secretary, 1962-64. Brooke is considered by some to have been one of the worst Home Secretary’s of the 20th century. Before entering Parliament, Henry Brooke worked in the Conservative Research Dept under the Chairmanship of Neville Chamberlain. Brooke was the Tory MP for Lewisham West, 1938-45, then served on the London County Council, 1946-51, for much of that time as Leader of the Conservatives on the LCC. Brooke also served on Hampstead Borough Council until 1955. Brooke returned to Parliament in 1950, serving in various roles including as Minister for Welsh Affairs in Macmillan’s Gov’t.
It was Brooke who, as Minister for Welsh Affairs, caused fury throughout north Wales through his crucial support of Liverpool Council’s bid to secure Westminster’s approval of an Act of Parliament to flood Cwm Tryweryn in Meirionydd to build a reservoir to provide water for Liverpool – drowning the village of Capel Celyn in the process – and thus by-passing Welsh local authority opposition to the scheme. However, largely in response to the protests over Tryweryn, Brooke subsequently attracted investment to Wales, including such projects as the Severn Bridge, the steelworks at Llanwern and the Heads of the Valleys Road. I note that the beneficiaries of Brooke’s investment which resulted from the fury over Tryweryn though were those in south Wales. North Wales lost a Welsh-speaking village and a valley and everyone was told to stop bellyaching because the scousers needed water.
Dafydd built up much of his power-base among Plaid supporters as a result of Tryweryn. Dafydd was still a medical student at Liverpool University when the anti-Tryweryn activism was happening and Dafydd travelled to Ireland in order to learn techniques at the knee of Irish republican activists (see post ‘A Network Stretching Back Decades…’) So after convincing Welsh activists that he was Of Them and would even resort to violent activity to defend Language and Nation, Dafydd busied himself cultivating the company of the corrupt professional classes of Liverpool who’s co-operation he would soon put to good use in building up a trafficking ring to supply celebs and politicians of all colours with young people for sex, as Henry Brooke, Baroness Serota et al knew by the time that they were spouting off in the Lords about the caring Angels of Ely Hospital.
Henry Brooke was given a peerage in 1966. He married Barbara Brooke, who was the daughter of a Welsh Minister and was given a peerage in her own right after her loyal service concealing the crimes of Dafydd and other Top Docs. Barbara Brooke was a member of Hampstead Council, a seat she held between 1948 until 1965; she also was a Joint Vice-Chairman of the Conservative Party, 1954-64. Barbara was active in a number of health organisations in her lifetime, including being a member of the North West Metropolitan Regional Hospital Board from 1954–66; Chair of The Queen’s Institute of District Nursing from 1961–71; and the North London Hospital Management Committee from 1963-66.
Baroness Brooke was really impressed with the Seebohm Report (see post ‘The Great Stink’) and I think that she might have been a member of the Seebohm Committee. Seebohm’s recommendations that new personal Social Services Depts should be established within local gov’t and take over children’s services, as well as the care of the mentally ill and handicapped, were despised by Dick Crossman but nonetheless accepted and were put into action from 1971 onward, by which time Ted Heath was PM. Barbara stated that ‘What the Seebohm Committee wants is a family service geared to meeting as many as possible of the needs of the family’. It was the Seebohm Report which led to the dysfunctional Social Services Depts which were run and colonised by paedophiles who then used the role of those Depts as a ‘family service’ to destroy the families of their victims if they complained about what was happening to their kids.
Here’s Babs, ready to dispense advice to the lower orders:
Barbara was both a Dame and a Baroness.
Henry and Babs Brooke had four children:
Peter Brooke was the Tory MP for the Cities of London and Westminster, 1977-2001. Peter Brooke was, among other things, the Chairman of the Tory Party, 1987-89 and Secretary of State for N Ireland, 1989-92. Guess who concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al when Dafydd was in middle age, as well as the Kincora Boys’ Home elite paedophile ring? Brooke was rewarded with a peerage in 2001, when the outrage over the cover-up which was the Waterhouse Report had died down a bit.
Henry Brooke was a judge and Lord Justice of Appeal.
Honor Brooke, who married Dr Thomas Nigel Miller
Margaret Brooke, who married Dr James Pulfer.
‘We’re the paedophiles’ friends and you can’t get us.’
For more info on the Seebohm Committee and the Brooke clan, see post ‘The Great Stink’.
During the Lords debate regarding Ely Hospital, Lord Amulree stated that ‘I should like to associate myself with what the noble Lord, Lord Brooke, said about the staff of these hospitals. Like him, I have had considerable experience of the conditions under which they work and of the marvellous work they manage to do under those deplorable conditions. One wants to pay the biggest tribute one can to the devotion to duty which they show…The first comment I would make (possibly it is unwise, but I should like to make it) is that it is the attitude of the senior staff that really laysdown the attitude in the whole hospital, from the senior doctor down to the junior member of the ward staff. I am pleased to see that the Minister is to consider some way of changing the form of complaint, and possibly to introduce some form of inspection—I do not mean that in a pejorative way at all, but in a general, friendly and hopeful kind of way…’
Lord Amulree need never have worried about an inspection system which would be in any way ‘pejorative’, that will absolutely never happen. No matter how serious the crimes of Top Doctors and Angels and how many people they kill, all they ever get is indeed a few words ‘in a general, friendly and hopeful kind of way…’
That’s why there are bodies buried out at Denbigh which no-one will recover…
Lord Amulree was of course a Top Doctor, Basil Mackenzie, the 2nd Baron Amulree. Furthermore Lord Dr Baz was a ‘leading advocate of geriatric medicine’ and it was the EMI patients in Ely Hospital who were being abused, so it really should have been Lord Dr Baz who was most condemning rather than wanting a few friendly hopeful words to be had with the patient bashers.
Amulree was born in South Kensington and was educated at Lancing College and Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge. Upon graduating Amulree joined the Ministry of Health, initially working on the delivery of cancer services, but left in 1949 to become physician in charge of the geriatric department at UCH. He was Governor and President of a number of organisations including the British Geriatrics Society, the Society for the Study of Medical Ethics and the Association of Occupational Therapists.
Amulree succeeded his father in the barony in 1942. He was a Liberal Peer and Whip between 1955 and 1977 and spoke in the Lords on a variety of issues in relation to the care of the elderly. Lord Amulree died in December 1983, aged 83, unmarried. The barony became extinct on his death. According to the writer and friend of Pablo Picasso, James Lord, around 1948 Amulree was having an affair with the art historian Douglas Cooper; when they parted, Cooper settled with art historian John Richardson.
Douglas Cooper was not eligible for regular military service due to an eye injury, so he chose to join a medical unit in Paris when WWII started, commanded by the art patron Etienne de Beaumont. Cooper received a French Medaille Militaire as a result. Back in Liverpool Cooper was arrested as a spy because of his French uniform, missing papers and improper behaviour. Subsequently, he joined the RAF Intelligence unit and was sent to Cairo as an interrogator, a job at which he was enormously successful in squeezing out secrets from even hard-boiled prisoners, not least due to his “‘evil queen’ ferocity, penetrating intelligence, and refusal to take no for an answer, as well as his ability to storm, rant, and browbeat in Hochdeutsch, dialect or argot, [which] were just the qualifications that his new job required.” Cooper enjoyed the ‘social life’ there greatly.
After a short interlude in Malta – which was the location for a number of those who have been named as people in high places involved with child abuse or facilitating that abuse including Lord Mountbatten and Sir Alec Bingley (see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’) – Cooper was assigned to a unit investigating Nazi looted art. Cooper’s detailed research on the Swiss art trade during the war revealed that many dealers and collectors had been involved in trading looted art. Cooper spent the whole month of February 1945 interrogating dealers and collectors having dealt with the Nazis, especially Theodor Fischer of the Fischer Gallery who in 1939 managed the sale of confiscated ‘degenerate artworks’.
Cooper was particularly proud to have found and arrested Charles Montag, one of Hitler’s art advisers, who had assembled a private art collection of mostly stolen items for the Fuhrer and was involved in the liquidation of the Paris gallery Bernheim-Jeune; surprisingly, Montag was quickly released. Cooper arrested him again immediately, only to see him set free once again, due to Montag’s good connections to Winston Churchill, who refused to believe that his longtime friend and teacher ‘good old Montag’ could have done anything objectionable. After WWII, Cooper returned to England and then moved to southern France, where in 1950 he bought the Château de Castille near Avignon, a suitable place to show his impressive art collection. Chateau de Castille was nearly as good as Bluglass’s art gallery, Compton Verney.
Entrance colonnade at the Chateau de Castille, Argilliers:
Picasso was a regular guest at Cooper’s home and became a substantial part of life there. Cooper became a substantial promoter of Picasso. In 1950 Cooper became acquainted with art historian John Richardson shared his life with him until in 1960 Richardson left Cooper and moved to New York City.
Douglas Cooper was Slade Professor of Fine Art at Oxford, 1957-58 and guest Professor at Bryn Mawr and Courthauld Institute in 1961. He is an important figure among art experts of the 20th century although he was controversial, standing accused not only of plagiarism and inaccuracies in his works, but also of ‘flexible ethics’ and ‘cultivating quarrels as much as friends’. In the 1950s, Cooper attacked the Tate Gallery Director John Rothenstein, mostly for not supporting Modern Art, trying to get him dismissed. He even managed to anger Picasso so much that he excluded him from his circle and surroundings after he pressed Picasso around 1970 to legalize his children.
In 1961, Cooper was found on a road outside Nimes, heavily injured by stab wounds in the stomach. On his way to the post office in Nîmes to send an article about Picasso’s birthday to a London newspaper, he had stopped at a notorious quarter and picked up a young Algerian resistance fighter against the French occupation forces who had been interned in an open camp nearby. They drove to a lonely area, where according to Cooper, the boy drew a knife and required Cooper’s money or his life. Cooper was stabbed several times, pushed his intestines back in and dragged himself towards the city. Cooper’s training as a medic proved very useful; against all odds, his cries for help in that lonely area were finally heard, so he could be saved, although he had lost much blood and his intestines were heavily damaged. When the culprit was arrested he claimed to have been resisting a sexual assault.
In 1974, about 20 small paintings were stolen from Cooper’s house; Cooper dismissed his old housekeeper and in consequence lost all respect from the neighbours. Afterwards, he relocated to Monte Carlo, mainly for safety reasons, where he led a rather secluded life. Both incidents were reported by major English and French newspapers.
Cooper died on 1 April 1984 – Fools’ Day. He left his art collection to his adopted son William McCarty Cooper, having adopted him according to French law, in order that nobody else would inherit anything, in particular not his family. His written legacy is kept at the Getty Research Institute, Los Angeles, CA.
Cooper’s partner Sir John Patrick Richardson ran Christie’s US office for nine years after he left Cooper and France andwas in 1995 appointed Slade Professor of Fine Art at Oxford University. When he was young Richardson became a friend of Francis Bacon and Lucian Freud. Among Richardson’s books were The Sorcerer’s Apprentice Picasso, Provence and Douglas Cooper (1999) and Sacred Monsters, Sacred Masters: Beaton, Capote, Dalí, Picasso, Freud, Warhol, and More (2001).
The art historian Sir Anthony Blunt lectured at the Courthauld Institute from 1933 and was Director, 1947-74. For 27 years from 1945 Blunt was Surveyor of the King’s Pictures and later, after the death of King George VI, the Queen’s Pictures, in charge of the Royal Collection, one of the largest and richest collections of art in the world. Blunt’s contribution was vital in the expansion of the Queen’s Gallery at Buckingham Palace, which opened in 1962. Blunt was also the National Trust’s picture adviser. Notable students who were influenced by Blunt include Nicholas Serota, Baroness Serota’s son.
Blunt was a third cousin of the Queen Mum, Gawd Bless ‘Er. On occasions, Blunt and his two brothers, Christopher and Wilfrid, took afternoon tea at the Bowes-Lyons’ London home at 17 Bruton Street, Mayfair, the birthplace of Lilibet.
At Cambridge, Blunt was a member of the Cambridge Apostles. In 1940, when serving with British Army Intelligence Corps, Blunt was recruited by MI5 and was later outed as a double agent working for the KGB. It is acknowledged that some people knew that Blunt was a double agent years before he was publicly named. In 1948, demobilised army officer Philip Hay attended an interview at Buckingham Palace for the post of Private Secretary to the Dowager Duchess of Kent. After passing Blunt in a corridor, Sir Alan Lascelles, the King’s Private Secretary, told Hay: ‘That’s our Russian spy’. The KGB suspected Blunt of being a triple agent.
With the defection of Burgess and Maclean to Moscow in May 1951, Blunt came under suspicion. He and Burgess had been friends since Cambridge. Blunt was interrogated by MI5 in 1952, but gave away little, if anything. Blunt was greatly distressed by Burgess’s flight and, on 28 May 1951, confided in his friend Goronwy Rees, who had briefly supplied the Soviets with political information in 1938–39. Goronwy Rees was appointed Principal of Aberystwyth University in 1953, when it was choc full of the paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’).
In 1963, MI5 learned of Blunt’s espionage from an American, Michael Straight, whom he had recruited. Blunt confessed to MI5 on 23 April 1964, and Lilibet was informed shortly thereafter. Blunt also gave up John Cairncross, Peter Ashby, Brian Symon and Leonard Henry (Leo) Long as spies. Long had also been a member of the Communist Party and an undergraduate at Trinity College, Cambridge. During WWII he served in MI14 military intelligence in the War Office, with responsibility for assessing German offensive plans. Long passed analyses, but not original material, relating to the Eastern Front, to Blunt.
In return for Blunt’s full confession, the British Gov’t agreed to keep his spying career an official secret for fifteen years and granted him full immunity from prosecution. According to the memoir of MI5 officer Peter Wright, Wright had regular interviews with Blunt from 1964 onward for six years. Prior to that, he had a briefing with Michael Adeane, the Queen’s Private Secretary, who told Wright: ‘From time to time you may find Blunt referring to an assignment he undertook on behalf of the Palace – a visit to Germany at the end of the war. Please do not pursue this matter. Strictly speaking, it is not relevant to considerations of national security.’
Blunt’s life was little affected. In 1966, two years after his secret confession, Noel Annan, then provost of King’s College, Cambridge, held a dinner party for Labour Home Secretary Woy, Ann Fleming, widow of author Ian Fleming and Victor Rothschild and his wife Tess. The Rothschilds brought their friend and lodger – Blunt. All had had wartime connections with British Intelligence; Woy at Bletchley Park.
Nerdy readers of this blog will recognise the names of Adeane, Noel Annan, Woy and Ian Fleming as having featured in previous posts and being among those who knew about the activities of Sir Peter Morrison and Dafydd and the paedophiles.
On 15 Nov 1979 in the Commons, Thatch revealed Blunt’s wartime role and then in more detail on 21 November. Sir Bernard Ingham, Thatcher’s Press Secretary, suggested, ‘I believe she did it because she didn’t see why the system should cover things up. This was early in her prime ministership. I think she wanted to tell the civil service that the politicians decide policy, not the system. She wanted them to know who was boss’.
Thatch was of course at that time covering up Peter Morrison, Dafydd and the rest of them as well as their very serious crimes and continued covering it all up until the day that the old cow pegged out in the Ritz.
Thatch also covered up whatever was going on at the Kincora Boys’ Home in Belfast – the British state is still refusing to hold a full and open investigation into Kincora. What is known is that Kincora was used as the basis of a paedophile ring which supplied boys to the elite. Anthony Blunt and Mountbatten have been consistently named as two people who visited Kincora.
In a statement to the media on 20 November 1979, Blunt claimed the decision to grant him immunity from prosecution was taken by the then PM, Sir Alec Douglas-Home.
Although Blunt was outwardly calm, the sudden exposure in 1979 shocked him. His former pupil, art critic Brian Sewell, said at the time, ‘He was so businesslike about it; he considered the implications for his knighthood and academic honours and what should be resigned and what retained. What he didn’t want was a great debate at his clubs, the Athenaeum and the Travellers. He was incredibly calm about it all.’
The Athenaeum is the club favoured by Top Doctors and academics. Jimmy Savile was a member, after being introduced to the club by Cardinal Basil Hume (see post ‘Additional Security Measures’). It was over an informal meeting at the Atheneaum involving Savile, Alan Franey and some of Civil Service mandarins named earlier in this post that Savile was offered a senior role in the management of Broadmoor (see post ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’).
Lilibet stripped Blunt of his knighthood. Then a few years later she gave one to Peter Morrison.
Lilibet, do you think that you may perhaps have made a few misjudgements regarding all this business involving gay spies, paedophiles and honours?
MI5 – I do keep telling you, just recruit a load of service users. They will do a far better job than a bunch of greedy old paedophiles with Royal connections. Oh, I forgot – you’ve allowed the Top Docs to kill most of them.
During the Lords debate on Ely Hospital, Lord Segal admitted that ‘These conditions have been known to exist for quite a long time in the past, and have given rise to an enormous amount of uneasiness. Also, may I say how much the statement made by the Minister, that the Government intend to take drastic action in this matter, will be generally welcomed? May I stress also the urgency for some action to be taken to remedy the appalling conditions which she has described? In this connection I would emphasise the need for a special training for nurses who are on the staff of these institutions. Special recognition should be given to the difficult conditionsunder which they work, and, particularly, some adjustment should be made in the matter of their pay in order to recruit the proper type of nurse for these institutions. Furthermore, may I say how important it is that some proper channel should exist for the laying of complaints, when such complaints are known to exist, to see that theyare not brushed aside in the future as they have been, most unfortunately, in the past?’
So not only did Lord Segal know what was going on in such institutions but he also knew that complaints were being ignored and that the ‘training’ of the Angels was crap.
Dafydd et al in north Wales stressed constantly the ‘expertise’ of the Top Doctors and the ‘trained nurses’. There were some nurses at Denbigh who definitely would have been capable of doing a good job in the right situation and one or two of them were actually very nice, it was the Top Docs who were very obviously the biggest problem. However there were a few Angels – the ones in senior positions – who lied, including on oath and abused their positions as well as the patients. A small number of Angels were uneducated, thick and crude and very obviously inhabited a base, brutal world. The conversations between them would have horrified members of the Lords – crude sexual comments about the rest of the world and the people whom they were paid to care for and a social life which involved drinking vast amounts and not much else. The biggest laugh was that they too were convinced that they’d been ‘trained’ and would brag about their proud ‘training’ at every possibility. It didn’t register with them that a small number of their patients had postgrad qualifications because most of them weren’t interested enough in the patients to even think about that – but if it did sink in they would feel incredibly threatened by a well-educated patient. The liberal elite those Angels were not.
Lord Samuel Segal was another Top Doc and a remarkably honest one, but it would seem only during this Lords debate. Samuel Segal was born in Oxford in 1902 to a scholarly Jewish household and moved to Newcastle-upon-Tyne in 1909 with his family. He was educated at the Royal Grammar School, Newcastle-upon-Tyne, Jesus College, Oxford and Westminster Hospital. He was a casualty Surgeon at Westminster Hospital then a Senior Clinical Assistant at Great Ormond Street Hospital and he served on several London County Council Hospital Committees.
Following the start of WWII, Segal joined RAFVR Medical Branch in October 1939. He served in Aden in 1940, Western Desert in 1941, Syrian Campaign in 1941. Segal was attached to the Greek Air Force, 1941; Squadron Leader, 1942; Senior Medical Officer RAF Naval Co-operation Group in Mediterranean, 1942. He was on the Headquarters Staff Middle East, 1943–44 and the Air Ministry Medical Staff, 1944-45.
Segal was a regional medical officer for the Ministry of Health, 1951-62.
At the 1945 General Election, Segal was elected as the Labour MP for Preston. He advised Nye Bevan on the attitudes of Top Doctors to the creation of the NHS in 1948. The Top Doctors were of course nearly all totally opposed to the creation of the NHS and Bevan famously was only able to overcome their resistance by stuffing their mouths with gold (see post ‘The History, Boys…’). What is less well-publicised is the shocking medical misconduct that would also be ignored as part of the deal…
Samuel Segal spoke against Gov’t policy in Palestine and in favour of the creation of Israel. The Preston constituency was abolished for the 1950 General Election and Segal stood for the new Preston North seat, but lost by 938 votes to the Conservative candidate, Julian Amery.
On 18 December 1964, Segal was created a life peer. In the Lords, he was Deputy Speaker and Deputy Chairman of Committees from 1973-82.
Lord Segal was Chairman of the British Association for the Retarded, the National Society for Mentally Handicapped Children (now Mencap). The mentally handicapped residents of Bryn-y-Neuadd, the long-stay hospital in Llanfairfechan were described to me as ‘vegetables’ by one of the senior managers of Bryn-y-Neuadd who was on the interview panel to appoint an advocate for the vegetables. The vegetables at Bryn-y-Neuadd were helped to explore their ‘sexual needs’ by Ann Craft, who also ‘supported them’ in their sexual relationships. Anne later bagged a senior job at Nottingham University and became a recognised authority on Empowering The Vegetables.
Ann Craft was married to Top Doctor Michael Craft. The Crafts conducted research with Dafydd and discovered during that research that there was a very high rate of incest among the forebears of the vegetables. See post ‘The Old Devils’. Many of the vegetables in Bryn-y-Neuadd had trouble communicating – the place had such a dreadful reputation that most people who had a vegetable preferred to grow them at home rather than hand them over to the Angels of Bryn-y-Neuadd, so it tended to be the most severely disabled vegetables who ended up there – so how the Crafts and Dafydd discovered the sexual habits of the vegetables’ ancestors I’d be interested to know. I haven’t been able to find any published outputs regarding the gardening that was undertaken by Dafydd and the Crafts, I suspect that there was none.
However, a helpful reader has sent me extracts from a 1965 book by Dr Michael Craft, entitled ‘Ten Studies Into Psychopathic Personality’. Most of the studies of the psychopaths simply describe people who when young children were kept in the hen house or in the attic or who had severely distressed parents who couldn’t look after them and shut them in rooms and didn’t talk to them etc. These abused and neglected kids had been labelled psychopaths by the age of 10 and had then been handed over to the likes of Dafydd et al. Craft’s masterpiece was subtitled ‘A Report to the Home Office and the Mental Health Research Fund’. So Craft’s idiocy was probably commissioned by the Home Office when Lord of the Rings Henry Brooke was Home Secretary. The Home Secretary who accepted Dr Craft’s pearls and presumably used them to formulate policy was one Woy Jenkins, who did a great many favours for Dafydd and the paedophiles, as did Woy’s fellow travellers Dr Death, Shirl and Bill Rodgers (see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’).
One chapter in Craft’s book is entitled ‘The Case of Gwyn’. Should that not have been ‘The Case Of Gwynne’? Even Michael Craft could not have got to the bottom (so to speak) of The Case Of Dafydd, that would be a source of even more debate and contestation than Freud’s Case Of Dora.
Tony Francis had a secretary called Dora Carter who made false allegations about Brown to the police and tried to have him arrested, but that’s another story…
I warned you Top Docs, I have lots more documents that have not yet received a mention on this blog.
For further details regarding Michael and Ann Craft and their pioneering efforts to sexually liberate those incarcerated by a gang of sex offenders in north Wales, see post ‘The Old Devils’.
Lord Segal was also the Chairman of the Anglo-Irish Association and the Anglo-Israel Archeological Association. He was a governor of the now closed Jewish boarding school Carmel College and life governor of Manchester College.
Lord Segal died in 1985. His legacy lives on… As do his offspring…
Baroness Summerskill was rather braver than the other Lords. In the Ely Hospital debate she commented that ‘I am afraid I cannot agree with my noble friend when she suggests that we might receive this Report without comment. I believe that every time an inquiry of this kind is made it is much better for the helpless individuals in these institutions to have people in both Houses of Parliament who are prepared to ask questions again and again…some of us who have been in Parliament for many years have lived through this kind ofmoment, time after time. It is always suggested that we should read the Report and see what is in it. By the time we have read the Report other things are happening and people forget to ask questions at what I consider to be the relevant moment – now. What I want to ask my noble friend is this: is she aware that what shesaid just now applies to similar institutions throughout the country, in so far as the staff [whistleblowers] are intimidated? My noble friend said that two members of the staff were dismissed, or left, because they questioned the system:their questioning was unpopular, and therefore they were dismissed.’
Baroness Summerskill continued:
‘What I should like to know, in view of this Inquiry and of the Statement which has just been made, is what general inquiry is now going to be set afoot by her Department in order to see how far the conditions in this institution apply in others. Unless somebody from outside goes in, questions the management committees and generally makes a fuss, the conditions which she describes now and which have obviously been existing in this institution for years can go on in other institutions of which we have no knowledge. Therefore, my question to her is this- and I have faith in her Department, now that she is in this job, because she is a woman and has compassion. My noble friend at the back groans. I am afraid it is true that women have a little more compassion in these matters than, perhaps, some of the men. May I ask my noble friend whether she will see to it that her Department makes a general inquiry with regard to the administration of homes and institutions which are organised for the old and the sick? Because it is in these places that the patients are completely helpless.’
I cannot agree with Baroness Summerskill that women by their nature have more compassion in such matters than men. Institutions like Ely and Denbigh always employed a few women in senior positions simply in order to reassure everyone that abuse could not be taking place within because there was a woman in charge. Those women were every bit as callous and corrupt as their male colleagues and they knew damn well that their possession of ovaries was being ruthlessly used to give the stamp of approval to very troubled institutions doing terrible things. After all, Lucille Hughes was Director of Gwynedd Social Services…
Women who were not as callous or corrupt but who were simply overwhelmed by the absolute bastards who surrounded them would be wheeled out to meet visiting VIPs or the press to give a good impression. Sister Ella Fisk fulfilled this role at the Hergest Unit and an Angel called Ingrid did it in Bryn Golau Ward at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. Ella was actually very nice and was ignored and trampled over by the most appalling people who were abusing patients, yet if a visiting Councillor or politician turned up to visit, it would be Ella who would be called upon to meet them, because everyone knew that some of the other staff would leave such a terrible impression. Furthermore Ella was the Angel who would be ORDERED by Dafydd, Tony Francis et al to report patients to the police and if necessary lie about the ‘danger’ that they presented when the Top Docs wanted to fit those patients up. Ella just did not have enough clout in that organisation to challenge the people traffickers with whom she worked. I also suspect that she was very frightened of them. She and her husband Clive both worked at Ysbyty Gwynedd, they’d have been finished if they had resisted. Clive was a senior technician at Ysbyty Gwynedd, he will have known that some of the equipment wasn’t working, yet patients would be hooked up to monitors etc and no-one would admit the real situation.
It was Ingrid who, after Dafydd ordered the Angels to take me to a railway station, put me on a train to London and told me that if I ever returned to north Wales again I would be arrested, was one of those who drove me to the station and put me on the train (see post ‘Rivers Of Blood’). There were other more junior Angels who came with us as well, but I cannot remember who they were. When I finally managed to get an investigation into my complaint about Dafydd et al – although it was simply one enormous cover-up conducted by Dafydd’s mates (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’) – Ingrid was, I was told, one member of staff who refused to attend the hearing, although according to Bluglass, the ‘investigating panel’ were desperate to question her. But then they were all a bunch of liars running a trafficking gang so who knows what the truth was.
Baroness Edith Summerskill was a Top Doctor, writer, feminist and Labour politician. Edith Summerskill was educated at King’s College London and trained as a Top Doc at Charing Cross. Edith was a genuine pioneer, she was one of the first women to be admitted to medical school. She was one of the founders of the Socialist Health Association, she pressed for equal rights for women in the Home Guard and in 1938 she initiated the Married Women’s Association to promote equality in marriage and became its first President.
Summerskill entered politics at the age of 32 when she was asked to fight the Green Lanes ward in Harringay in the Middlesex County Council elections. She then served as a Councillor on Middlesex County Council, 1934-41. Edith became the Labour MP for Fulham West thanks to the working women’s vote. She caused some disquiet by taking the seat in her maiden name. When the Fulham West constituency was abolished for the 1955 General Election, she was returned to the Commons as MP for Warrington, a seat that she held until 1961.
Summerskill served in Attlee’s Labour Gov’t following the election victory in 1945, including in the Ministry of Social and National Insurance, heading the Dept although she was not a Cabinet Minister.
As well as her service in government, Summerskill also served on the Commons Political Honours Scrutiny Committee, 1967 -76.
Summerskill was a member of the Labour Party’s NEC, 1944-58 and served as Chair of the Labour Party 1954-55. She left the Commons in 1961 and was given a peerage.
Summerskill was a member of the Fabian Society in the 1940s and as an active feminist, she was instrumental in promoting women’s causes throughout that period, starting with the Clean Milk Act in 1949. Later, as the President of the Married Women’s Association, she campaigned in and outside of Parliament to assure the equal rights of housewives and of divorced women, which resulted in the Married Women’s Property Act in 1964 and the Matrimonial Homes Act in 1967.
I have a great deal more respect for the likes of Edith Summerskill than I do for people like Harriet because Edith Summerskill really did do many things that at the time were usually the preserve of men. However, Edith will have had feet of clay. Not only was there an absence of any sense on her part that she had achieved because she was from a privileged strata of society – she was the daughter of a Top Doctor and as a child accompanied him on his rounds and of course she married a Top Doctor – but she knew that some seriously grim things were happening to less privileged people, including at the hands of her and her colleagues, which she did not challenge. For most posh women of Edith’s generation, emancipation was about emancipating other posh women.
Edith was a real hero to many and I suspect that it was partly because when she was younger she looked absolutely wonderful. When compared to the gross old paedophiles who cluttered up Parliament at the time, Edith must have seemed a pretty good advert.
Like Vera Brittain, Edith was a true shatterer of glass ceilings who had a mediocre daughter who cashed in on her mum and gave the old paedophiles of Parliament a great deal of assistance. The mediocre daughters even both had the same name. Edith’s notions that women were not simply equal to men but actually superior in every way were famously published as the 1957 volume ‘Letters To My Daughter’. I do wonder whether Edith had to revise her ideas on natural female superiority when she later took a long hard look at the daughter to whom those letters were written.
Edith’s daughter Shirley Summerskill was also a Labour politician who made much of being a female Top Doctor at a time when that was rather more unusual than it is today, although not the flying pig phenomenon that it was when her mum qualified. Shirley inherited the gene for becoming a big name in the Labour Party and the gene for being a Woman Top Doctor from her mum. Shirley Summerskill was educated at St Paul’s School, Somerville College, Oxford, as were many other female breakers of glass ceilings, including Thatch and of course the other delusional Shirley. Here she is, telling the rest of us what is best for us:
Shirley Summerskill trained as a Top Doctor at the medical school for the poshest, Tommy’s, through who’s hands Dr Death also passed just a few years later. The Tommy’s which was facilitating abuse and employing Dafydd’s mates as well as the lethal William Sargant who’s experiments killed some patients, including during the years when Dr Death was working as his research registrar (see post ‘Dr Death’) and performing illegal abortions like there was no tomorrow if the patients had the dosh for the backhanders (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’). Tommy’s Top Doctors were pretty liberal with the prescription pad as well if one had the cash.
Summerskill was a member of the Executives of the Socialist Medical Association and the Medical Practitioners’ Union. By this time, both of these were organisations that attracted highly paid, privileged Top Docs who very often for reasons of their aspirations to become big names in the Labour Party pretended to Care About The Poor and thus were Committed To The NHS eg. Dr Brian Gibbons, Ed Miliband’s Uncle Harry, Dr John Dunwoody and Dr Julian Tudor Spart as well as many others who protected Dafydd who have featured on this blog.
One of the early members of the Socialist Medical Association (which later changed its name to the Socialist Health Association) along with Shirley Summerskill’s mum Edith was Sir Richard Doll. Doll famously demonstrated the link between smoking and lung cancer and is the biggest name in 20th century epidemiology.
However the glue which adheres the Top Doctors together really is most impressive. My post ‘They Think It’s All Over – It Is Now’ described a laughable piece of ‘cancer research’ conducted by the paedophiles’ friends of Ysbyty Gwynedd and Bangor University, which was published in 1990, when Dafydd and the gang were sending out distress signals like there was no tomorrow and were in need of good PR. The ground-breaking research received full media coverage on a world-wide scale, but just weeks later a retraction had to be issued when it was admitted that there were ‘flaws’ in the research. The flaws were enormous – the control sample had numbered three, one of the controls was not someone who was suffering from the type of cancer which was being studied anyway and a number of conclusions had been drawn which could not have been, even if there had been an appropriate control group. Sir Richard Doll had ‘advised’ on this research. Why Sir Richard Doll wasted his time and energy with this gang of fools who were wheeled out to save the bacon of Dafydd et al I don’t know. Not that publishing laughable ‘research’ which was discredited within weeks did the careers of the ‘researchers’ any harm. Two of the authors, Chris and Rhiannon Whitaker, – the statisticians who OK’d a control sample of three, one of whom was suffering with a different condition – continued their careers as stats lecturers at Bangor University and Rhiannon ended up leading the North Wales Clinical Trials Unit…
Shirley Summerskill was elected as the Labour MP for Halifax in Jimmy Savile country in the 1964 General Election. After being a Labour Shadow Minister for Health, 1970-74, she served as a junior Minister in the Home Office throughout the 1974–79 Labour Gov’t, under two Home Secretaries, Woy and Merlyn Rees. During those years, the Labour Gov’t afforded full protection to Dafydd’s gang and to the molester George Thomas and ensured that Thomas’s friend and protector the bent lawyer and MP Leo Abse saw his baby the Children Act 1974 hit the statute books, thus ensuring that hundreds of children were removed from their families and sent to live with Dafydd’s gang as well as other linked gangs (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’).
In 1980 Summerskill was interviewed by BBC’s ‘Panorama’ about Britain’s preparations for a nuclear attack. This was a woman who throughout her entire medical and political career was unable to say boo to a Dafydd and certainly not on ‘Panorama’, because Dafydd’s mate from Llangollen, Elwyn Parry Jones, was Deputy Editor of ‘Panorama’, 1977-85.
When Labour returned to opposition in 1979, Shirley Summerskill became an opposition spokesperson on Home Affairs. She lost her seat in 1983 to the Tory Roy Galley.
Sumerskill married lawyer and future Labour MP John Ryman in 1957; they divorced in 1971. I am very impressed with Shirley in that she married a fine example of a Cad. John Ryman QC was easily as good as the son of Lord Bellamy on ‘Upstairs Downstairs’ who made one of the servants pregnant.
Ryman was a barrister and an enthusiastic fox-hunter who was elected as Labour MP for Blyth, near Newcastle-upon-Tyne, in Oct 1974. In 1976 Ryman’s agent was fined £400 under the Representation of the People Act 1949 and the Perjury Act 1911 for falsifying his election expenses return and overspending, although the election result stood. In 1986, Ryman announced that he was leaving the Labour Party and sat as an Independent until he retired at the 1987 General Election.
On 23 April 1992 Ryman was convicted of defrauding two women of their life savings. He had pretended to be the Director of a Swiss Bank and told the women that they would get 22·5% interest, but in fact paid the money to his ex-wife for maintenance payments. Ryman was given a two and a half year jail sentence.
Ryman and Summerskill had married in 1957 but had divorced by the time he entered Parliament. He was married five times in all. He claimed to have invested some money belonging to his fifth wife Nicola, a wealthy widow, in a high-yield Swiss bank account but in fact squandered the money on a horse, Jaguar car and holidays on the Orient Express. He had previously narrowly escaped being prosecuted by the family of a mistress whose money he had also claimed to have invested in a Swiss account.
When I read about The Cad I presumed that Edith would have had to have revised her theories about women being more intelligent than men, what with her daughter having been taken in. But I suppose that The Cad would have confirmed Edith’s low opinion of those in possession of testicles – they’re hopeless.
Rhett Butler – ‘Frankly My Dear I Don’t Give A Damn’ (1939):
Dr Dafydd Alun Jones – ‘Really My Dear, You’re Getting Rather Tiresome’ (circa 1993)
Not long after Dafydd did his best Rhett Butler bit, a Hergest patient told Dafydd that he was a ‘failure as a sex fiend’.
‘We didn’t know.’
The saddest element to the adventures of The Cad who married Shirley Summerskill was the means by which he was elected for Blythe in 1974. Blythe had previously been represented by Labour member Eddie Milne, since 1960. Eddie had succeeded the crooked old git Alfred – Lord – Robens, who became Chairman of NCB and was up to his eyes in it re the Aberfan Disaster in 1966. It was Robens who took the hit for Aberfan in order to get a great many other Good Labour Men off the hook, who were as much to blame (see post ‘Include Me Out’). Eddie Milne, a trade union official, was selected by the local constituency Labour Party to replace Robens, with the help of USDAW.
During his Parliamentary career, Milne became increasingly concerned about problems of endemic corruption within local government in the north east of England. The scale of these were eventually revealed in the Poulson Affair involving corruption and the leading Labour movement figure T. Dan Smith. Known as ‘a difficult man to get on with’ – perhaps because he wasn’t a crook like the rest of them? – Milne’s problems were not restricted to his opponents in the local Labour Party; he twice unsuccessfully reported a local journalist, Jim Harland, to the Press Council over articles he had written.
By 1974 the breach between Milne and the local party was ‘irreparable’ and he was deselected on the eve of the Feb 1974 General Election. Milne had already made preparations for this eventuality and ran a campaign as an Independent Labour candidate. He overturned the Labour majority and defeated Ivor Richard, who had the official endorsement, by 6,140 votes. However, it was a short-lived victory, as Milne was narrowly defeated in the Oct 1974 General Election by The Cad by 78 votes. Milne’s supporters who won seats on the local authority had all been defeated by 1979; when Milne stood again in the 1979 General Election he did badly.
Milne wrote a book entitled No Shining Armour (1976) detailing his travails with the local party, and giving his view on the corruption scandals of the 1970s. It attracted 36 libel writs, and the costs and damages associated with it came close to bankrupting his publishers.
So the constituency of Blythe – now called Blythe Valley – gave an honest MP the boot and ended up with The Cad, who had previously been married to a woman who spent her career concealing a gang of paedophiles. Of course, one of the gangs of paedophiles which Shirley Summerskill concealed was the gang in the north east, which was closely associated with Dafydd et al in north Wales. The year before the year in which The Cad was elected for Blythe, Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth relocated from Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead, where children had been abused, to Bryn Estyn, where they really stoked up the gang run by Dafydd et al… The children’s homes of north Wales received hundreds of children in the care of local authorities in the north east of England. See previous posts.
The paedophile gang in the north east was linked to the local authority corruption involving Poulson et al (see post ‘So Who Was Angry About What?’), but even Eddie Milne didn’t dare mention that.
The MP who succeeded The Cad for Blythe Valley was Labour’s Ronnie Cambell, who still holds the seat. I’ll be blogging about you soon Ronnie!
Shirley Summerskill’s nephew, Ben Summerskill, was Chief Executive of the UK gay equality charity Stonewall, 2003-2014. Stonewall gave the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board an award for being an LGBT-friendly employer some two years ago. Which left me quite surprised because I know one young gay man who did a placement when he was a student nurse at the Hergest Unit who dared raise concerns about the abuse of patients, only to find himself the subject of crude, homophobic bullying.
Lord Shackleton made a brief contribution to the Ely Hospital Lords debate, just to express the view that in discussing the Ely Report the House was becoming ‘seriously out of order’, because some members had been rather harsh with their words in response to the Report. Lord Edward Shackleton was the son of the Antarctic explorer Sir Ernest Shackleton.
Edward Shackleton arranged the 1932 Oxford University Exploration Club expedition to Sarawak in Borneo. During this trip he was the first to attain the peak of Mount Mulu. In 1934 Shackleton organised the Oxford University Ellesmere Land Expedition. Shackleton accompanied the party as the assistant surveyor. The expedition was eventually responsible for naming Mount Oxford (after the University of Oxford) and the British Empire Range. On leaving university, Shackleton worked for the BBC in N Ireland – an experience that turned him away from the Conservative Party towards Labour.
In 1946, Shackleton was elected as Labour MP for Preston. A boundary change subsequently divided Preston into two seats and Shackleton was elected MP for Preston South on a much reduced majority. Shackleton served as PPS to the Lord President of the Council and Foreign Secretary in Attlee’s Gov’t, Mandy’s grandfather, Herbert Morrison. Shackleton was re-elected in 1951. One duty of the Lord President of the Council is to act as the visitor for the University of Wales.
In 1955, Shackleton was defeated and so Hugh Gaitskell recommended Shackleton to the PM and he was created a life peer. In Wilson’s Gov’t Shackleton served as Minister of Defence, 1964–67. He was sworn of the Privy Council in 1966 and made Deputy Leader of the House of Lords a year later. As Minister without Portfolio 1967–1968 and Paymaster General in 1968 Shackleton had a seat on the cabinet. During the Aden Crisis he was sent on a Special Mission as British Resident to help with the withdrawal.
Shackleton was Leader of the Lords, 1968–70, and subsequently sat as Opposition Leader in the Lords. He was used again on the Wilsonian reforms proposed for the Lords, liaising between committees and sub-committees, designed to reduce the Lords delaying powers from two years to just six months, but the PM dropped the bill in April 1969 to ‘concentrate on priorities.’ Sitting on the Committee for Civil Service Reform, Shackleton successfully widened access to entry for scientists.
From 1971, Shackleton was President of the Royal Geographical Society. From 1976 until 1992 he was Chairman of the joint-Political Honours and Scrutiny Committee. Lord Shackleton also wrote a Report, commissioned by James Callaghan, which described the economic future of the Falkland Islands, the value of the being British to the islanders and how their lot could be improved. It included the invaluable role eventually played by HMS Endurance.
Between 1988-89, Shackleton Chaired the Lords Science and Technology Committee, which culminated in 1989 when he was elected a Fellow of the Royal Society. He also served as Chairman of the East European Trade Council.
Lord Shackleton was Pro-Chancellor of the University of Southampton, an institution who’s medical school hosted a number of those who were providing a big umbrella for Dafydd et al (see post ‘Professor Prestigious And His Associates’).
Shackleton acted also as Patron of the British Schools Exploring Society (B.S.E.S.) from 1962 until his death in 1994.
Edward Shackleton will have known Sir Charles Evans, Principal of UCNW, 1957-84 and probably other employees of UCNW as a result of Shackleton’s friendships with people involved in exploring, climbing and natural history. Charles Evans was a member of the 1953 Everest expedition and although his first career was as a neurosurgeon in Oxford and then Liverpool, Evans was far more interested in climbing (see previous posts). However, Evans’s status as a national hero after the successful Everest ascent – with members of the Everest team who worked for the security services – afforded Dafydd et al who were facilitating their trafficking ring through UCNW complete protection.
Sir Charles Evans – a fantastic mountaineer but a bloody dangerous Top Doctor and University Senior Manager:
Lord Ogmore pointed out to the Lords that he was the only Welshman to speak on the matter of Ely, which primarily concerned Wales and remarked ‘may I ask the noble Baroness whether she is aware that this Report will be regarded with the utmost seriousness in Wales, and that Welsh people will want to know that there are no other institutions where the same conditions might already apply? May I also ask her whether, when her right honourable friend has discussed the whole question of Ely Hospital with the Chairman of the Hospital Board, a further report or statement will be made to Parliament, conveying to Members the results of that interview between the two gentlemen concerned?’
Of course there were other institutions in Wales in which conditions as bad as those in Ely prevailed – there was the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, which was far worse. Furthermore Bryn-y-Neuadd at Llanfairfechan and Whitchurch Hospital in Cardiff were pretty bad, as well as a few others… It really wasn’t any secret.
David Rees Rees-Williams, 1st Baron Ogmore was born in Bridgend and qualified as a solicitor in 1929. He served in the Welch Regiment and the Royal Artillery and ended WWII as a Lieutenant Colonel. Rees-Williams was elected Labour MP for Croydon South in 1945. In the Gov’t he was a Minister in the Colonial Office, travelling to East Asia to consider the movements towards independence. Rees-Williams’s seat was redistributed at the end of the Parliament and he narrowly lost the successor seat in 1950, so he received the standard booby prize of a life peerage. He served as Minister of Civil Aviation in 1951 and was made a Privy Councillor the same year. Lord Ogmore was President of the London Welsh Trust, which runs the London Welsh Centre, Gray’s Inn Road, 1955-59. The London Welsh Trust was a magnet for those colluding with Dafydd and the paedophiles (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’).
Lord Ogmore joined the Liberal Party in 1959 and served as Liberal Party President, 1963–1964. Lord Ogmore was among those who ignored Jeremy Thorpe’s Ugandan activities. Lord Ogmore’s constituency was just down the road from Warlingham Park Hospital which had a dreadful reputation and was eventually subject to an Ely-like damning investigation which resulted in staff going to prison for very serious offences against patients. My post ‘A Trade In People – Between London And North Wales’ details the horrendous abuse and fleecing – by a group of crooked Top Docs and lawyers in London with links to colleagues in Bethesda – of a family who’s lives were destroyed by Warlingham Park Hospital after their mum died in suspicious circumstances when an in-patient there and were then sent to live in Bethesda by the crooks who shafted them.
Lord Ogmore was married to Alice Alexandra Constance Wills and had three children. His daughter, Elizabeth Rees-Williams, married the actors Richard Harris and Sir Rex Harrison, the businessman Peter Aitken, and more recently Jonathan Aitken, the former Tory MP and old flame of Carol Thatcher’s who later went to prison for perjury. Lord Ogmore’s grandsons are actors Jared Harris and Jamie Harris and Director Damian Harris.
Sir Rex Harrison starred in the award winning film ‘Dr Dolittle’. Two days a week, no on-call and retirement at 55 yrs old. Duw it’s hard.
Lord Silkin found himself in a particularly difficult position in the Lords: ‘before we discuss this matter further, we ought to read the Report. I should like to put a question to the noble Baroness, and I put it because I was for many years both chairman and a member of a number of hospital management committees; and it seems to me inconceivable that a hospital management committee should not have known of what had been going on apparently for a long time. Certainly I should like to think that it could not have happened in the case of the hospitals with which I was concerned; and if amanagement committee is doing its job properly, it ought not to have happened in this case. May I ask the noble Baroness whether, in the Report, there is any reference to the activities of the Hospital Management Committee?’
Bit close to home there Lord Silkin! Of course the Hospital Management Committee at Ely knew, it was they who ignored the complaints and got rid of the whistleblowers.
Lewis Silkin, 1st Baron Silkin worked as a solicitor (Lewis Silkin LLP, the London law firm where he practised, still bears his name), before becoming a member of the London County Council in 1925. He Chaired the LCC Town Planning and the Housing and Public Health Committees and was a member of the Central Housing Advisory Committee. Silkin was elected as MP Peckham in 1936. He was Minister of Town and Country Planning in Clement Attlee’s Gov’t, 1945-50.
Silkin was raised to the peerage in 1950. Of his three sons, his eldest, Arthur, a civil servant, disclaimed the peerage. The other two, Samuel and John, both became Labour MPs, members of the Privy Council and Gov’t Ministers. Samuel was MP for Dulwich, 1964-83 and Attorney General for England and Wales as well as N Ireland, 1974-79. You’ve guessed it, Samuel concealed the crimes of the Top Docs and the paedophiles along with everyone else. Being the principled man that he was, Samuel refused a knighthood as AG. He accepted a life peerage instead in 1985, just as the explosions began in north Wales…
Samuel’s son Christopher also disclaimed the hereditary peerage on the death of his uncle Arthur in 2001, the first time a peerage has been disclaimed twice.
John Silkin was Labour MP for Lewisham Deptford, 1963-87. He served in the RNVR, 1942-46, along with the other high profile paedophiles, paedophiles’ friends and spies (see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’). At one point John Silkin had hopes of becoming Leader of the Labour Party, but that went pear-shaped among all the internal scrapping. The talents of Footie and the Windbag shone through instead. Of course they did, Footie and the Windbag held seats in south Wales so they had all the best shit on George Thomas, the Silkin family only had superior gen on the kids from south London who were being abused and trafficked by Dafydd’s gang and his mates at the Maudsley. See previous posts for further information on the Silkin family.
Baroness Hylton-Foster was firmly on the side of the patient-batterers during the Lords debate: ‘My Lords, may I ask the noble Baroness whether Her Majesty’s Government do not think that this is the moment to recommend that nurses should be moved around more? Because even with special training it needs superhuman patience to cope with some of the patients with whom they have to deal.’
Those patients really were such absolute bastards. They insisted on standing in the way of the flying fists and kicking boots of the Angels, they grew hair which the Angels felt compelled to grab hold of to drag the patients along the corridor and in addition at Ely those patients tried the patience of the Angels so much that the Angels hosed them down with cold water, the Angels just could not take any more.
Here are the sort of images that appear on NHS promotional material:
A photo of caring hands even used to appear on the leaflet regarding the complaints procedure for NHS Wales. I was sent such a leaflet after I complained about being assaulted and injured by four Angels in the Hergest Unit, a complaint that was never ever investigated.
To make things even harder for the long-suffering staff of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, the attractive younger patients possessed bodies that poor old Dafydd and a few others just couldn’t resist having sex with…
Baroness Hylton-Foster obviously wanted to move the Angels around so that the good practice could be shared, in the way that by the late 1970s, the paedophiles employed in children’s homes across the UK had all networked together and used to shuttle back and forth between different homes in different regions of the country, forming one big happy family.
Audrey Pellew Hylton-Foster, Baroness Hylton-Foster was the daughter of 1st Viscount Ruffside and Violet Cicely Kathleen Wollaston. She married Sir Harry Braustyn Hylton-Foster, who had started a distinguished career at the Bar, in 1931; they were not blessed with children.
Born in India, the Baroness was educated at St George’s, Ascot and Ivy House, Wimbledon. Both her father and husband served as Speaker of the Commons. Audrey Hylton-Foster first lived at Speaker’s House during her father’s time there, when she went to recover from measles. While she was convalescing she started working for the British Red Cross and this, apart from politics, became her life’s work.
During WWII Audrey was an Angel at St Luke’s Hospital, Chelsea. She cycled ‘thousands of miles’ around London on her Red Cross duties. In 1950 she became Director of the Chelsea division of the British Red Cross. She was at various times President, Chairman and Patron of the London branch. In late 1980 she was acting as consultant at the national HQ.
Audrey’s husband began his political career after World War II. By 1950 he was MP for York. He died in office in 1965, after which she was given a peerage. Despite Audrey’s prior objections to women politicians, she became an active member of the Lords and for many years served as Convenor of the Crossbench peers. Like others who have been of particularly valuable service to abusers in high places, Audrey was appointed a Dame in 1990, being only a Baroness not being sufficient thanks for her contribution.
Audrey Hylton-Foster lived in a converted Coach House on Leith Hill in Surrey. Each year she opened her gardens to the public, in order to raise money for various charities. One year, with help from actress Virginia McKenna, a substantial amount was raised for the Born Free Foundation. Mandy Leigh, one of the most monstrous members of staff at St George’s Hospital Medical School – she who had sex with a Top Doctor in the lab and who participated in ‘research’ which involved decapitating marmosets for no good reason and who of course kept schtum about the serious wrongdoing and harm to patients – was a good friend of Virginia McKenna’s family.
One of Mandy’s many pearls of wisdom was that it was often necessary to lie to patients for their own good. Another pearl was that FGM was best done in Harley Street – Mandy told me this when a Top Doc at St George’s admitted that his mate in Harley Street was performing FGM and I reminded him that it had been illegal for years…
And if marmosets are to be decapitated it’s best done by Mandy Leigh at the London Zoo, after lies have been told to the media about the research having been stopped.
Audrey’s Garden Open Day raised funds for a number of good causes including the British Red Cross, Cancer Research, local schools etc. Who knows, perhaps the Institute of Psychiatry benefited as well and funds were raised for a few more primates to be caged while not very useful experiments were carried out on their brains:
Audrey died in 2002, so she was around to help with the fall-out of the Waterhouse Report.
Of course, after the Ely Hospital Scandal, working parties were set up, along with a system of inspections, so that it could never happen again…
I know someone who was a student psych nurse at Ely Hospital at the time of the scandal. He confirmed that the abuse of patients there was terrible and that he was so outraged at seeing an Angel kicking an elderly man down the corridor that he punched the Angel in the face. When he was older this man qualified as a social worker and worked in north Wales, in the field of mental health. He was responsible for, among other things, sectioning people in Denbigh and training the social workers who later worked with the paedophile gang. He was working as a social work lecturer at Coleg Menai in Bangor at the time of the publication of the Waterhouse Report. On the day after publication this lecturer walked into his class and said ‘One thing that will not be discussed today and never will be discussed is the Waterhouse Report’.
‘We didn’t know.’
Oh yes you bloody well did and what’s more, that particular man knew about Robert Bluglass and his corruption as well because he discussed it with me. Geoff Lees later left his post at Coleg Menai and became the Director of Vale Of Clwyd MIND.
See my post ‘Social Work – Theory’ for details of the level of discussion and some of the comments made by the social work students in that class, nearly all of whom qualified and subsequently joined the paedophiles and their friends of north Wales…
Bea Serota was Chair of the Advisory Council on the Penal System and the first Ombudsman for Local Government. She was a member of the Community Relations Commission, the BBC Complaints Commission and a BBC Governor. She served on the Longford Committee on Crime and on the Latey Committee, which led to the lowering of the age of majority to 18. In the Lords, she was appointed Deputy Speaker in 1985 and then the Principal Deputy Chairwoman of Committees. In 1992 Bea became a Dame as well as a Baroness. By 1992 I and three other witnesses to the crimes of Dafydd et al had been hounded out of our jobs. It was in 1992 that five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed by a firebomb (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’).
Throughout her many years in the Lords, Baroness Dame Serota said nothing about Dafydd and the gang or their associates in other parts of the UK. Dick Crossman spotted real talent there.
Baroness Dame Serota married Stanley Serota, a civil engineer and they had two children. Her son Nicholas became Director of the Tate Gallery and her daughter Judith also pursued a career in the arts. When Nicholas Serota was Director of the Tate, Blair’s mate Richard Rogers was Chairman. Under Serota, the Tate expanded as a result of the conversion of the former Bankside Power Station into Tate Modern, for which the Tate was given £52 million towards. Nicholas I’ve been to the Tate Modern a few times and yes I did enjoy it, but I’m not sure that you should have been given £52 million for it. The current generation of the poor sods of the sort that your mother made a good living out of ignoring probably needed it more. As of 2015, Serota was paid a salary of between £165,000 and £169,999 by the Tate. When Serota was Director of the Tate, he encouraged BP to sponsor the Tate which caused quite an embarrassment at the time of the Deepwater Horizon Oil Spill.
Nicholas Serota is currently Director of Arts Council England.
Previous posts and comments on this blog have mentioned Professor Stuart Stanton, a gynaecologist at St George’s Hospital Medical School who specialised in convincing rich, anxious women that they needed pelvic floor surgery. Stanton was reputed to have made a fortune and was hated and feared by even his colleagues who were facilitating child abuse and people trafficking, so I always wondered what is was that Stanton was up to. The corrupt MSF rep David Hole who spent most of his working day trying to dig up dirt or sensitive info on other people which he could then use against them was really busting a gut in his attempts to find out what Stanton was doing but Stanton’s secretary – who was very much more normal than most of the people employed at St George’s – wasn’t giving anything away, although like everyone else who worked with Stanton, she did used to say ‘God I’d never let him operate on me’.
Stanton went to Israel on a very frequent basis and had mistresses out there, but I’m sure that Stanton wasn’t going all that way just to discuss Uganda. I have received info about Stanton’s dreadful treatment of the ladies in his life, but I’m not publishing any of that because they need to be afforded privacy after falling into the jaws of a shark.
This morning someone sent me a few links which mentioned Stuart Stanton. His name appeared on the 2011 list of Trustees of the Jewish Music Institute. Stanton’s biography which appears on the website of the Jewish Music Institute describes Stanton as:
Professor and Consultant Urogynaecologist now in private and medico-legal practice in Central London. He is also a visiting Professor at Hadassah Hospital (Jerusalem) where he travels every three months to lecture, see patients and operate. He is a founder member of the South London Israel Forum (SLIF) which meets monthly to hear speakers on Middle East politics and Israel’s achievements in the Arts and Sciences, also a Trustee for Hadassah UK and a Patron of the British Friends of Hebrew University.
The Vice-Presidents of the Jewish Music Institute were named as my old mate Michael Grade and dear old Greville Janner.
Stanton also appears on the website of the Jewish Medical Association UK. The section entitled ‘Israeli Medical Students’ tells us about the 2011 Israeli Student Attachment programme and that ‘the past four weeks have been incredible. Dr. Alan Naftalin welcomed us with a lovely dinner at his house and took care of all our needs during our stay. In addition, he made sure we learn a lot about medicine and the way it is practiced in the UK by arranging meetings with well experienced doctors such as Prof. David Katz, Prof. Stuart Stanton and Dr. Mike Peters of the BMA.’
Prof David Katz is an immunologist who used to work at either UCH or the Middlesex, I’ve forgotten which one – I met him in 1987. He was mates with the fraudsters at Royal Postgraduate Medical School/Hammersmith Hospital (see post ‘Interesting Facts’).
The same website tells us that in 2010, ‘The clinical attachment is at Newham University Hospital NHS Trust. Dr Alan Naftalin, Prof Susan Gelding and the educational team at Newham are responsible for the programme. In addition to Newham Hospital several JMA(UK) give them the opportunity to see other aspects of UK medicine. Thus they have also spent time with Prof Michael Baum (breast disease), Prof Atul Mehta at the Royal Free Hospital (Gaucher’s disease and Lysosomal Storage Disease), Prof Anthony Warrens at the Royal London Hospital (paediatric nephrology), and Prof Stuart Stanton (urogynaecology).’
Professor Michael Baum is a cancer surgeon who has a healthy cynicism towards ineffective ‘alternative medicines’, but Baum has never spoken out about the rampant corruption and research fraud among his colleagues which he undoubtedly knows about.
Now, let me clarify. I too believe that cross-national exchanges between students and academics are valuable and I have taken part in them myself. But Stuart Stanton was a Trustee of an organisation which had as Vice-Presidents Michael Grade, who ignored Jimmy Savile and his activities during Grade’s various roles at the BBC and Greville Janner, a man who stood accused of sexually abusing children in care. In the early 1990s, Janner was questioned by police regarding sexual assaults on children and his solicitor Sir David Napley was so certain that Janner would be charged that he retained George Carman. Thus Greville had the same legal team as Jeremy Thorpe did when Thorpe stood trial in 1979 for conspiracy to murder his former gay partner. It has now been admitted that Janner should have been charged and the CPS cannot explain why he wasn’t. Years later Janner was due to face a ‘trial of the facts’ after producing evidence from at least one Top Doctor that he was unfit to stand trial. That trial of the facts took so long to arrive that Janner died before it happened.
Stuart Stanton is a Top Doctor who spent most of his career working at St George’s Hospital Medical School, an institution which was concealing at least two paedophile rings, both of which had links to the ring that Janner was part of in Leicester. The Head of the Dept in which Stanton was employed, Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain, was a key figure in concealing organised abuse. Chamberlain was friends with Ollie Brooke, the Prof of Paediatrics at St George’s, who in 1986 was jailed for the possession of child porn. Brooke was a key figure in a pan-European paedophile ring.
So what is Stanton doing in Israel?
Someone who is now constructed as a UK expert on old age care knows a lot about the abuses of vulnerable people in north Wale – step forward Professor Vanessa Burholt of the Centre for Innovative Ageing at Swansea University. The spiel about Ness on Swansea’s website tells us that:
‘After graduating from the Open University in 1994, Vanessa worked as a researcher at Bangor University while she undertook her PhD. After completing her PhD in 1998, Vanessa became Deputy Director of the Centre for Social Policy Research and Development at Bangor University and in 2004 took over as Director. Vanessa was awarded a personal Chair at Bangor in 2007, and shortly after moved to Swansea University, as Director of the Centre for Innovative Ageing. In 2016 Vanessa was also appointed Director of the pan-Wales Centre for Ageing and Dementia Research.
Vanessa holds a public appointment as the research member of the Ministerial Advisory Forum on Ageing and is co-Chair of My Home Life Cymru. Personal awards include Fellow of the Academy of Social Science and Senior Research Leader for Health and Care Research Wales. In 2015 and 2017 she won the College of Human and Health Science outstanding contribution to research award. She is a member of the ESRC DTC Peer Review College. She sits on the ESRC Grants Assessment Panel C and is member of the Board for Health and Care Research Wales. Vanessa sits on the CHHS Senior Management Board, the Social Care Ethics Committee, and the Research Committee.
Vanessa has worked on and led international and national research projects worth approximately £18M, and has supervised 23 post-graduate students. Her research interests include loneliness, support networks, intergenerational relationships, social exclusion, rurality, migration of older people and attachment to place and she has published more than 50 articles and book chapters on these topics.’
This translates as:
Ness worked at Bangor University throughout the Waterhouse Inquiry into the abuse of children in care, about which no-one knew anything, although Ness’s colleagues facilitated that abuse and ignored all complaints from witnesses and victims. Ness was involved with the School of Psychology, which was led by Professor Fergus Lowe; Fergus and his mistress Pauline Horne built their entire empire by holding everyone who had colluded with Dafydd and the paedophiles over a barrel. Ness was also involved with IMSCaR, a research institute which was Directed by Prof Mark Williams, a clinical psychologist who worked with the paedophile gang and perpetrated the research fraud which was Mindfulness. Bruce Napier, a clinical psychologist who ran away from the Hergest Unit screaming loudly, was subsequently employed at IMSCaR. One of Ness’s mentors in old age care at Bangor University was Professor Bob Woods, the man who ran the clinical psychology programme, which involved students undertaking placements at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh where they witnessed patients being abused and, if they were female students, were sexually harassed and propositioned by Dafydd. Ness knew as well as the rest of north Wales that the care for the elderly in the region, particularly for EMI patients, was so bad that healthcare staff did all they could to find alternative care for their own relatives.
Some 10 years ago, Ness’s PhD supervisor Prof Clare Wenger, who had by then retired, had the misfortune to be admitted to a ward for the elderly at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd. Clare Wenger was so appalled by what she witnessed that she compiled an extensive report, sent it over 100 colleagues and healthcare bodies and appeared in the media. She was denounced by Ysbyty Glan Clwyd as a stuck up old cow. Not one of Clare’s colleagues or students defended her. Ness bagged her job at Swansea and fucked off out of north Wales to become an international expert on old age care. Which was of course what Clare Wenger was. Some years after Clare Wenger was ignored and then trashed when she refused to shut up, the Tawel Fan Scandal blew up on an EMI ward at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd.
‘We’re the paedophiles’ friends and you can’t get us.’
Just how fucking stupid are you all?
‘First they came for the Service Users, And I didn’t speak up because I wasn’t a Service User.’
It was an international trafficking ring. They killed witnesses.
A national emergency has been declared. The National Crime Agency and the Home Secretary Sajid Javid have put out a paedophile alert on the grounds that an estimated 80,000 people constitute an online risk to children – they will leave no stone unturned in their efforts to hunt these people down. Oh don’t bother. The people facilitating it all are sitting in Top Docs surgeries, social service depts, counsellors therapy rooms, in police stations, in the Courts and in Parliament and their activities are no secret. It could have all been stopped thirty years ago when hundreds and hundreds of young people were complaining that they were being threatened, assaulted and sexually abused by the welfare services in north Wales. No-one helped us, no-one. Most of the complainants have since been found dead. Fuck off all of you. Why would anyone believe a word that any of you say?
The Labour Party is now in a state of total civil war. Margaret Hodge is demanding Jezza’s head on a plate for his alleged anti-Semitism and Gordon has joined in the fray, emphasising that there can be no place for hatred within the Labour Party. Everyone involved in this punch-up concealed Dafydd and the gang for years. However, the hyenas can smell Jezza’s blood and so they are circling.
Margaret Hodge will be thinking up her leadership campaign slogan as I write this…
Vote Wisely, Vote Silly – You Know It Makes Nonsense. The Silly Party is committed to: raising unemployment; destroying industry; encouraging naughtiness in high places.
You’ll do a job as good as Thatch, Dame M!
Dame Margaret Hodge, former Leader of Islington Borough Council while Islington children’s homes were infiltrated by a paedophile gang who murdered some of the witnesses:
Brown, who was the subject of a murder attempt:
A Volkswagon Beetle, of the sort that my friend Anne was driving when she was killed:
I’ve got a photo of my friend’s baby who died shortly after birth at the hands of Robert Fox as well, but that’s not publicly available….
My post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’ discussed how Dr Death and the Gang Of Four launched the Limehouse Declaration on 25 Jan 1981 and how all members of the Gang Of Four – Dr Death, Shirl, Woy and Bill Rodgers – were steeped in concealing the organised abuse of vulnerable people and made moves during their careers with the SDP which suggested that they were attempting to build their political fortunes on the continued collusion with organised crime. Dr Death personally knew some of the Top Docs involved in the trafficking ring in north Wales and had worked with the butcher William Sargant when Dr Death was a junior psychiatrist at Tommy’s (see post ‘Dr Death’).
Mary Wynch finally managed to escape from the clutches of Dafydd who had unlawfully arrested and imprisoned her late in 1979 and began legal action. It will have been clear by the end of 1980 that Mary was not going to go away and that Dr Death’s mates in north Wales, along with those who had provided so much help for them, could find themselves in a very difficult position indeed. Furthermore, it would very likely lead to the dominoes toppling over all the way down to Westminster and the London medical establishment, who after all were the big boys protecting Dafydd et al. See posts ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’ and ‘A Few Of The Relevant Politicians Re Mary Wynch’s Case’.
Dr Death led the SDP until 28 Aug 1987, by which time the honeymoon was well and truly over. Bob MacLennan took over as leader after Dr Death departed and remained in post until 1988, serving throughout the negotiations that led to the merger of the SDP with the Liberal Party. MacLennan then became joint interim leader of the new party, initially known as the Social and Liberal Democrats (SLD), later as the Lib Dems.
Robert Adam Ross MacLennan known as Bob MacLennan, is a now a Lib Dem peer. MacLennan was educated at Glasgow Academy; Balliol College, Oxford; Trinity College, Cambridge; and Columbia University, New York City.
In 1966 Bob MacLennan was elected as the Labour MP for Caithness and Sutherland. He served as MP for the constituency – and in 1981 was one of the founder members of the SDP – until 1997, after which, following boundary changes, MacLennan was then the MP for Caitness, Sutherland and Easter Ross until 2001.
MacLennan was a junior Minister in the Labour Gov’t, 1974-79
As SDP Leader in 1988 MacLennan served alongside Liberal Leader David Steel, who concealed Cyril Smith’s sex offending and negotiated with the crooked barrister George Carman QC to keep it out of the national press when it was first reported in an alternative paper in Rochdale, because Jeremy Thorpe was about to stand trial for conspiracy to murder and Steel feared the implosion of the Liberal Party.
MacLennan knew about the sex offending of George Thomas, Greville Janner, Cyril Smith, Jeremy Thorpe and the rest of them, as well as about the dishonesty of those in Wilson’s and Callaghan’s Gov’ts.
MacLennan served as a front bench spokesman for the Liberal Democrats and as their President, 1994-98. MacLennan succeeded Charles Kennedy as President. Charles was drinking himself to death, but this was unacknowledged until it became public knowledge when Charles became Leader of the Lib Dems. When it became clear that Kennedy’s boozing threatened the success of the Party, a ‘Kennedy Must Go’ campaign was launched. Charles Kennedy knew about the likes of Cyril Smith so didn’t cover himself in glory, but had anyone launched a ‘Charles Must Dry Out’ campaign with as much vigour as the ‘Kennedy Must Go’ campaign, Charles Kennedy might not have died an alcoholic’s haemorrhaging death at only 55 yrs old.
MacLennan became a member of the Privy Council in 1997, just after the Waterhouse Inquiry opened and was given his peerage in 2001, the year after the Waterhouse Report was completed.
MacLennan’s father, Sir Hector MacLennan, was a renowned gynaecologist and obstetrician. Sir Hector was President of the Royal Society of Medicine, 1967-69. He died in 1978. The Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives of the Fellows Online’ tells us that Hector was born in Glasgow, went to Glasgow High School and then to Glasgow University and with the exception of a one year residency at the Chelsea Hospital for Women, spent his entire professional life in Glasgow. Hector was a consultant at Glasgow Maternity Hospital and the Victoria Hospital. Hector was President of the Royal College of Obstetricians and Gynaecologists, 1963-66 and was knighted in 1965. Sir Hector was Chairman of the Advisory Committee on the problems of tissue transplantation and intriguingly, the Chairman of the Scottish Tourist Board, 1969-74.
Although Sir Hector was based in Glasgow, he was of sufficient stature to have exerted an influence over medicine across the whole of the UK. He was a member of the GMC, 1965-69, when Gwynne the lobotomist and Dafydd were keeping the victims of a trafficking gang in the dungeon at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. The Ely Hospital Scandal blew up in 1969. Despite the terrible abuse of patients which was revealed – abuse that was later acknowledged as not being a one-off case – no Top Doc faced the GMC. Hector Chaired the Advisory Committee on Distinction Awards, 1971-74. Distinction Awards were the bonuses, the ‘merit awards’ which all consultants used to receive on top of their NHS salaries, but the bonuses varied and those in receipt of the biggest merit awards would double their salaries. Merit awards were hugely controversial, even among conservative Top Docs. It was demonstrated repeatedly that there was huge entrenched discrimination within the system, with women doctors very much less likely to receive the biggest merit awards and graduates of certain medical schools consistently awarded bigger merit awards. The merit awards were considered particularly toxic because they were handed out in complete secrecy and those sitting on the Advisory Committee were allowed to decide on the merit awards given to their personal friends. See post ‘More Alan Bennett’.
Sir Hector would have been well aware of the extensive malpractice which existed in medicine during his career, including that of his colleague Sir Dugald Baird at Aberdeen University aborting en masse the babies of low income women ‘for socio-economic reasons’ when abortion was still illegal under most circumstances (see post ‘Rab, High Table and the Founding Fathers’), the brisk business in unlawful abortions which was taking place at Tommy’s in London (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’), the organised abuse of vulnerable people and of course the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Sir Hector knew Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain, he who experimented upon live late gestation foetuses whom he subsequently killed and who also concealed paedophile gangs in south London and in north Wales (see post ‘Now Then…’).
Sir Hector married a fellow Top Doc, Isabel, who worked in Public Health. So Isabel knew about all the wrongdoing as well.
Bob MacLennan’s siblings were David, Elizabeth and Kenneth. David and Elizabeth were actors and in 1971 David, Elizabeth and Elizabeth’s husband John McGrath founded the Scottish left-wing agitprop theatre group 7:84 and in 1978 David created the influential Wildcat Stage Productions (with Dave Anderson). David MacLennan worked with these two companies for most of his life.
John McGrath was from an Irish Catholic background, was born in Birkenhead and educated in Mold, north Wales and at St John’s College, Oxford. McGrath was a very big name in theatre and was universally known in leftie luvvie circles. During the 1960s and 70s McGrath worked for the BBC, including as a writer/director for ‘Z cars’ and ‘Play for Today’. He also worked in film, including with Ken Russell. McGrath’s initiatives lost Arts Council funding in the 1990s, it was believed for political reasons. The McGrath’s house at Earl’s Court was host to many socialist luvvies who discussed the revolution while they ignored a big slurry pit.
Detail from the front cover of the programme for McGrath’s ‘A Satire of the Four Estaites’ (1996), showing Amy Trompetter’s drawing of the costume for Gloria Cupsize:
John McGrath never managed a play about his father-in-law’s colleagues forcing disadvantaged youngsters into the line of work pursued by Gloria Cupsize or his brother-in-law in politics concealing the serious crimes that were being committed to keep a lid on it all.
‘We didn’t know.’
The Lord MacLennan of Rogart
Lord MacLennan of Varying Cupsizes was the Lib Dem’s Cabinet Office and Scotland spokesman in the Lords until 2015.
I mentioned in a comment following my post ‘Remember Girls – Never Get Into A Car With A Stranger!’ that after reading more about Tony Benn I thought that it is likely that Benn was recruited by the British security services as a young man and I wondered why they had allowed him to become marginalised and kicked about by old gits like Denis Healey who were also working for the security services. The security services seemed to have recruited a lot of people with Benn’s profile from his generation – Oxbridge-educated left leaning academically able young men. Tony Benn studied at New College, Oxford which was a security services recruiting ground for a very long while, that is where they snared Peter Mandelson (see post ‘A Study Of Tyranny’). Benn then worked for the BBC at a time when virtually everyone there was working for the security services.
Tony Benn was the MP for Bristol South East, 1963-83 and a member of Harold Wilson’s Gov’t. Wilson surrounded himself with crooks and Benn will have known that. Benn also knew of the other outrages under Wilson’s and Callaghan’s administrations, such as the Home Office concealing terrible corruption and Leo Abse busting a gut to get the Children Act 1975 on the statute books, which gave Dafydd and the gang a real boost, as it resulted in hundreds of children being handed over to them (see post ‘Cry The Beloved Country’).
Tony Benn was famous for becoming increasingly left wing as he got older and by the time that the Windbag was in the ascendant, Benn was in a state of all-out civil war with people like Healey. Tony Benn may have led People’s Marches under banners, enjoyed pots of tea with all sorts of people and socked it to the old farts at the Labour conferences which is what made him so attractive to lefties of my generation, but until he died he too remained silent about the organised abuse of vulnerable people by the welfare services, including the Westminster Paedophile Ring. I wrote to Tony Benn about the mental health services in north Wales when he was older but still politically active and made it clear that I had evidence of the most serious abuse of patients and organised crime. Tony wrote back saying simply ‘Sorry but disability is not my area’. I wrote to him on the advice of a disability campaigner who told me that Tony Benn had a very good reputation on disability campaigning.
Shortly after I wrote to him, Tony Benn turned up in Caernarfon to give a public lecture, one of my friends went to listen to him. So Tony Benn knew that Gwynedd existed then…
When I wrote to Tony Benn, I hadn’t read his diaries, so I was unaware of the very close relationship that he and his family had with St Thomas’s Hospital. They really loved old Wedgie Benn at Tommy’s, it was his second home. Tommy’s is the most elite of all the London hospitals. Many of Tommy’s medical students are from titled families who fancy dabbling in medicine for a while and it is the Top Docs from Tommy’s who are most likely to be those who are raking it in from Harley Street practices. Tommy’s was also the biggest, most powerful medical establishment umbrella that Dafydd had. Dafydd’s old mate Professor Jim Watson from the Maudsley went on to run a sex therapy practice at St George’s Hospital Medical School when St George’s was colluding with Dafydd’s gang in north Wales and a linked gang in south London and after that Jim Watson rocked up at Guy’s and Tommy’s – the two institutions had merged – and ran a sex therapy clinic there (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’).
Dr Death is a Tommy’s graduate and a former Tommy’s Top Doc. George Osborne’s psychiatrist brother Adam, who was struck off for selling class A drugs and for having sex with a patient and then threatening her into silence, is also a Tommy’s graduate. Ed Miliband’s Uncle Harry had a Chair at Guy’s and Tommy’s.
Tommy’s concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring and since I began this blog I have been told that there is a great deal of shagging between Westminster/Whitehall figures and Tommy’s staff. None of that lot are going to fall out with Tommy’s in the light of the huge numbers of heavy drinking, ageing, overweight unfit politicians who fear that they could keel over at any point. Add to that the picture of Westminster painted during Nigel Evans’s trial for multiple sexual assaults, during which one witness who was a Parliamentary researcher agreed that he did find a totally bladdered Nigel’s hands down the front of his trousers in a Commons bar, but that was just ‘crazy, crazy Westminster’, it was nothing unusual at all.
Are they really going to grass up the corrupt Top Docs of Tommy’s when they might need to drop in for a stomach pump or a shot of penicillin at any time?
Tony Benn’s Bristol seat disappeared in 1983 as a result of boundary changes. I’m sure that won’t have been accidental, appointments to the Boundary Commission are highly political. Sir Ronald Waterhouse was a Boundary Commissioner and Professor Eric Sunderland was appointed to the body in time for him to agree that Clwyd County Council should disappear in a puff of smoke days after the Jillings Report into the serious abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council was submitted in 1996 (see previous posts).
After Bristol South East disappeared, Tony Benn lost to Michael Cocks in the selection of a Labour candidate to stand in the new winnable seat of Bristol South. Rejecting offers from the new seat of Livingston in Scotland, Benn contested Bristol East, losing to the Tory’s Conservative’s Jonathan Sayeed in June 1983.
Tony Benn wasn’t in the wilderness for long. On 1 March 1984, Benn was elected as Labour MP for Chesterfield and were they glad to see him. Chesterfield had been held by Eric Varley since 1964, but in 1983 Varley suddenly stood down to become Chairman of Coalite plc.
Eric Varley was an NUM-sponsored MP. Tony Benn was friends with Arthur Scargill, who in turn was friends with Michael Mansfield QC, who was one of many ‘radical lawyers’ who kept quiet about Dafydd and the gang (see previous posts). Varley was on the right of the Labour Party, was PPS to Harold Wilson, 1968-69, Secretary of State for Energy and then Secretary of State for Industry. Varley led Denis Healey’s campaign for the Labour Leadership in 1980.
Varley was given a peerage in 1990. His name was in the news again last year when Gerald Kaufman died and it was discovered that Kaufperson had left absolutely everything in his will to Eric Varley – an expensive property in St John’s Wood (Ronnie Waterhouse lived in St John’s Wood and was a leading light in the St John’s Wood Society), all his dosh, absolutely everything. Varley though had died seven years previously – Kaufman had made the will when Varley was still alive and hadn’t updated it. As with a lot of politicians who remain in the Commons into old age, the media have for the last few years been rather kinder to Kaufman than they used to be. We have been reminded that it was Kaufman who called the Labour manifesto of 1983 ‘the longest suicide note in history’ and Kaufman has been portrayed as a voice of reason during the years of the loony left and Michael Foot. Which is interesting because I remember Kaufman insulting people, upsetting them, really pissing everyone off and being considered an oily git who couldn’t be trusted.
Eric Varley and Kaufperson would never have wanted to do any favours for Tony Benn.
Chesterfield is in Derbyshire and Derbyshire was the location of a paedophile gang closely linked with Dafydd’s gang in north Wales/Cheshire. There was an exchange of abusive children’s home staff between north Wales and Derbyshire, as well as of other ‘professionals’. John Jillings, who Chaired the Jillings Investigation into the abuse of children in care in Clwyd from 1974 onward, was the former Director of Social Services for Derbyshire. Jillings’ Report was damning – although thanks to the legal advice to Municipal Mutual, Clwyd’s insurers, from Cherie’s mate Michael Beloff QC, no-one saw the Jillings Report for almost 20 yrs and even then it was so heavily redacted that it was almost meaningless (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’). However it was known that Jillings stated that very serious abuse of children had occurred in Clwyd and that the organised abuse probably reached back as far as the 1940s/50s. Jillings flatly refused to comment upon whether he thought that there was a paedophile ring in operation.
By the time that Eric Varley suddenly decided that his future lay as Chairman of Coalite plc and it was time to make a space for a man whom he loathed to return to the Commons, Mary Wynch had begun her legal action against Dafydd and the gang and was well on her way to the Master of The Rolls to receive her history-making judgement (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’). Brown and I had just begun to raise concerns about what was happening in the Student Health Centre at Bangor University and Alison Taylor had dared raise her worries about the treatment of children in care in north Wales, but only by then within Gwynedd Social Services.
If Mary, Alison, Brown and I were to be listened to, things could unravel very quickly indeed for the whole of the medical establishment and Parliament…
Tony Benn was needed in Derbyshire, but he didn’t move house. He carried on living in London, popping in to his good mates at Tommy’s just down the road…
Tony Benn held his seat at Chesterfield until 2001, when he famously stepped down to ‘spend more time in politics’. Benn stayed in the Commons which he found so stifling and frustrating until the Waterhouse Report had been submitted to Gov’t and the yells of ‘massive cover-up’ had died down and the press had lost interest.
Benn was President of the ‘Stop the War Coalition’ from 2001 until his death in 2014.
Tony Benn was the devoted husband of Caroline, an Americal lawyer who was, like Benn, from a privileged background. Caroline, like Shirl, was a campaigner for comprehensive education. She was a member of ILEA, 1970-77, when ILEA were colluding with the abuse of children from London boroughs who had been sent to children’s homes in north Wales; an ILEA Governor at Imperial College, an institution which concealed the Top Docs who colluded with the abuse and trafficking of vulnerable people and a tutor at the OU, another institution which colluded with organised abuse. Caroline was President of the Socialist Education Association.
The Benns’ son Hilary was a Cabinet Minister in Blair’s Gov’t and their daughter Melissa bangs on in ‘The Guardian’ about the wonders of comprehensive schools.
I don’t mind that the Benns were ‘hard left’ or born into privilege. I do not believe that all privileged people are evil hypocrites and I don’t believe that the ‘hard left’ are a threat to civilization. But I do believe that the Benns were prepared to see me die and did see others like me die because they were not prepared to take on the organised crime that had come to dominate medicine.
Do us a favour Hilary and Melissa, just fuck off.
By the way, a name I haven’t mentioned yet, someone who not only knew what happened to me in north Wales but who knew about the abuse and deaths of patients in the University Hospital of Wales, Cardiff, which she witnessed as a medical student and as a junior doctor – Clare Cheek. Now a consultant surgeon in, I think, Herefordshire. Time to speak up Clare?
I mentioned in a previous post that when I was young I was keen on a comic called ‘Bunty’ which was substantially composed of stories of girls in boarding schools tackling serious organised crime. Along the top of the pages featuring the crime-cracking school girls were words of advice to the readers which frequently included ‘Remember girls – never get into a car with a stranger!’. The ‘Bunty’ readers were sadly never warned against people traffickers who doubled up as Top Doctors, but then the criminals in ‘Bunty’, as with the criminals in Enid Blyton stories, were always a bit working class. The likes of Professor Oliver Brooke or his lawyers never got a look in.
Sadly, girls growing up in the 1970s were expected to graduate from ‘Bunty’ to a sickening publication called ‘Jackie’, which was the best-selling teenaged girls’ magazine at the time. I spent my teenage years sneering at ‘Jackie’ and I was lucky enough to have a close friend who also found ‘Jackie’ deeply vomit-inducing, with its advice on shaving one’s legs and armpits and reminding one that the most important thing in the world was gaining the approval of a 14 year old boy. My mate and I would sit in the classroom at school in the morning just before formal lessons began on the day that the latest issue of ‘Jackie’ would be available and just about every other girl in the room would have their nose stuck in ‘Jackie’. Years later I read Angela McRobbie’s work – which I think was based on her PhD thesis – ‘Jackie, A Study of Adolescent Femininity’, which very effectively analysed the toxic messages conveyed to girls by that publication. It was also more recently admitted that the notorious problem page in ‘Jackie’, the Cathy and Claire page, while only publishing readers letters which were concerned with a crush on a teacher or a drip of a boy whom the reader was too shy to approach, was receiving letters from girls who were being sexually exploited or who were suicidal but there was a policy of ignoring those letters. They were deemed ‘unsuitable’ for inclusion in the magazine and furthermore no-one even replied to those letters privately. I was interested to hear about this, because my anti-Jackie friend and I used to discuss the possibility that people with serious problems were writing into ‘Jackie’ but were being ignored.
For many years the Editor of ‘Jackie’ was Nina Myscow, who later found fame and fortune writing offensive things in the tabloids and insulting the wanna-be acts on ‘New Faces’. Perhaps Nina could let us know if those desperate readers whom we now know wrote to Cathy and Claire after being sexually assaulted named their assailants and if so were any of the people named known to the public as celebs?
The one thing that I did get wrong about ‘Jackie’ was my belief that it had a predominantly working-class readership. Because of the staggeringly bad ‘careers advice’ dispensed by Jackie – when girls wrote in expressing an interest in vet science or medicine they were always reminded that you had to be ‘ever so clever to do that’ and it was suggested that they should think about secretarial work or nursing instead, with no consideration at all that some of the readers will have been capable of achieving the A levels necessary – I presumed that ‘Jackie’ was aimed at girls in the sort of school that I attended, but I later found out that it did have a readership among girls who’s parents had professional jobs as well.
Recent revelations about the sexual exploitation of teenagers – boys as well as girls – over the past decades by people involved with the pop music industry makes ‘Jackie’ and other teen magazines of the recent past even more worrying in terms of their uncritical promotion of an industry which was grossly abusing people whom those magazines were targeting. One reason why Jimmy Savile was considered untouchable was that he was running a racket in which youngsters were being procured for the sexual use of ‘VIPs’. ‘VIPs’ including everyone from politicians to people involved with the music industry. Dafydd’s gang in north Wales, which had links to Savile, served the same purpose. The trade in young people for the music industry went back years, before the early 1960s, which was how Savile became so influential, he pioneered it.
My post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’ mentioned the paedophile/trafficking ring in Leicester and the fact that Lord Robert Kilpatrick, the Dean of Leicester Medical School, colluded with it. Kilpatrick’s wiki entry says very little about him, despite him having been such a big name in the medical establishment for so many years, so I haven’t previously blogged much about him. However Kilpatrick’s 2015 obituary published by ‘The Scotsman’ tells us more.
According to ‘The Scotsman’ Robert Kilpatrick was a ‘much-respected reforming’ President of the GMC, 1989–95 and ‘was instrumental in encouraging doctors at all levels to listen to their patients’. Kilpatrick was such a reforming President that the GMC continued to fail to take any action at all against Dafydd et al or indeed Harold Shipman and were also in possession of a forged document purporting to be a letter from me after Kilpatrick had done all that reforming (see post ‘The General Medical Council And Yet Another Forged Document’).
In 1993 Kilpatrick published the first ‘Tomorrow’s Doctors’ report, which provided a universal curriculum for medical students, ‘recommending a greater emphasis on clinical and practical experience’, which ‘influenced medical training worldwide’. So what went wrong?
‘The Scotsman’ assures us that Kilpatrick was a ‘towering figure in UK medicine’, serving ‘with distinction’ as Dean of Sheffield Medical School, 1970-73, Dean of Leicester Medical School, 1973-89 as well as President of the GMC and of the BMA. So after concealing the paedophile gang that was operating in Yorkshire, in which Savile played a key role, Kilpatrick graduated to concealing the gang in Leicester which obviously had Leicester Medical School eating out of its hand from the day that the Medical School was established in Leicester University, which had been colluding with the gang for years (see post ‘Gwlad y Menig Gwynion’).
Finlay Scott was the GMC’s Chief Executive during Kilpatrick’s years and told ‘The Scotsman’ that: ‘Robert was an outstanding clinician and President of the GMC. It was his energy and drive that got the legislation through Parliament on performance procedures in the profession’.
Robert Kilpatrick was born to a miner working in the Fife coal fields. He was a ‘star pupil’ at Buckhaven High School and at 16 he won a scholarship to Edinburgh University to read medicine. Being less privileged than many of his peers, he had to partly support himself and worked as a potato gauger and in local factories in the vacations. Kilpatrick was awarded a Rockefeller Fellowship at Harvard. He returned to the UK in 1955, was appointed senior lecturer at Sheffield University and then became Dean of the Medical School. Kilpatrick was the first Dean of Leicester Medical School, ‘where his pioneering spirit and thirst to educate and improve methods were immediately recognised’. He turned ‘the fledgling school into a major force in the profession and it was soon hailed internationally’. I wonder how Kilpatrick achieved that then?
Even more intriguingly, Kilpatrick ‘introduced a highly innovative medical course and through persuasion and charm found the funding to support the programmes.’ So someone gave him dosh as well!
‘Over the ten years of his stewardship he furthered the role of research…and improved patient care in all the Leicester hospitals’. So that’s why the recent explosion involving Dr Bawa-Gharba and the death of her young patient revealed massive lethal failings throughout Leicester Royal Infirmary and negligence so serious that staff too frightened to be identified have stated that the hospital has been dangerous for many years but that this has been concealed (see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’).
Kilpatrick became ‘so esteemed within the medical profession that he sat on several important advisory commissions. In 1989 he left Leicester to assume the post of president of the GMC’. Dr James Earp of the Towers Hospital Leicester concealed the criminality of Dafydd et al in the autumn of 1987 (see post ‘An Expert From England’). In 1989 the then biggest ever investigation into institutionalised child abuse was launched in Leicestershire. In April 1990 Leicestershire social worker Frank Beck was arrested for sexual misconduct in Leicestershire children’s homes during the 1970s and 1980s. Beck spent the next eighteen months on remand and on 29 November 1991, following an eleven-week trial at the Leicester Crown Court, Beck was sentenced to five life-terms for sexual and physical assaults against more than one hundred children in his care. He was sentenced to a further twenty-four years on seventeen charges of abuse, including rape.
In their book, Abuse of Trust, Mark D’Arcy and Paul Gosling suggest that in 1977, Beck and a co-worker, Colin Fiddaman, killed a 12-year-old boy, Simon O’Donnell, by throttling him whilst he was being sexually abused, though the subsequent inquest into O’Donnell’s death concluded that the boy had committed suicide after running away from a children’s home run by Beck. In 1998, a former resident, Peter Bastin, stated that he witnessed Beck and Fiddaman removing what he believed to be O’Donnell’s body from the home on the night before the child was found dead in a local factory. In the same year, Bastin was awarded a rumoured £50,000 compensation for the abuse and suffering he received from Beck.
Frank Beck maintained that he was innocent and had been fitted up. Beck was planning an appeal against his conviction when he was found dead in Whitemoor Prison on 31 May 1994. By 1994 the North Wales Police’s investigation into the abuse of children in care in north Wales had concluded, finding ‘no evidence’ of a paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire and the Jillings Investigation into the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council had been launched in Jan 1994.
Some children who had been in care in Leicestershire who named Frank Beck as their abuser also named Beck’s friend, the Labour MP for Leicester North West, 1970-74 and Leicester West, 1974-97, Greville Janner. Janner denied everything. He was interviewed by the police in 1990 in the presence of his solicitor Sir David Napley, who was so certain that Janner would be charged that Napley retained George Carman QC. Napley and Carman had successfully defended Jeremy Thorpe, the Leader of the Liberal Party, when he stood trial for conspiracy and incitement to kill his former gay partner Norman Scott (see post ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’). Janner wasn’t charged, although years later the CPS admitted that there was sufficient evidence to charge him and no-one could explain why he hadn’t been charged. Frank Beck was elected as a Liberal Party Councillor for Blaby District Council in 1983 and successfully defended his seat in 1987. Nigel Lawson was the Tory MP for Blaby, 1974-92 and was a Cabinet Minister in Thatcher’s Gov’t while Sir Peter Morrison, who was molesting children in care in north Wales, Cheshire and other locations, held a number of different roles in that Gov’t.
The Frank Beck case led to the Kirkwood Inquiry, Chaired by Andrew Kirkwood QC. Sittings were held in secret to protect innocent third parties, but not all evidence was released to the public. Kirkwood also held a meeting with Greville Janner in private and an agreement was made that Janner’s name would not appear in the Report. The Kirkwood Inquiry reported in 1993, was strongly critical of the management of Leicestershire Social Services during the 1970s and 1980s and of the conduct of several key managers as well as of the police. The Top Doctors were not criticised although it was known that mental health treatment of youngsters in care in Leicestershire had consisted of Top Docs having meetings with social workers not the children and advising the social workers on how to handle those terribly difficult children. Frank Beck abused children while giving them ‘therapy’. Before Beck was convicted, two Directors of Social Services for Leicestershire, Dorothy Edwards and Brian Rice, gave Beck glowing testimonials and references.
It was while Frank Beck was held on remand that I was forced out of my job at St George’s Hospital Medical School and told by Professor Nigel Eastman, who was providing a ‘second opinion’ on me, to go back to north Wales. In the spring and summer of 1990 and winter and spring of 1991 there were a number of attempts by Dafydd and the gang in north Wales to imprison me on the basis of their perjury. The Assistant Director of Gwynedd Social Services, Rob Evans, who was responsible for children’s homes in Gwynedd and then mental health services, trained as a social worker after studying Social Sciences at Leicester University in the mid-1970s (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’).
Richard Webster, who rubbished Alison Taylor (see post ‘Cottaging At Castle Gate’ and ‘Heart Of Darkness’) and maintained that allegations of a paedophile ring in north Wales were a result of mass hysteria and false memory syndrome, said very similar things about the allegations of serious abuse of children in Leicestershire.
Meanwhile Robert Kilpatrick developed a ‘towering reputation’ after his huge successes at Leicester Medical School. ‘The Scotsman’ tells us that Kilpatrick’s ‘earnest desire to raise the profile and expertise of the profession never ceased. Many colleagues recall how he had the knack of choosing the right Whitehall mandarin to approach. With his erudite and compelling manner (always free of medical jargon) he delivered his case which was listened to by ministers and their advisers. Baroness Jay, the Labour leader in the Lords, spoke for many when she said: ‘Sir Robert has been generous with his time and most courteous in answering detailed questions. In a way this bill is his Private Member’s Bill.’
Kilpatrick knew that he was on to a winner with Baroness Jay then. Baroness Jay began life as Margaret Callaghan, the daughter of Jim Callaghan, the former PM. Jim and Audrey Callaghan both concealed and colluded with the organised abuse of children (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’). Margaret Jay is a graduate of Somerville College, Oxford – like Thatch and Shirl – and between 1965 and 1977 Jay held production posts within the BBC. She then became a journalist on ‘Panorama’, Thames TV’s ‘This Week’ and presented the BBC 2 series ‘Social History of Medicine’. Elwyn Parry Jones, a paedophiles’ friend who grew up in Llangollen, worked as a journo for the BBC for years and was Deputy Editor of ‘Panorama’, 1977-85 (see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’).
Margaret Jay ‘has a strong interest in health issues’, notably as a campaigner on HIV/AIDS. Jay was a founder Director of the National Aids Trust in 1987 and is also a Patron of Help the Aged. Between 1994 and 1997, Baroness Jay was the Chairman of the charity Attend (then the National Association of Hospital and Community Friends). In 2003, she was elected Vice-President of Attend.
After Blair’s General Election victory in 1997, Jay became Health Spokesman and Minister for Women in the House of Lords. From 1998 she was Leader of the Lords. Jay retired from active politics in 2001. Among the numerous non-executive roles that she has taken on since retiring from politics, Jay was a non-executive Director of BT Group. She was Co-chair of the cross-party Iraq Commission (along with Tom King and Paddy Ashdown) which was established by the Foreign Policy Centre think-tank and Channel 4.
Margaret Jay’s first husband Peter Jay was a friend of Dr Death and it was Dr Death who, in his capacity as Foreign Secretary, gave Peter Jay a job as Ambassador to the US. Peter Jay’s mother Margaret (Peggy) Jay was a member of the GLC, so she will have known about the abuse of kids in boroughs such as Islington, Lambeth and Hackney as well as the abuse of kids from London Boroughs who were sent to children’s homes in north Wales.
While in the USA, in 1979, Baroness Jay had an affair with the journo who exposed Watergate, Carl Bernstein. The Baroness didn’t think to ask Bernstein to expose the role that her own parents had in colluding with the sexual exploitation of kids in care then. Not one to be outdone, Peter Jay then had an affair with the family’s nanny, fathering a child in the process. Peter originally denied paternity, but I don’t know whom he tried to blame. The Jays divorced in 1986 and the Baroness lived for a while with the Cambridge economist Robert Neild. In 1994, the Baroness married Top Doctor AIDS specialist Michael Adler, who had been Chair of the National AIDS Trust when she was its Director. Neither Adler or the Baroness have acknowledged that many of the young men who died of AIDS in the late 1980s/1990s were rent boys who had been kids in care forced into sex work (see post ‘Apocalypse Now’).
No wonder everyone ‘listened to’ Robert Kilpatrick. Kilpatrick became Lord Kilpatrick in Feb 1996. William Hague announced the North Wales Child Abuse Inquiry on 17 June 1996, although Sir Ronnie Waterhouse seemed to know that he would be Chairing that Inquiry during 1995.
The Baroness Jay of Paddington:
The Lord Lawson of Blaby
The Lord Janner of Braunstone
Marion Janner OBE with her ‘support dog’ Buddy, to whom Marion believes that she gave birth (see post ‘Have The Lambs Stopped Screaming?’)
The Royal College of Psychiatrists and the King’s Fund are as deluded as Marion – they think that Marion has ‘transformed patient care’ in her capacity as a mental health campaigner. Somehow Marion has managed to adopt two learning disabled children, as well as give birth to that dog.
Robert Kilpatrick’s superhuman qualities knew no limits. His ‘constant activity’ was achieved despite Kilpatrick suffering from type-I diabetes. He ‘regularly had to inject insulin but he followed a strict exercise regime and walked everywhere, both in London and Edinburgh’. Kilpatrick retired to a house in Edinburgh from where he made occasional trips to London to speak in the Lords, principally arguing against euthanasia, although Kilpatrick knew that witnesses to the wrongdoing of Dafydd et al were being unlawfully denied NHS care for life-threatening conditions.
Kilpatrick was a keen golfer throughout his life. He was a member of Edinburgh’s New Club as well as a member of the Royal & Ancient, ‘which he loved for its friendship and tradition’. The Royal and Ancient Golf Club is now known as the The R&A. The Royal and Ancient had a male-only membership policy, this must have been one of the traditions which so endeared it to Kilpatrick. In 2012, former British PM Gordon Brown called on the club to abandon this tradition in favour of a non-discriminatory policy, as did Louise Richardson, the Principal and VC of the University of St Andrews. Louise Richardson was the first female VC of St Andrews, which caused a problem because the Royal and Ancient refused to let her cross their threshold what with her being in possession of ovaries, yet another tradition of the Royal and Ancient being that the VC of St Andrews should play a high profile role in the club. The policy was changed, along with the name of the club.
Professor Robert Bluglass, who concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the gang in the summer of 1989 (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’), was a student at St Andrews and is a leading light in their alumni network. It was in 1989 that the police investigation into child abuse in Leicestershire was launched and that was the year in which dear old Kilpatrick, being so esteemed, left his job of running Leicester Medical School to take up the office of Chair of the GMC.
Bluglass quaffing champagne at an Old Warwickians’ dinner:
Lord Robert Kilpatrick in ermines:
In February 2015 The R&A’s first female honorary members were announced. They included Princess Anne. In 2015, Lady Angela Bonallack became the first woman to take part in a match as a member of the club; specifically, she was the first woman to play in the club’s annual match against the Links Trust. Lady Bonallack seems to have been granted this honour as a result of being married to Sir Michael Bonallack, Secretary of The Royal and Ancient Golf Club of St Andrews, 1983-99 and Captain from 1999-2000. Sir Michael has also been President of the Golf Club Managers’ Association, 1974–84, Chairman of the PGA of Great Britain and Ireland, 1976–81, Chairman of the Golf Foundation, 1977–82 and President of the English Golf Union, 1982. He is the current President of the British and International Golf Greenkeepers Association (BIGGA) and also served as President of the One Armed Golfers Society, the Professional Golfers Association of Europe and as Chairman of the advisory committee for the Official World Golf Rankings. Sir Michael is also President of the National Association of Public and Proprietary Golf Courses (NAPGC).
Michael Bonallack was given a knighthood in 1998. Presumably for services to golf-playing protectors of sex traffickers and paedophiles. In 1972, Bonallack was given the Bob Jones Award, the highest honour given by the United States Golf Association in recognition of distinguished sportsmanship in golf. He is a member of Augusta National Golf Club and was inducted into the World Golf Hall of Fame in 2000.
Here’s The R&A clubhouse. It beats the shack which doubles up as the clubhouse of the Bangor Golf Club, of which so many of the associates of Dafydd’s gang are members (see previous posts):
Frank Beck’s seemingly bomb-proof invincibility saw him fend off a continued escalation of complaints about him abusing youngsters, until finally, in March 1986, his career in Leicestershire was ended by a complaint of sexual abuse made by two male residential social workers who claimed that Beck had made advances toward them during staff supervision sessions. This time, Beck was suspended from duty and he subsequently handed in his resignation rather than subject himself to investigations under the Council’s protracted disciplinary procedures and risk dismissal.
As the complaints rolled in about Beck, a senior solicitor for Islington Borough Council called Keith Vaz decided that he’d quite like to be the Labour MP for Leicester East and he was selected as the prospective Labour candidate for that constituency in 1985. At that time Vaz found a job as a solicitor at the Leicester City Council-funded Belgrave Law Centre. When Vaz worked for Islington Council, there had been a paedophile ring operating in the Council’s children’s homes. Before working for Islington, Vaz was employed as a solicitor to Richmond-upon-Thames Borough Council, while there was a paedophile gang operating in Richmond-upon-Thames. Vaz was elected as Labour MP for Leicester East in June 1987.
Vaz was recently placed under investigation by Parliament as a result of his shenanigans involving rent boys and the attempted procuring of drugs while he passed himself off as a washing machine salesman. The investigation was suspended when Vaz produced medical evidence from a Top Doctor.
My post ‘Radical Leicester And Some Other Free Radicals’ mentioned that while the welfare services ran a paedophile gang in Leicestershire, Sue Townsend, the staunch socialist, supporter of the NHS and chronicler of teenage angst that caught the hearts of the nation in the form of the Adrian Mole books, lived in Leicester and rented out rather poor properties which were never maintained to her tenants for rather high rents. Townsend was from Leicester, left school at 14 and worked in a series of casual poorly paid jobs. She married young and had three children by the time that she was 23, at which point her marriage ended and she became a single parent, enduring the hardship which she later wrote about at every opportunity.
Legend according to Sue states that one day her 13 year old son asked why they didn’t go to safari parks at weekends ‘like other families’ and that it was this comment which began her writing that evolved into the Adrian Mole books, looking at life through the eyes of a teenager. Townsend then chose to ‘research the world of teenagers’ and started attending youth clubs as a volunteer organiser, which led to her training as a youth worker. She won’t have been able to have avoided knowing what was happening to teenagers in care in Leicester. While employed as a supervisor at an adventure playground, Townsend went on a canoeing course and met her second husband Colin Broadway. Their relationship took a while to get off the ground because Colin was married to someone else so Sue didn’t speak to him. She obviously didn’t keep her legs crossed for ever though, because Colin was the father of her fourth child, Elizabeth. Subsequently, Townsend became pregnant twice more, underwent abortions, but later realised that abortions were ‘wrong’ so wrote about that as well.
Colin encouraged Townsend to join a writers’ group at the Phoenix Theatre, Leicester, in 1978, when she was in her early thirties. Initially ‘too shy to speak’, she did not write anything for six weeks, but was then given a fortnight to write a play. This became the thirty-minute drama Womberang (1979), set in the waiting room of a gynaecology department. At the Phoenix, Shy Sue who couldn’t speak or write became the writer-in-residence and ‘Womberang’ subsequently won the 1981 Thames Television playwright award.
During her time at the Phoenix, Shy Sue was mentored by several theatre directors including Ian Giles and principally Sue Pomeroy who commissioned and directed a number of her plays. Townsend was also introduced to William Ash, then Chairman of the Soho Poly (now Soho Theatre), who also played a significant part in shaping Townsend’s early career. Bill Ash was a lifelong friend of Tony Benn and co-founded the Communist Party of Great Britain, which numbered among its members a great many people who knew about Dafydd and the gang in north Wales, as well as other organised sexual exploitation gangs, including the one in Leicestershire (see previous posts). Shy Sue met writer-director Carole Hayman ‘on the stairs of the Soho Poly theatre’ and went on to develop many theatre pieces with her and they later co-wrote two television series.
At the time of writing the first Adrian Mole book, Townsend was living on the Eyres Monsell Estate, near the house in which playwright Joe Orton was brought up. Joe Orton came from Saffron Lane, a disadvantaged part of Leicester who’s residents were considerably stigmatised and known by other people as ‘Saffs’. It was the Saffs who got it in the neck from the likes of Frank Beck and the Social Services. The Eyres Monsell ward is adjacent to Blaby, which is where Frank Beck was a Councillor.
Joe Orton used to comment that he was never allowed to forget that he came from the gutter. Joe Orton was gay and famously promiscuous from a very young age. He died at the age of 34 in 1967 when his partner Kenneth Halliwell bludgeoned Joe to death with a hammer at their home in Islington before killing himself with an overdose of Nembutal, or at least that is what the official story was. There are many aspects of the account which don’t quite add up and Joe and Kenneth will also have known the identities of some people involved in the gay/rent boy scene who really did not ever want that involvement becoming public (see post ‘Radical Leicester And Some Other Free Radicals’).
The first two published stories of Townsend’s appeared in a short-lived arts’ journal entitled ‘magazine’, in the editing and production of which Townsend was involved, featuring the character then still called Nigel Mole. Actor Nigel Bennett, a graduate of the University of Wales, had given Shy Sue ‘help and encouragement’ to persist with the work and sent the script to John Tydeman, the Deputy Head of BBC Radio Drama. The character first came to national awareness in a single radio play, The Diary of Nigel Mole, Aged 13¼, broadcast by BBC Radio 4 on New Year’s Day 1982.
John Tydeman was Deputy Head, Radio Drama at the BBC from 1979 and then Head of BBC Radio Drama, 1986-94. He joined BBC Radio Drama in 1960 and was responsible for commissioning and directing the early plays of Joe Orton and Tom Stoppard. Tydeman had introduced the theatrical agent Peggy Ramsay to Joe Orton. After Peggy Ramsay died in 1991, Tydeman became a Trustee for the Peggy Ramsay Foundation, leading to his continued support for new writing after he left the BBC, particularly through administering the Foundation’s annual grant to the Pearson Playwright’s Scheme, originally the Thames Television Theatre Writers Scheme, of which dear old Shy Sue had been a beneficiary…
Someone at the publishers Methuen heard the Radio 4 Nigel Mole broadcast and commissioned Townsend to write the first Mole book, The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole, Aged 13¾, which came out in September 1982. The publisher insisted on the change of name because of the similarity to Nigel Molesworth, the schoolboy character who was a 1950s version of Adrian Mole, created by Ronald Searle and Geoffrey Willans. A month after Shy Sue’s book’s appearance it had topped the best seller list and had sold a million copies after a year. Adapted as a play, the stage version premiéred in Leicester and ran at Wyndham Theatre for more than two years.
The Growing Pains of Adrian Mole (1984) was reputedly based on Townsend’s children’s experiences at a comprehensive school in Leicester in the early 1980s. My post ‘Radical Leicester and Some More Free Radicals’ describes how people in teaching, teacher training and education in Leicestershire knew that there was organised abuse of children in the region. The Labour MP Lisa Nandy’s mum and dad worked with people who were concealing the abuse of children in Leicestershire. Lisa’s grandfather was Lord Frank Byers, who insulted Norman Scott so badly when Scott told a Liberal Party investigative panel about the harassment and threats that he had received from Jeremy Thorpe that Norman left the room and subsequently made a police statement (see post ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’).
Townsend’s first two Adrian Mole books were adapted into a TV series, broadcast in 1985 and 1987.
So Shy Sue, the girl who grew up in Leicester, left school at 14 and lived with the Saffs, found that her career as a writer very rapidly took off after she found employment as a youth worker, at a time when Frank Beck and – according to most other people except for Greville Janners’ children – Greville Janner, as well as others, were very busy molesting disadvantaged young people in Leicestershire. How did Shy Sue from Leicester, who’s first attempts at the work which made her very wealthy and very famous seemed to equate to plagiarism of the Molesworth classics, so quickly grab the attention of big wigs in the theatre and the BBC? Shy Sue really hit the big time while huge efforts were being made to conceal the crimes of Frank Beck and co as people began to come forward alleging terrible abuse in Leicestershire which stretched back decades but had become particularly bad from the 1970s onwards…
John Tydeman’s career took a turn for the better immediately after he gave Sue a helping hand as well.
Socialist Sue was so distraught at the ravages of Thatcherism that in 1989 she wrote ‘Mr Bevan’s Dream: Why Britain Needs Its Welfare State’, a short book in the Counterblasts series. Sue did fantastically out of the welfare state, not only did she get the NHS treatment and care for her multiple health problems that the Saffs and kids in care so often didn’t, but her tales of poverty and hardship were lapped up by the swathes of welfare professionals and people in the liberal media who knew some of what was happening to vulnerable people and kids in care at the hands of celebs and ‘VIPs’…
The journalist Christina Patterson observed of Townsend in 2008: ‘Her heart, it’s clear from her books and a few hours in her company, is still with the people she left behind, the people who go largely unchronicled in literature, the people who are still her friends.’ Unless of course they were Saffs and kids in care being repeatedly sexually assaulted and trafficked by Sue’s social work colleagues.
It is quite extraordinary how frequently references to hearts are associated with those close to people who have concealed organised abuse:
Esther, who presented BBC’s ‘Hearts Of Gold’:
Great Ormond Street Hospital:
The Pheonix Arts Theatre is now known as the Sue Townsend Theatre and in 1982 staged Sue’s play ‘Captain Christmas and the Evil Adults’.
The MP who currently holds the seat of Leicester South, the neck of the woods where Sue Townsend lived and where the Saffs still do live, is Labour’s Jon Ashworth. Ashworth is the Shadow Health Spokesperson and bangs on endlessly about the marvellous Top Docs and Angels being in need of more dosh.
Ashworth grew up in Manchester, went to Bury College, then to Durham University and in 2000 served as National Secretary of Labour Students. In 2001 Ashworth began working for the Labour Party as a Political Research Officer, then worked as the Economics and Welfare Policy Officer, 2002-04. Ashworth was seconded to the Scottish Labour Party in 2003 to work on the Scottish Parliamentary election campaign where he worked closely with Gordon Brown.
In 2004 Ashworth was appointed Spad to Chief Secretary to the Treasury Paul Boateng. Ashworth was a busy campaigner in the 2007 Crewe and Nantwich by-election. In May 2010 Ashworth became Political Secretary to Harriet Harman. He was described as a ‘key member’ of Ed Miliband’s team on the day after Miliband won the Labour leadership election. When Miliband won, he asked Ashworth to join his office as Head of Party Relations. In 2011 Ashworth sought selection in Leicester South and was immediately identified as the front runner and was backed by the major trade unions, including his own Unite, UNISON and the GMB.
Ashworth is married to Emilie, the former East Midlands Regional Director for the Labour Party. She was Labour candidate for Sherwood in the 2010 General Election, but could not hold the seat. Gordon and Sarah Brown attended their wedding on 3 July 2010 in Derbyshire.
I really am fed up of Jon Ashworth bellyaching on about The Cuts and how those who work in the NHS are flawless. So here’s a few things for Jon to ponder on re his biography:
Manchester, where John grew up: Lethal mental health services, bullying and intimidation of whistleblowers; Dafydd’s mate Dr Bob Hobson worked there and formed an outpost of the abuse empire in Manchester. Durham, where Jon went to university: on the patch of major paedophile ring linked to the gang in north Wales, which was concealed by Labour MPs in the North East, including Ernest and Hilary Armstrong and Mo Mowlam, for years. Scottish Labour Party, 2003: Jack McConnell, FM of Scotland, went to Stirling University with my best friend from school, who had her career destroyed and was targeted by gangsters at the same time as me, after I refused to shut up about Dafydd; McConnell knew about organised abuse in Scotland and I rather think that Lord Jack knew what was going on in north Wales as well and knew that someone whom he knew at Stirling was close friends with a witness. Paul Boateng, Ashworth’s former boss: worked at lawyers Birnberg when Birnberg represented Mary Wynch against Dafydd et al for the first part of her legal action; Mary won, Birnberg dropped her, Mary was subsequently ruined by Michael Howard at the Home Office, despite winning her case. Crewe and Nantwich: centre of the Cheshire arm of Dafydd’s gang, the seat was held for years by Gwyneth Dunwoody, a corrupt old bag who was married to an equally corrupt Top Doctor and they produced Tamsin, who grew up into yet another corrupt politician; all the Dunwoodys knew about the Westminster Paedophile Ring and the role of the NHS in concealing it. Harriet Harman, Ashworth’s former boss: daughter of a Harley Street Top Doctor, who is as thick as pig shit and was involved with the NCCL when the NCCL was affiliated to PIE and fighting for paedophiles’ rights. Ed Miliband, Ashworth’s mate/leader: a goon who’s Uncle Harry worked as a Top Doc at Guys and Tommy’s with Dafydd’s mates and who’s dad knew about the Westminster Paedophile Ring as well.
Then Ashworth rocks up in Leicester, having had no previous links there, having been considering other seats. Leicester – site of a former paedophile gang which had close links to Westminster and was concealed by the NHS. Oh and Brown lives and works there as well, the Brown who, when Ashworth decided that Leicester was the place for him, had published with me on the abuses of the mental health services in north Wales and elsewhere. Jon Ashworth sought the nomination for Leicester when it became clear that Operation Pallial was going to re-open investigations into the abuse of kids in north Wales and that there was going to be a national inquiry into organised sexual abuse.
Unite, UNSON, GMB: unions with many members who have concealed or colluded with organised abuse.
Now for Christ’s sake Ashworth, piss off, bugger off, sod off. I’ve got 10,000 documents and you haven’t, all you can do is bleat about giving the Top Doctors more money. They are already among the most highly paid people in the country and the health outcomes for people in the UK are among some of the worst in Europe and it is nothing to do with Tory Cuts you big idiot. I’ve read some of your speeches re the NHS, your facts and figures are wrong, as are your conclusions but as you know nothing about the biomedical sciences that doesn’t surprise me.
When I lived in Leicester in the autumn of 1987, as well as Sue Townsend, there was another local person who had become famous whom I was told still had a house in Leicester and jetted back and forth between there and his place in the US – the old crooner Engelbert Humperdinck. Girls/women of my vintage howled with laughter at Engelbert Humperdinck, but for the generation before us he was promoted as highly desirable. Humperdinck is not one of those who has been named and shamed in the recent spate of stories regarding ageing stars who stand accused of sexual misconduct, but when he was younger, Humperdinck was involved in a spat with the mother of his illegitimate child, who had to take Humperdinck to court to enforce maintenance payments.
Just months after I heard about Humperdinck owning a house nearby when I was living in Leicester, I was working at the University of Surrey at Guildford and one of the PhD students said that there had been an Engelbert Humperdinck concert in Guildford the previous night and because the students thought that the very notion of such a thing was such a laugh, some of them went. Humperdinck was described to me in a highly negative way, as it was explained that during the concert he kept trying to grab hold of the young female students to drag them up on stage with him for a grope-lite fest, whilst he refused the many offers of women in their 50s who had paid good money to go and see him because they were actually fans of his, rather than because they wanted to experience the spectacle of a ridiculous old crooner with an equally ridiculous name.
Humperdinck is a Roman Catholic who makes a point of trying to visit a cathedral when he is on tour wherever he is on the planet. I am not someone who believes that all Catholic priests are molesters, but the combination of Englebert, Leicester and Catholicism is worrying.
In August 2005, Engelbert auctioned one of his Harley Davidson motorbikes to raise money for the County Air Ambulance in Leicestershire. Sue Townsend was no doubt proud of him. In 2006, Leicester University awarded Humperdinck an Honorary Doctorate.
Theophilus P. Wildebeeste PhD (Leics):
‘Jackie’ magazine never featured Engelbert during the course of its promotion of passive adolescent femininity, or if it did it was years before I saw people reading ‘Jackie’, but ‘Jackie’ did sell the Bay City Rollers to its readers in a big way. After the teenage craze for the Rollers had died a death, rumours were circulating that the Rollers had been used for gay sex by their manager, Tam Paton and his associates. I didn’t believe this when I was told it, I presumed that it was just another one of those tall stories with no basis at all that do the rounds about celebs. However, it was clear that the Rollers’ lives began unravelling even as they were still stars. Les McKeown, the lead singer, had several brushes with the law yet seemed to get off quite lightly. He ran over and killed an elderly lady in 1975 and not long after that he was charged with a shotgun offence, either possessing a shotgun without a licence or threatening someone with it, I can’t remember the details. In 1976, another member of the band, Eric Faulkner, nearly died at Paton’s Edinburgh mansion from a drug overdose.
The real Rollers bombshell came years after they had disappeared into obscurity when in 2000 Derek Longmuir, who had been the drummer, was convicted of possessing child porn, a great deal of it as well, after making some not very credible excuses as to why he had a house full of child porn (see post ‘The Bloody State We’re In’). Longmuir was by that time working as an Angel at Edinburgh Royal Infirmary, having worked there since 1993. Longmuir began training as an Angel in 1990, after having done voluntary work at the Sick Children’s Hospital in Edinburgh. Despite having a mountain of child porn in the form of photos, videos and floppy discs and having admitted making indecent photos of children at his home in March 1998, Edinburgh Sheriff’s Court sentenced Longmuir to only 300 hours of community service. He was suspended from his job as an Angel but later returned to nursing.
The Rollers came from Edinburgh. The richest and most grandiose Top Doctors are to be found in London, but it is Edinburgh which has the traditional ‘reputation’ for medical excellence. Edinburgh medics see themselves as far superior to the vulgarians in London.
They do get things badly wrong in Edinburgh though, even in circumstances where one would imagine that the Top Docs would be taking extra care. In Oct 1988, John Smith complained of chest pains and went to Edinburgh Royal Infirmary for advice. He was given an EEG and was told by the examining Top Doctor, ‘whatever it is, we don’t think it’s your heart’. Smith subsequently suddenly collapsed, was briefly unconscious and spent three days in intensive care, then ‘made a full recovery’. Over the next three months, Smith gave up smoking, lost three stone and began mountain walking. He returned to Parliament in Jan 1989. In May 1994, John Smith had a heart attack at his Barbican flat and was taken to Barts where Top Doctors ‘could not revive him’. See post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – The Scottish Play’. One month after Smith’s death, Matt Arnold, the Head of Bryn Estyn, died of an ‘unspecified blood disease’. Four days after Arnold’s death, Peter Howarth, Arnold’s friend and colleague at Bryn Estyn and Paul Wilson, stood trial for sexually and physically abusing boys in care in north Wales (see post ‘The Banality Of Evil’).
A Top Doctor’s opinion was sought for the purposes of sentencing Derek Longmuir, so presumably there is a Top Doc somewhere who does not have a problem with someone who owns a mountain of child porn working as an Angel.
Regarding those rumours about the Rollers having been sexually used by their manager Tam Paton. Tam Paton was gay and upfront about it but Tam Paton didn’t live quite as most other gay men do. In 1982, Paton was convicted of gross indecency with two teenage boys aged 16 and 17, below the then-legal age of consent and he served one year of a three-year prison sentence. Paton was arrested on child sexual abuse charges in January 2003, but was later cleared of all allegations. In April 2004, Paton was convicted of supplying cannabis and fined £200,000. In 2003, the Rollers’ guitarist Pat McGlynn reported an attempted rape by Paton in an Australian hotel in 1977 but police found that there was insufficient evidence to prosecute. In 2009, Les McKeown said that Paton had raped him.
In 2016, in the wake of the publication of a book about Paton and his success story with the Rollers, it was alleged by Gordon ‘Nobby’ Clark, the original singer with the band, that Paton had attempted to persuade the Rollers to have sex with the then Radio 1 DJ Chris Denning, who in 2016 was jailed for 13 years for sex offences against children. Clark said the incident happened when Chris Denning was the band’s promotions manager in 1971, while they stayed at Denning’s home in Surrey. According to Clark, Paton told the band – whose line-up at the time included brothers Derek and Alan Longmuir, Neil Henderson and Archie Marr – that ‘Chris would probably do more for us if one of us slept with him’. Clark stated that: ‘Paton had drawers full of Quaaludes (a sedative marketed in the UK as Mandrax). There was cocaine and cannabis. They would use sleeping tablets to spike kids’ drinks. Chris Denning was always there. He would come up from London especially. Whenever he saw a kid who was in a bad way from the sleeping tablets he’d be straight across. Then he’d drag them into one of the bedrooms.’
McGlynn told the author of the book – ‘The Dark History Of The Bay City Rollers’ – that Paton was ‘drugging everyone he wanted to get his way with – drug them and abuse them. He was just an animal. Les [singer McKeown] pulled Tam off me a couple of times when he tried to rape me or he spiked my drink.’
The success of the Bay City Rollers led to the formation of another Scottish band in 1974 with a similar image, Slik. Slik were favourites of ‘Jackie’. Slik were from Glasgow as opposed to Edinburgh but linked up with songwriters Bill Martin and Phil Coulter, who were writing for the Bay City Rollers. One member of Slik subsequently became a big name in more serious music circles and spoke of his embarrassment at being packaged in the way that Slik was – Midge Ure.
Ure enjoyed success with bands including Slik, Thin Lizzy, Rich Kids and Visage, but most notably as frontman of Ultravox. Phil Lynott of Thin Lizzy was married to the daughter of light entertainment favourite Leslie Crowther, who objected so strongly to Lynott’s drugs excesses that for a time Crowther wouldn’t have anything to do with his daughter. Lynott was an alcoholic and heroin addict who collapsed at his home in Kew in Dec 1985. Lynott’s wife took him to a drug clinic at Clouds House near Shaftesbury and he was then taken to Salisbury Infirmary, where he was diagnosed with septicaemia. Lynott died in intensive care in Jan 1986.
In 1984, Ure co-wrote and produced the charity single ‘Do They Know It’s Christmas?’, which has sold 3.7 million copies in the UK. The song is the second highest selling single in UK chart history. Ure co-organised Band Aid, Live Aid and Live 8 with Bob Geldof. Ure acts as Trustee, and serves as Ambassador for, Save The Children.
St Bob has famously lost both his former wife, Paula Yates and Peaches, one of his daughters with Paula. They both died of drug overdoses. Peaches died from a heroin overdose and no-one could understand why because she had given it up ages ago. Paula died after being in the care of Top Docs for serious depression after her partner Michael Hutchence hung himself. Paula maintained that Hutchence did not kill himself but she was denounced as a mad grieving woman. Paula was found dead after a heroin overdose. Paula’s friends all maintained that Paula had definitely given up heroin. Paula spent her early life in north Wales. She lived at Llandudno and went to the primary school in Rowen, the village where the family lived after moving from Llandudno, as well as to Ysgol Aberconwy and Penrhos College. Paula described herself as a groupie when she was young and also modelled for ‘Penthouse’ before she became famous.
When Paula was living in north Wales, Dafydd’s gang were busy. Lord Wyn Roberts, the Tory MP for Aberconwy and Welsh Office Minister who concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the gang for years (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’), lived in Rowen.
For more information about the deaths of Michael Hutchence, Paula and Peaches and the numerous inconsistencies in the explanations for those deaths, see previous posts.
Ure has been the Musical Director and performed at The Princes Trust Rock Concerts 1986,1987,1988, 2010 and 2011. He performed at Music for Montserrat, September 15, 1997, to raise funds for the Caribbean island which had been devastated by Hurricane Hugo in 1989 and in 1997, Montserrat was practically destroyed by the volcanic activity. Ure himself lost a house that was destroyed in Montserrat.
On 24 July 1999, Ure was the Musical Director of the Wicked Women concert for the Breakthrough Breast Cancer Charity held at Hyde Park in London. See post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’ for details of the large scale research fraud in cancer research.
One of Midge Ure’s co-musicians was Steve Strange, who was born Steve Harrington, in Newbridge, Caerphilly. The family lived for a time in Aldershot and then moved back to Wales, to Rhyl. Steve’s parents divorced and he moved with his mother back to Newbridge.
After attending a Sex Pistols concert at the Castle Cinema in Caerphilly in 1976, Harrington befriended the bass player Glen Matlock. He then arranged gigs for punk bands in his home town and befriended Jean-Jacques Burnel of The Stranglers before leaving for London where he worked for Malcolm McLaren.
McLaren was callous and highly exploitative, as was demonstrated by his response to the disaster involving Sid Vicious and Nancy Spungeon. McLaren knew a lot about the sordid sexual exploitation of young people in the music industry at the time, but is no longer here to tell us all about it, although McLaren’s partner Dame Viv Westwood is. I am still waiting for Dame Viv to tell us all why some expensive Top Doctors went to the law to prevent Adam Ant aka Stuart Goddard from talking to the media and what happened to Stuart Goddard in an NHS secure unit after he had a breakdown that upset him and his friends so much. See posts ‘The Bloody State We’re In’ and ‘No One Is Innocent’.
McLaren and Dame Viv’s son used to revel in describing himself as a pornographer but he dresses it up as art these days.
In the late 1970s, prior to the success that Steve Strange and Midge Ure had with the group Visage, Strange and Visage partner Rusty Egan began to make a name for themselves as a nightclub host and DJ respectively. In 1978, they began organising “Bowie nights” on Tuesdays at Billy’s nightclub in Soho, before moving to the ‘Blitz’ club in London’s Covent Garden in 1979. ‘Blitz’ became an essential location in the rise of what would become the New Romantic movement. Following ‘Blitz’, Strange and Egan then fronted the “Club for Heroes” in London in 1981, before moving to the Camden Palace nightclub in 1982 for two years, attracting major celebrities on a regular basis. Their next club venture, “The Playground” in 1984, was less successful.
Later in the 1980s, Strange went to Ibiza and became an integral part of the budding trance club movement and hosting parties for celebrities such as Sylvester Stallone. During the mid-1990s, Strange promoted nights at the Emporium nightclub in Soho, London.
In November 2006 Strange took part in, and went on to win, the BBC reality series for Children In Need, ‘Celebrity Scissorhands’. He returned to the show in 2007 and 2008 as Assistant Manager/Image Consultant.
Steve Strange was bisexual and for many years was addicted to heroin. In later years he moved back to Wales, to Porthcawl, suffered a nervous breakdown and was hospitalised in south Wales. In November 1999 Strange was arrested for shoplifting – he was caught stealing a Teletubbies doll for his nephew. In court, he was found guilty and given a three-month suspended sentence. On 12 February 2015, Strange suffered a heart attack while in Egypt and died later that day in hospital.
People in a position to name names re the sexual exploitation of youngsters in the 1970s and 80s really don’t last very long do they.
Steve Strange had a very bad relationship with his dad, who killed himself in Rhyl. Steve Strange might have hated him, but if his dad did have difficulties, there’d have been no help for him in north Wales.
Strange was mates with Paula Yates.
Boy George worked for Steve Strange at ‘Blitz’. By the late 1980s, George had been struggling with heroin addiction for many years. Addictions to other drugs soon followed. In 1986, Boy George was arrested for heroin possession as part of “Operation Culture.” In 1986, keyboardist Michael Rudetsky was found dead of a heroin overdose in George’s London home. Rudetsky’s parents filed a death suit in Britain against George, seeking financial damages for their son’s death. George won the court case against the Rudetskys and was not required to pay any damages. George lost another friend, Mark Vaultier, who overdosed on methadone and Valium at a party, George having never made it to the party, being arrested en route on suspicion of carrying drugs.
On 7 October 2005, George was arrested in Manhattan on suspicion of cocaine possession and falsely reporting a burglary. George denied that the drug was his. In court on 1 February 2006, the cocaine possession charge was dropped and George pleaded guilty to falsely reporting a burglary. He was sentenced to five days of community service, fined US$1,000 and ordered to attend a drug rehabilitation programme. On 17 June 2006, a Manhattan judge issued a warrant for the arrest of Boy George after he failed to appear in court for a hearing on why George wanted to change his sentence for the false burglary report. George’s attorney informed the court that he had advised George not to appear at that hearing.
On 5 December 2008, George was convicted in Snaresbrook Crown Court, London, of the assault and false imprisonment of Audun Carlsen, who was a Norwegian who initially stood for a photography session with George, but on their next meeting George handcuffed him to a wall fixture, traumatising him and subjected him to violence. George’s defence gave the effects of his long-term drug use as a mitigating factor. On 16 January 2009, George was sentenced to 15 months’ imprisonment for these offences. He was given early release after four months on 11 May 2009. George was required to wear an ankle monitor and submit to a curfew for the remainder of his sentence.
On 23 December 2009, George had his request to appear on the final series of Celebrity Big Brother (to be broadcast on Channel 4) turned down by the Probation Service. Richard Clayton QC, representing the Probation Service, said George’s participation would pose ‘a high level of risk’ to the service’s reputation. Clayton argued that if he used the show to promote his status as a celebrity and earn ‘a lucrative sum of money’ it could undermine public confidence in the criminal justice system.
Another one of Midge Ure’s associates in the music business was Tony Hadley from Spandau Ballet. Hadley was a big fan of Thatch and at one time, like the alcoholic wife beater Jim Davidson, aspired to be a Tory MP. I’m not sure why Hadley has given up pursuing that particular dream, he was hell bent on that for quite some time. Hadley enjoys telling everyone that he has never claimed benefits. I rather suspect that if he was ever in need of money, Hadley would be capable of doing something far more unscrupulous than claiming benefits. Hadley is the sort of aggressive unscrupulous person who describes himself as ‘competitive’. Some years ago he appeared in a real life documentary which was a singing competition between ‘stars’, the prize being to give the winning star an even bigger break. As well as Hadley, an actress from East Enders featured who was by far the most talented of anyone on the show and seemed a really nice, generous, fair player. Hadley behaved appallingly and used every dirty trick possible to put this young woman out of action. Towards the end of the competition, she remarked ‘Tony feels really threatened by me and he’s going to do absolutely anything to win this.’ I think that she just gave up trying because she just couldn’t bear Hadley’s naked aggression and near-cheating any longer. His behaviour was so bad that it would have warranted his removal from the show, but no, the big meathead won and was filmed gloating and banging on about his future as a Tory MP.
Perhaps Hadley would like to enlighten us about the drugs and trafficking scene of which he witnessed so much when he was singing those boring Spandau Ballet songs back in the 80s. Hadley grew up in the Islington area and his mother worked for the local District Health Authority. So Mrs Hadley will have known all about the paedophile/trafficking gang which operated in Islington and which was facilitated by the NHS in that area.
A rather different sort of star from the Bay City Rollers and Midge Ure who emanated from Scotland was the child star who became famous when she won ‘Opportunity Knocks’, Lena Zavaroni. Lena appeared on the show when she was about 9 yrs old, dressed up as a much younger child but singing a song about a man trying to get off with her. It was all seriously weird and I never worked out who voted for Lena in sufficient numbers to ensure that she won the show five weeks in a row because all the adults who surrounded me at that time were horrified at what someone had put Lena up to. Lena ended up in a very sad way. She developed anorexia when she was about 12, never recovered fully although she did stage a come back after she almost starved to death in her mid-teens, became very seriously depressed as a young adult, was unable to work and then died in the University Hospital of Wales after she had what was effectively a leucotomy but tarted up under a different name. Cardiff is one of the few places that still performs that operation and after Lena died ‘in their care’, it was obvious from the public statements that were issued by UHW that the truth was not being told about Lena’s death.
Lena came from the Isle of Bute, off the coast of West Scotland and had led a very quiet life until she was about nine. Her family seemed to do things like sing in pubs and other local venues and got her to do that as well, but when she was ‘discovered’ she was whisked off to London and paraded around TV studios, parties etc. I presumed that her parents went with Lena to London, but it transpires that they just took her there and stayed a few days before coming home, leaving her in the care of her manager, Dorothy Solomon, who very obviously had no idea about looking after a little girl.
Dorothy Solomon was the wife of Phil Solomon, the music industry executive who was co-director of Radio Caroline. Phil Solomon made his name and his money in the 1950s/60s and retired in 1970, but Dorothy continued working, ‘managing’ Lena.
Lena then never really saw her parents or Scotland again, she was being taken off to places like Japan and America and had her nose to the grindstone. There are numerous clips of interviews with Lena and they are gob smacking. When she was first interviewed after arriving in London, she couldn’t cope with roads which had so many traffick lights, not having seen such roads before. Then there were all the interviews with horrid old showbiz men who were asking Lena questions that a lot of people wouldn’t have felt were acceptable to ask a girl of her age. As Lena got older, she was interviewed on TV about ‘being fat’, about having anorexia and other weird topics for chat shows. It is very clear that there were what would now be called ‘child protection issues’ with Lena from the day that she left Scotland, God knows what was happening to her off camera.
Interviews with Lena’s dad after her death demonstrated that he had no idea what a leucotomy was and I doubt that Lena knew either. She just knew that she felt terrible, had heard that some people who get depressed have ‘an operation on their brain’ which ‘makes them better’. I cannot find any information regarding who referred Lena for such a procedure or what their rationale was. Before the leucotomy, Lena had been an in-patient at a rather whacky therapy centre in the US, run by people who were obviously out of their depth. After Lena died there were threats to take action against the therapy centre. No such threats were made towards UHW who had given a young woman a leucotomy, somehow killed her and had not told the truth about the circumstances of her death.
Lena died in Oct 1999, four months before the Waterhouse Report was published. The man who put Lena on her first steps to stardom was the presenter of ‘Opportunity Knocks’, Hughie Green, who was notorious for being sexually exploitative and was not a particularly pleasant character. Paula Yates was distraught when, as an adult, she discovered that Hughie Green was her real father, not Jess Yates, the man whom Paula had always thought was her dad.
Someone who knows the details of much of the wrongdoing detailed on this blog whom I have not blogged about yet is Clare Short, the Labour MP for Birmingham Ladywood, 1983-10. Short held the seat during the years when kids in care were being abused in Birmingham and being sent to children’s homes in north Wales where they were abused and trafficked. Aston University is within the constituency which Clare held. Aston was a very troubled place from the early 1980s, as a result of the activities of the VC Sir Freddie Crawford, known as ‘Thatcher’s favourite VC’. Crawford’s managerialism was so savage that Dr Ron Easterby, a former colleague of Brown’s and member of staff who committed suicide, was said by his other colleagues to have been ‘killed by the University’ (see post ‘The White Heat Of This Revolution’). Professor Elwyn Edwards of the Psychology Dept was inviting male freshers to his room for a ‘welcome drink’, greeting them in a silk dressing gown and propositioning them and complaints about this were not dealt with. Aston had one of the highest suicide rates among students of any UK university and within the institution this was attributed to the bizarre ideas of Dr Philip Cauthery, the student physician, who doubled up as a ‘sexologist’ and was a member of the Editorial Board of ‘Forum’, the sex magazine. ‘Forum’ was not a magazine which endorsed paedophilia, but it was discovered that paedophiles were using the small ads in ‘Forum’ to network and sell/buy child porn. Alastair Campbell used to write for ‘Forum’.
Brown was forced out of his job at Aston unlawfully in 1995, two weeks or so after Sir Peter Morrison and Bing Spear, the corrupt mandarin who ran the Home Office Drugs Branch (see post Little Things Hitting Each Other’), were found dead within four days of each other.
Crawford’s son was involved with drugs and crime and used to boast that he got away with anything because of who his dead was. He was found dead in an hotel in Israel, allegedly after a heroin overdose. After he stood down as VC of Aston, Sir Freddie was appointed as Chair of the Criminal Cases Review Commission, which angered a lot of people because of Crawford’s position as a leading Freemason.
All universities are dysfunctional, but Aston under Crawford was very worrying indeed. Clare Short never raised concerns about the activities of Thatcher’s Masonic henchman.
Short was born in Birmingham to Irish Catholic parents from N Ireland. She was supportive of peaceful Sinn Fein initiatives, although she was never a supporter of IRA violence. Short attended Keele University for a short time. At that time there were a number of people associated with Keele University who had concealed organised child abuse. Alun Michael, the Labour politician who was later imposed as FM of Wales by Blair went to Keele University at about the same time as Short. Alun Michael was a Councillor in Cardiff when that Council ignored the abuse of kids in care in south Wales. Michael inexplicably resigned as Wales’s FM when the Waterhouse Report was submitted to the Gov’t (see post ‘News From Sicily’).
When she was eighteen Clare Short married a fellow Keele student, after she had a baby when she was seventeen. The couple’s son was given up for adoption and did not make contact with his mother until 1996. Short discovered that her son was a Tory supporter who worked as a solicitor in the City of London. Short went public on her reunion with her son, as did Prezza when his wife Pauline’s son who had been adopted many years ago contacted her. Both Short and Prezza and Pauline welcomed their children and it was good to see that everyone was so happy to be in touch. Although I am sure that what Clare Short and Pauline Prescott went through when they felt obliged to give up their babies for adoption was bad, neither Prezza or Short have uttered one word about the many kids in care who were abused, trafficked and had their children forcibly removed in even more traumatic circumstances.
Short completed her degree at Leeds University and then worked as a civil servant in the Home Office. She was for a time Private Secretary to the Conservative Minister Mark Carlisle. Carlisle was the MP for Runcorn (later called Warrington South), 1964-87 and Risley Remand Centre was in or near his constituency. Dafydd and the gang used Risley as their personal prison for decades and scores of young people, including kids in care, were found dead in the ‘hospital wing’ there. It was Carlisle who was wheeled out in a Commons debate in 1973 to answer questions about the horrific conditions, practices and deaths at Risley (see post ‘Include Me Out’). The screw at Risley were violent and the prison doctor was corrupt and in cahoots with Dafydd and the gang. Clare Short will have had access to the full details and she has never ever said a word about any of it, although Short maintains that it was while working for Carlisle that she realised that she ‘could do better’ than many of the MPs whom she dealt with and thus decided to go into politics herself.
In 1983 Short was elected as MP for Ladywood, the area where she grew up. In 1983, when he was in his final year at Aston, Brown received his first murder threat, which I have now been told was related to what was happening to me at Bangor, as I had come to the attention of the trafficking gang. Our pleas for help after Brown was threatened were ignored by Aston and Bangor Universities and the Top Doctors. Brown spent as much time as he could at my house on Anglesey because he wasn’t safe in Birmingham and as soon as he sat his finals he moved in with us in north Wales. After Brown returned to the midlands to take up a lecturing job a few years later, the man who threatened to murder him attacked Brown in daylight in Nottingham city centre and tried to fracture Brown’s skull. He had previously nearly killed the old man who lived next door to him and the West Midlands Police admitted to Brown that Paul Bates was considered to be very dangerous.
Meanwhile Clare acquired a feminist following as a result of her campaign against ‘Page 3’ photos and became the go-to Labour politician for a quote on sexual violence against wimmin.
Clare gained some notoriety shortly after her election when she implied the Govt’s Employment Minister Alan Clark was drunk at the despatch box. Clark’s colleagues on the Gov’t benches in turn accused Short of using unparliamentary language and the Deputy Speaker, Ernest Armstrog, asked her to withdraw her accusation. Clark later admitted in his diaries that he had been drunk as accused.
No-one mentioned that there were many MPs at that time who drank heavily and a few – such as Nicholas Fairbairn and Charles Kennedy – who’s alcohol problems were so serious that they died as a result. I was told in the mid-1980s that there was one woman MP who was well-known for getting regularly completely plastered in the Commons bars – a Clare Short. I know that it wasn’t at the despatch box Clare, but I received first hand witness accounts.
Alan Clark wasn’t only a lazy drunk, he was a serial sexual harasser of women, including ‘women’ under 16 who could best be described as girls. He exposed himself to teenagers, he followed women around London whom he’d seen on public transport and liked the look of and he also had sex with at least two girls under 16. This is just what Clark himself admitted to. Clark’s conduct was no secret. No MP, not even Clare, commented about it, although when Clark was doing all this, the press ran silly articles about him being attractive to the ladies. It was all a rather posher version of Dafydd. A pain in the butt who committed sexual offences and who was constructed as being a source of desire for those unfortunate enough to be bothered by him. Clark’s offensive conduct only became a talking point when he had a public spat with a Judge – who was supposedly Clark’s friend – after the Judge discovered that Clark had shagged his wife and two daughters, one of whom was 15. The UK press considered that Clark was ‘one helluva guy’, the three women involved were called ‘old trollops’ by one UK newspaper and the Judge became an object of contempt. Clark’s snooty drip of a wife Jane referred to the Judge and his family as ‘downstairs people’. Clark’s diaries make reference to his relationship with these three women and describe how he impressed the teenagers into having sex with him by explaining that he was now a Gov’t Minister and taking them for rides in his expensive car.
Remember Girls – Never Get Into A Car With A Thatcherite Employment Minister!
As Dafydd once said, ‘Don’t ewe think I was handsome?’
Dr Dafydd Alun Jones:
Another Minister for Employment under Thatch was Sir Peter Morrison…
In 1986, Clare Short introduced a Private Members Bill in the House of Commons which proposed banning ‘Page 3’ photographs of topless models in the British tabloids, which resulted in an outpouring of abuse in her direction from the press which almost equalled their abuse of the Windbag. One paper bought and published alleged photographs of Short in her nightwear from her ex-husband, although she stated they were pictures of somebody else’s body with her face superimposed. Clare gave a definitive account of her attitude towards tabloid nudity and the negative role that pornography plays more generally in society in her introduction to the book Dear Clare (1991), which presents a selection of the many letters of support she received from women in response to her campaign. Those wimmin had no idea what Clare and the Windbag were keeping quiet about. The homes of my friends and I were bugged by the security services Clare, including our bedrooms, bathrooms and bogs. Brown found himself with a series of mad girlfriends who caused havoc whom we have now been told were working for the security services. All because, unlike you and the fucking Windbag, we would not keep quiet about the abuse of vulnerable people.
‘Dear Clare – people tried to kill us you weak hypocrite’.
Furthermore I was told a few weeks ago that at some point in the past, photos were taken of me and other young women of which we were unaware, I was told by hidden cameras and that those photos were passed on. I think that I was supposed to have a trauma, but not only was I not surprised, but once you’ve had a bunch of gangsters trying to murder you and your friends and no-one, no-one at all, will help, some photos are neither here nor there, no matter how much of a liberty they were. I presume that the photos were taken in somewhere like the North Wales Hospital. They were after all running an abuse ring out there and I’ve never stepped into a photographer’s studio in my life.
Short supported Prezza in the Labour Party Deputy Leadership election in 1988 and left the Socialist Campaign Group, along with Margaret Beckett and her caravan, as a result of Tony Benn’s decision to challenge the Windbag for the Party leadership.
Prezza came from Prestatyn in north Wales and studied at Ruskin College, Oxford, at the same time as Peter Howarth, who later went to prison for sexual assaults on boys in care in north Wales. Matt Arnold, the Head of Bryn Estyn, taught at Ruskin when Prezza was there and Arnold was one of Howarth’s tutors. For more details of Ruskin and its alumni, see post ‘A Study In Tyranny’. Prezza was MP for Hull East in Yorkshire, 1970-2010. Yorkshire was the base of an enormous trafficking gang within which Savile played a key role. Savile was friendly with many police officers in Yorkshire and also had links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales.
Short supported Margaret Beckett and her caravan for the Labour leadership in 1994, against Blair and Prezza. Margaret Beckett has been the Labour MP for Lincoln, 1974-79 and has been MP for Derby South since 1983. There was a long-standing paedophile/trafficking ring in Derbyshire with links to the ring in north Wales. Some of those involved in the abuse of kids in north Wales were recruited from Derbyshire and John Jillings, who led the Jillings Investigation into the abuse of children in Clwyd, was the former Director of Social Services for Derbyshire. Jillings’s Report was damning, but many felt when, many years later, the Report finally became public, that Jillings hadn’t dared admit how bad the situation in north Wales was. Jillings refused to comment when he was asked if a paedophile ring was in operation in north Wales. See post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’. Jane Tunstill, a member of the Jillings Panel, secured a Chair in Social Work at Keele University.
Beckett was Deputy Leader of the Labour Party, 1992-94, under John Smith, when the North Wales Police investigation into child abuse in the region was taking place. One of Beckett’s Shadow roles was for Health, 1994-95, while the Jillings Investigation was underway. Beckett was Lord President of the Council, 1998-01. One of the roles of Lord President of the Council is that of visitor for Bangor University. When Beckett was Lord President of the Council, the VC of Bangor University was the craven paedophiles’ friend Prof Roy Evans, who did what the trafficking gang told him to do and promoted many of their associates to senior roles. Beckett’s time as Lord President of the Council spanned Ronnie Waterhouse’s writing of the Waterhouse Report and its publication.
In 1989 Clare Short raised the issue of abuse of police procedure and fabrication of evidence at the West Midlands Serious Crime Squad, relaying concerns of Birmingham solicitors that many miscarriages of justice had taken place. It was eventually admitted that the West Midlands Serious Crime Squad had caused havoc and there were allegations of Masonic corruption. The Squad was dissolved and some of those who had been framed had their convictions overturned, including Ali Khan from Caernarfon. What received less publicity was that after Ali Khan had been awarded compensation, he was convicted of robbery and returned to prison. Ali Khan maintains that this was yet another fit-up as a punishment beating for daring to win against the West Midlands Crime Squad. I don’t know the truth behind Ali Khan’s allegations; the Khans are known as a ‘crime family’ in north Wales, but I do know that the West Midlands Police and the North Wales Police were corrupt and fitted people up, sometimes as a result of a joint enterprise. I had never heard of Ali Khan until the first occasion in 1986 on which Dafydd had me unlawfully arrested and when I was in the cells at Bangor Police Station I read the graffiti that Ali Khan had written and signed, detailing all the occasions on which he alleged that he’d been framed.
After the alleged clean-up of the West Midlands Police,