It’s Just Another Gold Digger

My post ‘A Bit More About Those Very Muddy Waters’ detailed how in the early 1990s a young woman called Rebecca Teacher made headlines in the UK after she claimed to have been horrifically abused in a commune near Bangor as a child. Rebecca told a story of running away with a friend and telling both the police in Bangor and Gwynedd Social Services of terrible physical and sexual abuse of children in the commune, only to be taken into care for a short while and then returned to her abusers. Rebecca appeared on the ‘Kilroy’ programme, which at about the same time invited Dafydd along to star in one show in his capacity as an ‘expert’ to discuss PTSD. When Rebecca appeared on ‘Kilroy’, Kilroy also invited her dad along, Kevin Teacher, the leader of the community and, Rebecca alleged, her abuser. Kevin Teacher was aggressive and unpleasant to Rebecca on camera and carried on in a rather Top Doctoresque manner, making comments along the lines of ‘well Rebecca you’ll remember when the Bangor Police arrested you for stealing’, when Rebecca was describing the brutal beatings that she alleged that she and other kids in the commune had received.

I have found an article in ‘The Independent’ dated 11 August 1993 reporting that Rebecca and her stepfather, William Webb, had appeared at the Old Bailey and denied conspiracy to blackmail Kevin Teacher (real name Kevin O’Byrne). It was alleged that Rebecca and William Webb ‘carried out a blackmail campaign’ in 1992, threatening to tell newspapers how children living with The Teachers had been sexually and physically abused unless her father paid up. David Bate, for the prosecution, told the Old Bailey that Rebecca had claimed that ‘she and other children were treated like slaves at the cult commune near Bangor in North Wales’ and that Kevin O’Byrne ‘forced children to beat each other up. He also beat the children with curtain rails or horse whips’ and that ‘Ms Teacher told police she demanded between £40,000 and £60,000 from her father after failing to sue him for damage she allegedly suffered in childhood.’

On 19 August 1993, The Indie reported that Rebecca and William Webb had been cleared of blackmail and explained that:

After her acquittal by a jury at the Old Bailey in London, Rebecca Teacher, 18, said that she would be asking the police to investigate The Teachers, set up by her father Kevin O’Byrne, 55. She said: ‘The trial has been an ordeal and I want to try and put my life together now.’ Her stepfather William Webb, 43, was also found not guilty. The defendants, both from Barnet, north London, had denied conspiring to blackmail Mr O’Byrne, who styles himself ‘Kevin of the Teachers’. The court was told that Mr O’Byrne received telephone calls from the defendants last year demanding between pounds 40,000 and pounds 60,000. They threatened to expose the sect’s activities to newspapers if he did not pay up. Mr Webb, a laser consultant, and Miss Teacher admitted demanding the money, but said it was to compensate her for years of suffering. She made the calls after her efforts to sue her father and her attempts to alert the authorities to her plight failed. Mr O’Byrne jointly founded the sect in 1972. The court was told that he believed incest should no longer be a crime because the ‘genetic difficulties’ that it might cause could be avoided through contraception. The court was also told that children were beaten, whipped, locked up for days without food and made to look after the animals at The Teachers’ remote farmhouse commune near Bangor, North Wales.

But David Bate, for the prosecution, said that although the sect was ‘weird and bizarre’ it was not on trial. The issue was not whether the allegations of abuse were true, but whether the blackmail demands were warranted. Miss Teacher was born into the sect and the court was told that she was beaten and sexually abused until her mother and Mr Webb left the group when she was aged 11. She was one of at least 12 children fathered by Mr O’Byrne with six women. She said yesterday: ‘I did this not just for myself but for the other children.’ Mr O’Byrne did not give evidence. His absence was described by Judge Clive Tayler as being like ‘Hamlet without the Prince’.

 

There must have been another trial soon after as well, because ‘Court News UK’ reported that on Nov 2, 1993 Kevin Teacher’s son Matthew O’Byrne, age 28, told the Old Bailey that when living at the commune, he sexually abused other children. I do not have access to the full report on ‘Court News UK’, so I have no idea of the details of this trial or its outcome.

The Teachers were a community who lived on a farm at Tregarth. They had left by the time that Rebecca went public, but The Teachers were still at Tregarth when I arrived at UCNW/Bangor University in 1981. Wales was heaving with hippies, communes and alternative people at the time and many of them were making things – crafts, clothes, jewellery etc – which they would sell. The Teachers were rather different in that they had a shop in Bangor and a rather strange shop at that. The shop sold educational materials for children, but inside the shop, the walls were plastered in posters promoting the notion of ‘family planning’. It was seriously weird. I looked around the shop a few times but because there weren’t any books for adults in there I didn’t bother to make it a regular stopping place of mine. The shop assistants weren’t at all chatty, so I didn’t get to know them either.

I hadn’t been in Bangor long however when I heard more about The Teachers. I was living in hall and at one point I thought about moving out and I went to view a little cottage near Church Island at Menai Bridge. A young woman and her boyfriend were sharing it with another girl who was moving out of the house, so they had advertised a room. I went to see the house and spent the morning chatting with the two who I’d be sharing with if I did move in. The young woman was a dental nurse and her boyfriend was a PhD student in Marine Sciences. Because I was relatively new to Bangor, we chatted about everything and they briefed me. They asked me if I’d met any of the hippies in the communes and I said that I’d been in The Teachers’ shop. They told me not to have anything to do with The Teachers because they were really bad news, but another community at Aber, the Sanyassins, were fine.

The Sanyassins, or Orange People, were followers of Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh, who excited the ‘Daily Mail’ because of the orgies which Bhagwan was alleged to have encouraged at his main communes outside of the UK and of course because Bhagwan owned a fleet of Rolls Royces. There were still a few former Orange People living around Bethesda when I lived there in the 1990s. One was called Promod, real name Peter Greenaway, who was married to Alison Greenaway, who was the manager of the MIND Centre at Abbey Road, Bangor. Alison Greenaway was a complete stooge of Dafydd and the gang, the MIND centre colluded with them and silenced all dissent. Alison Greenaway later became a psychiatric social worker and spent many enjoyable years standing by silently while patients died or were framed and imprisoned. Another Orange Person whom I knew was a mate of Alison’s, a woman called Jackie, who used to spend much time in Turkey enjoying the company of young Turkish men while her partner, a gentle man who was constantly stoned, was told to put up with it. Then Jackie discovered the joys of The Gambia and moved a Gambian toyboy in and relegated her stoned partner to the attic.

I knew another Sanyassin very well, because he was a Hergest patient. He moved into Rachub and the whole village was told that he was a nutter who was ‘a danger to women’. He wasn’t – one of my friends was his girlfriend. He had spent some time living in south Wales and when he was there he told us that he was wrongly accused by a female police officer and then violently attacked by a number of male police officers and hit on the head with a truncheon so hard that he was seriously injured. He was arrested – for assaulting the woman police officer. When under arrest, he requested medical help and was diagnosed with ‘paranoid schizophrenia’ and sectioned. He appeared in court, was found guilty of assault and was put on probation. He wanted to return to Bethesda, so his ‘care’ was transferred to Dr Tony Francis at the Hergest Unit and the North Wales Probation Service took over his ‘case’. His girlfriend told me that she had seen the photos of the serious injuries which the police inflicted and she also told me that both Tony Francis and the probation officer had admitted to her that the Sanyassin had been severely beaten up by the South Wales Police and framed. None of that was recorded on his medical notes or his probation file. The official story was that he was a ‘paranoid schizophrenic’ – Alison and Jackie agreed with the diagnosis – who had brought it on himself by blowing dope. Every time that this man announced that he would try and come off his medication, he would be sectioned and dosed up again. His girlfriend visited him regularly when he was an in-patient in Hergest and noted the abuse and neglect on the part of the staff, as well as their lies in the face of complaint.

The Hergest staff didn’t know this, but before that man joined Bhagwan’s community, he was doing a post-doc at St Mary’s Hospital, Paddington. He spoke to me about the malpractice and fuckwittery that he witnessed there. A few months ago, someone from Bethesda told me that he’d been found dead, but I don’t know any details. For further details of this man’s brutal treatment at the hands of the South Wales Police and the collusion of the all agencies with the violent thugs who nearly killed him, see post ‘A Bit More About Those Very Muddy Waters’.

 

The dental nurse who warned me against The Teachers had a mother who was a midwife at St David’s Hospital in Bangor and she told me that there were constant allegations that the children of The Teachers were being mistreated and that the adults ‘shared’ the children, so the kids didn’t have any specific parents to rely on. I heard about Kevin Teacher as well – that he was mad, an absolute git who accompanied the women and children EVERYWHERE, even to hospital appointments and dominated the whole commune. The midwife who worked at St David’s had told her daughter that Kevin Teacher used to arrive at St David’s with whichever woman from the commune was in labour and would refuse to leave them alone with the Top Docs and Angels. Furthermore, I was told that there was an experimental birthing pool at St David’s and Kevin really freaked the Top Docs out because he got into the pool along with the women.

As ever with An Everyday Story Of North Wales Folk, one had to untangle the mess. The Teachers did have a terrible reputation, I was later told that by other people as well. But so did St David’s Hospital in Bangor. My post ‘The BMA And It’s Ethics’ describes just some of what I knew was going on up there – the illegal abducting of newborns of women who’s families had conspired with Dafydd, false accusations made against women miscarrying that they had tried to procure an abortion, women being treated appallingly insensitively and even concerns that patients were sexually assaulted by some staff. St David’s Hospital was fully on board with Dafydd’s gang. There was one obstetrician up there who severely brain damaged one baby after buggering up the delivery. The mother wasn’t told what had happened and no admissions were ever made by the Top Docs. The same Top Doc then buggered up another delivery, resulting in another brain damaged baby and was found a job in Australia in order for silence to be maintained. St David’s employed a monster of a senior nurse who’s sole purpose was to intimidate parents who were complaining of damaged or dead babies. There were very, very big problems at that hospital and every Top Doc and midwife knew it.

When I told the Hergest Unit a few years later what I had heard about St David’s, it was flatly denied. Er – I had spoken to women who had delivered up there and they supplied quite enough evidence to confirm that what they were saying was true. There was also a problem with the community midwives back in the 1980s. One of my neighbours on Anglesey told me how bloody rude the midwife was, she even marched into their house without knocking, so her husband kicked her out.

If I had given birth at St David’s I would have taken the father of the baby in with me as a bodyguard, so who knows, perhaps the women of The Teachers felt like that as well. It is difficult to know who would have been less helpful to the patients, Kevin Teacher or the St David’s staff.

As ever, people were reluctant to make a fuss about their ‘care’ at St David’s lest there was Retribution. So now that Dr David Reed and his wife Fiona are safely out of the clutches of the Top Docs, perhaps they’d like to confirm that they were very, very distressed at the way in which Fiona was treated during the birth of her first baby, but Dave was doing his PhD at Ysbyty Gwynedd and Fiona was working as a secretary there…

St David’s closed down in the 1990s, but as with the closure of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, the mad, abusive staff were simply relocated to a new unit at Ysbyty Gwynedd. The bad attitudes and mistreatment of patients continued. When I was doing my PhD, one member of staff at Bangor University told me that the delivery of her baby had been so badly handled that the baby had been left brain damaged – but fortunately not seriously – and she had been left with PTSD herself because of the brutality with which she had been treated. She sued and won. How did this patient win a case against Gwynedd Health Authority when women who’s babies actually died were told to sod off and no admissions were made? She was an Angel of course, who had the dirt on them, so they paid up.  This Angel continued in the same vein over the following years, bagging successive jobs which she could not do on the back of her knowledge of NHS wrongdoing. She hit the jackpot when she shared an office with me because she found out about the first batch of documents that my lawyers got hold of which included those describing how Alun Davies and the Top Docs were going to fit me up in court. It was on the basis of this that the Angel bagged a research grant from the North West Wales NHS Trust. When I wrote an article for a newspaper about the mental health services, the Angel asked me if I would publish false allegations about the VC of Bangor University in the press. I refused and a few days later the Angel screamed at me that Brown and me were ‘damaging her career’ with our articles about the NHS.

Had Dr Dee Jones aka Dr Dee Gray not hitched her fortunes up to a paedophile gang, she need never have worried about Brown and I publishing the wrongdoing of the NHS. Dr Dee Gray now runs an ‘executive coaching business’, ‘Gray’s Learning’, through which she flogs her ‘expertise’ to the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board and others for many thousands of pounds. As Dee has built her entire career upon her knowledge of the crimes of the Top Doctors, perhaps she could give us all the details of the deal which she thrashed out with corrupt NHS personnel and corrupt union reps that resulted in her bagging a massive compensation pay-out from Bangor University after the joint NW Wales NHS Trust-Bangor University project which she ‘led’ went tits up and hundreds of thousands of pounds were wasted and two PhD students did not get PhDs. See post ‘Little Shop Of Horrors’ for more Dr Dee Gray laffs.

 

As well as hearing about The Teachers during my visit to the cottage near Church Island, the dental nurse’s PhD student boyfriend told me something else as well, which I attributed to homophobia at the time, because I didn’t know that an abuse ring targeting boys was operating in the region. The dental nurse’s boyfriend expressed concern about the Gay Soc at UCNW. UCNW was not a hot bed of leftist politics, the SDP were the dominant force among the English speaking students, although of course many of the Welsh-speaking students were involved with Welsh activism. However, UCNW did have a very active Gay Soc, one of the most active in the UK and it was networked to much UK-wide gay activism. The dental nurse’s boyfriend kept repeating that he didn’t think that Gay Soc should be allowed to appear at the freshers events and tout for business. I was gobsmacked and told him so; this PhD student then said ‘but they’re trying to get the students who aren’t gay interested as well, they’re forcing it on them’.

I didn’t click, even when in my second year I was told repeatedly by other students that Gay Soc were ‘extreme’. It was only toward the end of my third year when a very obviously predatory older man – who was a teacher at St David’s College, Llandudno – joined the UCNW Bird Group and bothered some freshers so badly that they asked to be protected from him when I realised that students at Bangor were being targeted. During those years, a number of people left the Chester branch of CHE because they maintained that it was a front for paedophile activity. I now realise what that PhD student whom I met in my first year was concerned about. Dafydd’s trafficking gang was targeting children/adolescents/vulnerable young people, male and female and the gang was operating within UCNW. See post ‘Just A Language Divide?’.

Two other people who were students at the same time as me at UCNW who probably knew something about the gang even if they didn’t realise it are Julian Oliver and his (now ex) wife Heather. Julian studied zoology and had a very bad experience with Dafydd’s partner in crime Dr D.G.E. Wood just before finals. Julian’s girlfriend, whom he later married, Heather, was doing teacher training at Bangor. Heather was difficult and didn’t get on with other students very well, but she was truly appalled by what she witnessed on her teacher training placements. She was very voluble regarding what she thought were dreadful standards, the qualifying of the most unsuitable students and the neglect of children in one primary school in particular near Colwyn Bay. Dafydd’s gang had a stronghold at Colwyn Bay.

 

To return to The Teachers. The other person who told me that The Teachers were abusing children was Meleri Tudor, a solicitor in Bangor, who later practised in Caernarfon and then became an employment tribunal judge. Meleri and I discussed The Teachers and their alleged abuse of children on the day that Meleri accompanied me to Chester Court when Gwynedd County Council attempted to have me imprisoned on the basis of the perjury of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team, in July 1990. See post ‘ ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’. Meleri confirmed that other people knew that The Teachers were abusing children as well – she told me that ‘people don’t like them much because of the way that they treat their children’.

Yet when Rebecca Teacher and her friend ran away and reported the abuse to Bangor Police Station and Gwynedd County Council, Rebecca and her friend were treated as delinquents – ‘Rebecca was stealing’ – and they were very soon sent back to The Teachers.

Although Rebecca and her stepdad were acquitted of conspiracy to blackmail, I can remember being told by people in Bethesda – which was some two miles away from The Teachers’ farm – that ‘that girl was just after money’. I was even told this by two hippies who had previously told me that The Teachers were ‘bad news’. One of these hippies was friends with a man called Alan Patrick, who had joined The Teachers and left, but refused to give anyone details why. I was simply told that Alan was trying to forget all about ever having been one of them. Alan then ran a shop in Bethesda and shared a flat with Dr Chris Barnes. Chris taught at UCNW and then later at Hillgrove School. I always liked Chris Barnes, he was very jolly and entertaining, but Chris was married to Gwyneth Barnes (see post ‘Pets Win Prizes’) who worked as a cleaner at the Hergest Unit, who must have known how badly the patients there were treated, because some of the cleaners used to tell their friends and families that they couldn’t believe what they were witnessing at the Hergest Unit.

Rebecca received all that publicity while the North Wales Police investigated the possibility of a paedophile ring operating in Cheshire and north Wales but concluded that there wasn’t one; when hundreds of complaints about the abuse of children at the Ty’r Felin children’s home in Bangor were made but no action was taken by the DPP; when Dafydd was popping up constantly on TV as an ‘expert’; when former kids in care and psych patients were dropping like lemmings; when I was prosecuted and convicted of ‘staring at a social worker in Safeways’ – a social worker who had previously illegally detained me and then lied to the police and admitted this in court (see post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’); when I wrote to Michael Mansfield QC regarding what was happening to me at the hands of Gwynedd Social Services, only to receive a one line reply; when Superintendent Gordon Anglesea sued ‘Private Eye’, ‘The Independent On Sunday’ and HTV for libel after they named him as abusing boys in care in north Wales.

No-one defended Rebecca. She was firmly branded a money grubbing liar.

Less than one year after Rebecca’s acquittal, Peter Howarth was jailed for sexually abusing boys at Bryn Estyn. Howarth was a key figure in a massive paedophile ring. Still no-one suggested that perhaps Rebecca might have been telling the truth.

Meleri Tudor, the lawyer who knew that kids at The Teachers were being abused, was the daughter of a Minister of religion. Meleri’s sister had served time in Holloway for Welsh language activism. I’m fairly certain that Meleri’s husband was a lawyer. Meleri at that time worked for Carter, Vincent, Jones, Davies in Bangor and one of the partners was Alwyn Jones, who was my main solicitor. At that time, Alwyn was married to a lawyer who worked for Gwynedd County Council. Alwyn’s wife’s father was a police officer who was a Freemason in Bangor. Meleri was friendly with people who were in the Bangor University Lodge.

On the day that Gwynedd Social Services tried to frame and imprison me at Chester Court in July 1990, the reason why Meleri came to the court with me was that I was warned that I could well go to prison so someone from my solicitor’s practice would definitely be coming with me, but it had to be Meleri because although Alwyn had been handling my case, on the big day he found that he had to be elsewhere, so Meleri, his junior, came to Chester with me, although Alwyn was very worried that he couldn’t be there.

That was the Alwyn who’s wife worked as a lawyer for Gwynedd County Council – who were taking me to Chester Court in order to have me imprisoned. Documents now in my possession demonstrate that Ron Evans, Gwynedd County Council’s lawyer, knew that lies were going to be told about me on oath and indeed Ron had sent a note to the perjurers of Arfon Community Mental Health Team telling them who to meet at Chester before the case, where they would be told what to say and shown their affidavits. Which presumably they had not written and signed themselves as alleged.  Three of the people who gave evidence against me had never met me before. One of them had met me at most, twice. Documents in my possession also show that Ron Evans knew that the Court had been changed, as had the judge, days before the hearing. Ron sent the Arfon perjurers a little hand-written note telling them this and giving them precise details of which Court to go to and how to get there. Meleri knew that the Court and judge had been changed as well. My barrister, Suzanne Evans, didn’t. She went to the wrong court, arrived very late for my case, was all of a fumble and the corrupt judge – for he was indeed corrupt – Justice John Roch, later Lord Justice John Roch, snapped and shouted at her.

Fourteen or fifteen charges against me were thrown out because the Arfon perjurers were demonstrated to have lied on oath. Roch offered to give them extra time to rewrite their statements. Their barrister declined, saying that Gwynedd County Council had already spent a great deal of time and money on this case.

Justice Roch was clearly intimidating Suzanne Evans, but she knew damn well that extensive perjury and conspiracy had been committed. She didn’t utter a word and I never heard from her again after I left the court. For more information on Suzanne Evans, see post ‘Life In Cold Blood’.

No-one ever mentioned the industrial scale perjury and conspiracy after we left Chester Court. I told Meleri that I thought it was very odd that the Court and judge had been changed and my barrister didn’t know. Meleri brushed it off and maintained that it was just a little mistake. Meleri gave me a lift back to Bethesda but I was so stressed that she had to keep stopping the car so I could throw up. She told me that her daughter got car sick as well, but nothing like this!

Bechod!

‘We didn’t know.’

Roch, Alwyn, Meleri, Ron Evans, Lucille, Arfon CMHT, Gwynedd County Council, Suzanne Evans: It’s A Rat Trap – And You’ve Been Caught…

A Tonic for the Troops
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‘We didn’t know.’

I must congratulate Alwyn on his camouflage, it was even better than that of Prof Eric Sunderland.

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Professor Eric Sunderland:

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Alwyn’s crooked lawyer of a wife later left him – she was having an affair with another crooked lawyer who worked for Gwynedd County Council – and Alwyn remarried, to a pharmacist whom he had known at Abersytwyth University. Alwyn’s stepson Sean (it might be spelt differently) Hudson went to school with Laura, the daughter of Ella Fisk, who was the Angel who ran the Day Centre at the Hergest Unit. Ella knew that I and other patients were being fitted up in court by her colleagues. Sean went to Oxford to read law and Laura went to Cambridge and is now a clinical psychologist!

Tony and Sadie Francis’s son Adrian went to the same school as Sean and Laura – Ysgol David Hughes – and Adrian became a lawyer as well! Adrian is now a barrister at Dean’s Court Chambers in Manchester. Adrian’s Linked In profile provides the following info regarding his biography:

University of Liverpool, 1995-98, BA, 2:1; College of Law, 2001-03; RMNJ Solicitors, Chester, Trainee Solicitor in Criminal Defence, Mental Health Law and Conveyancing, 2003-05; Abraham & Co Solicitors, Criminal Defence and Mental Health Solicitor, 2005; The Law Office of Paul D’Ambrogio, Claimant Personal Injury Solicitor, 2006; Wirral Borough Council, Locum Adult Social Care Solicitor, 2006-08; Cheshire County Council, Adult Social Care Solicitor, 2008-09; Cheshire East Council, Adult Social Care Solicitor, 2009-10; Wiltshire Council, Locum Adult Social Care Solicitor, 2010-12: 500k recovered in Ordinary Residence Disputes. In addition in excess of 500k saved. 3 successful determinations by The Secretary of State for Health; Leeds City Council, Locum Adult Social Care Solicitor, 2012-14: Clients included Leeds City Council & NHS Leeds Clinical Commissioning Groups, Full range of Adult Social Care Advice to include – Litigated COP health & welfare matters, Ordinary Residence disputes, S117 Funding disputes, Community Care Law, Defendant Judicial Review Litigation; Cumbria County Council, Adult Social Care Legal Consultant, 2014: Court of Protection Litigation, Care Home Fees Recovery, Training of Solicitors; Manchester City Council, Locum Solicitor Adult Social Care, 2015: Adult Social Care Solicitor for Manchester City Council, Salford City Council & Manchester Mental Health & Social Care NHS Trust; Sheffield City Council, Locum Adult Social Care Solicitor, 2015-16: Court of Protection Litigation & Defendant Judicial Review Litigation on behalf of Sheffield City Council; South Tyneside Council, Locum Adult Social Care Solicitor, 2016-17: Litigation based role to include legal advice to the council on all matters relating to adult social care law to include advocacy before the court of protection & county court; LGSS Law Ltd, Adult Social Care and Healthcare Legal Team Manager (Locum), 2017: I carry a full adult social care law caseload and manage a team of Adult lawyers across 3 counties Cambridgeshire, Northamptonshire & Central Bedfordshire for the ABS LGSS Law Ltd. Providing Legal Services for the Public Sector to include local authorities & NHS Clinical Commissioning Groups; Borough of Poole, Locum Adult Social Care Lawyer, 2017-18.

Observant readers will have noticed that this son of two of the Top Docs who facilitated the trafficking gang in north Wales/Cheshire has been employed by a number of the County Councils who for years sent kids in care to children’s homes in north Wales where they were abused. Adrian Francis has been employed by some of the most troubled, scandal ridden local authorities in the UK to fight ‘service users’ who have dared to make a claim on those authorities. He has worked for the mental health services in Salford and Manchester – they employed his parents before the Francis’s relocated to north Wales…

I note that Adrian worked for the Wirral Borough Council, 2006-08. The corrupt HR Director at Bangor University, Lyn Meadows, who was busy trying to force me out of my job at the University at that time (see post ‘A Demand From Gwynedd County Council’) had recently been a non-executive Director of an NHS Trust on the Wirral. When in post, Meadows assisted in a fraud with three Top Doctors and was subsequently named in Hansard and on Frank Field’s blog. As well as helping Top Docs defraud the NHS, Meadows also had responsibility for developing mental health care on the Wirral. She therefore participated in yet another scam with dodgy people and it was later found that patients whom had been ‘cared for’ as a result of arrangements organised by Meadows were abused and neglected. When abusing her position in the NHS on the Wirral, Meadows was employed as a senior manager with the Welsh NHS Trust. She was in that post when Tony Francis was still alive and when Sadie Francis was still working at the Hergest Unit. After her retirement, Sadie Francis was a member of the North Wales Community Health Council – the ‘patients voice’. The CHC ignored all serious complaints about the mental health services. Lyn Meadows is now a member of the Betsi Board. Bernie Cuthel, another Board member from the NHS Trust which served the Wirral, also turned up on the Betsi Board a few years ago, after she had been obliged to leave the Wirral NHS in the wake of allegations of serious bullying and misconduct. Bernie is of course a mental health specialist. See post ‘The Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board’ and ‘Conflicts Of Interest – And Some Very Big Salaries’ for further information about Bernie.

 

Adrian Francis describes himself as:

‘An experienced lawyer who is a specialist in adult social care law specifically in the law relating to elderly & vulnerable clients, mental incapacity law, mental health law, care home fees, community care challenges, ordinary residence disputes, s117 aftercare funding disputes and all matters that are before the Court of Protection.

With over 10 years post qualification experience as a solicitor prior to qualifying as a barrister having advised local authorities nationwide on all legal matters relating to adult social care law and policy over the last decade.

Advocacy experience before the Magistrates Court, County Court, Mental Health Tribunal (First Tier Tribunal), HM Coroner and Court of Protection having appeared before the Courts nationwide from Newcastle in the North to Bournemouth in the South. A Welsh speaker and member of Grays Inn, The Law Society, Royal Society of Medicine & Court of Protection Practitioners Association (COPPA).’

 

When Adrian was at school and his parents were abusing us while pretending to be ‘caring’ for us, they used to tell us that Adrian wanted to be a Human Rights lawyer. I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. Surely a job with Cherie Booth is a must for Adrian now?

 

Two other rats who knew nuzzing are Sian Williamson and her husband Anton. Sian and Anton were Angels in north Wales for years. Sian worked on the psych wards at Ysbyty Gwynedd, Seiriol and Dwynwen Wards, before the Hergest Unit was built and then in the Hergest Unit. Anton worked as an Angel in Manchester for a while, he was an alcohol specialist. Sian and Anton did not abuse patients themselves but they witnessed their colleagues abusing patients on many occasions. They knew that patients were being unlawfully detained and fitted up in court. I met up with Sian when I was doing my PhD and she told me that conditions at the Hergest Unit were so dangerous that ‘someone is going to get killed’ there. She told me that the senior managers of the NW Wales NHS Trust would not listen to anyone no matter who was warning them that neither patients or staff were safe and that whistleblowers were simply sacked. Sian also told me that the Trust was buying the silence of certain mental health staff by ‘looking after them’. Two of the people whom she named were Bob Ingham and Gareth Phillips, both Angels who had been involved in fitting up patients who had complained. Sian was very unhappy that the Trust hadn’t ‘looked after’ Anton, who had retired early due to a back injury. At the time, Sian was working with the drugs and alcohol team on Anglesey – who were part of Dafydd’s domain, so I expect that Anton will be very well looked after by now. Particularly as I have been told that when Sian found out that I was doing a PhD and was preparing to publish on the abuses of the north Wales mental health services, she rang a few former colleagues who had fled the area before the Waterhouse Inquiry and sent out an alert.

My post ‘A Demand From Gwynedd County Council’ and previous posts discussed Eileen Tilley, the UCU rep at Bangor University, who colluded with Lyn Meadows’s bullying of staff and unlawful practices and who tried to shoulder the blame for Meadows’ and Meadows’ associates wrongdoing onto senior staff who were uninvolved, including the VC. I was told that Tilley wanted to bag a seat on the national executive of the UCU and that this was the basis of her chummy relationship with Meadows.

Today’s ‘Morning Star’ contains a big advert for a TUC fringe meeting on Sept 11, being organised by the ‘Morning Star’, on the subject of ‘How can the Labour Party link be developed from the workplace upwards? One of the speakers is Vicky Knight, the President of the UCU. When Vicky stood for election, her profile on the UCU website was headed by the words Vicky Price – Independent candidate – putting members first’. It was quite clear to me when I worked at Bangor that the UCU was putting the paedophiles’ friends first.

Vicky provided the following biography:

I have more than 25 years’ trade union experience in the public sector: within the Fire Brigades Union (FBU) and UCU as a local, regional and national representative.  I am an elected member of your national negotiating team and sit on your National Executive Committee, Further Education Committee, Equality and Women’s Committees. I have the honour of representing UCU at numerous events, on committees and platforms including; UCU Congress, TUC Congress, TUC Women’s conference, TUC Northwest Regional Conference.  For the last 3 years I have represented UCU on the TUC Women’s Committee where I’m proud to have been elected as Chair for the last 2 years.

I do not know how Vicky ended up as a Fire Brigades Union rep, but the FBU has certainly hosted a few interesting people. Someone with a background as an FBU national official is Ann Jones, Labour AM for the Vale of Clwyd. Ann grew up in Rhyl, was educated in Rhyl and was a Rhyl Town Councillor and a Denbighshire County Councillor. Ann knew all about Dafydd and the gang and knows that the NHS in north Wales is endemically corrupt and is killing people, but Ann isn’t saying a word. Which is why she is still sitting in the Senedd.

I’m puzzled as to why Labour Wimmin have been involved with the FBU. The Fire Brigade until recently was famously macho, the firemen spent their time boozing and reading/watching porn and had ludicrous initiation ceremonies which involved new recruits being stripped and urinated upon. One very effective way which the Fire Brigade used to prevent women joining when they were obliged to stop their unlawful sexual discrimination was to subject the female recruits to the same initiation ceremonies as the male recruits.

Does this look like someone who has taken her fair share of being pissed upon by the lads and spent many enjoyable hours watching porn, downing pints and eating vindaloos?

  • Ann Jones AM - Assembly Member Profile

‘Don’t fancy yours much mate’.

What has been going on in the FBU?

 

The ‘Morning Star’ also had a short article reporting the concerns of MIND that ‘poor social housing’ was contributing to the mental ill health of tenants. If only MIND had spoken out about this during the 1990s, when Hergest patients were systematically housed – when they were housed at all that was – in the most ‘hard to let’ housing in the area. After they’d been living in appalling hostels for months, the lucky few would be offered accommodation on the rough end of Maesgeirchan, the housing estate on the outskirts of Bangor, which was also where the Ty’r Felin children’s home was located. One severely ill patient was left to be harassed and threatened by the paedophiles’ friends who ruled the roost on Maesgeirchan and was eventually found dead in his house. He was called Charles Pearce and well-known in Bangor because he was floridly manic, used to call himself the King of Bangor and wear a home-made crown and robes. The mental health services banged him up in Denbigh for a few months, declared him incorrigible, released and then abandoned him. Charles was repeatedly arrested and fined for ludicrous offences, which eventually pushed him into so much debt that he had to sell his properties – he was then fleeced of thousands by the North Wales Housing Association – and after that he could only afford a former council house on Maesgeirchan. Charles subsequently developed a disorder which resulted in him pulling flesh off himself. He was seen out and about with visible injuries and was later found dead in his house, having disembowelled himself. See post ‘R.I.P. The Previous King Of Wales’. Charles Pearce died slowly and painfully in full view of the whole of Bangor.

The other favourite location for housing Hergest patients was on the Morawelon estate at Holyhead. One part of Morawelon was so bad that absolutely no-one would live there. A homeless hostel opened on Morawelon and was managed by a young woman who did know what she was doing. Sadly some bigoted corrupt old farts of Holyhead Councillors constantly undermined her, sabotaged her work, forced her to employ inappropriate people – ie. their friends – the scheme fell apart and the hostel subsequently turned into a crack house. Hergest patients were housed nearby. They were harassed, threatened and occasionally beaten up. MIND knew all about it, because Holyhead MIND ran a much boasted about  centre for service users, The Priory. Dr Mike Jackson, a clinical psychologist who worked at Bangor University and for the mental health services, was instrumental in establishing the flagship which was The Priory. A leading light in The Priory was Sue Sayer, who later was given a paid job as an advocate at the Hergest Unit. Patients were abused and assaulted by staff, fitted up in Court and were found dead regularly. Sue Sayer was told about the sexual abuse and trafficking of patients in a chain of private ‘nursing homes’, Prestwood (see post ‘A Convenient Arrangement With The Private Sector’).

MIND did not say a word about any of this to anyone, although they did ask me if I would provide free maths lessons for Prestwood residents. I of course said no, not wishing to be a source of free labour for a people trafficking organisation. I was told that if I didn’t agree to provide free maths lessons for Prestwood clients, I would not be allowed to provide free maths lessons for the other service users at The Priory, which is what I had offered. So MIND prevented service users from accessing free maths tuition, which the service users had told me that they really wanted.

When Mike Jackson and his wife Sonia heard that my lawyer had finally obtained my highly incriminating medical records, Sonia shrieked at me ‘I hope that you’re not going to mention Mike’s name’ and a few days later Mike told me ‘I know you suffered but I hope you never win a case against the Trust because it’ll cost them nearly a million and that should be spent on my patients’.

Well Mike, I never received a penny from the dear old Trust, I and witnesses were simply threatened – including with guns – until I left Wales. But I don’t think that the million which was saved was spent on your patients was it – they’re still destitute and dying…

 

 

The extraordinary in-fighting in the Labour Party continues. Jeremy Corbyn has now subscribed to the precise definition of anti-semitism which Margaret Hodge demanded after she engaged lawyers to the Royals Mishcon de Reya because Jezza hurt her feelings, but Dame Madge is still not happy, because Jezza added a clause allowing people to have sympathies for the Palestinians should they wish. Dame Madge was given the prime time 8-10 am slot on the ‘Today’ programme this morning to tell the world that Jezza has ‘sullied’ the definition of anti-semitism by adding this outrageous clause. Dame Madge did quite a bit of sullying herself when she led Islington Borough Council and ignored the paedophile gang operating in its children’s homes, who murdered witnesses. Then the Dame did a bit more sullying when she was MP for Barking and ignored the fact that the local hospital was killing maternity patients at quite an impressive rate.

After Dame Madge had told the world how disgusting Jezza is now that he has added a conscience clause to the definition demanded by the Dame, the Dame and Baroness Shami Chakrabarti held a debate about Jezza and the definition. All I could think when I listened to the Dame and the Baroness discussing how much ‘hurt’ Jezza has caused by being too slow to adopt the right definition and then adding the conscience clause when he did adopt the right definition is that throughout this summer, some kids’ parents were too poor to provide lunches for them; some school girls are receiving free sanitary products because they cannot afford to buy them; the numbers of homeless are rising; disabled people and people on universal credit are becoming destitute because of changes to their benefits; most social service depts in the UK are under police investigation for grooming and people trafficking offences; social care for the elderly is virtually unavailable; and the mental health services have collapsed. And of course millions of people who aren’t actually in dire difficulties are still working long and hard to keep body and soul together.

Margaret Hodge’s immediate family, the Oppenheimers, moved to London after the Arab-Israeli war of 1948, concerned that anti-semitism had increased in the Middle East and started their family-owned steel-trading corporation, Stemcor. It is one of the world’s largest privately held steel companies, with an annual turnover of over £6 billion in 2011. Hodge is a major shareholder. Stemcor was run by her brother, Ralph, until September 2013.

Madge looks like she’s having a pretty good time, despite Jezza sullying things:

Dame Margaret Hodge
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Why would anyone ever vote Labour when she is allowed to conduct herself like this?

By the way Madge, Lady Shami was quite correct this morning when she told you that much of what you claim to be anti-semitic is open to debate, even among Jewish people. One of my friends married a Jewish Canadian and this Jewish Canadian used to tell me that he didn’t like visiting Golders Green because he found many of the people there rather difficult. I asked why and he said ‘there’s a lot of Israelis there, I don’t really like them that much, they tend to be a bit arrogant’. He is as Jewish as you are Madge, when I went to visit him and his family, I would watch him carrying out every appropriate ritual. They aren’t Orthodox, but he is Jewish. Neither does he own a steel company with an annual turnover of £6 billion and he’s never colluded with a paedophile gang.

 

The think tank established by the Windbag which has served as a job creation scheme for the offspring of Labour big wigs, the IPPR, has produced a report with ideas to transform the UK economy. The IPPR haven’t really transformed anything so far and they weren’t even bothering to acknowledge applications from people who responded to their adverts for policy specialists a few years ago – I did notice IPPR, I had absolutely everything on my CV that you wanted and much more, but whoops my mum isn’t Harriet and my dad wasn’t Ralph! – so I doubt that their ideas for transforming the economy will be very exciting. Two people were invited to discuss the IPPR report on the radio – Lord Bob Kerslake and Kate Andrews. Lord Bob Kerslake is the former Head of the Civil Service and was also the Biggest Wig in the NHS at one point, so there’s a sound track record there. Kate Andrews is a rather irritating right wing American who works for the Institute of Economic Affairs who arrived in the UK a few years ago and has been doing the rounds ever since, telling us all how crap we are, how crap our country is and how we need to take a leaf out of the book of the US. Er, OK…

 

Donald Trump

 

In that case Kate, I want Stormy Daniels over here as well.

 

The Top Docs continue to discover a life-saving miracle on a daily basis. Today it was childhood leukaemia. Which is a little confusing because the big advances were made with childhood leukaemia many years ago, when it was discovered that a combination of vincristin and methotrexate did produce very, very good results. Childhood leukaemia was no longer a death sentence as a result.

Brave Babs Windsor has had a pacemaker fitted after her Alzheimers meds caused her to collapse, or at least according to ‘The Sun’ that is what has happened. Which suggests that Babs is doing rather better out of the Top Docs than most other people are, when one considers the usual dire ‘care’ to which Alzheimers’ patients are subjected.

The World Health Organisation (WHO) are fuming because they have discovered that most people on the whole planet are not taking the required amount of exercise, as demanded by WHO. Uganda was mentioned as a particularly lamentable example. Call me naive, but I suspect that many people in Uganda probably have rather more pressing concerns than ensuring that they follow the WHO guidelines for daily exercise. For a start if they are gay, they’ll be terrified because should they be accused/caught they may well be executed.

The UK Cabinet are also concerned with First World Problems, they have agreed that every restaurant, cafe and other eating place should display the calorie content of the meals on offer on their menus, although there has been concern expressed regarding the cost of doing this for small businesses. The Cabinet are doing this because the scourge of obesity shows no signs of abating. Which suggests that the general public are not taking a blind bit of notice of ‘public education’ messages, so they’re not going to take any notice of calories printed on menus. Well Theresa May will, as will Chris Bryant, Jane Hutt, Julie Morgan and Stephen Kinnock, but they’ll probably be worrying about the calories before they choose anyway. Somehow I do not think that I’ll be witnessing the labourers with builders bums studying those calories when they order their fry-ups in the morning before starting work. Not that the Cabinet will realise that, most of them not having worked as hod carriers.

 

I look forward to hearing what lethal condition the Top Docs will announce that they have cured next, now that I have exposed Adrian Francis! I’ve had my eye on Adrian for a few years now, wondering if he was going to do the decent thing and resign as a lawyer after his father killed himself and then after I started this blog… No, Adrian’s going from strength to strength like the rest of them.

 

More names coming soon Top Docs…

 

A Bit More About Those Very Muddy Waters

My recent posts ‘A Controversial Barrister’ and ‘My Response To An Invitation’ describe how the investigation of institutionalised child sexual abuse or sexual abuse/exploitation in the mental health services is being deliberately hampered by fallacious allegations that it is the complainants and witnesses themselves who are actually abusers, or by allegations that they have been abused by someone else (the fickle finger of suspicion usually points at their families) or by the muddying of the waters completely by ‘therapists’ who ‘identify’ highly improbably circumstances such as ‘Satanic abuse’ or whose very dubious brands of ‘therapy’ cause huge confusion in already distressed and confused people, for example some of those therapists who specialise in ‘recovered memory’ or complex and controversial diagnoses such as Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID). Previous blog posts have described how I witnessed such confusion in the north Wales mental health services, but since writing those posts a few other worrying memories have cropped up involving patients whom I knew well.

I have a friend who asked for a referral to a specialist back in the early 90s for psychosexual problems. This man has been treated dreadfully by the mental health services; they had him arrested when he telephoned a nurse and told her that he was so suicidal that he felt like chopping a gas pipe – he ended up in prison on remand although he was never actually taken to Court for anything – fallacious allegations were made about him constantly and eventually he was refused all care and treatment even during periods when he was suicidally depressed. It was almost as if the Hergest Unit were standing back and waiting for the inevitable… Like me, this man finally obtained a full copy of his medical records via his lawyers – he was generous enough to let me read them and I was interested to see that the sort of phrases that appeared on my medical records had also appeared on his and indeed had been written by the very same people. However this man had an experience with one mental health professional whom I never came across, but who I think might have been used to contribute to the muddying of the waters when all those difficult allegations of a paedophile ring operating in childrens homes in north Wales began to crop up along with allegations of sexual exploitation and criminal conduct on the part of mental health staff in the region.

When my friend first asked for a referral for psychosexual problems, he did it through his GP. He was told that the ‘process’ was to go through the Community Mental Health Team, which was the highly abusive Arfon Team (please see previous posts for further details of their activities). He did not consider himself to have mental health problems, he was asking for advice on specific psychosexual problems. He was told that he could see a ‘sex therapist’, but that he would have to agree to be an inpatient on Seiriol Ward in Ysbyty Gwynedd (this was just before the Hergest Unit had been built). He never understood this – recently Brown has suggested that it was highly likely to have been related to the contract that the sex therapist held with the then Gwynedd Health Authority, ie. she may have only been contracted to provide a service to inpatients and thus to ensure that she was paid he had to be an inpatient. So my friend agreed to go into Seiriol Ward to access ‘help’ from this sex therapist, one Caroline Bertalot. Whilst he was an inpatient, he felt that he was shunned and excluded by nursing staff – he told me that he was made to feel ‘like a pervert’, with staff telling him that they wouldn’t ‘talk to him’ because he had sexual problems and they ‘weren’t trained’ to deal with that. But something worse than that happened. He never got to see Caroline Bertalot, although he was in the hospital for a matter of weeks. No-one told him that she wasn’t coming. When he finally enquired as to what was happening, he was told that she’d left her job. So he was allowed to sit in a psychiatric ward for a few weeks, supposedly waiting to see a therapist whom everyone knew had left her job. He later received information that there was discord between Caroline Bertalot and the mental health services – knowing how the system works, I suspect that he may have been caught in the crossfire. Unsurprisingly, he made a complaint. And it was at that point that the construction of this man as a ‘personality disordered’ potentially violent patient began. Among his medical records there was a copy of the most extraordinary letter written by the psychiatrist from Ysbyty Gywnedd whom I call Dr X on this blog (the psychiatrist who was doing some truly dreadful things behind the scenes to patients who complained) – this letter was literally a rant, with Dr X displaying an incredible amount of personal animosity to the patient, maintaining that the service ‘does not and will not’ provide psychosexual therapy. So what was going on? This patient’s distress deepened, partly as a response to his huge frustration at the conduct of the mental services towards him – which as the years passed became increasingly callous and bizarre and had to be witnessed to be believed. The mental health services then agreed to provide psychosexual counselling for his wife – but not him! So that merry go around continued for a while, but simply involved further neglect and abuse. He and his wife then wondered if they would meet rather saner people in the private sector and they made enquiries about sex therapists who operated outside of the NHS. They were told that ‘one of the best’ was a Patricia Gillan. Gillan will be very elderly now – if she is still alive – but at one time she was quite a big name and her allegedly classic text is still advertised online. She had a clinic in London – I think it was a Harley Street one – and also had connections in north Wales. My friend and his wife went to see her on a number of occasions and soon concluded that she was frankly mad and was fleecing them. She charged a very high hourly fee – and my friend, who is a businessman himself, was interested to discover that she demanded cash in hand and no receipts or paperwork were ever involved, so he presumed that she was busying herself with tax evasion. He remembered her ‘therapy’ as being frankly bizarre – it seemed to involve ‘spells’ and ‘magical thinking’, the sort of thing that one might encounter if one consulted one of the whackier alternative therapists at Glastonbury. He and his wife were completely perplexed – this woman was supposedly one of the UKs leading sex therapists. When my friend first told me about this, I presumed that Patricia Gillan must just have been yet another quack who was an example of the King’s New Clothes a la Professor Mark Williams, but now that I have documentary evidence of the UK-wide network that the north Wales mental health services were linked into and their penchant for colluding with just about anyone to shaft patients who had made complaint, I am wondering if something more sinister was happening. It was interesting to read in the Jillings Report – which was written in 1996 but not made public until many years later – that there was no therapy available in north Wales for males with psychosexual difficulties, only for women. The north Wales paedophile ring primarily targeted adolescent boys – and there was collusion with the mental health services…. My friend found it impossible to access psychosexual counselling in north Wales for many years – until he was finally referred to a nurse who repeatedly told him that he must have been sexually abused as a child (he did not grow up in north Wales), although he maintained that this was absolutely not the case. He never ever managed to obtain an adequate ‘service’ anywhere in the UK and is currently in a clinic overseas…

Regarding the process by which this man was imprisoned. As I mentioned, he rang the mental health services and said that he was so suicidal that he felt like chopping a gas pipe. He was arrested, charged and remanded in Walton Prison in Liverpool – where he was ‘assessed’ by Dr Dafydd Alun Jones! Jones diagnosed PTSD – although hours previously a prison psychiatrist had diagnosed bipolar disorder after one 20 minute interview although no medication was prescribed – and Jones recommended that my friend receive treatment for his PTSD at Jones’s ‘private nursing home’, Ty Gwyn. He was released from prison on condition that he stayed at Ty Gwyn. Although Ty Gwyn’s fees were very substantial indeed, my friend described this ‘nursing home’ as a ‘mediocre boarding house’ in which he had to share a room. They were unable to provide vegetarian options and told my friend that he’d have to go into Llandudno and buy takeaways. My friend didn’t actually see Dafydd until my friend announced that he wasn’t going to be ripped off any longer and stated his intention to discharge himself. Dafydd turned up within half an hour and told my friend that he needed ‘at least another three weeks’ of ‘treatment’. My friend told him to stick it and left. Now my friend heard no more from police or courts or prisons – although his release was conditional upon him staying at Ty Gwyn. Many years later he tried to obtain copies of the relevant documentation relating to all this from Walton Prison but was told that it wasn’t available. What’s the betting that something so dodgy had gone on that they didn’t dare release those records – or indeed rearrest him after he walked out of Ty Gwyn? My friend also discovered something else about these events when his lawyer finally obtained his medical records – it had been one Dr David Healy who insisted that he was arrested. That’s the same Dr David Healy who had told other Hergest staff that I had to be arrested if I turned up at the Hergest Unit rather than be offered treatment. Neither of us ever had Healy as a consultant. It was only relatively recently however that my friend mentioned something else that I think was salient.

Although he lived near Caernarfon, when he was arrested he was taken all the way to Pwhelli Magistrates Court who then sent him to prison. Bangor, Caernarfon and even Llangefni Courts were much nearer. He never understood why he was taken to Pwhelli. But then when I was framed for ‘threatening to kill’ Alun Davies (the manager of the Hergest Unit) I too was taken all the way to Pwhelli Magistrates Court, when I lived near Caernarfon! I also remember that the duty solicitor who attended, a man from a Pwhelli practice, was like a cat on hot bricks which was odd – the duty solicitors are usually quite laid back. After the case against me had collapsed and it was evident that the ‘witnesses’ (all staff from the Hergest Unit) had lied to the police, I investigated the possibility of suing the Hergest Unit and I got as far as a barristers opinion. But guess what – the barrister involved, a Wyn Williams, was married to a psychiatric nurse employed at the Ablett Unit! Somehow that case never got off the ground. Wyn Williams is now Justice Wyn Williams. So what’s going on in Pwhelli?

Now for a few thoughts on another case that has always worried me. After the case against me of ‘threats to kill Alun Davies’ collapsed, I was instead convicted of behaviour likely to cause harassment, alarm or distress (please see blog posts ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal system’, ‘Behind the Scenes Regarding Those Legal Happenings’ and ‘Even More Confusion Regarding Those Legal Conundrums’ for full details of the unfathomable events). The disgusting Judge Huw Daniel presided over the case and as he always did mouthed off in Court and I subsequently appeared in the local papers, along with details about me including my address. Within a few days I received a letter. It was from another Hergest patient whom had also been accused of ‘threatening to kill’ a member of staff and had been arrested. She asked me if I thought that Hergest were framing patients who had complained – I knew that they were, so I wrote back to this lady and we met several times. She had become involved with the Hergest Unit because she believed that she suffered from DID and had asked for a referral to a mental health specialist. The Hergest maintained that she did not have DID, she had what nearly all their patients had, an ‘untreatable borderline personality disorder’. She and her husband challenged this and she was subsequently accused of threatening to kill a clinical psychologist. Not only had she done no such thing but she also discovered that the man involved was not a clinical psychologist, he was a nurse who had done a PhD in the School of Psychology at Bangor University and he should not have been stating that he was a clin psych or carrying out assessments that only clin psychs are permitted to do. This lady had also been told by the dreadful Alun Davies ‘just because you’re mad doesn’t mean that you have to be bad’ and also demonstrated that a psychiatrist involved, a Dr Oberholzer, had not conducted himself as he should have. She made a formal complaint about the whole lot of them via the ‘independent’ NHS complaints process. Very unusually her complaint was upheld. The assessors agreed that she had DID not a borderline personality disorder and some very damning words were directed at Alun Davies. I also seem to remember that Oberholzer was criticised and referred to the GMC.

This lady was then offered ‘therapy’ for DID at the Hergest Unit, to be delivered by Dr X’s wife, who also worked as a psychiatrist there. The lady with DID didn’t want to go near the Hergest Unit again and she threatened to sue the North West Wales NHS Trust. The Trust then offered to fund therapy at a clinic of her choice – she requested to be treated by the Chester Therapy Centre, because there was a clinical psychologist there who claimed to specialise in DID. I was shown her CV – she was no more appropriate than Dr X’s wife would have been. She was fairly newly qualified, had not yet completed a PhD and certainly did not have the experience needed for a minefield like DID. But, as far as I can remember, she actually owned the Chester Therapy Centre, it seemed to be her own business. She recommended that the lady with DID should have ‘at least nine years of therapy’ – and the North West Wales NHS Trust agreed to fund this. The lady and her husband were delighted and felt victorious. This lady then told me a few weeks later that she had been offered a job as a ‘service user consultant’ – please read my posts about service user involvement for the ugly reality behind service user consultants. So by then, this lady and her husband thought that they had really got somewhere.

At the time that all this was happening, the north Wales mental health services had been subjected to an inspection. This lady, her husband, I and two members of Hergest staff had all made appointments to see the inspectors and had told them just how wrong things were at the Hergest Unit. But when the report arrived, it was incredible – the Hergest Unit was praised to the rafters, although two staff had blown the whistle on serious abuse of patients. Furthermore, the report had praised the ‘excellent relationship’ between the Arfon Team and the Hergest – although they hated each other so much that many of the staff were not on speaking terms and one psychiatrist at the Hergest Unit refused to work with the Arfon Team. My correspondent and her husband remarked that reading the inspection report was like reading about a completely different hospital. Brown quipped that Alun Davies had probably taken the inspectors out to dinner the night before the inspection. After this baffling report was produced I met up with this couple one more time – they were in the process of selling their house in south Gwynedd to move near Chester for the nine years of ‘therapy’. I had misgivings about a lot of things – about the whole concept of DID for a start, about a patently underqualified and inexperienced ‘therapist’ offering therapy for such a condition, about NINE YEARS of therapy and about selling what was a lovely house to go and live near a therapy centre in an area of exorbitant house prices, let alone about the job as a ‘service user consultant’. But I did think that this lady had a different view of the world than me, a different ideology and had achieved what she wanted – years of therapy three times a week and a role in service userdom. But more recently I’ve had a rethink, based on the dreadful things that I have discovered that the North West Wales NHS Trust and Hergest Unit did to anyone who complained. They destroyed them. If court cases collapsed against them, they mounted further cases. They stalked them, they leant on their employers to sack them, they told their neighbours that they were dangerous nutters – and documentation that I now have demonstrates that even if they appeared to be agreeing to ‘care for’ those patients, they were shafting them as much as possible without those patients knowing. And they would collude with anyone and everyone to do this, using a network of connections across the UK. Now the lady with DID and her husband had an awful lot of dirt on Alun Davies and the Hergest Unit and of course they had linked up with me. Davies knew this, because I now have a copy of a letter that he wrote to a third party asking how I ‘had found out’ about this lady’s case. There is no way that Davies, Keith Thomson, Martin Jones et al from the North West Wales NHS Trust will have forgotten about that lady and left her in peace – they will have gone after her. I have spent the last few months trying to trace her. She and her husband have disappeared into the Bermuda triangle that swallows up so many people who complain about the mental health services in north Wales. And the Chester Therapy Centre has changed hands and there is no trace of the lady who was going to provide the nine years of therapy. That was therapy that the North West Wales NHS Trust was funding. And if they were parting with that sort of money, they will have been in a very powerful position in relation to the person whom they were paying. So how did they stuff this particular patient over? Another arrest on trumped up charges perhaps? Therapy that caused immense damage? Or therapy that made her completely dependent that was then suddenly withdrawn pushing her into crisis? Perhaps Martin Jones would like to tell us… I do know for certain that the other major player, the nurse who was pretending to be a clinical psychologist, was hung out to dry – although it was the North West Wales NHS Trust themselves who ordered him to misrepresent himself. After the lady who caught him out had been offered her package of ‘therapy’ at the Chester therapy Centre, this man was sacked for allegedly having a sexual relationship with a patient. He maintained that their relationship only began about a year after she had been discharged, when he met her again at a party. Nonetheless he was fired, struck off from the counsellors professional body and the last I heard he was working as a carpenter. I would imagine that working as a carpenter would be rather more fulfilling and productive than working at the Hergest Unit, but of course being a man who has been sacked and struck off for having sex with a patient, if ever he should be tempted to spill the beans on the dire practices that he will have undoubtedly witnessed at the North West Wales NHS Trust nobody will take his allegations seriously.

The mental health services in north Wales didn’t just do favours for the region’s Social Services that hosted a paedophile ring, they helped out organisations in other parts of Wales that had fouled up as well. There were quite a few people around Bethesda in the 80s and 90s who had been former members of a well-known commune who were known as the Orange People – they were followers of a guru called Baghwan, who eventually became very discredited on the grounds of the huge fortune that he’d built up out of the money that his far less affluent followers gave him. The guru’s base was in India, but there had been a branch of the community at Aber and a lot of the people who had lived there eventually moved to Bethesda. I got to know one of them very well, because he turned up at the Hergest Unit. I hadn’t known him before this, but a lot of his old mates from the house at Aber had known him for ages. He turned up at the Hergest Unit well-dosed up on anti-psychotics and it transpired that he was alleged to have ‘paranoid schizophrenia’ – and somehow it had got around Bethesda that he was ‘dangerous’ no less, ‘particularly to women’. To be fair, when one of the nurses at the Hergest Unit heard this, she was very angry and made it clear that this was a baseless rumour. This man was incredibly quiet and very very shy but once you made friends with him he was quite interesting – he’d done a PhD in biochemistry in a London medical school but had joined Bhagwan’s commune soon after. But he had a much better – and more recent – tale than this. The tale of how he ended up at Hergest. He was on probation when I first met him – for allegedly assaulting a police woman in south Wales. But his story was that he had been visiting his mum who lived in south Wales when a police woman approached him and grabbed him by the arm demanding to know who he was. He maintained that he had told her to ‘get off’ him and refused to answer her questions on the grounds that he was doing absolutely nothing suspicious. She then called for back-up and a number of male police officers arrived who violently attacked him, hitting him on the head with a truncheon and causing a serious head injury. He was then arrested for resisting arrest and assaulting the officers, was remanded in custody and eventually found guilty of assault. He was assessed as having schizophrenia, put on probation and transferred back to north Wales where he had lived for many years and referred to the Hergest Unit. Now this man maintained that the officers had all perjured themselves and that at no point did he ever assault anyone. Whatever happened to him at their hands had certainly had an effect on him – he hid if he saw the police and he couldn’t even bear to watch police dramas on TV. He maintained that the police were ‘a bunch of thugs’. A few months after I first met him, one of my friends became his girlfriend and spent a lot of time at his house. She also used to attend medical appointments with him, as by then she was classed as his ‘carer’. So she was party to an awful lot of information. She told me that she had seen the photos of him after his encounter with the police in south Wales and that his injuries were serious. These photos were on his medical files and his probation files. She also told me that she had been told by Dr X – his psychiatrist at the Hergest Unit – that he had indeed been assaulted and framed by the police. And she had also been told by his probation officer that he had been framed. So all these people seemed to know that serious wrongdoing on the part of the police had occurred – but no-one piped up. Then we noticed something else. That this man didn’t seem to be psychotic – he was deeply traumatised and very shy but his mum told his girlfriend that he had always been very shy and submissive. And he certainly wasn’t dangerous to women or to anyone else. But he was regularly hauled into the Hergest Unit if he ever dared to mention that he didn’t want to be injected with anti-psychotics any longer – because he was a paranoid schizophrenic who was refusing treatment. He was also being abused by the staff in the Hergest Unit when he was an inpatient on the dreadful Taliesin Ward – his girlfriend witnessed it. She also noticed that he had no bedding. So she went to confront the staff and was told that he did have bedding but he ‘had hidden it’. She pointed out that she had searched his – very small – room and he did not have any bedding. She was reminded that he was a paranoid schizophrenic who could not be believed. At this point she got very angry because she had seen quite enough patients mistreated and she simply pointed out that he had managed to acquire a PhD so he probably knew if he had any bedding. She then found that she had great difficulty visiting him because on so many occasions when she tried to he was ‘too distressed’ to receive visitors. As far as I know, this man who was beaten senseless by the south Wales police, framed for assault and then diagnosed as a dangerous paranoid schizophrenic with the full knowledge of the Hergest Unit and the north Wales probation service is still busy being a paranoid schizophrenic and will no doubt be receiving regular doses of potentially dangerous ‘medication’ that very much seems as if it was only ever prescribed in the first place to cover the tracks of some bent coppers. There is another person in Gwynedd who also almost certainly knows that this man is unlikely to be a schizophrenic, paranoid or otherwise. That is the woman who is married to a man who was also a member of the commune in the Aber house, who had known the ‘paranoid schizophrenic’ for about thirty years before he met the south Wales police and who lived just down the road from him in the village near Bethesda  – the woman who was the manager of the Bangor branch of MIND for years and who later trained as a psychiatric social worker who knows exactly how corrupt the mental health services in north Wales are but has never uttered a word, the star of a previous blog post, Alison Greenaway…Oh and after he returned to north Wales, the paranoid schizophrenic lived right next door to another social worker who at one point held a number of conversations with me in which she admitted that the social services in north Wales were utterly corrupt, that she hated her job and was desperate to ‘get out’. She did – her Linked In profile subsequently described her as a ‘social work trainer’, but she is now working as a ‘funeral celebrant’ of all things – so has run the astonishing career of Rosie Waite. No wonder the ‘schizophrenic’s’ ‘prognosis’ was so poor.

I also knew another ‘paranoid schizophrenic’ from the Hergest Unit, but unlike the man who was almost bludgeoned to death by the police, this young woman did seem to frequently be very distressed and disorientated. However, she too had some interesting experiences with the mental health services in Gwynedd, again with people known to me. No-one took a blind bit of notice ‘because she is ill’. But  one thing that I noticed was that this young woman absolutely loathed Jackie Brandt, a social worker from the dreadful Arfon Community Mental Health Team. This young woman maintained that Jackie Brandt had unlawfully detained her at Ysbyty Gwynedd for a week and had left her with nothing but nightclothes for the whole time and that she had been prevented from washing or showering. This young woman’s father had been sufficiently incensed by the way that his daughter had been treated that he had made a formal complaint. The young woman told me that Brandt had ‘told lie after lie after lie’. The young woman’s father’s complaint was not upheld. This happened to the young woman about a year after Jackie Brandt unlawfully detained me at Ysbyty Gwynedd – and told lie after lie after lie when I complained about her. Guess what – my complaint wasn’t upheld either. (Please see previous blog posts for the full details of my adventures with Jackie Brandt.) Obviously nothing to worry about at all where Brandt was concerned, although she didn’t seem to have much luck with patients. The young woman who complained about Brandt was also a patient of Dr X and constantly stated that she was frightened of him. This was also considered to be part of her illness. But one day when this young woman was an inpatient in Hergest, a real hullabaloo broke out. She had made another complaint. She had maintained that the night before, she had heard loud hammering on her door and when she answered it, Dr X was there and exposed himself to her. She was furious, made a formal complaint – and was denounced as completely psychotic. Which she might have been. But both my medical records and the medical records of the man who requested psychosexual counselling who featured earlier in this post demonstrate that Dr X was doing and saying some very strange things that none of would ever have believed if we had not read the documents written and signed by him ourselves. Before this alleged night-time encounter with Dr X, something happened to this young woman that all the patients did notice though. For some inexplicable reason Dr X referred her to a ‘hormone specialist’ in London. No-one worked out why, neither the young woman – or her family who were very protective of her – requested this referral or even mentioned a suspicion of ‘hormone problems’. But off she went to London. And she came back with the most extraordinary stories regarding these ‘consultations’ – it would seem that this young woman was yet another Hergest patient who had been referred to someone who was quite mad. I think that the Hergest Unit must have had a register of crazy abusive second opinions to unleash upon patients who dared complain. Anyway, the mad old lady in London stated that this young woman had ‘an extreme form of PMT’ and put her on a special diet. But whereas the word ‘diet’ is frequently used to describe an eating regime that people adopt to lose weight, this ‘diet’ was just the opposite. It seemed to have been designed to ensure that this young woman out on as much weight as possible – in order to ‘regulate her hormones’, the mad old lady in London ordered this young woman to eat a tin of Ambrosia creamed rice every two hours throughout the day, as well as normal meals. And the young woman did, she always had a few tins of Ambrosia in her bag, and every two hours would dutifully get a tin out and eat it. She out on about 4 stone in a couple of months. She was still very distressed and disorientated and was still loaded up to the eyeballs with anti-psychotics. As well as the Ambrosia creamed rice. Regarding the anti-psychotics – Dr X maintained that this young woman was so severely ill that he was prescribing a drug for her that a lot of doctors refuse to prescribe. It was one of the ‘atypical’ anti-psychotics that was known to be lethal in about 1 in 100 patients – there were warnings everywhere that this drug really was the choice of last resort. But this young woman got it, what with her beliefs that Jackie Brandt was a lying cow who broke the law and that Dr X had exposed himself to her. I note that this drug is also associated with rapid weight gain. No doubt particularly so when co-prescribed with huge quantities of Ambrosia creamed rice. I haven’t seen this young woman for a long time, but one of my friends saw her about five years ago and said that ‘she looked like an old lady’. I think that it’s a miracle that she’s still alive.

To finish this blog post, I will conjure up another ghost from the past, a case that worried me back in the early 90s when it first came to light, before the allegations of institutional child abuse in north Wales hit the headlines. As I previously mentioned, there used to be a lot of communes in north and mid-Wales – some were benign, just groups of hippies living together, but others had more sinister reputations. One commune at Tregarth near Bangor that was always alleged to be dodgy was known as The Teachers. They used to run an ‘educational centre’ in Bangor and often tried to lure students into participating in their activities. I was warned to keep away from them within weeks of arriving at Bangor – no-one could ever explain why one should have nothing to do with The Teachers, but people were certainly warned to steer clear of them. In the following years I heard two direct allegations that children were being mistreated in the commune – one of the people who told me was the daughter of a local midwife, another person was a solicitor. About ten years later, The Teachers hit the UK media. One of the children who had grown up there who was now in her late teens, Rebecca Teacher, appeared on the Kilroy show, making allegations of very serious child abuse within the community. She also maintained that she had told both the police at Bangor and the Social Services in Gwynedd what had been going on when she was younger but that no action had been taken. There was a huge public row between her and her father, Kevin Teacher – who was the founder of the commune and the father of an awful lot of the children there – and he maintained that she was nothing but a juvenile delinquent which was evidenced by her run-ins with the Bangor Police. It all received a lot of publicity but not for very long – there was talk of Rebecca suing for the years of abuse that she maintained that she had endured, but this simply elicited allegations that she was in hot pursuit of dosh. There did not seem to ever be an investigation into her claims that she told both Bangor Police and Gwynedd Social Services what had been happening but had been ignored and returned to the commune. I have tried to trace Rebecca Teacher over the past couple of years. She too has disappeared, as did the interest in her allegations very shortly after she made them. But somebody else of course did continue to make appearances on Kilroy and other TV shows and is very much still in evidence – Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, the one time partner of Lucille Hughes, the former Director of Gwynedd Social Services who was in 2000 named in the Waterhouse Report as knowing that a paedophile ring was operating in the Social Services but failed to act!