The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…

Thanks to my correspondent Lydia for bringing my attention to yet another leading light in psychiatry in Wales – Kenneth Rawnsley, who was Professor of Psychological Medicine at Cardiff, 1964-85. Not only did Prof Ken know all about Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and the paedophiles, but he was the man who gave Dafydd’s therapeutic community in the cellar of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh the official stamp of approval and who reassured everyone that standards at Denbigh were fine. Ken did this whilst all those folk who had dared challenge the paedophiles and their friends were illegally imprisoned in Denbigh and whilst the elderly lady Mary was still locked inside that place for no other reason than 60 years previously she had given birth without being married (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’). Ken also taught Tony Francis (Dr X) and was the ultimate boss of the team that Francis worked in when Francis worked in Cardiff. Ken was President of the Royal College of Psychiatrists, 1981-84.

Rawnsley was born in Halifax, went to Burnley Grammar School and then Manchester University where he qualified in 1948. He worked as a house physician to Robert – later Lord – Platt (see post ‘The Creme de la Creme’) in 1949 at Manchester Royal Infirmary. The Royal College of Physicians website’s section on ‘Lives of the Fellows’ tells us that there was a ‘galaxy of gifted young men’ –  yet another galaxy of Top Doctors – working under Platt at the time, one of whom was Douglas Black. Black  later became President of the Royal College of Physicians, 1977-83 and authored the Black Report on inequalities which pissed Thatcher off so much. Although Platt’s first wife Muriel had been a psychiatrist, Platt tried to persuade Rawnsley not to go into psychiatry because it simply wasn’t considered an option for capable people.

Rawnsley nonetheless pursued psychiatric training at Manchester’s Academic Dept of Psychiatry under Professor Edward Anderson. Anderson had spent the early part of his career in Germany and was influenced by Kurt Schneider and Karl Jaspers. Anderson been taught in the tradition of European psychological phenomenology and as well as in the psychology of Adolf Meyer. He had also worked as a consultant at the Maudsley.

Others who worked in Anderson’s team whom Rawnsley knew included: William Trethowan who was at that time a lecturer; Jack Kenna, a lecturer in clinical psychology; May Irvine, a lecturer in psychiatric social work; Lawton Tonge, a registrar.

William Trethowan became a very senior figure in psychiatry. His father had been an orthopaedic surgeon at Guys and died when Trethowan was 16. After his father’s death, Trethowan’s mother enrolled as  medical student – Trethowan and his mother graduated on the same day.

Trethowan went to Oundle School and then Clare College, Cambridge. At Cambridge he was musical director of Footlights. Trethowan graduated from Guys in 1943 and married the actress Pam Waters. After service in the RAMC, he worked as  psychiatric registrar at the Maudsley, 1948-50. Trethowan then spent a year as a psychiatric resident in Massachusetts General Hospital, Harvard and spent the years 1951-56 as a lecturer and then senior lecturer at Manchester University, where Rawnsley got to know him. Trethowan was appointed Professor of Psychiatry at the University of Sydney in 1956. In 1962 he returned to the UK as Professor of Psychiatry at the University of Birmingham after being head hunted, where he remained until he retired in 1982. Trethowan spent 8 years as the Dean of Medicine at Birmingham. Whilst at Birmingham Trethowan was a colleague of Robert Bluglass who concealed the criminality of the north Wales mental health services in 1988, more of which later on in this post.

Trethowan was an advisor in psychiatry to the DHSS, 1964-78 and Chaired the Standing Mental Health Advisory Committee, 1968-74. He Chaired the Advisory Committee which was set up to establish the Chinese University of Hong Kong, 1976-86.

Trethowan’s  obituary stated that he did much to improve standards in psychiatry and ‘worked both in committee and behind the scenes to ensure that the new college [Royal College of Psychiatrists] would reach the highest standards of professional excellence’. Just how successful Trethowan was in this we shall soon see. Trethowan was the first Chief Examiner of the Royal College and ‘almost single-handedly’ set up the exam for membership.

Trethowan was a member of the GMC and for a while its Treasurer. Trethowan was a member of the GMC panel who in 1970 allowed the paedophile child psychiatrist Dr Morris Fraser to continue to practice. Fraser was later convicted of child sexual abuse. The GMC legal officer for the case was Sir Patrick Mayhew, who years later in his capacity as Attorney General authorised two prosecutions against me for contempt of court on the basis of the perjury of members of staff employed by the north Wales mental health services.

Mayhew was Secretary of State for N Ireland, 1992-97. He was appointed days before that petrol bomb killed five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal (see post ‘The Silence of the Welsh Lambs’). Whilst in post, Mayhew was one of many who concealed the abuse scandal at the Kincora Boys Home in Belfast, which was said to involve members of the British Army as well as Whitehall figures. Morris Fraser was involved with Kincora.

In the 1970s Jack Kenna who was then based at Gaskell House at Manchester Royal Infirmary worked with psychiatrist Professor David Goldberg at Withington Hospital on gender reassignment. They only treated a very small number of people and were consistent with most of their peers in viewing gender reassignment cases as rare interesting specimens.

William Lawton Tonge was a psychiatrist who graduated from Manchester University in 1948. He worked at Manchester Royal Infirmary and Holloway Sanatorium and then was appointed registrar to the dept of psychiatry at Manchester Royal Infirmary in 1951. Tonge worked at the MRC Unit for Research into Social Psychiatry and was then appointed consultant psychiatrist at Sheffield Royal Infirmary.

Tonge was Deputy Medical Superintendent of the private Cheadle Royal Hospital near Manchester and a member of the Society for the Study of Addiction.

Tonge carried out a lot of work on ‘problem families’ in which he sought to identify a common psychological maladjustment in such families whose principal problem was poverty.

There is a Lawton Tonge House in Sheffield which houses Sheffield MIND – but then MIND named one of their buildings William Bingley House.

Rawnsley remembered Anderson’s ‘deep rooted humanity and compassion’. Yet in an interview with Brian Barraclough published in the Psychiatric Bulletin in 1988, Rawnsley clearly stated that although Anderson was interested in phenomenological formulation and diagnosis, ‘treatment was not high on the agenda’ – indeed that Anderson was  a ‘therapeutic nihilist’. Anderson had been appointed as the first Professor of Psychiatry at Manchester in 1949, when Manchester was a ‘psychiatric wilderness’. By 1951 Anderson was using ECT, leucotomy, insulin coma and modified insulin therapy, but he had no ‘modern psychotropic drugs’. Rawnsley stated that in Anderson’s dept the only ‘psychotherapy in vogue was supportive therapy…valuable in the management of chronic personality problems’.

The notion of ‘chronic personality problems’ is a favourite one of particularly abusive Top Doctors. Dafydd, Tony Francis, Neil Davies and Tony Roberts found their clinics heaving with patients with chronic personality problems, as I’m sure did those concealing their wrongdoing at St George’s Hospital Medical School and Springfield Hospital. These were the patients who had dared question them or even complain who then found themselves threatened, abused and finally refused treatment. Some of these patients had no problems in their relationships with the rest of the world and some managed to have successful careers and families. The only people with whom they had problems were the Top Doctors and they were therefore deemed to have chronic personality problems.

It is clear from Rawnsley’s interview with Barraclough that Anderson and indeed Rawnsley himself did not view patients as people to be helped. They were there to be experimented upon by these men of science – who were not actually accepted as being men of science in any way by other men of science like Robert Platt. Rawnsley mentions that there was no hospital attached to the Academic Unit at Manchester, just a small number of beds – where the patients were shocked and lobotomised and put into comas. Anderson et al had some beds at the private Cheadle Royal Hospital and I suspect that was where the psychotherapy for those with chronic personality problems took place. God help you if you were one of the NHS patients, it was medical experiments and psychosurgery for you.

Anderson and Rawnsley gave some patients LSD ‘not because we thought it would do them any good but we wanted to see whether a schizophrenic patient could distinguish between the disturbances produced by LSD and the endogenous disturbance’.  Anderson and Rawnsley published the results, although Rawnsley admitted to Barraclough that giving patients LSD was   ‘on reflection’ ‘not a good thing to do’. I very much doubt that he ever fessed that up to the patients whom he’d dosed.

Rawnsley and Anderson took LSD themselves – it was very new, having only been synthesized by Hofman in 1943 – because ‘it sounded interesting’. Others in their dept took it as well, including Bob Mowbray a clinical psychologist, Dr Paul Scott and the departmental secretary Doris Bee. Not that this was a problem – there was huge interest in LSD at the time, no-one had ever come across anything like it and of course curious people would have given it a go, I certainly would have. What interests me is that Rawnsley and co all described stereotypical acid trips which then ended very badly and decided ‘never again’ – Brian Barraclough also admitted to trying LSD but concluding that it was dangerous – but Rawnsley and Anderson then gave it to patients regardless to see what would happen. Rawnsley was not a man bothered by self doubt – if he had decided ‘on reflection’ that giving patients LSD had not been a good idea, it was probably because he’d done them great damage.

Rawnsley also took mescaline and was in contact with Dr Joel Elkes. Joel Elkes ran a unit Birmingham University in which he experimented extensively with LSD. The treatment unit was established in 1958 at Potwick Hospital in Worcestershire. Over the next 10 years more than 15,000 doses of LSD were given to some 900 patients. Joel Elkes was involved in the CIA ‘mind control’ experiments with US doctors such as Lauretta Bender. Bender was responsible for some serious atrocities such as subjecting children as young as five and six to LSD experiments and ECT without anaesthetic or muscle relaxants which resulted in fractured vertebrae. One child who was the subject of the CIA experiments lived to tale the tale and qualified as an attorney when she was an adult. She tried to publish an account of what had been done to her and was told by the CIA that her career would be ended if she did. She later published under a pseudonym. Elkes also had links to the Pentagon as well as to MI6. It has been alleged that Potwick was partly funded by the CIA, MI6 and the Macy Foundation – somehow Elkes raised $75,000 over ten years to help run it. Elke’s Birmingham University unit was founded with a $84,000 Rockefeller grant and the local Health Authority paid for its upkeep and running costs. Years later there were a number of successful court cases against Potwick Hospital brought by patients who had been the subjects of experimentation. In 1968 Potwick Hospital was the star of a World In Action investigative documentary revealing appalling abuse and neglect of elderly patients. The scandal led to Potwick being the first institution to be selected for closure under the community care programme – the last patients were discharged from Potwick in 1989.

Kenneth Rawnsley left the Manchester University dept in 1953 and Anderson left in 1965. Anderson moved to Sussex and became a Lord Chancellor’s visitor.

In 1954 Rawnsley went to work at the Maudsley, where he joined Dr Denis Leigh in the Psychotherapy Unit. It might have been a psychotherapy unit but on his first day Rawnsley was sent by Leigh to a mortuary in the East End of London to collect the brain of one of Leigh’s patients whom Leigh had heard had died. Rawnsley was dispatched with a biscuit tin in which to transport the brain and ended up having a ‘tussle with the pathologist’ who did not want to hand it over. Rawnsley won the fight over the brain and it was taken to the Maudsley by Rawnsley via a tram journey, obviously without the knowledge of the relatives of the person whose brain it was.

Denis Leigh went to Hulme Grammar School and qualified at Manchester University in 1939. He then worked as  a house surgeon to Geoffrey Jefferson, a leading neurosurgeon. During World War II Leigh was a regimental medical officer after which he specialised in neurology. Leigh worked at the Oxford Head Injury Centre and also worked as an advisor in neurology in the Eastern Army in India. Leigh retained his links to the British Army and was an honorary consultant to the Army until 1980.

After demobilisation Leigh worked in the neurology dept of the London Hospital with Lord Brain and George Redditch.

Leigh then spent 18 months as a registrar at the Maudsley where he trained with Eric Huffman and C. P. Blacker. Carl Blacker was involved in a bizarre plan to inseminate a patient with the sperm of King George VI – see post ‘The King’s Sperm’. Leigh followed that up with one year at Harvard as a Clinical Fellow.

Leigh did not have a qualification in psychiatry, he called himself a consultant physician and always wore a white coat at work.

In 1948 Leigh became a consultant at the Bethlem Royal and Maudsley Hospitals. He was a Governor of the Maudsley and Chair of the Medical Committee there.

Denis Leigh was yet another person with an interest in psychosomatic medicine and he published with Ted Marley on psychosomatic aspects of bronchial asthma. Leigh also translated a volume concerning psychosomatic methods in painless childbirth. If one has the sort of asthma or birth that can be managed by psychological efforts this sort of work is very helpful but I suspect that if one didn’t Dr Leigh would resort to shouting accusations about malingering.

Leigh was also constructed as a forensic and medico-legal expert. He ran a big Harley Street pratice and worked as an expert witness in personal injury claims before the civil courts until just before he died in 1988.

Denis Leigh was someone who as an ‘independent psychiatrist’ assessed accused prisoners in the late 1950s/early 1960s and one of those assessed by Leigh was Guentha Podola in 1959. Podola was accused of murdering a policeman. Not only did Podola maintain that  he suffered from amnesia and had no memory of the alleged murder, but there were allegations that the policeman had assaulted Podola. Leigh gave evidence that Podola was feigning amnesia and Podola was hung.

Denis Leigh also gave evidence for the prosecution in the Lady Chatterley’s Lover trial, but the failure of that prosecution was blamed on the mad old barrister Mervyn Griffiths-Jones rather than the mad old expert witness.

Leigh gave evidence in support of the civil case brought by IRA suspect Sean McKenna. In 1971 McKenna was one of the ‘hooded men’ who was interned and tortured by the RUC Special Branch under the instructions of the British Army as part  of Operation Demetrius. Lord Carrington, the Secretary of State for Defence in Heath’s Gov’t, knew about the torture of IRA suspects and supported it, just as he and others knew about the abuse of children in the Kincora Boys Home in Belfast by Whitehall figures and members of the British Army and concealed it.

Sean McKenna brought a civil claim and in 1975 at he request of the Crown Solicitors Leigh examined McKenna. Leigh agreed that at the time of his torture McKenna had a pre-existing heart condition which was known about and that McKenna’s torture at the hands of the RUC had caused him serious damage. McKenna died days after being examined by Leigh. The Pat Finucane Centre holds documents relating to this case and there is the letter that Leigh wrote to an S. Noel Rea Esq at the Chief Counsel’s Office at the Royal Courts of Justice (Ulster). Leigh mentions that McKenna died days after he examined him and that how fortunate it was for Leigh that McKenna hadn’t died just a couple of days previously within hours of Leigh having seen him.

In 2015 The Irish Times carried a news article stating that the human rights lawyer Amal Clooney was part of a team led by Ben Emerson QC who were hoping to re-open the case of McKenna and the other hooded men. Amal Clooney works at Doughty Street Chambers, as does Helena Kennedy.

Kennedy has used the services of Professor Nigel Eastman at St George’s Hospital Medical School for many of her cases and she acknowledges him in one of her books (see post ‘Eve Was Framed – As Were A Lot Of Other People’). Eastman was one of those who was faced with evidence of Dafydd’s criminality in 1991 but who remained silent. Kennedy was involved with the charity WISH (Women In Special Hospitals) and undoubtedly knew that some of the women in those places had been abused as children in care and whilst in the mental health system but did not say a word, even when Jimmy Savile was put in charge of Broadmoor. Kennedy was also involved with the case of Emma Humphreys who died shortly after being released from prison on appeal when represented by Kennedy. Emma died in inexplicable circumstances about which Kennedy has also remained quiet.

Theodore Huckle also works at Doughty Street. Whilst Theo was Counsel General for Wales he was given access to all the documents now in my posession which contain written evidence of serious criminal activities on the part of Top Doctors, Angels, NHS managers, the social services, probation officers, police officers, lawyers, judges, the Mental Health Act Commission and others. Theo made no comment about any of it and stated that there was no evidence that I had ever been treated negligently (see post ‘Theo Huckle QC’).

Ben Emerson QC is one of the barristers who resigned from IICSA (the Independent Inquiry Into Child Sexual Abuse) after allegations of unacceptable conduct were made against him.

The National Archives also holds a report compiled by Denis Leigh which is embargoed for decades to come – there is no indication as to what this report is about.

It is highly likely that as well as knowing Dafydd from the Maudsley that Denis Leigh knew the neurosurgeon Sir Charles Evans, who later became Principal of UCNW (Bangor University). Evans trained in neurosurgery at Oxford and neurosurgery is a small and exclusive business. Evans was just three years younger than Leigh. When Evans ran UCNW he employed the paedophiles’ friends as social work and clinical psychology tutors, used the services of Gwynne the lobotomist and the corrupt GP David Wood in the Student Health Centre and allowed Dafydd to dictate what went on in the psychology dept (see ‘A Bit More Paleontology’).

Sir Charles Evans was a member of the team which conquered Everest in 1953 – the leader of the team was John Hunt. John Hunt spent his career in Military Intelligence and wrote the Hunt Report as  result of his advisory work on policing in N Ireland. The Hunt Report recommended the creation of a military reserve – the result was the UDR which was infiltrated by paramilitaries who accessed weapons to murder Catholics.

Volunteers for the UDR were vetted by British Army Intelligence and the RUC Special Branch. The security services will have known which UDR volunteers were murderers, in exactly the same way that they knew that Jimmy Savile was a paedophile, as was Sir Peter Morrison and that Dafydd and co were running a paedophile gang. It has been acknowledged that there was a policy to kill members of the IRA anyway and no doubt Dafydd and his atrocities were concealed on the basis of a Lord Denning argument – that this is so bad we must not admit that it’s going on. Which is not a sensible approach to take towards someone like Dafydd, it wasn’t as if he was going to stop running a crime empire or go away.

That will be how Dafydd was propped up by the Army and the security services.

Leigh was Secretary General of the World Psychiatric Association, 1966-78 and opposed many of his colleagues in arguing against the expulsion of the Soviet Union from the WPA on the grounds of political dissidents in the USSR being held in mental hospitals.

One of Leigh’s colleagues remembered that Leigh’ s guiding principal was that ‘ethics must guide all we do in psychiatry’. Denis’s Royal College of Psychiatrists obituary – written by a Peter Noble – stated that it would be for ‘his warmth and kindness as a doctor and teacher that he will be most fondly remembered’.

Denis had a son, Nigel, who inherited Denis’s propensity to be  a Top Doctor. Professor Nigel Leigh is the Professor of Neurology at Brighton and Sussex Medical School. Nigel studied medicine at the London Hospital and subsequently worked at the institutions who for years did a fine job of concealing the wrongdoing of Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends – Southampton University Medical School, St George’s and the Atkinson Morley. In 1989 Nigel Leigh bagged the Chair in Clinical Neurology at the Institute of Psychiatry. He was also honorary consultant at King’ s College Hospitals NHS Trust and the South London and Maudsley NHS Trust. In 1990 Nigel Leigh set up one of the first multi-professional clinics within the NHS for MND (motor neurone disease) offering both medical treatment and therapies on an outpatients basis.

In 2008 BBC News reported that Nigel Leigh’s team were researching the use of lithium for the treatment of MND. Nigel Leigh and Professor Steve Field the then President of the Royal College of General Practitioners stressed that lithium was very toxic, had serious side effects such as kidney damage and that patients mustn’t just try it out for themselves outside of the clinical trial.

At the Hergest Unit patients with a variety of diagnoses were liberally prescribed lithium. Yes, it was explained that lithium was toxic and therefore patients would need regular blood tests to ensure the level of lithium in their blood wasn’t reaching a dangerous level. However, the results often weren’t returned from the labs but the prescribing simply continued regardless. Furthermore the labs at Ysbyty Gwynedd were in chaos anyway, so no-one could ever have been certain what anybody’s lithium levels were. The patients were all at risk and the Top Doctors knew it.

Ted Marley was also a member of Denis Leigh’s team whilst Rawnsley worked there. I have found one reference to Ted Marley being involved with sex therapy but apart from that he left no trace behind him.

Among all the grandiose pompousing, Rawnsley observed that at the Maudsley there was a ‘feeling of uneasiness and uncertainty among many of the trainees…level of information coming out of the ‘oracles’ was not terribly high. People didn’t know what their future was going to be. And they worried about it’.

  • I have heard this again and again from people in medicine. Students in the early years of medical school imagine that the day that they qualify will mean the end of the crap, but as a friend of mine from school told me when she was in her first year as a house officer, it is just the beginning. That friend studied medicine at Cardiff. She told me that none of the students wanted to go into psychiatry after having completed their psych block and that none of them wanted placements in north Wales for anything because the stories about medical practice in north Wales – particularly Bangor- from returning students were just so grim. Junior doctors are retained on short term contracts and are entirely dependent upon the reference from their last boss for their next job. One step out of line and they are finished – they all know it. If you are a student or junior doctor and you find out that someone is shagging and killing their patients or running a paedophile ring, you just stay well away. When I worked at St George’s I noticed that the other doctors and medical students had a very low opinion of the psychiatrists at Springfield  – they were deemed to be mad and incompetent…

Rawnsley spent six months bonding with Denis Leigh and very probably Dafydd himself because Dafydd did a stint training as a ‘psychotherapist’ at the Maudsley at the knee of Dr Bob Hobson and it will have been in the late 50s or early 60s. Bob Hobson’s right hand man at the Maudsley Russell Meares has written much about borderline personality disorder and is now a leading light at the University of Sydney in Australia. What Bob Hobson and Russell Meares turned a blind eye to with regard to their two ‘trainees’ Dafydd and Tony Francis was so bad that there will be a blog post special on Hobson and Meares coming soon. You should have raised the alarm Meares and you know it. After Rawnsley spent a short time working with the silly fuckers who unleashed two quite deranged criminals onto north Wales, he moved to the Professorial Unit at the Maudsley to work with David Davies.

David Davies was the Dean of the Institute of Psychiatry/Maudsley, 1950-66. Davies went to St John’s College Oxford and then did his clinical training at Manchester, qualifying in 1936. He spent some time in the RAMC, arrived at the Maudsley in 1946 and remained there until his retirement in 1976. Davies’s obituaries described him as having been crucially involved with the fortunes of the Bethlem Royal and the Maudsley Hospitals and with the post-war development of the Institute of Psychiatry. He was a consultant at the joint hospitals from 1946. We are told that Davies turned Aubrey Lewis’s ‘vision of a centre of excellence into a reality’ and that Lewis had ‘an ideal of eclectic scholarship and insistence on high standards of patient care’.

Davies carried out work on alcoholism and in 1962 his ‘international reputation in this field was borne overnight’ when Davies published a short paper on seven alcohol addicts who all allegedly returned to normal drinking. This was a ‘revolutionary claim’ because until then it had been believed that ‘once an alcoholic always an alcoholic’. There was a snag though. Not only did subsequent research suggest that some of Davies’ s findings ‘were faulty’ but not all of his sample were alcohol dependent.

So Davies drew erroneous conclusions from a sample of seven some of whom didn’t fit the sampling criteria – thus was his international reputation established overnight. That sounds to me sufficient grounds to fail a Bachelor’s degree, rather than to establish an international reputation.

On the basis of his international reputation, Davies then set up the Alcohol Education Centre – that was for reasons unexplained ‘short lived’ – and became the President of the Society for the Study of Addiction as well as a member of the editorial board of the Journal of Addiction.

When Dafydd set up CAIS in 1977 he stated that CAIS wasn’t about promoting abstinence, it was about normal drinking. I just presumed that was Dafydd’s excuse to carry on boozing – he was widely reputed to be an alcoholic – but obviously Dafydd was taking his cue from the centre of excellence and those with international reputations.

Don’t AA still say ‘once an alcoholic always an alcoholic’?

There is a telling anecdote related by Professor Norman Kreitman in his interview with David Tait published in the Psychiatric Bulletin in 1995. When Kreitman was a young man considering a career in psychiatry he wrote to Davies when Davies was the Dean at the Maudsley. Davies invited him to drop in and visit so Kreitman did. After a brief discussion Davies asked Kreitman if he’d like to meet one of the consultants. Kreitman said yes and spent an hour discussing the state of West End Theatre with him and then left. Days later Kreitman was surprised to receive a letter telling him that he’d been accepted and would be starting in two weeks.

Dafydd ‘trained’ at the Maudsley whilst Davies was Dean so presumably was subjected to a similarly gruelling selection process.

Kreitman mentioned that the Alcohol and Research Council was set up in 1982 and that the group awarding the research grants weren’t research experts. I expect that Dafydd got a grant out of them.

One of the people who Norman Kreitman worked with was Peter Sainsbury. Sainsbury’s research interest was suicide. Sainsbury worked as a registrar at the Maudsley and then worked at the Institute for Psychiatry, 1949-54. Sainsbury completed his MD in 1955 on suicide in London and in 1957 became the Director of the MRC Clinical Psychiatry Research Unit at Graylingwell Hospital, Chichester. Sainsbury noticed the high suicide rate among psychiatric patients. He became an advisor to WHO and served on MRC committees, including one on the epidemiology of drug dependency, 1967-69 and on a working party on parasuicide, 1980-82.

Sainsbury was visiting Chair at the University of Queensland in 1972. He was Chair of the Royal College’s Committee on the Political Abuse of Psychiatry, 1978-87 and he interviewed exiled dissidents. Sainsbury should have nipped up to north Wales to interview Mary Wynch, me and all the other people that his former colleague Dafydd had illegally imprisoned during those years.

Sainsbury trained at the Middlesex Hospital just before the creation of the NHS and like Ed Miliband’s Uncle Harry (see post ‘Inside Information About A Hergest Unit Death’) he remained committed to the NHS throughout his life. Sainsbury had a big passion for achitecture and gardens and he purchased a sizable piece of land and created a extensive landscaped garden and a unique house which were his pride and joy. The patients carried on kiling themselves.

The senior registrar on Davies’s team was Michael Shepherd, who ended up achieving huge international influence in psychiatry as described in my post ‘The Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Connection?’.

Rawnsley had been working in Davies’s Unit for three months  when he was asked by Aubrey Lewis if he would join the MRC Unit run by Lewis. This unit was framed as a ‘social psychiatry research’ unit but this is Aubrey Lewis that we are talking about here. Lewis’s work in that Unit began by investigating what sort of work was suitable for the mentally ill and whether people with what was then called mental handicap were capable of learning and whether they could work as well. I doubt that Aubrey concerned himself with the niceties of the patients gaining fulfilment from that work, it will have been a case of ‘Work Will Set You Free’.

Aubrey’s Assistant Director of Auschwitz was Morris Carstairs. Carstairs was Professor of Psychological Medicine at Edinburgh University, 1961-73 and President of WHO, 1968-72. He was born in the Indian Raj and qualified at Edinburgh University in 1949. Carstairs was a medical officer in the RAF during World War II and in 1953 was appointed senior registrar to Aubrey Lewis at the Maudsley. In 1960 he became the head of the new MRC Unit at UCL concerned with psychiatric epidemiology. Carstairs relocated to Edinburgh in 1961 and the Unit relocated with him. In 1971 he stood down as Director of the Unit.

Between 1973-78 Carstairs was Vice-Chancellor of York University and there seems to have been much trouble on his watch. This was a time of student protests but Carstairs seemed to have handled things very badly. Such was the hostility towards him that not only was he unable to expand the University as planned but after he stepped down as VC he was unable to return to academia, which suggests that something quite cataclysmic happened but I haven’t yet found out what it was.

It seems to have been whilst Carstairs was VC that York University spawned a very extreme Conservative students society some of whose members were later alleged to have been politicians involved in child abuse, including Harvey Proctor and Michael Brown. Christine Hamilton was also at York with that crowd.

Laurie Taylor worked at York University with criminologist Stan Cohen and it was when they were at York that they carried out their work on long term prisoners. Taylor also worked with sex offenders and with John McVicar, the former bank robber who became a writer. I’m fairly sure that Taylor is friends with Dick Hobbs the criminologist whose ethnographic work involved knowing a great deal about serious organised crime. Hobbs was mates with the criminologist Jane Morgan, the wife of Kenneth Morgan, Labour Party bigwig and former Principal of Aberystwyth University whilst Aber was doing a great deal to assist the paedophile gang of north Wales including churning out crooked lawyers who advised them (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’).

Before Taylor worked at York he completed one of his degrees at Leicester University – many of whose staff knew about the abuse of kids in care in Leicestershire by the paedophile gang which included Frank Beck and Greville Janner (see post ‘Radical Leicester And Some Other Free Radicals’).

Taylor’s first wife was Anna Coote who was an executive member of the NCCL whilst the NCCL was affiliated to PIE. Coote also worked with women who had experienced sexual abuse and domestic violence. As I keep repeating, it is not possible to do that kind of work and not find out about the wrongdoing of the Top Doctors and their associates in social work. Coote was Director of the King’s Fund, 1998-2004 and then joined the Healthcare Commission ‘to engage patients and the public’. She is now head  of social policy for the New Economics Foundation.

Laurie Taylor’s third wife was BBC radio producer Cathie Mahon, who was a Director of the IPPR, as was Taylor’s son Matthew. In 2005 Matthew Taylor was appointed head of No 10’s Policy Unit by Blair. In Oct 2016 Theresa May appointed Matthew Taylor Chair of the Review of Modern Employment, which resulted in the 2017 Taylor Review.

I am wondering whether the notorious high security Carstairs Hospital in Scotland, the scene of murders and other grisly deeds, was named after Morris Carstairs, although I haven’t found any information about that. They are probably both such an embarrassment that they have disowned each other.

Lawton Tonge was employed in the concentration camp, as were Jack Tizard, Neil O’Connor, Peter Venables and Jacqueline Grad.

Whilst Rawnsley was at Auschwitz, George Brown was recruited and John Wing arrived in 1957 as Rawnsley left.

Unlike many of these names dropped by Rawnsley, George W. Brown completed a substantial body of work. He was a psychologist who came from a very much less privileged background than most of his colleagues – his father was a lens maker and his mother was a waitress. George Brown went to UCL in the early 1950s and studied social sciences. Some years after graduation Brown began working in the MRC Unit at the Maudsley and whilst there worked on chronic schizophrenia. In the late 1960s Brown took up a post at the Social Research Unit at Bedford College, University of London and eventually became joint Director. It was here that Brown carried out the work for which he became very well known, his work on life events and depression. Brown carried out longitudinal studies and explored the lives of his patients in detail. He ran a big comparative study looking at the life events of people with depression in Islington, the Outer Hebrides, Spain and Zimbabwe, the results of which he published with Tirril Harris in 1989. So George Brown studied the life events of people with depression in Islington throughout the 70s and 80s. George Brown will have definitely known about the paedophile ring that operated in the children’s homes there.

John Wing became Professor John Wing and after his death in 2010 was inevitably described as ‘one of the greats of 20th century British and World psychiatry’. John Wing studied medicine at UCL in the 1950s as did his wife Lorna, who also became a psychiatrist and worked at the Maudsley. John Wing was Director of the MRC Unit for 25 years. Various people who also became big names in psychiatry worked for John Wing at the MRC Unit, including Dinesh Bhugra. Whilst Dinesh Bhugra was President of the Royal College he was a Patron of Mark Williams’s Oxford Mindfulness Centre, which was based on the research fraud that Mark Williams had perpetrated when he worked in Bangor with the paedophiles’ friends in the late 1980s (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’).

When Wing retired in 1989 the Royal College of Psychiatrists appointed him as the first Director of the College’s Research Unit.

In 1956 the Wings had a daughter, Susan. Susan was very different to other babies but she was three by the time that the Wings realised that she had autism and that was only because John Wing happened to attend a lecture on autism and recognised his daughter’s symptoms. Years later Lorna Wing would explain in interviews that they had not known what was wrong with Susan because they hadn’t had any lectures on autism at the Maudsley. These were two psychiatrists working at what they all maintained was the world’s leading psychiatric hospital in terms of research and teaching and they were clueless about their own child. They didn’t seen to have done any reading or research themselves regarding their daughter’s difficulties and they obviously weren’t offered any advice by the global leaders who surrounded them at work.

To her credit, Lorna Wing then devoted much of her time to organising support for autistic people because she found that there wasn’t any. She also developed an interest in autism – it was Lorna Wing who coined the phrase Aspergers Syndrome. However it is clear that with their own child the Wings found themselves in the same situation as their patients – faced with clueless uninterested doctors who were not going to offer any support even in the event of serious disability.

It sums up the Maudsley. I have now read numerous interviews with that merry bunch and read some of their work. They spend pages emphasising how eminent they all are, how classic their papers are and how their work transformed the landscape but the reality was that much of their research was flaky, they actually weren’t very good and no-one else in medicine took them seriously. A lot of these Top Doctors were from privileged backgrounds and what they did excel at was blaming less privileged people for their own problems. The differences in lifestyles were huge – every interview, every obituary, every light hearted anecdote is laden with references to the Top Doctors enjoyment of theatre, of opera, of fine wines, of good food and foreign travel, whereas the poverty of their seriously ill patients is taken to be a personal and moral failing. Furthermore they repeatedly ignored or colluded with professionals abusing their positions.

Lorna Wing worked on a dataset called the Camberwell Case Register with others from the Maudsley, including Judith Gould. The Camberwell Case Register collected heaps of information on all the patients using psychiatric services in south London and in 1977 Wing and Gould trawled through the data in detail. A lot of those patients will have been the victims of the paedophile ring that operated in Lambeth’s children’s homes. People at the Maudsley knew about that – particularly a social worker at the Maudsley called Tessa Jowell who had also worked as a child care officer in Lambeth.

Another person who studied at the knee of John Wing was Terry Brugha who was a researcher with the MRC Unit, then a lecturer at the Institute of Psychiatry 1980-87.  Brugha then took up a post at the University of Leicester. Where at that time people in the University of Leicester were concealing the appalling abuse of Frank Beck and Greville Janner (see post ‘Radical Leicester And Some Other Free Radicals’) and the psychiatrist Dr James Earp concealed the wrongdoing of Dafydd et al (see post ‘An Expert From England’). Between 1995-97 Brugha was a senior medical officer at the Dept of Health in London – just when the Waterhouse Tribunal was organised and started. Terry Brugha is now the Professor of Psychiatry at Leicester.

Aubrey Lewis had encouraged Rawnsley to go abroad before working in Auschwitz. Rawnsley made contact with the Bureau of Applied Social Research in Columbia University, the Director of which was Charles Glock. As a result, Rawnsley ‘fell in’ with a key figure in the Millbank Memorial Fund who ‘gave advice’ to Rawnsley, after which Rawnsley  ‘worked out a deal’ with Prof Alexander Leighton, from Cornell University. As a result Rawnsley took part in epidemiological field work that Leighton was carrying out in Nova Scotia.

Whilst Rawnsley was working in the camp, Archie Cochrane, an epidemiologist working in south Wales, visited the Maudsley and offered folk at the Maudsley access to ‘his’ communities in south Wales.

Archie Cochrane is known as ‘the father of evidence-based medicine’. He went to King’s College Cambridge and qualified from UCL in 1938. Cochrane underwent analysis himself under Theodor Reik but became disillusioned with analysis. He fought in the Spanish Civil War and was a medical officer in the PoW camps in World War II after he was taken prisoner himself. Cochrane was appointed to the MRC’s pneumonococciosis unit at Llandough Hospital – which later became part of Cardiff Medical School – in 1948. He ran randomised controlled trials in Rhondda Fach and was the first person to promote the value of such trials.

In 1960 Cochrane became a Prof at the Welsh National School of Medicine and in 1969 was appointed Director of the MRC’s Epidemiological Research Unit in Cardiff. In 1971 Cochrane co-authored with Walter Holland a classic paper on the validation of medical screening procedures. In 1971 Cochrane also published a book which was very critical of NHS clinicians who fail to carry out randomised controlled trials or who did so and then ignored the results.

In 1978 Archie really caused a stir by showing a positive correlation between the prevalance of Top Doctors and mortality in younger age groups. He also demonstrated that GNP per head was the one variable which showed a strong negative association with mortality.

The Archie Cochrane Archive is held at the Archie Cochrane Library at Cardiff University. Cochrane is remembered as being a towering figure who demonstrated the importance of the fundamentals of good clinical science – yet everybody ignores what he said. Interventions are still introduced into NHS practice on the flimsiest of evidence without ever having been subjected to a randomised controlled trial – vaginal meshes anyone? – and medical researchers in the NHS and in pharmaceutical companies are past masters at ignoring the results of randomised controlled trials if the trials don’t behave themselves and produce the desired results. At present the NHS is running a number of screening programmes that are at best ineffective and at worst harmful. This is no secret, but still kits arrive through people’s letter boxes imploring older people to return samples of their turds through the post with the threat of death from bowel cancer if they fail to do this and a valiant effort is being made to frighten men into Going To The Doctors to be screened and then have benign enlarged prostates treated as though they are malignant.

One person who ignored everything that Archie Cochrane taught was Kenneth Rawnsley.

Morris Carstairs and George Brown went to south Wales to do the recce at Archie’s invitation and a contingent from the Maudsley subsequently inflicted themselves upon south Wales. Thus in 1957 a research team in Cardiff sprang up consisting of Rawnsley, Joe Loudon, Lewis Miles, Jack Ingham and Jim Robinson. All of these people remained obscure except for Joe Loudon who became a Professor at Swansea.

Aubrey Lewis was the Honorary Director of the MRC Unit in south Wales and Rawnsley became the head of the Unit. Rawnsley carried out psychiatric morbidity studies in south Wales, which compared the mental health of the mining population of the Rhonda Fach with the rural population of the Vale of Glamorgan. Rawnsley seems to gave drawn some extraordinary conclusions from these studies. Rawnsley had a ‘special interest’ in psychosomatic medicine. Such an interest can led to insightful sympathetic exploration of patients’ problems  but I don’t think that it did with Rawnsley. Instead Rawnsley observed that people in the mining communities complained a great deal about bad backs, about aches and pains and other health problems, whereas people in the Vale of Glamorgan didn’t. Thus Rawnsley concluded that the south Wales mining communities had different social attitudes to health problems that resulted in a higher rate of ‘psychiatric problems’ than among the population of the Vale of Glamorgan. It clearly had nothing to do with the poverty and poor living conditions in the Rhondda or the people being employed in one of the most dangerous industries in the UK. It was just that lot bellyaching about imagined aches and pains.

Rawnsley also showed his sensitive side in 1961 when he worked with a community of people from Tristan da Cuna who had been evacuated to Calshot near Southampton after the volcanic eruption. The Tristans were an example of an isolated community – there had been no inward migration into the community for generations, so the MRC studied them ‘from all angles’ when they arrived in England. Rawnsley later commented that the Tristans were very co-operative with his research but that was because their experiences of the other MRC researchers had been so bad. One person working for the MRC had ‘insisted on photographing them naked against a scale for their physical anthropometry – a terrible thing to do they said’.

Ken didn’t measure the Tristans naked, he studied the prevalence of ‘hysteria’ among them by comparing their hysterical symptoms with the information documented from a Norwegian study 25 years previously. Ken’s conclusion re the Tristans? They displayed ‘a powerful example of the pathogenic and pathoplastic nature of social factors in neurosis’, provided an example of a ‘grand hysterie’ and ‘it was the wives of the leaders who had a hypersensitivity to neurosis which raised the question of assortative mating of leaders with neurotic women, or whether being married to a leader is pathogenic’.

Ken might as well have measured them naked.

Ken remembered that the Tristans ‘didn’t like it at Calshot’ and they ‘went home’.

John Wing became head of the MRC Unit when Rawnsley was appointed to the first Chair of Psychological Medicine at the Welsh National School of Medicine (Cardiff Medical School) in 1964, Rawnsley being a man with a nuanced understanding of the problems of the people of south Wales particularly those bastards in the Rhondda who never stopped moaning. In 1966 Rawnsley heard no no end of their whinging when the coal tip fell on that school in Aberfan and killed loads of them.

Ken’s colleague Jack Ingham continued the work of the MRC Unit in Edinburgh with Norman Kreitman and Joe Loudon went to work in Swansea University’s Dept of Sociology and Anthropology – the Swansea University that was pretty much run by Rhodri Morgan’s family (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’). Lewis Miles popped up to Anglesey to carry out a prevalence study – where Miles could not have failed to have noticed the abuse of kids in care up there and the incarceration of awkward customers in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, by which time Ken’s old mate Dafydd had finished his training at the Maudsley and was doing whatever he wanted at Denbigh.

Somebody apart from Enoch Powell must have noticed what Dafydd and Gwynne the lobotomist were doing because part of Ken’s remit as Prof at Cardiff was to improve psychiatric services across Wales. Ken felt ‘greatly supported at all times by the psychiatric community in Wales’ so Ken’s demands were obviously not too onerous.

The Welsh Hospital Board – which ran the North Wales Hospital whilst Dafydd and Gwynne lobotomised, shocked, incarcerated and shagged within its walls – appointed Ken as an advisor in psychiatry for Wales. This involved Ken having extensive discussions with the Welsh Hospital Board regarding the planning of psychiatric services for Wales. So there was actually a plan behind what Dafydd and Gwynne were doing…

The official story of Ken’s time as Professor at Cardiff was that he ‘established a vigorous and widely based academic unit closely integrated with the psychiatric services of South Glamorgan, with a special teaching and research unit at Whitchurch Mental Hospital. This last link enabled him to inject new strength into the scientific investigation which had flourished there since the early years of its history as an asylum’.

We are told that Ken ‘showed imaginative foresight in the integration of clinical practice, teaching and research, in the main hospital and local mental hospital’.

Whitchutch Hospital had a terrible reputation until it’s closure in 2016. Pre-Ken it had  been the domain of Linford Rees and his porn pics and Welsh cakes (see post ‘A Galaxy of Talent’). Whitchurch’s claim to fame was as the institution administering the highest rate of ECT in Europe. Tony Francis (Dr X) trained at Ken’s glorious dept in Cardiff and Chris Hunter – whom Francis enlisted in his attempts to bang me up in a high security unit when I didn’t even know that Chris Hunter existed (see post ‘The Night of the (Dr Chris) Hunter’) – worked at Whitchurch Hospital. My friend from the sixth form went to Cardiff to do medicine whilst Ken was Chair of that department and she told me at the time that the students all hated their psychiatry ‘block’ and after having experienced that taster none of them wanted to go into psychiatry. I remember my friend telling me that the male medical students used to be propositioned by the female patients. I wonder where the patients might have got the idea that sex between patients and staff might be a good idea from?

In 1991 Robin Jacobson of St George’s Hospital Medical School/Springfield Hospital documented that Dafydd and Tony Francis had ‘lost their boundaries’ after Dafydd told Jacobson that I was ‘attractive and seductive’ and that he and Tony Francis ‘had a soft spot for me’. Francis was trying to have me imprisoned  at the time on  the basis of the perjury of him and his wife Sadie, who also worked as a psychiatrist at Ysbyty Gwynedd and had previously worked at Denbigh.

Now here’s another mystery. Sadie worked as a clinical assistant at Denbigh. No doctor ever wants a job as a clinical assistant because it is categorised as a non-career post and one can’t gain promotion to a consultant. I’m fairly sure that this is, or at that time was, enshrined in NHS regulations. Yet after her spell as a clinical assistant at Denbigh, Sadie rocked up at Ysbyty Gwynedd as a consultant. Another clinical assistant, the disastrous Quasim Ijaz (see post ‘Update On The Inquest Of Michael Capper – And A Bit Of History’) was also given a job as a consultant psychiatrist at Ysbyty Gwynedd after working as a clinical assistant. He was given Tony Francis’s job after Francis took early retirement and the North West Wales NHS Trust advertised the vacancy three times and received no applications.

Ken was closely involved with  Royal College of Psychiatrists from its creation in 1971 – in 1972 he was elected the first Dean of the College.

Ken waxed lyrical about the establishment of the Royal College in his interview with Brian Barraclough and remembered that the London College of Physicians opposed the idea of a Royal College of Psychiatrists and wanted a Faculty of Psychiatry within the Royal College of Physicians. The Royal College of Surgeons just saw it as an irrelevance.

The Privy Council was involved with the establishment of the Royal College of Psychiatrists and a key figure in the negotiations was Ben Munro, the Secretary of the Royal Medico-Psychological Association

Dr David Owen’s old mate the unhinged and lethal William Sargant (see post ‘Dr Death’) had been the Registrar of the RMPA for years and Munro had been the Secretary. Martin Cuthbert had been the last President of the RMPA, but Martin Roth was elected as the first President of the Royal College. Ken intriguingly reminded Brian Barraclough that if the officers had not been elected by the membership, Roth would never have become President.

From the beginning there had been quarrels over the membership exam and the aggro was such that one person who had been involved with the RMPA at a senior level for years resigned. There was an agreement that psychiatrists already working in the system wouldn’t have to take the Royal College’s exam – so that’ll be how Dafydd clocked up his credentials. The acquisition of the Royal College’s palatial building in Belgrave Square left the Treasurer of the Royal College concerned that the Royal College would go bankrupt.

It was Sir Martin Roth who raised the funding for 17, Belgrave Square and he raised the money from a most unlikely source  – a loan on favourable terms from Marks & Spencer (see post ‘The Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Connection?’). I am mystified as to why Marks & Spencer were happy to bankroll this bunch of conmen – there will have been skulduggery somewhere. Ken mentions that Roth had to ‘go it alone’ where raising the dosh for No 17 was concerned and that Roth also held ‘the long drawn out dialogue with the Department of Health’ that was involved when the Royal College was established. Ken does not reveal what the long drawn out dialogue was about but presumably it was held with Heath’s Health Secretary, Sir Keith Joseph.

I note that the Royal College is no longer located in the Belgrave Square building with which they were so delighted but could not afford.

NHS funding from the DHSS paid for the College to inspect psychiatry training programmes in order to raise standards – so there was obviously some considerable concern in the DHSS about standards.

Ken ‘played a major role in creating the system  for inspection and approval of the quality of clinical and educational facilities in psychiatric hospitals’. So it was the system created by Ken that deemed Dafydd’s ‘therapeutic community’ in the underground chamber at Denbigh acceptable, as well as Dafydd’s training facilities which included Dafydd’s office – to which trainee female clinical psychologists from Bangor University were invited to ‘talk about psychology’. Once they had arrived Dafydd would show them ancient photos of himself and ask ‘Don’t ewe think I was handsome?’. (No Dafydd, the person who told me about this just concluded that you were nuts.)

Ken needed the regional Health Authorities to realise that their clinical standards had to be raised or junior doctors wouldn’t apply for posts – ‘there were appeals, objections and protests’. Nonetheless ‘the great majority of the hospitals were approved’. Including Denbigh. I presume that there was simply no failing Ken’s rigorous criteria.

In the early years of the College, Ken noted that peripheral hospitals feared that they would lose all their staff to academic centres. It was quite clear to me that nearly every junior doctor working in psychiatry in Ysbyty Gwynedd and Denbigh in the mid-late 1980s was just about unemployable. The situation will have been just as bad before then and because everybody – including Ken – lied about standards having been raised, standards remained dangerous and patients died. All that anybody  needed to have done was to stop Dafydd illegally imprisoning people, keeping them in  a cellar and sexually exploiting them but no-one could even do that.

Ken was President of the Royal College, 1981-84 and was elected to succeed Desmond Pond.

In his interview with Brian Barraclough, Ken tells Barraclough that during his term of office, the Mental Health Act was put forward first in the Lords and later in the Commons. Ken explained that the Gov’t – which will have been Thatcher ‘s Gov’t – set up  a special committee to evaluate and modify the Bill where required.

Ken and ‘senior officers’ from the Royal College ‘devoted much time and energy in briefing and educating Peers’. They also gave oral and written evidence before the Commons Committee and ‘succeeded in securing the elimination of the more extreme constraints on clinical freedom’. In other words Rawnsley and chums argued down the measures that concerned MPs had tried to add to the Bill in order to protect patients from the Dafydds of this world. By the time that Ken had ensured that there was bugger all protection for patients in the Bill, Mary Wynch had  begun litigation after being wrongfully arrested and imprisoned for a year by Dafydd (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’). Rawnsley knew about this case as did the rest of the officers of the College who argued the toss with the Commons Committee. Someone else knew about the case as well – Professor Robert Bluglass, who wrote the Mental Health Act. Some six years later when appointed to investigate my own complaint, Bluglass covered for Dafydd when Dafydd had illegally had me arrested and imprisoned and completely ignored the fact that three months before Dafydd did that, Tony Francis and Jackie Brandt had unlawfully detained me at Ysbyty Gwynedd (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’). The person who drafted the Code of Practice to accompany the Act was William Bingley, the Legal Director of MIND who had been covering up for Dafydd for years, as had his mother Lady Juliet Bingley when she was Chair of MIND. Bingley continued colluding with and concealing Dafydd’s criminality when he later became Chief Exec of the Mental Health Act Commission.Ken complained to Barraclough that ‘they were struggling against a powerful anti-medicine, anti-scientific prejudice in society and much loud and thoughtless clamour from civil liberties lobbies’. There was the matter of some madmen in north Wales who were unlawfully having people arrested, keeping them in a cellar, having sex with them, drugging them, running a paedophile ring and trafficking female patients into prostitution. Neither were Ken and co accepted as scientists by other branches of medicine – one only went to work for Ken or Dafydd if one’s copy book was blotted so badly that there was no hope left.

At a late stage in the Bill, a Comons member moved an amendment that certain treatments such as psychosurgery had to be subject to a second opinion from the Mental Health Act Commission even if the patient was not liable to be detained. This amendment was accepted by Ken Clarke – the Minister who had set up  the Committee to examine the Bill, under Norman Fowler the Secretary of State for Health – to the ‘amazement’ of Clarke’s advisors. Ken Rawnsley considered this to be a ‘major setback’.

So Rawnsley considered it most unreasonable that he – or indeed Dafydd – were not to be permitted to recommend a lobotomy for a patient who wasn’t considered sectionable without seeking a second opinion from their partners in crime on the Mental Health Act Commission. Ken observed to Barraclough that in Scotland there are no such restrictions on psychosurgery. There have also been some very great abuses of mental health patients in Scotland and those abuses continue today.

I’m not sure why Ken was so vexed regarding the constraints placed upon the Top Doctors – after all Dafydd and co simply just breached every aspect of this most unreasonable Mental Health Act when it was passed and they didn’t even receive a written warning. Not even from the man who had written the Act. I doubt that Ken et al ever did find that they were limited even with regard to psychosurgery.

Cardiff is one of the last remaining centres for psychosurgery in England and Wales – although there is no guarantee that Dafydd isn’t busy in his kitchen with a pick, it’s not as if anybody would stop him. Lena Zavaroni died after psychosurgery at Cardiff and the truth was not told about the circumstances of that death.

Rawnsley mentioned that the Royal College had asked for the creation of the Mental Health Act Commission to improve safeguards before detaining patients. So that job creation scheme for William Bingley, Chris Heginbotham, Louis Blom-Cooper, Tessa Jowell and Lord Kamlash Patel worked brilliantly didn’t it.

Ken stated that the ‘powerful anti-psychiatry feeling’ that he believed existed among MPs was fuelled by scandals in mental hospitals. Obviously Ken being a paid up member of one of the galaxies of talent meant that he occupied a different galaxy to me, but in Galaxy Baker what I noticed was MPs colluding with Top Doctors to keep the huge scandal which was Dafydd completely under wraps because of Dafydd’s role in supplying children to paedophiles in politics, including Ken Clarke’s and Norman Fowler ‘s colleague Sir Peter Morrison.

Barraclough responded to Rawnsley’s mention of scandals in the interview by reminding Rawnsley that of course those scandals were a result of underfunding. Well once these dangerous idiots have received their salaries and pension pots and had their research units bankrolled, once an inspection system has been set up that allows Dafydd to imprison abducted people in the cellar and once no legal expense has been spared to pursue anyone who dares complain through the criminal justice system and into the prisons and high security hospitals, there’s not going to be much left over to waste on patient care. And Bluglass will want a good lunch and a nice hotel for the night when he goes up to north Wales to conduct the cover-up and then there’s the millions needed for the rigged Public Inquiries when somebody dies…

Ken noted that when he became President of the Royal College, Cardiff Medical School and the Health Authority were delighted because it brought kudos to psychiatry in Cardiff and Wales. Just when Mary Wynch got out of Denbigh and began her litigation against Dafydd. Tony Francis arrived as a consultant in north Wales just after Ken became President – a nice young doctor who’d been at university with Kinnock who became leader of the Labour Party soon afterwards. A nice young doctor who was going to lead psychiatry in north Wales into a new dawn – who was sadly as dangerous and as unhinged as Dafydd, but who was a great deal more plausible.

Ken was also the College’s rep on the Central Distinction Awards Committee, so he oversaw the consultants bonus’s, the ‘merit awards’ – one did not  have to be meritorious to receive one of those. Ken himself pointed out that there needed to be a system which rewarded Top Doctors who didn’t have lots of publications and who didn’t work in academic centres but who provided a service to the community. Perhaps by keeping the victims of sex offenders in a cellar.

Anyone for an extra Welsh cake?

Rawnsley remembered the political battles between the DHSS, the BMA and the Royal College. They all loathed each other but were united in concealing the criminality of Dafydd and the paedophiles…

Rawnsley mentioned in his interview with Barraclough that the President of the Royal College is a member of the Joint Consultants Committee. It was that Committee who appointed Bluglass and Colin Berry to investigate my complaint about Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends – safe in the knowledge that Bluglass was a colleague and friend of at least two former colleagues of Francis and Dafydd. Bluglass performed the cover-up in the summer of 1988 and had been appointed by very early in 1988 – so the Committee will have been working out how to get Dafydd and Tony Francis off the hook at the end  of 1987. When the President of the College was – Dr Jim Birley, who starred in my post ‘A Galaxy of Talent’.

Jim Birley had worked at the Maudsley with Dafydd’s mate Bob Hobson and I bet that he knew Dafydd as well. Birley also knew David Ennals, the Gov’t Minister and Chair of MIND when MIND had links with PIE. For more details of Jim including his psychotic breakdown from which he of course recovered overnight and was never troubled by again, please see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’.

The hearing into my complaint was originally sheduled for March 1988. The investigation was being co-ordinated by the Welsh Office’s Medical Ombudsman Professor Robert Owen, a surgeon from Liverpool University who was as corrupt as everybody else involved. Last year my lawyer forwarded me documentation related to the hearing that I had not previously seen. Robert Owen was receiving letters and phone calls about me from the corrupt GP David Wood, who had been the person who had originally referred me to Gwynne the lobotomist and then to Tony Francis and who had been the first person to threaten me with damage to my career if I complained about the lobotomist. Because of the constant unpleasantness from Wood, by 1988 he was no longer my GP. Yet I had not named Wood in my complaint, so there was no reason for him to be comunicating with Owen about my complaint concerning Francis and Dafydd. Furthermore Wood had contacted Owen at his home in Colwyn Bay offering him ‘information’ about me. So keen was Wood to impart this unspecified ‘information’ that Wood had cleared his diary and put aside an afternoon when he would make himself available to Owen, who was going to ring Wood from home.

I knew nothing about any of this until last year.

On the arranged date in March 1988 I arrived for the hearing into my complaint. I arrived to find no-one there but a very friendly Prof Owen, full of apologies and explaining that the hearing had been post-poned at the last minute because someone had been taken ill. I am absolutely sure that Prof Owen told me that it was Dafydd who had been taken ill because I remember thinking Christ they’ve done everything possible not to investigate this complaint and now Dafydd’s thrown a sickie. I also joked about it in a letter to Gwynedd Health Authority.

The hearing finally took place in July. Dafydd lied through his teeth, written and oral evidence given by staff from the North Wales Hospital confirmed that Dafydd had broken the law, done a deal with a corrupt senior police officer in Bangor Police Station to have me arrested and both nurses and another consultant had told Dafydd that what he was doing was illegal. He ignored them and stated that I ‘must not be allowed to go free’. No part of my complaint about Tony Francis and Jackie Brandt was investigated and neither was my complaint about Stephen Rose, a Denbigh nurse who assaulted me.

Bluglass concluded that the Top Doctors facilitating a gang of paedophiles who had done all this were ‘caring people’ who had been ‘harassed’ by me and that I had caused many people great annoyance and upset. Dafydd later told people that Bluglass had stated that I was probably a psychopath who would end up in a ward for the criminally insane. Dafydd remarked that it was a chilling prediction. Those two were obviously writing their own Gothic horror story – another from the pen of Dafydd Alun Poe…

In 1991 Bluglass told Dr Robin Jacobson of St George’s that I had a homicidal capacity. Not that I’d ever killed anyone, but Old Bluglass’s Almanac was obviously being called upon.

Bluglass made a point in his report of noting that so crazed and vindictive towards poor old Dafydd was I that I had even accused Dafydd of going off sick on the day of the first scheduled hearing, when actually it had been Bluglass who had been rushed into hospital.

Perhaps my memory is playing tricks, but one thing that is crystal clear is that this lot were a bunch of liars and cheats.

In Nov 1987 at about the time when Bluglass would have been appointed to conduct the cover-up, Alison Taylor, the Gwynedd social worker who blew the whistle on the abuse of children in care in north Wales, was sacked. Alison’s boss, the Director of Gwynedd Social Services Lucille Hughes, was Dafydd’s mistress. Lucille was named in the Waterhouse Report as knowing that a paedophile ring was operating within the social services but failed to act.

On Feb 28 1988 Alison wrote to the Secretary of State for the DHSS Tony Newton and told him about a vicious assault she had witnessed on a child. That letter would have been received about two weeks before I turned up for the big day only to find that either Dafydd or Bluglass had suddenly been taken ill.

The cover-up was rescheduled for July.

During May and June the Nottingham Satanic Panic took place, which, like the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal, resulted in ludicrous allegations being made about innocent people by social workers at a time when across the UK evidence was emerging that the nation’s social services had been infiltrated by organised paedophile gangs. Like Cleveland, the Nottingham Satanic Panic provided a useful distraction from the allegations that Alison, Mary and me were making that something terrible was happening in north Wales (see post ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas And The Culprits Were Named’).

The notion of Satanic Abuse was first introduced into the UK by a therapist/social worker based in north Wales who travelled the UK providing ‘training’ to others as to how to spot signs of Satanic Abuse.

At least two people with learning disabilities were banged up in Denbigh as a result of allegations of Satanic Abuse.

In July 1988 Elizabeth Butler-Sloss published her Report on the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal. Butler-Sloss was the sister of Michael Havers, Attorney General, 1979-87. In his capacity as Attorney General Havers blocked the prosecution of former diplomat and Deputy Head of MI6 Sir Peter Hayman for child porn offences – Hayman was a member of PIE.

In July 1988 Robert Bluglass wrote his report in which he maintained that the only real problem in north Wales was me.

At some point in 1988 Gordon Anglesea became a Superintendent in the North Wales Police stationed in Colwyn Bay. Anglesea lived in Colwyn Bay, as did the Chief Constable of North Wales who led the force whilst it concealed child abuse.

Anglesea had previously been stationed in Wrexham and in 1994 won nearly 400k damages after bringing a libel case in the wake of two young men alleging that Anglesea had abused them when they had been in care in Wrexham (see post ‘Y Gwir Yn Erbyn Y Byd’). One of the men, Mark Humphreys, was found dead weeks later.

In 2016 Gordon Anglesea was imprisoned for historic sex offences against boys in care in Wrexham.

 

Rawnsley’s wife Elinor Kapp is also a Top Doctor. She spent her career as a child psychiatrist in Gwent and Powys. In 2010 Kapp wrote to The Times in her capacity as a child psychiatrist with regard to paedophile priests. Kapp stated that ‘within the children’s professions by that time we all knew that the majority of abusers would manipulate in whatever way they could to deny their wrongdoing and continue their bahaviour. It was also made clear that all cases known to professionals must be reported to the authorities, to avoid exactly the collusion that typically appears to continue to operate in the Roman Catholic Church’.

In a response to a discussion about this matter on the blog ‘Dolphinarium’, following her letter to The Times, Kapp explained that in the 1970s and 80s she was working as a child psychiatrist outside London and that she and her colleagues worked increasingly closely with the police and social services, steadily learning more about the problems of identifying and dealing with cases of child sexual abuse.

At present Elinor Kapp is a member of the Board of the City Hospice in south Wales – she has been involved with the hospice as both a Board member and volunteer since its foundation. The City Hospice was originally known as the George Thomas Trust, after the south Wales Labour MP and Speaker of the House who was involved with the Trust. The Trust changed its name after it was admitted that there had been repeated allegations that George Thomas had abused children and teenaged boys but that the police failed to act and Thomas was protected by a network of people in politics and the professions.

Elinor’s biography on the City Hospice website explains that she is a ‘mother and a grandmother’ with ‘a kind heart’.

A Galaxy of Talent

Readers who follow the comments section of my blog might have noticed that a few days ago my correspondent Lydia drew my attention to a Top Doctor called Linford Rees who had practiced at the Whitchurch Hospital in Cardiff whom Lydia suspected had connections to Dr T. Gwynne Williams the lobotomist, Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and other paedophiles’ friends in north Wales. Lydia had discovered an obituary which was enough to suggest that Linford was a creep of the highest order and advised me to do a bit of research on Linford. I have not been disappointed, it led to a treasure trove.

Professor William Linford Llewellyn Rees was born in 1914 near Llanelli, so was of a similar vintage to Gwynne the lobotomist. The obituaries written about Linford are some of the most toadying that I have ever read and I have read many a fawning obituary of a Top Doctor, crawling is de rigueur if one is a Top Doctor compiling the obituary of another Top Doctor. Linford is universally acknowledged as a giant, the most eminent psychiatrist that Wales has ever seen. Much is made of Linford’s Welshness, but like many Professional Welsh, Linford was based for most of his life in London. Which if you want to rule the roost in Wales is what you do – a lot can be achieved if one is a member of the Professional Welsh based in London.

Linford went to Llanelli Grammar School, University College Cardiff and graduated from the Welsh National School of Medicine (Cardiff University’s medical school) in 1938.

After graduation Linford took up a job as Assistant Medical Officer at the Worcester City and County Hospital, Powick, where he received a first class training in doing whatever he felt like without ever being held to account, even in the event of the patients dying. The newly qualified Linford ran the place. He even made up the medicines if the pharmacist was absent and conducted the postmortems – as well as ‘participating in the patients dances’. Linford’s presence at the Lunatics Balls may not have been entirely benign as we will see shortly. The ever diligent Linford found time to examine all of the 800 chronic patients and uncovered a number of cases of syphilitic general paresis. Which indicates just how horrendously neglected those patients had been – although we can’t be entirely sure of anything because Linford was examining the patients, doing the diagnosing, the prescribing, making up the ‘medicines’ and then carried out the postmortem if things went pear-shaped. In between joining in the Lunatics Ball.

Then it was postgraduate training for Linford -the Diploma of Psychological Medicine at the Maudsley of course, where he developed a specialism in psychosomatic medicine. Such an interest could be used to develop genuine sympathy for patients and explore their problems in an interesting and sensitive way, but what seems to have been happening to people at Linford’s hands just sounds horrible. Linford worked closely with H.J. Eysenck, a man so discredited that a lot of people don’t like to admit to having worked with him. Eysenck was considered offensive by many and his ideas considered quite dangerous. His presence was sometimes met with protests from students and there were allegations that his thinking was dangerously near some of the Nazi ideology. Eysenck’s personal history was very effectively used by him to make counter-allegations against his detractors – Eysenck was of course Jewish. But then Greville Janner alleged for years that the people accusing him of child abuse were anti-semitic. Of course fascist websites did seize upon the accusations against Janner and publish them alongside mad anti-semitic rants involving notions of a worldwide Jewish conspiracy, thus doing Janner a very great service.

Rees and Eysenck pursued a particularly peculiar line of research during the war years at the Mill Hill Emergency Hospital (the war time site of the Maudsley) in which they carried out a series of ‘anthropometric measurements’ on all admissions to the hospital which resulted in them compiling the Rees-Eysenck Index for body build in males.

Another charming character with whom Linford worked at Mill Hill was the famously dreadful Sir Aubrey Lewis, the eugenicist and admirer of some of the scientists who worked on some of the Nazi research projects, whose excesses are detailed in my post ‘The Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Connection?’.

Linford’s interest in psychosomatic medicine resulted in him being let loose on patients with asthma, hay fever, bowel disease, urticaria, migraine and sexual dysfunction to conduct ‘pioneering clinical experiments’. I am left with visions of the 1940s version of what many patients with severe clinical depression and whatever ME actually is experienced from the Top Doctors in the 1980s as they became increasingly ill and could not in the end get out of bed or even talk – the Top Doctors bellowed that there was nothing at all wrong with them and they needed to pull their socks up. There was a case in the south of England where a seriously ill teenager died at the hands of the Top Doctors as they reassured everyone that her problems were the result of an over-indulgent mother. The teenager was taken into care, away from that toxic mum who was in despair – the teenager died. Because she was very, very ill. There was a bit of a ding dong over that death, but it was all OK in the end because an investigation concluded that the Top Doctors had acted in her best interests at every stage of her prolonged death.

Linford worked at something called the Prisoner of War Neurosis Unit – I bet he really enjoyed himself there – and then returned to Wales.

In 1946 Linford was appointed to the Whitchurch Hospital, Cardiff as the regional psychiatrist for Wales and Monmouthshire. The sky was the limit then. I never heard any tales of the Whitchurch having an underground chamber a la North Wales Hospital Denbigh in 1986 in which patients who Defied Dafydd were held, but the Whitchurch was pretty bad. The service users wept tears of joy when it was finally closed a few years ago and at one point Whitchurch had the distinction of administering the highest rate of ECT in Europe.

Despite his Welshness, Linford didn’t hang around in Wales for long, he soon returned to the Command and Control Centre at the Royal Bethlem Hospital and the Maudsley, where he was consultant physician, 1954-66. Linford also had a senior role at the Institute of Psychiatry, 1956-78.

In 1966 Linford became Professor of Psychological Medicine – the first Professor of Psychological Medicine in the UK! – at Barts in London. He had already been a lecturer at Bart’s Medical College, 1958-66. Barts was where Lady Juliet Bingley – who led MIND’s concealing of the crimes of Dafydd et al in north Wales – had her links with the Top Doctors via her father who had been a Top Doctor at Barts and her own previous employment there (see post ‘MIND Are Out For Mental Health – Never For Themselves Of Course’).

Linford was one of the founders of the Royal College of Psychiatrists in 1971 – Linford and co were desperate to have a Royal College and one with a suitably posh building, it made them feel a bit better about themselves what with their specialism generally considered to be a joke that no good graduate would consider entering. Linford was the second President of the Royal College, 1975-78. So Linford was President when his esteemed colleagues Dafydd and Gwynne in north Wales hatched their plan with Risley Remand Centre, a number of local GPs and corrupt local solicitors to unlawfully arrest Mary Wynch, imprison her and fleece her of her property because she just bloody well wouldn’t shut up about the endemic corruption in the legal profession in north Wales (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’). I suspect that Mary also knew rather more about UCNW (Bangor University) than was safe, she worked as a secretary in the dysfunctional School of Agriculture alongside the awful Prof J.B. Owen, a sheep farmer who doubled up as a nuclear physicist after Chernobyl (see post ‘Not Seen Since The 80s – Carwyn’). Lest anyone might have shown any reservations about Dafydd and Gwynne’s Cunning Plan re Mary, they could have always have relied upon the BMA to reassure them that they were doing the Right Thing and support them in their law-breaking – as Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) did in the 1980s and 90s when he faithfully cc’d the BMA into his correspondence concerning me, as he and his colleagues perjured themselves repeatedly in their attempts to have me banged up – because Linford was President of the BMA, 1978-79.

Linford retired in 1980 – by which I mean that he started receiving his generous Top Doctor’s pension and benefits – although he remained as Professor Emeritus at Barts until 1988 and as consulting physician at Barts, 1981-04.

In 1980 Linford entered the profitable world of private clinics. He was Medical Director of the Charter Clinic, 1980-84 and Director of and Advisor to Huntercombe Manor Hospital, 1989-04 and its President, 1992-04. Huntercombe Manor Hospital describes itself as being a hospital for young people with severe mental health problems and eating disorders. It also caters for young people who are sectioned under the Mental Health Act as well as those who have found themselves in trouble with the law. Huntercombe Manor is now one of those private companies which are picking up commissions from the NHS, but when Linford was leading it, it described itself as a private hospital. Whilst Linford was in charge, Huntercombe Manor came under fire for the inadequate care of at least one young patient. I suspect that was just the tip of the iceberg, because not only did Huntercombe Manor have Linford to provide a big umbrella but Huntercombe Manor worked in tandem with dear old St George’s Hospital Medical School. St George’s led the field in terms of Top Doctors concealing – or in the case of Professor Oliver Brooke perpetuating – child sexual abuse and the associated criminality. In 2000 a volume on eating disorders was published which was edited by Bryan Lask of St George’s and Huntercombe Manor Hospital and Rachel Bryant-Waugh, of Great Ormond Street Hospital. GOSH gets mountains of good publicity but they do have an unfortunate tendency to become involved in high profile cases of child abuse eg. Baby P. It’s soon forgotten though as another TV documentary hits our screens featuring jolly Angels wearing silly hats and playing with the children, sitting down with a cup of char to listen to the kiddies parents sound off about their stress levels and shed a few tears. The eating disorders unit at St George’s was yet another flagship dept at that institution – it was led by Professor Arthur Crisp, who was lauded for having such an impressive recovery rate among his patients. I heard from one of Arthur’s own nurses  what Arthur’s Secret was – if the patients didn’t eat, Arthur discharged them and refused them further treatment. So Arthur just kicked out the most seriously unwell patients. Some of whom will have subsequently died, because severe anorexia has one of the highest mortality rates where mental health problems are concerned.

When I was illegally imprisoned in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh in the winter of 1986/87, there was only two other young women on the ward. One was the distressed young woman who had been abducted, kept in an attic for three days and sexually assaulted who disappeared without explanation after Angel Iola Edwards heard the young woman telling me what had happened to her (see post ‘The Distressed Young Woman Who Vanished’) and the other one was a teenaged girl from Rhyl with anorexia. This teenager was a patient of Dr Neil Davies rather than Dafydd – Neil Davies was not the nutter that Dafydd was, but Neil Davies knew what Dafydd was doing and concealed the wrongdoing with the best of them. In my own case Neil Davies remembered that I had been a witness to Dafydd’s Doings thirty years later – and was happy to make a note of this on my medical records and continue the smear campaign whilst giving me every impression that he was getting along with me very well and chatting about my publications. When the patient of Neil Davies’s heard that I was doing an MSc in a London medical school, she told me that Dr Neil Davies had arranged for her to spend a few weeks at an eating disorder unit in London, near Wimbledon. She didn’t know the name of the hospital where she had been, but she knew that it was near Wimbledon. This does not mean that she was an idiot, it was absolutely standard practice for the paedophiles’ friends to send people to other places and not tell them where they were. This is very obvious from the Waterhouse Report, as Sir Ronald Waterhouse delighted in dismissing accounts of serious abuse from witnesses on the grounds that the witness had maintained that they had been assaulted in Bryn Estyn but ooh if you look at the records it is clear that the witness had been in Bryn Alyn. If you are a kid from Lambeth/Southwark/Birmingham/Newcastle and you do not speak Welsh and you are taken overnight (transfers always happened under cover of darkness) to somewhere in Wales, all you’re going to remember was that you were in Bryn somewhere when you were beaten, buggered and gang raped. You’re not going to concern yourself with the niceties of whether it was Bryn Estyn or Bryn Alyn, particularly as nobody will have told you where you were and who assaulted you. Futhermore as the same staff circulated between the different homes and indeed the same paedophiles visited the different homes, another layer of confusion was added. And because documents were forged on a regular basis no-one actually knew what had gone on unless they had been at the scene. I have concluded that the young woman in Denbigh had spent a few weeks at St George’s or at a unit attached to St George’s. There had of course been an attempt to frame this young woman for a crime. She told me that Dr Tony Francis had ‘assessed her’ and tried to force her into confessing to the burglary of a pharmacy which she knew nothing about. The reason why this young woman was still sitting in a medium secure unit in Denbigh was although she had ‘got better’ and was ready to be discharged, she had been remanded on bail by the Courts in Bryn Golau ward after she was arrested and charged with assaulting an occupational therapist called Betty just before she was due to be discharged. The assault was a consequence of the young woman throwing a table tennis bat across the room in frustration where it bounced off a wall and onto Betty. Problem solved, once there was a conviction for assault on a Female Angel, no-one was going to question why Tony Francis tried to force someone into confessing to a crime about which they swore blind they knew nothing and indeed were never charged with.

One other point about Huntercombe Manor Hospital. It is literally just down the road from Cliveden, which in the 1960s was the notorious location of parties to which teenagers from deprived backgrounds who had fallen into the clutches of the hands of Top Doctors and the like were invited in order to have sex with politicians, Russian spies and it is alleged members of the Royal Family. The lady of Cliveden in the 60s when the Profumo Affair erupted was Lady Bronwen Astor. Who began life as Bronwen Pugh, who went to school in Dolgellau, whose father was Welsh judge Sir Alun Pugh and who became a psychotherapist in the ashes of the scandal (see post ‘In Memoriam – Bronwen, Lady Astor’). Dolgellau was the location of a number of children’s homes and residential schools which starred in the Waterhouse Report, as well as a ‘hospital for mentally abnormal criminals’, Garth Angharad, which wasn’t a hospital at all but a building used as a prison by the paedophiles. It was owned by struck off solicitor Paul Hett who also owned a number of schools in which children were abused. People who complained about the paedophiles tended to find themselves in Garth Angharad (see post ‘More On Those Prisons For Folk Who Dared Complain’). The case conference held about me in Nov 1989 (of which I knew nothing until last year) which was co-ordinated by Tony Francis where evidence was given by people whom I had never met and at which Dr Chris Hunter – who worked at the Whitchurch Hospital as well as at the Caswell Clinic and Ashworth – whom I did not knew existed until last year, concluded that I was ‘extremely dangerous’ and should be the subject of a Court Report prepared by the appropriately named Hunter, was timed to coincide with a visit that Hunter was making to Garth Angharad (see post ‘The Night Of The (Dr Chris) Hunter’).

Linford will have known Dr Chris Hunter. And of course Tony Francis, Gwynne the lobotomist, Dafydd, Dr Neil Davies, he’ll have known the whole lot of them. Particularly as Dafydd ‘trained’ at the Maudsley whilst Linford led the way there and Tony Francis did a stint at the Institute of Psychiatry alongside dear old Linford.

Linford was a founder member of the Society for Psychomatic Research and its President, 1957-58. The Society evolved into the International College of Psychosomatic Medicine. Linford was Chair of the Research and Clinical Section at the Royal Medico-Psychological Association, 1957-63. He sat on the GMC, was a Governor of University College Cardiff and was an Advisor to and the Treasurer of the World Psychiatric Association.

A reading of the 2004 obituaries of Linford tells us even more about him than the nature of his colleagues does.

The Daily Telegraph explained that Linford ‘helped elevate the speciality of psychiatry from the rather second rate position to which it had been relegated’ – he elevated it so much that it attracted a bunch of criminals who were facilitating a paedophile gang. Linford’s ‘rigorous’ clinical trials originally with chlorpromazine and halperidol and subsequently with anti-depressant medication ‘contributed to the rescue of chronic patients from ‘backwards’ institutions into community psychiatry’. After which they were left half-destitute or to die on the streets, unless they made such a nuisance of themselves that they were placed in secure units. Or of course in prison. Whilst Linford’s ‘community psychiatry’ presided, Dafydd was operating that underground chamber in Denbigh. Where the patients will have been dosed up with chlorpromazine and haloperidol.

Linford was a ‘fine teacher’ and at Bethlem, Barts and Hackney Linford taught students in small groups in the great outdoors in the grounds of the hospital. He would ‘spice up the usual aids for his lectures on psychopharmacology with political incorrect ‘accidental’ insertions of a photograph of a bathing beauty’. Note – not a sunbathing beauty, who will have been wearing a swimming costume – or at the very least a thong – but a bathing beauty. So Linford was showing students photos of women in the bath. Who might these bathing beauties have been? Linford’s wife and daughters perhaps? Some of his students who happily let him into the bathroom with them? I don’t expect so. I think it most probable that the bathing beauties were Linford’s patients. The young attractive ones like the ones whom Dafydd targeted for sexploitation. There will have been no locks on the doors of the bathrooms in the institutions in which Linford did whatever he wanted and there might well not even have been any doors on the bathrooms in those days. The bathrooms will have been communal, the beauties will have been forced into them, ordered to strip off and get in there. WHOOPS here comes Professor Linford Rees with his camera, on the ward round…If Dafydd could conduct ward rounds at 3am and arrive at midnight to ‘visit’ me when I was in bed, I’m sure that Linford could have dropped into those bathrooms just as the beauties were having their clothes ripped off….

It was noted in another obituary that after he retired, Linford took up photography as a past-time. I am reminded of the Monty Python sketch Nudge Nudge, in which Eric Idle pesters Terry Jones as to whether he is interested in ‘photographs ay he asked him knowingly’. Jones asks ‘holiday snaps?’ only to be greeted with ‘could be, could be taken on holiday’. The putative wife of Jones in this sketch comes from Purley. So imagine how entertained I was to find that Linford actually lived in Purley. Although it is a location favoured by corrupt Top Doctors. Rashmi Varma, one of the Top Doctors at St George’s who ended up being investigated by the GMC for coercing NHS patients into donating eggs for private patients, lived at Purley. Linford is remembered for being a genial host at Purley. Yeh, I bet that he had all sorts to dinner over there, everybody worth toadying to or able to do him a favour or worth pumping for info. They probably all enjoyed the porn starring the patients as well.

The Torygraph scribbler remembers that Linford ‘could always put patients at their ease…ask them unthreateningly in his Welsh lilt ‘how do you feel in your spirits today?’ Not that he’ll have been in the least bit interested in the patients ‘spirits’, they’ll all have been dosed up to the eye-balls with the same anti-psychotic, the same dose prescribed for absolutely everyone, prescribed by the one virtually unemployable junior doctor who had ended up slumming it in psychiatry, who will have been told what to precribe by the senior nurse ‘because that’s what we do here’. Linford won’t have needed to have done the threatening either, that will have been done by the Angels in the days leading up to Linford’s visit to the ward. No-one else will have asked the patients how they were, they’ll have been given a grand total of 5 or 10 mins with Linford once a week – if that – and if any of them stated as was often stated in Denbigh re Dafydd ‘I don’t want to see him’, they will have been met with Angels yelling ‘you won’t get out of here until you do’. If the dissidents pointed out that they were surrounded by docile patients who had never shown a spark of rebellion but who had been in the hospital for decades nonetheless, when Linford arrived the refuseniks would have simply been physically dragged into his presence by the Angels.

Whilst I was imprisoned in Denbigh, one of the nurses told me that just the year previously an old lady called Mary had died. She was the ‘last one’ who had been banged up in Denbigh for getting pregnant before she was married. She died in Denbigh in 1985. Everybody knew that she was there only because 60 years ago she had become pregnant. The reminiscing Angel also told me that a few years previously she had obtained special permission to take Mary on a day trip outside of the hospital. For the first time in her life Mary saw a zebra crossing and was wowed by the Belisha beacons. Linford Rees had retired by the time that Mary died in Denbigh.

Thank goodness we had Linford who transformed psychiatry.

Not only did Linford have a Welsh lilt, but he spoke Welsh as well. Probably not in Purley because no-one would have understood him, but Linford did let it be known that he was a Welsh speaker, just like Dafydd, Gwynne and Tony Francis did. The language of heaven! Obviously where Mary had been for most of the twentieth century. How did Linford die? No, he wasn’t killed by a bathing beauty in an act of self-defence, he died in his sleep at home, during a nap after having a cup of tea and a Welsh cake. With the porn library in his study next door perhaps. I’m quite partial to Welsh cakes, but I did not ever see one served up in Denbigh and I bet that Linford’s patients didn’t get a Welsh cake either. They’ll have had slices of Mother’s Pride with factory produced jam on it.

Linford’s talents were such that ‘there is no doubt that his personality had a therapeutic effect in its own right’. The thing about gross Top Doctors is that no matter how gross they are, the Angels constantly tell the patients that no matter how outrageous or unacceptable the Top Doctor has been, it will have been for their benefit. One day in about 1993 I was sitting in the Hergest Unit with the other patients and Dafydd arrived in his Range Rover, parked it against hospital rules right outside the window blocking our view and when he got out everyone started exchanging Dafydd anecdotes. One patient quipped ‘he’s got an extension sheath that reaches to Cardiff’ and after much hilarity and ribaldry, a deeply shocked woman just remarked ‘well he says the most terrible things to you, but I think that he’s trying to shock you into getting better’. Which caused someone to ask whether Dafydd was a Zen master. When I told Brown about all this Brown remarked that it was interesting that whatever Dafydd did, the only interpretation permitted by the hospital was that somehow it had therapuetic benefit.

The now discredited anti-psychiatrist David Cooper had sex with his patients and called it bed therapy. I think there was quite a bit of that going on and not only on the part of the anti-psychiatrists either. After all who can resist a few bathing beauties if any complaints will simply result in the bathing beauty being sent to Garth Angharad and another bathing beauty will be coming along within days to fill her place?

Now just in case anyone might have been a bit concerned that the bathing beauties may have not welcomed the interest of Linford and his camera, the Torygraph let us know how irresistible old Linford was. He ‘had an attractive sun tan. Indeed he cut an elegant figure overall, with a handsome Celtic head’.

I lived in Wales for many years but I did not know that such a thing as a ‘Celtic head’ existed. Perhaps it was something that Linford and Eysenck managed to identify and categorise whilst they were busy measuring all those people back in the 1940s. Another obituary makes a reference to Linford being a snappy dresser and to his fashionable ties. After reading about this Adonis I was delighted to find a photo of Linford in the BMJ. All I could see was a middle-aged man who had lost much of his hair wearing a boring suit and a very 1970s tie, of the sort that the old farts on the BBC used to wear if the were trying to be with-it. No wonder Robert Bluglass told Dafydd that I’d probably end up in a ward for the criminally insane, I am obviously not as other women.

The Toryraph mentions that Linford ‘took a close interest in the lives of his junior doctors’. I noticed at Hammersmith/RPMS and St George’s that part of the game is to extract info from people that can be used against them in the future if necessary and of course with the Linfords of the world it also involved identifying which female members of staff one will be able to have sex with.

Another obituary of Linford written by Hamid Ghodse – to whom I will return later in this post – commented that ‘patients would pour out their symptoms to his sympathetic ear’, that he was ‘an excellent listener and a thoughtful advisor’ and had a ‘great sense of humour and of fun’.

Professor Griffith Edwards wrote in the Guardian that Linford ‘pioneered NHS psychiatric services in Wales as Regional Psychiatrist’ – so we’ve got Linford to thank for that state of the art cellar in which patients were incarcerated in Denbigh then. Edwards identified where Linford’s genius was able to blossom. It was of course at the Maudsley in ‘the heady days when Aubrey Lewis was in the lead and a galaxy of talent provided the peer group’.

‘A galaxy of talent’ ‘under the lead’ of the crazed and deeply unpleasant Aubrey Lewis with his links to the Nazi scientists  (see post ‘The Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Connection’). That galaxy included the dazzling star that is Dafydd.

These people are just quite delusional. It was this sort of culture that enabled Dafydd to appear in the media in the 1990s and claim to be ‘Europe’s leading forensic psychiatrist’, describing Denbigh as a ‘leading hospital’ and himself as the first person to identify a case of PTSD – it was in one of his outpatients clinics in Dolgellau no less. It also enabled a former manager of the paedophile gang, Rob Evans, to feel able to tell the Waterhouse Inquiry that the mental health services in Gwynedd were probably the best in Europe. The paedophiles in north Wales were leading the field on a European level, but down at the Maudsley they weren’t just reaching for the stars, they were the Milky Way itself.

How did the British state ever manage to invest so much responsibility and power in people like this?

Griffith Edwards reminds us that Linford’s first scientific paper was co-authored with Carl Lambert in 1944 and concerned ‘Intravenous Barbiturates In The Treatment Of Hysteria’ – as suffered by women no doubt. Probably the bathing beauties when the perma-tanned Linford joined them in the bathroom whispering sweet nothings in their ear in his Welsh lilt..  ‘Other early work included electronarcosis, insulin therapy, high dosage cortisone’ – all those utterly discredited things that killed a number of people and left most others damaged for life. Light was on the horizon however – ‘the beginnings of a new dawn with the arrival of chlorpromazine’ and tardive dykinesia with it… Linford was of course ‘a world authority on what drugs can do to help the mentally ill’ – in Linford’s day that was even less than they can do at present which very often is not much, other than send the patients into a sound sleep 18 hours a day.

Edwards remembers Linford’s ‘charm, courtesy and humour’ and how he was ‘endlessly kind to younger professionals who asked him for advice’. I really am wondering if perhaps a ‘younger professional’ in the shape of Tony Francis might have asked Linford for a bit of advice himself when a postgrad student began to discover the extent of the wrongdoing of Francis and his colleagues.

Griffith Edwards arrived at the Maudsley in 1959 to work with Linford. Obviously part of the Galaxy of Talent which Griffith himself identified. I will return to the astronomical phenomenon which was Griffith Edwards shortly.

Linford was an advocate of the ‘biopsychosocial model’ of mental illness – which covers all possibilities really – and understood the ‘importance of evidence based care’. He did of course contribute ‘to the destigmatisation of mental illness’ – so that’ll be why the Royal College of Psychs are still banging on about how they’re fighting the stigma. How can there be any stigma left to fight after Linford’s valiant battle? Robert Bluglass was a leading light in the non-stigmatising Royal College, which will be why he spouted crap to Dafydd about me being destined for a ward for the criminally insane.

The icing on the cake in terms of the Obituaries Of Lies however has to be the claim that Linford ‘was ever conscious of the need to safeguard [patients] rights’.

Linford was a leading figure in the World Psychiatric Association ‘when psychiatry in the Soviet Union was used to persecute political dissidents by the spurious diagnoses of mental illness…eventually the Soviet Union had to be forced to resign from the World Psychiatric Association’.

I remember that day back in 1987 when I was sitting in a cell in Bangor Police Station having been arrested for ‘attempting to stab a psychiatrist’, although the police had by then received a statement from a witness who very firmly told them that I had not tried to stab anyone (see post ‘Workers Play Time’), but nonetheless the police wouldn’t let me go although I hadn’t been charged – because they had received a call from Dafydd who told them that he was on his way to see me, which presumably was enough to justify unlawfully detaining someone. At about midnight Dafydd staggered into the cell  – Dafydd always appeared at midnight when he had ‘come to see me’, there must have been something about that particular witching hour – and I told him that he ought to put his talents to use in Russia….

Pussy Riot!

I hope that the Soviets didn’t pay good money for their membership of the WPA, because if they did Mr Putin needs to ask for their subs back.

The BMJ remembered the ‘handsomely Celtic’ Linford who remained ‘unwrinkled in old age’. We are also told that Linford used to take his children on the Christmas ward rounds with him, even to the locked wards. Now if the patients were treated humanely instead of being treated with a completely lack of dignity and respect, a Christmas visit from some children who didn’t have bad attitudes to psych patients could be really nice. But I suspect that Linford’s Christmas visits to the locked wards with his offspring were rather like the occasions on which Dafydd turned up to work with his kids – Dafydd’s kids were rude and unruly and insulted and took the piss out of the patients. Furthermore Dafydd divulged confidential information about patients to his older teenaged children which those kids felt able to pass on. And being Dafydd, it won’t have just been confidential info that was given to the kids to transmit, it’ll have been the usual bare faced lies. Your kids shouldn’t have really been yelling at me that I was a nutter should they Dafydd? Tch tch….and I have been told repeatedly that people were frightened to complain about Dafydd because he ‘knew personal things about them’ which they knew that he would make known in their communities. Probably by telling his kids.

Never mind, I know things about Dafydd! And they are a good deal more damning than any of the minor indiscretions over which he blackmailed and threatened so many people in the language of heaven with his Welsh lilt.

The BMJ reveals that not only did the handsome tanned Linford enjoy photographs of bathing beauties, but he whizzed around in a speed boat and also went water ski-ing.

Linford was awarded a CBE in 1978.

This ‘patriotic Welshman’ and member of the Gorsedd of the Bards lived most of his life in London, although he followed the London Welsh Rugby Club and his links to south Wales were described as being strong via his family and his wife, Catherine Thomas, who was ‘from Swansea Valley’. Linford had two sons and two daughters.

One of Linford’s sons, David, was a urologist who predeceased him. Another son Vaughan was described as a ‘retired fertility expert’ in a press interview a few years ago, but I can’t find any trace of him online. Linford’s daughter Catrin was a nurse who trained at Barts – where her dad ruled the roost –  but Catrin ended up marrying and being close friends with the rich and famous as a result of her sister’s contacts. Catrin’s sister was Angharad Rees, who became very well-known when she starred in  the 1970s TV series Poldark as the serving wench with a comedy west country accent who married above herself.

Like Linford, Angharad really maxed out on her Welsh credentials. Angharad ‘grew up’ in Rhiwbina, Cardiff but in 1953 the family moved to Purley.

Not only did Angharad become famous and a sex symbol, but she married another famous actor who was a sex symbol – Christopher Cazenove. Cazenove was an upper-class old Etonian luvvie whose younger brother Robert was an equerry to HM the Queen! I’m beginning to see why there’d be no chance of the activities of Angharad’s sleaze bag dad hitting the press. Cazenove’s flatmate when he was young was the ridiculous Julian Fellowes who has spent his whole life befriending aristocrats, so he doesn’t care that everybody took the piss out of his TV drama Downton Abbey for being so historically inaccurate. Cazenove really hit the big time in 1986 when he starred in Dynasty and befriended the likes of Joan Collins. Cazenove moved to Hollywood but jetted back and forth between Hollywood and London to see Angharad. Angharad and Cazenove divorced in 1994. Angharad had a relationship with actor Alan Bates – I think he was the one who did the nude wrestling scene with Oliver Reed, who was never in the least bit homoerotic and he’d punch anyone in the face who said that he was.

Angharad and Cazenove had two sons, Linford and Rhys. Linford was killed in a car crash when he was 25 years old in circumstances ‘which are a mystery’. He was going very fast on a motorway and whoops he went across the central reservation, just like that. I rather suspect that there might have been something about that crash that the Rees-Cazenove clan wanted kept quiet – they’d certainly have been able to achieve that if they wished, what with a corrupt Top Doc as the paterfamilias and Angharad and Christopher’s Lilibet-TV-theatre-Hollywood friendships.

Christopher earned a fortune from his work on Dynasty but spent even more of a fortune ‘on classic cars and fast living’ and at one point was made bankrupt. He died of septicaemia in St Thomas’s at the age of 64. I think that might be another death the circumstances of which we haven’t heard the full story. It was mentioned that Christopher had been ill for a long time, that Tommy’s were wonderful – as always – and that Christopher fought a valiant battle but succumbed. When people die of septicaemia there is usually some info provided as to how they developed it, but not a mention with Christopher. Septicaemia can occur after surgery but in those circumstances one usually hears about it because people are very cross with the hospital. Intravenous drug users are also susceptible to septicaemia.

Angharad married for a second time in 2005 – to Sir David McAlpine. Sir David McAlpine’s brother was Lord Alistair McAlpine, who was Deputy Chair of the Tory Party, 1979-83, Treasurer and a very successful fundraiser for the Tory Party in the 1980s when Thatcher was PM and when Sir Peter Morrison was a member of that Gov’t and molesting children in care in north Wales. Morrison was Lord Commissioner of the Treasury whilst McAlpine was Deputy Chair of the Party. Readers may remember that when the allegations about senior politicians being involved with the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal blew up a few years ago, one of the former residents of Bryn Estyn, Steve Messham, appeared on Newsnight and named Alistair McAlpine as being on the men who had molested him. McAlpine denied it and sued a number of people who repeated Messham’s allegation, including Sally Bercow, the Speaker’s wife. My documents do not contain any references to McAlpine, but McAlpine had connections to numerous people who definitely concealed the activities of the paedophile gang in north Wales (see post ‘Did Glenda Occupy A Key Role In Keeping It All Out Of The Media?’). McAlpine will have known what Peter Morrison was doing because it was an open secret. McAlpine gave the libel damages that he received to charity. One of those charities had connections with child abusers, but McAlpine may not have known that.

Angharad Rees starred in many other TV productions as well as in Poldark. The titles of some of them are quite poignant. They include: Doctor In The House, Crown Court, Within These Walls and Hands Of The Ripper.

Angharad was an Honorary Fellow at the Royal Welsh College of Music and Drama.

Like Linford who was Welsh but lived in London and hung out with the rich and famous in London, Welsh Angharad lived in Knightsbridge, where her jewellery design company was based. Angharad died from pancreatic cancer not so long ago. She left over £2 million in her will, to her husband. Not that he’ll have needed any of it, the McAlpines are worth a fortune.

It sounds to me as though Linford with his Welsh lilt and his Welsh cakes and his bathing beauties just about ran Welsh psychiatry. So I don’t think that the sleazy habits of Angharad’s dad or those of his colleagues were ever going to be given much of an airing in the media. Various seedy associates of Dafydd – including some of those kids of his – used to aggressively yell at me that ‘he knows really famous people’. Because the people shouting this in my direction were very obviously not too bright or well-educated I did guess that the ‘really famous people’ would probably be off the TV and of course I used to watch Dafydd popping up on Kilroy and the Vincent Kane programmes. What a laugh – just imagine if Linford had invited old Dafydd to his soirees in Purley with the likes of Joan Collins dropping in. I can’t imagine anything worse than being in Purley with Joan Collins, I think I’d rather be in the cellar in Denbigh, but Dafydd would really dine out on such an occasion.

To be honest Joan et al, all I could ever think of when Dafydd’s showbiz friends were hinted at was ‘haven’t they noticed what he is LIKE????’

There is a class of people who are very impressed with celebs and won’t upset them – politicians. Particularly those of a New Labouresque nature – as well as the Kinnocks who’s advisors created New Labour. The Kinnocks who really thought that they were were going to win that election in 1992 and would have done anything to have done so. Including wrecking the careers of a few young people working in the media and in medical research in London who knew about Dafydd et al in north Wales perhaps Neil?

Linford and Dafydd weren’t the only Top Docs who knew Really Famous People. Linford Rees jointly edited the ‘Textbook of Psychiatry’ (1977) with Chris Ball and Maurice Lipsedge.

Maurice Lipsedge is honorary senior clinical lecturer at the Institute of Psychiatry, King’s College, London. Lipsedge treated Diana Princess of Wales for anorexia. I’m not sure that he was very effective in making Diana feel any better about herself.

Lipsedge was named in an article in the Indie, 8 Oct 1994. The article concerned the case of a financier Harry Reuben, who had died of a heart attack after a two year Bank of England investigation into his company. Harry’s widow Sylvia protested directly to the Governor of the Bank of England Eddie George about the bullying tactics employed by the Bank, which Sylvia maintained led to Harry suffering an ‘acute nervous breakdown’.

Harry was an accountant who ran Sylcon Finance, which invested funds at Barclays for Harry’s contacts and relatives. Sylcon was positively encouraged by Barclays who guaranteed two deposits which totalled £500k. In Aug 1992 a new manager Steve Kalli reported Sylcon to the Bank of England. The Bank raided Sylcon’s office on 1 Oct 1992 and seized documents. They returned on 6 Oct – on Yom Kippur, although Harry and Sylvia were Jewish – and froze the assets. On 15 Jan 1993 the Bank had Harry’s sons Ian and Lawrence arrested and petitioned for the company to be wound up. The Bank then used three Metropolitan Police officers and three of its own enforcers to arrest Harry on 6 April 1994. Sylvia maintained that Harry was frail and confused, said ‘let me die’ and collapsed. Harry was then ‘de-arrested’ by Acting Det Sgt Byron Thomas and was taken to St Mary’s Hospital Paddington.

The Bank’s Enforcer-In-Chief Peter Filmer hired Maurice Lipsedge on 25 July to provide an opinion regarding Harry’s fitness to plead. Harry repeated ‘let me die’ constantly. In his written report Lipsedge noted that ‘It was a grotesque parody….He is malingering’. Harry did not see Lipsedge’s report for several weeks. After he did read it Harry experienced a heart attack and died on 9 August 1994.

Eddie George subsequently defended the Bank’s actions. After Jan 1993 Barclays distanced itself from Sylcon. Barclays took £1.2 million of investors money to pay off the company overdraft, bank charges and to pay back the guaranteed deposits. The other investors didn’t do quite so well as Barclays – they received less than 4p in the pound.

Because the Top Doctors all write obituaries for each other, I wasn’t surprised to see the old chestnuts appear in Lipsedge’s obituary of his mate Jim Watson in the Guardian in 2016. The words ‘committed psychiatrist’, ‘inspired generations’, ‘humour’ and ‘scientific rigour’ featured.

Jim Watson went to Trinity College Cambridge – like that corrupt foursome who concealed the wrongdoing of Dafydd et al at the Home Office in the 1980s who identified as ‘Trinity Men’ (see post ‘Additional Security Measures’) – and then King’s College London for his clinical training. Then Jim was part of the Galaxy of Talents under Aubrey Lewis at the Maudsley. At the Maudsley, Jim Watson was influenced by ‘poet and psychotherapist’ Bob Hobson – it was Bob who ‘trained’ Dafydd! Dafydd made a point of telling Dr Robin Jacobson of St George’s that in 1991 when I was admitted to Springfield as a patient of Jacobson’s. After a telephone call with Dafydd, Jacobson wrote to Professor Nigel Eastman of St George’s – a mate of Helena Kennedy’s – noting that Dafydd had described me as ‘attractive and seductive’ and that he stated that he and Tony Francis ‘had a soft spot for me’ (Francis was trying to have me imprisoned at the time). Jacobson noted that both Tony Francis and Dafydd had lost ‘their boundaries’ – that is shrink speak for ‘they’re having sex with the patients’ – and that he thought that it would be ‘very difficult’ to help me with ‘the set up in Wales’. Jacobson also told Eastman that Dafydd had trained under Bob Hobson and had treated me ‘in a therapeutic community’ – so that’s what Bryn Golau ward in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh was, which was full of victims of the paedophile gang illegally imprisoned and dosed up to the eye-balls on chlorpromazine, whilst they were occasionally assaulted by the Angels and threatened with incarceration in the underground chamber. It was a therapeutic community! The Chief Angel on the ward in Springfield – a truly dreadful Australian woman called Stephanie – told the other Angels that I’d been treated in a therapeutic community, that everything that could be tried with me had been tried, so I was going to be discharged. The registrar Dr Alice Levinson wrote a letter stating that I was not psychotic, that I was suicidal with the stress of being repeatedly arrested by those we know and love in north Wales, that I was to be discharged with no further treatment but referred to the forensic team ‘for containment’ no less.

Jacobson also documented that he had spoken to Tony Francis who had recommended that St George’s contact Lucille Hughes for information about my ‘dangerousnes’. Lucille Hughes was Dafydd’s mistress, the Director of Gwynedd Social Services and was named in the Waterhouse Report as knowing that a paedophile ring was operating in the children’s homes in north Wales but did not respond. I had never met Lucille Hughes and had never received a ‘service’ from Gwynedd Social Services. St George’s made the kind offer of the use of the social work team based at Clare House – which will have covered the Wandsworth area – should Lucille et al wish to tell them how dangerous I was in detail. I didn’t know that this social work team existed and I had never had any contact with them.

I’m so glad that the daddy of this lot Bob Hobson had a sensitive side and wrote poetry. I expect that Dafydd is a watercolourist in his spare time. Flowers probably.

My post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’ which discusses the paedophile network that operated in the Borough of Richmond-Upon-Thames in London in the 1970s and 1980s mentioned that the Director of Education in Wandsworth had been named as a paedophile who visited the notorious Elm Guest House where children in care were taken to be used for sex. Sir Peter Morrison visited the Elm Guest House and a boy in care from Wrexham was taken there. The Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s Oliver Brooke was jailed for the possession of large amounts of child porn – which was stored on the premises of St George’s in the paediatrics dept – in 1986. Detectives who worked on the Brooke case stated that he was a key player in a pan-European paedophile ring. My post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’ discusses Cynthia Payne’s brothel at Streatham, just down the road from St George’s and how some St George’s Top Doctors were customers. The brothel was used as a networking opportunity for professional people with various fetishes – customers included judges, vicars, peers, lawyers and police officers. Cynthia Payne was the only person to be charged. Cynthia Payne shared her house – the brothel – with her friend Lord David Sutch, of the Official Monster Raving Loony Party. David Sutch suffered from manic depression and lived in the catchment area of the St George’s psychiatric team. He became seriously depressed, did not get any better and in 1999 David Sutch hung himself. Or at least he was found hung, it was presumed that he did it himself. An awful lot of people who were witness to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were found dead, having been presumed to have killed themselves. Carole Kasir the manager of the Elm Guest House was found dead, having killed herself it was said with an overdose of insulin.

Dafydd’s old mate from the unforgettable Galaxy of Talent Jim Watson was appointed consultant and senior lecturer at St George’s Hospital Medical School in 1971 and Chair of Psychiatry at St George’s in 1974. Watson then became the head of the academic department of psychiatry at the United Medical and Dental Schools of Guys and St Thomas’s.

Maurice Lipsedge’s obituary of Jim Watson stated that he ‘deplored the absence of training about sexuality for medical students and trainees and established a popular course on this topic’. Now that would have had interesting consequences at St George’s where a paedophile ring which was operating in the area was concealed, a member of the ring being the Professor of Paediatrics. It would have interesting consequences at St Thomas’s as well. St Thomas’s is located very close to Parliament and is the local hospital for the folk of Westminster.

Lipsedge also mentions in Watson’s obituary that Watson’s wife Christine Colley was a consultant and senior lecturer at the Middlesex Hospital in reproductive healthcare. Together they established a sex and relationship problems clinic at Guys.

Lipsedge noted that as well as Bob Hobson, the other influence on Jim Watson was Jim Birley, who like Bob Hobson ‘was a community psychiatrist’.

Jim Birley was the son of the neurologist Jim Birley and was born near Harley Street – another Top Doctor who was a Top Doctor by birth. Birley went to Oxford and then to Tommy’s for his clinical training. In 1954 whilst doing his national service Birley ‘was impressed by the way that deep sleep treatment helped a colleague’. One wonders what Birley thought that he had seen because deep sleep treatment is one of the many discredited dangerous treatments that didn’t work. After witnessing the miracle that is deep sleep treatment Birley took a series of junior medical posts, then rocked up at Tommy’s once more and spent a year working under the lethal William Sargant (see post ‘Dr Death’), just like Dr Death did a few years later.

In 1969 Birley joined the MRC Social Psychiatry Research Unit at the Maudsley as a consultant. Birley was the Dean of the Institute of Psychiatry, 1971-82. He retired in  1990. Birley was Dean of the Royal College of Psychiatry, 1982-87 and President, 1987-90. He was President of the BMA, 1993-94. Now let’s have a look at those obituaries written after Jim Birley died in 2013.

The Guardian obit – written by Caroline Richmond who writes many obits for Top Doctors – told us that Birley had made a ‘great breakthrough’ in the understanding of schizophrenia in the late 1960s. Which will be why schizophrenia is still baffling the people who’ve been working on it for decades, why no-one understands what it is or why it occurs and why none of the drugs used really do much more than sedate people. Pharmacologists freely admit that medical science is many, many years away from developing a drug that really will be effective in schizophrenia. Meanwhile clinical psychologists are trying a variety of non-drug interventions and the last big schizophrenia story to hit the popular media involved theories relating to the immune system. So it’s interesting to read that Jim Birley had it all sorted in the late 1960s. In 1968 Birley and George Brown published ‘Crisis and Life Changes and the Onset of Schizophrenia’ in the Journal of Health and Social Behaviour in the US, which, the Guardian tells us is of course a ‘classic’ paper. The Top Doctors do all tend to have written a classic paper, they have all published something which is the equivalent of Crick and Watson’s paper on the double helix.

The Maudsley passed its long term patients to Cane Hill Hospital near Croydon – those will be the many patients whose conditions had not improved despite the attentions of Sir Aubrey and his Galaxy of Talent, so they’ll have been dumped in the ‘backwards’ of Cane Hill, backwards which the Galaxy of Talent of course banished off the face of the earth altogether as they destigamatised psychiatry and transformed the landscape. In the 1970s Birley established the Windsor Walk Housing Association which was supported accommodation. At about the same time Birley established the Camberwell Rehabilitation Association, which employed patients to undertake tasks such as making fuse boxes.

Such’rehab’ work schemes were inevitably highly exploitative, with patients being paid an utter pittance. There were commercial relationships between the companies who benefited from the patients’ labour – the company paid for the work undertaken and they paid a lot more than the patients ever received in pay. Virtually free labour was also supplied by patients under the guise of occupational therapy. I was told of one hospital which had a commercial contract with a manufacturer of matches and at Warlingham Park Hospital patients spent their time packing paper towels. At Warlingham Park this ‘occupational therapy’ was obligatory. Patients clocked on at 9am and stayed at the yoke until 5pm and if they refused to ‘attend occupational therapy’ they were sectioned. There weren’t many who wanted to risk that, because Warlingham Park was a notoriously brutal hospital where a number of staff were actually imprisoned after patients had been seriously injured and raped. Please see my post ‘A Trade In People – Between London And North Wales’ for an account of the experiences of one family known to me who had experienced the delights of Warlingham Park. It involved the suspicious death of a middle-aged mother whilst sectioned at the hospital, the sectioning of her two teenaged children when they raised concerns about the circumstances of their mum’s death, the fleecing of those two children out of their inheritance by a number of crooked Top Doctors and lawyers and then the transportation of the two by now young adult children to north Wales – where they had never even visited – ‘for a new start’. Upon arriving in Bethesda, they found that their neighbours had been told that they were ‘interested in young children’ and the young woman was arrested by the police following baseless allegations that she had been ‘dancing naked’ in her house and inviting children in whilst at it. After years of neglect from the Hergest Unit the husband of this young woman choked to death whilst living in a ‘care home’ where he was under observation every 20 mins. No-one ever explained how his body laid undiscovered for a couple of hours.

The man whom I knew who was forced to pack paper towels at Warlingham Park to boost the profits of the NHS was paid a matter of pennies per hour. Before his mum died at the hands of Warlingham Park and he was sectioned, he had been an engineering apprentice.

The best story that I have heard re free labour as occupational therapy did of course come from someone who had been a patient at Denbigh. She was 19 years old at the time in 1985 and her therapy was to pack Dr Whites sanitary towels into boxes whilst a student nurse supervised her to make sure that there was no slacking. The student nurse in question later became the nurse manager of the Hergest Unit, Lena Henry. Happy memories Lena!!! I heard about this when I compared notes with this person about our Dafydd and Denbigh experiences. We did end up having such a laugh at the horrors of Denbigh that I received an e mail from her the next morning suggesting that the next time that we took a trip down memory lane we’d need incontinence pads rather than Dr Whites. Unlike me, this person was born in Bangor and went to school there. She told me that there were constant allegations that Dafydd ‘sold’ young female patients from Denbigh to members of local chapels who used them sexually. By the time that I was told this, I had already known a woman who had grown up on Anglesey who told me that when she was a child her father and uncle used her as a child prostitute and she was passed around the members of a chapel on Anglesey. She tried to kill herself when she was a young adult and ended up in Denbigh. The members of the chapel told her that if she returned to the chapel they would not sit next to her. This lady was a long-term mental health patient in north Wales and the Top Doctors were fully aware of her allegations.

Dafydd lives on Anglesey and was well thought of by members of the local chapel. As well as the Police Federation, members of the Methodist Church turned out to give former North Wales Police Superindent Gordon Anglesea a good send-off after he died in prison in 2016 following his conviction for the historical abuse of boys in care in Bryn Estyn.

In 1971 Jim Birley – after meeting David Ennals – founded the Southwark Association for Mental Health. The Southwark Association for Mental Health ran a charity shop and held fetes to raise funds.

Southwark Social Services sent numerous children in its care to the Bryn Alyn Community and continued to send them even after the kids complained of being abused. The local MP was Lib Dem Simon Hughes, who was one of the MPs who signed an early day motion opposing the proposed closure of Garth Angharad, that personal prison used by the paedophiles friends (see post ‘More On Those Who Signed That Early Day Motion’).

In 1971 David Ennals was leading a major campaign for MIND. He later became Chair of MIND and it was whilst Ennals was Chair that Tony Smythe was appointed as Chief Exec of MIND. Tony Smythe had links with paedophiles’ rights groups such as PIE. David Ennals was Secretary of State for the DHSS, 1976-79. Before he had ever met Jim Birley, Ennals had served as a junior Minister in the Home Office – whilst the Home Office was directly responsible for managing Approved Schools, such as Bryn Estyn and Axwell Park, where there were paedophile gangs in operation.

David Ennals brother Sir Paul Ennals was Chief Executive of the NCB (National Children’s Bureau). He was also a member of safeguarding Boards in Haringey, Gateshead, Sunderland and Tyneside. Which would have meant a lot of commuting. All of the locations in which Sir Paul was busy safeguarding had paedophile rings operating in the children’s services.

The Guardian assures us that Birley’s ‘patients adored him…he cared deeply for them, never trying to offload them onto other doctors’. Dafydd used to stress that he too never offloaded his patients. Once you were lumbered with Dafydd, you were stuck with him for life. Even if you went to London to work. Birley was ‘kind, gentle, modest, caring, tolerant and humerous’, ‘a great clinician, intellectually astute yet humble’, who ‘treated everyone with the same courtesy’ and was ‘a wonderful mentor’ who enjoyed ‘practical jokes’.

Birley once suffered a manic episode and ‘spoke quite openly about it, showing it could happen to anyone’. The circumstances under which this happened occurred whilst the Maudsley was being picketed – I’d love to know why that was. Birley ‘briefly’ became manic, feeling that he’d seen the light. His family and friends noticed and three colleagues sent him home with a tranquilliser which Birley said made him feel ‘as if he had stepped into a hot bath’. Two days later Birley was as ‘right as rain’.

The Top Doctors seem to enjoy rather better recoveries from mental health problems than the rest of the population. Other people who experience bouts of mental illness find themselves sectioned and subjected to occupational health reports from other Top Doctors stating that they are not suitable for various professions, but the Top Doctors make miraculous recoveries and carry on as if nothing had ever been amiss. Unless of course they are whistleblowers, in which case they never work again.

Whilst Birley was President of the BMA, 1993-94, he published a report on the involvement of Doctors in torture overseas. In 1993 I was fined £60 in  Bangor Magistrates Court for ‘staring at a social worker in Safeways’. The social worker in question was Jackie Brandt, a social worker employed by Gwynedd Social Services, who had previously unlawfully detained me in Ysbyty Gwynedd after Alun Davies told me that if I didn’t drop my complaints about the mental health services I’d be sectioned. My complaint against Brandt and Davies following these events was never investigated, although it was admitted that Brandt had not completed a report as she was legally obliged to do. Brandt saw me in Safeways one day and went straight down to Bangor Police Station and made a statement claiming that I had screamed and swore at her and threatened her. Under cross-examination by my solicitor in Court, Brandt started crying and admitted that I hadn’t even spoken to her in Safeways. I was fined for causing her ‘alarm and distress’ as defined by the Public Order Act. Brandt was never investigated for perjury.

After Brandt gave the performance of a lifetime in the witness box, I was told by the family of another patient that Brandt had unlawfully detained their daughter in the Hergest Unit and after they made a complaint, Brandt and Tony Francis ‘told lie after lie after lie’. Brandt was then appointed as this young woman’s key worker – although the young woman hated her and refused to speak to her. The young woman was renting a house which she shared with another young woman in Felinheli. Brandt went round to visit. The young woman refused to answer the door. So Brandt called the police, who broke the door down and took her to Ysbyty Gwynedd where Brandt and Tony Francis sectioned her. The young woman was then evicted from her house by the landlord because of the damage caused when the police broke in. So the young woman was now a ‘homeless paranoid schizophrenic’. Two years previously the homeless paranoid schizophrenic had been leading a rather yuppyish life in London. Her problems began when she made friends with Marco Pierre White and his circle of friends. A series of very distressing things happened to this young woman and a Top Doctor was called. She was ‘taken home’ to north Wales – where she had grown up – and sectioned by Brandt and Francis. Who told her that she mustn’t go back to London again because People In London Didn’t Want To See Her.

I got to know this young woman very well during the 1990s and on a number of occasions her mental health would very obviously improve and she would  land herself jobs and enrol on MBAs and look as though she was about to make a fantastic recovery and would talk about returning to London to live. Then Tony Francis would ‘alter her medication’ and within a month she’d be sectioned again.

On one occasion when she was sectioned, this young woman swore blind that Tony Francis came to her room late at night and exposed himself to her. Her parents went apeshit and demanded an investigation. Francis was cleared on the grounds that he wan’t in the hospital on that night and the whole saga was attributed to the young woman being a chronic deluded paranoid schizophrenic. The young woman never wavered from her story, no matter what the state of her mental health was.

‘Lie after lie after lie’. That was what I found that Tony Francis had written upon my medical records when I finally received all of them last year. He’d been doing it for years as well in an attempt to have me banged up, entirely without my knowledge. He had told other people to lie on oath and they had done it. Francis had made a serious attempt at having me transferred to a forensic unit in 1994 by telling a colleague of Brandt’s, a CPN called Bridget Loyd, to lie in Court about me having phoned her up and threatened her (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – The Scottish Play’). I was acquitted. There was no apology and no investigation. Many of the letters that Tony Francis had written to third parties encouraging them to contact the police about me and emphasising how dangerous I was had been cc’d to the BMA.

I could say ‘It’s a rat trap Tony – and you’ve been caught’ a la Bob Geldof, but Tony Francis killed himself shortly after Operation Pallial re-opened the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. I understand that his wife Sadie – who also worked as a psychiatrist at the North Wales Hospital and then at Ysbyty Gwynedd – told her neighbours that he became depressed and killed himself because of me. I had not seen him for years…

Sadie Francis sat on the North Wales Community Health Council. The  NHS watchdog and patients’ voice!

Jim Birley campaigned against poor psychiatric practice abroad, especially in the former communist countries and in China. Jim represented the Royal College of Psychiatrists at the World Psychiatric Association meeting in 1981, when those naughty old Soviets were readmitted under strict conditions.

Birley was a Fellow of the American Psychiatric Association and was a leading member of what is now called the Global Initiative on Psychiatry.

As Top Doctors always are, Birley was ‘alarmed by Gov’t reforms’. He claimed that the 1989 White Paper ‘Working for Patients’ was ‘written by people who didn’t understand the NHS….had Mrs Thatchter’s fingerprints all over it’. In 1989 Sir Peter Morrison was abusing kids in care in north Wales which were handed over to him by the North Wales Paedophile Ring whilst he was Deputy Chair of the Tory Party. In 1990 Morrison organised Thatcher’s leadership campaign. In 1990 both I and two of my friends who knew what had happened to me in north Wales were being seriously bullied at work.

Birley was awarded a CBE in 1990.

By the beginning of 1991 the careers of me and two of my friends who knew what had happened to me in north Wales had been destroyed.

The Maudsley still has a James Birley Unit for acutely ill women.

 

Now for more on two of the Top Doctors who waxed lyrical about Linford Rees of the Welsh cakes and celebrity daughter in their obituaries of him – Griffith Edwards and Hamid Ghodse.

Professor Griffith Edwards  went to Balliol College Oxford and then did his clinical training at Barts. He did his postgraduate training at the Maudsley under D.L. Davies. He spent the whole of his career at the Institute of Psychiatry – which for many years was based at the Maudsley, but it later moved to King’s College London. Edwards became an alcohol and addiction specialist, a ‘major international figure influencing the discipline of alcohol and drug studies’. Of course Edwards ‘promoted rigorous scientific and clinical standards’ and ‘initiated therapeutic communities for heroin addicts’. Edwards established day centres for drug users and help for ‘skid row drinkers’. He introduced CBT, motivational interviewing, psychotherapy and pharmacotherapy for addicts.

Edwards was the Director of the MRC funded Addiction Behaviour Unit (ABU) and he established the UK’s National Addiction Centre in London, of which he was the first Chair and Director. He wrote extensively on policy aspects regarding alcohol and drugs.

Edwards held the following appointments at the Institute of Psychiatry: researcher worker, 1962-66; lecturer, 1966-67; senior lecturer, 1967-73; Reader in Drug Dependency, 1973-79; Professor of Addiction Behaviour, 1979-94 (Emeritus Prof from 1994); Director of the Addiction Research Unit, 1967-94.

Edwards was the first Professor of Addiction Behaviour in the UK.

Edwards was hon consultant psychiatrist at the Royal Bethlem and Maudsley Hospitals, 1967-94 (Emeritus from 1994). He was Chairman of the National Addiction Centre, 1991-94.

Edwards contributed to the drafting of the addiction sections of the ICD-10 and DSM- IV.

He was: a member of the Academy of the Medical Royal Colleges group making submissions on cannabis to the House of Lords in 1998; Consultant to the Presidents Special Action Office for Drug Abuse Prevention, Washington DC; Consultant for the Ministry of Health, Bolivia and Mexico members in the Cabinet Office group concerned with the design of national UK alcohol policy in 2003.

One of Edwards’s many papers was  his 1982 publication regarding cannabis and psychiatric morbidity. One of the Reports of the Expert Group of which he was a member was published by the Home Office. Which at the time employed Bing Spear as the Chief Inspector of the Drugs Branch – Bing who did many favours for Top Doctors who flogged prescriptions for Class A drugs and breached the rules, Bing who hung around with street addicts despite being a civil service mandarin. Bing who was very likely an addict himself. For the background on Bing and his celebrity drug dealer friends, see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’.

Edwards – along with with Milton Gross – wrote the original description of alcohol dependence which was published by the BMJ in 1976. It’s a classic paper – of course.

Edwards was described as ‘one of the few true giants’ by Dr Marc A. Schuckit of the University of Califonia, San Diego. Dr Thomas Babor of the University School of Medicine and Editor of the journal ‘Addiction’ described Edwards as the ‘father of some of the major conceptual advances in this field’.

Like every good Top Doctor Edwards networked furiously. Babor remembers that Edwards and his wife ‘hosted salon-like events at their home in Greenwich that were known for more than their warm conversation’. Furthermore Edwards ‘was a real wine connoisseur and there was always a cocktail before dinner…he was a strong believer in social drinking’.

The Society for the Study of Addiction’s website featured a tribute to Edwards written by Joanna Milward of King’s College London, who remembered Edwards’s contribution to British cannabis policy in the 1970s. Edwards’s rather subscribed to notions of reefer madness. Not that Joanna is one to mock. Joanna states that ‘substantial research has supported Griffith’s views, particularly around the risks associated with chronic, heavy use’.

Dr Peter and Margaret McCann remembered that Edwards was of great assistance to them when they established Castle Craig Hospital in 1988 – Edwards introduced them to ‘leading consultant psychiatrists in Scotland’ who specialised in addiction. Castle Craig is an upmarket ‘clinic’ for addicts. The McCanns also established Clouds House in Wiltshire, another sumptuous clinic for addicts.

Edwards researched and supported a new approach for homeless people and prisoners with alcohol problems. He was instrumental in establishing Pheonix House, the first therapeutic community for the treatment of drug dependence.

Alongside Lady Ann Parkinson, Edwards supported the charity Action on Addiction which was formed in 1989, which later merged with The Chemical Dependency Centre and Clouds House to form a larger charity, still called Action on Addiction. Lady Ann Parkinson was married to Cecil Parkinson, a member of Thatcher’s Cabinet and colleague of Peter Morrison. One of the Parkinson’s daughters, Mary, became involved with drugs and prostitution. She was found dead a few weeks ago.

Professor Griffith Edwards was awarded a CBE in 1987. There’s a nice photo of him available online – he’s wearing a stripey suit and a bow tie and is glaring aggressively at the camera.

Edwards took over the editorship of the British Journal of Addiction – in 1993 the journal was renamed Addiction – in 1978 from Max Glatt. Edwards remained Editor in Chief until 2005 and remained the Commissioning Editor until his death in 2012.

In his obituary of Edwards in the Guardian, Hamid Ghodse tells us that Edwards was ‘a sensitive clinician…aware that the therapeutic relationship between doctor and patient was of fundamental importance’. Dafydd and Tony Francis used to bang on a lot about the doctor patient therapuetic relationship and how trust in such a relationship was essential.

Ghodse reassures us that all Edwards’s ‘innovations were based on research findings and therefore influenced other clinicians and Government policy’ and that he ‘never had any involvement with the alcohol industry’. He didn’t need to – Edwards was the dominant figure in a field rotten with corruption where addicts were routinely neglected and treated like sub-humans by most Top Doctors, unless they had money in which case there were celebrity Top Doctors  who would flog them prescriptions and run luxurious expensive clinics for them. NHS clinics like the ones that Edwards ran were worse than mediocre, they were box ticking exercises in which patients purchased drugs off each other whilst the staff pretended not to notice.

I have only known one person well who was a drug user throughout the years when Edwards’s was doing all this splendid work and the anecdotes that this man related were extraordinary – but I have read similar accounts. He was an archetypal 60s hippy who took just about everything but would not touch heroin because he knew that it was addictive. He developed a psychotic illness after taking LSD and was sectioned a number of times in hospitals in affluent areas of Surrey and Sussex. At one of these institutions another patient tried to strangle him whilst he was asleep in bed one night. The patient who tried to kill him admitted to the staff that he’d done this to the acid casualty and stated that he was going to try it again. The acid casualty was still psychotic but he was discharged from the hospital on the grounds that the other patient was so dangerous that the acid casualty could not be kept safe.

At another hospital the acid casualty was told by a Top Doctor ‘I hate you hippies, you’re all revolving door patients’. The Top Doctor told the hippy that when he returned from holiday he would put him on morphine ‘to stabilise’ him. The hippy was horrified and at least had the good sense to see that turning into an addict would not be a good idea – although it would be highly profitable for any Top Doctor with a line in private prescriptions for addicts – and he actually managed to enlist the help of his father-in-law who was a Harley Street dentist to get him transferred to another hospital.

In another hospital this hippy – who enjoyed his drugs but wasn’t prone to punch-ups – was challenged to a fight by another patient who was enthusiastic about punch-ups. The hippy did all he could to avoid the violence but in the end he grabbed a pole and kept it with him lest he need it for self-defence. He was then violently attacked by the other patient and did end up in a serious confrontation. The Angels formed a circle around these two patients and watched the fight whilst discussing whether a psychotic hippy would be able to successfully defend himself against the ward psychopath.

This man was a patient of Dafydd’s in the North Wales Hospital in the 1980s. He told me that there was a patient on the ward who was supplying amphetamines to other patients with the knowledge of the staff. When the patients suffered from the effects of the drugs that they had purchased, Dafydd would section them for either six months or a year, so they would remain on the ward where the drugs were sold and offered the opportunity to buy more…

It was a free for all. Edwards will have known Dafydd and he will have known the sort of things going on at Denbigh, as well as at other Drug Dependency Units in hospitals. My post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’ describes the rampant corruption and in-fighting between Top Doctors in this field, none of whom were putting the welfare of their patients first. Meanwhile Griffith Edwards and Dafydd banged on about cannabis psychosis.

Hamid Ghodse observed that Edwards’s  National Addiction Centre at the Institute of Psychiatry at King’s College is now a ‘hub’ connecting Griffith’s ‘proteges’ – yet more from that Galaxy of Talent – with students across the world.

In 1966 Edwards designed the World Health Organisation’s alcohol policy and later their drugs policy. He was a member of the UK Advisory Council on the Misuse of Drugs – as was Sir Philip Myers who was Chief Constable of the North Wales Police when that force was riddled with corruption, particularly the drug squad (see post ‘They Planned To Put Acid In All The Reservoirs…’); a member of the ESRC; an advisor to the Dept of Health regarding alcohol problems and an advisor to the Cabinet Office on alcohol policy.

Max Glatt edited the journal which became Addiction before Griffith Edwards took it over.

In 1952 Max Glatt opened the first NHS unit for alcoholism at Warlingham Park Hospital. In 1962 Glatt established a unit for alcoholics and drug users at St Bernard’s Hospital in Ealing – it is now known as the Max Glatt Centre – run on ‘therapeutic community principles’. Glatt was also responsible for the establishment of the first addiction treatment in a prison – at Wormwood Scrubs, a unit which now also bears his name. Glatt taught at UCH, the Royal Free Hospital, the Middlesex Hospital. He retired from the NHS in 1977 and in 1978 became a consultant at the Priory.

Glatt ‘destigmatised’ alcoholism. So that’s why the Hergest Unit have for years refused to treat patients with alcohol problems, as have the A&E Dept at Ysbyty Gwynedd, even after a patient who had gone there for help was found inexplicably dead hours later (see post ‘Two Dangerous Very Dishonest Nurses’).

Glatt advised the BMA, the Home Office and the Royal Colleges. He was the co-founder of the Medical Council on Alcoholism and the National Council on Alcoholism.

Glatt was ‘universally liked and admired’, was ‘never censorius’, ‘seldom gave up hope’, ‘enabled patients to open up to him’ and was a ‘quiet, modest and gentle person with a sharp sense of humour and an infectious smile’ who was ‘deeply religious’. Glatt ran a weekly group at the Florence Nightingale Hospital until his death in 2002.

The Daily Telegraph’s obituary of Glatt stated that when Glatt began his group therapy at Warlingham Park ‘Glatt had little idea of what he was doing’ and after his initial experiment with a group of four alcoholic patients asked them ‘has anything come out of this?’. One of them replied that they had no idea, ‘but talking was better than making paper elephants in the occupational therapy class’.

There was a tribute to Glatt written by David Marjot in Alcohol and Alcoholism. Marjot was another Top Doctor involved in the battles between Top Doctors in the 70s and 80s regarding the treatment of addicts. I note that Marjot served in the Royal Navy – when he left in 1976 he went to work at Barts with Glatt and was his successor when Glatt retired.

Max Glatt had a very troubled early life, although I can’t quite work out how some of the pieces of the story fit together. His parents died in Belsen and Glatt was imprisoned in Dachau after trying to flee to Holland after Kristallnacht in 1938. Somehow Glatt found his way out of Dachau to the UK. Some accounts state that he was ‘allowed to buy his freedom’ from Dachau the form of a visa to South America, where he travelled via England, but whilst in England he was interned. Other accounts describe Glatt as having been ‘deported to Britain’ from Dachau, then interned as an enemy alien on the Isle of Man from where he was transported to Australia on a prison ship, after which in 1942 Glatt made his way to England and ‘drifted into psychiatry’ because he feared that if he entered a more popular specialism he would be deported when the British doctors returned from active service. I can imagine that fleeing the Nazis was a pretty difficult situation to be in, so who knows what Max Glatt had to resort to in order to stay alive, but there is the common theme here re ‘why I went into psychiatry’ – for a variety of reasons huge numbers of people, even those who later were described as giants among Top Doctors, entered psychiatry because they were unemployable in any other field.

 

Hamid Ghodse was the man who wrote the relentlessly fawning obituaries of Professor Linford Rees and Professor Griffith Edwards – although there is plenty of evidence that these two men were seriously abusing their positions and were involved in concealing the wrongdoing of Dafydd and the paedophiles. Ghodse died himself in 2012.

Ghodse was educated in Iran and in Beirut, but came to the UK after qualifying in 1965. He knew people in south Wales as a result of a friendship he had made on a previous visit to the UK, so he did his postgraduate training at Morgannwg Hospital in Bridgend, south Wales, 1968-70. He then returned to London and worked at Barts and the Maudsley until 1974. Ghodse became the resident psychiatrist at the Institute of Psychiatry, 1974-78. In 1978 Ghodse was appointed consultant psychiatrist at St George’s Hospital Medical School. In 1987 Ghodse became Professor of Addictive Behaviour and International Drug’s Policy at St George’s. In 1992 he set up and ran the International Centre for Drug Policy at St George’s, where he remained until his death in 2012.

Ghodse was training as a junior psychiatrist in south Wales at the same time as Tony Francis – he then went to the Institute of Psychiatry at about the same time that Francis did. The Royal College of Physicians website’s section on ‘Lives of the Fellows’ mentions that Ghodse was ‘strongly influenced’ by Linford Rees when he worked at Barts and that he got to know Linford’s family at Barts. When Ghodse worked at the Institute of Psychiatry his mentor was Griff Edwards.

Ghodse undoubtedly knew Tony Francis.

In 1992 when Ghodse set up his International Centre for Drug Policy at St George’s, five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed by that firebomb (see post ‘The Silence of the Welsh Lambs’).

Ghodse was working in the endemically corrupt St George’s whilst I was hounded out of my job there and then when I had dreadful experiences when I ended up as a patient of Ghodse’s colleagues. Colleagues who were busy communicating with Tony Francis, Dafydd and even Lucille Hughes without informing me let alone gaining my consent. Ghodse’s Drug Dependency Unit was originally located in Clare House – where those social workers who were offering to receive information from Lucille Hughes about me being phenomenally dangerous were based.

Ghodse’s inpatient unit was originally at Tooting Bec Hospital, which closed in 1988 – a new unit opened at Springfield to replace it. Ghodse was involved in training doctors, nurses, psychologists – and social workers.

Altogether Ghodse spent 34 wonderful years at St George’s. But he certainly got out and about and put his fingers in many pies. Ghodse began his career in addiction at Hackney Hospital’s DDU and he also worked as a consultant at Tommy’s as well as St George’s. He was the Director of Substance Misuse Services for Wandsworth, Merton and Sutton Health Authorities and was Director of the South West Thames Regional Drug Problem Team.

Ghodse was Chair of the Royal College of Psychiatrists Substance Misuse Section, 1990-94. I was working at St George’s whilst Ghodse Chaired that section – and by 1994, the agreement whereby Dafydd would be allowed to retire without any of the serious complaints about him being followed up and would also be given the contract for providing substance misuse services for north Wales had been thrashed out (see post ‘The Evolution of a Drugs Baron?’).

Ghodse was Vice-President of the Royal College of Psychiatrists, 2000-02. Whilst the Waterhouse Report was published.

Ghodse was non-executive director of the National Patient Safety Agency, 2001-to his death. He was Chairman of Higher Degrees in Psychiatry, University of London, 2003-until his death.

Ghodse was an advisor to the Department of Health and to the NHS Ombudsman. He was elected as President of the UN International Narcotics Control Board 11 times. That Board monitors countries adherence to drug conventions.

Vanessa Cameron, the Chief Executive of the Royal College of Psychiatrists, described this big time crook as ‘the wise elder statesman par excellence’.

Ghodse’s wife Barbara Ghodse whom he married in 1973 was a Top Doctor who went into hospital management. In fact Barbara Ghodse was or still is the service contracts manager for St George’s Healthcare NHS Trust.

A measure of Hamid Ghodse’s success as a Top Doctor was suggested by his former colleague Dr Jill Treganza who ran the DDU at St George’s with him. Treganza observed that when they first set up the DDU, she and Hamid would joke about managing over 100 patients with just one part-time nurse to help them. Hamid built the DDU up into a university department of addiction behaviour with over 200 staff, over 85 of them in the academic unit.

Now how ever did Hamid manage to do that?

 

After Hamid Ghodse died, a memorial service was held as a ‘celebration of Hamid’s life’. In attendance were: Prof Peter Kopelman, Principal, St George’s; Jill Treganza; Prof Dinash Bughra; Prof Fabrizio Schifano; Prof Sue Bailey; Dr N. Baghaei-Yazdi; Baroness Sheila Hollins; Prof Ilana Crome.

All together now, in memory of Hamid – ‘We didn’t know’.

 

Before I leave the topic of the festering cess-pit of corruption that is St George’s with its Top Doctors who were concealing paedophile rings which were linked to gangsters involved in large scale drug importation and dealing as well as child porn, there is one person who needs to make her way to the nearest police station and fess up. That is Deb Everard, the vile manipulative laboratory technician who caused such huge problems at St George’s but who never faced disciplinary action, no matter how dreadful her conduct. Everard was a Conservative Councillor in Edmonton and although she was a Tory she ruthless used the corrupt MSF reps in St George’s to keep herself out of trouble. Everard knew about Oliver Brooke the paedophile professor as well as mountains of other wrongdoing. St George’s was the centre of a major crime ring with international links – this is not about a daft old bat like you falling out with everyone Deb, this is about drug barons and child traffickers you stupid cow. Get down the police station now.

Now for a bit more information on Alice Mahon, the Labour MP who blew the whistle on the gross abuses at Ashworth Hospital, but which were then blamed on the patients and used to justify New Labour becoming even more oppressive and punitive towards people with mental health problems (see post ‘Security, Security’).

Alice Mahon was Labour MP for Halifax, 1987-05. She was on left of the party and member of the Socialist Campaign Group. Mahon resigned from the Labour Party in April 2009 because of her disgust at the plans of Gordon’s aide Damien McBride and Derek Draper’s plans to smear leading Tories.

Mahon went to grammar school in Halifax and after leaving school worked as an NHS nursing auxillary for ten years. She was born in 1937 so presumably she began working for the NHS in the mid-late 1950s. In 1979 Mahon graduated from Bradford University with a BA in Social Policy and then taught trade union studies at Bradford College, 1980-87. She was also a Councillor on Calderdale Council. By the time that Mahon resigned from the Labour Party in 2009 she had been a member for over 50 years. She campaigned on women’s rights, abortion rights and gay rights – all of which were systematically breached by the NHS whilst Mahon worked in it and for many years afterwards. Mahon was based in a region of the country where a paedophile gang targeted children in care – we’re talking Yorkshire, Jimmy Savile ruled supreme – where two psychiatrists raped and molested female patients over decades with the knowledge of other NHS colleagues across the whole of Yorkshire but were not even investigated until they had nearly reached retirement (see post ‘All The Ingredients Of A Scandal’) and where there was serious endemic corruption in the police. Bradford – anyone remember Peter Sutcliffe and the police not giving a toss for years because he was only murdering prostitutes?

Things were no better in that neck of the woods even during the later years of Mahon’s Parliamentary career. I have been friends with two people who have lived and worked in the Bradford area for the last thirteen years or so. The mental health services in Bradford rival those in north Wales for sheer fuckwittery and negligence – a zenith was reached in 2010 with the activities of the Crossbow Cannibal Killer – and for their ability to exterminate vulnerable people. The Airedale NHS Trust had a problem a with an Angel killing some of the patients by lethal injection. The corrupt expert witness whom I encountered some years ago Robert Kehoe (see post ‘A Very Succinct E Mail From A Reader’) was Clinical Director of Airedale at the time of the murdering Angel. Kehoe is now Medical Director of the enormous US based private healthcare company Cygnet, has a Harley Street practice from where he continues to provide expert witness reports and still keeps a finger in the NHS pie in West Yorkshire. People working in the NHS in  Bradford knew many years ago that there was a high rate of genetically inherited problems as a result of marriages between first cousins and that the mortality rate for baby girls was inexplicably high. Neither problems were made public – although Bradford has finally got around to providing genetic counselling for first cousins who marry – because these matters affected certain groups in the south Asian community and people were terrified of providing ammunition for the BNP which held seats on the Council. Then there was the huge problem of the grooming and trafficking of youngsters in care by criminal gangs. The Labour MP for Keighley Anne Cryer tried for years to draw attention to the problem of forced marriages and honour killings and was denounced as a racist.

The health and welfare section of Bradford University was so dysfunctional that it was known as ‘health and warfare’ by  staff working in other parts of the university. The crowning achievement of the Health and Warfare department was the naked race hatred shown towards one of nursing lecturers – who was black – by her fellow Angels. It culminated in someone posting up a picture of a monkey on her office door. Were any Angels dismissed or even disciplined? No. The settlement arranged with the union was that the Angel who had been the subject of this vile behaviour would be given a Chair – although she had neither the experience or research record to warrant such a position. Academics in other institutions couldn’t work out why there was a professor at Bradford with such a weak CV…

This was all facilitated by the NHS and social services and Mahon will have known about it. She does not seem to have uttered a word. So what about Mahon’s role in exposing the horrors of the Personality Disorder Unit at Ashworth Hospital in 2007, as detailed in my post ‘Security, Security’? Well she obviously did take up the case in 2006 when her constituents who were the parents of the Ashworth patient who alleged that such appalling things were happening approached her, but after the Fallon Inquiry everything was blamed on Dangerous Nutters who had ‘taken over’ the institution rather than anyone admitting that the root of the problem was that Ashworth was rotten to the core and run by Top Doctors who were concealing a paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire and ‘nurses’ who were members of the POA and National Front.

If Alice Mahon had wanted to finish the Tories off, she could have – by telling the truth about Ashworth Hospital, because the truth about Sir Peter Morrison’s role in the north Wales paedophile gang would have emerged as well as the enormous lengths to which the Tories had gone for years to keep it quiet. Ah – but that would have meant admitting exactly what had been going on in the NHS and what had happened to me and others at its hands and like everyone in the Labour Party Alice is passionate about the NHS. As was Alice’s leader Kinnock. The Kinnock who knew what was happening to us in north Wales – and who also knew about George Thomas and a few others on his doorstep in south Wales. The Kinnock who went to university with Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) – who was one of the Top Doctors who concealed the north Wales paedophile gang – and who was married to Glenys from north Wales whose parents were friendly with the likes of Lord Cledwyn who had concealed the paedophile ring years previously. The Kinnock who knew damn well that Michael Carr didn’t survive a visit to Walton Hospital after he dared take on Militant (see post ‘News From Sicily’). The Militant whom Kinnock so bravely fought by shouting the odds at Derek Hatton at the Labour Party Conference in 1986.

Comrade Alice really hated New Labour and before she resigned from the Party said that she was ‘dismayed’ at the impotency of the Gov’t in tacking the financial institutions. Had Alice et al had been a little more honest, less self-interested and had not been doing deals with Top Doctors involved in serious crime, they could have given Capitalism a good kick in the groin. How? By exposing the leading role that Sir Robin Butler, Thatcher’s Principal Private Secretary, 1982-85 and Cabinet Secretary played in concealing the paedophile gang and the mountain of associated crap. The Sir Robin who in 1969 had been seconded to the Bank of England and a number of City institutions and who was a founder member of the Central Policy Review Staff under Lord Rothschild, 1971-72. After a series of senior appointments at the Treasury, Butler was second Permanent Secretary for Public Expenditure, 1985-87. Whilst Thatcher was Education Secretary in Ted Heath’s Gov’t, she supported Lord Rothschild’s 1971 proposal for market forces to affect Gov’t funding for research.

Sadlly Nurse Alice knew best and the one thing that we mustn’t do is listen to psychiatric patients telling stories about Top Doctors because they don’t know their own minds do they….

You fucking idiot Alice. Nurse knows best which is why it’s such a mess. And why five witnesses were killed by a firebomb days after the Tories won the 1992 General Election (see post ‘The Silence of the Welsh Lambs).

I have mentioned in previous posts how I and others who dared challenge the paedophiles’ friends found it nigh-on impossible to gain NHS treatment. I’m delighted to report that at the time that Alice was resigning from the Labour Party in disgust at Gordon, Alice campaigned for someone who had been denied NHS treatment – one Alice Mahon. Had Alice been unlawfully refused treatment for life-threatening illnesses/told that she was mentally ill when she had cluster headaches and then refused pain relief/told to go and lie on her bed by Angels when she had a kidney stone/refused treatment for a head wound incurred in a car crash/gone into hospital to give birth as a healthy woman after a problem free pregnancy and come out with a dead baby or any of the other fun things that happened to me and others? No. Alice began a campaign because she was suffering from AMD (age-related macular degeneration) and her GP had refused to prescribe the drug that she wanted. Alice employed the services of clinical negligence specialists Irwin Mitchell and in 2007 threatened to take Calderdale PCT and Kirklees PCT to the High Court. Just to ram home her point, eventually Alice invited the press to her London house – as opposed to her other house in Yorkshire – and explained to them that because she her request for AMD treatment on the NHS had been turned down, she was having to let out her London home to fund the treatment herself. Alice’s press conference took place after she left Parliament.

The PCT later clarified the situation. The drug that Alice was requesting had not yet been approved by NICE, but if a patient’s doctor felt that it was the right treatment for them and chose to prescribe it, it was available on the NHS. So presumably Alice’s doctor felt that her particular condition was not going to benefit from the drug that she was requesting.

During Alice’s campaign she argued that the cost of the support that patients with AMD need as they gradually lose their sight in terms of treatments for injuries as a result of falls etc far exceeds the cost of the AMD drug which was actually available on the NHS if a Top Doctor chose to prescribe it. Alice was no doubt quite right about that. In much the same way that framing innocent patients for offences that they have not committed and then banging them up for many years in Ashworth at the cost of several thousand pounds per week before they are eventually beaten to death by the Angels who have joined the National Front and then commissioning Robert Bluglass to investigate the murder along with one of Dafydd’s Angels is far more expensive than treating them for whichever manageable mental health problem they had experienced in the first place before they had the misfortune to be referred to Dafydd or Tony Francis et al.

In 2009 it was revealed in the Parliamentary expenses scandal that in 2001 Alice had claimed £20k to repay a loan which she had taken out in order to buy some new doors for her house in London. It was discovered in 2004 that Alice’s claim fell outside the rules but because no-one noticed when Alice did it, they let her off. Alice still owned the house in question in 2009 two years after she had left the Commons. It was the legendary house that Alice had been forced to let out to pay for the NHS treatment that would not have helped her condition – the treatment that Alice claimed to have paid £5,325 for and was the basis of her proposed High Court action. The basis of Alice’s proposed High Court action was that the NHS had breached her human rights. She was quoted as saying ‘I have been an ardent supporter of the NHS all my life and now I feel totally let down’. Anyone for representing the human rights of patients who have been sitting in the secure hospitals for twenty years because when they were young they were deemed to be psychopaths after telling Wicked Lies about being sexually exploited by social workers or Top Doctors? Cherie? Mr Mansfield? St Helena Kennedy? Anyone????

Before she resigned from Parliament, Alice appeared as a defence witness for Slobodan Milosevic after he was indicted for war crimes. No, I am not taking the piss, she did. Presumably her eye-sight really was going downhill. Perhaps Alice should have spent that £5,325 of tax-payers money at the natural healing clinic of Slobodan’s fellow war criminal, Radovan Karadizic, a psychiatrist and Top Doctor who gave lectures at European conferences when he ‘went into hiding’ and ‘couldn’t be found’. Even though he was spotted by a BBC correspondent getting out of a red Merc in broad daylight.

Alice was Vice-President and is a Patron of the Stop The War Coalition. Stop the War was established in Sept 2001 after Lindsey German – who was then in the SWP – Chaired a public meeting of the Concerned. Lindsey German became the convenor of Stop the War. Others involved included George Galloway (Vice-President) who plants an incendiary device wherever he pauses, Tam Dalyell (Vice-President), who wrote many toadying obituaries of politicians who concealed child abuse and Harold Pinter. The President of Stop the War, 2001-14, was Tony Benn. Who when I wrote to him concerning matters north Wales did reply but simply said ‘sorry, mental health is not my area’. Yes, but bringing down capitalism was and all Tony needed to have done was to start digging re Thatcher, Sir Robin and the rest of the gang who introduced Reagan’s neoliberal experiment to Europe. But there we are, Viscount Stansgate was mates with them all at St Thomas’s, that bastion of inequality in the London medical establishment where people from titled families choose to study if they’re going into medicine. Who can afford to rock the boat for the sake of kids in care and psych patients when one can be filmed marching through central London with a megaphone leading thousands of Angels carrying banners saying ‘Save Our NHS’, accompanied by well-paid although tired junior doctors wearing their scrubs pushing beds and trolleys? Tommy’s has now merged with Guys. A former Top Doctor at Guys, Professor Harry Keen, was the uncle of Ed and David Miliband. Harry Keen’s memorial service was held at Guys. So presumably with their uncle having been a leading light at Guys Ed and David know exactly how that establishment carries on. It’s not a democratic place is it Ed? Did your Uncle Professor Harry know Professor Jim Watson then, the associate of Dafydd’s and the ‘sex therapist’ who spent years working at St George’s where his dept concealed a paedophile ring? If those who Save Lives wanted to attend Ed’s uncle’s memorial service they’d have had to have cancelled their Harley Street clinics for the day.

Louise Christian, a ‘human rights solicitor since 1978’ and ‘campaigning lawyer’, was a Vice-President of Stop The War. Louise established the law firm Christian Fisher in 1985. One of their early cases was representing 49 Liverpool Councillors who were prosecuted for wilful misconduct – so that’ll have been Mr Hatton et al who did battle with the pillock Kinnock whilst Walton Hospital finished off Michael Carr and absolutely everybody ignored what was going on down the road at Moss Side and Park Lane Hospitals (see post ‘Security, Security’). Sadiq Khan joined Christian Fisher as a trainee in 1994 and in 1997 became a partner, the firm then evolving into Christian Khan. The Sadiq who knows what happens to people in the care of the mental health services because he took on the case of David ‘Rocky’ Bennett who was murdered ooh I mean restrained whilst in the care of the NHS in 1998. Sadiq did that one case and didn’t dip his toe into such waters again- but the death of Rocky alone will have left Sadiq in no doubt about the lies and the character assasinations to which the NHS routinely resorts when it has been caught participating in the highest levels of naughtiness. The only reason Rocky’s death was ever investigated at all was because his sister was a Top Doctor and fought tooth and nail – that will have taken the Angels by surprise, Black Paranoid Schizophrenics aren’t expected to have sisters who are Top Doctors. In 2010 Christian Khan merged with Imran Khan and Partners. Louise was Chair of Liberty, 2007-09, which in its previous incarnation had those embarrassing links with PIE…

The Chair of Stop the War until 2011 was Andrew Murray, a member of the Communist Party of Great Britain. Murray is an old mate of Seamus Milne, they both enjoyed being Stalinists together. In 2003 Murray defended the regime which runs North Korea. Andrew worked for the TGWU, 1987-98 and then again from 2003 – it’s those NHS unions again. In 2010 Murray was involved Len McCluskey’s successful campaign to be General Secretary of UNITE – there they are again….

In 2011 Murray stepped down as Chair of Stop The War because he became  Chief of Staff of UNITE. A man called Jeremy Corbyn took over as Chair of Stop The War in Sept 2011. The Jeremy whom I really do not find half as offensive as many of his colleagues, but Jeremy did know what was happening to those kids on his home turf of Islington at the hands of the paedophile gang that operated in the children’s homes run by Islington Council…Jeremy is busy demanding more money for the NHS at the moment – along with the bloated managerialists running the NHS who are making a killing (so to speak) and the Top Doctors, including those who run Harley Street practices alongside their NHS work and who are sometimes raking in eye-watering amounts of money. Jeremy – pop along to Harley Street with John McDonnell sometime for a bit of fieldwork and take Brother Len with you. Some of those Rollers that you see parked outside the buildings belong to NHS consultants. We are not talking excellent hard working doctors being fairly rewarded here, we are talking taking the piss big time.

By Nov 2016 Murray had joined the Labour Party and in May 2017 it was revealed that he had been seconded by UNITE to the Labour HQ during the 2017 General Election campaign.

The incident which led to Mahon giving up on the Labour Party after more than 50 years of blind loyalty to the NHS is worth looking at in a bit of detail. The matter which so incensed Mahon was the plan cooked up by Damien McBride to set up a website which would run stories smearing the character of prominent Tories, including Cameron and his Samantha, as well as George Osborne and his wife Frances. Mahon mentioned that her stepdaughter was horrified to think that McPoison and his partner in crime Derek Draper could even think of smearing Cameron and Sam because they had a severely disabled child. That was Ivan – who was ruthlessly used by Cameron and Samantha to convince everyone that the NHS was safe with Cameron because what with Ivan Sam and Dave Know How It Is. Except that Sam n Dave are millionaires and could afford the care and respite that keep parents free of exhaustion and sometimes even suicide when they have a severely disabled child. Alice knows as well as I do that the NHS doesn’t provide that.

Whilst I don’t think that McPoison’s idea to throw mud that he knew to be untrue at leading Tories was a good one, Mahon might be surprised to know that some years ago I was told by a close friend of Professor Dylan Jones-Evans, advisor to the Welsh Conservative Party, that he had a Cunning Plan to ‘blacken the character’ of a public figure in north Wales. I was told that Dylan had stated that he had to do this because the person concerned ‘hadn’t done anything wrong’ so there was no real mud to throw. So what had this person done to so mortally offend Dylan? He was a supporter of the Welsh Labour Party. Why did Dylan think that a bag of venom thrown in this person’s direction would prove effective? Because this person’s spouse had just died of a brain tumour – after they were told by the Walton Centre that the tumour was inoperable – and the stress of that had left the person concerned ‘on their last legs’ according to Dylan. I was interested in that inoperable tumour. Because that inoperable tumour was diagnosed some time after the spouse of the person with that tumour and a close friend of theirs had dared take on the paedophiles’ friends, some of whom are Top Doctors with links to the Walton Centre (see post ‘A Vampire At Glyndwr University!’). At pretty much the same time, another person whom I knew in north Wales was also diagnosed with a brain tumour and treated at Walton. They were a social worker who had worked with the paedophile gang, as was their spouse. The colleague of the paedophile gang made a full recovery. It is possible that the paedophiles’ colleague really did have a tumour with a better prognosis – but I know what the Top Doctors get up to…

Sometime before these brain tumours were diagnosed Dylan found out that I had acquired a stack of incriminating documentation from my medical files demonstrating the serious criminality involved – everyone knew what was happening to me at the hands of the NHS and social services in north Wales, it had become public knowledge. I received a message from someone close to Dylan who told me that Dylan wanted to help me and perhaps I’d like to share my evidence with him. I remembered very clearly who flatly refused to help me when it all began – Keith Best and Wyn Roberts, two corrupt Thatcherite Tories in the Welsh Office. I decided that I could do without Dylan’s assistance and hung on to my evidence. Then my computer was stolen by John McTernan’s brother-in-law (see post ‘News From Sicily’).  Then my car was broken into and the only things stolen were the letters from my lawyer which were in the glove box. Then letters from my lawyer which were sent to me at Bangor University were opened before they arrived in my pigeon hole. Then I was offered a TV documentary about my case – only to be asked just before filming was due to begin if I would smear the person whose character Dylan had wanted to blacken.

This is the NHS for you Alice. McPoison didn’t need to smear anyone – he could have just given an honest account of what some people were actually doing. Including David Cameron – who appointed David Jones MP as Secretary of State for Wales in the run up to the organising of the second great cover-up of the paedophile gang which followed the Waterhouse Inquiry ie. the Macur Review. David Jones was a lawyer who worked in north west Wales and sat in the Courts for years watching whilst the paedophile gang perjured themselves and fitted people up (see post ‘The Right Honourable David Jones MP’). David Jones campaigns on an NHS ticket – his wife is a midwife. So Mrs Jones will have known that the obs and gynae services in north Wales have been dysfunctional and unsafe for years, that women were being unlawfully denied terminations because a group of Top Doctors in the region who were anti-abortion got together and determined that there would be no access to NHS abortions in north Wales – but women could pay Top Doctors in Chester and get them – and that Wrexham Maelor Hospital had a whole spate of deaths of mothers and babies but the hospital refused to hold an investigation because they didn’t want anyone to find out how dangerous the unit was (see post ‘The BMA And It’s Ethics’).

David Jones and his wife are opposed to abortion – but clearly didn’t feel as strongly about a paedophile gang which framed and murdered witnesses.

 

Regarding the previous of those who planned to smear Dave n Sam, ie. McPoison and Derek Draper – Draper had been a Private Eye favourite for years and was routinely referred to as Dolly Draper, although I don’t know the origin of that particular long-running joke.

In 199o Dolly was Constituency Secretary for Nick Brown, a paedophiles’ friend whose territory is in the north east of England and who ended up in a rent boy scandal himself shortly after Ron Davies was caught with his trousers down in the company of Boogie the male prostitute on Clapham Common (see post ‘News From Sicily’). Alastair Campbell repackaged the Nick Brown embarrassment as a good news ‘gay man comes out and is proud’ news story. In 1992 Dolly was employed as a researcher by Mandelson who was by then MP for Hartlepool – Dolly set up Progress with Liam Byrne, whose tracked record of being at the scene of the crime is excellent (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part IV’). In 1998 Dolly landed himself in his first scandal, Lobbygate, in which he was taped by an undercover journalist boasting of his access to key Gov’t figures. Dolly had also stated that ‘I just want to stuff my bank account at 250 pounds an hour’. Dolly’s conduct would seem to be entirely consistent with the sort encouraged by Mandy, so it was interesting to read that after Lobbygate Mandy observed that Dolly has ‘a fine intelligence but sometimes I’m afraid that he misuses that intelligence. He gets above himself’.  Mandy obviously feared some stiff competition from Dolly.

Dolly then embarked on a career as a psychotherapist, after having done an MA in Clinical Psychology in California. Dolly joined the British Association for Counselling and Psychotherapy and wrote a monthly column in Therapy Today. In 2009 when McPoison’s plan for the smearing of Dave n Sam n George n Frances became public, it was revealed that in response to McPoison’s Cunning Plan, Dolly had sent him an e mail describing McPoison’s idea as ‘absolutely totally brilliant’. Someone subsequently complained about Dolly having such untherapeutic thoughts to the BACP – nonetheless Dolly’s membership of the BACP was not withdrawn. But I wouldn’t have expected it to be – I know of numerous people registered with the BACP who undoubtedly do not have the temperament or knowledge to be allowed near huge swathes of the human race yet alone near vulnerable distressed people. The BACP pointed out that as well as his dodgy certificate from somewhere unspecified in California, in 2009 Dolly had acquired a second MA in the Foundations of Psychoanalytic Psychotherapy from the Tavistock Centre London/Essex University, which had involved Dolly undertaking more than 1500 hours of supervised clinical work, no doubt under the supervision of someone as mad and as unscrupulous as Dolly.

Dolly is married to Kate Garraway, the former GMTV presenter.

 

I spent some time earlier yesterday watching the post-1992 General Election TV clips featuring people bemoaning the fact that unbelievably John Major had won the election, even after the disaster that was his first administration. All the old faces were there or mentioned – Dr Death, Shirl, Paddy Ashdown, Red Ken. A fresh faced Blair was interviewed as well looking rather crestfallen that Mandy’s PR vehicle hadn’t been successful and Blair and Red Ken were both asked whether Kinnock ought to go. A smug David Mellor quietly gloated on camera. Every one of these people knew about the organised abuse of children in north Wales and elsewhere which involved politicians and any one of them could have pulled the plug on the Tories if they’d blown the whistle. Not one of them did. Mahon told Chris Mullin in 1994 that she was the Stop Blair candidate. No Alice, you were the Fuckwitted Candidate, one of many. You could have stopped Blair if you’d wanted – but it would have meant standing up to those NHS unions…

There was someone else who knew about north Wales who presented those political news programmes – Jeremy Paxman. His former partner Elizabeth Clough made the documentary ‘Who Will Listen To Mary Winch?’ A worthwhile documentary – which was never followed up and quietly forgotten shortly after it was screened in March 1991 for some unfathomable reason….

Alice Mahon was succeeded as Labour MP for Halifax by her protege from Calderdale Council, Linda Riordan.

 

There’s ructions in the NHS once more, the Top Doctors are squealing loudly. They want money. Lots of it. I haven’t had time to catch up with today’s events yet, but I did notice that recently Top Doctor Bruce Keogh decided that he just had to Speak Out. Keogh has been at the top of the NHS for years, so although the obvious response is well Bruce, the mess must be something to do with you, I absolutely accept that Bruce Keogh would not be able to turn around the rotten apple single handedly. Keogh is a cardiac surgeon who is keen on safer practice. I know nothing about cardiac surgery so I’m not in a position to pass judgement on Keogh’s surgery or on the measures that he uses to review his colleague’s work. However I have noticed an irony in view of the fact that many of Bruce Keogh’s responsibilities have been concerned with improving patient safety. The irony is the job of Bruce’s wife Ann. Ann is Director of Medical Safety at the Heart of England Foundation NHS Trust. That is the Trust which employed the surgeon Ian Paterson who is currently in prison after performing unnecessary operations on scores of patients. There were many warnings that Paterson was out of control but the Heart of England Trust did not take any action…

Yet another school where parents paid handsomely for their children to be abused has hit the media. The Guardian ran an article on the appalling abuse meted out to boys as young as 12 by the former headmaster of St Benedict’s School. It seems that the headmaster had been committing serious offences for years. Julian Clary went to St Benedict’s. When Julian Clary was still a relatively new face in comedy he talked about how his mum and dad sent him to an expensive school and he absolutely hated it there, but he didn’t tell his parents because they had made sacrifices to stump up the fees. Julian Clary never explained WHY he was so unhappy at that school, but a lot of his comedy was predicated on jokes about homosexual behaviour between school boys. St Benedict’s has another famous old boy as well – Chris Patten! The Chancellor of Oxford University, the former Chairman of the BBC, the Patten who never takes any responsibility for any atomic bombs exploding on his watch.

Patten famously lost his seat at the 1992 General Election which gave him a shock because he’d been responsible for the Tories successful election campaign. So Chris, the 1992 General Election was fought with a constant eye on the need to keep the activities of Peter Morrison and the paedophile gang in north Wales quiet. Then there were the deaths of the five witnesses as a result of that petrol bomb just days after the Tories won. Would your wife Lavender’s support for Professor Mark Williams’s ‘mindfulness’ fraud – which he developed whilst he worked in Bangor in the late 1980s alongside those who were concealing the paedophile gang – be at all related to your need to keep a lid on that barrel of shit? Furthermore I really don’t think that Lavender should have been doubling up as a Patron for Williams’s Centre for Mindfulness at Oxford University whilst you were the Chancellor.

The influence of Freemasonry in the police has been in the news. Steve White, who is standing down after three years as the Chairman of the Police Federation, has expressed concerns that Freemasonry is so influential in the police that it is blocking progress for women as well as for black and ethnic minority people. What is even more worrying was that it was used to protect people involved in serious organised crime running a paedophile gang in north Wales/Cheshire for decades. Brian Paddick then gave an interview admitting that both he and his father were Freemasons but he was shocked to find that after he joined the police certain people became very much more friendly to him when they found out that he was a Freemason. Paddick commented that the stereotype of the Freemasons is one of silly old men wearing aprons performing ludicrous handshakes but stressed that Freemasonry is a malign influence in the police. Which struck a chord with me because I used to think that Freemasons were ridiculous and I certainly thought that no-one under 60 would be involved. Then I found out that Trystan Pritchard, one of the corrupt managers who used to work in Ysbyty Gwynedd, was a Freemason. Trystan was good mates with Elfed Roberts, the disastrous former Chairman of the North West Wales NHS Trust (see post ‘Former NHS Managers Of Notoriety Now Keeping A Low(er) Profile’), the man who left the North Wales Police after a conversation with the Chief Constable about the privileges and perks that Elfed seemed to be enjoying. Trystan is now CEO of St David’s Hospice. He took over when Alun Davies retired – Alun Davies who was formerly the corrupt manager of the Hergest Unit, whilst Elfed was Chair of the NW Wales NHS Trust. Trystan was also big mates with Martin Jones, the former CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust and currently the Director of Workforce at the rapidly imploding Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board.

A couple of days ago I read that a Court of Appeal ruling meant that numerous people who were abused as kids as a result of the negligence of the social services will now not be able to claim compensation. Well that’s one way of dealing with the acknowledgement that the abuse of children in care is a huge problem which was simply ignored. The three Appeal Court judges who made the ruling were Lord Justice Nigel Davies, Lord Justice Steve Irwin and Lady Justice Eleanor King.