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Just days ago a senior member of staff at Bangor University was convicted of internet child porn offences. Dr Ian Connor, described as an ‘Operations Manager’ at Bangor University, was however let off lightly by the ever understanding Judge Huw Rees.

Media reports of the case stated:

Dr Ian Connor was guilty of looking at some of worst kind of abuse images. A university academic who said in online child abuse chats that he wanted to go ‘kiddie hunting’ has been allowed to walk free for court. Dr Ian Connor, 53, had set up a fake Twitter account and used Bangor University’s wi-fi to carry out his crimes. Connor, from Upper Clwyd Street in Ruthin, admitted distributing three indecent images of the worst kind of abuse, and making 41 others which were in the lower seriousness categories.

Judge Huw Rees, sitting at Caernarfon Crown Court, heard Connor had worked in education for years, but was involved in online chat of an “extreme” nature in which he said he wanted to go “kiddie hunting”.

Judge Rees told Connor: “You should be entirely ashamed of your actions as I think you are. Showing any interest in such images creates a demand for further abuse of children.” Judge Rees said Connor had been made redundant, not linked to his arrest, but had a new job. He wasn’t allowed to work in education and his marriage had suffered as a result of his arrest. “Imprisonment is a real option here. It would be a relatively short sentence,” the judge said. But instead he made a community order to tackle Connor’s “perverted lust” for viewing child abuse images. Connor’s barrister said internet perverts would engage in “banter” with no real intention to carry out an act.’.

Judge Huw Rees has come in for criticism recently because of his perceived leniency when sentencing people convicted of child sex offences. Previous posts discussed the recent conviction of Simon Thomas for serious child porn offences. Simon was the Plaid MP for Ceredigion, 2000-20005 and the Plaid AM for Mid and West Wales, 2011-18. Judge Huw Rees was very understanding in Simon’s case, just as he has been with Ian. Simon was given a relatively short suspended prison sentence.

It’s not that I want Ian and Simon to have their knackers cut off, but there seems to be a great degree of protection being afforded to some people – but only some people – who are being convicted of child sex offences. The people receiving protection are people in professional jobs who very obviously have links to Dafydd’s extended network. They absolutely don’t need to be castrated but they do need to be removed from professional positions and that is not happening.

Those involved with  implementing the community order to tackle Ian Connor’s ‘perverted lusts’ will almost certainly be part of Dafydd’s network themselves, as is Huw Daniel, another judge who banged on about the ‘perverted lusts’ of a child sex offender whom he jailed in 1997, during the early part of the Waterhouse Inquiry. During the trial, Huw Daniel lifted a Court Order that the police had obtained preventing the naming of a group of defendants who were awaiting trial; the police argued that if they were identified it would put at risk a big investigation into a paedophile ring that was still underway. Huw Daniel identified them.

 

I remember Ian Connor well; he arrived to work at Bangor University when I was working there after I finished my PhD. Ian was a very great problem at Bangor University – although no-one ever mentioned anything about him having a sexual interest in children – and a lot of people were wondering why he was ever appointed to, and then allowed to remain in, a job that he very obviously could not do.

At the time, the various different academic Schools at Bangor were grouped into ‘Colleges’ and a ‘College manager’ was appointed to oversee the running of the Colleges; Ian Conner was the College manager for the School in which I worked. The College managers weren’t at the very top of the tree in terms of management at Bangor, but they were senior and they were paid considerably more than many of the academic staff, which caused huge resentment and much discussion of ‘so what is this university about, teaching and research, or management?’

The person blamed for the managerialism was of course Merfyn, the VC. As far as I could work out, Merfyn had indeed wanted to appoint a team of managers because it was clear to him when he became VC that there was, essentially, no effective management or co-ordination. But Merfyn’s wife became very ill, later dying in the care of Dafydd’s mates and as explained in previous posts, the Deputy VC, Fergus Lowe, effectively took over the running of the University while Merfyn took compassionate leave during the time before Nerys’s death. Miranda and the Gwerin were after Merfyn’s blood as a result of Merfyn, his friend and Nerys having spilt the paedophiles’ friends’ pints on more than a few occasions previously (see posts ‘Anthem For Doomed Youth’ and ‘Lest We Forget’), but what I didn’t know at the time was that they had gone particularly ape-shit as a result of Merfyn allowing me to complete a PhD at Bangor and then letting me stay on as a member of research staff.

I completed my PhD in the School of Education, a hotbed of anti-Merfyn sentiment. The School of Education was substantially staffed by former school teachers who had worked in north Wales schools while the paedophile gang enjoyed themselves with the collusion of so many working in education in north Wales. My PhD supervisor was not Of Them and was effectively bullied out of his job – as was his wife, who also worked as a senior lecturer in the University – shortly after I finished my PhD. The hands-on kicking of my PhD supervisor was largely done by henchmen Profs John Farrar, Tom Corns and Colin Baker, but the grand design was the work of Fungus and he had given the instructions to the three stooges.

Previous posts have discussed these three old timers and their knowledge of and collusion with the trafficking ring that was operating in Bangor when they were much younger academics, led by Gwynne the Royal Lobotomist and Dr D.G.E. Wood et al at the Student Health Centre. Wood was married to a lecturer in Farrar’s own Dept, Plant Biology and a number of other staff in the Dept of Plant Biology were married/related to/good friends with members of the Gang, including social workers. One of Farrar’s colleagues was having sex with local school girls and this was openly discussed in the Depts of Plant Biology and Zoology and no doubt elsewhere. Farrar himself had an affair with an undergrad, Stel – I have been told that this was not a one-off but I wasn’t around to witness the others – who was then given a job as Farrar’s research assistant when she graduated. Stel later married Farrar, then they divorced, but they both made full use of their knowledge of the criminality of the Gang to advance themselves, including what the Gang did to me.

Tom Corns is married to a now retired social worker for Conwy County Council and their son is a Top Doctor. Colin Baker’s wife worked in Ysbyty Gwynedd and Colin’s career at Bangor began in the Dept of Psychology when it was ruled over by Dafydd. Colin later transferred to the School of Education.

Like so many others in Bangor University, the three stooges had a great deal to fear once I began litigation against the NHS in 2005, the year in which I finished my PhD.

After I finished my PhD, I began working in the School of Social Sciences. That too was a School in which a cohort of paedophiles’ friends worked, but I worked very closely with some really good sociologists who were not Of Them. One of my closest senior colleagues, Graham Day, had spent years being targeted by the Gang, that was common knowledge and everyone knew that it stemmed from the crap that the Gang had thrown at Graham back in the 1990s, when the Gang were under police investigation so were utilising distraction techniques.

The Gang wrongly accused Graham of discriminating against Welsh people when he made appointments in his capacity as Head of Dept and ‘The Guardian’ was kind enough to publish this libel. Merfyn’s late wife Nerys was caught in the cross-fire. See eg. ‘Badlands’. Nerys was also Never Forgiven by the Gang after an article of hers was published in ‘Prospect’ magazine in 1997 alluding to a problem with the sexual harassment/exploitation/assault of a student at Bangor by a member of staff in the halls of residence. The Senior Warden of the halls at the time was Dr Tony Jones, the Oliver Reed of Bangor, around whom worrying allegations re his fondness for ‘boys’ swirled. Whatever Tony Jones did or didn’t do with boys, he was good mates with the Gang, including the Top Docs and local corrupt police officers and he did deals with them to cause problems for people whom he had taken against, of which there were quite a few.

Nerys and Merfyn had grown up in Gwynedd and knew all about the Gang, but I didn’t realise for a long while that they had both been targeted by them many years ago. I realised that Graham knew something about the Gang beyond their dreadful behaviour towards him, but we never discussed it and Graham kept a dignified silence in the face of conduct so vile that he could have sued the University for allowing it.

When I worked at Bangor, the role of the Head of School of Social Sciences rotated between three senior members of staff, all of whom were given serious grief by the Gang.When Ian Connor was appointed College Manager for our College, Graham was once again Head of School. Nerys was dying and Fungus was running the University, also with the agenda of Getting Merfyn Out, but that was because Fungus wanted Merfyn’s job. Fungus was deeply contemptuous of – and hated – the Gang himself but he wasn’t as thick as them and he skilfully used their own criminality to further himself and then use them as his minions. It became evident to me that although Fungus was causing major distress right across Bangor University once Merfyn was off looking after Nerys, every decision that Fungus took which affected the School of Social Sciences would so obviously cause serious damage to the School that it must have been intentional. Fungus was also behind decisions which caused great upset but which people believed that Graham was responsible for…

There were the more obvious Fungus gestures, such as the School of Social Sciences not being given sufficient office space to house the staff – in particular me – and there was always a problem with basic equipment eg. printers breaking down and not being repaired. The School was also housed in a building which was not only falling apart and never repaired, but the office of one of the senior Profs – who was Head of School for an extended period of time – had the windows sealed shut as a result of a cock up of a repair job, so when we had team meetings in his office we were sweltering in the summer, because his radiator would be on full blast as well and whoops there was no way of turning it off! In the winter, the radiator broke down, so when we popped in to see this Prof, he would be muffled up in his scarf and coat, not mentioning the obvious.

I and my immediate colleagues liked Graham and his two senior colleagues and we could see that they were under attack, so we adopted the spirit of the Blitz. One day we went into the office which either boiled one alive or froze one to death and our Prof was sitting at his desk while a bucket next to him collected the water which was dripping through the ceiling. The School secretary later marvelled at his resilience when she told us ‘Ooh he’s good you know, nothing ruffles him, he just rang me and said Brenda, can you bring up a bucket please, there is water coming through my ceiling’.

It was on the back of this aggro and these working conditions that the Prof with the bucket to collect the water coming through his ceiling bagged a huge research grant from the EU for a flagship project and one of his PhD students – the girl who shared my office when I eventually was given an office – won an award for being one of the best 30 sociology PhD students in the world. It never received a mention at Bangor outside of our own small team, but the University website continued to trumpet the achievements of so many in er the School of Psychology, for example when someone HAD PUBLISHED A PAPER!!!!

Furthermore, after Marta had been identified as one of the leading 30 young sociologists in the world, she was told by one of the Gwerin – who had failed his own PhD viva and had to rewrite – that she shouldn’t have been given a job at Bangor because she was Polish. That member of the Gwerin rewrote his thesis with the help of (English) Graham and the (English) Prof with the bucket to collect the water and then enjoyed a salary from a research grant that his (Welsh) supervisor Dr Delyth Morris aka Duckula (a former social worker who had worked with the Gang in Caernarfon) had obtained after she plagiarised my work, the work of an Englisher.

The Gang and the Gwerin didn’t seem to realise that we did know what was going on and it simply made us more determined to support each other rather than start blaming the various Heads of School for what we knew was the result of an attack on them from forces above. One day I was told by one of my colleagues (a German – yes, there were complaints from the Gang that the School of Social Sciences was full of fucking Poles and Germans) that she had just watched the presentations by the two candidates who had applied for the post of our College manager. She said that one man was very, very good and the other was dreadful and had previously been working as a manager at an FE college in north Wales which was notoriously in trouble. This lecturer had been quietly watching the fuckwittery and the undermining of our Heads of School and indeed was suffering herself and she observed ‘I really will not be surprised if they appoint that absolute idiot’. They did, it was Ian Connor.

The appointment of Ian Connor will have been Fungus-led (Fungus was Irish). Ian duly arrived and he certainly was impressive. Ian Connor was the worst manager that could have been invented, he excelled on every level. Rude, bullying, incompetent, refused to discuss or answer e mails about crucial matters, lied constantly and very obviously had no idea how to facilitate the work of a university dept. Ian just being hopeless wouldn’t have mattered had Ian not been responsible for anything, but Fungus ensured that Ian Connor had to be consulted about virtually every decision in the School, no matter how minor. It was a highly effective way at stopping the functioning of the School, far better than sealing the windows in high summer and turning the radiators up or ensuring that the Prof’s office required a bucket to collect the water that was running through the ceiling. For many months, I didn’t have to endure interactions with Ian Conner, because as a member of research staff working in the team led by the Prof with the bucket and Graham, my orders came from them. It was the teaching staff who’s world was really screwed by Ian Connor who was paid £20k pa more than many of them. People were at boiling point, Fungus must have been delighted. So imagine my surprise when the administrative furniture was rearranged and I too was told that I had to discuss such and such with Ian Connor…

It was a surreal experience trying to get any sense out of Ian, I understood straight away why his arrival had resulted in staff crying, going on anti-depressants, screaming at each other, the loss of all goodwill etc…

The final insult to the academic staff who were paid so much less than Ian Connor was that of Ian’s PhD. Ian was academically hopeless but announced his desire to undertake a PhD which of course had been encouraged by those using Ian as a nuclear missile. Ian approached a number of the staff in the School of Social Sciences whom he had treated dreadfully and demanded that they supervise his PhD, which he was actually doing with the Bangor Business School. The social science staff involved persevered but were frank that Ian just did not have the background or even the ability to complete a PhD and wasn’t he supposed to be the full-time College manager anyway?

Ian’s PhD dropped off the radar, so imagine everyone’s surprise when after just two years, during which he had been working full-time and had not taken study leave or conducted any research, it was announced that Ian had written his thesis. I know someone who saw that thesis and they observed ‘It is not up to Master’s level, let alone PhD level, but because Fungus and Bangor Business School are involved he will be given that PhD and what a time bomb it will be’.

We all knew of a few other bombs ticking away in the Business School linked to Prof Ted Gardner aka Papa Smurf (see previous posts eg. ‘Corruption Bay Special’ for a few details of the excesses of Bangor Business School), including a PhD given to a member of a Middle Eastern Royal Family with a dreadful human rights record in spite of no-one having any evidence that this man had ever completed the work needed for a PhD and another PhD which was known to have been plagiarised but when the matter was reported to the awful John Thornton, Papa Smurf’s Big Mate who had once worked for the World Bank and claimed to live in Washington DC no less (obviously commuting from Washington DC to Bangor on the bus), Thornton ordered everyone to shut up about it and just award that PhD. But then Thornton also ordered staff of the Business School to write references for students whom they did not know, on the basis that the provision of a good reference was part of the deal when they registered for the course and paid their fees. I was forwarded the e mail by a mortified member of staff…

Thornton’s: VERY expensive, not good value for money and not really all that they are cracked up to be.

Ferraro Rocher: Small and golden with surprising impact.

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The other day during a Radio 4 discussion, someone asked the question ‘How can something so small cause so much damage?’ I was intrigued but because I hadn’t been listening properly I wasn’t quite sure what little thing had caused the damage.

 

The Heads of the School of Social Sciences, including Graham, took the rap for all of Ian Connor’s day to day wrongdoing and mismanagement.

And now Ian has been done for child porn offences. If only Fungus – who in 1987 overthrew Dafydd’s influence in the Dept of Psychology at UCNW and then built his own empire on concealing and colluding with the trafficking ring (see eg. post ‘Feet In Chains’) – had not been found suddenly dead shortly after I left Bangor, I would drop in on him and offer Fungus my congratulations on his choice of College manager.

So to all those people who snapped at me that Merfyn was a managerialist who had destroyed the University; no, it was your mate Fungus wot did it, it was Fungus who systematically appointed and then imposed fuckwitted managers on the people whom Fungus wanted to drive out ie. Graham and his senior colleagues because they were supporting me…

The media reports re Ian’s conviction mentioned that Ian now has a new job and will no longer be working ‘in education’. I have been sent other information, which I am assuming is correct: that Ian has been appointed to a senior position with responsibility for Widening Participation in Wales. So Dr Ian Connor of Kiddie Hunting is now responsible for a job in er education, encouraging students from disadvantaged backgrounds to apply for university. Is Ian going to be the best advert to attract the punters?

Previous posts and comments discussed how part of my PhD covered the reasons why Miranda’s Widening Participation strategy fell flat on its face. Because I was researching such matters, I found out a great deal about the badly thought-out chaos which was Miranda’s idea of expanding HE, not all of which I could have included in my thesis or published academically. Such as, that in north Wales – in other regions as well to a certain extent, but it was very obvious in north Wales – the responsibility for Widening Participation was given to people who did not have any knowledge of the sociology or cultural theory needed to understand the lack of applications for HE courses from certain cohorts; furthermore those charged with widening participation responsibilities were virtually all people with a background in social work, community work or counselling. Members of the Gang.

The height of idiocy was achieved when Meri Huws aka the Crack of Doom – a former social worker for Gwynedd Social Services who in the 1980s had responsibility for the patch which covered Ty’r Felin children’s home, where kids were abused and trafficked, including to Dolphin Square – was given responsibility for leading ‘WP’ in north Wales. The Welsh Gov’t – led by FM Rhodri Morgan, who was reputed to be one of the Crack of Doom’s many former bedfellows – provided Meri with a ludicrous orange bus, which was then driven around north Wales with Meri on board, stopping at disadvantaged locations eg. Maesgeirchan (the council estate on which Ty’r Felin was located) in order to allow the Crack of Doom to invite the residents to enrol for a university course in Wimmin’s Studies or History. They were the only courses promoted; of course I went undercover and checked it out, it was hilarious…

So a woman who had acquired the moniker of the Crack of Doom arrived in an orange bus on the council estate where, 30 years earlier, she had played a major role in abusing and trafficking children, to invite the residents – who remembered her – to enrol on a course in Wimmin’s Studies. Guess what?? Participation remained ‘very low’, which demonstrated that there are Barriers To Participation. The biggest Barrier in north Wales was the Crack of Doom.

This fuckwittery cost the Welsh Gov’t a great deal of money and it made a laughing stock of their WP initiative. The Crack of Doom’s bus was called the Hwsbws. Within days I heard people pissing themselves laughing at the Hussybus, for reasons obvious to all of those who knew Meri; within weeks of beginning my PhD I had heard much about Meri and er witnessed a quite entertaining scene at first hand…

I have received another titbit about Bangor University as well; that Linda Evans will be retiring at the end of the year. Linda Evans featured in a previous post. Linda used to be employed as one of the student counsellors at Bangor University. In 2000 when I was doing teacher training at Bangor, I went to see Linda, having been refused all ‘services’ at that point from those we know and love at the Hergest Unit. Linda told me that she could not see me because I was a Hergest patient. I reiterated that no, I wasn’t, the Hergest Unit had made that quite clear… Linda told me firmly that because I was a Hergest patient and had ‘been on medication’ – I wasn’t when I went to see her – she could not see me. A few years later when my lawyer obtained copies of my medical records, I found a letter that Linda Evans had written to Dr Sadie Francis – one of those who was refusing me NHS ‘care’ – at the Hergest Unit immediately after I had seen her. Linda simply wrote Sadie a couple of lines informing her that I had paid a visit to the student counselling service. Sadie had replied to Linda thanking her for that info and asked when Linda was next free because in Sadie’s words ‘We must do lunch sometime, as we are friends and haven’t met for a while’.

I knew another Bangor University teacher training student – much younger than me, she was in her mid-20s – who went to see Linda during the same academic year that I did. When she was 12, this trainee teacher had been targeted by a serious sex offender who was running a big ring in Devon at the time. I was amazed to hear his name again because I recognised it. In 1985, the year after I complained about Gwynne the Royal Lobotomist, a girl I knew from UCNW who had graduated in zoology in 1984 with my cohort had gone to work for this man’s dolphin charidee and had complained to the charidee about him ‘being a bloody pervert’. He admitted groping and harassing her but claimed that she ‘led him on’ after discovering that he had ’emotional problems’. The zoology grad who complained was a friend of Dr D.G.E. Wood and his wife and of Sarah Jenkins, the daughter of Sheila Jenkins, a Gwynedd social worker who was friends with Sadie Francis. They all knew that the zoology grad had complained about the old sleazebag in Devon.

On two occasions, Sheila Jenkins lied to the police about me, demanding that I be arrested; on one of those occasions she made a statement along with Sadie. Sheila Jenkins was married to David Jenkins, an academic at Bangor University.

After the Bangor trainee teacher whom I knew in 2000 told Linda Evans about the ring in Devon that she encountered when she was 12, Linda Evans made it quite clear that she did not want her to return to the counselling ‘service’ again.

Linda Evans, as well as working as a student counsellor in Bangor University, also worked in the Dept of Lifelong Learning. The Head of the Dept of Lifelong Learning was Meri Huws. Linda also had responsibilities for the Widening Participation programme in north Wales. The Dept of Lifelong Learning was a Dept within the School of Education.

Sadie Francis retired from the NHS at about the time that I began my PhD. After ‘retirement’, Sadie continued to do locum work and also sat on the Community Health Council (the ‘patients’ voice’ in north Wales) when the CHC refused to investigate complaints about the mental health services. In retirement, Sadie signed up for a course at Bangor University. In the Dept of Lifelong Learning, Meri and Linda’s Dept! Sadie had worked as a Top Doc with the Gang when Meri had been a social worker in Gwynedd. Dafydd was friends with Nefyn Dodd, the manager of Ty’r Felin children’s home. Meri’s line manager was the Director of Gwynedd Social Services, Lucille Hughes, who was Dafydd’s mistress.

Readers with sufficient interest in these shenanigans will remember that I have blogged in detail about all this previously, so I’ll just highlight a few more of the most obvious links to refresh memories.

When Meri was working as a social worker in Gwynedd, she was also Chair of Cymdeithas yr Iaith aka the Welsh Language Society. Dafydd’s network were involved with Cymdeithas. Stel Farrar, the former UCNW student who married and later divorced John Farrar, was working as a Welsh for adults tutor in the Dept of Lifelong Learning when my senior colleagues were under fire from John Farrar, Fungus and others. Stel and Farrar’s son, Robin, has in recent years held high office with Cymdeithas.

Meri was a student at Aberystwyth University when Carlo was a student there for a term just before his Investiture. Meri has worked at Coleg Menai, Bangor Normal College, in Dublin and after she waved Bangor a fonf farewell she was offered a senior post at Trinity St David University. Meri was then appointed Welsh Language Commissioner. Meri has had relationships with Welsh Gov’t Ministers Andrew Davies and Alun Pugh. See post ‘People With Energy’ for full details of Meri’s adventures.

 

When I told Brown about Ian Connor’s conviction, Brown observed ‘He must have really wanted to get caught if he was doing it on university computers. But then I suppose some people have a sense of entitlement that means they’re unwilling to consider that the laws which apply to everyone else apply to them.’

Indeed. This lot have a massive sense of entitlement and no fear at all of getting caught because they do exactly what they want, their positions having been achieved on their knowledge of serious criminality. Everyone mentioned above knew what had happened to me and other people at the hands of the Gang and they knew that the cover-up extends to Gov’t levels. They can do anything and they will not have to face the consequences. Ian Connor has not gone to prison – although I accept that it won’t have really been the solution – and he has another professional job in er education. A Gov’t funded initiative no less. Judge Huw Rees was just as understanding when Simon Thomas appeared before him a few months ago. Simon went to Aberystwyth University, worked at Taff-Ely Council, then the National Library of Wales and his father-in-law was a well-known Welsh Minister of Religion…

Ian Conner lives at Ruthin, just down the road from Denbigh, the Ruthin where former Ynys Mon Plaid MP and AM and Deputy FM Ieuan Wyn Jones – who was born in Denbigh and who’s dad was a Minister of Religion at Denbigh –  worked as a lawyer.

Wake up everyone, this is a ring and a very big one which has been in existence for a very long time. This lot are all linked to each other and the people who are not actually abusing people are facilitating the ring and ensuring that the others don’t get caught; one of their functions is to get rid of whistleblowers and witnesses who won’t shut up. Previous posts have explained how, after I began this blog, I was told that it was tutors from the School of Education who were responsible for trying to have me struck off the teaching register after the attempt to imprison me in 2004 on the basis of the extensive perjury of NHS staff imploded.

I have been told that Linda Evans was utilised, that Linda knew that I and the trainee teacher who was a witness to the ring in Devon were friends, that confidentiality was broken and unsubstantiated allegations made. We were both targeted for unpleasantness and harassment from the ‘mentors’ when we were on teacher training placement at Holyhead School, so much so that my friend left Wales to teach in England. We both had the same tutor at Bangor University: the Dean of Education, Prys Morgan Jones. Who worked very closely with Meri Huws and, interestingly enough, also with the mother of Cynog Prys, the PhD student in the School of Social Sciences who told my Polish colleague that she should not have been employed at Bangor, on racial grounds. Meirion Prys Jones, Cynog’s mum’s brother, is the former Chief Exec of the Welsh Language Board. Meri served as a member of the Welsh Language Board along with Meirion and has also served as Chair of the Welsh Language Board. Cynog’s dad is a former social worker…

Previous posts discussed how Gwilym Sion ap Gruffudd , someone networked into the Gang, befriended me when I worked at Bangor University, used my friendship to gain information about me, my battles with the NHS, litigation plans, evidence etc, hacked into my e mail account, downloaded numerous e mails and forwarded them on to members of the Gang. Gwil, like Cynog, had screwed up a PhD which was funded by the Welsh Language Board and was awarded to Gwil when Meri was Chairman of the Welsh Language Board. When it became clear that the PhD was not going to be completed, Gwil bagged yet another load of money from the Welsh Language Board to have yet another ago at another PhD, as well as a lecturing job in the School of Education as a bonus. I have been told that this was his reward for passing on info about me.

By the way Gwil, you still owe me the thousands of quid that I lent you, you still owe my former PhD supervisor the £1000 that he lent you to keep a roof over your head when your fellow Gang members were going to illegally evict you through a rigged Court process and the next time that you become clinically depressed and suicidal and are left to die by the Gang, you won’t be able to come to me and my friends for help as you did before will you? I’m sure that you’ll get all you need from elsewhere Gwil!

The activities of this lot have nothing to do with Welsh language activism or Widening Participation. They are part of an extended network of people involved in serious organised crime and the whole lot of them need to be extracted from every position of influence; they seem to be incapable of responding fairly and honestly to anyone who is not a fucking criminal.

I have named many more of the network again and again in previous posts, both in Bangor University and elsewhere. Perhaps those who are Standing By Victims Of Sexual Assault and Investigating Historic Abuse would like to bloody well deal with them. They are not a secret, one of them merrily downloaded child porn using the Bangor University wi fi after he had spent years in a job that he should never have been given anyway, bagged a PhD that he did not do and then behaved offensively to senior members of staff who’s work he was supposed to be facilitating.

I was entertained to be told that the reason why the Gang flooded into the Widening Participation roles while I was doing my PhD was that I had appeared in ‘The Guardian’ discussing my work. Which shows what a joke they all are; I didn’t need to drive around in an orange bus and ask people who’s lives I’d ruined to come and do a degree in Wimmin’s Studies with me. Furthermore, if I had have wanted to do that, I’d have updated that laughable course and restyled it Gender Theory or something similar. There were further traumas when I completed my PhD in two years, the fastest that a University of Wales student had ever done. Which is why Ian was given a PhD in two years. The difference between me and Ian is that I actually completed a PhD.

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Just piss off out of it you fools, you screw up everything that you touch because you can’t bloody well do it, knowing only blackmail, bribery and corruption. Linda Evans will be stepping down at the end of the year??? Kick her out now, hasn’t she done enough damage? Escort the cow off of the premises in handcuffs and don’t give her a penny more and if there’s one squeak from Eileen Tilley, the corrupt UCU rep at Bangor who was thrashing out all the dirty deals for these gangsters, throw the book at Tilley as well, there’s no shortage of evidence. See previous posts…

One further part of the Grand Design: For years and years, including the year that I did teacher training, there was no counselling of any sort available on the NHS in Gwynedd. Sadie Francis and her colleagues were actually advising patients to register for courses at Bangor University because ‘there’s a counsellor there and that’s the only way that you’ll get counselling in Gwynedd’. What little ‘counselling’ there was in Gwynedd stopped when the Waterhouse Inquiry approached. No-one dared offer a counselling service because of what the clients might want to talk about.

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At the same time, Miranda told mental health teams that Empowered Service Users had to be Socially Included and coerced into registering for Education or Training. Once they had done that, they were discharged from care and categorised as ‘well’, a success story for the NHS. There was no category for the many who couldn’t cope, having been forced into being ‘Socially Included’ and who withdrew from education/training or became ill again and were refused care or even those who killed themselves. If they did succeed at Education or Training and tried to access support from the Bangor University counselling service, there was Linda to flag up who the grasses were and Get Them Out.

I don’t want to hear that this was ‘just what happened to you’. It was a system and, in north Wales, a system designed to maintain the fiction that there was No Evidence of a paedophile ring. Every member of that ring was appointed to a job in Miranda’s new Brave New Cool Cymru and they then shafted everyone who could possibly speak up.

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Footnotes: Wales’s FM Mark Drakeford is a former social worker who worked for Dyfed Social Services when a ring with links to Dafydd was in operation in West Wales ie. the former counties of Carmarthenshire and Pembrokeshire. Meri grew up in West Wales and so did Meirion Prys Jones and his sister, Cynog’s mother. Drakeford’s adult son is currently in prison serving an eight year sentence for a violent rape; he was also convicted of grooming an underaged girl for sex but that was eclipsed by the rape conviction.

 

Readers have sent me a link to a recent Mail Online report stating that there are far more sexual assaults on children by doctors, social workers and teachers than ‘was known about’. These assaults were known about. They were well known about and people have been systematically appointed to senior positions in those professions on the basis of their ability to conceal those offences. Everyone knew that was how it worked, which is why north Wales is crawling, absolutely crawling, with professional people who think nothing of lying, cheating, fiddling, bribing, blackmailing, perjuring, forging and/or planting evidence against witnesses.

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While trawling for more information on the Jeremy Thorpe case recently, I found a clip from ‘Newsnight’, June 2018, in which Evan Davies interviewed David Steel about both Jeremy Thorpe and Cyril Smith. Steel adhered to his usual line of ‘I knew nuzzing…’ re Jeremy and stressed that as far as Cyril Smith went, there were only ‘allegations’ and that nothing has ever been proved. David Steel knows as well as I do that nothing was ever proved because police officers who interviewed Smith in the wake of serious complaints received visits from senior police officers and other state officials and were told to make no more inquiries. Then there was the D notice served by MI5 on one of the local newspapers covering Rochdale ordering the newspaper not to publish a word about Cyril Smith. There were also the actions of one David Steel who asked George Carman QC to use his influence to keep the Cyril Smith allegations out of the London-based media after one radical newspaper in Rochdale had published them, because Jeremy’s trial for conspiracy and incitement to kill was approaching and David Steel feared that there would be nothing left of the Liberal Party if Cyril’s Ugandan discussions with kids in care hit the press as well…

Please see post ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’ for details of how many people were involved over a period of many years in keeping Thorpe’s penchant for casual gay encounters out of the media and, much more worryingly, his dreadful conduct toward Norman Scott and the associated smearing of Norman. My post ‘Only One Died’ details: the circumstances of Thorpe’s convenient marriage to Caroline Allpass after his years as a Bachelor, the Caroline who was very popular in Thorpe’s constituency and consolidated Thorpe’s political position, as well as the inexplicable car crash in which Caroline was killed; Thorpe’s second marriage to Marion Stern who’s previous husband the Earl of Harewood was Lilibet’s cousin; and the havoc which broke out at UCNW (Bangor University) as Norman’s allegations that Jeremy was his former gay lover who had tried to have him killed became public. ‘Private Eye’ had got hold of the story years previously but didn’t publish. Sir Ronnie Waterhouse, who was from an influential Liberal family in north Wales and who’s dad was a Liberal MP, was employed as a libel reader for ‘Private Eye’. In 1976, once Norman’s story became public and could no longer be dismissed as the rantings of a madman, George Thomas, another member of the Westminster Paedophile Ring, was appointed as Speaker of the House and Carlo was appointed Chancellor of UCNW. George Thomas was the UK’s most famous Methodist. Ronnie Waterhouse’s family were high profile Methodists and there was a strong association between Methodism and the Liberal Party which were dominant political and cultural forces in Wales throughout the 19th and first half of the 20th centuries; Methodism also exerted a strong influence in the west country and was associated with a certain contingent in the Labour Party as well as being a strong force in the north of England. Harold Wilson’s wife was the daughter of a Congregationalist Minister. See posts ‘There’s Methodism In This Madness’ and ‘Come, Friendly Bombs’.

 

At the end of the ‘Newsnight’ interview with David Steel, Evan Davies turned to another matter ie. the concerns over abortion rights in N Ireland and reminded the viewers that it was David Steel who paved the way for the 1967 Abortion Act with his Private Member’s Bill. David Steel gained a great deal of kudos from this which served him well throughout his entire political career. I have read the many articles which Steel wrote explaining why he felt that the 1967 Act was needed and I don’t disagree with any of his arguments. However, as with matters Jeremy and Cyril, there were matters in relation to abortion both before and after the 1967 Act on which David Steel remained silent when he should not have.

The Abortion Act 1967 legalised abortion on certain grounds by registered practitioners and regulated the tax-paid provision of this through the NHS. When Steel introduced his Private Member’s Bill, there was considerable opposition to abortion from within the medical establishment and not just from those Top Doctors who were Catholics. People supporting the Bill made much of the deaths and huge number of hospital beds which were occupied by women suffering from the dreadful consequences of unlawful abortions and the deaths. It was true that on some gynae wards nearly every bed was filled by a woman who was recovering from a botched illegal abortion. What received far less publicity was the number of Top Docs who were already providing abortions, against the law, both on the NHS or in return for a fee, in some cases virtually on demand and not only hidden away in ‘private clinics’.

Dr Ann Dally – who in the 1980s ended up in hot water for flogging class A drugs to rich patients via the assistance of the corrupt Home Office Drugs Branch mandarin Bing Spear who also helped Dafydd to remain in business – openly discussed how as a junior Top Doctor at Tommy’s pre-1967, she was always happy to help the consultants performing terminations. Dally’s account does not make it clear whether the patients at Tommy’s were paying; I suspect that they were, because there are other accounts of distressed teenaged rape victims being refused abortions at Tommy’s. Of course they were, it was illegal, as they were told in no uncertain terms. In her account of an Everyday Story of Tommy’s Abortionist Folk, Dally mentioned that their role model and hero was the Aberdeen Top Doctor Sir Dugald Baird. See post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’ for an account of Dally’s activities. Dally failed to explain that Sir Dugald presided over a situation of abortion on demand in the Aberdeen region as long ago as in the 1950s because Sir Dugald was committed to the idea of abortion ‘for socio-economic reasons’. Sir Dugald was fond of big families for wealthy people and he had a big family himself; Sir Dugald however was very keen on the notion that the poor should not be allowed to breed and he did his best to ensure that they did not. Sir Dugald flagrantly broke the law for years as he aborted foetuses gestating in low-income uteri but he continued unhindered, the wheels being oiled partly by his wife, a Pioneering Woman who was sitting on the medical committees in Aberdeen which oversaw Sir Dugald’s work.

Not only was Sir Dugald unopposed with regard to his law-breaking, but he also received funding from the MRC to establish the Aberdeen MRC Sociology Unit of which Professor Raymond Illsley was Director. As part of Sir Dugald Baird’s Obstetrics and Gynaecology empire, Illsley pursued what was euphemistically described as ‘social reproductive health research’. Illsley arrived to work in Aberdeen University in 1951. Years later, between 1972-75, the Home Office Research Unit, which evolved from a Rab Butler initiative, commissioned Illsley of Aberdeen’s Dept of Sociology to carry out research into ‘juvenile delinquency and the social control network’, investigating the role of social workers with young people in trouble with the law.  It was in the early 1970s that John Allen and Dafydd were busy expanding their empire of child prostitution and trafficking in north Wales. Raymond Illsley had direct links with researchers and politicians in London who were colluding with Dafydd and linked gangs. Nearly all the research commissioned by the Home Office Research Unit could not have been conducted without the researchers discovering the widespread abuse of kids and young people in state care or in criminal justice settings. All the researchers very wisely kept quiet about this which enabled some of them to become the biggest names in the UK in criminology or academic social work, where they continued to remain silent even after they were appointed as Gov’t advisers. See post ‘Rab, High Table and the Founding Fathers’.

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Dr Death trained and worked at Tommy’s when they were happily performing illegal abortions on a grand scale there but then Dr Death also worked as research register to Dr William Sargant, a Tommy’s psychiatrist so mad and so dangerous who’s experiments killed so many of his patients that medicine is doing its best to forget that Sargant ever existed (see post ‘Dr Death’). Tommy’s was also facilitating organised abuse and the Westminster Paedophile Ring as long ago as the early 1960s and the Top Docs there had links with Dafydd and Drs Dannie and Wilfred Abse (see post ‘O Jones, O Jones’). Dannie and Wilfred were the brothers of the south Wales Labour MP Leo Abse and all three of the Abses were big mates of George Thomas, who was busy molesting kids even back then.

My post ‘The Bay Of Pigs Invasion’ discussed how Dr Death joined the Vauxhall branch of the Labour Party in 1960 two years before he qualified as a Top Doctor and joined the Fabian Society in the same year. Areas like Vauxhall had in the early 1960s already established a base for the procuring of disadvantaged young people to provide sexual services for much richer people, which became clear during and after the Profumo Affair. There was already such a trade in existence in Wales (see posts ‘Only One Died’ and ‘The Wind Of No Change’). Dr Death grew up in Plymouth, Devon, the county in which Jeremy Thorpe was an MP, Death’s parents were Welsh and he spent his summers in south Wales as a boy and then he worked as a Top Doctor at Tommy’s. Dr Death’s family in Wales were Methodists. He’d have known more about the Westminster Paedophile Ring than nearly anyone else on the planet. Dr Death very conveniently gave up his job at Tommy’s and rocked up as the Labour candidate for Plymouth – in Devon, the same county as Thorpe’s constituency, Plymouth being a city in which Michael Foot’s family wielded wielded considerable influence (see post ‘The Bay Of Pigs Invasion’) – just as Leo Abse began to prepare to design new legislation with regard to the care of children who were not cared for by their parents. That resulted in the Children Act 1975, which resulted in hundreds of children ending up in the hands of Dafydd and John Allen’s gang in north Wales. The Children Act got onto the statute books as a result of a Private Members Bill introduced by Dr Death. See post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’.

 

The Top Docs and others behind this highly planned and co-ordinated effort were linked to Top Docs at the Dept of Psychiatry at St George’s Hospital which had developed ‘expertise’ in sexual problems, the foundation of which was laid by Dr Desmond Curran, to whom Norman Scott was referred in the 1960s when he crumbled under the strain of Jeremy’s activities. See post ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’. By the 1970s, St George’s and the associated psychiatric unit, Springfield Hospital, were facilitating a huge paedophile ring in south London with links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales and other gangs. See post ‘Meet The Gwerin!’.

 

David Steel’s Private Member’s Bill was backed by the Gov’t, who appointed the President of the Royal College of Obstetricians and Gynaecologists, Sir John Peel, to Chair a medical advisory committee that reported in favour of passing the bill. One year after the 1967 Abortion Act was passed, John Allen took out the lease on the building which soon opened as the Bryn Alyn Community.

Sir John Harold Peel (10 December 1904 – 31 December 2005) was Surgeon-Gynaecologist to Lilibet, 1961-73. He assisted his predecessor Sir William Gilliatt at the births of Carlo and the Princess Snap and after Gilliatt’s death in 1956, Peel delivered Princes Andrew and Edward as well as Ma’am Darling’s two children, Viscount Linley and Lady Sarah Armstrong-Jones, those births being assisted by Top Doc John Brudenell. 

Peel himself was succeeded as Surgeon Gynaecologist by Sir George Pinker, who knew of Diana’s extreme distress, suicide attempts and eating disorder, but dealt with it all by a ‘Now don’t you worry my dear, we’ll look after you’ and nearly screwed up the birth of Williams into the bargain, which was why Diana ended up having screaming great rows with Carlo with regard to her reluctance to go through another experience like that. Surrounded by her ever sensitive in-laws, Di the Pedigree Breeder was coerced into another pregnancy and Harry’s delivery was handled by Oinker once more. In 1964 Oinker established a charidee, the Childbirth Research Centre, dedicated to reducing the number of women and babies who died during pregnancy and childbirth. The charidee changed its name to Birthright in 1972 and it is now known as Wellbeing of Women. Diana became a Patron in 1984, what with Di Wanting To Help and not realising that what she experienced when delivering William probably should not have happened (see post ‘The Wellbeing Of Wimmin – The Fortnum and Mason Connection’).

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Oinker was a friend of Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain of St George’s Hospital Medical School. Chamberlain was a friend of Oliver Brooke, the Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s who was a leading figure in a pan-European paedophile ring and who was jailed for possession of child porn in Dec 1986, days after Dafydd had me unlawfully arrested and illegally imprisoned in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. See previous posts eg. ‘Oliver!’ Chamberlain was colluding with the south London trafficking ring  facilitated by his colleagues at St George’s and Wandsworth Borough Council as well as Dafydd’s ring in north Wales. Chamberlain was also perpetrating research fraud and in the 1960s when he worked at the George Washington Hospital in the US had performed experiments on live late gestation foetuses whom he had unlawfully aborted and allowed to die after the experiments had ended. See post ‘Now Then…’.

 

Sir John Peel was the son of a Methodist Minister and was educated at Manchester Grammar School and Queen’s College, Oxford. Peel undertook his clinical training at King’s College, London and qualified in 1930. He was appointed consultant at King’s College Hospital and then worked as a consultant at the Princess Beatrice Hospital, London, 1937-65. The Princess Beatrice Hospital was founded in 1887 as the Jubilee Hospital. It later became known as the Fulham and Kensington General Hospital, then the Kensington, Fulham and Chelsea General Hospital and after further development, in 1931, the Princess Beatrice Hospital. When the NHS was inaugurated in 1948, for two years the Princess Beatrice Hospital was attached to that institution in Knightsbridge which did favours for rich criminals, including Lord Lucan (see post ‘Yes, There Is Still Green Paint On The Renault…’), St George’s Hospital.

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In August 1950 the Princess Beatrice Hospital was transferred to the Chelsea Group Hospital Management Committee. It had been decided in the late 1960s that owing to the development of St Stephen’s Hospital, the acute services at the Princess Beatrice Hospital would be transferred to St Stephen’s Hospital and after re-development enabled this to happen, the Princess Beatrice re-opened in 1972. With the NHS re-organisation in 1974, the Princess Beatrice became part of the Kensington, Chelsea and Westminster Area Health Authority. The hospital was finally closed at the end of March 1978.

St Stephen’s Hospital was one of those institutions which opened the first wards for people dying of HIV in mid-1980s, wards which were famously visited by Diana and much was made of anonymity because of the Stigma attached to the patients. There was a Stigma but as with the Stigma which is said to result from mental health problems, some of those who were the most stigmatising were the Top Docs and Angels. There was a much more important reason for the news black-out re the terminally ill HIV patients: they were young men who had been forced into sex work as kids in care a few years previously and a lot of them had been in the children’s homes in north Wales. The Middlesex Hospital was another Caring institution which opened its doors to people dying of HIV and then the Mildmay Hospital in the East End did. See previous posts. All of these places had links with people who were desperate to conceal the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and were in a position to liberate funding to isolate those patients while they died, to ensure that word never got out regarding how they had become infected with HIV.

The Chairman of the Kensington, Chelsea and Westminster Area Health Authority, 1977–82, was Dr John Dunwoody. John Dunwoody trained at King’s College Hospital and the Westminster Hospital, as did Wilfred and Dannie Abse, whom he knew. Dunwoody worked as a Top Doctor in Devon, 1955-66. He served as the Labour MP for Falmouth and Camborne, 1966-70 and knew Leo Abse, Dr Death and of course George Thomas. John Dunwoody was a junior Health Minister, 1969-70, under Secretary of State Richard Crossman, who concealed organised abuse, including Dafydd’s gang and the Westminster Paedophile Ring. When Crossman’s diaries were finally published after his death they revealed that in 1957, Crossman, Nye Bevan and Morgan Phillips, the Labour Party General Secretary, had perjured themselves and as a result had won damages for libel from ‘The Spectator’. Morgan Phillips was the father of John Dunwoody’s first wife, Gwyneth Dunwoody, who was the Labour MP for Exeter, 1966-70 and then Crewe (later Crewe and Nantwich), 1974-2008. Gwyneth Dunwoody, like her husband, concealed the criminality of Dafydd’s gang as well as linked gangs. John and Gwyneth’s daughter Tamsin served as the Labour AM for Preseli Pembrokeshire, 2003-07, during which time Tamsin concealed the criminality in the NHS and social services which was the legacy of the gangs with whom her parents colluded. See previous posts for further lowdown on the Dunwoodys.

John Dunwoody served as Chairman of the Bloomsbury District Health Authority, 1982-90, in which post he colluded with the trafficking gang operating in Islington Borough Council when the leader of that Council was Little Nell Hodge. The richer bohemian residents of the Bloomsbury area had long had links with  Llanfrothen/Croesor in what is now Gwynedd as a result of Sir Clough Williams-Ellis, an Anglo-Welsh landowner who owned an estate in Croesor marrying Amabel Strachey, a member of the Bloomsbury Set and renting out his properties as second homes to the Bloomsbury crowd and their friends and relations throughout the middle years of the 20th century. Some of them, including the psychoanalysts and Top Doctors in the network, were directly involved with the sexual exploitation of children and even more of them were colluding with it. (See previous posts eg. ‘The Vermin Club’ and ‘Captain Swing And His Crew’). In Nov 1984, Thomas Jones, Lord Maelor, who had been the Labour MP for the constituency which included Croesor, 1951-66, died in a fire at his home at Wrexham for which the official explanation was highly improbable. Lord Maelor had grown up near Wrexham, where Bryn Estyn and the Bryn Alyn Community were located and his brother James Jones served as Labour MP for Wrexham, 1955-70. See post ‘Slaves, Perfect Slaves’.

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Gwynne the lobotomist’s alma mater the Middlesex Hospital served the Bloomsbury and Soho area. From 1996, John Dunwoody was Vice-Chairman of the Merton, Sutton and Wandsworth Local Medical Committee, where he colluded with the trafficking ring facilitated by St George’s and Wandsworth Borough Council. Dunwoody was awarded a CBE in 1986, before Ollie Brooke was convicted and jailed.

 

Between 1948 and 1967, Sir John Peel was Director of Clinical Studies at King’s College Hospital Medical School, 1948-67, where Dannie Abse trained. Geoffrey Chamberlain passed through King’s College Hospital in the early years of his career. John Peel was an examiner at around a dozen British universities, including Oxford, Cambridge, London and Bristol. Dafydd’s colleague in the north Wales gang Dr D.G.E. Wood trained at Bristol and Wood’s father was a Top Doctor in that city.

Peel became a Fellow of the Royal College of Obstetricians and Gynaecologists in 1944. In 1955 Peel became a member of the RCOG’s Council and in 1959 its honorary Treasurer, there by raising sufficient funds to allow the College to move into premises in Regent’s Park. Peel was President of the RCOG, 1966-69 and was elected to an honorary fellowship in 1989. As President of the RCOG Peel presided over the early years of massive dissatisfaction with regard to childbirth practices which provided the spark for the attempts to ‘humanise’ ‘medicalised’ childbirth in the 1970s and 80s.

John Peel headed a number of steering groups and committees to Gov’t agencies, which included Chairing the Peel Report: Enquiry into Domiciliary Midwifery Beds Needs (1971) for the DHSS, under Secretary of State Keith Joseph, who inexplicably had access to personal information about Brown and me when Joseph was Secretary of State for Education, 1981-86. See previous posts for further details and for Joseph’s role in concealing the criminality of Dafydd et al, Jimmy Savile – who ran the region surrounding Keith Joseph’s constituency of Leeds North East – and the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Joseph’s Ministerial career stretched back as far as Macmillan’s Gov’t.

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  • To reduce maternal and infant mortality, Peel’s Report recommended that all women should give birth in a hospital and remain there for some days. Among the Report’s critics was epidemiologist Archie Cochrane, who pointed out that there was little correlation between high hospitalisation rates and lower perinatal mortality. Archie’s science was excellent but he failed to ensure that members of his own team upheld his own rigorous standards, including Professor Kenneth Rawnsley, who spent his entire career concealing Dafydd’s criminality. See previous posts eg. ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’. Everyone ignored Archie’s reservations and Peel’s Report resulted in a change in the medical establishment’s approach to maternity, at the expense of domiciliary midwifery services.
  • During the 1970s and 80s, the medicalisation of childbirth came under severe attack from various quarters, including feminist scholarship, who conjured up images of misogynist men getting their filthy patriarchal paws on wimmin’s bodies. There is some truth in that but the harsh reality is that the midwives of that era were not all Wise Wimmin or the compassionate souls characterised in the TV drama ‘Call The Midwife’. Some of them were every bit as unscrupulous as, and held very similar attitudes to, the worst male Top Doctors. The midwives of north Wales were fully on board with Dafydd and the gang; some of them because they were terrified but others because they were friends with the gang and fully paid up members themselves.
  • I was at a public lecture a few years ago in which an academic researching childbirth on Anglesey in the 1960s demonstrated that the presence of a domiciliary midwife on Anglesey – there were periods of time when Anglesey didn’t have such a thing – caused death rates for mothers and babies to increase. I would love that researcher or someone else to follow that up because I suspect that the explanation had something to do with Dafydd’s gang.
  • The harsh reality was that there was and still is endemic bad practice in obstetrics both in hospitals and in the community and midwives who dared/dare openly criticise did/do not last long in their jobs. The situation today is so serious that midwives are running away from the NHS as fast as they can because they don’t want to be party to placing mothers and babies in danger.
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Geoffrey Chamberlain used to tell everyone that he was in favour of hospital births because when he was a young Top Doctor, he witnessed a woman bleed to death from a postpartum haemorrhage. Chamberlain had a point; if a mother experiences that after delivering, she needs a transfusion or she will die and die very quickly. However, when a woman died at St George’s because her eclampsia wasn’t managed properly by the Top Doctor, Chamberlain conducted an investigation and wrote a report blaming the midwife, because he didn’t want any bad publicity adhering to his team of Docs. Well he was friends with Oinker and had two paedophile rings to conceal and research fraud to perpetrate, he couldn’t have afforded any fingers to point at his team. So the poor bloody midwife got it in the neck instead.

One reason why those we know and love at St George’s didn’t like me was because ‘you are friends with the midwives who are all really thick, especially the black ones’. I was indeed friends with the midwives, who were not all really thick, most of them were very, very nice and highly competent, including all the black ones except for one of them. There was one black midwife who was incompetent, but I don’t think that it was a cause and effect relationship. Being friends with the midwives, I found out about a great many things, including the Court orders obtained by Wandsworth Social Services and other Social Services Depts which were served on the staff of the labour ward at St George’s compelling them to call the police and social workers in order to remove babies from certain patients if they turned up in labour. The midwives found this very, very upsetting and were relieved that very few of these patients ever showed up because they had gone into hiding to give birth. Some of them were the victims of the paedophile ring which St George’s and Wandsworth Social Services were facilitating. Others were victims of the related rings from other areas of London, which, like the Wandsworth ring, had links to Dafydd’s gang.

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Previous posts eg. ‘Captain Swing And His Crew’ have detailed how numerous Top Docs were fully on board with Dafydd’s gang and other gangs in coercing underage disadvantaged girls who had been targeted by the gangs into Being Sensible and taking the contraceptive pill, even in cases of girls without boyfriends and who showed no interest in acquiring them. It was so obviously a way of, as one whistleblower told me, ‘preparing them for action’. John Peel was right to raise this matter, but he aimed his fire at teenage magazines which were not leading the way; that was his colleagues the Top Docs and the sex abuse gangs which were being run by Social Services Depts. Furthermore the aim wasn’t the glorification of sex for the physical satisfaction of the girls, it was for the physical satisfaction of the unscrupulous old gits who were members and customers of the gangs. John Peel had many opportunities to stop Dafydd et al but he didn’t. Instead, until the end of his long life, he dined and harrumphed and chortled away with those running the gangs and was part of the monumental effort to ensure that the truth never ever emerged.

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Here’s yet another John Peel who knew about Dafydd et al (see post ‘The Bay Of Pigs Invasion’):

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The Royal College of Physicians of Edinburgh paid tribute to Peel after his death in Dec 2004, although he was not a member of their College. We were told that ‘His principal research interest was diabetes in pregnancy but he will also be remembered for his support for the Abortion Bill when he was president of the RCOG, his presidency of the British Medical Association and of the Family Planning Association and his contribution to many government committees’.

Ed Miliband’s Uncle Harry’s speciality was in diabetes. Uncle Harry was a consultant at Guy’s and then at Guy’s and Tommy’s when the two institutions merged. Uncle Harry, like John Dunwoody, was in the Socialist Health Association. Ed’s dad Ralph was active in the New Left with Eric Hobsbawm and others, who were friends with the Welsh Bloomsbury Set. See posts ‘The Vermin Club’ and ‘Captain Swing And His Crew’.

The RCOG, BMA and FPA colluded every step of the way with the coercion of vulnerable kids and young people into sex work and the provision of contraception. John Dunwoody was Chairman of the FPA, 1981–87, the years through which Dafydd’s gang and other gangs did whatever they wanted without being challenged or questioned, while the BMA provided north Wales gang members with free advice as to how to frame me for criminal offences.

‘His hobbies extended from his Friesian cattle farm to salmon fishing on the Spey. Friends and colleagues will long remember his 100th birthday lunch attended by most of the ex-presidents of the RCOG – Chamberlain as well, almost certainly – and many of his hospital colleagues, treated to his delightful reminiscences.’ 

John Suenson-Taylor, Lord Grantchester, is a member of a family from Liverpool/Cheshire who have numerous links with Dafydd’s empire in the north west of England. Lord Grantchester is a dairy farmer and active in dairying/agricultural circles. See post ‘Meet The Family’. The 6th Duke of Westminster, Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor – Carlo’s close friend who was President of the City of Chester Conservative Association while Sir Peter Morrison was the Tory MP for Chester and his abuse of kids in care in north Wales and elsewhere was openly gossiped about by members of the Association and constituents – was involved with many farming/landowning organisations eg. President, Holstein UK & Ireland (formerly British Holstein Society), 1988; Life Governor, Royal Agricultural Society of England; Vice-President, Country Landowners’ Association, 1999 until death; and Vice-President, Royal Smithfield Club, 2004 until death, as well as numerous other organisations including those concerned with children, young people, drugs and health/welfare.

Lord Grantchester’s estate is located near to the Duke of Westminster’s family seat, Eaton Hall in Cheshire.

 

John Peel’s guest list at his 100th birthday bash almost certainly included Geoffrey Chamberlain and what reminiscences of Peel’s they might have enjoyed – the sex abuse gangs, the lies, the research fraud, the bad practice, the unnecessary patient deaths and harm, the ruined lives and how they’d got away with the lot, throughout every investigation and Inquiry and still saw every media outlet in the UK unanimously chant ‘Ah, the doctors they were wonderful!’. Peel died in Dec 2004, after many, many years of long service to Dafydd and associated gangs and before the recent admission that more than a few maternity services in the UK are dangerous and have been for many years yet this was concealed by everyone.

 

After the Abortion Act 1967 was passed, something happened in north Wales which David Steel, John Peel or any Right To Choose campaigner or Top Doctor never spoke about, although they all knew about it. The Top Docs across the whole of north Wales co-ordinated to make it nigh on impossible for women, no matter what their position, to access NHS abortions. The Top Docs did however have an arrangement with a private abortionist in Chester, or probably more than one, to refer women, on demand, who could pay. Furthermore, this ‘service’ was so dangerous that women were being instructed not to travel home afterwards on public transport because of previous problems re haemorrhaging. Women who could not afford the butcher in Chester were told that if they wanted an NHS abortion they had to stay at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh where they would be ‘assessed’ by Dafydd. They were still refused an abortion whatever the results of the ‘assessment’. Yet they did not return home with their babies. I have been told by women who became pregnant as a result of the activities of the paedophile gang that they were taken to abortionists in locations across north Wales at the ages of 14 and 15. Everyone knew that this was going on, it was completely illegal yet no-one at all spoke about it let alone tried to stop it. No-one has told me what happened to all those babies of Denbigh patients, although I personally knew of some Denbigh patients – adult women, not girls – who’s babies had been unlawfully abducted by Top Docs and Angels. They never found out what had happened to their babies. This situation prevailed until the end of the 1980s. See previous posts eg. ‘It’s Bachman Turner Overdrive – Not Arf’.

Sir John Peel knew all about it but there was not a word uttered, not even discreet polite words in Obs and Gynae publications. The law was flagrantly broken, girls and women were abused, their lives were endangered and babies disappeared over a period of many years, yet no-one spoke about it in any context.

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Peel’s predecessor as Royal Gynaecologist, Sir William Gilliatt who delivered Carlo, undertook his medical training at the Middlesex Hospital. After qualification in 1908, Gilliatt held house appointments at the Middlesex as house physician, house surgeon, obstetric house physician and, finally, obstetric registrar and tutor. He was also elected to the staff of King’s College Hospital in 1916, retiring as senior gynaecologist in 1946.

Gwynne the lobotomist trained at the Middlesex and those associated with that institution protected him until the old bastard died in 1986. Gwynne was of the generation of Top Docs who followed Gilliatt and were trained by him and Gilliatt would undoubtedly have been most useful to Gwynne as he conducted a reign of terror across north Wales, forcing kids and young people into prostitution and lobotomising those who objected too loudly. Then there was the Aversion Therapy for gay men; while Gwynne and Dafydd facilitated an enormous gang that specialised in producing rent boys for the Westminster Paedophile Ring. As well as the victims of the gang kept in the dungeon at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh; the murders of patients and concealing of the bodies; the disappearance of the babies of the female patients who had been raped or had their much wanted babies abducted…

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Gilliatt was gynaecologist to the Royal Household for more than 20 years and as well as delivering Carlo and the Princess Snap, he attended the Duchess of Kent at the births of her three children. Gilliatt was elected President of the Royal College of Obstetricians and Gynaecologists, 1946-49 and President of the Royal Society of Medicine, 1954-56. He died suddenly on 27 September 1956 as a result of a car accident in Chertsey.

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Gilliatt married anaesthetist Dr Anne Louise Kann, by whom he had a daughter, a former Secretary to Sir Winston Churchill and a son, Roger. Roger Gilliatt became a well-known neurologist/neurosurgeon. Lobotomies come under the umbrella of neurosurgery, although neurosurgeons these days try to play them down, it’s all become a little embarrassing.

Roger Gilliatt was foundation Professor of Neurology at London University and Chairman of the Department at National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery at Queen’s Square, but relocated to the US in 1987 and held a senior role at the National Institute of Health. He died in Aug 1991 from pancreatic cancer at his home in Washington DC. Roger Gilliatt was educated at Rugby and Magdalen College, Oxford. He undertook his clinical training at the Middlesex and was just a few years younger than Gwynne the lobotomist. Gilliatt was resident physician at the National Hospital, Queen Square and consultant neurologist at the Middlesex. In 1962 he was appointed to the Chair of Clinical Neurology at Queen’s Square. Roger Gilliatt was an Honorary Fellow of the American Academy of Neurology and the American Association of Electrodiagnostic Medicine.

Gilliatt’s obituary in the journal ‘Muscle & Nerve’ described him as ‘a powerful leader whose well-conceived policies have resulted in the pre-eminent international position of the Institute of Neurology at Queen Square today’. That pre-eminent position has been achieved by the active concealing of scandal after scandal, involving Top Docs who ran a paedophile gang and unlawfully imprisoned and lobotomised the victims, those Top Docs displaying a great deal of Muscle & Nerve. Gilliatt emigrated to the US just months after Ollie Brooke was jailed and Gwynne pegged out and while Brown and I were contacting the GMC, Gov’t Ministers and MIND regarding the serious criminality of Gwynne and his colleagues.

 

Professor Roger Gilliatt’s close friend and colleague at Queen Square was a neurologist who specialised in MS, Professor Ian McDonald. William Ian McDonald, born in New Zealand in 1933, was: Lecturer in Medicine at the University of Otago 1962-65; Research Fellow, Harvard University, 1965-66; Consultant Neurologist, National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery, London, 1966-98; Professor of Neurology, Institute of Neurology, London University, 1974-98; Editor, ‘Brain’ 1991-97; President, European Neurological Society 1994-95; President, Association of British Neurologists, 1994-95; Harveian Librarian, Royal College of Physicians of London, 1996-2004.

Ian McDonald’s 2006 obituary in the Indie told us that:

Ian McDonald was an ambassador for all that is valued most in British neurology…He taught a generation of students at the National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery (“Queen Square”) in London….McDonald was the quintessential “safe pair of hands” on any professional, academic or social occasion, and he revelled in them all….a young New Zealander arriving in the UK in 1963, the National Hospital was an inspiring yet intimidating place to work….In the 1960s, with Professor Tom Sears, McDonald characterised the physiology and morphology of demyelination and remyelination in the central nervous system….In the 1970s, with Dr Martin Halliday, he pioneered laboratory methods for supplementing the clinical diagnosis of multiple sclerosis…In the 1980s, McDonald realised that magnetic resonance imaging and spectroscopy could be used to illuminate the nature of inflammatory brain disease. Professor Alan Davison had suggested that, as a senior investigator who had never held a grant from the Multiple Sclerosis Society, Ian McDonald would be the ideal person to develop a research unit funded by the society. Resources were quickly mobilised by John Walford, general secretary of the society. The chairman, Dr Reginald Kelly, was worried that the unit would not be dedicated to multiple sclerosis research, and felt vindicated when the first paper was a letter to The Lancet on stroke. But the programme was nurtured through its infancy to a state of lasting success…

Ian McDonald trained in clinical and experimental neurology at the University of New Zealand, where he was taught, at Otago, by Professor Archie Macintyre and Dr Keith McLeod. In London, he became close to Sir Charles Symonds, then in retirement, saw something of Sir Francis Walshe, and was influenced, amongst others, by Dr Denis Brinton, Dr Macdonald Critchley and Dr M.J. (Sean) McArdle. At that time, the brightest neurologists training at Queen Square went to Dr Derek Denny Brown, another New Zealander who had worked in England from 1925, initially with Sir Charles Sherrington, before moving to Boston in 1939….

…appointed as consultant neurologist to the National Hospital, Queen Square, in 1966, and to Moorfields Eye Hospital on his return from Boston in 1969, McDonald held a personal professorship at London University from 1974 to 1995…Many expected the established professorship of neurology at the Institute of Neurology to transfer “down the corridor” to McDonald on Gilliatt’s retirement in 1987, but not until 1995 – and after the deaths of Gilliatt’s two immediate successors, Professors David Marsden and Anita Harding – was McDonald appointed, and then for only a short period before his own retirement. Although the interests of the institute may have been well served by this sequence, the perceived delay in recognising his suitability as chairman hurt, for a while; and whereas his friends were also surprised at the lack of public recognition for his contributions in the form of a civil honour, and other indicators of professional achievement in the sciences, these omissions…became matters of lofty indifference to McDonald…

 McDonald…edited Brain from 1991 to 1997…achieving substantial financial security in the process…thereby allowing the Guarantors subsequently to distribute significant resources annually in support of education for young people working in the neurosciences. In retirement, McDonald served as Harveian Librarian at the Royal College of Physicians of London…Throughout his life, Ian McDonald set aside time to engage with the arts, and his wide circle of friends included many individuals professionally active in music, dance, the visual arts, literature and history. These friendships outside medicine cultivated by McDonald and his partner, Stanley Hamilton, were important. Several revolved around the Garrick, membership of which he cherished.
The Garrick is favoured by lawyers, judges and people from the theatre. Three dedicated members of the Garrick who all played a substantial and direct role in concealing the criminality of Dafydd’s gang and the Westminster Paedophile Ring were Sir Ronnie Waterhouse, Sir Robin Day and Sir William Mars-Jones. See previous posts.

He was particularly pleased to be elected Foreign Member of the Venetian Institute of Science, Arts and Letters; and the connection with Venice was evident in the enthusiastic review he wrote of the most recent case of Commissario Brunetti (Through a Glass Darkly) by a thriller writer he much admired, Donna Leon, in the Times Literary Supplement. But his greatest passion was music. Taught piano by Ernest Empson in New Zealand and by Gigi Wild in London…Therefore, it was poignant that a small stroke in 2004 removed, for a while, his ability to understand music, read a score and play the piano….Ian McDonald’s lasting contribution is to have illuminated the clinical science of multiple sclerosis. For nearly half a century, people with that difficult disease had no better a professional friend.

In north Wales there have been complaints for many years that there was no ‘service’ for patients with MS. I know of one patient in Gwynedd, a health professional himself, who returned to his GP repeatedly after identifying a number of neurological symptoms who was referred to different consultants but not a neurologist. Suspecting that he might have a brain tumour in the end, after several years of this, he simply demanded to be referred to a neurologist. It was found that he had MS and had had it for a number of years. Another Gwynedd patient was told that she had MS, was left high and dry and some years later found that she didn’t have MS after all.

Professor David Marsden, who succeeded Roger Gilliatt because Queen’s Square preferred him to Ian McDonald, was a consultant neurosurgeon who was a big wig in the MDU. Marsden is another one of those Top Doctors about whom legends were created on the basis of no evidence. We are told that ‘Whether or not he really danced the samba with Dolly Parton in Rio only four hours before his keynote morning lecture on basal ganglia disease is unimportant’ – so he didn’t then –  ‘the fact is that David Marsden’s colleagues believed that it was well within the limits of possibility. He had the physical stamina and the intellectual prowess to do both brilliantly’. Marsden ‘attracted some of the best young neurologists from around the world… if they ever remembered anything after late-night drinks in the Phoenix & Firkin at Denmark Hill…’

Such material is used to create heroes out of dodgy Top Docs, yet identical material is used to discredit any patients who might need a bucket of slurry thrown over them…

Marsden ‘was blessed with a voice and demeanour that gave him instant advantage in committee work’ – so he intimidated everyone else. ‘He established a new research unit…funded directly by the MRC and was instrumental in helping to establish the Functional Imaging Laboratory in Queen Square.’ This translates as ‘by hook or by crook he extracted the dosh for a machine that goes ping’. So that was why David Marsden was preferred by Queen’s Square over McDonald…

Marsden’s successor – Ian McDonald was passed over once more – Anita Harding was a neurologist who died of colorectal cancer when she was just 42 – but the NHS is the best in the world! – which was dreadfully sad. But the victims of Dafydd et al were usually dead by the time that they were 30 and often much younger. They never had a go at being a neurologist on a healthy salary with a fulfilling life – they had been battered, raped, locked up and were abused all over again if they complained and they often hung themselves in Risley Remand Centre, where they had been detained after having been framed by their assailants. Marsden was one of many who could have stopped that happening to quite so many people – he didn’t.

See post ‘Gwlad y Menig Gwynion’ for further details re David Marsden and his appalling peers who held office with the MDU.

 

The neurologist Oliver Sacks of ‘the Man Who Mistook His Wife For A Hat’ and ‘Awakenings’ fame’ and who, like Roger Gilliatt, emigrated to the US, published an article in BMJ online with regard to ‘remembering’ his clinical teachers which contained the following:

After physiology finals at Oxford, I went on to begin my clinical training at the Middlesex Hospital. The Radcliffe Infirmary could accommodate only a dozen or so medical students, and it was felt that one could see a wider range of patients in a London hospital. The Middlesex Hospital…in central London, equidistant from Oxford Circus, Regent’s Park and Soho…My older brother, David, had been a medical student at Barts; my eldest brother, Marcus, at the Middlesex…I qualified in 1958, did a 6-month house job on the medical unit at the Middlesex, and then another 6 months on the neurological unit, where my chiefs were Drs Michael Kremer and Roger Gilliatt…Gilliatt was much more forbidding: sharp, impatient, edgy, irritable, with – it sometimes seemed to me – a sort of suppressed fury…

Oliver Sacks knew about Dafydd and the gang and one of Oliver’s close friends, Dr Jonathan Miller, was involved in concealing their criminality. See previous posts. Sacks was Professor of Neurology at Yeshiva University’ Albert Einstein College of Medicine, 1966-2007 and also held an appointment at the New York University School of Medicine, 1992-2007.

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

In July 2007, Sacks joined the faculty of Columbia University Medical Center, as a Professor of Neurology and Psychiatry. At the same time, he was appointed Columbia University’s first “Columbia University Artist” at the university’s Morningside Heights campus, recognising the role of his work in bridging the arts and sciences. Sacks was also a visiting Professor at the University of Warwick in the UK. He returned to New York University of Medicine in 2012, serving as a Professor of Neurology.

 

These neurologists will all have known the daddy of neurologists in the UK, the Bastard of Newcastle-upon-Tyne who spent years providing 100% protection for Dafydd et al and was also facilitating the ring in the north east of England which supplied Dafydd’s gang with staff and children: Lord John Walton. Walton served as President of the BMA, 1980-82; President of the GMC, 1982-89; Warden of Green College, Oxford, 1983-89; and President of the Royal Society of Medicine, 1984-86. Walton was knighted in 1979, the year that Mary Wynch was unlawfully arrested and imprisoned by Dafydd and bagged his peerage in 1989, the year in which Dafydd’s mates Professors Robert Owen and Bluglass orchestrated a huge cover-up into my complaints about the gang. See post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’. Walton was President of the GMC while the GMC refused to act upon complaint after complaint about Dafydd regarding patient deaths, unlawful imprisonment and indecent and improper behaviour. While Walton was in the hot seat, in one month alone there were five complaints about Dafydd. I suspect that Walton was appointed President of the BMA and GMC at that time because there were so many complaints about Dafydd and who knows what would have happened if John Walton had not been there to intimidate everyone into silence. Thatcher had become PM and Peter Morrison her Minister was enjoying Dafydd’s services, the last thing that anyone needed was an honest Doc at the top. Then Walton was needed in the Lords…

For more info on the long and shameful career of John Walton, his numerous public roles and the Pies in which he had fingers, see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’.

Walton knew exactly what was going on and that witnesses were being killed:

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In a House of Lords debate in 2015. Still alive and kicking the victims of serious organised crime even during Operation Pallial and the Macur Review…

 

 

Geoffrey Chamberlain followed in the steps of the giants Peel and Oinker when he was appointed President of the Royal College of Obstetrics and Gynaecology, but Chamberlain was forced to resign his Presidency in Dec 1994 when the unfortunate business of the research fraud perpetrated by Chamberlain and his colleague Malcolm Pearce resulted in Pearce being sacked from St George’s. See post ‘I Don’t Believe It!’. At the same time Chamberlain was obliged to resign from his Chair and his Editorship of the British Journal of Obs and Gynae, which had published the paper by Pearce and Chamberlain describing their research fraud. Although Chamberlain’s name was on the paper in question, Chamberlain gave evidence against Malcolm at the subsequent 1995 GMC hearing, swore blind that he had not known about the fraud and that this whole messy business was simply a result of a ‘gift authorship’, Chamberlain’s name only appearing on the paper because he was Head of Dept.

Whilst gift authorship was common and some people’s names did appear on papers although they had not carried out the work themselves, the article which resulted in Pearce being sacked and struck off claimed that a near-miraculous operation had been carried out at St George’s by Pearce – the successful transfer of an embryo of an ectopic pregnancy from the fallopian tube to the uterine cavity. Chamberlain was extroverted and media friendly, if such a feat had been performed at St George’s, he would have demanded to meet the mother and the baby for media and PR purposes. Chamberlain wouldn’t have just merely rubber-stamped Malcolm’s paper, he’d have wanted a peerage out of that. Where were the mother and baby? Where were the theatre team who had assisted in the operation? Chamberlain must have known that no such operation had taken place when that paper was written, but Chamberlain threw Pearce to the wolves to save his own skin. Which, with Chamberlain’s celebrity friendships and him also being mates with Top Doc to the Royalty Oinker, he was able to do.

Despite the tainting of his reputation, in 2000 Chamberlain was offered sanctuary by Swansea University – an institution heavily influenced by Rhodri Morgan and Edwina Hart – where he published an internationally acclaimed textbook, From Witchcraft to Wisdom, whilst teaching history of medicine as an Apothecaries’ lecturer (see post ‘They Are MYRIAD, They Are Legion’). According to Chamberlain’s wiki entry, he relocated from London to Wales. Just in time for the publication/immediate aftermath of the Waterhouse Report then, which covered up the paedophile ring that Chamberlain and his colleagues had been colluding with and concealing for years.

Chamberlain had a Harley Street practice (or to be accurate, a Wimpole Street practice) as well as his NHS work and he was well-known to many high profile Top Docs. He was mates with both Lord Robert Winston and Wendy Savage, who have carefully cultivated reputations as not being as disgusting as other Top Docs, what with them being supporters of the Labour Party and the NHS and all that. Er – OK.

After being struck off in June 1995, Malcolm Pearce was subsequently employed as a medical negligence expert. This employment wasn’t mentioned in any media outlets for a very long time, but Malcolm and his history were so well-known that many people will have realised who the negligence expert proffering advice was. I believe that despite knives going into people’s backs all over the place at St George’s, a safety net would have to have been provided for Pearce because of the knowledge that he had regarding the very great wrongdoing of many of his colleagues.

Had I wanted to have publish anything about Dafydd and the gang or the excesses at St George’s, any opportunities for doing that were wrecked by Malcolm being struck off – he had been my last mentor and academic supervisor and was now disgraced. At the same time, all those paedophiles’ friends in north Wales had reinvented themselves as historians of medicine and had published a great deal of romantic, rose-tinted, frankly untruthful ‘histories of psychiatry in north Wales’, which were accompanied by Dafydd and other paedophiles’ friends appearing in the media remembering the happy experiences and excellent care provided by the North Wales Hospital Denbigh.

While doing this, the gang declared war on Graham Day, a senior sociologist at Bangor University who was not Of Them and ‘The Guardian’ assisted by publishing lies about Graham being a racist. Nerys, the sociologist who subsequently married Merfyn Jones, who later became VC of Bangor University, was caught in the crossfire and Merfyn and Nerys remained forever unforgiven. See post ‘Badlands’. The gang went after Nerys again years later. Nerys died while in the care of Dafydd’s colleagues at the Walton Centre and that was followed up by a co-ordinated campaign to remove Merfyn as VC and then from public life altogether, with which No 10 under Miranda, Gordon and then Cameron was involved. See previous posts eg. ‘Lest We Forget’ and ‘The Point Is To Change It’.

 

What if Chamberlain and Pearce had not been caught and exposed in 1994? They’d have became world famous, gone down in medical history and no-one would ever have believed a word that I had said about them and their colleagues.

Let us look further at the events which surrounded Pearce’s disgrace.

Pearce and Chamberlain published their pack of lies in the British Journal of Obs and Gynae in Aug 1994. Chamberlain was Editor-in-Chief of the journal. An unidentified whistleblower raised concerns about the veracity of the published research and the Principal of St George’s, Professor Sir William Assher, conducted an investigation.

Asscher had spent his career as a Top Doctor in Cardiff before relocating to St George’s in 1988 (see post ‘The White Heat Of This Revolution’). During his time in south Wales, Asscher had concealed much wrongdoing, including that of Dafydd, the paedophiles and George Thomas. Asscher relocated to St George’s in the wake of the imprisonment of Professor Oliver Brooke for the possession of child porn. Brooke’s office had been just down the corridor from Chamberlain’s and the two of them were friends. Brooke, the key figure in a pan-European child sex ring, which was linked to Dafydd’s gang.

Immediately after Asscher finished his investigation into Pearce and Chamberlain, his findings were reported to the St George’s NHS Healthcare Trust Board. On Fri 23 Dec 1994, the Trust put out a statement saying that Malcolm had been sacked with immediate effect after a disciplinary hearing which had been held on Thurs 22 Dec 1994. Journalists were unable to get hold of Malcolm, which was unsurprising, because he had been banished immediately before the Christmas break. Chamberlain had got in early and at the beginning of Dec 1994 had resigned as President of the Royal College of Obstetricians and Gynaecologists. He also resigned as Editor of the journal which had published the paper with him as second author describing a research fraud of which he knew nuzzing.

As an NHS consultant who had been sacked, Pearce had the right to appeal to the Health Secretary, which at the time was Virginia Bottomley. Whether he did or not I don’t know, but Virginia, a former psychiatric social worker, had her hands full at the time with orchestrating the cunning plan that involved not putting Dafydd out to grass and not closing down the North Wales Hospital, although in the summer of 1995 the general public were told that both of these things had happened. See post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’.

Let me remind readers of events in north Wales whilst the Pearce-Chamberlain scandal blew up.

On 9 June 1994, Matt Arnold, the Head of Bryn Estyn, died of ‘an unspecified blood disease’. In 13 June 1994, the trial of Peter Howarth – Arnold’s colleague and friend of thirty years – for multiple sexual assaults on boys at Bryn Estyn opened at Chester Crown Court. Paul Wilson went on trial with Howarth charged with sexual abuse of the boys. On 8 July 1994, Howarth was found guilty and sentenced to 10 years imprisonment. Wilson was acquitted on all charges but on 28 Nov 1994, Wilson pleaded guilty to three counts of physical assault. Howarth always maintained that he had carried the can for other high profile abusers who were protected. Howarth ‘died from a heart attack’ in HMP Wakefield in April 1997. Four months after the Waterhouse Inquiry had opened, but while Ronnie Waterhouse had suddenly taken a holiday in Hong Kong, during which he met up and dined with Derry Irvine, who had also popped over to Hong Kong.

In the early summer of 1994, I and Patient F met with two members of the Mental Health Act Commission and told them that Dafydd was sexually exploiting patients and that serious complaints were not being investigated. We were accompanied by a nursing officer, Jeff Crowther. During the meeting, one of the Commissioners admitted that he had heard such complaints about Dafydd many times before. After they met us, Jeff told F and I that the other Commissioner had told Jeff that she had been a visitor/inspector to the North Wales Hospital in the 1960s ‘and it was exactly the same story then’.

My documents show that throughout the summer of 1994, Joyce Kaye of the Mental Health Act Commission wrote to the managers of the Gwynedd Community Health Trust a number of times asking for their response to the complaint that F and I had made. Their letters were ignored for weeks and then the Trust sent them a copy of a ‘care plan’ for me. How that was relevant I cannot understand. Our complaint was never addressed.

However, the Trust was busy. From the time that we met the Commissioners, letters circulated between the senior managers of the Hergest Unit, Dafydd and Tony Francis and the Trust’s lawyers discussing the serious danger that I presented to Dafydd and the necessity of protecting him from me. Discussions about transferring me to a forensic team and a secure unit were had. Dafydd then told the staff and managers of the Trust that I had thrown a brick through the glass door of his house at 3 o’ clock in the morning. I hadn’t and there was no evidence that I had. Yet the police met with Dafydd several times without me even being told that I stood accused of this and it was documented that I had indeed committed this crime. Dafydd contacted the MDU and the MDU documented that I had thrown the brick. On 3 Nov 1994 Dafydd obtained an ex parte injunction against me from Liverpool High Court. There was nothing in the injunction which related to me, it all referred to Patient F – but even then there were no details of any even moderately serious offences –  except for the allegation that I had thrown the brick through Dafydd’s door. By the time that Dafydd swore that affidavit, an Angel at Hergest had finally told me that I was being accused of throwing the brick and I told her that I hadn’t done it and I couldn’t have anyway because I had no car at the time that the brick was thrown. Dafydd’s house is inaccessible by public transport. Dafydd was told by the Angel that I could not have thrown the brick. Nonetheless, my crime was detailed on the affidavit which was presented to the High Court. The MDU did not ask Dafydd to produce any evidence for any of his allegations. The allegations were presented in court as uncontested matters of fact.

When the injunction was served on me the contents of the affidavit were so ludicrous that I let other patients read it, one of whom was a former lecturer from Bangor University, Dave Nunn, who told a number of other people what he had read. Tony Francis tried to have Dave sectioned on the morning that he had read the affidavit and Dave related the contents of the affidavit to the ‘independent psychiatrists’ from another hospital who were assessing him. Dave was not sectioned but he disappeared from north Wales shortly after this and none of us ever saw or heard of him again.

I have now been told that no-one threw a brick through Dafydd’s door, the brick was planted.

For further details of this idiocy, see eg. posts ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’, ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’ and ‘Now Then…’.

Some dates for your diary:

On 12 May 1994, John Smith, the leader of the Opposition, died at Bart’s after the Top Docs ‘could not revive him’ following a heart-attack. Dafydd’s mate and protector Professor Linford Rees ruled the roost at Bart’s (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’). Dafydd had a few other pals at Bart’s as well and Bart’s had facilitated organised abuse for years, at least since the surgeon Reginald Vick, the father of Dafydd’s mate Lady Juliet Bingley, had worked there in the 1950s and 60s. See post ‘The Wind Of No Change’.

Bart’s also concealed Graham Chapman’s abuse of boys, although Chapman had left medicine soon after qualifying and gone into comedy full time. In the late 1980s before he died, Chapman became friendly with someone in Somerset who knew what was happening to me at the hands of Dafydd et al, who became inexplicably very wealthy in the following years and also found himself being befriended by the degenerate offspring of the rich n famous with links to the Tory Party. See post ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’. The family of this man formerly had close links to Tom King, the lacklustre MP for Bridgwater who inexplicably rocketed up through the Tory Party after I encountered Dafydd’s gang. King was Secretary of State for Employment, 1983-85, while Sir Peter Morrison was a Minister in that Dept. King served as Secretary of State for N Ireland, 1985-89, when Thatch needed a safe pair of hands re the Kincora Boys’ Home scandal, which was linked to Dafydd et al. In 1989, King was appointed Secretary of State for Defence, a post he retained until 1992, when he was off to the Lords, days after the firebomb in Brighton killed five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’).

When King was inexplicably promoted repeatedly despite being rather hopeless, the UK press used to wonder why he was being favoured by Thatch. Had the UK press not been ignoring what was happening to us in north Wales and all the documents which I now have been witheld from me, I could have told them. But weren’t ‘The Guardian’ prioritising an attack on Graham Day anyway? Oooh, I forgot. They all knew what was happening to me, it’s just that I didn’t realise it at the time…

Would Lord King and Lady Jane of the One Sausage Roll To Last All Evening like to make a statement?

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On 21 July 1994 Miranda became leader of the Opposition. The Pretty Straight Kind Of Guy who is married to a lawyer who was mates with and indeed mentor to so many of those ‘radical lawyers’ who ignored the plight of kids in care and psych patients who were being so seriously abused. In 1993 I wrote to Michael Mansfield about what was happening to me in north Wales at the hands of Gwynedd Social Services. Mansfield sent me a one line reply. Tony and Cherie know many ‘radical’ lawyers and personal injury specialists – who undoubtedly know folk who worked for the MDU and/or Hempsons, who were acting for Top Doctors against me although they knew that perjury was being committed by their clients. Cherie’s colleague and friend Michael Beloff QC was the son of Lord Max Beloff, who was a buddy of Ioan Bowen Rees, the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council.

Michael Mansfield lived in Wandsworth, just down the road from St George’s. Many St George’s staff lived in Wandsworth, including David Hole, the corrupt MSF rep who worked for Chamberlain. Chamberlain lived in Wimbledon, as did the crooked barrister George Carman QC, who knew about Dafydd and the paedophiles as well as Jimmy Savile. Cherie was a member of the same Chambers as Carman until 1988 and Miranda had previously been Carman’s pupil. Cherie and Miranda had also both worked for Derry Irvine on a city fraud case with Ronnie Waterhouse when they were junior barristers.

 

The only ‘response’ from the Gwynedd Community Health Trust to the MHAC re my complaints was made on 1 Sept 1994, when Alun Davies wrote to Joyce Kaye giving details of my ‘care’ and told Mrs Kaye that Rob Evans – the Assistant Director of Gwynedd Social Services – would meet with me.

Rob Evans had graduated in Social Sciences from Leicester University and obtained his CQSW in 1976. Whilst Evans was in Leicester, the paedophile gang involving Frank Beck and Greville Janner was concealed by a number of people at Leicester University (see post ‘Radical Leicester And Some Other Free Radicals’). In 1992 Rob Evans was appointed Assistant Director of Gwynedd Social Services (Mental Health).

I was told that my meeting with Rob Evans was to discuss the constant aggro between social worker Jackie Brandt, Keith Fearns, Brandt’s line manager and the leader of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team and me. However Rob didn’t discuss that. Instead Rob gave me a tutorial on ‘changing social work practice’. He explained that what was once acceptable is not any more. As an example, Rob Evans explained that when he used to take children into care, he would take their shoes away because if he didn’t they would run off. (People who had been in care in north Wales explained when they were adults that they had tried to run away from the beatings and the buggery but social workers took their shoes away so they couldn’t escape.) Rob told me that he knew some people in north Wales hated him but he didn’t care because he knew that he had done the right thing by taking their kids into care because they didn’t know how to look after them. I spent a long while wondering whether Rob Evans was just stupid, but I have come to the conclusion that he is pure bloody evil.

I last saw Rob Evans just before I left Bangor, in Tesco no less. When he saw me he told me that if I ‘arrassed him he’d call the police.

Rob Evans made a record of his meeting with me and what happened afterwards. After meeting me, Evans held a meeting with Keith Fearns and asked Fearns what he wanted him (Evans) to do with me. Fearns replied ‘lock her up’. Evans documented that he told Fearns that wasn’t possible. Fearns repeated ‘lock her up’. Evans recorded that there was no solution to this situation and because he was being transferred to a new role the following day the matter would no longer be his responsibility.

Before Rob Evans was appointed as Gwynedd Social Services senior manager for mental health, he was Gwynedd Social Services senior manager for child protection. While the kids in care were abused by the gang. See post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’.

 

A High Court injunction against me wasn’t enough for Dafydd. He also demanded that an alarm system be installed in the Hergest Unit because of the danger that I represented to him. On 1 Nov 1994 Alun Davies wrote a letter to the CEO of Gwynedd Community Heath Trust John Mullen regarding the alarm system as required by Dafydd. Alun Davies estimated the cost at £25k and told Mullen in his letter that he wanted to discuss the funding with Mullen.

Meanwhile, I had made representation to the Trust about the gossip, speculation and mad fantasy in Dafydd’s injunction and his breach of confidence. Dafydd had provided clinical details of a matter involving me many years previously which had no relevance to the injunction or to any of Dafydd’s claims re the danger that I presented to him. I remembered how many times people had told me that they wouldn’t complain about Dafydd ‘because he knows things about me and he’ll tell people’. I knew enough to know that Dafydd was not on sound ground including some of the comments that he had in his affidavit. So I wrote to the NHS authorities in north Wales making it clear that Dafydd had now done what he was constantly alleged to do in the face of challenge – he had breached confidence and this time in the High Court in Liverpool.

On 11 Nov 1994 John Mullen wrote to the Medical Director of Gwynedd Community Health Trust, Jeremy Corson, asking him to investigate my complaint re Dafydd and the breach of confidence. I was told constant lies over the following few months and my complaint was never investigated or resolved. Then, in Jan 1995, came Tony Francis’s referral of me to a forensic psychiatrist on the grounds of my extreme dangerousness and the necessity of banging me up. And a repeat referral when the forensic psychiatrist in question refused to declare me dangerous. Please see post ‘The Banality Of Evil’ for details.

 

So unbeknown to me, whilst repeated attempts were made to have me declared dangerous and incarcerated on the basis of absolutely no evidence at all, Malcolm Pearce had quietly come out of purdah and begun working as a medico-legal expert. Chamberlain had remained a clean skin and no-one breathed a word about the experiments on and killing of babies that Chamberlain had undertaken at the George Washington Hospital in the mid-1960s. I wonder why no-one mentioned that during any of the many scandals at St George’s after I had been forced out? The only person who would have found themselves under fire if they had published anything about healthcare after the Pearce-Chamberlain Scandal would have been me. The paedophiles’ friends would have reminded everyone that I had been the research assistant of that dreadful man who had faked research and been struck off.

I wonder if a few other people as well as Dafydd might have been worried about what I might write? A man who had carried out medical experiments on live babies perhaps? Or a Secretary of State for Health who used to work as a psychiatric social worker and was actively colluding with the most serious crime (see previous posts for further details of Ginny’s many interests)…

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A full police investigation into the possibility of a paedophile ring in north Wales had been undertaken and closed in 1993. Just before those we know and love went into battle against me, at it would seem a most convenient time for some truly terrible Top Docs in London of whom I had knowledge as well…

Although the police had found no evidence at all of a paedophile ring in north Wales and Cheshire, a number of ‘care’ staff and teachers went to prison for abusing the children in their care. The month before Tony Francis wrote to Dr Chris Jones asking for a ‘forensic opinion’ on me, senior police officer Gordon Anglesea won damages for libel of almost £400k from ‘Private Eye’ and others after they had named Anglesea as being someone who had abused kids in care in north Wales (see posts ‘Y Gwir Yn Erbyn Y Byd’ and ‘Y Gwir Yn Erbyn Y Byd – A Few Additional Comments’). Two months later, Mark Humphreys, one of the men who had named Anglesea as his abuser when he was younger, was found hanging in the stairwell of the block of flats in which he lived in Wrexham.

In 2016 Gordon Anglesea was imprisoned for historical sex offences against children in care in north Wales.

On 9 Feb 1995 John Allen, the owner and manager of the Bryn Alyn Community, was convicted of indecent assault against six former residents and received six years imprisonment. John Allen is currently serving yet another prison sentence – his third – for the abuse of kids in care…

On 27 Feb 1995 Hefin Davies, the Chairman of Gwynedd Community Health Trust, wrote to the Trust’s lawyer Tony Lane asking if there was any more that they could do to have me prosecuted.

For details of the well-planned co-ordinated attempt during 1997-98 on the part of the north Wales mental health services to have me banged up, please see post ‘A Solicitor’s Letter From North East Wales MIND’…

 

As a bonus for readers of this blog, here’s some extracts from the reminiscences of an anonymous Top Doc who was the junior colleague of Michael Brudenell, who helped Sir John Peel deliver Princes Andrew and Edward as well as Ma’am Darling’s children:

Michael Brudenell died on 30 March 2015 just two weeks prior to his 90th birthday. He was a traditional Obstetrician and Gynaecologist caring for all aspects of women’s health with a passion rarely seen nowadays. He qualified in medicine at King’s College London in 1949 where he undertook his house jobs, starting his career in Obstetrics and Gynaecology at Queen Charlotte’s Hospital the following year. He spent most of his National Service as an Obstetrician in military hospitals in Germany returning to King’s in 1953 to carry out research on endometrial pathology and cervical cytology.

After obtaining both his membership of the RCOG and his fellowship of RCS he completed his time as a registrar and senior registrar at King’s before being appointed as a consultant to St Luke’s Hospital and the Royal Infirmary in Bradford in 1961. There he was one of just three consultants serving a population of a quarter of a million. However after only three years he was invited to apply for a consultancy at King’s College Hospital where he remained until he retired from clinical practice in 1990. In his retirement speech he commented that when he entered medical school a banner at the main entrance of the hospital read “this hospital is £2,000 000 in debt” – some things never change!

His career was significantly influenced by Sir John Peel and Sir Stanley Clayton both of whom were past Presidents of the RCOG. As a trainee and then colleague to Sir John Peel he assisted in the deliveries of both Prince Andrew and Prince Edward as well as Princess Margaret’s two children. During his time at King’s he took a major interest in diabetes in pregnancy undertaking research and lecturing widely on the subject. In collaboration with his physician colleagues the perinatal mortality in diabetic women at King’s was reduced to near non diabetic levels.

Throughout his working life Mike had strong links with the RCOG. He was a London Members representative and subsequently a London Fellows representative on Council with a period of time on the Finance and Executive Committee. He was the Fellows Representative on the Wellbeing Council and Investment Advisory Panel. In addition he was Chairman of many committees including the BJOG Management Committee, Scientific Advisory Committee and Logic Working Party. From 1978-1984 he was Honorary Treasurer. His only regret was that having stood for election on two occasions he failed to become President. During his time as Treasurer of Birthright he persuaded Philip Harris, later Lord Harris, to fund research into Obstetrics and Gynaecology and this established the first Harris Birthright Department of Fetal Medicine in the country at King’s College Hospital. This was opened by Princess Diana in 1984 and is now one of the largest and most successful fetal medicine units in the world, run by Professor Kypros Nicolaides, seeing over 20 000 patients a year from the UK and overseas.

When I worked at St George’s, in 1990 I was told that one of the Profs at King’s who was involved with the fertility unit there and enjoyed a reputation as far away from the pompous old Top Doc in a stripy suit and bow tie as it was possible to get, was a bit too much because ‘he has sex with his children’. I don’t know how old the children in question were. The man in question was not Prof Nicolaides.

Mike loved sport particularly rugby and was President of the King’s Rugby Club for 20 years. He played tennis and had a court at the end of his garden – at 50 he could still beat his son, by 55 he had to regularly use his exercise bike to stay fit and by 60 he reluctantly admitted that he was regularly beaten. He was also a keen skier and continued to ski well into his 70’s but only in the United States where he said the snow was softer! Fortunately for him his very loyal wife Mollie shared in most of his activities both professional and sporting. She campaigned very hard for Birthright and later Wellbeing of Women and for many years worked actively for the League of Friends at King’s College Hospital. Devoted to his family he took great pride in the many achievements of his four sons and their offspring.

I had a very special relationship with Mike Brudenell. When I first went to King’s as a registrar in 1979 my mother asked me who I was working for and I told her that one of my consultants was Michael Brudenell. She asked if it was “the Michael Brudenell who delivered the Queen’s children”. At the time I had no idea but I made enquiries and found out that it was. She was absolutely delighted and told me that he had delivered me by emergency caesarean section for fetal distress at Queen Charlotte’s Hospital in 1950. Initially I kept this information to myself until one day I decided that it would be useful to let him know that if he had been a little quicker I might have had an easier life. I don’t know whether this influenced him in his choice of a colleague but he appointed me as a consultant Obstetrician and Gynaecologist at King’s College Hospital 34 years later.

As a junior doctor I found Mr Brudenell challenging to work for. He generated an element of fear and respect.

A la Doug and Dinsdale Piranha.

He favoured the male trainees, particularly those who played rugby but did not really understand female trainees of whom there were relatively few at that time.

Although he was a gynaecologist…

However, he was always fair and ensured that we were properly treated even if he did shout at us from time to time.

Doug and Dinsdale. Ooh yes he nailed my ear to the floor but I deserved it…

We all benefited from his teaching, guidance and support. And he in return was receptive to learning new skills. When I was his senior registrar he persuaded me to teach him how to do a colposuspension on one of his American private patients for whom his anterior repair had failed to cure her stress incontinence.

So what went wrong with the repair then?

Much to his delight and my relief, she reported that three months later she was able to play “soft ball” without leaking.

Unless she was in a very bad way, she’d probably have been better off keeping well away from him.

He looked after his “firm” and ensured that the ward sister gave us breakfast after the ward round before we started the out patients clinic.

From what I saw, it was these acts of ‘consideration’ – which were nearly always the work of someone else – between the ruthless bullying and intimidation, which enabled complete scumbags to sustain reputations as having hearts of gold beneath that gruff exterior. In the era which the Top Doc is remembering, the shifts for junior doctors were horrific; they had probably been on call for the previous 24 hours anyway as part of an 180 hour week and had Sister not supplied a bit of grub they’d have fainted from exhaustion and hunger.

His generosity, availability and hands-on approach made him popular with patients, nurses and midwives.

But not other Top Docs?? So why was that? Did they perhaps know rather more about him than the patients, nurses and midwives?

He was so enthusiastic about all aspects of hospital life. His passion for both King’s and the RCOG influenced many of us and he will be remembered fondly by all of those with whom he worked or played.

Because Brudenell delivered Royal babies, he ruled King’s and the RCOG and if anything about the malpractice and patient harm is remembered, including that Top Doc who had sex with his children, we’ll never work again. King’s also hosted a students and Top Docs club which was involved in a ring procuring sexual partners for those in the club. Then there was the scam in the 1980s at King’s in which students were marrying oversees citizens who wanted permission to remain in the UK for a handsome sum. My point here is not to remember those students with a ‘Shocking, ooh they’re animals’, it is to point to the unrelenting pomposity of that institution and what was actually happening there, while the class of people who ran and still run it make insulting noises about aggressive patients attacking Angels and drinking too much and being too fat and generally a bit too plebeian.

 

When David Steel presented his Private Member’s Bill in 1966, huge swathes of the medical establishment were still firmly opposed to abortion. Abortion was a cause favoured by younger people or radicals, but the medical establishment were not young and radical and neither were their mates in the legal establishment. Many of the leaders of those professions at the time had been born in the 19th century. They were signed up to moralising, hypocrisy and personal benefit from these things. So someone must have really twisted the arms of someone else to ensure that Sir John Peel Chaired that medical advisory committee that reported in favour of passing Steel’s Bill. The Gov’t of the day – Harold Wilson’s Gov’t – was backing Steel’s Bill. The Harold Wilson’s Gov’t who were frantically rearranging the furniture to ensure that the Westminster Paedophile Ring which was being facilitated by corrupt Top Docs, lawyers and senior figures in the welfare state remained concealed…

 

After the Abortion Act 1967 Top Doctors were – rightly in my opinion – allowed to refuse to undertake abortions on the grounds of a ‘conscience’ clause. If they did so, they did have to explain to their patient that although they could/would not help they would refer them to another Top Doc who would. This was widely flouted and even in the early 1990s I heard  a Top Doc discuss how uneducated women from Tower Hamlets were being told by Top Docs that the Doc ‘could be struck off’ for requesting an abortion for his patient. The Doc who talked about this in a public lecture at St George’s was Wendy Savage, the Labour Party supporting feminist Top Doc. Wendy knew what Dafydd et al were doing in north Wales and she said nothing at all. Wendy Savage was a member of the GMC when those complaints about Dafydd and co were not acted upon. The Labour Party of the late 1980s really, really loved Wendy Savage, she was a regular on ‘Question Time’ and other such programmes where she would be insulted by Lord Hailsham and the like.

You didn’t mention the War then Wendy!!! It would have finished Hailsham off, but there was your mate Chamberlain to think of, Chamberlain who famously could be heard bellowing around St George’s that ‘one cannot be a gentleman and a Tory…’ As well as all the other Top Docs and Labour Party supporters who decided that I and others could be sacrificed…

Here’s the Nice Guy of Politics, a Scottish lawyer, who knew exactly what was going on and used it to establish his reputation:

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Others Who Knew:


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Dame Babs, Who Fought For Wimmin:
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Battling Babs Knew How It Was For Wimmin In Politics. Which is why she always had her hair done:
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And here’s the wanker of a Windbag who so desperately wanted the Top Docs on his side:

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Shadow Secretary of State for Health, 1983-87 and for Social Security, 1989-92. Was married to Molly, a former social worker who specialised in mental health and drug problems:

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His predecessor as Shadow Secretary of State for Health and Social Services, Mrs John Dunwoody:

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His successor as Shadow Secretary of State for Health and Social Services:

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Heart attack while out mountain walking wasn’t it Miranda??? 2005. The year that I received my PhD and began publishing, the year that the baying crowd began their pursuit of Merfyn in earnest…

 

One Top Doc who’s name isn’t mentioned as often as it should be on a police charge sheet is that of Deirde Hine. Deirdre was:

  • Principal Medical Officer, Welsh Office (1984)
  • Deputy Chief Medical Officer (1985)
  • Director, Breast Cancer Screening Service, Wales (1988)
  • Chief Medical Officer, Wales (1990-97)

Which puts Deidre at the scene of a great many crimes – eg. perjury, forgery, conspiracy, embezzlement – what with Health and Social Services having been the responsibility of the Welsh Office since the late 1960s. Deirdre was promoted to CMO for Wales from Deputy CMO in 1990; in 1989, the Welsh Office orchestrated Bluglass’s cover-up into my very serious complaint against Dafydd and the gang. Deirdre knows Carwen Howell, the pal of Lucille Hughes’s Lady Top Doctor friend; Carwen was a mandarin at the Welsh Office, responsible for pharmacy. Dafydd was flogging class A drugs with the collusion of corrupt mandarin Bing Spear of the Home Office Drugs Branch. Bing died in July 1995, four days apart from when the body of Peter Morrison was discovered. Bing was a great friend of Dr Ann Dally and her husband Dr Peter Dally. It was Bing who saved Ann’s bacon when she ended up suspended and under police investigation in the 1980s for flogging Class A drugs to the rich n famous. Ma’am Darling was a patient of Dr Peter Dally. Ann later wrote a book about her ordeal at the hands of the police and others and the book had a foreword written by Wendy Savage, another Woman Doctor Who Was Attacked By The Patriarchy (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’). Fortunately the Patriarchy at the GMC at the time was Presided over by Lord John Walton, so Ann was soon back on the Medical Register after a few guest appearances in the media.

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Dame Deirdre Joan Hine (née Curran; born 16 September 1937) is a Welsh Top Doctor ‘who in 1984 began her career as a public health physician in Wales’.

Hine was born to David Alban Curran and his wife, Noreen Mary (née Cliffe), and raised in Cardiff. I wonder if Deirdre is a relation of Desmond Curran, the daddy of the trafficking gang at St George’s?

Deirdre attended Heathfield House (Cardiff) and Charlton Park (Cheltenham) schools before qualifying at the Welsh National School of Medicine (now Cardiff University Medical School) in 1961. The Welsh National School of Medicine, as long ago as the 1950s, was colluding with the sex offending of George Thomas. The Top Docs in south Wales and George had a love-in for the entire latter half of the 20th century.

In 1963 Hine married Raymond Hine; they have two sons and five grandchildren. Hine worked at Cardiff’s Royal Infirmary, trained in public health medicine and became a specialist in community medicine in 1974. It was George Thomas who diverted huge quantities of money from the NHS budget for Wales to build the flagship University Hospital of Cardiff at the Heath in the early 1970s. The folk at the Welsh National School of Medicine were delighted but the rest of Wales was left with crumbling inadequate hospitals, many of which were former workhouses and the like. See post ‘The Great Stink’. Not that it mattered, the Top Docs at the Heath were the ones who were cooking the books, ticking the boxes and writing the reports maintaining that the whole of Wales had an ‘excellent’ NHS, although Dafydd had a load of victims of sex crime imprisoned in a dungeon in Denbigh. In return George Thomas et al had sex with children.

Deirdre knew Professor Sir William Asscher who was called from Cardiff to help out at Paedophilia HQ at St George’s in 1988 after that embarrassing business with Oliver Brooke; she knew Tony Francis, she knew Dafydd, she knew all of them. Deirdre’s career in community medicine began in 1974, when Dafydd’s gang prepared to receive hundreds of children in north Wales once Dr Death succeeded in getting the Leo Abse-inspired Children Act 1975 onto the statute books with his Private Member’s Bill.

Hine retired in 1997, the year that the Waterhouse Inquiry opened and was appointed a Dame in the same year “for services to medicine in Wales”. Deirde was appointed to the Audit Commission in 1998. Jeremy Colman joined the National Audit Office in 1993  and in 2005 was appointed Auditor General for Wales. In 2010 Colman resigned and was subsequently imprisoned after child porn was found on his office computer. See previous posts.

Huw Vaughan Thomas replaced Colman as Auditor General for Wales. Huw was Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council throughout the years that kids in Gwynedd’s children’s homes were abused. Huw’s son was also employed by the Welsh Audit Commission. Huw has so many public appointments that I will simply refer readers to my post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’ where I have listed some of them. Huw is married to Enid Rowlands, who, among many other things, is Chair of the Solicitors’ Regulation Authority, served as a member of the GMC for eight years, was or is a Director of the North Wales Health Authority and was or is a Director of BUPA. Enid also has held so many public appointments that I invite readers to refer to previous posts.

Huw and Enid live in Colwyn Bay and Enid refused to relocate to south Wales when she was appointed Chair of ELWA, a ‘training and education’ quango. Within a few short years ELWA was so deeply in debt that over 100 staff were made redundant and several million had been given in grant funding to a business called Avanti who could not explain what they had done with the money. Enid refused to resign even though accounting procedures had not been followed and there was an undeclared conflict of interest in the appointment of Dr Peter Higson as interim CEO of ELWA, as both Enid and Higson were Directors of the North Wales Health Authority.

Higson is a clinical psychologist who worked at and then was manager of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and then the manager of the regional mental health services in north Wales. After Enid refused to resign, ELWA was soon a smouldering ruin. Higson was appointed CEO of the newly created HIW (Health Inspectorate Wales) and when HIW was branded not fit for purpose some ten years later, Higson ‘retired’. Before retiring, Higson wrote a damning report regarding Merfyn Jones’s Chairmanship of the Betsi Board. A second damning report regarding Merfyn’s leadership of the Betsi was written by Huw Vaughan Thomas. Merfyn resigned. Peter Higson was appointed as the next Chair of the Betsi Board.

Merfyn: If you want to punish yourself by re-entering public life, drop me an e mail and I will arrange for huge quantities of child porn to be found among your possessions. I am sure that you will be inundated with offers of public appointments within days. Do you fancy being Chair of the Parole Board perhaps? Chief Exec of the NSPCC Wales? DG of the Prison Service? The world will be your oyster and furthermore you will not have the gwerin carping and grumbling, spreading poisonous rumours about you and planning to fit you up for a criminal offence like they did when you dared challenge their misconduct and criminality.

Peter Higson also picked up a seat on the Council at Bangor University. While Higson held that post, Higson’s sister Ruth Hussey, the Chief Medical Officer for Wales, was awarded an Honorary Fellowship by Bangor University. For further details of Peter and Ruth’s glittering careers see post ‘Topsy and Tim’.

 

Deirdre Hine was named as Chair of the Commission for Health Improvement in August 1999 and served as President of the Royal Society of Medicine, 2000-02. This explains a mystery of many years standing. In 2003, the Hergest Unit had one of the highest suicide rates in the UK, there were numerous complaints of staff assaulting patients, none of which were investigated and a number of patients, including me, had been prosecuted on the basis of the perjury of NHS staff. Patients were writing to MPs, to Gov’t Ministers and to the Secretary of State for Wales. There had been at least one patient death in the Hergest Unit itself. The Commission for Health Improvement carried out an inspection of the NW Wales NHS Trust’s mental health services at this time and I and at least two other patients met with the CHI and gave them first hand accounts of what had happened to us. I later found out that two Hergest Unit staff also spoke to the CHI and told them that the Unit and the community mental health service were so dangerous that patients had died as a result.

I and the other two patients who met with the CHI subsequently received a copy of the CHI’s Report. It praised the NW Wales NHS Trust’s mental health services in glowing terms. The CHI referred to the excellence, the caring staff and the ‘excellent joint working between the Community Mental Health Teams and the Hergest Unit’. Not only had there been complaints that the Arfon CMHT had threatened and assaulted patients, but the Hergest staff and the Arfon CMHT were at each others throats to such a degree that one Top Doctor from the Hergest Unit, Dr Devakumar, refused to even speak to, let alone work with, the Arfon CMHT. This made Devakumar popular among the Hergest staff and other CMHTs who all hated the Arfon Team as well, but Devakumar was mistreating patients himself.

I met with the other two patients who observed that the Report ‘was like reading about a completely different hospital’. Indeed it was, this wasn’t just a bit of skilful editing, it was an account of a mental health service that simply did not exist. We contacted the CHI and were told that no correspondence would be entered into. One of the patients who met with the CHI was later awarded an out of court settlement for the clinical negligence which she had sustained while in the ‘care’ of the NW Wales NHS Trust.

Brown quipped afterwards that the contents of the CHI Report probably reflected the quality of the dinner to which Alun Davies had treated the CHI the night before the inspection. I fear it was far worse than that now I’ve found out that Deirdre was Chair of the CHI at the time.

At the time of that CHI Report, the CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust was Keith Thomson. In 1994, when Dafydd wrote to John Mullen, the CEO of the Gwynedd Community Health Trust and told him that he had ordered the MDU to raise a High Court injunction against me, Dafydd CC’d the letter to Keith Thomson. I don’t know what Thomson’s job title was at the time, but Keith Thomson eventually became the CEO of the North West Wales NHS Trust after Barry Shingles, yet another corrupt NHS manager in Gwynedd, who was expected to become CEO, killed himself.

Keith Thomson was a grade A nightmare, even by the standards of NHS managers in north Wales. He refused to investigate serious complaints and also refused to co-operate with external NHS investigations. He declared me and a number of other people to be ‘vexatious complainants’ and on those grounds refused to answer our correspondence. On Keith Thomson’s watch, north west Wales had the second highest suicide rate among women of any area in England and Wales. It was Thomson who was summoned before the High Court in Cardiff in 2005 and ordered to hand over all documentation relating to me or face imprisonment for contempt of court. Hours later Thomson resigned. An article subsequently appeared in the ‘Daily Post’ entitled ‘Ten Years At The Top For Keith’, waxing lyrical about Thomson’s glorious career and how he was now retiring. Thomson was then awarded an OBE. He didn’t retire. Dr Brian Gibbons, the Welsh Gov’t Health Minister who was one of those who refused to investigate my complaint and in the end even correspond with me, appointed Thomson as CEO of the Pembrokeshire and Derwen NHS Trust. Where there was havoc in the NHS…

I also took my complaint to the Gwynedd Community Health Council. The CEO repeatedly lied to me and then refused to investigate the complaint. The CEO was Glanville Owen. Who in the mid-1980s had been the Deputy Director of Gwynedd Social Services responsible for children’s homes…

Rhodri Morgan was FM when Welsh Gov’t Health Minister Dr Brian Gibbons – who was in the Socialist Health Association with John Dunwoody and Ed’s Uncle Harry – let Keith Thomson loose on the NHS in west Wales. There was a paedophile gang in operation in west Wales which had links to the one in north Wales. Ioan Bowen Rees, the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council who was in post whilst the paedophile gang in were busy on his turf, had previously been County Secretary of Dyfed County Council, whilst a paedophile gang were busy there (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’). Rhodri’s wife Julie is a former social worker who was Assistant Director of Barnardo’s. Some Barnardo’s staff were involved with the abuse of children in north Wales.

Keith Thomson had grown up in Bangor and went to Friars School. Yet before becoming CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust, he had spent time as an NHS manager in Stirling. The Stirling ruled by Lord Jack McConnell, who had gone to Stirling University with my best friend from school and the man whom she later married and shafted them from 1986 onward, when Dafydd and the gang went after them as well as Brown and Brown’s brother, being witnesses who wouldn’t abandon me. See post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’. The Lord Jack who is a big pal of Sarah’s Teddy Bear Gordon. Lord Jack was FM of Scotland, 2001-07. Lord Jack, I am so glad that my friend spurned your efforts at discussing Uganda with her when she was an undergrad. What a toe rag you are, no wonder she married your rival.

Here is the turd whom Scotland elected as FM:

The Lord McConnell of Glenscorrodale
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It was Lord Jack who appointed Prof Alexis Jay as the most senior social worker in Scotland. The Alexis who was responsible for the Orkney Satanic Panic, who ignored abuse which really did happen – including in Stirling – and who is now Chairing the IICSA. See post ‘The Scottish Play’.

Lord Jack is a big mate of Kirsty Wark of ‘Newsnight’ fame. See previous posts.

Lord Jack’s pal Gordon’s wife Sarah was the business partner of Julia Hobsbawm when they formed the PR company Hobsbawm Macaulay Communications in 1992. Hobsbawm Macaulay’s clients included the ‘New Statesman’, the Labour Party and trade unions.

In 1996, the year that William Hague announced the forthcoming Waterhouse Inquiry, the ‘New Statesman’ published an article by Richard Webster entitled ‘Can a Whistle-Blower Be Wrong?’. The article libelled Alison Taylor, the social worker from Gwynedd who spent years blowing the whistle on the abuse of kids in care in Wales only to be sacked by Gwynedd County Council. Alison sued and won, representing herself. The ‘New Statesman’ subsequently admitted that they published the article because they knew that she could not afford to employ legal representation if she sued. Richard Webster was the author of ‘The Secret of Bryn Estyn’ and maintained that the Secret was that there was no paedophile ring, Bryn Estyn was just a rather mediocre children’s home. Richard Webster spent a lot of time and money researching Bryn Estyn and associated matters and no-one has ever found out who footed the bill for it all. Richard Webster believed that the problem was one of vulnerable people naming innocent social workers and others as a result of discredited therapeutic techniques. The naming of innocent people was going on in north Wales but the targets were being encouraged to name people – often people from their pasts – who had definitely NOT abused them after they had named other people, including NHS and social services staff, who had been involved in abuse. People were certainly tied up in knots but no-one could have been involved with the Social Services, mental health services and criminal justice system in north Wales during the 1970s, 80s and 90s and not realised that very, very abusive people were staffing and managing those sectors and that corrupt people at Cabinet level and in the highest echelons of the civil service were protecting them.

The ‘New Statesman’ was owned by Geoffrey Robinson, who has been the Labour MP for Coventry North West since 1976. Geoffrey Robinson was the one who precipitated Mandelson’s first resignation after he gave Mandy that undeclared loan to enable Mandy to buy a posh house. Kids from Coventry were sent to children’s homes in north Wales. Dr Colin Berry, a Top Doc from Walsgrave Hospital in Coventry, was one of those who in 1989, assisted Bluglass in concealing the criminality of Dafydd and the gang, as organised by Deirdre and chums at the Welsh Office.

Ron Evans, the crooked lawyer employed for years by Gwynedd County Council – who in his efforts to conceal the abuse of children and psych patients forged documentation and encouraged NHS and social services staff to perjure themselves -has a daughter who is also a lawyer and entered the civil service. She worked/works as an aide to Mandelson and was in that job in 2011. Her mum is a magistrate and was a lecturer in the School of History at Bangor University, the Dept in which Merfyn Jones held his Chair.

Sarah Brown did a degree in psychology at Bristol University at the same time as Sarah Jenkins, a girl from Bangor did. Sarah Jenkins’s mother was Sheila Jenkins, a psychiatric social worker with the Arfon CMHT. Sheila lied to the police about psych patients, breached confidence and when she felt like it told bare faced lies about ‘clients’. Sheila Jenkins was involved with Prof Mark Williams’s Mindfulness fraud, as was Jenkins’s immediate boss, Keith Fearns.

After Sarah Jenkins graduated in 1984, she returned to Gwynedd for a while and lived in a house at Llandegfan on Anglesey that she rented from Dr D.G.E. Wood, the corrupt GP who was facilitating the trafficking gang. Sarah was a Labour Party supporter, as I think was her mother. She shared the house with Christine Lippai, a girl whom I’d been a student at UCNW with. Christine knew about a related paedophile ring in the west country and she also knew, from UCNW, two other students who were targets of Wood and the gang, but I don’t know if Christine knew that so many of their troubles were because they had been targeted.

 

Sarah Brown has been a friend of Julia Hobsbawm’s since they were at Camden School for Girls together. Sarah married her Teddy Bear in 2000, the year that the Waterhouse Report was published. Sarah left Hobsbawm Macaulay in Oct 2001 after finding out she was pregnant with her first child.

Julia Hobsbawm’s family had a second home in Croesor in Gwynedd for many years, until 1979 or so. Julia’s father Eric was friends with Sir Clough Williams-Ellis, his family and their friends from the Bloomsbury Set in London. Some of those in that network were involved with organised abuse themselves and many more were actively concealing it. They all knew about Dafydd and the gang. Eric Hobsbawm was mates with Ralph Miliband, Ed’s dad. Ed worked for Gordon before Ed became an MP and Ed’s now legendary Uncle Harry was a Top Doc at Guy’s who knew many who were colluding with Dafydd. See post ‘Captain Swing And His Crew’.

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Here’s the shipwreck, after all those years of living it up in paradise:

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Merfyn Jones grew up in Llanfrothen, knew the second home crowd, including the Hobsbawms and knew about the abuse gang. Harold Wilson’s mate Asa Briggs who was part of the gang went after Merfyn’s blood when he was at Sussex University and was involved in an anti-Vietnam protest in 1967. See post ‘Anthem For Doomed Youth’.

I know all about the Lord of the Rings, but I’ve now discovered Deirdre, the Lady of the Rings. Who in 2001, before she was responsible for ignoring the abuse and deaths of psych patients at the hands of people who were facilitating a paedophile gang, was appointed as an independent member to the House of Lords Appointments Commission.

Since January 2004 Deirdre has Chaired the BUPA Foundation. Deirde is also: President, Royal Medical Benevolent Fund; Non-executive Director of Dwr Cymru Welsh Water; Vice-President, Marie Curie Cancer Care; Member, Science Committee for Cancer Research UK (for details of the endemic research fraud in CR UK, see post ‘Oh Lordy! It’s CR UK’).

 

The Chairman of the Mental Health Act Commission in 1994, when Dafydd et al were failing to respond to serious complaints about Dafydd who along with his colleagues was lying, perjuring, planting bricks yet were still deemed to be Responsible Medical Officers given powers to bang people up for life without trial and yes, even these days, give them a lobotomy if they really are frightening the Top Doctors, was Louis Blom-Cooper QC. Louis Chaired that Commission when his two Commissioners met with F, Jeff Crowther and me and admitted that they knew that there had been numerous complaints about Dafydd sexually abusing patients, stretching back as far as the 1960s. They then failed to investigate the complaint that F and I had made about Dafydd and others.

Blom-Cooper was appointed to Chair the first Public Inquiry into Ashworth Hospital on Merseyside in the early 1990s. Ashworth Hospital was run by Dafydd’s mates and many of the patients had been sent there by Dafydd and the gang. There were complaints from Ashworth patients to the Mental Health Act Commission. Blom-Cooper was appointed as Chair of the MHAC in 1987. In 1987, David Ewart, of the MHAC’s Liverpool office, conspired with Dafydd, the Home Office and numerous others to frame and imprison me for ‘attempting to stab a doctor’. See previous posts eg. ‘Workers Play Time’. Ashworth was subjected to a second Public Inquiry not long after Blom-Cooper Chaired the first one, after a patient was beaten to death by the Angels. The person assigned to investigate the murder was Professor Robert Bluglass, who chose two Angels to assist him in this; one was a senior Angel from Bluglass’s own unit, the Reaside Clinic in Birmingham, the other was one of Dafydd’s senior Angels from Clwyd Health Authority. See previous posts eg.’Security, Security’.

Sir Louis Jacques Blom-Cooper (27 March 1926 – 19 September 2018) was a lawyer specialising in public and administrative law. Louis Blom-Cooper was educated at Port Regis School, Seaford College, University of British Columbia, King’s College (Blom-Cooper graduated from there in 1952, so he was at King’s with the Top Docs who facilitated the trafficking gang), the University of Amsterdam and at Fitzwilliam College, Cambridge.

Blom-Cooper was an academic at London University, 1962-84, while Lord Brian Flowers, Swansea’s famous son, used his knowledge of research fraud, patients harm and the facilitating of the Westminster Paedophile Ring by Dafydd et al to climb to the top and ensure that it all continued. Prior to this he was a columnist for ‘The Observer’, which was owned by the Astor family and edited by David Astor. In spite of his liberal credentials, David did much fancy footwork to ensure that his brother Bill was covered in rather less slurry as a result of the Profumo Affair than he would otherwise have been. It was all blamed on Stephen Ward who most helpfully killed himself after the Top Docs didn’t work to hard to stop him; Christine Keeler, who went to prison for perjury, even though she was terrified and had been threatened at gunpoint; and Bill’s third wife Bronwen. When Bronwen met and married Bill she was a charming, beautiful, stunning, witty model. After Profumo, she was a Welsh slapper who’d gone to school in Dolgellau and was no better than she ought to be, so she was kicked out of Cliveden with her two young children and banished to downtown Surrey. See previous posts.

One journo who worked for ‘The Observer’ for many years until she fell out with Donald Trelford not long after he became Editor was Norah Beloff. Norah’s husband – she married later in life – also worked for ‘The Observer’. Not only that, but Norah was an old hand with Reuters too. Norah was the sister of Lord Max Beloff, a friend of the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council, Ioan Bowen Rees. Lord Max was involved with the establishment of the University of Buckinghamshire, along with Dr John W. Paulley, who concealed organised abuse in Suffolk. See previous posts.

Before John Allen moved to north Wales to open the Bryn Alyn Community, he lived in Suffolk. One of his neighbours was John Jermyn, Lord Bristol, who’s family seat was in Suffolk. John Jermyn was a hopelessly addicted HIV positive user of, on his own estimate, thousands of rent boys. Jermyn died during the Waterhouse Inquiry, as did his brother Nicholas who had not led a lifestyle anything like John Jermyn’s but knew a great deal about it. Nicholas was left to die by the Top Docs in exactly the same way that so many less privileged Hergest patients were. See post ‘Captain Swing And His Crew’.

Thatch became Chancellor of the University of Buckingham and a number of Lord Max’s relations were given academic posts there. See previous posts. Lord Max’s son was Michael Beloff QC, Cherie’s colleague and a good friend of Cherie and Miranda, who in his role as legal adviser to Municipal Mutual, the insurers of Clwyd County Council as well as the North Wales Police, in 1996 ensured that no-one except for Clwyd’s and Municipal’s lawyers, ever got to read the Jillings Report into the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council since 1974. See post ‘It’s A Piece of Cake…’

Blom-Cooper was a Judge in the Court of Appeal of Jersey and of Guernsey, 1988-96. Anyone for Haut de la Garenne?

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Blom-Cooper Chaired more than a dozen Public Inquiries, including the Guns for Antigua scandal – who could have been a safer pair of hands?? – and the Jasmine Beckford Inquiry. He sat as a Deputy High Court Judge on housing and judicial review cases until 1996. That is so reassuring.

Blom-Cooper was well known for his regulatory work, particularly as Chair of the Press Council, subsequently known as the PCC and later as the founding Chair of the premium rate telephone regulator, ICSTIS now PhonepayPlus. So that was why the press published whatever they wanted and everyone was fleeced by the phones companies.

In 1992 Blom-Cooper was appointed by the N Ireland Secretary as the first Independent Commissioner for the Holding Centres, retaining the appointment until 1997. Who was the N Ireland Secretary at the time? Patrick Mayhew. Who had just one year previously in his capacity as Attorney General authorised my prosecution for contempt of court, although he knew that Tony and Sadie Francis had lied on oath; the solicitor Ann Ball of Hempsons knew that as well, as did the MDU. Paddy had previously authorised some more prosecutions of me on the basis of what everybody involved knew was the perjury of Top Docs, social workers and Angels. Oh well, witnesses were found dead, but at least Paddy got a promotion out of it and then a peerage in 1997, after the Waterhouse Inquiry began. Paddy was destined for great things even as a young barrister. In 1973, he was one of those who ensured that Dr Morris Fraser was allowed to continue working as a child psychiatrist after Fraser had been convicted of sex offences on children. Fraser was an Expert on childhood trauma and was involved with Kincora Boys’ Homes. Fraser later moved to England and worked at Springfield Hospital, the mental health unit attached to St George’s, as well as UCL.

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Blom-Cooper was subsequently called to the Bar of N Ireland and granted Silk in N Ireland. Blom-Cooper was also Counsel to the Saville Inquiry, acting for the N Ireland Civil Rights Association. Just don’t mention Kincora.

Blom-Cooper’s 1997 book The Birmingham Six and Other Cases considered recent miscarriages of justice. It prompted an unsuccessful libel action in the Irish courts from Gerry Hunter and Hugh Callaghan. Of course their action failed, it’s not as if Louis would ever have lied his arse off is it?  Initially Blom-Cooper argued that the publication of the book in Ireland was outside of his control. When this failed, he relied on European Convention on Human Rights #Article 10 – Right to Freedom of Expression and the newly formulated defence of Qualified privilege – provided good practice was followed it was acceptable to get things wrong. Louis knew all about getting things wrong. Previously inaccuracy would have led to financial penalty. Despite this, solicitor Gareth Peirce accused Blom-Cooper of “shoddy research” and “total nonsense” in respect of the book. Gareth is someone else who ignored what was happening to us in north Wales.

Charged with terrorist offences? Need defending? No problem! Call Gareth Peirce and Mr Mansfield.

Bothered by an insane old man in north Wales? Er, sorry, Mr Mansfield is busy with a big trial, ooh it’ll be taking up all of his time for the next four and a half years… All other members of the Mansfield Community are fully engaged elsewhere as well I’m afraid… It’s the Denbigh dungeon for you…Have you tried MIND and the Community Health Council??

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Blom-Cooper was involved in the foundation of Amnesty International in 1961. Martin Ennals, the brother of Dafydd’s mate Lord David Ennals, was General Secretary of Amnesty for years. It was at Blom-Cooper’s suggestion that Peter Benenson wrote to David Astor proprietor of ‘The Observer’ to publicise the campaign which launched Amnesty. Blom-Cooper also took part in a small committee of individuals who helped carry through the appeal which led to Amnesty International. For more details about Amnesty and those involved, including Polly Toynbee, see post ‘Dogma and Disarray?’.

Blom-Cooper was also a Patron of Prisoners Abroad, a registered charidee which supports Britons who are held overseas and was a Trustee of the Howard League for Penal Reform. Meanwhile at the North Wales Hospital and Ashworth…

Blom-Cooper was a member of the Athenaeum, as was Savile. The Athenaeum is the preferred club for Top Docs and Vice Chancellors. Indeed, Merfyn is a member. I’m only surprised that his dinner wasn’t laced. Would you like some sushi with a hint of polonium Professor Jones? It’s awfully good at this time of year. By the way, a friend of mine has a lovely house that has just come up for rent, in Salisbury, ooh it would suit a well-dressed man.

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Blom-Cooper’s published works included ‘Occupational Therapy -An Emerging Profession in Health Care’ (1989). Now here’s an Interesting Fact. The Bastard of Newcastle-upon-Tyne, Lord John Walton, held one of the most senior roles in the occupational therapists’ professional association. Walton was not a man who would have taken the role of an OT seriously and all of his other public positions were concerned with science or medicine. The only whistleblower in the mental health services in north Wales was a senior occupational therapist. Walton only decided that he would oversee the OTs professional body after this whistleblower had blown so many whistles that he had become to go-to man for patients who had been assaulted or fitted up in Court by his colleagues. The Hergest Unit tried to fit him up for inappropriate relationships with patients, then they tried to simply intimidate and bully him out of his job. He once told me that the only reason that he ever survived until retirement was that OTs have a different management structure and Alun Davies and the corrupt NHS managers were not his line managers.

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Why was any of this ever allowed to go on? There are people who are undoubtedly only alive and not in prison because the Hergest whistleblower refused to lie on oath, WHY was the Bastard of Newcastle-upon-Tyne allowed to try and stymy the one professional in the mental health services in Gwynedd who flatly refused to succumb to the threats of a gang of paedophiles?

 

Blom-Cooper’s wife Jane predeceased him in 2007. ‘The Guardian’ published an obituary:

Jane Blom-Cooper, who has died aged 67 of cancer, possessed two pearls of great price – passion and compassion. She brought them to bear on the many purposes she achieved, and on the host of people that her personality and ability drew to her.

Born Jane Smither to an East Anglian family, she was brought up in her early years by her grandmother, and hardly knew her father until his return from the second world war. Her independent spirit – rebelliousness towards some conventions and traditions was to remain with her – showed in various early jobs. These included a film project in Morocco and being assistant purser on a Cunard passenger liner. She would say later that not much behaviour could surprise her after what she witnessed on board ship.

Not even that of a gang of paedophiles whom her husband did all that he could to assist.

Not academically inclined at school, she was led by her social and political concerns to gain a social work qualification at Ruskin College, Oxford, in 1965,

Matt Arnold, the Head of Bryn Estyn, met Peter Howarth – who was imprisoned for a series of sexual assaults on the boys in his care at Bryn Estyn in 1994 while Jane’s husband ignored the other members of Howarth’s gang when F and I were screaming as loudly as we could in his direction in the very month that Howarth was jailed – when Arnold was teaching at Ruskin College in 1966. Prezza was a student at Ruskin at the same time. Perhaps Prezza served the drinks on the Cunard boat, where the behaviour on board rendered Jane unshockable?

and worked in the field of social services childcare in Oxfordshire until 1970

There was an organised gang in Oxfordshire at the time, concealed by social worker Barbara Kahan, who in the early 1970s was appointed a social work adviser to Keith Joseph in Heath’s Gov’t. Babs continued in Gov’t advisory work for years and in the early 1990s helped conceal the extent of the abuse of kids in care in Staffordshire (see post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’).

and in the London borough of Camden until 1972.

Paedophiles in distress! Call Dame Barbara Mills/Tessa Jowell/famille Hobsbawm…

Via a research project in 1967 at Bedford College, London, she met the lawyer Louis Blom-Cooper.

Bertrand Russell’s son Conrad Russell was an historian at Bedford College for much of his academic career. Bertrand was one of Sir Clough’s mates and lived near Croesor when the Captain and his friends were swinging…

Marriage to him in 1970 meant that she joined forces with his independence of mind and involvement in causes of justice and liberty.

Oh please, this is overdoing it…

Her quarter-century career as a magistrate, particularly in the cause of youth justice, was a major life purpose.

Jesus Christ.

The need for social housing via the Circle 33 Housing Trust in London and the south-east was another, and she played an integral part in the architectural competition for the Old Ford affordable housing development in east London.

Give me Arundells with Ted in situ, it couldn’t possibly be worse than anything arranged by Jane.

With her brother David, she devoted much time and energy to enlarging greatly the chalk-quarrying business in Suffolk begun by their father.

In the quest for human rights and justice of course. SUFFOLK. Er, John Allan and John Jermyn???

Somehow she found time, too, for judicial appointments panels and prison reform causes;

Bluglass, Colin Berry and Dafydd’s other umbrella David Mawson were all on the Parole Board. And whoever could forget Lord Longford who knew all about Dafydd, as did members of his extended family, including Harriet, Lady Antonia, Harold Pinter (see post ‘Comedies Of Menace’)…

charities, including Parents for Children, Young Minds and Medical Aid to Palestine; school governorship;

I’ll just fetch the sick bucket

and even leading the rescue of a Shropshire inn and brewery.

The Real Ale Twats in Bangor knew about Dafydd’s gang, which had an outpost in Shropshire after John Allen opened a children’s home there.

Her deepest belief was in family life and its importance, giving equally of herself to her children, Martha, Hannah and George, and Hannah’s son Louis, and to her stepchildren, Alison, Jeremy and Keith, and to Alison’s two children.

They’ve bred.

Over the years, Jane temporarily added to her family numerous young people who needed a home as well as a place to stay.

Aaaarggghh…

In her many different roles, she encouraged others, faced down naysayers, cajoled committees, removed obstacles, took charge when there was much to do or difficulties piled high.

I wish that I’d known, I’d have just flattened her.

For she possessed the genuine quality of leadership – hard to define, but immediately recognisable.

I’m on all the Committees and my husband is Sir Louis.

Her steady eyes, generous smile, expressive hands and welcoming laugh helped put many – men and women alike – at their ease, and to then become her natural allies.

Mad psycho-like glare under the guise of ‘eye contact’; snarl with a good coating of angry red lipstick; expressive hands – er unwanted touching???

When illness stole upon her, she fought it with bravery and tenacity.

It was cancer, the research has been fabricated for the last three decades, by the mates of Jane and her husband. Doesn’t matter how brave and tenacious you are.

Although it often appeared that Jane was driven by some higher purpose,

Keeping a lid on absolutely all of it

she held to no particular faith other than an unwavering belief that she could change things for the better. The testament to that was all around her and lives on in her children, her family and friends, who loved and admired her.

Most of the witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal are dead. Many died while Jane and her husband ignored their screams.

 

 

A caring female relative like Jane is always useful, Greville Janner had one – in addition to his daughters Rabbi Laura and Marion the Mental Health Campaigner who gave birth to that Tibetan terrier as previously featured on this blog of course – but I only discovered that a couple of days ago. Greville had a sister, Ruth Lady Morris of Kenwood, CBE. Ruth can be found starring on the website of Manuel Swaden solicitors, which tells us that

Ruth joined Manuel Swaden in 2002 as a consultant to the Property team. Prior to that, she was Chairman of Partners at Janners and subsequently a consultant at Paisners and then Berwin Leighton Paisners. A recognised property lawyer, she spent many years specialising in the legal aspects of retail warehousing and now provides a wide range of commercial property advice to clients who rely on her expertise and guidance. Ruth has the loyalty of many longstanding clients to whom she has provided advice through the generations. Among her many other pursuits, she was a Vice-President of ‘Woman of the Year Lunch & Assembly’, a Chairman of Tribunals and is a Trustee of several charitable trusts as well as being a director of the Connaught Brown art gallery. In 2014 Ruth was awarded a CBE for services to the community. Ruth retired in October 2017 after 60 years on the roll’.

60 years, it is almost as terrifying as Trumpers.

 

There is a most illuminating interview with Ruth on the Spark 21 website which reveals what those who are not mates of Dafydd and the Piranha brothers are up against:

Let me start by saying that in my day…there were only 28 women a year who qualified, so it was quite a unique profession. I had a five-year article…a five-year traineeship and during that five years, I had two periods of six months which we were allowed off to go to law school, and we had to learn everything in those two six months there were two other trainees with me, one of whom went on to be a Law Commissioner, even though our firm was quite small, and the other was one of the Heads of the Legal department at Scotland Yard….

I am sure that Ruth and the Head of the Legal Dept at Scotland Yard kept in touch… Anyone going to the Woman of the Year Lunch?

 

Finally, while both the Tory and Labour Parties fight among themselves and with everyone else, ‘The Daily Post’ recently ran an article about a scrap in north Wales that has caused nearly as much trouble. A group of fund-raisers from Colwyn Bay blacked up during an event to raise money for the Betsi Heath Board’s baby charidee ‘Cuddles’ and the Board refused the donation because they were ‘advised’ that blacking up was wholly unacceptable. The fund-raisers are deeply offended, local people are fuming but a black barrister gave an interview to the ‘Daily Post’ saying that the fund raisers ought to Learn Their Black History. They are from Colwyn Bay, they are not likely to know much about Black History. Furthermore, if somebody wants them to find out about Black History, try approaching them in a positive friendly manner and offer to put on an exhibition or a lecture, don’t appear in the local newspaper and insult them all. They really won’t have been meaning to insult black people. By the way barrister, I too think that it is a good thing to be aware of histories from other parts of the world, but the Betsi Board is in special measures after hosting the biggest patient abuse scandal that the UK has ever seen, it is dangerous and bankrupt and a gang of paedophiles chased out a previous Chairman because he wasn’t one of them. That is a far greater threat to the health and well-being of the population of north Wales than some men from the pub in Colwyn Bay who are of the vintage to remember the Black and White Minstrels and unwittingly offended an adviser to the Best Board.

Before Merfyn was appointed Chairman of the Betsi and kicked out by a gang of criminals, he was Guvnor of the BBC for Wales. In 2005 I went to a meet the Guvnors evening at Cardiff and Michael Grade, then the Chairman of the BBC and Guvnor Ruth Deech, made offensive racist comments about Welsh people. People in the audience were offended and Merfyn made the point that any sort of racial stereotyping was unacceptable. Grade and Deech continued with their anti-Welsh comments.

Michael Grade is Jewish. I have blogged previously about how my friend who was supporting me in the face of what was happening to me at the hands of the gang in north Wales got into serious trouble in the summer of 1985. She was working at the box office at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival and refused to pull strings to get Samuel Brittan, the FT journo who was the brother of Leon Brittan the then Home Secretary, tickets which had sold out and a hotel room when every hotel in Edinburgh was fully booked. Samuel wrote to his big mate Michael Grade demanding my mate’s head on a plate and Grade then complained to my friend’s boss. My friend received a copy of Grade’s letter to Samuel; Grade told Samuel that he was ‘appalled’ at my friend’s ‘rudeness’ and that he would make sure that Sam got a ticket, ‘even if I have to give you mine!’.

Leon Brittan at the time was actively concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring as well as the criminality of Dafydd and the gang.

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Leon Brittan is Jewish. So is Edwina Currie, who did not raise the alarm when Trumpers, Thatcher’s junior Health Minister, appointed Jimmy Savile to the management task force of Broadmoor; Edwina grew up in the Jewish community in Liverpool. Leo, Dannie and Wilfred Abse, who all facilitated the Westminster Paedophile Ring and Dafydd’s gang, were Jewish and from south Wales. Sir William Asscher was Jewish.

Now Mr Grade, were you doing favours for Samuel Brittan because you were simply mates, or because you too were part of the network concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring – which was interlinked with the sex abuse ring in your own industry of entertainment – or because you are a shameless toady who knew that doing favours for the relatives of corrupt Cabinet Ministers would stand you in good stead? Or was it an act of cultural solidarity with a fellow Jewish person? Because Merfyn is someone who, like you, grew up in a community which was facilitating a vicious paedophile ring and to cover their tracks some of the people involved used the umbrella of language, culture and national solidarity. So Merfyn had buckets of slurry thrown at him by people waving those flags who accused him of being a sell-out and then he had to work with pompous Englishers like you who insulted him for being Welsh. The difference between you Grade and Merfyn is that he refused to do favours for a gang of paedophiles…

There is not a problem with ‘Jews abusing children’. There is a problem with child abusers involved in very serious criminality using whatever networks are available to them to protect themselves.

Here are just a few things about Greville Janner that I have not yet blogged:

Janner was President of the Board of Deputies of British Jews, 1978-84. In Parliament, and outside, he was involved in campaigning for the War Crimes Act 1991, lobbying the Thatcher Gov’t to allow legislation to bring those responsible for Nazi atrocities (and now resident in Britain) to justice. He was also a Vice-President of the World Jewish Congress until 2009 and of the Jewish Leadership Council until 2015. He was President of the National Council for Soviet Jewry (1979–85) and the Commonwealth Jewish Council.

In 1988 Janner co-founded the Holocaust Educational Trust with Merlyn Rees, a body which successfully persuaded the British government to add teaching about the Holocaust to the National Curriculum in 1988. Janner stood down from the role in 2012. The Lord Janner Scholarship provides funding for ten schools to take part in the Trust’s educational programmes each year.

Merlyn Rees was originally from south Wales and the Labour MP for a Leeds constituency, 1963-92. Throughout his political career, Rees – later Lord Merlyn-Rees – concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring, as an MP for Jimmy Savile HQ, as Home Secretary and as the N Ireland Secretary. When Cherie’s mate Michael Beloff QC, in his capacity as legal adviser to Municipal Mutual, suppressed the Jillings Report in 1996, Merlyn Rees was a Director of Municipal Mutual. By 1996, the drama teacher John Owen, who taught at a school in Pontypridd, had been abusing his pupils for many, many years and the WJEC and Mid-Glamorgan Education Authority had colluded with the abuse. See post ‘Yet More Inglorious Bastards’. In 1996, Ron Davies was the Shadow Secretary of State for Wales and Miranda appointed him Secretary of State when Miranda became PM in May 1997. Before Ron was elected as the MP for Caerphilly in 1983, he was an adviser to Mid-Glamorgan Education Authority. Merfyn’s friend, the junior Minister in Miranda’s Gov’t who cleared my name after Dafydd’s gang tried to have me struck off the teaching register in 2004, was from Pontypridd, but unlike Merlyn Rees he wouldn’t collude with a gang of paedophiles so he was named in the media as having ‘let a paedophile remain in teaching’ and refused a peerage. Then the gang went for the jugular of his friend, the VC of Bangor University…

Janner ‘sought to foster good relations between different faiths and religions’ and wrote about this issue in his book One Hand Alone Cannot Clap. He co-founded (along with Prince Hassan of Jordan) the Coexistence Trust, a charidee to combat Islamophobia and antisemitism. Janner became Baron Janner of Braunstone in 1997. Janner was President and an Officer of the All-Parliamentary Group against Anti-Semitism, was associated with the Labour Friends of Israel and in 2002 backed Stephen Byers to be Chairman.

 

 

The Crucible

I have discussed in previous posts how people in Somerset who knew what was happening to me at the hands of the trafficking gang in north Wales were approached to smear Brown and I. I was told a few weeks ago that ‘evidence’ gathered as a result of these approaches was accumulated by Dafydd et al for the purposes of being used for a ‘forensic psychiatric assessment’ to demonstrate how mad and dangerous I was and to justify my transfer to a secure psychiatric hospital. People not au fait with the mental health system may believe that this cannot happen without the patient facing a trial in Court. Sadly this is untrue. Patients can be transferred to high security hospitals, for life, from low security units on the basis of ‘evidence’ of which the patient is unaware and that has not even been demonstrated to be factual. I have documentation that demonstrates that this is what Dafydd et al were planning for me and that they spent a great deal of time and effort preparing the ground.

I detailed in my post ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’ how in the autumn of 1994 Dafydd made an allegation on the basis of absolutely no evidence at all that I had thrown a rock through the glass door of his house at approx 3 am in the morning. I did not even know that I had been accused of this by the time that Dafydd had told the police that I had done it. Neither was Dafydd in his house when he claimed that the rock had been thrown. The people who were alleged to have been in the house were ‘asleep’ and found the rock the next morning. This allegation then turned up again, accompanied by no evidence at all, in an affidavit which Dafydd swore in at the High Court in Liverpool and was the basis on which he obtained an injunction against me on 3 Nov 1994. See posts ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’ and ‘The Banality Of Evil’.

Since I blogged about the allegation that I threw a rock through Dafydd’s door, I have been told that no rock was thrown by anyone, that the rock was planted and that Dafydd et al knowingly told a pack of lies to the police and to the High Court.

I was well used to Dafydd, Tony Francis and others making the most extraordinary claims about me for which there was not a shred of evidence. I had, according to them, tried to stab people, tried to throttle people and had violently assaulted a whole range of other people. In 1991 Dafydd told Professor Robin Jacobson of St George’s Hospital Medical School/Springfield Hospital that I had broken into his office and behaved in such a manner that Dafydd believed that he would be killed there and then. Goodness knows when this was supposed to have happened, I certainly have no recollection of any such incident, but Jacobson faithfully recorded this as fact and sent the details in a letter to Professor Nigel Eastman of St George’s Hospital Medical School. Yet in the same letter Jacobson made it clear that he knew that Dafydd was sexually exploiting patients and that Jacobson suspected that Tony Francis was as well. See post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’.

Some two years ago I found that it had been recorded upon my medical notes that I had ‘sexually assaulted a psychiatrist’. Gobsmacked, I approached the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board about this. They admitted that there was no evidence that this had happened and told me that it would be removed from my records. There was no investigation into who had made this claim or how it had ever found its way onto my records and I wouldn’t be surprised if this allegation is still on my records. It was documented upon my medical records some years ago that I ‘had held a nurse hostage’ and that I ‘had been in prison for attacking someone with a knife’. No-one could tell me when and where I’d held this Angel hostage or when I went to prison, where I served my sentence or which judge sentenced me and in which court and how long my sentence was. No-one would agree to rectify my records.

I was told some months ago by an NHS whistleblower that they had witnessed psychiatric nurses gossiping and speculating about patients over cups of tea and fags and on the basis of no evidence at all had drawn the most extraordinary conclusions among a flurry of comments such ‘ooh I bet that’s what happened’, ‘he could have, couldn’t he’ and that this Angelic gossip had then been documented as fact upon patients’ records.

This is pretty much standard practice and as long ago as the mid-1980s when I first began to take an interest in such matters, I was reading case histories in journals involving patients who had been banged up in Broadmoor and other such places for decades on the basis of no more than this sort of speculation and accompanying scare stories. The first such case history that I came across involved a woman who was detained in Broadmoor for years on the grounds that a ‘packet of weedkiller’ had been found in her cabinet and that there were ‘grave suspicions’ that this lady had ‘plans to poison a nurse’. No evidence at all was presented to indicate that any such idea had crossed the patient’s mind, but that was the basis on which she was banged up for decades. I seem to remember that Dafydd’s friend Professor Robert Bluglass was involved in this case. Who knows, that weedkiller may have been planted by the Angel who was in imminent danger of being poisoned, just as that brick that I threw through Dafydd Alun Jones’s door found its way into Jones’s house.

 

I wasn’t intending to blog about the silly tales that were gathered by the paedophiles’ friends from people who knew me in Somerset as a teenager, because it is laughable and ridiculous and to be honest I’m really fed up of hearing about these ludicrous stories that were sent around about me and Brown and I want to get on with blogging about the political Mr Bigs behind the abuses on the part of the welfare services and the associated cover-ups. However, it has been pointed out to me that most people don’t read ethics journals and very few people have any idea that someone can find themselves in a high security hospital labelled ‘dangerous’ simply on the basis of allegations which have not been proved in any court and of which they may well have not even been told were made. I have also been reminded that many of the witnesses to organised child abuse were discredited by such means and I have been asked to highlight what happened in my own case.

I’m not sure of the details of all the crazy allegations that were made about Brown and I, but I have been told that some of the ‘evidence’ gathered by the paedophiles’ friends related to a saga that involved me just before I sat my A levels at Bridgwater College in June 1981.

Bridgwater College was opened in 1979 as a flagship ‘tertiary college’, one of the first in the UK. There was a technical college in Bridgwater for years and then, after the schools in Bridgwater became comprehensives without sixth forms, ‘the tech’ began offering A levels and many of the former grammar school teachers, refusing to work in comprehensive schools, decamped to ‘the tech’ to teach the sixth formers. There was much hostility between the teachers who taught plumbing, mechanics etc and those who taught A levels. The snobbery was rampant, with some of the A level teachers pretending that they were Oxbridge dons who had to tolerate manual workers in their vicinity. This division was still very obvious when Bridgwater College officially became a tertiary college in 1979. I was among the first intake of students to Bridgwater Tertiary College and we all noticed that the two cohorts of lecturers generally hated each other.

By 1979, the Bridgwater schools were in a very sorry state, although I am told that they are now much improved. The best of them was Haygrove School, but that wasn’t up to much either. Many middle class parents in the Bridgwater area sent their kids to schools in Taunton or other locations in their desperation to avoid the Bridgwater schools. I went to Chilton Trinity School and although I knew a variety of kids there well, I can’t remember anyone who actually enjoyed their time at that school. Some kids had a truly horrific time – there was a major bullying problem at Chilton – and a few kids were removed from the school by their parents for the sake of their children’s well-being and mental health. Any representation about the bullying was met by a response from Chilton that it was the child that was the problem, not the school and a small number of teachers joined in with the victimisation of certain kids.

In addition there was dreadful strife at Chilton because the staff universally loathed the Headmaster, a man called W.C. Francis, known to some of us as ‘Willie Franco’, after the Spanish dictator who was still much in the news in those days. There were demands from a whole variety of locals for Franco to resign and representations were made to Somerset Education Authority by a great many people, but Franco refused to go. Franco was Welsh and was alleged to be running a rather odd sort of mafia, involving the promotion of his fellow Welshmen working at the school. I did notice this. There were some staggeringly mediocre teachers who would suddenly be given promotion and yes, most of them were Welsh. However I suspect that what really endeared them to Franco was that they were incompetent. It was noticeable that the best teachers got nowhere and were openly treated with disrespect by some of their colleagues.

The bad feeling towards Franco was so great that most of the teachers at Chilton resigned from one of the unions – I think the NUT – because they refused to belong to the same union as Franco. He certainly was pretty awful. Chilton had a lot of kids from difficult backgrounds and a good many who were undoubtedly being abused in various ways. Although Franco professed to be a socialist – I think that he might have been a Labour Councillor as well, although he lived in the Highbridge area, not Bridgwater – he identified the kids with no home support and belittled and bullied them in public.

Willie Franco did not like me and neither did his acolytes. I never had enough money for new clothes and one day he carried out a vindictive attack on me in public, telling me that I looked appalling and I had to be one of the scruffiest people in the school. I responded that he was in no position to level such allegations at someone else, he was no snappy dresser himself. (One observation made by parents constantly was that Franco looked dreadful. He was enormously overweight, wore cheap and not in the least bit clean clothes which did not fit him and insisted on wearing an academic gown which had a massive rip in it.) Franco hit the roof and I was suspended from school and told that I could not return until I had written him an apology. I wrote the apology but ensured that I included a few lines about the hypocrisy of a man who believed that he was a socialist, ran a predominantly working class school but was suspending pupils who could not afford the uniform. I also mentioned that bullying, stealing and vandalism were rife at the school yet went unacknowledged.

Franco really went ballistic then. I was told by another teacher that I ‘had told the truth and truth hurts’ and that I should have known that. Er, in the same way that a middle aged man on a good income should have known that school girls do not control the household income and if they are not given the funds for new clothes, they won’t have new clothes.

I was then ordered to be taken to Franco’s office, in the company of a teacher to apologise IN PERSON. Franco refused to speak to me and walked out of the building when he saw me arriving. No-one could deny at that point that the chaos was the result of Franco rather than me, so I was then told that I could return to lessons.

Days later, Franco surpassed himself with regard to another pupil, one of my friends. He grabbed hold of her – she had been cheeky to him, because guess what, he had insulted her – and pushed her out of the door saying ‘you come from a disgusting family and I don’t want you in my school’. She was too frightened to go home to her parents and tell them what had happened and instead ended up in a house of sexually exploitative older men after running away and then tried to kill herself. It should have been enough for Franco to have been sacked but no, it was like a vicar or a Top Doctor caught red-handed, Franco was going nowhere.

I and my other pal had witnessed what Franco had done to our friend and we knew that the shit really had hit the fan behind the scenes after she tried to kill herself. By then, it was the summer of 1979, we had finished O levels and were waiting to begin our A levels at Bridgwater College.

When we arrived at Bridgwater College, we found that some of the lecturers were very prejudiced towards kids whom they perceived to be ‘Somerset’ (ie. working class) and that there were not many pupils from Chilton doing A levels. Most of the A level students were from Haygrove, the exam results from Chilton, Sydenham and Blake schools being so bad that their pupils were usually refused places to do A levels. I of course had also arrived at Bridgwater College with what Brown described ironically as ‘a silver tongued reference from W.C. Francis’.

Some of the teachers at Bridgwater College did fight the sack of prejudices that W.C. Francis had sent along with students like me, but others didn’t. The biggest nightmare was the A level biology teacher, Pam Sellars, who just hated us and made it clear that she didn’t want students from Chilton or indeed students with Somerset accents in her class. Sellars was such a notorious problem that some of the other lecturers actually did stand up for us as she repeatedly attacked me and certain other students. The Head of the Science Dept was a man called C.A. Street, who was left to deal with the problems caused by Sellars who, like Franco, was fully protected by Somerset Education Authority. She was as obnoxious to C.A. as she was to us, so I cannot imagine that he had an easy job. My perception was always that C.A. was very good to me. He was well aware that I was being singled out by Sellars and he did defend me.

I have been told that Dafydd et al got hold of information either from C.A. or involving C.A. and were planning to use it as ‘evidence’ to demonstrate my insanity and dangerousness. I don’t want to accuse C.A., because I don’t know if the ‘evidence’ actually came from him, or from someone else. The information that Dafydd et al seemed to have been given involved a massive row that I got into with the authorities at Bridgwater College just before I sat my A levels.

Just weeks before A levels, I was in the library at Bridgwater College with my friends and other students who were chatting and making a racket. For once, I wasn’t. I was actually revising. Unfortunately, a librarian called Molly was on duty, who was a good mate of Pam Sellars’s. Molly marched in and ordered me to leave, on the grounds that I was causing a rumpus and ‘she’d heard much about me’. I was outraged and refused to leave. The other students told Molly that I had not even been talking. Molly strutted off. Within 30 minutes, the Deputy Principal arrived in the library. He was a new appointment to the ‘flagship college’, a man called Graham Bishop. He simply walked up to me and told me to get out of the library. I asked him why and he repeated his order to get out without any explanation. I refused. He went purple, turned around and left. Within twenty minutes, a smug looking Molly arrived clutching a note, which she gave to me. It told me to go to the Principal’s office that afternoon at 4 pm.

The Principal of Bridgwater College was a man called J.C. Miles. The citizens of Bridgwater saw him as being a cut above most of them, because he wrote poetry. I don’t know much about J.C. Miles, other than that he was a philosophy graduate and must have had at least some standing in the world of FE.

When the message arrived for me to go to see JC Miles, the student who had actually been making the noise that Molly complained about went to Graham Bishop’s office and confessed. She told him exactly what she had been doing and confirmed that I had been revising and had not been involved. Bishop told her that he could see that ‘she was a sensible girl’, but ‘Sally has a background that you might not know about’. My friend did know about the ‘background’ – the background was Chilton school, W.C. Francis, my friend trying to commit suicide and prior to that my father getting so fed up with the shite academic standards at Chilton and their endless bellyaching over idiocies such as me not wearing the uniform that he had a row with them and told them that if this didn’t stop I would not be attending school, I’d study at home. Chilton told him that they would prosecute him, so he reminded them of a few laws that they were breaking. My parents were not prosecuted and I studied for my O levels at home for the final few weeks of ‘school’.

Bishop did not tell JC Miles that ‘the sensible girl’ had been to see him and had fessed up. So I arrived at JC Miles’s office later that afternoon and received a bollocking for ‘riding roughshod over Mr Bishop’, ‘abusing the library facilities’ and was told that I was now suspended from College. I started crying, because by then I was totally fed up with the constant aggro and baseless accusations from Pam Sellars and her mates and I yelled ‘but I haven’t done anything, it was Clare and she has told Mr Bishop that it was her’. JC Miles looked mortified and said ‘I wasn’t told that’. So I told him to speak to Clare and Bishop for confirmation. By now, I had missed the last bus back to my house, so JC Miles ended up giving me a lift home. He changed his approach completely, he was friendly, chatty, talked about university and poetry and we discussed Descartes. When he dropped me off, he told me to go and see him again the following week, because he would ‘take a personal interest’ in my progress.

When I next went into College, it was all over that I had been spotted by the caretaker – a friend of Pam Sellars’s – being escorted off the premises and herded into JC Miles’s car. So it was even a bigger shock when everyone found out that I hadn’t been put in prison, I had been given a lift home and had enjoyed a conversation about philosophy.

Graham Bishop never came near me again, although I did not receive an apology. I sat my A levels a few weeks later and ended up doing quite well in them. Indeed the biggest laugh of all was that I was one of the highest performers, my name appeared in the ‘Bridgwater Mercury’ and when JC Miles went to give a speech at Chilton school in September, he mentioned their former star pupil, me. I was, I understand, described by JC Miles as ‘a very nice girl’.

Now then Dafydd, WHERE did this account of my insanity at Bridgwater College come from? I had no more contact with the Bridgwater College lecturers after I was declared – ON STAGE IN FRONT OF AN AUDIENCE! – to be a ‘very nice girl’.

JC Miles is now dead, so we can’t ask him. Graham Bishop, while I was still at university I think, became the Principal of some sort of educational establishment outside of Somerset, but I can’t remember where. C.A. will have retired years ago and the last that I heard, he had moved away from Somerset.

 

Here’s a bit more context regarding why I have been asked to publicise this utter silliness.

There was at least one teacher at Chilton who was known to be abusing children. His misconduct was ignored. His wife had formerly been married to a leading light in the Tory Party in Somerset and when she was younger her difficulties were such that she had a child who was removed from her care. Her husband, would you believe, made a bet with another teacher when I was still at that school, that I would ‘end up as a prostitute, in prison or in a mental hospital’.

Can readers guess who those worms were in contact with? They knew where I had gone to university, because one of them, unbelievably, had posed as a friend to me, my father and my uncle and had kept in contact with us after I moved to north Wales. He split up from his wife after I left Somerset and remarried a truly vile PE teacher from Chilton. I was told that they were caught having sex together in the gym on one occasion. I received an e mail from this man’s daughter the other day, demanding to know why I had described her father as a ‘nasty wolf in sheep’s clothing’ on this blog. She has been given the full details behind my rationale, which I will not be publishing on this blog.

Now. Anyone want to make any more statements about me being dangerous? Or are you all going to shut up at last?

 

I have been told that there was an abuse ring operating in Somerset when I lived there. It wasn’t anything like as bad as the ring in north Wales, but I am told that there definitely was one, that it was linked with the gang in north Wales and rings in other parts of the country and the whole bloody lot of them got together when I refused to shut up about Gwynne the lobotomist and Dafydd because they feared that Brown and I would blow the whole thing open.

I mentioned on a previous post that when I was twelve, I used to visit a farm worker who lived down the lane and help him with his goats. I have been told that he was a paedophile. He never touched me or attempted to, but he did say some things that he probably should not have said to a 12 yr old. As an adult I take the view that he was probably a rather sad man and I’m not going to exaggerate any of his actions. He was however dealing in drugs and I’ve been told that some of those who visited his house were undercover officers and that I was filmed in his house. Because policing priorities were drugs, this man’s interest in me was ignored. He left Somerset when I was 14 and went to live in Wales. I have no idea where. I have been told that he had a connection to the paedophile rings in Wales and when I fell into the hands of Dafydd et al, my link to this man was known and noted.

I couldn’t imagine why this man, Stuart, would have been one of Dafydd’s gang. Stuart was a farm worker, there’d be no rich pickings for Dafydd with Stuart. However Brown has told me that gangs employ ‘spotters’ and Stuart might have been one of them. Furthermore, although Stuart never tried to molest me, the drug squad in Somerset was utterly corrupt and Brown suggested that Stuart may have been working for corrupt officers, or began working for them to save his own skin and that might be why he gave my name to the gang in Wales.

One thing that has occurred to me now that I’ve been told that info relating my time at Bridgwater College was gathered by Dafydd et al, was the horror of JC Miles and other Bridgwater big wigs at events in 1981 at the ‘Bridgwater College discos’ in the Town Hall. The discos did originate with Bridgwater College, but they also proved popular among other people, including a group of exploitative young men who began attending the discos to pick up younger girls. These young men used to hang out in a pub called the Mansion House in Bridgwater. They were in their mid-20s to early-30s and had been kicked out of polys and universities so returned to Bridgwater to impress the teenagers with their knowledge of the world. They weren’t what I would consider to be sex offenders, they were just a bit daft and pretentious, but on their heels came some really dodgy characters. Things began getting more and more out of hand at the discos, until at one, there was literally a gang bang in the bogs, held by a 15 yr old girl who was what would now be described as a victim of grooming. The gang bang turned into a violent punch-up when it was discovered that one of the men in the queue was the teenager’s ‘boyfriend’. The ensuing scene was quite something for Bridgwater, the police arrived and could hardly believe what had been going on and local people were horrified at what ‘Bridgwater College students’ had been doing. There were hardly any Bridgwater College students at the disco in question, the students had stopped attending because the events had been hijacked by roughnecks.

Poor old JC Miles couldn’t cope at all with the thought that the name of Bridgwater College had been associated with such an event and the discos were stopped. So then ‘Town Hall discos’ were held, which really were something…

 

Knowing Dafydd, I expect that he drafted a statement in which it was stated that I had organised the gang bang. Well I’m sorry to disappoint you Dafydd, but I wasn’t even there. One of my friends was, which was how I heard about it. I have been to about eight discos in my entire life. One was at Fiddington Village Hall, one was at Holford Youth Club, one was at Cannington Village Hall, one was the birthday party of a friend at Bridgwater College and the others were parties at Bangor University. So it is plain just what a life of disco-heavy excess that I have led.

 

The ‘sensible girl’ with whom I was friends at Bridgwater College went to study medicine at the Welsh National School of Medicine in Cardiff and is now a consultant surgeon. I lost touch with her after Dafydd et al came after me. There are suspicions that they nobbled her, but I have not been given evidence. She did know about, even as a medical student, serious wrongdoing at the University Hospital, Cardiff, as did the man who later became her brother-in-law, who was also a medical student at the Welsh National School of Medicine. Brown’s best friend from Haygrove/Bridgwater College became a Top Doctor as well, he went to Westminster Hospital Medical School and now works as a Top Doctor in Somerset. I really do hope that those two friends of ours did not become corrupted, they definitely were not when they entered medical school.

Another student from Bridgwater College who knew me but only vaguely – he was in the year below me – went to do medicine at Southampton and is now a consultant obstetrician/gynaecologist, Bruce Ramsay. He was friends with one of the Top Doctors who was working at St George’s when I worked there, that particular Top Doctor becoming notorious after he told one of my colleagues that ‘I don’t have sex with medical students because it isn’t a woman’s place to be a doctor, I just have sex with nurses’.

‘Ah, your life in their hands, the doctors and nurses they were wonderful.’

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I have been told that there are concerns that Bruce Ramsay may have been involved in smearing me, but I have been given no firm evidence that he did. Bruce Ramsay will certainly remember Pam Sellars, him pointing out her numerous mistakes in front of the rest of the class provided endless entertainment for her victims.

I have mentioned previously on this blog that a number of girls whom I knew at school and Bridgwater College went into nursing. I have been told that some of them knew what happened to me in north Wales and that possibly, one of them, Ruth Moore, used the information for her own benefit. Ruth’s family lived in the same village as Brown’s parents and knew Brown’s mum well. I wrote to Ruth for a few years after we left Somerset. The last letter that I wrote to Ruth was written just after I’d been forced out of my job at St George’s, when Dafydd et al were in full cry. Ruth had just got married and was living near Nottingham. Where of course I had encountered massive research fraud and wrongdoing just three years previously (see post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’). Ruth was working as a nurse tutor by then, which was a bit weird because when we wrote to each other before I went to work for the Cancer Research Campaign Laboratories at  Nottingham University, Ruth told me that she’d had enough of nursing, that there was much wrong with the profession and that she was going to go into primary teaching. Ruth trained at one of the London hospitals which was crawling with corruption – I think it was either Hammersmith or Great Ormond Street Hospital.

Ruth is now ‘Network Manager/Lead Nurse at Staffordshire, Shropshire & Black Country Neonatal Operational Delivery Network’. That’s the Staffordshire/Shropshire/Black Country which hosted an paedophile gang with links to Dafydd and of course the Staffordshire which has the lethal, dangerous NHS. Ruth’s Linked In indicates that she’s come a long way since she received my last letter in 1991:

University of Derby, BSc Advanced Nursing Practice, 1999-01; Acting Senior Educator, Nottingham Neonatal Service, 2000-02; Mid-Trent Neonatal Network Practice Development Co-Ordinator, 2002-04.

In 2012, Ruth-less did a Masters course at Birmingham City University in the Social Care Assessment of Vulnerable Wimmin!

Would you like Brown and me to send you some of our publications on the ways in which the NHS and social care services assist and collude with the abuse of vulnerable wimmin Ruth-less?

 

Other observations re my days at Bridgwater College. At one point, one of the lecturers asked one of my friends if she’d like a babysitting job, because he had friends who wanted a babysitter. She said yes and began babysitting. After a few weeks she told me that she was really worried, because the man whom she was baby sitting for – who was married – had starting making moves towards her and had made it very clear that he expected sex as well as babysitting from her. She had decided that she was going to leave the job, but didn’t know whether she ought to tell the lecturer who had sought her out to babysit. She wasn’t under 16, but she did feel massively pressurised and she had no idea whether the Bridgwater College lecturer knew that his friend did this sort of thing. I don’t think that she did ever tell the lecturer what his friend expected in addition to the babysitting.

There was one married lecturer at Bridgwater College who had a relationship with a student, not a mature student either. JC Miles was horrified and told him to end it. The lecturer concerned didn’t like JC Miles, continued the relationship and from then on was as rude as possible in public to JC Miles. Bridgwater was a small place and the wife of the lecturer concerned was known to many staff and students and was incredibly upset about her husband’s conduct.

 

Not long after I left Bridgwater College, a new member of staff arrived who later became a big name in education. I never met her, but I heard a lot about her because Brown’s mum at one point was working as a lecturer for the summer schools at Bridgwater College and knew this person quite well. The person in question was a domestic science teacher called Maxine Room. Brown’s mum maintained that Maxine was a real problem. She was a work-place bully, she toadied to powerful people – by this time, Bridgwater College had expanded greatly, so it would be worth Maxine’s while ingratiating herself to people at the top of the organisation – and Maxine was not above lying to the senior managers for her own gain. There were also suspicions that Maxine was either having a relationship with one of her bosses or allowing him to think that she would be available for one. The thing that really pissed Brown’s mum off was that Maxine was such a princess that the whole summer school timetable had to be planned for Maxine’s convenience, Maxine refusing to work weekends or evenings. So Brown’s mum had to do those slots. Maxine also enjoyed making comments about a lady of Mrs Brown’s learning driving such an old wreck of a car.

I forgot all about Maxine Room until about ten years ago when a friend who was working at an incredibly troubled FE college in Keighley told me that the college had now been merged and was part of a super-college and the new Principal used to work at Bridgwater College. It was Maxine. I rolled around laughing and said ‘that’s the cookery teacher who was so awful to Brown’s mum’. Imagine my surprise when my friend said that Maxine was well-connected with New Labour in Westminster and was expected to end up as Lady Maxine. I got out the smelling salts at that point. The new super-college was highly dysfunctional and was mired in scandal within months but it didn’t stop Maxine. Maxine bagged another job, as the Principal of an even bigger super-college in Lewisham. It was after that when the wheels came off Maxine’s bandwagon. Maxine hit the headlines of the educational press as the first super-head of an FE college to lose her job after a truly terrible inspection report.

I googled Maxine a while ago. She was calling herself Dr Maxine Room – she shouldn’t have been, because she only had an honorary doctorate – and had of course set up her own ‘consultancy’. Upon receiving her honorary doctorate from Bristol University, Maxine gave an inspiring speech about being an inspirational Black Woman Leader who’s old mum and gran told her that education was the route to success so Little Black Maxine became a cookery teacher. Maxine’s narrative was a sort of less traumatised version of that of Constance Briscoe aka Miss Pissabed, an Inspirational Black Woman friend of Michael Mansfield’s, who was the First Inspirational Black Woman Judge in the UK who specialised in child protection and mental health and who subsequently went to prison for perverting the course of justice.

Maxine now features on the website of the Helena Kennedy Foundation, which tells us that:

Maxine is an experienced Chief Executive and strategic leader who was appointed Principal and Chief Executive of Lewisham College in September 2009. Lewisham College was awarded Learning and Skills Beacon status in 2004 and gained a Beacon Award for the strength of its links with employers in 2007.

Previously Maxine held the post of Principal and Chief Executive of Park Lane College, Leeds. Followings its merger with Keighley College in 2007, this college grew to over 38000 students.  Maxine was instrumental in instigating the merger of three colleges in Leeds to form the Leeds City College and became the Principal of Park Lane Campus, Leeds City College before moving to Lewisham. Prior to taking up the post in Leeds, Maxine was Principal of Swansea College.

Maxine has always worked in further education and is passionate about education, training and skills and equality and diversity.  She has a vast experience of the business of further education including curriculum and quality, employer engagement, community development, merger and capital build.   Maxine’s career started in teaching at Bridgwater College, Somerset and progressed to management roles there and at Filton College, Bristol before taking up the post at Swansea. As a Principal of a large inner-city college serving a diverse and multi-cultural population, Maxine represents the institution on a number of groups and Boards including the 157 Group, London Capital Colleges and is a Board member for the Northern Ballet Theatre.  Maxine is a mentor for the Black Leadership Initiative.

So it’s the usual story of Inspirational Leadership then:

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I keep forgetting one major factor whenever people tell me that what happened during my days in Somerset did matter when Dafydd et al came after me. It is that Gary Glitter lived in Somerset for a long time, he lived at Wedmore. Gary Glitter was known to be abusing children for years before the law caught up with him and it wasn’t that Gary Glitter was having sex with girls two days before their 16th birthdays either. Gary Glitter committed serious offences against girls as young as eight. I used to hear stories from Somerset about Gary Glitter having traumas and attempting suicide. I am wondering if, as in the case of George Thomas aka Lord Tonypandy, Gary Glitter’s distress was linked to enquiries about his activities with children and his fears that he was about to be caught.

Dafydd’s mate and protector Professor Robert Owen (see post ‘In Memoriam – Professor Robert Owen’) had a daughter who lived/lives in Somerset, not that far from Wedmore and Ian Dunbar, the tame Prison Service Regional Director who was used to conceal the fact that Risley Remand Centre was full of kids from the north Wales children’s homes and Dafydd’s patients when the Risley riot broke out in 1989, also lived on the Somerset levels, not a million miles away from Wedmore (see post ‘Include Me Out’).

 

 

I need to mention Bath as well. Bath was always much grander than the rest of Somerset and was inhabited by celebs, city gents and the seriously rich, long before the rest of Somerset became gentrified. Bath saw action in 1983, because it was the location of the family home of Sara Keays, Cecil Parkinson’s secretary and mistress. Parkinson resigned as Trade Secretary in Oct 1983, after it became public that Sara was expecting his baby.

Sara had been in a twelve year relationship with Parkinson and was a fully paid up Tory herself when she was unceremoniously dumped by Parkinson after she refused to have an abortion, as requested by Parkinson who had previously voted to restrict abortion rights. Sara had hoped to become a Tory MP and I think that her father, Colonel Hastings Keays, was an active Tory as well.

It was later revealed that Parkinson was going to leave his wife for Sara, but it was Thatch who persuaded him not to. Thatch banged on about Cecil’s ‘poor wife’ – well there was also a ‘poor mistress’, someone was going to get hurt unless Cecil took up polygamy which would have been rather more honourable than what he did end up doing – but it was widely suspected that Thatch was desperate not to lose old Cecil from her inner circle and wanted him back in the Cabinet again asap.

Cecil was indeed rehabilitated. On 13 June 1987 he was appointed Energy Secretary, a post he retained until 24 July 1989. One of Cecil’s Ministers at Energy was Sir Peter Morrison, who was at the time abusing kids in care in north Wales and in other locations (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’). Cecil was then Secretary of State for Transport, 24 July 1989-28 Nov 1990. When William Hague became leader of the Tory Party in June 1997 – just over a year after Hague orchestrated the cover-up which was the Waterhouse Inquiry – he appointed Parkinson as Chairman of the Conservative Party, a post Parkinson held until June 1998. So Parkinson was Party Chairman while Ronnie Waterhouse took evidence from witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and called them liars and while Dafydd and the gang busted a gut to frame me for an offence and then have me transferred to Jimmy Savile’s place of employment! Cecil Parkinson had previously been Party Chairman, 14 Sept 1981-11 June 1983.

Cecil Parkinson was an active Freemason.

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Thatch and Sara Keays believed that Parkinson was an ‘attractive, charming man’.

Cecil Parkinson

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Parkinson might have been in need of a bit more Brylcreem, he hadn’t quite equalled Gwynne the lobotomist or Ronnie Waterhouse.

 

The Keays family went into a state of shock at their treatment at the hands of Parkinson and the wider Tory Party – they were subjected to an intense smear campaign by the Party and by the Tory-supporting press. Sara’s baby Flora was born quite severely disabled. Parkinson refused to ever see Flora and never communicated with her or sent her birthday cards etc.

At the time of the revelation of Parkinson’s relationship with Sara Keays in 1983, Parkinson made much of what he described as ‘the volume of letters in support’ that he received. As numerous members of the Conservative Party attacked Keays, Edwina Currie said ‘I feel very very sorry for Cecil and his family. Most of my thoughts on Sara Keays are unprintable. Perhaps the most polite thing to say is she’s a right cow’.

Well Edwina, I wouldn’t have gone public like Sara did, domestic scraps like that are best conducted in private, but as someone who spent a considerable time shagging John Major while you were both married to other people yet preaching monogamy to the rest of the world – ‘Back To Basics’ anyone? – and more importantly as someone who knew that Peter Morrison was molesting children and that because of this, the lives of a group of young people who were witness to Dafydd et al were destroyed to save a few reputations that were most definitely not worth saving, I’m not sure that you were in a position to denounce anyone as a cow.

Edwina was also at the scene of the crime when her colleague in the Dept of Health, Trumpers, appointed Jimmy Savile to a management position in Broadmoor, a position for which Edwina knew that Savile was unsuitable (see post ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’). However Edwina is on record as saying that although Savile was a nasty piece of work, he did promise Thatcher’s Gov’t that he’d threaten and blackmail the Angels staffing Broadmoor into ceasing their massive fiddles and embezzling.

Why might those Angels at Broadmoor have been so uncontrollable? Er, how about the knowledge that they would have had that many of their ‘dangerous’ patients were nothing of the sort but were people who had been molested by social workers, Top Docs, celebrities and even politicians?

 

In 2002, Channel 4 made a documentary about Sara and Flora, in which Flora spoke about the father who refused to have anything to do with her. If I was Sara I wouldn’t have wasted my breath telling Flora about the old hypocrite, whatever use would a father like him have been. I’m not sure that Cecil was much more use to the children whom he fathered with his wife whom he did acknowledge. One of their daughters, Mary, developed serious drug problems and became involved in prostitution. She was found dead last year, at 57 yrs old.

 

The artist Graham Ovenden who was eventually jailed for a series of sexual assaults on children ( see post ‘The Village’) founded the movement The Brotherhood of Ruralists, some of whom were based in Somerset, including in the Bath area.

 

The MP for Bath, 1979-92, was Chris Patten aka Lord Patten of Barnes, who’s many conflicts of interest have previously been detailed on this blog. The good burghers of Bath must have seen through Patten eventually because in 1992, they voted in the Lib Dem Don Foster instead.

Don Foster’s biography is as incriminating as Chris Patten’s. Foster was born in Preston and attended the Lancaster Royal Grammar School before studying at that hotbed of paedophiles and their friends, Keele University, graduating in 1969. Foster received the Cert Ed in the same year and  received an MEd from Bath University in 1981.

Don Foster was a science teacher at Sevenoaks School in Kent in 1969, before his appointment as Avon Education Authority’s Science Project Director in 1975 and as a Lecturer in Education at  Bristol University in 1980, before being engaged as a management consultant with Pannell Kerr Forster, from 1989 until his election to the Commons.

Foster was a founder member of the Avon Liberal Democrats and was elected as a Councillor on Avon County Council in 1981. He was the SDP-Liberal Alliance Group Leader, 1981–86. Don also served as the county’s Education Committee Chairman and remained a Councillor until 1989.

Dr Death was personally known to some of the Top Docs in north Wales who were facilitating the abuse gang.

Foster was the Liberal Democrat Spokesman for Education under the leadership of Paddy Ashdown, 1992-99.

Paddy knew about Jeremy Thorpe, about Cyril Smith and almost certainly others. Paddy knew at least one person from Somerset who knew what happened to me in north Wales (see post ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’).

In Jan 2014 Don Foster announced that he would stand down as an MP at the following General Election.

Foster’s is a member of Amnesty and the Child Poverty Action Group, both causes which attract paedophiles’ friends and he is also a supporter of WaterAid. 

Foster was nominated for a peerage in 2015, despite having previously favoured abolition of the Lords. When accused of hypocrisy, Foster stated: ‘I want to get rid of [the House of Lords] and the only way [to do that]…is having people there who will do just that.’

Well you’re all doing a fantastic job of getting the Lords a dreadful reputation Don, but there’s no sign of it actually disappearing off the face of the earth yet. Why not invite Dafydd to join you all in there, you might as well take it to extremes. 

 

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Previous posts have mentioned that Bristol was a hot-spot for paedophiles’ friends, what with Dr DGE Wood’s family of Top Doctors being based there and Wood himself being an alumnus of Bristol University, along with Lord David Hunt, who is a Bristol law graduate and who spent a few years post-graduation involved in Tory politics in the West Country.

We should not forget that other Top Doctor, Liam Fox, who has been the Tory MP for north Somerset since 1992. Liam’s more questionable activities, including those with Adam Werritty, which no-one ever quite got to the bottom of, have featured previously on this blog. I am more interested in Fox serving as PPS to Home Secretary Michael Howard, June 1993-94. It was during that time that Michael Howard ruined Mary Wynch, after Mary had won her case against Dafydd et al  (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’). Michael Howard must have been really impressed with Liam’s abilities, because when Howard was leader, Liam Fox was Chairman of the Tory Party, 2003-05. When the paedophiles’ friends had yet another go at imprisoning me, this time for ‘threatening to kill’. No evidence once again, just at least eight NHS staff perjuring themselves. The case collapsed on the first day of the trial. Nonetheless, the corrupt judge Huw Daniel issued a restraining order against me that was unlawful and legally invalid. He also told lies to the press and those lies were faithfully repeated in the media. Days after the case collapsed, someone forged a certificate of indictment stating that I’d pleaded guilty to ‘violent disorder’. The PNC was also unlawfully amended to show a fabricated criminal record against my name. There was an attempt to strike me off the teaching register, but a junior Minister cleared my name. He was subsequently named in the media as ‘having let paedophiles remain on the teaching register’. There has been no investigation into any of this.

Liam Fox is a member of the Royal College of GPs. With whom Dr DGE Wood has held senior office for decades.

Michael Howard is a barrister from west Wales, where a trafficking gang linked to Dafydd’s gang operated. Howard is married to the former model Sandra Paul. Who, in her heyday, socialised with many of the celebs and VIPs who were known to be utilising the services of vulnerable young people working in the sex industry. Sandra’s first husband was Robin Douglas-Home, the nephew of the former PM Alec Douglas-Home. Robin’s affair with Princess Margaret took place at the time of his split from Sandra. Robin committed suicide three years after his fling with Princess Margaret (see post ‘An Appalling Vista’). Margaret’s husband Lord Snowdon was the bisexual, drug using son of a Welsh Top Doctor. Snowdon used to visit the Caernarfon area and it is alleged that when he was younger he used the services of rent boys. When he was elderly, Snowdon’s mistress was Marjorie Wallace, the Top Doc’s wife and ‘mental health campaigner’ who’s campaigning was directed at incarcerating dangerous mental patients and ensuring that Top Doctors involved in the abuse of vulnerable people were allowed to continue unhindered. I wrote to Marjorie giving her full details of the abuses at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh in the late 1980s. I did not receive a reply. See post ‘One Dangerous Fucker’.

 

I have been told that it might be worth mentioning the names of two other people who were at Bridgwater College with me, although no-one has told me that they were used to smear me. The concern is that Neil Hamilton, Aberystwyth law graduate and the Tory MP for Tatton, 1983-97, who socialised with Sir Peter Morrison and who lost his seat after the Ian Greer Associates lobbying scandal – with which Morrison was also involved – may have encountered them. The two students were Sally Sparks and Christine Skeats, who both went to Hatfield Poly in the early 1980s, while Hamilton taught there. Christine went into teaching and I think that she is now a Headteacher in England somewhere. Christine’s mum knew Brown’s mum, they lived in the same village and it is likely that Christine might have known what was happening to me as Dafydd et al did everything possible to protect Peter Morrison…

 

I have mentioned before on this blog that I have been asked by people what the illness that I experienced which took me into the hands of the paedophiles’ friends actually was. I am of the opinion that when I was much younger, I had a fairly serious mood disorder of a stereotypical, near text-book type. It was never managed properly because the Top Doctors had no interest in treating patients, they were far too busy running a trafficking gang. It was Brown who looked after me during my bouts of severe depression, without him I would have died. I believe that I could have been up and functioning properly again years before I eventually was, but because I was caused so much distress by a bunch of gangsters, I just was never given the breathing space to recover. When I finally walked away from them – after I realised that it was only a matter of time before they either succeeded in having me imprisoned or killed me – within two years I had a PhD and I then acquired an impressive publication list as a result of six or so years working as a researcher at Bangor University. My life was destroyed all over again when I was subjected to an unprovoked violent assault which resulted in me being injured by someone whom I was told was the daughter of a Welsh barrister who was well-known for this sort of thing, ‘but her dad gets her out of trouble every time’.

My life wasn’t destroyed by the assault, it was destroyed because when I went to Aberystwyth Police Station to report the assault, the police called a paramedic to assess my injury. Unfortunately the police had seen on their computerised record that I ‘had a history of mental illness’, so the paramedic called a fucking Top Doctor and a mental health team ‘just in case’. Who refused to document my injuries and sectioned me, insisting that I be taken to the Heddfan Unit at Wrexham Maelor Hospital. Some hours after I arrived at the Heddfan Unit, the staff there sheepishly admitted that my detention was unlawful because no-one had signed the documentation and I was thus free to go. So I did. For some unfathomable reason, the Heddfan Unit then called the police, reported me missing and my mugshot appeared in the ‘Daily Post’ as an escaped patient. I was located ‘safe and well’ – I was actually on holiday – only to find that a few days later I was reported AGAIN by the Betsi as an ‘escaped patient’. I appeared once more in the ‘Daily Post’ and was picked up by the police. Because I was an escaped patient. It took me a year to get out of the clutches of the maniacs who broke the law repeatedly and maintained that I was ‘seriously mentally ill’ because I had a history of ‘violent assaults on people’ and I believed that there was a paedophile ring in operation in north Wales and that the mental health services were abusing patients. While I sat in a locked ward, a whole series of people who had been involved with the paedophile ring in north Wales were convicted as a result of Operation Pallial. The Betsi was also placed under investigation as a result of the abuse of mental health patients in Tawel Fan. When I finally got away from the clutches of the Top Doctors, I fled the area.

The barrister’s daughter who attacked and injured me in broad daylight in front of witnesses was never even interviewed.

Previous posts tell the story in detail…

The irony is that I had my first major depressive episode when I was 17 and at Bridgwater College. Everyone ignored it and it was Brown who helped me through it. Offers of ‘help’ for my ‘serious mental illness’ only began arriving thick and fast a few years later when I complained about the dreadful behaviour of Top Doctors who were running a trafficking ring. The ‘help’ being deemed to be necessary of course being a few years in Broadmoor. After all, everyone could testify that even as a teenager at Bridgwater College, I’d been quite mad…

Let’s just stop all the help shall we? It’ll be much easier all round. I was an academically able kid who went to a dysfunctional, failing school run by an utter incompetent and staffed by some at least who were abusers and I got to university against what were fairly high odds in those days. When my father heard that my name had been announced at Chilton Trinity School as a successful old pupil, he noted that I had got to university in spite of Chilton, not because of it. He was quite right. And I am still alive in spite of the dear old NHS, not because of it. A great many people received generous salaries in schools, in colleges and in their various roles in the welfare state to provide me with a ‘service’. Brown and a few other friends did virtually everything that those salaried people were paid to do.

Just after graduation, I sat in a sitting room on Anglesey with some other new graduates discussing politics. A dedicated Labour voter was in the room, a big fan of the Windbag, who stated that ‘money ought to be poured into the NHS and state schools’. The person who said that was Sarah Jenkins, who had just graduated from Bristol University. Sarah was back on her home territory of north Wales, while she waited for a place to do clinical psychology. She was renting accommodation on favourable terms from her mother’s friend, Dr D.G.E. Wood, the corrupt GP who was facilitating the trafficking ring. Sarah’s dad was Prof David Jenkins, who worked at Bangor University when the place was run by the paedophiles’ friends and Dafydd. Sarah’s mother was Sheila Jenkins, a psychiatric social worker, who was one of those abusing patients and a colleague of the paedophile gang. I was told a few years ago that Sarah ‘had gone into mental health like her mother and was helping people’.

The appalling Sheila Jenkins died a few years ago. She had a miserable last few years, after being left completely paralysed by a stroke. One day her friend went over and found Sheila Jenkins lying on the floor crying. It transpired that the ‘carers’ had been abusing her. Jenkins asked her friend ‘why can’t people just be kind to each other?’ Jenkins’s friend was also a mental health social worker, as was her husband. They had worked with Dafydd when he was illegally imprisoning victims of the paedophile ring in the dungeon at Denbigh. Those in the dungeon probably wondered why people just couldn’t be kind to each other.

As ye sow, so shall ye reap paedophiles’ friends. You’ve driven every decent person out of health and social care. These are the only ones left in the system:

 

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Get pouring, fill that trough, Sarah Jenkins needs a salary, she’s not going to be an Empowered Service User is she.

 

Investigating historical child abuse? Oh please, just give it a rest. As the Old Gits used to say on ‘The Fast Show’, ‘piss off, bugger off, sod off’.

 

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This blog has already featured many people who knew me who used their knowledge of what happened to me at the hands of Dafydd et al for personal gain, often in the shape of securing jobs or promotions. I’m revisiting some of these people in this post, but now I’ll explain the links between them.

 

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I’ll begin with Dr Dee Gray – formerly known as Dee Jones – as well as a frequent star of this blog, Meri Huws. Dee and Meri both worked at Bangor University when I did my PhD there and for a few years subsequently as well. I have discussed Dee previously, but not by name. However, what she did was disgusting and the paedophiles’ friends won’t stop squealing, so I’m naming her now.

Dee is a former Angel from Liverpool who shared an open plan office with me and Meri was Head of the Dept of Lifelong Learning. Meri was subsequently appointed PVC for Welsh Language and Cultural Affairs at Bangor, which resulted in comparisons between Meri and Sir Les Patterson, the Cultural Attache. Meri’s promotion also led to even more bawdy jokes circulating than had been doing the rounds previously, as a result of allegations that she had only landed the job as a result of pressure on the University from the Welsh Gov’t after Meri had relationships with Welsh Gov’t Ministers Alun Pugh and Andrew Davies and was rumoured to have had a fling with Rhodri Morgan as well (see post ‘People With Energy’). Regular readers will know that in the 1980s Meri was a ‘community social worker’ for Gwynedd Social Services on the Maesgeirchan estate in Bangor, which was the location of Ty’r Felin children’s home. Kids at Ty’r Felin were severely abused and trafficked to local venues where they were sold for sex and boys were taken to Dolphin Square in London as well (see post ‘Are You Local?’). I suspect that it was Meri’s role in or knowledge of this which was her real source of influence, rather than her multiple flings with people in the Welsh Gov’t, although that will have helped.

Meri was widely loathed by other paedophiles’ friends, but because they are all utterly pathetic and not very good at anything, the whole lot of them rely upon their own and each others’ pasts as paedophiles’ friends to land jobs and research grants. One person who particularly loathed Meri was Dee. Dee was a source of crude comments about Meri – references to Meri’s ‘oral skills’ were made when Meri’s many roles on bodies concerned with the Welsh language were mentioned and it was also observed that Meri was indulging in ‘animal behaviour’ as she tripped over herself in her unsuccessful attempts to bag another man who would have given her career a boost.

The irony was that whilst Dee sat in our office hurling insults at Meri, Dee was manager of a NHS ‘risk assessment’ project in collaboration with the NW Wales NHS Trust, the funding of which had been obtained by Meri. My post ‘Inside Information About A Hergest Unit Death’ discussed how Dee’s colleagues on the risk management project – Patricia Gaskell, the solicitor for Ysbyty Gwynedd and John Bowles, the risk manager for the NW Wales NHS Trust – were two of the very people who were failing to investigate serious complaints and perverting the course of justice and destroying/fabricating evidence in order to secure convictions against patients who had complained. When Dee had project meetings, the drinks and nibbles would be carefully placed on tables next to my desk, so the delightful Mr Bowles would stand next to me reading the papers on my desk, having a good look at what was on my computer screen and listening in to my phone calls.

Whilst I worked in that office, someone rifled through my desk and accessed my computer when I was out of the office. I suspected that it was Dee or an accomplice. Then John McTernan’s brother-in-law stole my computer.

I have covered the excesses of Dee and Gaskell and Bowles in previous posts, as well as Dee’s anger when she saw that Brown and me had appeared in the lay press discussing the slaughter in the mental health services in north Wales. Days after the piece about the mental health services appeared – I had also previously featured in ‘The Guardian’ in an article about HE policy – Dee approached me in private and asked me if I could get an article about Bangor University in the press. I presumed that she meant an article about some aspect of the University’s research – I thought that she was angling for a free plug for her lame NHS propaganda. Er – no. When I asked Dee what she was thinking of, she told me that I ought to write an article about the VC, who was ‘causing so much damage to the university’. This was the VC who had challenged the paedophiles’ friends and who was at that time under full attack from them. I said no and days later Dee screamed at me that me writing about the NHS was damaging her career.

In fact Dee did really well out of me. She was in the office on the day that I was showing a friend the letter that Alun Davies had written and CC’d to Top Docs and other managers in which he detailed his plans to fit me up in court. She called across the office that Alun Davies should be ‘exposed and pilloried in the press’. Then Dee let the NW Wales NHS Trust know that she knew about that letter and screwed a research grant out of them in return for her silence. That was only the beginning. Keith Thomson, the Trust CEO, had resigned the day after my lawyers had subpoenaed him to appear before a judge in the High Court in Cardiff, who had threatened him with prison if he didn’t hand over my medical records. Dee knew about that. She knew about Dr Robert Kehoe, the ‘expert witness’, who lied in his report about me, Brown and some of my colleagues (see post ‘An Expert In Resistant Service Users’). Dee knew about the assaults on and deaths of Hergest patients; about an agreement between the Top Docs and Angels at Ysbyty Gwynedd to refuse a witness to the serious wrongdoing all NHS treatment, although it was acknowledged that this man had a life-threatening condition; and she also knew about the misconduct of the obstetricians and gynaecologists at Ysbyty Gwynedd, which had included a sexual assault on one patient. Dee herself had previously suffered at the hands of the obstetric service of Gwynedd Health Authority. She successfully sued them.

Dee also knew that there was such a serious bullying problem in the School of Healthcare Sciences that at least two members of staff had become ill and had been forced out of their jobs. One, an Angel, Jan Stanley-Smith, then joined the paedophiles’ friends of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team and the other, Professor Fiona Poland, relocated to UEA. Jan and Fiona know much about the paedophiles’ friends and the abuse of patients in north Wales and Fiona’s knowledge of the abuse of vulnerable people stretches back to her days in Manchester in the late 1970s.

Dee sued someone else as well as Gwynedd Health Authority. After her NHS risk management project imploded because neither she, Bowles or Gaskell knew what they were doing, Dee sued Bangor University, because her incompetence and deceit was somehow their fault. The two PhD students whom Dee had failed to supervise who did not get their PhDs were seething and told me that Dee had somehow shafted the University and walked away with a great deal of money, but no-one knew how she did it.

I have recently been told that Dee and some corrupt union reps used their knowledge of what was happening to me at the hands of the NHS as leverage – some Bangor University staff have dual appointments with the University and the NHS. I have also been told that Meri Huws played a role in it all.

Dee then rocked up in a senior role at Public Health Wales. Leading on leadership no less. Only the NHS would ever employ someone to lead on leadership, let alone someone who had been sacked from at least three previous jobs and who, when working as an Angel, had given the wrong advice to a man with diabetes such that he fell into a coma. In her role at Public Health Wales, Dee was given control of some purse strings. She later delighted in telling staff at Bangor University that in this role, Public Health Wales sent her to see the VC of Bangor University. According to Dee, the VC realised that she was now ‘a very important person’ and that ‘he had fear in his eyes’.

Interestingly enough, when Dee turned up, what the VC actually did was tell her that he was too busy to see her and told his PA to send her to see Meri Huws. So as Brown summarised, Dee was sent off to wander the corridors with Meri. Yeh, he had so much fear in his eyes Dee, that he knew just how well a pair of pig-shit thick paedophiles’ friends who have spent their entire lives screwing people over would get on together and he wasn’t going to waste time with either of you.

The Very Important Person subsequently left Public Health Wales under a cloud and set up an ‘executive coaching agency’ – ‘Gray’s Learning’ – and was recently paid thousands of pounds by her old mates at the Betsi for her ‘consultancy’ in teaching Top Doctors about transformational change, learning organisations and, no doubt, leadership. Since I blogged about her executive coaching agency, Dee has disappeared from the internet, but her photo remains so she can be recognised if she is bumped into on a dark night. I think that Dee still lives at Deiniolen should any customers of the executive coaching agency wish to ask for a refund. Dee’s website didn’t explain that she is an Angel who has been sacked three times and who nearly killed a patient, it stated that she was a university senior manager and a Gov’t adviser.

 

Meri of course had rather bigger ambitions than Dee. Meri’s track record has already featured on this blog, including her unlawful sacking of a member of staff because they dared have a visual impairment. A local psychotherapist who was employed by the Dept of Lifelong Learning sued Meri for unfair dismissal. Meanwhile, Meri et al were running courses in partnership with Dafydd’s charity CAIS. Someone else knew about the numerous complaints from students, the litigation and the failed ‘research projects’ run by Lifelong Learning – the former UCNW Dean of the Faculty of Science Dr Eifion Jones’s daughter, who is Prof Richard Bentall’s ex-wife (see post ‘Interesting Facts’). Richard Bentall had done his degree and PhD at UCNW whilst Dafydd ruled the roost in the Psychology Dept and Richard then returned to take up a Chair of Psychology at Bangor when Prof Fergus Lowe had expanded his empire after overthrowing Dafydd.

Fergus was Senior PVC when Meri was PVC. Fergus befriended Meri, pumped her for info – guess what and who that info was about?? – and then treated her with complete contempt. Meri eventually departed for the greener grass of Trinity St David University, where she joined other paedophiles’ friends, including some former theologians from Bangor University. One of whom was Dr Catrin Haf Williams, who’s father was the clergyman who officiated at the wedding of William and Ffion Hague (see post ‘The Battle Of The Cowshed’).

Trinity St David is located in west Wales, where a paedophile ring operated which had links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. By the time that Meri had arrived in a senior job at Trinity St David, Keith Thomson had been appointed CEO of the NHS Trust for Pembrokeshire and Dyfed. Thomson was given that job when Dr Brian Gibbons was Health Minister. The Gibbons who wrote to me telling me that our correspondence was ‘closed’ after I told him that I had evidence of serious criminal activity in the NHS in north Wales. The evidence related to Keith Thomson, amongst others.

I mentioned in my post ‘History Repeats Itself, First As Tragedy, Second As Farce’ that I have in my possession documents demonstrating that e mails sent from me to friends of mine at Bangor University somehow ended up in the hands of the civil servants of the Welsh Gov’t – it seems to have happened when Lesley Griffiths was Health Minister – and that the identity of my friends had been commented upon. This info had been communicated to two corrupt mental health service managers in the Betsi, Dr Adrian Harris and Simon Pyke. There was also a fallacious allegation that I had visited the home of a Welsh Gov’t Minister. God knows who dreamed that one up, but I expect that I went to murder them in cold blood, it’s what I’m usually up to. My e mails to my friends had concerned a vicious unprovoked attack on me – which resulted in injury – by the daughter of a local barrister. The attack was never investigated by the police because when a Top Doc was called to document my injuries, instead of doing that, he sectioned me when he heard who had attacked me. I was taken to Wrexham Maelor Hospital, where they admitted that I had been unlawfully detained – the section papers had not been signed. I was told that I was free to go, so I did (see post ‘Five Find A Mystery (Partially) Illuminated’). Whereupon I was reported missing by the Betsi Board, my mugshot appeared in the ‘Daily Post’ and I was then traced by the police to Cumbria, where I was on a walking holiday. A mental health team from Cumbria were sent to section me but refused to do so (see post ‘The Real Check And Balance – Which Was Ignored’).

One friend whom I e mailed about the assault on me also knew that I and another witness had been threatened by a rogue policeman with a gun. Why might the civil servants and the Betsi have been interested in the identity of my friend I wonder? Someone else knew that I was friends with this man as well – Dee Jones. She asked me who he was one day.

This man shared an office at Bangor University with another member of staff, Jamie Burrows. Jamie’s mum was Mary Burrows, who was the CEO of the Betsi and who came under such sustained attack by the BMA and the paedophiles’ friends that she resigned. My friend told me that Jamie was being treated appallingly at Bangor University because of who his mum was.

Fergus Lowe will have known a great deal about all these matters, but he’s dead so sadly he can’t be arrested and questioned.

 

As for Meri, not only did she get completely pissed at every University function that she attended, but she would drive back to her home on Anglesey immediately afterwards. On one occasion, a senior member of staff physically removed Meri’s car keys from her to stop her getting into her car bladdered, but most people don’t have the stomach to fight a pissed, screaming Meri, so she was frequently behind the wheel drunk. I witnessed her regularly driving whilst using her mobile phone as well. Was Meri ever prosecuted? Of course not. But then she had previously facilitated a paedophile gang with which the police had colluded. The University police officer was a paedophiles’ friend, as was at least one of the Ysbyty Gwynedd police officers.

Meri did her first degree at Aberystwyth University and claims to have a postgrad social work qualification from Oxford, but no-one is quite sure if this is true. However, because Meri worked as a social worker for Gwynedd in the 1980s, she will know that the Student’s Union Community Action group in UCNW colluded with the abuse of children at Ty’r Felin, because the students volunteering with CA used to work at Ty’f Felin. CA was the wealthiest student society in UCNW, it employed a paid manager and owned and ran a minibus in which the abused kids were ferried around. Perhaps Meri could let us know where all that dosh for CA came from.

One of the leading lights in CA in the late 1970s/early 1980s was an English Lit student called Anita Purkis. Her younger sister Ros was a student at UCNW when I was there. I was friends with Ros, she was my neighbour in hall in the first year. Ros became ill and attempted suicide after an encounter with Gwynne the lobotomist. She ended up in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh under the care of Tony Francis and killed herself a few years ago after years of neglect at the hands of one of Tony Francis’s former colleagues in Manchester. Francis knew that Ros’s sister had been involved with CA.

Meri’s neighbour Prof Bob Woods knew about Meri and the drunk driving. Not that it will have bothered him, Bob Woods is a clinical psychologist colleague of Dafydd and the paedophiles, a bit of drunk driving is neither here nor there.

Bob Woods is a lay preacher. He used to turn up at Penrallt Baptist Church in Bangor to do a turn. Some of the people at Penrallt were very nice, a number of my friends went there. Penrallt was very popular with the staff of Bangor University and local health and social care professionals, so that Church contained a great many people who knew about the paedophile gang but were far too compromised – or frightened – to say a word.

 

Here’s a few accessories who were regulars at Penrallt: Peter Brindley, the retired head technician from the School of Plant Biology and his wife; Judy and Malcolm Stammers, two former psychiatric social workers and their offspring Ben and Jonathan (see post ‘Feet In Chains’); Joan Beer, the widow of Top Doctor Bill Beer, who was killed in a car crash in Dec 1999, two months before the Waterhouse Report was published (see post ‘The Think It’s All Over – It Is Now’); Neil and Joan Rymer.

Joan Rymer used to work as a teacher at Hillgrove School, which came under serious attack from the paedophile gang and their friends when I worked as a teacher there, after the Headmaster dared challenge Keith Fearns of the Arfon CMHT when Fearns paid him a visit and demanded that he sack me (see post ‘Have The Lambs Stopped Screaming?’). At the same time, another teacher at Hillgrove with whom I was friends who was in a violent marriage discovered that Hillgrove School had been approached by her abusive husband with a Top Doc in tow demanding that she be fired on the grounds that she was a ‘drug addict’. The ‘drugs’ in question were valium, which had been prescribed by the Top Doctor. Shortly after this, I heard Joan Rymer telling her mates in Penrallt that someone was going to sort the Head of Hillgrove School out. They did, the stress of a false accusation and a court case nearly killed him.

‘What would Jesus do?’ asked a recent Penrallt newsletter. Well he wouldn’t have done what Joan Rymer and her friends did.

Joan Rymer’s friend social worker Judy Stammers was mates with paedophiles’ friend and vicious lying social worker Sheila Jenkins, whose husband Prof David Jenkins worked at Bangor University, as well as with Sally Atkinson, who was a teacher at Hillgrove School. Sally was also someone who had the knives out for the Headmaster and his wife – so Sally asked her friend Judy Stammers what could be done about him. The initial plan was to accuse him of failing to implement child protection policies. I heard the plan being formulated in the staff room with another paedophiles’ friend who held a grudge. Sally Atkinson’s father had been a lecturer at the teacher training institute, Bangor Normal College, along with so many other paedophiles’ friends. Meri Huws had lectured at the Normal College.

The cowardly attack on Hillgrove School began in 2002, but continued for a number of years. At the time, Blair was PM and his PPS was the paedophiles’ friend David Hanson (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part II’). David Hanson is married to Margaret Hanson, who is currently Vice-Chair of the Betsi Board. Margaret formerly worked as a family and children’s social worker in Cheshire, when Dafydd et al ran the paedophile gang in north Wales/Cheshire. Margaret was also a Councillor in Cheshire, as was David Hanson.

It was during all this when Brown’s mum was found dead. As was Dr Dafydd Arthur Jones, a member of Meri’s staff who was being badly bullied by Meri and was desperate to escape from the Dept of Lifelong Learning. The paedophiles’ friends knew that I was friends with Dafydd Arthur. He was found dead on a mountain, a fit man who was only in his 40s. Dafydd Arthur went to the same chapel as one of Dafydd’s contacts, the former Deputy Principal of the Normal College. The Principal of the Normal College had been Professor Gareth Roberts, who became Head of the School of Education after the Normal College merged with Bangor University. Meri and Dee worked in Depts which were part of the School of Education.

Neil Rymer, the husband of the arch-plotter Joan Rymer, was, like Prof Gareth Roberts, a mathematician. Neil Rymer had been a lecturer in the UCNW Dept of Maths, which was closed down in a round of Gov’t cuts many years ago.

Another member of staff in the Maths Dept was Dr Jan Abas, who’s daughter Melanie is a Top Doc at the Maudsley. Melanie Abas, her father and her mother knew all about the paedophile gang on her native soil and she featured in my post ‘The Old Devils’.

Some of those who had been put out to grass from the Maths Dept never forgave the University, one being the husband of Gwerfyl Roberts. Gwerfyl is a former Angel who lectured in the School of Healthcare Sciences at Bangor University. The delightful Gwerfyl’s racist bullying and other scams are detailed in my post ‘What Time’s Chaos?’.

 

The toxic brew at the School of Healthcare Sciences was strengthened by the arrival of Dr Chris Burton – now Prof Chris Burton – a ‘stroke specialist’. Chris Burton was not a complete fool like Gwerfyl et al and he was very contemptuous of her and her pals. Chris had never wanted to work at Bangor, loathed the institution and everyone in it. He took the job there after he had been obliged to leave a number of previous jobs after doing a few things that he should not have. One of Chris Burton’s previous bosses was paedophiles’ friend Professor Mike Nolan, who had previously worked at Ysbyty Gwynedd and Bangor University (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’). Chris shafted Nolan, but I suspect that before he did that, Chris Burton had extracted info regarding the paedophile gang from Nolan, which was no doubt how Chris then landed a job at Bangor University when he had become untouchable. Like all the best Angels, Chris had his bullying skills down to a fine art – he left one student suicidal after months of intense victimisation and undermining.

Chris is a high profile out gay and in his youth he earned extra money in various capacities in gay clubs and as a dancer on TV. Chris Burton didn’t know this, but one of the people who’s life he made miserable entertained themselves by watching old video clips of Chris Burton dressed up as a Roman centurion performing with a dance troupe on the 1980s quiz show ‘3-2-1′, which starred a character called Dusty Bin. Chris became known in Bangor as the Dusty Bin Dancer. So that’s the Welsh Gov’ts stroke expert for you.

 

Another old lag at Bangor University who played the same game as Dee – toadying to Meri in order to gain jobs that he couldn’t do whilst despising her – was Dr Eben Muse. Eben spent a while under Meri’s wing at the Dept of Lifelong Learning, thought that his prospects would be improved in another Dept and when that Head of that Dept was massacred by Fungus for daring to challenge the paedophiles’ friends, Eben returned to the arms of Meri and walked away with the offer of what he thought was another job. Only Meri shafted him and Eben had to beg for shelter  in the School of Creative Studies and Media, where he then tried to wreck the career of one of the best academics in Bangor University. What currency had Eben acquired which enabled him to twist the arms of people and ensure that they continued to employ him in the wake of his track record of mediocrity? Dee Jones et al told him about me of course and the evidence that I had re the paedophile gang. Furthermore Eben’s wife is a teacher in Gwynedd, so Eben and Mrs Muse are implicated in the wrongdoing in a major way.

Eben learnt Welsh at the knee of Meri and although his conversational Welsh is good, every Welsh language specialist who knows him maintains that his formal Welsh is nowhere near good enough for the series of jobs as a Welsh language specialist that he has bagged in competition with first language Welsh speakers.

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

 

My post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’ supplied details regarding Prof John Farrar, a now retired plant biologist who spent years working at Bangor University and who was a PVC along with Fungus and Meri. Farrar was a contemporary of the junior lecturer in the School of Plant Biology who was known to be picking up under-aged girls for sex, whose colleagues knew about his activities and were worried that he would be arrested. Farrar hated this man – although Farrar hated everyone – and had explosive rows with him. But not about him having sex with school girls. Farrar was a colleague of Dr Chris Wood, who was married to the corrupt GP Dr D.G.E. Wood, who was facilitating the paedophile/sex trafficking ring in north Wales. As if any lecturer in UCNW was ever going to be investigated for sexually exploiting young people…

Before Farrar retired after keeling over from a heart-attack induced by a particularly dreadful row with Fungus, Farrar’s pride and joy was the Environment Centre Wales at Bangor University. It cost a great deal of money and was very much Farrar’s empire. However there were a number of structural problems due to design faults, but no-one was allowed to mention them when the VIP guest arrived to open the Good Ship Farrar. The VIP concerned was Gordon Brown!

So Bangor University received two visits from New Labour big wigs in rapid succession. Charlie Falconer, who turned up at the behest of Betty Williams, paedophiles’ friend and the former MP for Conwy, 1997-10 (see post ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’) and then Gordon.

Betty was known to be hopeless and the world looked forward to her retirement. However as the big day neared, north Wales was gripped by panic. It transpired that Meri had her eyes on Betty’s seat and was said to have been ripe for selection as a time expired Blair’s babe. The nightmare only stopped when a delegation of local Labour Party activists made representation and firmly stated that Meri was ‘unsuitable’ to be a candidate. They didn’t have to say WHY the pissed, shagging colleague of a paedophile gang was unsuitable – Labour Party HQ knew why. It was for the very reasons that New Labour big wigs wanted her to succeed Betty Williams.

 

John Farrar’s former wife Stel worked as a Welsh for adults tutor in Meri’s Dept of Lifelong Learning and Farrar and Stel’s son Robin has for some years now held high office in Cymdeithas yr Iaith. Meri used to be Chair of Cymdeithas.

 

A helpful stranger has assisted me in joining up a few of the dots regarding events at the Agriculture Dept at UCNW in the 1970s, 80s and 90s and the possible reasons why it was a stronghold of the paedophiles’ friends. I knew that it was, but I couldn’t work out WHY. Mary Wynch had worked there as a secretary and had uncovered something so dreadful that Dafydd and the gang unlawfully imprisoned her for a year in 1979. Following that, a new Prof and Head of Dept arrived from Aberdeen University, the dreadful J.B. Owen. Under J.B. Owen’s watchful eye, the farm run by the Agri Dept went bankrupt – and after being bailed out went bankrupt again a few years later – vindictive attacks were launched against staff and students leading to an exodus of students to other Depts and academic standards were laughable. Yet one of this crew, the agricultural economist Prof Richard Howarth, became an adviser to Thatcher (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’).

The students who left the Agri Dept in droves did so because they wanted to study agricultural science, as opposed to what the Agri Dept were teaching, which was how to run large estates by extracting the generous Gov’t subsidies which were available at the time. The students who were the children of large landowners, of which there were quite a few, were very happy with what the Agri Dept delivered. The Agri Dept had no time for SSSIs or organic farming or applied biology or indeed anything but how to get those Gov’t subsidies for your estate. J.B. Owen, when still new to the post, gave an interview to ‘Farmer’s Weekly’ in which he said that he wanted ‘graduates with mud on their boots’. What he meant was that he wanted graduates who employed people with mud on their boots – Owen was making a (successful) pitch for the children of large landowners who were a bit more academic than those who went to Seale-Hayne, Harper Adams or the Royal Agricultural College, Cirencester.

 

In the 1980s, estate management was still mostly the preserve of men, so the girls who graduated from the Agri Dept in those days tended to work for ADAS (the Gov’t agricultural advisory service) or agri-chemical companies.

 

J.B. Owen was a landowner on Anglesey himself and his forefathers had provided the dosh which founded the Agri Dept. Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon – Lord Kenyon – was President of UCNW, 1947-82 and was a landowner in the north east of Wales. Lord Kenyon’s obituary described him as having done much for agriculture in north Wales. Including I suspect calling J.B. Owen back from Aberdeen University when the paedophile gang sent up the distress flare. Lord Kenyon’s son Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon was sexually abusing at least one boy in the care of the social services in north Wales and later died of HIV/AIDS. Lord Kenyon held leading roles in the NHS in the region, including as Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority for several years during the 1970s. He sat on the North Wales Police Authority, on Flintshire County Council, was a magistrate and was north Wales’s most senior Freemason. Lord Kenyon held many other roles, including that as a Director of Lloyds Bank. For further details see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’.

 

Beata Brookes, the Tory MEP for north Wales, 1979-89, was a UCNW graduate, a former social worker for Denbighshire County Council who later sat on Clwyd Social Services Committee and from 1973 was a member of Clwyd Health Authority. Brookes was involved in just about every disability charity or organisation in north Wales. Brookes’s toxic presence in north Wales caused a crisis in the regional Tory Party. She – and her family – farmed in north east Wales. Brookes’s brother was a Freemason who also held office in the NFU and was involved in other organisations associated with farming and countryside sports. To read the details that was the extreme horror of Beata Brookes’s lifetime of helping the unfortunate, see post ‘The Celtic Iron Lady And Yet More Recent History’.

 

Ian Mackeson Sandbach was another estate farmer in north east Wales. Mackeson Sandbach was the most senior Freemason in north Wales some years after Lord Kenyon held that honour. Mackeson Sandbach’s granddaughter Antoinette Sandbach is a barrister, a former Tory AM and now the Tory MP for Eddisbury in Cheshire. Antoinette’s gran Geraldine was President of the Royal College of Midwives branch in Denbigh. Now there’s a useful job for someone who might want to conceal a sex trafficking and paedophile gang who are banging their victims up in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. See previous posts for full details of the Sandbach clan.

 

The richest and grandest ‘farmer’ in the region was of course the Duke of Westminster, Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor. One of Grosvenor’s estates was in Cheshire. Previous posts have detailed Grosvenor’s connections with St George’s Hospital Medical School when that institution was concealing both Dafydd and the gang in north Wales and a related paedophile gang in south London and how Thatcher’s Gov’t allowed Grosvenor to purchase a piece of real estate in Knightsbridge worth millions for £6k in a deal which involved everyone keeping quiet about Dafydd, the paedophile gang and Thatcher’s friend and Minister Sir Peter Morrison, who was abusing children in north Wales and elsewhere. See post ‘Dates For Your Diary’ for further background on Grosvenor and his family.

Grosvenor was, among many other things: President, Holstein UK & Ireland (formerly British Holstein Society), 1988; President, Institution of Environmental Sciences, 1989-13; Life Governor, Royal Agricultural Society; Vice-President, Royal Smithfield Club, 2004-death; Vice-President, Country Landowners Association, 1999-death.

Grosvenor’s close friend was Carlo, who was Chancellor of UCNW. The sister of Sir Peter Morrison, the Tory MP for Chester who was abusing kids in care, was Dame Mary Morrison, Woman of the Bedchamber to Carlo’s mum HM Lilibet. Grosvenor was President of the City of Chester Constituency Conservative Association. Peter Morrison used to turn up for events in Cheshire held by the farming community.

Carlo was also friendly with the Marquess of Anglesey, whose family were leading lights in the Anglesey Constituency Conservative Party. Every Anglesey MP including Keith Best, Tory MP, 1979-87 and Welsh Office Minister, has concealed the paedophile gang. See post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’.

 

The Agri Dept at UCNW was a laughing stock, but it served a lot of people very well.

 

There is a farm shop and cafe/restaurant near Corwen called Rhug Farm Shop. It’s very nice, but far too expensive to be the place where one buys the weekly groceries. The shop is owned by Lord Newborough, who owns much land in north Wales, including land near Corwen and near Caernarfon. Lord Newborough specialises in foodie-things, like salt marsh lamb and he even grazes bison. His farm is organic and as one enters the farm shop, one is greeted by a huge photo of Carlo and Camilla doing a bit of shopping at Lord Newborough’s place. I think that they are mates with him. Lord Newborough calls himself a farmer and he certainly does some interesting things on his land, but Lord Newborough only felt the call of the sheep and the bison when his dad died. Prior to that Lord Newborough worked in global capitalism. You can watch a video in his cafe – or at least you could the last time that I was in there – and it tells you all about Lord Newborough’s adventures in the money markets of places like Hong Kong.

I suspect that Lord Newborough’s dad did very well out of the Tories’ agricultural policies in the 1980s and 90s, as dreamed up by the paedophiles’ friend Richard Howarth.

Fungus will have known all about it; if only the departed were still here to spill the beans.

 

I have speculated that J.B. Owen was called back to base by the paedophiles’ friends in 1979-80, after the Mary Wynch crisis. My post ‘Now Then…’ discusses Lord Stewart Sutherland, an Aberdeen graduate who in the mid-1960s worked as a lecturer at UCNW, between 1977-90 held senior roles at King’s College London and who was VC of London University, 1990-92, whilst the paedophiles’ friends were up to their eyes in wrongdoing in King’s College and London University.

Stewart Sutherland was appointed as Head of the newly created OFSTED in 1992, ie. Chief Inspector of Education, Children’s Services and Skills. Chris Woodhead succeeded him in 1994 and remained in post until 2000, throughout the Waterhouse Inquiry. Woodhead was appointed by PM John Major, remained in post under Blair and had his term extended by David Blunkett in Blunkett’s capacity as Education Secretary. Chris Woodhead was loathed by many people in education, especially the teaching unions, because he constantly banged on about the evils of ‘progressive’ teaching and maintained that nearly all teachers were hopeless and that it was his job to root them out. So a lot of people squealed with delight when it became public that Chris Woodhead, whilst a teacher at Gordano School in Bristol, had had a relationship with one of his pupils.

Woodhead lived with his former pupil for nine years. They insisted that their relationship had begun after they had left the school, but in 2015, immediately after Woodhead’s death, it was reported that his former wife disputed this version of events and stated that she had been asked to consider a menage a trois with Woodhead’s former pupil when the latter was just 17, a claim in which Woodhead’s former wife was supported by a number of Woodhead’s colleagues at Gordano and Tony Robinson of ‘Blackadder’ fame, who knew the Woodheads in Bristol.

Woodhead didn’t do himself any favours when he stated in 1999 that sexual relationships between teachers and their pupils could be ‘experiential and educative on both sides’.

Someone who did teacher training with me at Bangor University later became involved with one of his sixth formers and resigned his post to cohabit with her. There have been requests for me to name him on this blog, but I don’t know the full circumstances so I’m not going to. Keith Fearns and the paedophiles’ friends made fallacious accusations against me but remained silent about this man who qualified with me, but my former fellow student may have formed a genuine relationship with a girl who was 18 and resigned his post in order to live with her. So at the moment I’m keeping an open mind.

 

Woodhead went to Selsdon Primary School in South Croyon, then Wallington County Grammar School in Surrey. Later, he went to Bristol University, where he did his first degree and a PGCE.  Woodhead briefly worked as an English teacher at Wallington County Grammar School for Boys. Subsequently, he taught at the Priory School in Shrewsbury, 1969-72, moving to Newent Community School from 1972-74 as assistant Head of English. Woodhead obtained a MA in English from Keele University in 1974. Woodhead’s final teaching position was at Gordano School in Portishead as Head of English. During this period, he was noted for his espousal of ‘progressive’ educational ideology, something he later recanted.

In 1976, Woodhead left teaching, and subsequently moved into teacher education. He worked as a tutor on the PGCE teacher training course at the University of Oxford and held a number of posts in education development, including Deputy Chief Education Officer in Devon, 1988–90, as well as posts in Shropshire and Cornwall, 1990–1. From 1991-93, Woodhead was Chief Executive of the National Curriculum Council and also of the SCAA from 1993-94 (the School Curriculum and Assessment Authority), later replaced by the Qualifications and Curriculum Authority), which replaced the National Curriculum Council and the School Examinations and Assessment Council from 1 Oct 1993.

On 2 November 2000 Woodhead announced his resignation.

In Feb 2005, ‘The Guardian’ confirmed that in 1997 Woodhead had over-ruled a unanimous decision by his own inspectors and a subsequent inspection visit by HMI inspectors, to declare that Islington Green School was failing and required special measures. According to the head of the school at the time, ‘the consequences for staff and pupils were catastrophic’.

Woodhead was employed as a columnist for ‘The Daily Telegraph’ and ‘The Sunday Times’ newspapers. In approx 2002 Woodhead was appointed a Professor of Education at the University of Buckingham, long associated with paedophiles’ friends in high places of a right wing persuasion (see post ‘The Bloody State We’re In’).

In 2004 Woodhead became Chairmain of Cognita, a company that owns and runs independent schools. Woodhead and Cognita were reported in the press as having expelled pupils and were accused of ‘milking profits’ and dismissing a whistleblower who accused the company of allowing ineligible teachers to participate in the state run Teachers’ Pension Scheme.

Cognita became embroiled in a sexual abuse scandal when it emerged that one of its teachers at its Southbank International School, had systematically sexually abused at least 60 pupils at the school over a period of years. The man concerned taught at the school from 2009-13. Woodhead was the Chairman of the school board. Hugh Davies QC, who was appointed to look into the scandal, stated that at the school: ‘The structures of governance did not deliver effective supervision of those with operational responsibility for child protection,’ and that child protection policies were not ‘fully understood and/or implemented’ and there was a lack of training among the school’s child protection officers.

Woodhead married again in 2006 and lived in Herefordshire.

Woodhead was knighted in 2011. 

Woodhead was diagnosed with the MND in 2006. He was a Patron of Dignity in Dying and campaigned for an assisted dying law.

Woodhead was on the Advisory Council of the think tank Reform. 

 

Here are a few observations. My housemate Anne who was killed in a car crash in 1986 caused by the paedophiles’ friends came from the same place as Woodhead and attended Wallington Grammar School for Girls. Anne’s mum was a teacher in the area. Woodhead’s dad was an accountant – so was Anne’s dad. Dafydd, John Allen and the paedophiles had a branch of their gang operating in Shropshire when Woodhead taught there and later held senior roles in education development. Woodhead was at Keele University in 1974. Keele had a problem with paedophiles who were teaching on some of their courses, most notably social work academic Peter Righton, who was a member of PIE and was convicted of child sex offences. Righton worked closely with Barbara Kahan, who concealed child abuse throughout her career, including in Oxfordshire, where she and her Top Doctor husband Vladimir Kahan lived and worked for most of their lives (Always On The Side Of The Children’). The Kahans were there when Woodhead worked at Oxford. Jeremy Thorpe and his associates were still colonising Devon when Woodhead held a senior role in the education service in that county.

Woodhead went to Bristol University, as did D.G.E. Wood and David Hunt, who spent so many years in the Welsh Office concealing the crimes of Wood et al. Wood’s father was a Top Doc near Bristol and Wood grew up there. Woodhead lived in Herefordshire at the same time that Sir Ronnie Waterhouse did. Woodhead was Head of OFTSED throughout the Waterhouse Inquiry and he resigned some months after the Waterhouse Report was published. Woodhead was knighted just before Operation Pallial re-opened the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal.

Woodhead, being ambitious, fancying himself as an intellectual with political interests and holding senior positions in education, will undoubtedly have known at least some of the stars whom he found himself in close proximity to.

 

Towards the end of his life, Woodhead did something even more interesting than living with one of his pupils and mouthing off about the evils of incompetent, progressive teachers. Woodhead went to live in north Wales – in Llanfrothen. I even bumped into him in Morrison’s in Caernarfon. Llanfrothen is the neighbouring village to Croesor, the village featured in my post ‘The Village’, which was a favourite destination for high profile radicals and activists on the left during the middle years of the 20th century. They knew about organised sexual abuse in the region, they knew about Dafydd and Gwynne the lobotomist and a few of the local people in the area had been ruined by Dafydd and Gwynne.

In 2011 Thomas Merfyn Hughes, a social work manager for Gwynedd Social Services who had challenged the paedophiles’ friends – although he was Of Them – and who had also been the election agent of paedophiles’ friend Elfyn Llwyd MP, was found dead near his home in Croesor. Merfyn Hughes’s body was found some time after he died, concealed, in someone else’s garden, at the bottom of an embankment. The explanation supplied for his death at the inquest did not make sense on any level. See post ‘A Particularly Worrying Death’.

I don’t know exactly when Woodhead moved to Llanfrothen, but he was there when he launched an attack on Bangor University in his ‘Sunday Times’ column, which must have been in about 2009-10.

Woodhead claimed to have received a letter from the mother of a law student at Bangor denouncing the dreadful standards at Bangor Law School. Woodhead named and shamed Bangor Law School and a lecturer there. The sins of the lecturer were alleged to include having such a poor grasp of English that he couldn’t be understood. This wasn’t true. The lecturer concerned was Asian, but he was sound academically and his English was good. There was a lecturer in the School of Law who’s English was very poor and there had been complaints, but that was a female Chinese lecturer, so there can’t have just been a simple mis-identification. The law students then revealed that the student who’s mum had complained had gone to so few lectures that she’d barely had time to draw conclusions about the competence of the staff. Some of the law students then made allegations that this girl had been nakedly racist towards other people.

Chris Woodhead then disclosed that the student’s mother was a law lecturer herself, So She Knew and furthermore she was African, so the allegations of racism could not possibly be true. I was very friendly with a Bangor law student at the time and was given full details. It sounded very much as though Woodhead and ‘The Sunday Times’ had set Bangor University up.

The odd thing was that there were huge problems at Bangor Law School, but they were not caused by the man who had been named by Woodhead. The problems were caused by the paedophiles’ friends, who had given places to some highly unsuitable students. These included a former police officer who had criminal convictions and who then offended again and was returned to prison; two female mature students who committed a huge fraud and were sent to prison; a former social worker who just seemed to be completely nuts and spread unpleasant fantasies about the other students; and an associate of Dafydd’s who had served a prison sentence and was defrauding local businesses whilst telling them that he was a barrister. The person who gave these students places was Aled Griffiths aka the Buffet Slayer, who’s wife Joanna Griffiths was Director of Social Services for Conwy, who’s sister Gwen Carrington was Director of Gwynedd Social Services and who’s brother Huw was a grossly incompetent solicitor who spent years sitting in the courts in north Wales watching the paedophile gang fit up their victims. For more details about the branch of the Mafia which is the Slayer’s family, see post ‘Inside Information About A Hergest Unit Death’. The Buffet Slayer had previously been a lecturer at the Normal College. It was alleged that the two women who were jailed for fraud were personal friends of the Buffet Slayer’s sister.

The Slayer’s activities had made the Law School so notorious that law firms were refusing to employ Bangor graduates and the University authorities were tearing their hair out over the havoc presiding. Except for Fungus. I mentioned in a previous post that before I left Bangor, Fungus knew that I was watching the paedophiles’ friends at work and whenever I was engaged in conversation with anyone, Fungus would appear behind me eavesdropping and glowering. Fungus virtually followed me around the University if he saw me with my friend the law student.

It was at this time that I had heard of plans on the part of the paedophiles’ friends to fit the VC up for a criminal offence after his wife had died. The VC originally came from Llanfrothen. Some of his friends and relatives were still living there when Woodhead moved in.

 

Do you know anything about all of this Cherie and Blair? It all kicked off after John McTernan’s brother-in-law stole my computer and after Dee and Meri had been busy.

Cherie and Blair are friends with Michael Beloff QC. Who’s dad Max was one of the founders of the University of Buckingham (see post ‘The Bloody State We’re In’). Max knew Ioan Bowen-Rees, the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council when the paedophile ring operated within the Council’s children’s homes (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’). Michael Beloff was the legal adviser to the insurers of Clwyd County Council – he was responsible for ensuring that the Jillings Report was not made available to anyone but the Council’s insurers and lawyers (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’). One member of the Jilliings Panel was a social work academic at Keele University.

 

As for David Blunkett who thought that Woodhead was a jolly good thing – when Blunkett was Home Secretary, he gave a resident of a village near Caernarfon a Citizens Award and she was later awarded an MBE. Her neighbours were horrified. She had carried out vigilante action against people who dared to have mental health problems, had appeared in the local paper commenting on black people who are violent and then one of her family was imprisoned for the rape of a girl under seven yrs old.

It was Blunkett who used his powers as Home Secretary to extend the prison sentence of Howard Hughes from Llandudno, who was convicted of the rape and murder of a little girl called Sophie Hook in the mid-1990s. There was no forensic evidence against Howard Hughes, who has learning disabilities. Many of the people involved in the investigation and trial were paedophiles’ friends. Hughes had previously spent time at Bryn Estyn, where he maintains that he was sexually assaulted. His claim for compensation was turned down on the grounds that he is a convicted murderer. Hughes also spent time in the paedophiles’ prison Garth Angharad near Dolgellau. Hughes is one of three people serving the longest sentences in the UK. There are concerns that he has been the victim of a serious miscarriage of justice. See post ‘News Round Up – And Murder Most Foul’.

 

 

So stop squealing paedophiles’ friends, you’ve had a good innings. You’ve lied, you’ve cheated, you’ve plagiarised other people’s work, you smeared innocent people and fitted some of them up for criminal offences and you’ve ignored serious sexual offences and even the murders of witnesses. Furthermore I haven’t finished naming all of you yet.

 

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Yet More Crime And Punishment

The Daily Post Online today is running one of it’s regular shock horror stories regarding that which the hard pressed staff of the Betsi have to tolerate as they go about their daily heroics: ‘Sexual Abuse, Violent Attacks and Verbal Insults – The Crimes North Wales NHS Staff Suffer’. The article explains that ‘new figures reveal the extent of the appalling offences committed against NHS workers’. We are told that NHS staff in north Wales have been ‘attacked’ more than 7000 times since 2012, according to ‘shocking figures’ released as a result of an FoI request. In 2013 there were 1929 incidents and over the next three years there were more than 1700 incidents each year.

It sounds terrible doesn’t it. But these thousands of incidents do not represent the numbers of convictions – they are figures supplied by the Betsi, not the police. Neither have they been confirmed by any other body. I happen to know that the Betsi employs a very elastic definition when it uses the phrase ‘attack on a member of staff’. The statistics for such ‘attacks’ include instances of psychotic or learning disabled patients swearing – not even necessarily swearing AT staff, but merely swearing in their presence. It is entirely at the discretion of Betsi staff whether they report ‘attacks’ on them and some of those staff are known to be reporting the most trivial of incidences – particularly if the patient involved has made a complaint. I know of staff employed in the Hergest Unit who were routinely complaining of being ‘attacked’ by patients as a means of getting themselves out of trouble when the staff themselves were the subject of complaint. I know of a number of patients – including me – who were accused of ‘assaulting’ or ‘attacking’ staff after they had complained about being assaulted by staff themselves. Most of these complaints involved the same staff. Furthermore I have compared my own medical records with the records of some of the patients who contacted me after they too had been wrongly accused – the same phrases had been used about all of us by the same staff. Those staff were working to a script. In no case that I know of were the staff involved disciplined – yet there was complaint after complaint about them.

The problems with certain members of staff in the Hergest Unit reached a peak in the years before the North West Wales NHS Trust was abolished, when Keith Thomson and then Martin Jones were CEOs there. (Details of the violence and aggression that I encountered and that I witnessed other patients being subjected to can be read in my posts ‘Who Is In Need Of Restraining?’ and ‘The Real Story Behind These Figures…’.) Both Thomson and Jones were constantly briefing local newspapers about the problems of staff being attacked by mad psychiatric patients – they were undoubtedly doing this because a number of patients were consulting lawyers and writing to politicians after having been violently assaulted by staff in the Hergest Unit. A now retired member of staff from Hergest told me that they were convinced that evidence against some patients who had dared complain had been fabricated and that some patients had been wrongly convicted as a result.

There is one former member of staff from Hergest who was a willing accomplice in all of this – a nurse called Gareth Phillips. Gareth retired from nursing as a result of ill health, but was offered the post of RCN rep. It was Gareth who was happy to provide comments to local papers about the shocking number of attacks on Ysbyty Gwynedd staff. I knew Gareth for years whilst he still worked as a nurse – I never witnessed Gareth abuse anyone himself, but he certainly knew that some of his colleagues were behaving appallingly. And he knew that some patients were being arrested and fitted up for offences that they had not committed, after hospital staff had lied to the police. Furthermore Gareth knew that this had happened to me. Someone else knew about this as well – Gareth’s wife Penny, who also worked as a nurse at the Hergest Unit. I have mentioned in previous posts how under the regimes of Keith Thomson and Martin Jones, there was an exodus of the better staff from Hergest. I met one of those people after they had escaped to work in another part of the Trust and they told me that both they and their spouse (who was also a nurse) had been stuffed over and forced out of their jobs – interestingly enough after one of them warned the authorities at Ysbyty Gwynedd that the conduct of staff towards the patients was making the Hergest Unit unsafe. This person remarked that the Trust however had ‘looked after’ Gareth Phillips when he became too ill to work, by giving him a job as RCN rep. This person also mentioned that the Trust ‘looked after’ Bob Ingham when Ingham became too ill to work. Ingham was a notoriously aggressive CPN with the Arfon Community Mental Health Team – on my first meeting with him he dragged me down a corridor after telling me that he was someone else and I know of another patient who was threatened with assault in his own home by Ingham when Ingham was making a ‘home visit’. So Keith and Martin were ‘looking after’ staff who agreed to keep silent about abuse and produce propaganda for the media and even staff who were abusive themselves. The people who did not get looked after were staff raising concerns about the level of aggression to which patients were subjected. Martin Jones is at present the Director of Workforce for the Betsi. Are we surprised that florid figures about attacks on Angels are still being bandied about?

If the figures being produced were accurate, anyone spending any length of time in any of the hospitals run by the Betsi would have witnessed at least one of these ‘attacks’. I have spent much time in their hospitals – the only thing that I ever witnessed that came anywhere near to an ‘attack’ was an acutely psychotic patient throwing a book at a psychiatrist which hit him in the face. Even that incident could probably have been avoided if the psychiatrist concerned, the dreadful Raj Sambhi, had built up any sort of rapport with his patients. He didn’t – he walked onto the ward for twenty minutes once a week and spoke arrogantly to distressed patients who barely knew who he was. With the exception of that incident I have never witnessed any patient physically attack any member of staff. I have witnessed an awful lot of rudeness towards members of staff, I have witnessed patients shout and swear at members of staff – but as with Sambhi and the book, many of those incidents were obviously a result of patients being treated very disrespectfully themselves. I have asked other people who have spent a long time in hospitals in north Wales if they have ever seen ‘attacks’ on staff and they haven’t either. One of them, like me, had witnessed an assault on a patient in the Hergest Unit by staff, but had only ever witnessed disorientated or distressed patients shouting or swearing at staff.

The Post article includes a comment from Gwenfair Jones, a Wrexham County Councillor who worked as a community nurse for twenty years before she retired two years ago. Gwenfair states that ‘it’s terrifying to think of the risks that NHS staff face every day at work’. She then relates an account of how a colleague was responding to a patient when someone tried to get in her car and having failed to do that, jumped on the bonnet. Gwenfair doesn’t state that it was the patient who did this, so presumably it was someone else – who actually might have been confused or distressed rather than out to attack the car driver… There is simply not enough info from that anecdote to suggest that it is an example of the terror that NHS staff face every day as a result of their work.

Gwenfair also mentions that when the NHS followed it’s lone working policy, staff were issued with alarms. Well I know of a situation in which the issuing of a piece of equipment to be used as an ‘alarm’ was ruthlessly used by the managers of the Gwynedd Hospitals NHS Trust and their partners in crime in the Arfon Community Mental Health Team in an attempt to frame a patient. In the mid-1990s I was prosecuted at the insistence of Gwynedd Hospitals NHS Trust for allegedly making an obscene and threatening telephone call to Bridget Lloyd, a CPN with the Arfon Team. I did not make this call. Florid statements were made about me to the police by Bridget Lloyd about her being terrified of me, indeed so frightened that the Trust had issued her with a mobile phone to carry with her when she went out in order to enable her to ring for help should she meet me and I attack her. There was also a statement made in Court by the Trust that I represented such a risk to Bridget and her ‘two young children’ that the Trust had organised a safe house for them should I be found not guilty. I did not even know that Bridget Lloyd had young children. I was found not guilty. Whether dear old Bridget and the kids then took up residence in the safe house I do not know, but when I requested an apology for being denied access to NHS hospitals during the course of this malicious case I was told very firmly that I would not be receiving an apology. A few months ago my lawyer forwarded me the documentation relating to this case. Among all the documents was a memo that Bridget Lloyd had written herself to her managers saying that she had only met me once or twice, that it was many years ago and that she was sure that if I saw her I would not recognise her. That memo was written before the case against me went ahead – it was also written at about the same time as her statement about the risk that I presented to her and her children and how she was ‘absolutely terrified’ of me.

Bridget didn’t mention on the memo the circumstances in which she had met me years previously. I met Bridget Lloyd when I had been illegally detained in Seiriol Ward in Ysbyty Gwynedd after I refused to drop my requests for a copy of my medical records. Bridget was the nurse in charge of the ward. I challenged Bridget over my illegal detention, as well as over the threats that I had received from Alun Davies, the manager of the mental health services – and over the mistreatment of other patients that I was witnessing. Bridget told me that ‘someone’ had decided that I ‘should be here’ and that no-one was being abused or illegally detained. Yes they were Bridget and you knew it. Now, off down to the police station with you to provide a statement giving the details of who it was who ordered you to perjure yourself in court in an attempt to secure a conviction against me.

The article in the Post makes a reference to the case of a man called Christopher Bambrough, who was jailed some months ago after ‘threatening to knock out a nurse’ at Wrexham Maelor. Sounds nasty doesn’t it. The facts of the case are that Bambrough had gone to Wrexham Maelor seeking help for mental health problems but had been refused such help and had been told to go and make an appointment with his GP. He became distressed and shouted a few rash comments that people were going to get hurt. OK, so a man whom it is admitted had mental health problems went for help – and was effectively told to piss off. Knowing just how damn near impossible it is to now access mental health care in north Wales I can imagine how desperate and frustrated that man probably was. Furthermore, I wouldn’t be surprised if he had made umpteen visits to his GP and the local hospitals trying to get help – I have witnessed people doing this and it is quite clear that there is no way that they will get treatment. Because the mental health services are no longer permitted to refuse to assess or treat people, the technique used in north Wales is now to send them from pillar to post, around and around in circles, with everybody refusing to treat them and telling them to see someone else.

So who was it who imprisoned a mentally ill desperate man for shouting a few rash things in the direction of the Angels? It was Judge Niclas Parry, who when he was merely solicitor advocate Niclas Parry, represented one of the most vicious of the paedophiles at the Waterhouse Inquiry (see post ‘This Is What Happened To Nicola, Niclas, Merfyn, Joan and Kathryn’ for details of Parry’s glorious career, his shameful role in the Waterhouse Inquiry and his kid-glove handling of two other people involved in organised crime). Parry told Brambrough that ‘hospital staff will be protected by the Courts’. Yes, along with paedophiles and drug dealers thanks to Old Nick being on the bench.

Daily Post Online makes reference to the police ‘having to be’ called out to ‘attacks on staff’ 591 times in the last five years. I wonder what the opinion of the police is regarding those call outs – because when I still lived in north Wales I was told quite frankly by a police officer that they were sick to death of the Hergest calling them out to deal with trivial situations that the staff should be dealing with themselves. But this has been happening for decades. When Dafydd Alun Jones et al first began having me arrested in the 80s there was an officer called Sgt Tim Evans who was known to be telling people that the whole situation was farcical – a bunch of pompous braying consultants were on the one hand telling Sgt Evans and his colleagues that they were ‘experts’ and Had To Be Listened To, but on the other hand were ringing the police on an almost daily basis because I was refusing to drop my complaints about the mental health services and continued requesting copies of my own records. I was told that Sgt Evans noted just how much more than the police that bunch of fuckwits were being paid yet were demanding that the police clear up their mess. As an example of the sort of thing that the Top Doctors were doing, I have in my possession a document which is a copy of a letter written by Top Doctor Sadie Francis, backed up by her mate from the Arfon Team the appalling social worker Sheila Jenkins, complaining about me walking into a room at Ysbyty Gwynedd ‘carrying a rolled up newspaper’. Francis and Jenkins demanded that the police be called in case I was ‘concealing a knife’ in the newspaper.  I could have been storing weapons grade plutonium in the rolled up newspaper but I wasn’t – these crazy allegations with absolutely no grounds were being bandied around about me (and a number of other patients) constantly.

The Betsi told the Daily Post that their staff receive ‘violence and aggression training’ and ‘de-escalation’ training. That ‘training’ leaves a lot to be desired. It is delivered by staff who have learnt their own aggression at the knee of the north Wales mental health services – for many years, the man who ‘trained’ the local Angels in ‘control and restraint’ was a nurse from the North Wales Hospital, the institution in which victims of the North Wales Paedophile Ring were illegally imprisoned. More latterly the ‘training’ was delivered by the dreadful Alison Parry, the highly abusive nurse responsible for running the highly abusive Taliesin Ward. I have watched the Angels from the Hergest Unit use their ‘training’ – it involves jumping on patients from a height for no good reason and pinning them to the floor for twenty minutes. As for ‘de-escalation’ – well after Alun Davies, the former manager of the Hergest Unit, refused to answer questions from either me or my lawyer regarding Parry and co carrying out assaults on me, I asked Davies in person when he was going to reply to my lawyer’s letters. He stood in a corridor at Hergest and bellowed ‘shut up’ at me repeatedly. My lawyer suggested to him that this was rather unacceptable and she received a letter from Davies saying that he was using ‘de-escalation techniques’ and that they were so good that a psychiatrist had complimented him on them. I can only presume that the Top Doctor in question was actually taking the piss out of him, but Davies was far too thick to realise.

In addition to boasting about the ‘training’ that their staff receive, the Betsi told the Post that all three of their District General Hospitals have police and security on site. I have known some of the ‘police on site’ at Ysbyty Gwynedd. One of them was really good, a very nice man with an excellent relationship with the patients. This however was ruined because the Hergest staff kept telling him to threaten to arrest the patients, instead of allowing him to talk to them. On one occasion this resulted in him having to threaten to arrest a young female psychiatric patient in the locked ward at Hergest because she kept dialling 999. Yes, the Hergest staff wanted a psychotic teenager taken out of a locked ward where she was sectioned anyway, arrested and charged for dialling 999 for bizarre reasons. That policeman ended up leaving that post – and I can see why. After he left he was replaced by a Scouse Thug who threatened me over the phone when I rang the hospital to inform them that I would be attending the hospital in person to deliver a statement from a third party who had witnessed hospital staff lie about me in order to have me arrested. I’m sure that the authorities at YG thought that the Scouse Thug did a great job.

As well as on site police and security, a Betsi spokesperson also explained to the Daily Post that they employ a ‘violence and aggression case manager’. Yes, I’ve heard about this person – they’re the one whom I was told actively encourages staff to demand that patients are prosecuted even if staff don’t want to press charges. Interestingly enough, the Betsi spokesperson does admit to the Daily Post that it is ‘important to recognise’ that the figures provided ‘may not reflect the actions of some patients who may not intend to be deliberately aggressive and may act in this way by extent of their conditions’. So that’s them fessing up then. But nonetheless they were still happy to release these ludicrous misleading figures – which even they admit aren’t a true reflection of the situation.

Intriguingly, the Betsi states that there is a National Memorandum of Understanding across Wales between the police, the CPS and the NHS on how to ‘support staff’ following incidents of violence. Readers who have followed my posts about the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and the associated cover-up will remember that it involved the police, the CPS and the NHS…Those bodies understand each other very well in north Wales – and if Old Nick is on the bench, there’s even more understanding…

People who have been following this blog for a while will also remember my posts describing the scores of errors, fallacious allegations and downright lies that I discovered entered upon my medical records. Highlights include entries that I ‘had held a nurse hostage’, ‘was in prison after attacking someone with a knife’ and had ‘sexually assaulted a psychiatrist’. What’s the betting that these lurid allegations have added to the statistics that the Betsi have made up? Despite protracted correspondence with Gary Doherty, the CEO of the Betsi, I have been unable to persuade them to remove the dozens of lies from my records. Gary did agree to remove the references to me sexually assaulting a psychiatrist because he admitted that never happened – I note that Gary did not carry out any investigation into how these gross slur ever found it’s way onto my records and that no-one was disciplined for writing it. Gary has refused to amend anything else – although I can prove that the comments are not true – on the grounds that his staff told him that these things had happened and thus they must have happened. Furthermore Gary is now stating that twenty years worth of my records don’t exist because he can’t find them. I have copies here with me which my lawyer obtained previously, but no, according to Gary those records don’t exist.

How can anyone believe any statistics at all collected by this bunch of lying dipsticks?

Another former star of this blog featured in the Post article – Tina Donnelly, the Director of the RCN in Wales. Tina warns that these attacks on NHS staff affect recruitment. No Tina, what is affecting recruitment in the Betsi is the dreadful standard of care that is known to exist up there – good nurses do not want to work with negligent abusive people – and the brutal treatment of whistleblowers. The nurse who blew the whistle on the Tawel Fan scandal was sacked, wrongfully arrested after being subjected to malicious allegations and has received death threats. The staff who abused the patients in Tawel Fan were subjected to no disciplinary action at all. Donnelly has sat in the RCN throughout scandal after scandal in north Wales – including Tawel Fan – and has done nothing to take action against her members who are abusing their positions. I have read plenty of her semi-literate articles in the Welsh media demanding higher salaries for her members, or indeed banging on about the way in which they spend every waking hour at work being viciously attacked by unhinged patients, but I have not yet read any condemnation from her concerning poor standards of care on the part of some Angels. Indeed Donnelly seems to be quite close to two particularly unpleasant Angels employed at Ysbyty Gwynedd A&E – Stephen Gallagher and Andrew Parry. Please read post ‘Two Dangerous Very Dishonest Nurses’ for details of Gallagher and Parry’s lies, threats and dishonesty. Donnelly ‘serves’ in the Territorial Army along with Gallagher and Parry. For further details of Donnelly’s contacts and questionable background, see post ‘Oh To Be In Receipt Of Academic Honours’.

At the end of the article, the Daily Post chips in with their ‘opinion’. The Post maintains that ‘people join the NHS because they care…good decent human beings who want to make a difference…the vast majority of them aren’t in it for the money…these same decent people are routinely subjected to violence and verbal abuse – sometimes racist or sexual… [the offenders] should forfeit their right to free NHS treatment in the future…’

Now most people do indeed join the NHS for the right reasons – but there is a very big problem in north Wales. Until very recently a vicious paedophile ring operated throughout the region and it was concealed and facilitated by the mental health services. A lot of the people involved are still working in the mental health services – indeed one of them is the Chairman of the Betsi – and this has left a toxic legacy. These were not ‘caring’ ‘decent’ people and furthermore they were not subjected to violence and verbal abuse, they lied on oath in order to discredit people who were complaining about their own malpractice and abuse. They are using the same techniques now in a desperate attempt to detract from the train wreck that is the NHS in north Wales. I will remind the Daily Post of what happened at Tawel Fan – elderly patients were found to be crawling around naked on floors covered in faeces and urine; one patient had an untreated broken arm; staff swore at patients, trapped them in their beds by placing furniture on top of them and discussed their sex lives. Some of those patients died as a result of the neglect and abuse that they endured. The ward was shut down and the Board was placed in special measures after the Welsh Gov’t admitted institutional abuse of patients. It was the worst mental health scandal in recent years in the UK. And which newspaper carried ‘interviews’ with those staff, interviews in which staff insulted the patients and their relatives? The Daily Post.

Until the 1990s, people working in and managing children’s homes in north Wales were believed to be kindly avuncular folk working for modest salaries looking after ‘tearaways’, ‘naughty boys’, ‘disturbed teenagers’, ‘young thugs’, ‘streetwise kids’ or ‘criminals’. We now know that they were actually starving, beating and raping those kids before forcing them into prostitution and delivering them to the Westminster Paedophile Ring. When those kids told people what was happening to them they were discussed in exactly the same terms that the Post is using to discuss people whom they believe are ‘attacking’ noble selfless NHS staff.

As for people forfeiting their right to free NHS treatment – there are at present people in north Wales, particularly people with mental health problems, who CANNOT access the care that they need and to which they are legally entitled. Sometimes this is because the ‘service’ has collapsed and doesn’t exist to provide treatment, but a number of people have been subjected to a co-ordinated campaign to ensure that they will not be treated under any circumstances – because they complained about a fucking paedophile gang.

As for staff not being in it for the money – no many of them are not. But some undoubtedly are. This blog has exposed a number of scams being runs by NHS staff and those scams have been designed to line their own pockets. It is difficult to find highly paid work in north Wales and no-one but the Betsi is going to pay Martin Jones and his ilk £130,000 pa and Martin knows it. Which is why he is still sitting on that Board after years of disaster wearing cufflinks that cost as much as some people earn in a week. Martin with his rather poor degree (you weren’t up to much when you were at Bangor University were you Martin), Martin who is rumoured to have failed accountancy exams, Martin with his Mickey Mouse qualification in ‘Innovation and Change’, Martin who when he was CEO of the North West Wales NHS Trust flew first class to America on NHS expenses and lived it up with his mates for no good reason. Martin is most definitely in it for the money.

Although the Post article is about the NHS in north Wales, there is a link to an interview with someone employed by Cardiff and Vale UHB. That’s the Cardiff and Vale UHB that employs a consultant gynaecologist who many years ago was frozen out of the London circle because he was a relentless sexual harasser (see post ‘Every Sperm Is Sacred – Particularly In Scotland’).

Newsflash: Just appeared on the Daily Post website – a female paramedic with the Welsh Ambulance Service in north Wales has been convicted of assaulting another young woman. The ‘caring’ ‘decent’ NHS worker had ‘trained’ in the Army Medical Corps. Probably alongside Donnelly, Gallagher and Parry. She’s been travelling around in the back of an ambulance in a green jumpsuit for the last two years whilst the likes of the Daily Post told us that she was some sort of superior being.

As for all this talk of ‘decent’ people, in the early 1990s I attempted to enter Menai Bridge police station to make a complaint about a Top Doctor – one of those who was facilitating the paedophile ring – threatening me. What can only be described as a Ginger Pig in a sergeants uniform confronted me and told me that if I entered the police station he would arrest me. I told him that I had been threatened and I wished to make a statement. The Ginger Pig told me that he was here to protect ‘decent’ people like the Top Doctor and if I didn’t get out of Menai Bridge immediately he’d arrest me. He then pursued me as far as the Menai Suspension Bridge insulting me and told me to do everyone a favour and throw myself off the bridge. When I got home I rang Menai Bridge police station in an attempt to discover the identity of the Ginger Pig. Another policeman answered – whom I knew, because I had met him previously in Bangor Police Station after the Top Doctors had of course had me arrested. He was called Kelvin, he was nothing like the Ginger Pig himself, but he would not tell me the name of the Ginger Pig and he wouldn’t take down a complaint about him. On another occasion I tried to make representation about the Top Doctors and their harassment to an inspector in Bangor Police Station, an Inspector Beedham. As with Kelvin, Inspector Beedham didn’t conduct himself in the manner of the Ginger Pig, but no, he wouldn’t take a complaint about the Top Doctors either.

Sgt Tim Evans, Kelvin and Inspector Beedham all witnessed what was happening to me at the hands of the Top Doctors and Gwynedd Social Services. I now have possession of the documents that demonstrate that the Top Doctors et al perjured themselves repeatedly and ordered their minions to perjure themselves repeatedly, in order to conceal a paedophile ring. Come on Tim, Kelvin and Inspector Beedham, get your statements prepared and can you tell us who the Ginger Pig was as well….

 

I have mentioned in this post and in previous posts just how serious the wrongdoing of staff in the Hergest Unit and Ysbyty Gwynedd A&E was – unlawfully refusing people treatment, threatening patients, assaulting patients, lying to the police about patients, lying on oath, encouraging others to lie on oath etc. I have detailed how Alun Davies, Keith Thomson and later on Martin Jones simply did not investigate complaints (not just mine either – I knew of others who had terrible experiences whose complaints were never ever investigated). After Thomson wasted months of my and my lawyer’s time in a deliberate attempt not to investigate a series of assaults on me by his staff and their malicious allegations about me to the police, I tried the Public Services Ombudsman for Wales. At that time the Ombudsman for Wales was Adam Peat. Getting a response out of Peat to my complaint was like pulling teeth, so in the end I rang his office. I didn’t speak to Peat himself, I spoke to his sidekick – who was either a Gethin or a Geraint, I can’t remember which. And guess what – he insulted and then threatened me. Just like the NMC did when I tried to make representation to them about Sian Ruth Lloyd’s misconduct. Now I was getting pretty used to this sort of behaviour from the Top Doctors and Angels, but this was the Ombudsman’s office…

Shortly after my brush with Adam Peat’s sidekick, I received a reply from Adam himself. He had decided that he wasn’t going to investigate my complaint against the North West Wales NHS Trust. Not in the public interest. (This was at a time when the North West Wales NHS Trust had the second highest suicide rate among women in England and Wales.) I mentioned this later to a Welsh politician who was honest enough to tell me that there was a major problem with the Ombudsman’s office, in that Peat was choosing not to investigate an awful lot of very serious complaints. I now have the documentation relating to that period of time – evidence of perjury and perverting the course of justice, the altering of medical records, a forged document allegedly written by me found in the possession of the GMC, evidence of dishonesty on the part of the Mental Health Act Commission, the illegal interference with my record on the Police National Computer and the forging of a certificate of indictment on the part of the Courts among much other wrongdoing.

Looks like Adam had knowingly ignored some very, very serious stuff.

Adam Peat retired as the Public Services Ombudsman for Wales in April 2008. His final report before he retired covered the period 2007/08. This report showed that despite a 10% increase in complaints that year, the number upheld by the Ombudsman remained roughly the same. Out of 1420 complaints, Peat only upheld – either whole or in part – 139. He did not investigate 975 complaints. Of the complaints that Peat did uphold, 19 became public interest reports. So Peat was ignoring an awful lot of problems – and nearly all the 1420 complaints will have been a result of very serious problems because one cannot approach the Ombudsman until one has exhausted all other avenues of complaint and even then there are so many hurdles to overcome that no-one would ever get as far as the Ombudsman unless they had a real grievance.

So who was Peat, the man who decided that it was best to ignore thousands of complaints, even ones involving serious corruption in the NHS, social services, police, court service and probation service – for which he was paid £135k pa? Well between 1998 and 2003, Adam Peat was a senior civil servant in the National Assembly of Wales. For the previous nine years he had been Chief Exec of Tai Cymru, the body funding and regulating the housing association movement in Wales. Now my worries about Peat were always that he had prevented an investigation into such serious wrongdoing in the NHS – but his activities re housing are just as worrying. He had spent all those years involved with Tai Cymru, yet as Ombudsman he was responsible for investigating housing problems. Indeed, housing problems were something that he took a very big interest in – during his time as Ombudsman, one of his reports was devoted to housing allocation and homeless provision. So not only was Peat suppressing complaint into criminal activities in the NHS, but he had massive conflicts of interest as well.

So where is Adam Peat now? He’s back in the housing business! Adam Peat OBE is now Chairman of Magna Housing. Magna Housing is a community based housing association located primarily in Dorset and Somerset and provides over 8500 homes to let and 350 shared ownership homes. It’s annual turnover is in excess of £36 million. There is a notice on Magna’s website explaining that Magna has a confidential reporting process for employees to report serious concerns relating to trafficking and modern slavery. This organisation has a Chairman who suppressed a complaint about people involved in organised crime, namely a paedophile ring that was trafficking young people into prostitution. I wonder what’s going to happen if a Magna employee does report modern slavery or trafficking?

One of the blogs that I follow is Jac O The North. I don’t share the political views of Jac and most of his correspondents, but Jac does an excellent job of exposing corruption in Wales. There has been much on Jac’s blog concerning housing associations in Wales and the very odd things that seem to be happening in them. For example, the very great difficulty that some people even those who have lived in Wales for years have obtaining housing association properties. Many of Jac’s correspondents have written in with anecdotes of serious offenders from England somehow succeeding in obtaining housing association properties in rural Wales after they have been released from prison. A lot of those offenders have been sex offenders – and there was even a case in which yes, a whole paedophile ring were rehoused in Wales from England. When I first started reading these accounts, I presumed that these were the sort of myths one hears which don’t bear much relation to reality – along the lines of Theresa May’s anecdote to the Tory Party Conference about the terrorist who couldn’t be deported because his pet cat allowed him to use the Human Rights Act to remain in the UK. ‘I am not making this up’ said Theresa. It turned out that she was. However, it seems that Jac and his correspondents really are not making things up – sex offenders and people known to be involved with organised sexual abuse are being housed in rural Wales despite having no previous connections with the region at all. And it is happening too frequently for it to be a consequence of the general movement of people who choose to relocate. What if, as well as the network of corrupt people in the NHS, police, social services and legal services facilitating organised child sexual abuse and associated people trafficking, there were a few of them working in the housing association sector?

What do you reckon Adam?

 

 

 

So Who Was It Exactly Who Appointed The Corrupt Old Bastard?

Yesterday’s post ‘A UK Network’ explained why I suspect that the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal may have been precipitated as a distraction at a time when it rather looked as though the lid was about to be blown off the activities of the paedophile ring operating in north Wales and their buddies in the mental health services. I described how there was obviously a network of corrupt professional people stretching across the UK who were concealing rampant abuses in the child care and mental health services and speculated on possible links between north Wales and the north east of England. I mentioned the notorious Bryn Alyn Community, a private business run by a vicious criminal, John Allen, who was subsequently imprisoned for sexual assaults on teenage boys. Bryn Alyn was established in 1968 and accepted hundreds of children sent from Local Authorities across the UK. I’ve just read the part of the Waterhouse Report that deals with Bryn Alyn and it’s even more mind-blowing than the rest of Waterhouse’s whitewash.

The first thing that I noticed was Waterhouse’s mention of which Local Authorities sent children to Bryn Alyn – substantially London authorities, but also authorities from the north west of England, the West Midlands and Newcastle no less. So that pretty much confirms my suspicions regarding the locations of professionals who were colluding with those we know and love in north Wales, as postulated in previous posts. However there are other authorities mentioned as well – including Devon and Oxfordshire. But Waterhouse mentions something else that I was not previously aware of – that John Allen owned a villa in Bordeaux and also some sort of facility in Bordeaux where children from Bryn Alyn were taken for ‘holidays’. Someone else I know used to pop back and forth to Bordeaux for the purposes of ‘work’ which no-one ever actually specified – Dr Dafydd Alun Jones! Dafydd made frequent visits to northern France as well, again on the pretext of visiting ‘GP friends’ or ‘holding clinics’ – which I always felt was rather improbable. Regular readers will remember some other people from north Wales who enjoyed visits to France – Elfed Roberts and his mates! Elfed was a former senior police officer in the North Wales Police, left under a substantial cloud and then became Chair of the North West Wales NHS Trust – one of his high points during his incumbency there was to have me arrested for having pink hair, calling his car a penismobile and because he was ‘fed up’ of my complaints (please see post ‘After The Attempt To Frame Me…’). Elfed and his friends used to frequent an establishment that I remember being called Chateau de Cop – I have found online adverts for a hotel in the Loire Valley called Chateau de Cop Choux, I think that is indeed the hang-out that Elfed and his mates use. The disgraced of north Wales certainly enjoy a good standard of living – but have they not heard of something called the European Arrest Warrant? (Another disgraced name featured on the blog also has a house not a million miles away from Bordeaux – Robert Bluglass. He has (or had) a second home in the Pyrenees.)

Some of the Local Authorities had received complaints from children regarding the abuse that they had been subjected to whilst at Bryn Alyn. In 1976 Anthony David Taylor was convicted of two offences of indecent assault at Talgarth Magistrates Court. In 1975, before the Court case, Taylor wrote to the Welsh Office admitting that he’d committed previous offences against boys from Newcastle-Upon-Tyne whilst they were on a summer holiday scheme that Taylor ran for Bryn Alyn, asking the Secretary of State for anonymity for social workers when they had committed offences, citing his own case! The Secretary of State for Wales at the time was John Morris aka Lord Morris of Aberavon. But of course the Welsh Office had no idea that there were serious problems with child abuse in homes in north Wales… In previous posts I mentioned how Waterhouse used numerous techniques to dismiss or discount evidence from witnesses when they explained how they had been violently or sexually assaulted whilst in care in north Wales and ignored other evidence such as forged documents that would have set off loud alarm bells in any intelligent person. What is Waterhouse’s comment with regard to this social worker who freely fesses up to abusing children but feels able to write to John Morris asking for anonymity? Waterhouse states that the Inquiry heard from four other witnesses that Taylor sexually assaulted them whilst they were at Bryn Alyn, that the panel had ‘no reason to doubt the truth of any of the complainants’ but that Taylor is ‘now retired and ill and it is unnecessary to say anything further about him’.

This was exactly what used to be said to me when I mentioned Dr Dafydd Alun Jones’s activities – ‘he’s retired’. Except Dafydd hadn’t retired, he was running private nursing homes where people alleged that they were being abused and fleeced and had been given the contract by the NHS to provide ‘substance misuse services’ (please see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’). As for when I mentioned Dr T. Gwynne Williams the lobotomist – people would simply yell at me ‘he’s dead, how dare you say such things’. Dr X/Dr Tony Francis and the dreadful Dr DGE Wood even documented that I had ‘even’ made terrible allegations against ‘deceased’ people. The deceased people had done some terrible things – and as the complaints about them had been ignored whilst they were alive it was hardly surprising that I was not prepared to keep quiet about them just because they had died. Another ‘deceased person’ who abused her position was Sheila Jenkins, a social worker with the appalling Arfon Community Mental Health Team, who lied about me to the police in order to have me unlawfully thrown out of Ysbyty Gwynedd – Sheila was also happy to slander me in the local community. I was told to stop ‘speaking ill of the dead’ at my own birthday party by a former colleague of Sheila’s husband. I suspect that the man at my birthday party had no bloody idea at all of the sort of things that dear old Sheila actually did, but the people who worked with her, as well as those who worked with Dafydd and the lobotomist, most definitely knew what they were all up to. But I suspect that it was DGE Wood’s valiant defence of those who concealed the paedophile gang that landed him his senior roles with the Royal College of General Practitioners and perhaps even bagged him his OBE…

A boy from Plymouth placed at Bryn Alyn made complaints to the police in Oct 1989 and Aug 1990 and a solicitor’s letter was sent to his social worker in Plymouth in June 1990. Devon Social Services reported their concerns about Bryn Alyn to the Welsh Office in Oct 1990. Boys from Sandwell and Solihull in the West Midlands made allegations of abuse whilst at Bryn Alyn and a number of complaints between 1988-1993 were also reported to the Welsh Office.

In March 1993 a 15 year old girl placed at Bryn Alyn by Oxfordshire Social Services went to Clwyd Social Services with complaints of physical abuse from staff and sexual harassment from other residents and refused to return to Bryn Alyn. She stated that at one point she had been thrown across the room by a male member of staff which resulted in injury. She was placed with foster parents. The next month she turned up at Wrexham Police Station saying that she wished to withdraw the complaint. Waterhouse notes that the police wanted to continue to pursue the complaint in the public interest, but the CPS returned the file, refusing to take further action. The Director for Public Prosecutions at this time was Dame Barbara Mills. All was well in Waterhouse World though – he noted that the girl acknowledged that the man who threw her across the room had a ‘very positive, caring and supportive relationship’ with her. When he wasn’t throwing her across the room. Or perhaps even sending the boys around to ensure that she withdrew her complaint whilst she was living with foster parents – a placement presumably arranged by whoever had sent her to Bryn Alyn.

Manchester and Salford College of Technology as well as Manchester Social Services were also told of the sort of things that happened to young people at Bryn Alyn. A mature student called Denis Williams had the misfortune to end up on a ‘placement’ at Bryn Alyn in 1983. He was so appalled at what he witnessed that he compiled a report and sent it to Manchester and Salford College of Technology. In Nov 1983 he was told by an unidentified ‘senior officer’ from Manchester Social Services Dept that his concerns had been fully investigated and that his report was ‘unfounded and unprofessional’. He was also told that John Allen was threatening legal action against him. Denis was made of stern stuff and in June 1985 went to the Home Office about events at Bryn Alyn. The Home Secretary at that time was Leon Brittan. No-one seemed to have mounted an investigation or put a stop to what was happening. Waterhouse notes that in Sept 1992 Denis was interviewed by a number of newspapers and BBC TV. Guess what? Denis was unable to be traced by the Tribunal so wasn’t available as a witness! Of course by the time that the Waterhouse Inquiry was held, a number of former residents of Bryn Alyn and the other homes in north Wales had been found dead. I wonder if Denis too had been found dead in suspicious circumstances by then? Because I’ve not heard of him since. But Ronnie has an explanation! ‘The picture given by Denis Williams is truly alarming…but he stayed only three days…his strictures upon particular individuals were not mirrored by the volume of substantial complaints about them’. Denis did what any good student should do – he noted everything, got the hell out of there and sent a report to the college who had sent him on the placement. He was rubbished, threatened with legal action by a vicious paedophile, alerted the Home Office in the wake of the threats, got nowhere, went to the press and then disappeared off the face of the earth. Ronnie merely notes that not many other people had complained…

Waterhouse documents that the ‘principal witness on behalf of the Welsh Office’, John Lloyd, ‘told us of a number of allegations of physical and sexual abuse at the Community’s various premises that were reported to the Welsh Office between 1989 and 1992’. In May 1993 there were two other reports to the Welsh Office of boys at Bryn Alyn who had been injured after alleged assaults.

Waterhouse was told again and again of sexual assaults and assaults so brutal that young people sustained injuries. One boy suffered anal bleeding after a sexual assault, was taken to a GP and was – interestingly – told that he had haemorrhoids. So there was a tame Top Doctor on tap as well then. Waterhouse was told by another witness that he had been tied to a tree with a piece of rope, the end of the rope being tied around his neck. Ronnie noted that the witness who related this anecdote was now a patient at Broadmoor. I wonder how he ended up there? Were there perhaps allegations made regarding his extreme dangerousness by any of the people previously named on this blog, in the face of no evidence at all? Or had the poor sod been driven crazy after a few years at Bryn Alyn? (Waterhouse notes that placements at Bryn Alyn were long-term, most being about three years.) There were other allegations of abuse against the man who tied this person to a tree – but Ronnie concludes that the evidence was ‘so limited’ that he was ‘not persuaded he was party to child abuse’. (Of course if someone really wasn’t going to be party to child abuse at Bryn Alyn they’d walk out after three days. And find that they were called a liar and then find themselves threatened with legal action.) A young woman gave evidence that when she was at Bryn Alyn as a teenager, she was forced into a chair by two staff and strong bleach was rubbed into her scalp. Her hair subsequently fell out. Other people gave evidence that they were punched, kicked and thrown around. But all poor old Ronnie could do was observe that these were ‘troublesome’ children, that some former residents were ‘too emotionally disturbed to give oral evidence and be cross examined’, that staff hadn’t had training in restraint so were just doing their best really, that one man constantly accused of violently assaulting children was ‘strong, a disciplinarian’ but ‘fair’…

It just goes on and on, as this silly old fucker was confronted with the most damning evidence stretching back over decades and constantly explained it away. Of course sometimes he couldn’t explain it away, so as he did in the case of the forged document that was compiled in an attempt to get Nefyn Dodd off the hook (please see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’), he just notes it and moves on. For example he noted that ‘for unexplained reasons’ details on the P45s given out to two of the staff at Bryn Alyn are inconsistent with the employment records of Bryn Alyn. In other chapters of his Report he notes that the dates that certain witnesses maintained that they were resident in various children’s homes in north Wales are inconsistent with the records of the establishments themselves. So Waterhouse concludes that the witnesses can’t be relied upon. Of course, the records compiled by the criminals running these institutions – criminals who had a track record of abusing children, lying, forging documents and altering documentation – couldn’t possibly be wrong… Ronnie observes without comment that the records of the children placed at Bryn Alyn had all been stored together, at a Pickford’s storage depot in Hoole near Chester and on 25 Oct 1996 had all gone up in flames, so most of the children placed at Bryn Alyn could never be traced and therefore couldn’t be invited to give evidence.

I have mentioned in a previous post that the only people whom Waterhouse found it in his heart to condemn in his Report were the staff who had actually been convicted of offences against children and were already serving – or had served – prison sentences. So what did he have to say about John Allen, the owner of the nightmare that was Bryn Alyn, who at the time of the Inquiry had been convicted of sexual offences against young people in his care and who was in prison? Waterhouse was told repeatedly of the numerous sexual assaults that Allen carried out on boys at Bryn Alyn and was also told that Allen gave large sums of money and gifts – substantial gifts as well, on one occasion a motorbike – to favoured boys with whom he regularly had sex. He was told about Allen’s violent temper, which resulted in ferocious attacks on children leaving them with injuries. He was even told that there were a number of boys at Bryn Alyn who were openly referred to as ‘Allen’s bum boys’. Waterhouse states of Allen that ‘his reputation was that of a caring and generous person’. Waterhouse stresses how staff had told him that Allen lavished money and gifts on certain boys, of how ‘kind and generous’ he was. Of course Waterhouse is aware that there was ‘some contemporaneous discussion and gossip about Allen’s predilections among both staff and residents’ and that there ‘was some talk of Allen’s ‘bum boys’ but it did not amount to a great deal’.

I had heard something similar to this many years ago when I first complained about Dr Dafydd Alun Jones. I was castigated for referring to his ‘private life’ ie. his shagging of female patients. I too was told that a lot of people thought that Jones was a nice man because he ‘helped’ patients by giving them somewhere to live and finding them jobs. The patients concerned were invariably young female patients, the accommodation that they were provided with was Jones’s own house and the jobs in question were located in his house, as nannies and housekeepers. Whilst all this was going on, five female patients made statements to a local MIND representative that they had had sexual relationships with him. As for Dafydd himself – when I told him that he was nothing short of a psychopath, he replied ‘I think that I am a nice man. I’m kind to children.’ Well Dafydd was nuts, of course he would come out with some silly, obviously untrue statement, but he was surrounded by dozens of people who knew exactly what he was doing – just like all those people who waxed lyrical about John Allen’s generosity knew what he was doing. Waterhouse had an interesting take on John Allen’s violent attacks on children as well: ‘We do not think that he was an habitually violent man: the complaints against him of using excessive force are heavily outweighed by the allegations against him of sexual misconduct’.

One allegation that victims of Allen made was that he ran a gay prostitution racket, including a number of brothels and also a gay porn business. Waterhouse makes reference to Allen’s ‘film studio’ and boys alleged that they’d been taken there and asked to pose naked, but still old Ronnie doesn’t click. Ronnie did note however that Allen continued his contact with some of the boys long after they’d left Bryn Alyn. Ronnie takes a dim view of this, mentioning that boys were ‘encouraged to live in unfamiliar surroundings such as Brighton or London in accommodation provided or subsidised by Allen….at a time when they were highly likely to fall prey to many temptations’. Temptations such as working in a brothel in Brighton or London owned by Allen one presumes.

By the time that Waterhouse stumbled through this Inquiry with his eyes tightly closed, a lot of former residents of children’s homes in north Wales had been found dead. Some had been killed in a fire in Brighton, whilst they were attending a party at which John Allen agreed to meet them. John Allen didn’t turn up but an arsonist did (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’). Waterhouse even manages to mention that a Court had reached a verdict of ‘unlawful killing’ after the Brighton fire, but then he passes on… He also mentions another witness who had made allegations of abuse against Allen – this witness had given evidence at John Allen’s trial for sexual assault and had been found dead days later… All in a day’s work for Ronnie though, he moves on to the next brutalised terrified witness who’s dared come forward, no doubt busily working out how he can discredit them or dismiss their evidence…It is also mentioned in the Waterhouse Report that the police had admitted that there were 280 ‘absconders’ from the Bryn Alyn Community between Jan 1 1991 and 19 June 1991. ‘Absconders’ in this case being kids running away from people who were battering them and raping them, rather than armed robbers escaping from the Scrubs. I bet that the police returned every one of them to the caring embrace of John Allen as well. What on earth did the police – and Ronnie – think had caused 280 kids to flee during a period of six months?

So what did Ronnie conclude was the prevailing situation at Bryn Alyn? Get ready, here comes a summary