R.I.P. Two Paedophiles’ Friends And A Poor Cow

The Torygraph has today published the obituary of Dr William Dewi Rees, a Top Doctor who is of a similar vintage to Dafydd. William Dewi Rees was born in Barry, to parents who ran a grocers and a dairy. Like many in Wales, as a child Dr Rees was involved with both Nonconformism and Anglicanism – he attended chapel with his mother but at school became involved with the Church in Wales. William Dewi followed in the footsteps of his older brother Hywel into a career as a Top Doctor.

William Dewi attended Llandovery College and then Tommy’s Medical School. He met his future wife Valerie whilst he was a medical student and she was a biochemist at Hammersmith Hospital. In 1956 he, with his wife, moved back to south Wales. Dr Rees took house jobs at Bridgend General Hospital (in obstetrics) and Caerphilly District Miners Hospital.

William Dewi Rees then relocated to Eltham, south London, to undertake GP training. In 1958 he joined the International Grenfell Association, an organisation established by a medical missionary, to take healthcare to fisherman and the indigenous people of NE Canada. Rees worked with Moravian and Catholic missionaries.

His daughter was born in 1960 and following that, for one year Rees joined the workforce of abusers at Whitchurch Hospital, Cardiff – who had links with Dafydd and Gwynne. Following this, he moved to Llanidloes where he spent many years as a GP. Rees was also a churchwarden. Throughout Rees’s time in Llanidloes, Emlyn Hooson was the local MP. Hooson was a Liberal barrister who was originally from Denbighshire and spent his career concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles, as well as keeping quiet about Jeremy Thorpe and Cyril Smith. Hooson was a mate of Sir Ronnie Waterhouse. As a longstanding GP in Llanidloes, it is certain that Rees knew Hooson. Rees was also probably aware of the sexual abuse of young people within the Church in Wales.

William Dewi Rees was a friend of Archmandite Barnabas, who established a monastic community nearby with Roman Catholic priest Father Gillespie. Archmandite Barnabas was the ‘founding father’ of Orthodoxy in Wales and he worked with Father Deiniol, who in the 1980s did some interesting things with boys in care on Anglesey (see post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’). Rees also visited Quakers at Newton. Those Quakers will have known Quakers Dr Paul Nickson, the GP in Bethesda who ignored abuse and Owain Gethin Evans, the Assistant Director of Social Services in Gwynedd whilst the paedophile gang operated within the children’s homes there (see post ‘Pets Win Prizes’). Dame Judi Dench – the Patron of the St James’s Singers, the upmarket choir in which Dafydd’s mate and protector Robert Bluglass warbles away with his Top Doc wife Kerry – is also a Quaker. Some years ago articles written by Dafydd appeared on a Quakers’ online newsletter.

Between 1974-76, William Dewi Rees was a Senior Medical Officer at the MoD and between 1976-80, he worked as a GP near Rugby. His final post was as Medical Director of St Mary’s Hospice at Selly Oak, Birmingham, in the thick of the medical community containing Robert Bluglass. Numerous kids in care from the West Midlands were sent into the arms of Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales. During his 10 yrs at St Mary’s, William Rees ‘trained GPs and final year medical students’ by working with Macmillan nurses in the ‘practical and emotional care’ of the dying’. So that is why Top Docs are still so bad at looking after the emotional needs of dying patients. I wondered who was responsible.

During his years as a GP in Llanidloes, William Dewi Rees became well-known for his research on hallucinations in bereaved people. He published extensively when he worked in Llanidloes and his work also resulted in him being awarded an MD from London University. In 1971, he published a paper called ‘Hallucinations Of Widowhood’. Rees’s obit mentions that on Sundays, his wife used to go out for the day with the kids to enable Rees to pursue his research with those hallucinating widows. They probably got confused between ‘yes’ and ‘no’ as well, like so many of Dafydd’s patients did.

In 2012 William Rees published a volume, ‘General Practice As It Was’. He will have known that some aspects of General Practice have remained remarkably constant over the years. Such as the wilful ignoring of organised sexual abuse and the destroying of the lives of anyone who dares to raise concerns about it. A previous book of Rees’s in 2003 was called ‘Pointers To Eternity’.

The Top Docs are demanding more money off Theresa today. Or Fings Will Break.

William Dewi Rees was said to ‘rarely drink alcohol’ when he was working, lest he was called out at night. It wouldn’t have mattered if he did drink alcohol and was called out. A Dr Spry, a retired psychchiatrist in Llanberis, drove home pissed from the pub most nights and the ever-helpful police used to park up in a side turning until Spry had weaved his way home and was no longer in any danger of being caught.

William Dewi relaxed a little more after he retired and acquired a fondness for red wine. Which obviously he had never touched before. I expect that he jettisoned the Welsh cakes in favour of lobster thermidore as well, it’s incredible how the standard of living of Top Docs goes through the roof after they retire and no longer live like monks.

 

The sex offenders of Montgomeryshire must be getting quite worried, first they lose Emlyn Hooson, then Hooson’s wife pegs out and now William Dewi Rees has turned his toes up.

William Dewi Rees’s children are Anna and David. I don’t know what they do for a living, but they will be out there somewhere flying the flag for the man who noticed all those hallucinations in widows.

 

Peter Stringfellow has died as well. Allegedly of lung cancer, which he had been keeping quiet about. Words used to describe Peter Stringfellow usually include ‘charismatic’, ‘flamboyant’, ‘glamorous’ and a ‘businessman’. He was always described as being ‘surrounded by beautiful girls’. Peter Stringfellow actually ran a string of sex clubs and whilst some of the ‘beautiful girls’ will have been there of their own volition, Stringfellow’s establishments were also in receipt of the sort of vulnerable young people whom Dafydd et al traded in. Had I agreed to work for Dafydd, I might well have ended up in one of Stringfellow’s clubs myself. Some years ago Peter Stringfellow was featured on ‘Through The Keyhole’ and the cameras panned around his house which was full of expensive bottles of alcohol and leopard skin  accessories. After the contestants all spent time guessing who lived in a house like that, Stringfellow gave the obligatory short interview. He did what he always did. He kept repeating that his entire life was spent ‘drinking champagne’ ‘in my nightclubs’ ‘with beautiful girls’. Then he said to the audience ‘don’t you wish that you had a life like mine?’

I won’t go into the details of Stringfellow’s sleaze here – just look him up on wiki or for an even bigger laugh click on the Stringfellow’s website – but here’s a few pics of what I missed after I was foolish enough to reject the job opportunity from Dafydd and Gwynne:

 

  • Amazing pics of celebs' raunchy parties at Stringfellow's nightclub

Amazing pics of celebs' raunchy parties at Stringfellow's nightclub

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Caption fun: Cameron and Stringfellow - Telegraph

Baroness Margaret Thatcher

 

 

 

 

Just think of the events that I have missed out on:

  • Rupert Murdoch and Jerry Hall marry in London - CNN.com

 

No wonder people kept telling me how stupid I was!

Cheers Professor Bluglass! Bottoms Up!

 

 

Mary Wilson. It has been announced that Harold Wilson’s widow Mary has died, at the age of 102. I have recently blogged about Harold Wilson’s concealing of serious wrongdoing, particularly with regard to the abuse of vulnerable people in the care of the statutory services and how this resulted in Wilson creating a whole supposedly citizen-friendly infrastructure, but one which was governed by paedophiles’ friends to keep the lid on serious wrongdoing.

Mary Wilson was known to avoid public life and references to her ‘shyness’ abound. At one point, Mary was reluctantly forced to regularly appear in public with Harold because rumours were circulating that he might have been participating in sexual shenanigans elsewhere, or that she might have been. Mary subsequently took part in a few photocalls, but she did continue to keep a low profile. Mary was of course best known for writing poetry. This morning on the ‘Today’ programme, Margaret Beckett mentioned that Mary Wilson never broke her silence about the mysteries of Harold’s political life, even in the face of questions and speculation.

Here are two reasons why Mary Wilson kept a discreet silence until she died:

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Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

Here are two reasons why Margaret Beckett has kept a discreet silence regarding the paedophile ring that operated on her own patch in Derbyshire:

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Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

On Radio 4 this morning, Margaret Beckett ‘paid tribute’ to Mary Wilson, saying that she was a lovely person. She might well have been, but Mary knew about some serious crime which resulted in the extreme suffering and even deaths of others.

I have previously discussed on this blog the situation of those who doubled up as paedophiles’ friends who may well have been frightened and in difficult positions themselves. The collusion of women in particular was crucial to the continuation of the activities of Dafydd et al. Women were used as foot soldiers in roles as Angels, social workers, Top Doctors, police officers etc and their presence was used to reassure everyone that the system contained ‘caring’ people and that serious sexual abuse just couldn’t be happening, because women would never, ever stand by and watch that. They did. Women were used to lie to the police and perjure themselves in court in order to prosecute victims and witnesses because a Dangerous Patient attacking an Angel is a real tear-jerker. Men in particular were incredibly vulnerable to false allegations from female paedophiles’ friends, particularly if the distressed – or heaven forbid angry – male victim/witness could be presented as being a sexual threat to one of the Little Women. I witnessed the paedophiles’ friends have a really good try at constructing someone who had been illegally imprisoned by Dafydd et al as being sexually aggressive, because he had used the word ‘arse’ in a sentence with regard to a Little Woman who had perjured herself. The Little Woman was an Angel and actually a very abusive one at that. Mr Angry certainly wasn’t polite about her, but he in no way threatened her sexually which was what everyone tried very hard to imply.

In the children’s homes in north Wales, many of the most serious sex offenders were married to women who had jobs as house mothers. Where was a 13 year old boy who was being repeatedly buggered by the house mother’s husband supposed to turn?

In some of the investigations into child abuse in north Wales, it was stressed that a ‘macho’ and ‘sexist’ culture prevailed. It did in much of the mental health services as well, people like Slob Ingham were thugs. But the Little Women were either in deep denial or were busy whitewashing and their own attitudes to gender roles/stereotyping were rarely enlightened or broadminded. Furthermore, some of the Little Women were aggressive and sadistic themselves. June Dodd and Mari Roberts were named again and again by children in care in Gwynedd as having violently assaulted them (see post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’) and an Angel by the name of Alison Parry at the Hergest Unit liked nothing better to take a run at a patient, land on top of them whilst calling for the assistance of other thugs and then pin them to the ground in the most painful way possible for 20 minutes. Complaints and concerns were expressed about Parry’s conduct again and again. She only had to parrot ‘they were aggressive and threatening’ to avoid all investigation (see post ‘Who Is In Need Of Restraining?’).

I have no doubt that some of the Little Women married to the maddest of the paedophiles and their friends must have been in a very, very difficult position. One of Dafydd’s ex-wives found herself losing custody of her own children and her subsequent partner was found dead (see post ‘He Knew Far, Far Too Much’), although another ex-wife of Dafydd’s enjoyed herself helping him run his ‘clinics’ whilst hurling abuse at the patients.

Some of the Little Women will have been terrified and that has to be taken into account. Hergest patients used to discuss some of the Little Women who were married to the thugs and the phrase ‘the poor cow’ was used, just at the thought of what they must have to have put up with.

Ken Loach’s 1968 film ‘Poor Cow’ was based on Nell Dunn’s novel. To summarise:

’18-year-old Joy starts her catalogue of ‘bad choices’ by running away from home with Tom. They marry and have a son, Johnny. When Tom, a thief who mentally and physically abuses Joy, is jailed for four years after attempting a robbery, she is left on her own with their son. After briefly sharing a room with her Aunt, an ageing prostitute, she moves in with Dave, one of Tom’s former associates. Dave is tender and understanding in his treatment of Johnny and Joy, but the idyll is punctured when Dave gets 12 years for robbery. Intending to be faithful, Joy writes to him constantly, moves back with her Aunt and initiates divorce proceedings against Tom. She takes a job as a barmaid, starts modelling for a seedy photographers’ club and drifts into promiscuity. But when Tom is released, Joy agrees to go back to him for Johnny’s sake. One evening, after Tom has beaten her up, she runs out of their flat and returns to discover that Johnny is missing. After a frantic search, she finds him on a demolition site. Realising how much Johnny means to her, she accepts the need of compromise and stays with Tom, but she continues to dream of a distant future with Dave.’

This sort of biography wasn’t that unusual for former kids in care in north Wales or mental health patients. The phrase ‘bad choices’ was bandied around a great deal. What no-one dissected was the way in which some of those kids/patients had been left destitute or at very serious risk by the ‘services’, quite deliberately. People were routinely not told of their benefit entitlements; they were not told if they were offered a house share with someone who was known to be a risk to other people; they were left alone to look after seriously ill family members who were also scandalously neglected by the same ‘services’; they were prosecuted for trivial offences or indeed offences that they hadn’t committed, which made it hard for them to find employment and in the case of me (and a few others) who were able to get professional jobs, they would be forced out of their jobs after a paedophiles’ friend had unlawfully approached their employer. At least two self-employed business people who didn’t need benefits or help with housing were ruined by the paedophiles’ friends and their little ways.

The Little Women married to the likes of Slob Ingham and Keith Fearns were indeed Poor Cows, but they were rather better off than a Poor Cow such as this, sitting in Risley Remand Centre, framed for crimes that she didn’t commit:

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The Poor Cow who was Lady Wilson of Rievaulx lived here:

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Mary Wilson also had a second home on the Scilly Isles.

The living conditions of so many in receipt of ‘care’ in north Wales equated to this:

Poor Cow | Film 1967 | Moviebreak.de

 

I am not someone who would wish to be married to Harold Wilson and I would not be prepared to keep quiet about the things that Mary Wilson kept quiet about to get through the doors of Number 10 or even through the doors of a house on the Scilly Isles. I would rather be the Poor Cow in the picture immediately above, at least my hands would be clean. Yours are not Bridget and Sadie. You might have been frightened but you did not have to lie on oath about me in an attempt to bring about:

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Mary and Harold sent their sons to University College School, Hampstead, the Headmaster of which was Alan Barker, who was married to Trumpers. Trumpers used dine with Harold and Mary (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’). Trumpers was the junior Tory Health Minister who appointed Jimmy Savile to the management board of Broadmoor Hospital (see post ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’).

Lady Wilson of Serious Sex Crimes in High Places was born in Norfolk, in a place called Diss. She died at St Thomas’s Hospital in London, among the most elite of the Top Docs, the former colleagues of Ed and David Miliband’s Uncle Harry. As opposed to after being dumped naked on a urine-soaked, faeces-encrusted bed in Tawel Fan, Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, with the dulcet sounds of Angels swearing at her ringing in her ears.

The International Language Of Screaming

My post ‘The Bloody State We’re In’ detailed the backgrounds of Lord Max Beloff and some of his family. Max was the father of Cherie and Tony’s mate Michael Beloff QC, who was the legal advisor for Municipal Mutual, the insurers for Clwyd County Council throughout the years whilst children in the care of Clwyd were severely abused. It was Michael Beloff’s advice which resulted in the 1996 Jillings Report into the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd being witheld from absolutely everyone but the Council’s insurers and lawyers for decades. Even Clwyd County Councillors themselves were not permitted to read the report (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’).

Max Beloff had previously provided a glowing endorsement of a book written by Ioan Bowen Rees, who was Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council whilst the paedophile gang operated in children’s homes across Gwynedd and Clwyd. Ioan was the boss of Gwynedd’s Director of Social Services, Lucille Hughes – Lucille was Dr Dafydd Alun Jones’s mistress.

 

I decided to do a bit more research into Max Beloff and his contacts because Max was involved with some of the right wing gurus of the 1970s and 80s who influenced and advised Thatcher. In the 1980s someone who was plugged into at least part of that network worked at UCNW (Bangor University), a agricultural economist, Professor Richard Howarth. I met a young relative of Richard Howarth’s once – at a bus stop in Menia Bridge, in about 1982 – and she told me that he was having meetings with Thatcher.

Richard Howath worked in the Agriculture Dept, which must have been the most dysfunctional Dept in UCNW. There was a constant supply of students approaching the university authorities requesting to change course. One of the lecturers – Gordon Farley – was the most ridiculous old sexual harasser who could be imagined and had been removed from his post as a warden of a student hall of residence because of the hair-raising stories that were circulating about him. There were frightening anecdotes from former students of having been forced out of the university as a result of vendettas from staff in the Agriculture Dept and the Prof of Agriculture was a complete incompetent called J.B. Owen who very obviously should not have been in his job. I was told many years later that Owen’s family had provided the money which had established the Dept and that was the only reason why he was ever given his job. Mary Wynch had worked as a secretary in the Agric Dept before Dafydd unlawfully imprisoned her. Mary became headline news after she won her case against Dafydd, but no-one from that Dept supported her. I have always wondered what Mary found out about JB Owen et al, particularly as I was told repeatedly that he was a deeply unpleasant man and there had been many victims…

For details of the horrors and stupidities of the Agri Dept and JB Owen, see post ‘Not Seen Since the 80s – Carwyn’.

One of the UCNW students mentioned in my post ‘Just A Language Divide?’ who took up a job in the US after graduation – which seemed to have been arranged for her by the corrupt GP in the Student Health Centre, Dr DGE Wood and his wife, who was a senior lecturer in UCNW, after this young woman found out about the corruption in the North Wales Police – also knew about much wrongdoing in the Agri Dept. Unlike some people who were forced abroad by Wood et al into not very desirable jobs, this young woman landed a very good deal in a US university, despite her not having shown much interest in academic work. Her father was an Editor on ‘The Daily Telegraph’. The staff of the Student Health Centre knew about this because they made a reference to it one day.

Although I wasn’t studying agricultural economics, I took an interest in Richard Howarth’s work because I wondered how someone surrounded by the pillocks in the Agri Dept had found himself dining with Thatch. Howarth did actually have academic interests unlike a number of his colleagues – many of whom seemed to be simply mates of JB Owen’s – but it was all very standard 1980s Thatcherite stuff, recommending Adam Smith etc.

At one point Howarth looked as though he was going to be very influential. It became known that his group were the only people in the Agri Dept with any life in them and he appeared in the London-based press a few times. A few years after I graduated, I was told that one of Howarth’s team, Terry Thomas, was much in demand in high places and was nipping over to Europe as an advisor.

Things then died a death quite suddenly. Howarth disappeared from the University and a piece appeared in ‘Private Eye’, alleging that he had been driven out of north west Wales by much unpleasantness. The last I heard, Howarth was running a guest house. Years later Terry Thomas made headlines in the local Welsh press after suing the University, alleging that his health and life had been ruined by them.

This may be a coincidence, but it all fell apart after Mary sued Dafydd and at the time that the allegations concerning serious abuse of children in north Wales began surfacing.

My post ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ mentioned that in 1984-85, Thatcher’s henchman from the UGC, Sir Peter Swinnerton-Dyer, planned to close UCNW down but had his arm twisted into allowing the institution to continue to exist by the PVC of UCNW Prof Alwyn Roberts, who was also a big name in the BBC and S4C. Alwyn Roberts knew that UCNW was run by people facilitating the paedophile gang which was supplying children to Dolphin Square as well as to Thatcher’s friend and aide Sir Peter Morrison and many others.

During the late 1980s and the first few years of the 1990s, Richard Howarth was involved with various right wing and anti-EU groups – then the trail goes cold. Max Beloff was involved with similar groups and might well have known Howarth.

 

One of Max Beloff’s proudest achievements was the establishment of the University of Buckingham, the UK’s first private university.

 

The University of Buckingham was founded as the University College of Buckingham in 1973 – the first students were admitted in 1976. It was granted university status by Royal Charter in 1983.

The University was closely linked to Margaret Thatcher. As Education Secretary she oversaw the creation of the University College in 1973 and as PM she was instrumental in elevating it to a university in 1983. After retiring from politics in 1992, Thatch became the University’s Chancellor, a post she held until 1999.

Lord Hailsham, Quintin Hogg, succeeded Thatch as Chancellor. Hogg was the Tory MP for Oxford, 1938-50 and then for St Marylebone, 1963-70. Hogg was educated at Eton and Christ Church, Oxford. He migrated back and forth between the Commons and the Lords as a consequence of renouncing an hereditary peerage but then gaining a life peerage under Ted Heath. Hogg came from a long line of Hoggs who were all equally offensive. Hogg was a barrister and a keen mountain climber and his career with the Tory Party stretched back into the Pre-Cambrian era. He was First Lord of the Admiralty under Anthony Eden; Lord Privy Seal, Chair of the Tory Party and Lord Privy Seal, Leader of the Lords and Lord President of the Council under Supermac; Education Secretary under Alec Douglas-Home, Shadow Home Secretary under Heath and Lord Chancellor under Thatch. As Lord Chancellor, Hogg was preceded by paedophiles’ friend Lord Elwyn-Jones and succeeded by paedophiles’ friend Lord Michael Havers.

Hogg was disgusted by homosexuality at a time when he will have known that many of his colleagues were molesting underaged boys whilst being protected by the Lord Chancellor. It was Hogg who, after the Argies surrendered, joyfully declared that it was God wot won it for us. Only he said it in Latin, Boris-like, so the journos all had to scamper off to look it up. A case of ‘sane, paululum linguae latinae dico’ (‘sure, I speak a little Latin’), a la Manuel on Fawlty Towers when he stood behind the moose’s head and said ‘I speak English, I learn it from a book’ and gave the Major a shock.

Hogg transmitted the inherited trait to become a Tory Minister onto his son Douglas.

 

Sir Martin Wakefield Jacomb followed Hogg as Chancellor, 1999-10. Jacomb was Chairman of Canary Wharf Group. For details of how Canary Wharf was built upon the corpses of the victims of Dafydd and the paedophiles, see post ‘The Bodies Beneath Canary Wharf’. Jacomb was a Vice-Chairman of Kleinwort Benson Ltd, 1976-85, and a Deputy Chairman of Barclays Bank, 1985-93.

Jacomb was educated at Eton and Worcester College, Oxford. He was a barrister, 1955-68 and then began his career in business. In 1986 Jacomb described insider trading as a ‘victimless crime’. Obviously in the same way that no-one was really harmed by Dafydd and the paedophiles, they just made it all up to receive compensation.

According to the University of Buckingham, Jacomb  ‘is a strong believer in the need for universities to be independent of the government’. He has written that if universities are ‘to nurture genuinely free and creative academic research’ and ‘be the guardians of liberty which a free society needs’ they must be independent of Gov’t funding. He maintained that Oxford University should become private in order to avoid an authoritarian Gov’t imposing restrictions on admissions and that Oxford’s academics will only be able to challenge prevailing opinion if they are independent of Gov’t funding. Dependence on Gov’t funding, Jacomb argues, has had disastrous effects on the HE sector in continental Europe.

I too have deep concerns over the way in which the UK’s universities have filled up with not very brave people who daren’t publish anything too critical of the state – it is a massive problem in health and social care research. But somehow I don’t think that the answer is to ensure that the same people end up being frightened of upsetting international financiers.

 

Martin Jacomb was succeeded as Chancellor by Lord Tanlaw aka Simon Mackay. Tanlaw takes a particular interest in the Far East, especially Malaysia. He was a Director of the family firm, Inchape plc, with many business interests in the region from 1967 to the mid-1990s, at which point the Mackay family’s involvement in the company ceased. Lord Tanlaw currently owns Fandstan Electric Group Ltd, a railway and engineering company.

Tanlaw has served as both President and Treasurer of the Sarawek Association and is a member of the Oriental Club, London and White’s. He was a member of the executive committee of the Great Britain-China Centre, 1981-88.

Simon Mackay was the unsuccessful Liberal candidate for Galloway in 1959, and by the late 1960s was joint Treasurer of the Scottish Liberal Party. So he’ll be well acquainted with David Steele and the other Liberals of that era who kept quiet about Jeremy Thorpe and Cyril Smith (see post ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’).

Tanlaw received his peerage in 1971. He sat as a crossbencher for many years, then as a Conservative.

Lord Tanlaw resigned as Chancellor of the University of Buckingham in 2013 but I haven’t yet found out why. He was succeeded by Tessa Keswick.

Tessa Keswick aka Lady Tessa Reay is the daughter of an aristocrat. Tessa married another aristocrat, the 14th Lord Reay. Lord Reay owns a substantial country estate in Wiltshire – just like Sir Peter Morrison’s father did. Lord Reay also owns an 18,000 acre shooting estate in the Angus Glens area of East Scotland.

Tessa is now married to Sir Henry Keswick. Sir Henry was educated at Eton and Trinity College, Cambridge and owned ‘The Spectator’, 1975-80. Sir Henry is Chairman of Jardine Matheson Holdings Ltd, a company that he joined in 1961. He became a Director in 1967, MD in 1970 and Chairman in 1972. Sir Henry is Vice-Chairman of the Hong Kong Association and a member of the Council of the National Trust. He was previously Chairman of the National Portrait Gallery and is involved with ‘The Tablet’.

During the 2017 General Election, Sir Henry and Tessa donated £100k to the Conservative Party.

Sir Martin Jacomb will be delighted to hear how private universities are free of political bias from authoritarian Gov’ts.

The reason that I have blogged about Tessa’s male relatives rather than Tessa is that I can’t actually find much info about Tessa. I’ve found a photo of her but apart from the fact that she is Chancellor of the University of Buckingham, there is not a great deal about her readily available. Which suggests that she might have bagged her job on the strengths of her male relatives.

 

The University of Buckingham’s finances for teaching are derived entirely from direct student fees and endowments: it does not receive state funding, via HEFCE or otherwise. It has formal charity status. 

Some of the founding academics migrated from Oxford University, stating that they were disillusioned with ‘the late-1960s ethos’.

 

One of the founders of the University was John W. Paulley, a Top Doctor who enjoyed writing angry letters to ‘The Times’. On 27 May 1967, ‘The Times’ published a letter from Paulley, who wrote:

‘Is it now time to examine the possibility of creating at least one university in this country on the pattern of [the] great private foundations in the USA.’

Three London conferences followed which, the wiki entry for the University tells us, ‘explored this idea’.

The development of the University of Buckingham was linked to the right wing Institute of Economic Affairs (IEA), in particular to Harry Ferns and Lord Ralph Harris, the heads of the Institute. The University’s foundation-stone was laid by Thatch.

Harris was General Director of the IEA, 1957-88 and then served as Chairman. He was founding President from 1990 until his death in 2006. Harris served on the Council of the University of Buckingham, 1980-95.

Harris was Secretary of the Mont Pelerin Society from 1967 and its President, 1982-84. He was ‘a moving spirit in the Wincott Foundation and the founding of the Social Affairs Unit’. Harris was a founder of the No Turning Back group in 1985. He was Chairman of the Bruges Group, 1989-91. He was a Director of Murdoch’s Times Newspapers, 1988-01.

Harris helped set up a fighting fund to support Neil Hamilton’s libel actions against the BBC in 1986 and Mohamed Al Fayed in 1999. He was Chairman of Civitas from 2000 and also Chairman and then President of FOREST, the smokers’ rights campaigning group.

 

Max Beloff was the University of Buckingham’s first Vice-Chancellor.

Beloff was succeeded by Sir Alan Peacock, 1980-84, an economist and founder of the Economics Dept at the University of York. Peacock also held posts at the University of St Andrews, the LSE, Edinburgh University and Heriot-Watt University. He was Chief Economic Adviser to the DTI, 1973-76 and a Co-founder and the first Executive Director of the David Hume Institute.

Alan Peacock was followed as VC by Lord Richard Luce, 1992-96. Luce was educated at Wellington College and Christ’s College, Cambridge. After National Service in Cyprus, 1955–57, Luce briefly joined the Overseas Civil Service. He then worked for Gallaher Ltd as a brand manager (1963–65), before becoming marketing manager for the Spirella Company of Great Britain. In 1968–71 he was Director of the National Innovation Centre. From 1972-79, Luce was Chairman of IFA Consultants Ltd. Luce was also Chair of Selenex Ltd (1973–79) and of Courtenay Stewart International (1975–79).

Luce was first elected to the Commons as the Tory MP for Arundel and Shoreham in 1971. He retired from the Commons at the 1992 General Election. Days before the firebomb in Brighton (22 miles away from Arundel) killed the five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’).

Between 1979-82, Luce held Ministerial posts in the Foreign Office. In 1982, along with Lord Carrington, he resigned over Argentina’s invasion of the Falklands.

Luce returned to the Foreign Office in 1983, again as a Minister. In 1985, he was appointed as Minister for the Arts and Minister for the Civil Service. He resigned from that post in 1990.

Between 1997-2000, Luce was appointed Governor of Gibralter. He bagged his peerage in Oct 2000, after the Waterhouse Report had been safely published. In the same year, he became Lord Chamberlain – the Head of the Royal Household – a post he held until 2006. Sir Peter Morrison’s sister Dame Mary Morrison spent her whole life as Lady-In-Waiting to HM the Queen Lilibet. During many of those years, Peter Morrison was abusing children, including children in care in north Wales.

 

In April 2012 Lord Luce was appointed by PM David Cameron as Chair of the  Crown Nominations Commission for the See of Canterbury, the commission set up to nominate the 105th Archbishop of Canterbury.

Lord Luce is President of the Voluntary Arts Network, the Royal Overseas League and is High Steward of Westminster Abbey.

Luce is from a family in which many members have reached very senior positions in the Forces, particularly the Royal Navy. Admiral Sir Alec Bingley was a man who had the most impressive of careers in the Royal Navy. He was, among other things, Commander in Chief of the Home Fleet during WWI; the Fifth Sea Lord and Deputy Chief of Naval Staff (Air) in 1954; Commander in Chief of the Mediterranean Fleet and NATO Commander, Allied Forces in the Mediterranean in 1959 and then Commander in Chief, Portsmouth. Sir Alec was married to Lady Juliet Bingley, who during her many her years with MIND, concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles (see post ‘MIND Are Out For Mental Health – Never For Themselves Of Course’). Sir Alec and Lady Juliet’s son William Bingley continued Lady Juliet’s good work in concealing the serious crimes, both in his capacity as legal director of MIND and then as CEO of the Mental Health Act Commission (see post ‘MIND Are Out For Mental Health – Never For Themselves Of Course’).

It is very likely that Luce knew Sir Alec from Luce’s years in the Foreign Office.  Luce’s uncle was Sir David Luce, First Sea Lord, 1963–66, who would have certainly known Sir Alec. Luce’s sister Diana is married to retired Royal Navy Captain David Hart Dyke and his niece is comedian and actress Miranda Hart. The tall one who makes jokes about being desperate to get married and does a face at the camera every five minutes. When she’s not telling the jokes about her mother. The BBC know that women like that sort of comedy. And that when they say no they mean yes.

The University of Buckingham’s website informs us that Luce’s wife Lady Rose Luce sang in the choir of the University of Buckingham Alumni Association at the pre-Christmas do in 2013.

 

Since Sept 2015, Sir Anthony Seldon has been Vice-Chancellor of the University of Buckingham. Seldon is an historian and a biographer of recent PMs and the former Headmaster of Wellington College. What is less well-known is that prior to that, Seldon was Headmaster of Brighton College, which educated a number of paedophiles’ friends, including Keith Best, the former Tory MP for Anglesey, 1979-87 and Welsh Office Minister (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’). Seldon sits on the Advisory Board of another private university, A.C. Grayling’s venture, the New College of the Humanities, which seems to attract seriously rich students who have not got into Oxbridge. Seldon is the son of the economist Arthur Seldon, who co-founded the IEA and was Director of Academic Affairs at the IEA for 30 years.

Seldon is a thoughtful man but nonetheless is duped by flaky ideas. His pupils were encouraged to practice Mindfulness as pioneered by paedophiles’ friend Professor Mark Williams (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’) and Seldon is Co-founder of Action for Happiness, the con perpetrated by Lord Richard Layard, husband of paedophiles’ friend Baroness Molly Meacher (see post ‘A Vintage Crop’).

 

The VC prior to Sir Anthony was Prof Terence Kealey, 2001-14, formerly of the Department of Clinical Biochemistry, Cambridge University. Kealey is a Top Doctor who trained at Bart’s and did his PhD at Balliol. Kealey opposes the public funding of science and believes that Thatch transformed schools and universities. Which I suppose she did.

A few days after Thatch was driven away from Downing Street wiping tears from her eyes, I was shopping in a supermarket with my friend – whilst we were both living in London and under attack from the paedophiles’ friends – and we were doing what those people who turn up on Andrew Neil’s TV programmes and make completely inaccurate predictions about the political year ahead describe as ‘assessing the legacy of Thatcher’. As we headed towards the checkout in the supermarket in Peckham – which had obviously been transformed by Thatcher as well – my friend observed ‘she’s ruined everything hasn’t she’. And I tried to think of something which had not been ruined by Thatch and I couldn’t. So we went back to my mate’s flat in Peckham – which had a huge iron portcullis thing on the door, after the door had been kicked in by burglars a few weeks previously – and we discussed the lunatic GP in Peckham whom my friend had seen a few days previously who had prescribed her something that would have caused her serious damage if she had been thick enough to take it.

My mate’s local MP was Harriet Harman who fought many an election on the ‘NHS is great’ ticket. Whilst my friend lived in Peckham she was sacked from her job at the Royal Television Society because she knew what had happened to me at the hands of Dafydd and the paedophiles and wanted to make a documentary about it- the destruction of my friend’s career was, I understand, something to do with Sir Paul Fox, one of Thatcher’s favourite media executives – and then my friend’s husband was driven out of his job at the BBC for the same reason.

Happy days Harriet! Young Labour Party activists’ careers ruined because their friend was targeted by those who were supplying Thatcher’s mate Sir Peter Morrison with boys.

Terence Kealey is an advocate of the privatisation of HE.

 

The School of Medicine at the University of Buckingham offers postgraduate programmes for qualified doctors and since 2015 has offered an undergraduate medical qualification at a cost of £35,000 per year. The University of Buckingham Medical School works in partnership with Milton Keynes NHS Trust and Milton Keynes University Hospital.

The Dean of the School of Medicine is none other than Karol Sikora, who was one of those among the crooks and fraudsters who worked at Hammersmith Hospital/Royal Postgraduate Medical School when I was a postgrad there in 1986/87 (see post ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’), although Sikora subsequently fell out with them in a big way. Sikora’s main aim as a Top Doctor seems to be to become even richer than he is already.

Sikora was a Foundation Fellow of Prince Charles’s now-defunct alternative medicine lobby group, The Prince’s Foundation for Integrated Health. The University of Buckingham ran a Diploma course in ‘integrated medicine’ that was later withdrawn under pressure from David Colquhoun, a campaigner against pseudoscience.

Sikora is Chair of the Faculty of Integrated Medicine, which is unaffiliated to any university but includes Rosy Daniel and Mark Atkinson, who co-ordinated the ‘integrated medicine’ course at the University of Buckingham. Rosy Daniel has been criticised by David Colquhoun for breaches of the Cancer Act 1939 regarding claims that she made for Carctol, a herbal dietary supplement which is ineffective in treating cancer.

 

Since the demise of the Prince’s Foundation for Integrated Heath, Prince Charles has been involved with the College of Medicine, a lobbying group for alternative medicine, which many suspect is just The Prince’s Foundation for Integrated Health with a new name on the door. Professor Andrew Miles is on the ‘scientific council’ of the College of Medicine.

Professor Andrew Miles is Senior Vice-President and Secretary General of the European Society for Person Centred Healthcare. He was formerly Professor of Clinical Epidemiology and Social Medicine as well as Deputy Vice-Chancellor of the University of Buckingham. He has previously held Chairs at Guy’s, King’s College London and St. Thomas’ Hospitals’ Medical School London and at St. Bartholomew’s and The Royal London Hospitals´ School of Medicine, London.

Andrew Miles trained in the bosom of the paedophiles’ friends at the Welsh National School of Medicine, Cardiff.

Karol Sikora is also a ‘professional member’ of the College of Medicine.

 

The University of Buckingham also awards undergraduate and Masters degrees to students who have studied at the Sarajevo School of Science and Technology, a private university in Sarajevo.

The University of Buckingham validates courses in medicine at Medipathways College, a private college based in London which operates dentistry and medicine courses. In late 2014 Medipathways was found by the Higher Education Quality Assurance Agency ‘to be at serious risks of failure’. 

The University of Buckingham Press publishes in the areas of law, education and business. In 2006 the Press relaunched ‘The Denning Law Journal’. Presumably the Lord Denning who achieved notoriety for stating ‘Be ye ever so high the Law is above you’. But he must have made an exception in the case of the Birmingham Six when he declared that if their appeal was to succeed it would be an admission of corruption so serious and widespread which was such ‘an appalling vista’ that it was better that they should remain in prison even if they had been fitted up. Lord Denning subsequently stated that if they’d been hung it would have been easier all round because there wouldn’t be all this fuss.

And if the paedophiles’ friends had succeeded in killing me in one of their arson attempts on my house in the early 1990s, no-one would have to put up with this blog exposing the Top Doctors and their associates.

Good to know that the University of Buckingham named their Law Journal after the finest legal brain that the British judiciary has ever produced.

The University of Buckingham Press publishes other journals, including ‘The Journal of Gambling Business and Economics’. It has a co-publishing arrangement with Policy Exchange. The backgrounds of the questionable people involved with Policy Exchange were detailed in my post ‘Disgusting of Tunbridge Wells And A Few Equally Disgusting Others’.

 

Alumni of the University of Buckingham include Brandon Lewis, Tory MP for Great Yarmouth and currently Chairman of the Conservative Party; Mark Lancaster, Tory MP for Milton Keynes North; Graham Roos, appointed in 2011 as the University’s first Creative Artist in Residence – who earlier in his career worked with Pete Doherty, which might be something that the University of Buckingham does not want remembered – and James Henderson, the former CEO of Bell Pottinger.

 

John W. Paulley, the man who’s letter to ‘The Times’ set the University of Buckingham ball rolling, was a Top Doctor in Ipswich. He was the son of another Top Doctor who was also called John Paulley. John W. Paulley was educated at Epsom College and the Middlesex Hospital Medical School. Following pre-reg and casualty posts, Paulley joined the RAF in 1940. He returned to the Middlesex Hospital after WWII.

Gwynne the lobotomist trained at the Middlesex Hospital Medical School. Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain’s widow Jocelyn worked at the Middlesex – Chamberlain concealed a paedophile ring whilst he worked at St George’s Hospital Medical School and Jocelyn must have known that. The Middlesex has an influential alumni network.

The Royal College of Physicians website ‘Lives of The Fellows’ section explains that ‘frustrated by the inhibitions of an academic unit, [Paulley] was appointed consultant physician to the Ipswich Hospital in the hope, more than amply fulfilled, that he could better practice high quality medicine in the environment of a district general hospital. His medical unit rapidly gained a national reputation’.

The reality is that Paulley was involved in some highly unethical experiments on patients accompanied by a degree of law-breaking and was not supervised or held to account. This blog’s correspondent Richard Card has left many comments about Paulley’s activities at Ipswich – Richard was one of Paulley’s patients as a child.

The Royal College tells us that Paulley’s ‘studies in ulcerative colitis, first published in 1950, led to a special interest in inflammatory bowel disease and thereafter into psychosomatic relationships in the pathology of disease. These ideas were not confined to inflammatory bowel disease but expanded to include observations of potential contributory psychological factors in asthma, multiple sclerosis and rheumatoid arthritis. These promoted considerable resistance amongst numbers of more traditional physicians but at least in part are now widely accepted’.

The notion held by some Top Docs that many conditions were ‘psychosomatic’ caused serious problems on the occasions when those Top Docs failed to identify that a condition had an organic basis. Psychological factors play a major role in how people live with their conditions, but much harm was done when Top Doctors stubbornly clung to the belief that seriously ill people were suffering from ‘stress’ or ‘psychosomatic disorders’ – many people with gastrointestinal conditions, ulcers, ME/CFS and numerous other conditions failed to receive the appropriate care and treatment because of a touching belief that it was ‘all in their mind’ and some of those people died.

 

Paulley’s interest in psychosomatic conditions culminated in an ‘outstanding textbook’ – according to the Royal College of Physicians – written with a fellow general physician, H.E. Pelser, ‘Psychological Managements for Psychosomatic Disorders’, Berlin/New York, Springer-Verlag, c.1989. We are told by the Royal College that ‘those of us who worked with him as he explored patients’ attitudes and feelings, very often on his knees at their bedside (as a tall man it was the only way to get down to their level), could not fail to see the potential relationship between mind and body’.

One wonders what the patients thought was going on.

Paulley was of course ‘an excellent and devoted teacher and a great inspiration to those working with him, all of whom were encouraged to think ‘outside the box’. He developed postgraduate teaching in the hospital and was the first clinical tutor. He ran a weekly journal club requiring team members to present original papers, excluding those in ‘The Lancet’ or ‘BMJ’ (all were expected to have read these) or controlled clinical trials (because these rarely contained anything of new scientific interest!). He was one of the first consultants to develop a multidisciplinary team approach, including his own physiotherapist, dietician and dedicated nursing team’.

We can interpret this as ‘Paulley was a cult figure who adhered to bizarre notions, rejected science which attempted to be rigorous and led a little gaggle of staff who did exactly as he ordered, no matter how whackey or dangerous’.

Sounds a bit like Dafydd.

Paulley ‘regarded himself as always ‘on call’ for his inpatients, except during his yearly annual holidays. He immediately forged close working relationships with local practitioners, initially inviting them to join ward rounds, promoting seminars and then the establishment of the first vocational training scheme based on a district general hospital, which not only espoused all the principles of holistic care which he himself practised but also provided a curriculum based on weekly group tutorials, using what would now be called a problem-based self learning approach’.

It’s Dafydd again – ‘always on call’ can be a basis for complete domination of a patient and concealing of one’s abusive activities rather than dedication. If someone is always on call, that patient will be refused a service by other Top Docs no matter how desperate they are to escape.

 

Documents in my possession describe how Dafydd was fuming at senior staff in the NHS in north Wales because patients were ringing him up and taking the piss out of him. Dafydd was attending meetings and sending memos around stressing how he had to be available ’24 hours a day’ for ‘certain patients’ and that was why he couldn’t even install an answerphone to deal with the ‘nuisance calls’. This was a man who hardly ever turned up to his NHS clinics and who left sectioned patients to rot for many months in the North Wales Hospital without even visiting them. Who did the idiots running the NHS in north Wales think that Dafydd was receiving calls from at 3 am, calls that could not even be dealt with for a couple of hours by the answerphone? Not that Dafydd always knew who he was speaking to either. I’ll remind you Dafydd – ‘Is that Anna??? Is that Meri??? Hilary!!!!’ It wasn’t any of them you daft old bugger, although I’d love to know who they were….

Then there was the fictional Dr Angus McGregor who had been to medical school with Dafydd in Liverpool whom Dafydd remembered well from their student days, which was incredible because the whole scenario was conjured up by a Hergest patient whom Dafydd had unlawfully imprisoned some years previously. Dafydd was a bit suspicious at first, but once Dr McGregor had told Dafydd that he’d heard that Dafydd was Europe’s leading forensic psychiatrist and he was proud to have known him, all Dafydd’s defences were dropped.

There was a suggestion that a GP called Dr Finlay should give Dafydd a ring, but I don’t think even Dafydd would have fallen for that.

How the North Wales Hospital and Ysbyty Gwynedd claimed to ‘not know’ where Dafydd was when he hadn’t turned up to an NHS clinic or when a patient wanted to discuss a complaint I don’t know, because we all knew at which private clinic he was. It was either Bryn Heed (next to Safeways in Bangor), the Grosvenor Nuffield in Chester, the North Wales Medical Centre at Llandudno or even the Queen’s Hotel in Leeds (one of Jimmy Savile’s haunts), or on occasions a venue in Europe.

 

The Dafydd of Ipswich held an Honorary Fellowship from the University of Buckingham and was Vice-Chairman of their Planning Committee. The University of Buckingham also gave Paulley a DSc. There seems to have been rather a lot of this sort of thing happening at Buckingham – the founders of the University and their relatives were given the most senior academic positions and had honours bestowed upon them (see post ‘The Bloody State We’re In’).

Now where else have I witnessed such practices?

Paulley’s wife Deidre was also a Top Doctor and ‘developed counselling skills to help those with psychological disturbances’. In other words those who had been abused – probably sexually – by someone who’s offending was being concealed. The phrase ‘developed counselling skills’ suggests that Deirdre made them up as she went along rather than adhering to any known programme/school of thought etc. John W. Paulley supported Deirdre’s development of the very successful Stockwell Centre (for counselling) in Colchester, which was founded in 1976.

Deirdre helped those with psychological disturbances in Ipswich. So Deirde will have known who those involved in the paedophile gang in Suffolk were and what the role of Lord Henniker was (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’). Peter Righton, the social work academic who was also a paedophile and a founder member of PIE, for a time lived in a cottage on Lord Henniker’s estate. Children in the care of Hackney and Islington Councils were taken to Suffolk on trips – including to Henniker’s estate – and holidays and some complained of being abused there.

 

I have not been able to find out very much at all about John Allen before he arrived in north Wales in 1968 and set up the Bryn Alyn Community, but I have been told that he came from Suffolk. Near Ipswich. I would like to know whether Allen set up shop in north Wales because he knew that there were two very helpful psychiatrists working in the North Wales Hospital who would do anything in return for money and privileges, or whether those two psychiatrists joined in the bonanza once John Allen’s business got off the ground.

John Allen’s arrival in north Wales was followed by the arrival of a whole flurry of people who had found themselves in possession of enough money to buy an isolated old building and convert it into a ‘children’s home’. Kids were abused in all of these homes, in pretty much the same way by the same people. There was a lot of traffic in terms of staff moving between the homes.

The ‘Save The Children’ website has some very interesting snippets about the history of children’s homes in north Wales. Many of those homes which later became notorious for being the sites of serious abuse in the 1970s and 80s had been established in the late 19th or early 20th century. There seems to have been an awful lot of children’s homes in north Wales and a cluster around Wrexham. I’m not sure why – north Wales was not a heavily populated region but it was poor and some industries such as quarrying resulted in the deaths of considerable numbers of men at a young age as a result of industrial accidents. Some cohorts of the quarrymen had a very short lifespan anyway, I think for the lowest ranking group of workers it was about 37 yrs of age. So there might have been a lot of orphans about, or just people who were too poor to look after their children. Or there might be some other explanation…

 

The Paulleys had four children – Sarah, Robert, Amanda and Julian. Julian completed a law degree at the University of Buckingham. Julian Paulley worked as a solicitor in London, specialising in employment/financial/tax/business/intellectual property/wills and probate law. He died in 2013.

The Royal College tells us that John W. Paulley ‘was one of the great general physicians of his generation. A big and somewhat superficially daunting man, he could be somewhat didactic and a powerful defender of his own views, but he listened to others. He was entirely honest, kind and in many ways a gentle man.’

He was a total git but he was hiding his true nature…

 

My correspondent Richard Card has also mentioned that Suffolk was the base of Leonard Cheshire and Sue Ryder. In the 1960s Leonard Cheshire Homes residents became the subject of group psychiatric research for three years. The research was commissioned by the Dept of Health and was conducted by the Tavistock Institute. The details of this research are not available, under the Attorney General’s custodianship rules.

The Tavistock Institute has concealed criminality and abuse for years.

 

John W. Paulley contributed to a 1965 volume, ‘Psychosomatic Disorders in Adolescents and Young Adults’, which covered the Proceedings of a Conference Held by the Society for Psychosomatic Research at the Royal College of Physicians, London, November 1960′.

The conference considered ‘psychosomatic disorders occurring between the ages of 15-25 years and discusses the mental transformation from childhood to adult maturity. This book is organized into eight sessions encompassing 26 chapters. The first two sessions review the concepts of mental health and the psychosexual development in adolescence. The next sessions look into the issues of teenage pregnancy, menstrual disorders, emotional sweating, male sexual disorders, epilepsy in adolescence and psychosomatic aspects of acne vulgaris. These topics are followed by discussions on stress-related disorders, including tuberculosis and acute appendicitis. The remaining sessions describe certain aspects of mental transformation, such as the link between family and emotional maturity and fitness for marriage’.

This was the sort of thing that Dafydd and co were ‘trained’ in. It is well worth paying a bit of attention to this volume and some of those who contributed.

John Paulley Chaired the session ‘Concepts of Mental Health; The Adolescent in industry; The Adolescent in the University’.

Dr Kenneth Soddy Chaired the session ‘The Psycho-sexual Development in Adolescence’.

Kenneth Soddy worked as a psychiatrist in London and was at one point the head of the Psychology Department at UCH. So Soddy was overseeing the activities of Marjorie Wallace and the Count et al at UCH (see post ‘One Dangerous Fucker’).Soddy also spent some time working in Devon in the mid-60s. At one point he lived with his family in the grounds of Hellingly Hospital in East Sussex. Kenneth Soddy died in 1986.

Soddy came from a family of Top Doctors, a number of whom emigrated to the US, Australia and South Africa.

Aleck Bourne Chaired the intriguing sounding session on ‘Pregnancy in Adolescents; Menstrual Disorders; Observations on Emotional Sweating During the Menstrual Cycle; Sexual Disorders in Males.

I’m disappointed that Dafydd and co never diagnosed ’emotional sweating during the menstrual cycle’ in me, I obviously missed out there.

Aleck Bourne was a well-known gynaecologist who became famous as a result of his trial in 1938 for performing an illegal abortion on a 14 year old rape victim. Bourne later became a pro-life activist.

Bourne was educated at Rydal School in Colwyn Bay and at Downing College, Cambridge. He undertook his clinical training at St Mary’s Hospital. and served with the British Army in Egypt and France, 1914-1917.

A keen yachtsman, Bourne was a member of several yacht clubs during the 1930s and in 1933 won the Royal Corinthian’s Yacht Club’s cup for the best cruiser of the year.

In 1938, Bourne was arrested after performing an ‘operation without fee’ at St Mary’s Hospital to terminate the pregnancy at six weeks of a 14 year old girl who had been sexually assaulted by five off-duty British soldiers in the Royal Horse Guards. She had asked for a termination at St Thomas’s Hospital but was sent away on the grounds that she ‘might be carrying a future PM’, a fairly standard line used when Top Docs do not want to perform a termination. No-one ever says to such patients ‘you might be carrying the next Hitler/Harold Shipman/Dafydd’. Rosemary’s Baby!

Bourne stood trial at the Central Criminal Court in July 1938, but was acquitted on charges of procuring abortion. His actions were later defended by ‘The Lancet’ as ‘an example of disinterested conduct in consonance with the highest traditions of the profession’.

Bourne’s defence had been based upon the Infant Life (Preservation) Act 1992, under which the only recognised justification for the termination of a pregnancy was if the life of the woman was in danger. Bourne’s defence was that the inevitable subsequent emotional and psychological trauma that the girl would experience would be a risk to her life.

If a Top Doctor today gave this reason for performing a termination on a 14 year old victim of multiple sexual assault, no-one would question it. In 1938 attitudes were very different. Yet there are a number of questions that arise from Bourne’s case.

Abortion was effectively illegal in 1938, although any woman with a bit of spare money would be able to find a Top Doctor to perform one if she knew who to ask. Women with no money risked their lives or did not have abortions. History tells us that Tommy’s turned the girl away. Yet historical accounts from people who worked at that institution confirm that abortions were performed by Top Doctors there and frequently. Perhaps the Top Doctors at Tommy’s always demanded payment and the girl didn’t have the money?

We are told that Bourne terminated the pregnancy at six weeks. In 1938, there were none of the sort of pregnancy tests which are available at present which can detect a positive test within days of a missed period. In 1938 women waited…and waited…and waited…Sometimes for weeks before anyone took their concerns about a pregnancy seriously. Particularly in a girl as young as 14. Even a Top Doctor, in 1938, would have great difficulty in firmly diagnosing a pregnancy of six weeks. That’s pretty embryonic and Bourne won’t have had the equipment to detect an embryo.

Sexually assaulted by five soldiers? It sounds horrific, what with soldiers being a bit rough, not like Top Doctors who’s only goal in life is to relieve suffering.

If Aleck Bourne had been reported for performing an abortion on someone in 1938 he would be in a great deal of trouble. There was a criminal investigation into his actions which ended up at the Old Bailey. A story involving five soldiers and an embryo was the only thing that was going to keep Bourne out of prison.

I can find no references to any attempts to find the five soldiers and prosecute them, although details about them were given.

During the 1960s, Bourne became a founding member of the Society for the Protection of Unborn Children, which was organised in opposition to the Abortion Act 1967. In his memoirs Bourne wrote:

Those who plead for an extensive relaxation of the law [against abortion] have no idea of the very many cases where a woman who, during the first three months, makes a most impassioned appeal for her pregnancy to be ‘finished,’ later, when the baby is born, is thankful indeed that it was not killed while still an embryo. During my long years in practice I have had many a letter of the deepest gratitude for refusing to accede to an early appeal.

This does sometimes happen and there are Top Doctors who have genuine conscientious objections to abortion. However there is a great deal of hypocrisy in some circles regarding abortion. I know of Top Docs and Angels who have taken a hard anti-abortion line in public but who positively demanded that people in their own families have an abortion because the pregnancy was inconvenient to them.

My post ‘The BMA And It’s Ethics’ describes how in north Wales local Top Doctors organised themselves to ensure that NHS abortions were virtually unobtainable until the late 1980s. The Top Docs who took such a high moral tone with disadvantaged local women requesting abortions cheerily sent their more affluent patients in the direction of private abortion clinics in Chester. There was complete collusion with a situation in which disadvantaged women – including the girls who were victims of the paedophile gang – could not obtain abortions, yet the families and friends of the Top Docs and Angels themselves had access to abortion on demand. It wouldn’t surprise me if there had been a financial arrangement with the private clinics in Chester, they were making a bomb out of the committed anti-abortionists of north Wales.

There is no explanation of Bourne’s drastic change of heart anywhere. I suspect that like so many Top Doctors – particularly of Bourne’s generation – he did what he felt like. Including performing an abortion – which might have been for money, we only had Bourne’s word that it was ‘without fee’. Whatever Top Doctors have been caught doing, they always claim to have been doing it on compassionate grounds, even Harold Shipman used that rationale.

Bourne continued serving as consulting gynaecologist to St Mary’s Hospital and to the Samaritan Hospital for Women as well as consulting obstetric surgeon to Queen Charlotte’s Hospital before his eventual retirement and death in December 1974, aged 88.

Geoffrey Chamberlain worked as a consultant obstetrician and gynaecologist at Queen Charlotte’s Hospital whilst Aleck Bourne worked there. Chamberlain spent years concealing the organised abuse of children and towards the end of his career at St George’s Hospital Medical School he was caught in a scandal involving the biggest research fraud that had ever been exposed (see post ‘I Don’t Believe It!’)

Geoffrey Chamberlain was in the Royal Naval Volunteer Reserve, 1955-74, ending his career with them as a surgeon commander. So he’ll have been plugged into the Gwynne the lobotomist/Sir Alec Bingley network.

 

Another contributor to the volume of conference proceedings was Dr Emanuel Miller. Miller Chaired the session ‘The Family and Emotional Maturity; Fitness for Marriage’.

Emanuel Miller was a ‘Regent’s Park psychiatrist’, a military psychiatrist and one of the founders of child psychiatry who worked at Harley House.

Dr Emanuel Miller was father of an even more famous Top Doc – self-styled polymath Sir Jonathan Miller.

Jonathan Wolfe Miller is a theatre and opera director, actor, author, television presenter, humourist and Top Doctor. He specialised in neurology in the late 1950s and came to prominence in the early 1960s with his role in Beyond the Fringe. Miller began directing operas in the 1970s and has since become one of the world’s leading opera directors with several classic productions to his credit. He has written/presented more than a dozen BBC documentaries.

Miller grew up in St John’s Wood, in a well-connected Jewish family. He was educated at Taunton School and St Paul’s School, London. While at St Paul’s School, Miller became close friends with future Top Doctor Oliver Sacks and Oliver’s best friend Eric Korn – friendships which remained crucial throughout the rest of their lives.

Oliver Sacks is a neurologist who, like Jonathan Miller, found fame as a polymath. Sacks passed through the Middlesex Hospital – he was from a family of Top Doctors, some of who were also associated with the Middlesex – before leaving the UK and building his career in the US. Sacks’s writings caught the media’s and public’s imagination, probably because he gave his books titles like ‘The Man Who Mistook His Wife For A Hat’. In the final years of his life Sacks revealed that he was gay.

Eric Korn was yet another polymath, but unlike his mates Miller and Sacks, Korn wasn’t a Top Doctor. Korn was a marine zoologist and taught the subject at Southampton, Toronto and Liverpool.

Another place that was well-known for marine zoology was UCNW.

Eric Korn wrote for ‘The Guardian’ and was also a regular on Radio 4’s ‘Round Britain Quiz’.

Miller, Sacks and Korn attracted the observation from fawning people that they ‘are quite the cleverest man that I have ever met’. One therefore wonders how Miller and Korn missed Jimmy Savile whilst they were hanging out at the BBC.

 

Miller studied at St John’s College, Cambridge where he was a member of the Cambridge Apostles. He did his clinical training at UCH. Whilst a student, Miller was in the Cambridge Footlights. Miller performed on a number of radio and TV shows whilst a student. He qualified as a Top Doctor in 1959 and then worked as a house officer for two years, including at the Central Middlesex Hospital for gastroenterologist Sir Francis Avery Jones.

Francis Avery Jones was a Welsh Top Doctor – he was born in Carmarthenshire – who was educated at the Sir John Leman High School in Suffolk. He undertook his medical training at Bart’s Hospital Medical School – which is where Lady Juliet Bingley had worked as an almoner (social worker) and where her father had been a surgeon. Avery Jones was born in 1910, so he will have been of the vintage to have known both Lady Juliet and her father. Professor Linford Rees who concealed the criminality of Dafydd et al in north Wales for many years worked at Bart’s (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’). Avery Jones worked at the Central Middlesex until 1974. He was also consultant to St Mark’s Hospital, 1948-78 – Lady Juliet also worked at St Mark’s – and to the Royal Navy, 1950-78.

Avery Jones Chaired the King Edward VII Hospital Fund Development and Emergency Bed Service Committee,and the DHSS’s Advisory Committee on Medical Records.

Lord Simon Glenarthur was Chairman of the King Edward VII Hospital – Glenarthur was a Director of the MDU. Simon Glenarthur was also a Health Minister under Secretary of State Ken Clarke and was substantially responsible for the ‘tainted blood’ scandal, in which thousands of NHS patients contracted Hepatitis and HIV after being given infected blood products. Glenarthur was hanging around in the DoH whilst Jimmy Savile was appointed to the management team of Broadmoor.

 

Avery Jones will have known that his colleagues were libelling patients as well as forging medical records, so presumably it was dear old Avery who ensured that the decision as to whether to give patients access to their own records had to be made by the Top Doctors ‘with the best interests of the patient’ in mind. Which enabled Dafydd and the paedophiles to simply repeat for nearly 20 years that it was not in my best interests to have access to my records. Because if I did I would have found out that they had detailed their own criminality as well as their plans to frame me and have me imprisoned or banged up in a secure hospital.

My post ‘Gwlad Y Menig Gwynion’ described how a copy of a 1988 application of mine for a research job in gastroenterology turned up in my medical records. The application was not for a job in Wales, so I wonder how the paedophiles’ friends got their paws on it.

Francis Avery Jones died in Chichester in 1998. Chichester is 28 miles away from Brighton, the scene of the firebomb attack in 1992 which killed five witnesses to the criminality of the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales. John Allen owned brothels in Brighton to which the kids in care from north Wales were trafficked.

Avery Jones was a mentor to the best – his Indie obituary was written by none other than Sir Richard Doll, who had worked for him.

The Central Middlesex Hospital borders Brent – the location of a paedophile ring as well as of neglect and abuse in the mental health and children’s services (see post ‘Mary Turner – An Appreciation’).

 

Jonathan Miller helped to write and produce ‘Beyond the Fringe’, which premiered at the Edinburgh Festival in Aug 1960. This launched, in addition to his own, the careers of Alan Bennett, Peter Cook and Dudley Moore. Miller quit the show in 1962, and took over as Editor and presenter of the BBC’s arts programme  ‘Monitor’ in 1965. The ‘Monitor’ appointment arose because Miller had approached Huw Wheldon about taking up a place on the BBC’s director training course.

Huw Wheldon was a big name at the BBC for years. He came from north Wales, went to Friar’s School in Bangor along with a number of the paedophiles’ friends and remained a good friend to the paedophiles’ friends throughout his life – he was a Governor of the LSE and UCNW (Bangor University) when UCNW was run entirely by the paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘The Creme de la Creme’).

Miller directed stage-plays during 1960s and produced and directed for TV. In 1968 Miller produced a TV adaptation of M.R. James’s 1904 ghost story ‘Oh Whistle and I’ll Come to You My Lad’. Which sounds dreadful if one imagines one of Dafydd’s mates saying it.

By 1970, Miller had mounted a National Theatre Company production of ‘The Merchant of Venice’, starring dear, dear, Larry Olivier.

Miller held a Research Fellowship in the history of medicine at UCL, 1970-73. UCL was host to a number of paedophiles’ friends, among them Marjorie Wallace and the Count (see post ‘One Dangerous Fucker’).

In 1974, Miller started directing and producing operas for Kent Opera and Glyndebourne and for the English National Opera. Society psychopath Dr Cathy Wilson of St George’s Medical School who worked for Geoffrey Chamberlain whilst he concealed a paedophile ring used to frequent those locations, as well as all the major theatres in London.

For a time, Miller was a Vice-President of the Campaign for Homosexual Equality. It was alleged that some branches of CHE were fronts for paedophilia, including the Chester branch. 

Miller became Chair of the Edinburgh Festival Fringe Board of Directors.

For details of how Michael Grade offered Samuel Brittan – brother of Home Secretary Leon Brittan, who was at the time busy concealing the organised abuse of children and mental health patients – his ticket to the Edinburgh Fringe in a shameless bit of toadying after the box office at the Fringe had refused to pull strings to secure Brittan a ticket after the Fringe had sold out, see post ‘A Secret And Forbidding Place To Work?’

 

In 1984, Miller studied neurosurgery with Dr. Sandra Witelson at McMaster University in Hamilton, Ontario, before becoming a neuropsychology Research Fellow at the University of Sussex the following year. The Sussex University that is located at Brighton.

Miller wrote and presented the television series ‘Madness’, a five-part series which ran on PBS in 1991. It featured a brief history of madness and interviews with psychiatric researchers, clinical psychiatrists, and patients in therapy sessions. I’ve never seen it and I don’t think that I want to, although I would no doubt learn something from the selection of people whose work and ideas Miller chose to foreground. In 1991, I and three other witnesses to the criminal activities of Dafydd and the paedophiles were hounded out of our jobs and there were two attempts to imprison me on the basis of the perjury of Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) (see post ‘The Sordid Role of Sir Robert Francis QC’). St George’s Hospital Medical School and Springfield Hospital concealed and colluded the criminality in north Wales in the early months of 1991 (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London’).

 

Miller married Helen Rachel Collet, another Top Doctor, in 1956. They have two sons and a daughter. Miller lives in Camden. His eldest son, Tom, is a photographer, his second child, William, works in the TV business and his youngest child, Kate, also works in TV.

One of my friends worked with William Miller at the BBC in the late 1980s and observed that William ‘was really fucked-up and obsessed with his father’. That was my friend who found himself forced out of the BBC after it became known that his wife knew what had happened to me in north Wales and wanted to make a documentary about it.

So I was interested when in 2012, the ‘Mail Online’ published a rather unflattering profile of Jonathan Miller, characterising him as an indulged grandiose twat. It made much of Jonathan’s hissy fit after receiving a knighthood only for his services to the arts and not for services to medicine. Well Jonathan, as your contribution to medicine seems to have been to assist in the concealing of the serious criminality on the part of Dafydd and other Top Docs, no doubt you’ll be given a peerage soon.

The ‘Mail Online’ article claimed that Miller felt ‘uncherished’ by his mother while, according to Miller’s late sister Sarah (who also worked in TV), their father – the founder of child psychiatry who Chaired conference sessions on young people’s emotional maturity and fitness for marriage – would slam doors saying that ‘nobody cared’ and that Miller senior ‘always had to be the centre of attention or there was trouble’.

Jonathan’s son William has spoken of how his own education was sacrificed on the altar of his parents’ socialist ideology. Although the Millers could easily have afforded private education for their children, all three were sent to London comprehensives.

William described it as ‘the most cavalier of social experiments’. His days at Pimlico Comprehensive were ruled by a sense of ‘tyranny and terror’. Classrooms were a ‘warzone’. At 16, William begged to be sent to Bedales, but ‘the damage had already been done’. The three children left school without an academic qualification between them. One wonders how they landed the sort of plum jobs that normally require degrees from the more prestigious universities…

 

Jonathan’s network at Cambridge included David Frost and the Footlights crowd, many of whom later became part of the Hampstead liberal elite. One of them was Graham Chapman who found fame with Monty Python, who used to seek out teenaged boys for sex and who adopted a 13 year old runaway from Liverpool. People who knew Chapman maintained that his relationship with this teenager – John Tomiczec – was not really fatherly. Chapman was a regular visitor to Snowdonia and John accompanied him. Chapman was questioned by the police concerning his relationship with John, but Chapman reminded the plod that he was a Top Doctor so he didn’t need to explain himself to anyone. Chapman trained at Bart’s. See post ‘Inside Information About A Hergest Unit Death’ for further info on Chapman and John Tomiczec.

John died young – not long after Chapman – in 1992. Same year as those five witnesses to the abuse of kids in care were killed by the firebomb in Brighton.

Graham Chapman was friendly with both Neil Innes and Viv Stanshall, who were members of the Bonzo Dog Doo Dah Band. Neil Innes gave a performance at Theatre Gwynedd in Bangor in 1984 and my friend went to see it. He and some other students went out to a pub in Bangor with Innes afterwards, although – unlike after George Melly visited Theatre Gwynedd – I was not told that Innes offered a 16 year old boy money to have sex with him.

Viv Stanshall was the man responsible for writing and narrating Sir Henry At Rawlinson End, a well-known masterpiece. Although he was very funny, Viv Stanshall had quite a troubled life and was diagnosed as having manic depression – he was hospitalised at least once. Viv Stanshall was found dead in his bed in March 1995, after a freak accident caused a fire. One account that I read maintained that Viv inadvertently set fire to his bedding whilst he was smoking a fag in bed, but other accounts attributed the fire to other causes. There were no witnesses. Viv was found dead as the demands for a public inquiry into the possibility of a VIP paedophile ring in north Wales became deafening, not long before William Hague ordered Nicola Davies QC to conduct a review of the police paperwork relating to child abuse in the region.

There is a vintage clip of the Bonzos featuring Graham Chapman, Neil Innes and Viv and they are introduced as being ‘from Mitcham’. Mitcham is part of the area of south London which was the location of the south London paedophile ring which was facilitated by Wandsworth Social Services and in the 1980s St George’s Hospital Medical School/Springfield Hospital. Dafydd and Lucille had a direct link to the people who concealed the gang. One member of the gang was Oliver Broooke, the Prof of Paediatrics at St George’s, a colleague of Geoffrey Chamberlain’s (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’).

Viv Stanshall was a friend of Radio 1 DJ John Peel – Peel recorded one of the tributes to Viv after he died.

 

 

 

Readers who follow the comments section of this blog will have noticed my observations regarding how the Cool Cymru explosion based upon some high profile Welsh rock bands coincided perfectly with the growing publicity regarding the possibility that a paedophile ring involving VIPs had operated and indeed continued to do so in north Wales. The phenomenon that was Cool Cymru snowballed throughout the Waterhouse Inquiry and reached fever pitch in 1999, at the time of the establishment of the National Assembly for Wales. Welsh rock bands such as Catatonia, the Manic Street Preachers, the Super Furry Animals and Stereophonics became world famous and every self-respecting Welsh politician ensured that they were photographed attending a concert featuring one of these bands.

The 28 May 1999 saw the official opening of the National Assembly. HM Queen Lilibet and Prince Charles turned up, although Blair didn’t, he claimed to be too busy with PMQs at Westminster. Lilibet re-signed a copy of the Government of Wales Act, the measure which set up the Assembly, which was handed to her by Attorney General, paedophiles’ friend John Morris (see post ‘The Waterhouse Tribunal – Who Was Involved And What Happened To Them Subsequently?’). Afterwards Lilibet and the assembled guests were  entertained with a song in Welsh from Charlotte Church, then aged 13, who was accompanied by one of four harpists. One of those harpists was Elinor Bennett, wife of Plaid Cymru leader Dafydd Wigley. Dafydd Wigley had no idea what a paedophile was, although Gwynedd County Council, whose offices were just around the corner from his office, were employing loads of them (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’).

Blair did make it over to Cardiff Bay later on in the day, to attend the ‘Voices of a Nation’ concert with Lilibet. The Manic Street Preachers very wisely boycotted the event, although Shakin’ Stevens – who’s manager was a mate of Rhodri Morgan’s (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’) – and the best PR gurus that the north Wales NHS has ever had, Mike Peters and his band The Alarm, played. Max Boyce also joined in the singing.

Max Boyce achieved fame in the 1970s as a boisterous comedian/singer whose stage act involved a giant leek and much discussion about drinking great quantities with The Lads and Rugby, as well as anecdotes about him and his mates hitting Soho on trips to Twickers. So imagine my surprise when about four years ago I was told by One Who Knew that Max Boyce was gay. When I told Brown this and told him who had given me the info, Brown asked me if this person had found out about Max’s orientation by ‘peddling his arse’. The answer was of course yes.

Presumably a case of ‘Oh Whistle and I’ll Come to You My Lad’.

Sir Anthony Hopkins, who starred as the murdering psychiatrist in ‘The Silence Of The Lambs’, sent a message to the ‘Voices Of The Nation’ concert, as did the Welsh rock band Stereophonics. The message from Stereophonics was of course sent some years before band member Stuart Cable died by choking on his own vomit after a binge-drinking session.

 

Cool Cymru was part of a wider phenomenon, Cool Britannia, in which even higher profile rock stars from England were invited to knees-ups at Number 10 with Tony and Cherie. Blair shamelessly milked the publicity as much as possible and in 1999 even appointed Spice Girl Geri Halliwell as a Goodwill Ambassador for the UN Population Fund.

Scream if you want to go faster Blair!

Geri was no socialist – her idol was Margaret Thatcher, whom Geri claimed was the ‘original Spice Girl’ and embodied ‘female empowerment’. Which has been used to excuse a great many idiocies in recent years, including Geri appearing everywhere wearing her Union Jack dress which was carefully tailored to display her undies. Which defeats the point of a dress really. Geri the empowered woman later revealed that this role model for wimmin had experienced years of anorexia and serious depression. I am sympathetic to anyone with such problems but I really do wish that they’d stop telling the rest of us that they’re our role models. Geri’s mate Posh Spice and her husband David Beckham were even bigger and better role models than Geri and I would imagine judging from the appearance of Posh had even bigger and better eating disorders. I was always interested in the packaging of Posh as Posh – Very, Very Rich Spice would have been a more appropriate name.

Things went a bit pear shaped for Blair when one of those whose company he had cultivated – Noel or Liam Gallagher, I’ve forgotten which one – gave a media interview in which he explained that they were ‘lads’ and had therefore pursued the harmless pastimes that all grown men who describe themselves as lads do, such as breaking into other people’s cars and ripping out the stereos.

Cool Britannia was a wider phenomenon than just music and embraced a number of artists and other cultural figures, who, despite their claims of being not in the least bit establishment, seemed to subscribe to a solidly neoliberal ideology and were plainly in pursuit of as much dosh as possible. By 2011 Tracey Emin – Mad Tracey From Margate – was swearing her allegiance to the Tory Party and had dined with Cameron. As Tracey’s career had been given a substantial boost by Charles Saatchi when he purchased her ‘Everyone I Have Ever Slept With 1963-1995’ tent, that was probably unsurprising.

When Emin et al were gaining so much publicity and making so much money from their sharks in tanks, unmade beds etc, I knew an artist in north Wales from a previous generation who had long since been a victim of Dafydd and the paedophiles. He used to get very angry about Emin et al and repeatedly told me that success in the art world was predicated entirely upon ‘cocaine and champagne’ and assured me that there was a healthy trade in ‘boys’ for people like David Hockney. At first I wondered if he was just reflecting popular beliefs about the rich n famous, but on occasions he gave me names and details which suggested that he had considerable knowledge about certain people, including Hockney and Francis Bacon.

The staff of the Hergest Unit dismissed this man as a total lunatic. If they’re reading this blog they might have wished that they had listened to his ramblings a little more closely now – because I did and I found out some very interesting things…

How are you all getting on up there in the Hergest?? You all know who I’m talking about and you’ve got no idea what he told me about during all those years have you…

This man maintained that Tracey et al really were the King’s New Clothes and that their success was based upon matters other than their ‘art.’ He maintained that, for example, he could fix a dog turd to a long piece of wire and design a mechanism by which the turd revolved around a lit light bulb, call it ‘Turd Eclipsing The Sun’ and that if he allowed certain influential people to have sex with him, he would achieve success. I and a friend were really taken by the idea of ‘Turd Eclipsing The Sun’ and tried to encourage him to actually build that installation, but sadly he didn’t. The only part of his plan which I don’t think would have worked was the bit where he would offer his body to benefactors – he had forgotten that he was no longer a teenager but was nearly 50.

This man did of course know all the local artists in north Wales of his generation, including those who became famous such as Peter Prendergast and Ed Povey. They all knew about Dafydd and the paedophiles and furthermore they knew what Dafydd and the paedophiles had done to this man…Then there was Paul Webster, the total bastard who taught art at Coleg Menai about whom the students made constant complaints but there was never any action…

I also discovered from the inspiration behind Turd Eclipsing The Sun that Everybody Hated Kyffin. That’s the Kyffin Williams who taught Michael Mansfield art when Mansfield was young. Kyffin was the most famous artist to come out of north Wales. What was the secret of his success? Simple – Kyffin was born into a wealthy family and was rich enough to establish his own gallery…

 

The joys of Cool Britannia were not lost upon the wider circle of the paedophiles’ victims. I remember many conversations taking place in the Hergest Unit whilst the events described in my posts ‘A Solicitor’s Letter From North East Wales MIND’, ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’ and The Banality Of Evil’ took place, regarding the merits or otherwise of Oasis, Pulp and Blur. The Hergest patients did not of course benefit from A Very Big House In The Country, but the paedophiles’ friends who were imprisoning them, neglecting them so severely that they were left destitute and driving them to suicide, frequently did have Very Big Houses In The Country. Property prices were very low in north Wales at that time because of the wrecked local economy, so a paedophiles’ friend on anything above £40k – or indeed a married couple of paedophiles’ friends both working as Angels or social workers – could live a good life. Dr Dafydd Alun Jones had three houses (at least) and he was not alone in that respect.

 

What I noticed during Cool Cymru was the elevation to international superstar status of people who I remembered when they were teenagers playing in local bands in Gwynedd. In the 1980s Gwynedd did have a thriving music scene but musicians from north Wales were cold-shouldered by the wider rock world. When I was an undergrad a group called Fay Ray were locally very popular and everyone became excited when one of those involved with managing or promoting The Police signed Fay Ray up. People imagined that Fay Ray were now going to hit the big time, but they didn’t. The man who was the leading light in the band continued managing Cob Records in Bangor and I think that he later went to work in Bangor University. No-one became superstars although Fay Ray were very, very good. Everyone ‘knew’ that rock bands from north Wales could be brilliant but they would not be given the big breaks because they were, well, a bit too Welsh. Fay Ray were an English language band as well, the Welsh language rockers were utterly marginalised.

So imagine my surprise ten years later when local musicians from north west Wales – and one of them from Llanllechid, the village in which I lived – became hugely famous as the deaths of vulnerable people soared in that very village and the surrounding area.

The highest profile of those musicians from north Wales was Gruff Rhys, the son of Ioan Bowen Rees. Ioan was the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council whilst the paedophile gang carried on business within the Council’s children’s homes unhindered and the Arfon Community Mental Health Team threatened patients, lied about them in court and generally made their lives as unpleasant as possible. Most members of the Arfon CMHT were social workers employed By Gwynedd County Council. Dafydd’s mistress Lucille Hughes was Ioan’s Director of Gwynedd Social Services. Ron Evans, the crooked lawyer who was involved in the perjury and forged documentation in the serial attempts to have me imprisoned, was Gwynedd County Council’s lawyer under Ioan Bowen Rees.

My post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’ details the other gangsters and crooks who were employed by Ioan and also describes how Ioan’s neighbours in Llanllechid actually lived – the service users and people on limited incomes who lived in the old quarrymen’s cottages whilst Ioan et famille lived in their Very Big House In The Country down a private lane, surrounded by beech trees lest they clapped eyes on the people who were virtually destitute as a result of Ioan’s mismanagement. Or indeed lest those being screwed over clapped eyes on the style in which Ioan lived. If people had grasped the wider picture, Ioan’s house would probably have been one house that wasn’t a holiday cottage owned by English people to have gone up in flames.

It was accepted that Ioan Bowen Rees and his ilk formed an elite in Gwynedd – they and their friends and relatives landed the plum jobs and everybody else was frozen out. The common perception was that this was a result of anti-English feeling – it wasn’t, it was corruption. It was sometimes dressed up as Welsh language rights and patriotism but I knew Welsh people who’s lives had been ruined by that lot. Furthermore, none of the thugs employed in the Arfon Community Mental Health Team spoke Welsh or were even learning it, although Gwynedd Social Services had a policy which stated that all such staff had to be Welsh speaking. Welsh people who knew about that policy constantly wondered what was going on with the Arfon Team – the whole lot of them could have been dismissed on language grounds, yet alone on the grounds of serious criminal activity. I don’t think that Keith Fearns even knew how to say bore da or diolch.

So how did the offspring of the paedophiles’ friends who ruled Gwynedd but were not recognised outside of Wales achieve fame and fortune – the offspring who provided such a positive image of Wales and Welsh youth just as former kids in care in north Wales told the Waterhouse Inquiry how they had been beaten, starved, forced to labour for local businesses free of charge, buggered, gang raped, trafficked across the UK and even to Europe for sex work and had been arrested themselves when they had asked the police for help?

A clue was provided in an interview with Rhys Mwyn in the ‘Daily Post’ in 2016. Rhys Mwyn is a former Welsh punk musician who was a member of the band Yr Anhrefn from Bangor which was formed in 1982. Rhys moved into production/management and journalism and has talked a great deal about how difficult it was for people in the Welsh rock scene to get a break. Rhys remembered that Sain ‘wouldn’t budge’ and that Radio Cymru ignored them.

Sain is the Welsh language label that was established by Welsh folk singer and language campaigner Dafydd Iwan. Sain dominated everything musical in north west Wales for years and anyone who wanted to be anyone grovelled to Dafydd Iwan to get a contract with Sain.

Dafydd Iwan is the former leader of Gwynedd County Council and penned a tribute to Dr Dafydd Alun Jones. A real tribute, not a piss-take. I have tried in vain to access a copy, but it seems to be unavailable, although it can still be seen among the various lists of Dafydd Iwan’s outputs.

 

So who gave the Welsh language rockers a break? It was none other than that well-known connoisseur of school girls in uniform, John Peel. Peel seems to have been very, very supportive of Gruff Rhys and his friends. John Peel was of course known for supporting unknown musicians and every hopeful teenaged band sent Peel a tape, but Gruff et al were singing in a language that John Peel did not understand – furthermore Peel had been around for decades without showing a flicker of interest in the Welsh rock scene. Not even Fay Ray, who actually sung in English.

Rhys Mwyn was so pissed off with the way in which he and his peers had been elbowed out by everyone pre-Peel that he became known as an outspoken critic of the Welsh pop industry. Mwyn (born Gareth Rhys Thomas) set up his own label – Recordiau Anhrefn – in 1983. His band Yr Anhrefn were also championed by Peel and recorded three sessions for Peel’s Radio 1 show; Peel travelled to Wales to see the band perform. They were featured on ‘The Tube’ in 1987 – although they were largely ignored by the British music weeklies – and played with Joe Strummer on the Rock Against Rich UK tour in 1988.

Paula Yates was a star of ‘The Tube’, the Paula who when she was a teenager was a groupie, who developed drug problems and who’s partner Michael Hutchence was found dead whilst she was in the middle of a major spat with her ex Bob Geldof. Paula died of an overdose herself after some very expensive Top Docs at The Priory found that they just weren’t getting anywhere with her. She was probably suffering from emotional sweating. Paula’s daughter Peaches died of an overdose a few years later.

Paula came from north west Wales, the very same village where the best friend that Dafydd and the paedophiles ever had, Lord Wyn Roberts (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’), lived.

 

Original Yr Anhrefn members Hefin Huws and Dewi Gwyn left the band in the late 1980s and were replaced by Dylan Hughes (formerly of Y Cyrff) and Sion Jones, formerly of Maffia Mr Huws. Maffia Mr Huws were a popular Bethesda band when I lived near Bethesda in the late 1980s/90s. Maffia Mr Huws currently appear on Sain’s website, so they seem to be with Sain now, despite having been previously frozen out, if that is what did happen. The Sain site mentions the involvement of brothers Gwyn and Sion Jones with Maffia Mr Huws and states that Gwyn now runs Stiwdio Bos with his partner, the harpist Sian James.

Yr Anhrefn made their first English language recording in 1994, on a single with Liverpudlian actress Margi Clarke.

In 1995 Yr Anhrefn worked with producer Ronnie Stone who aided them in creating a collection of re-mixed Welsh folk music featuring Elinor Bennett and Sian James, as well as a number of world musicians.

Elinor Bennett is the harpist wife of Dafydd Wigley, who was the MP for Caernarfon and knew about the criminality of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and the paedophile gang (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’). Elinor Bennett records with Sain.

Sian James is a Welsh traditional folk singer and harpist who has recorded for Sain and BBC Records as well as for her own label, Bos. Siân is from Powys and read music at UCNW (Bangor University). She is well known as an actress on Welsh language TV. Sian is one year older than me, so will have been a student at Bangor at approximately the same time as I was. So not only will Sian have known that Professor William Mathias of the School of Music was alleged to have been sexually exploiting the female students, but Sian will have noticed the activities of the paedophiles’ friends who ran UCNW at that time (see post ‘Just A Language Divide?’). Being a Welsh speaker from Wales, Sian will have known even more about it all than I did.

So by 1995 some of those closely associated with Sian had dropped their hostility to Rhys and his peers.

By 1995 the voices demanding a public inquiry into the abuse of children in care in north Wales could not be silenced. In May 1995 the Welsh Office – who had concealed the abuse for years – asked Nicola Davies QC to review the police documentation regarding the matter. Nicola found that all documentation since 1989 was missing. In Dec 1995 Nicola concluded that a public inquiry was not in the public interest. Nicola became Dame Nicola and ended up as the Presiding Judge of the Wales Circuit (see post ‘This Is What Happened To Nicola, Niclas, Merfyn, Joan and Kathryn’).

 

Rhys Mwyn and his brother Sion Sebon formed a new band, Mangre, in 2000, the year of the publication of the Waterhouse Report. Mwyn went on to manage Catatonia and more recently Jeb Loy Nichols, an American-born singer who is now based in Wales – this prompted a resurrection of Recordiau Anhrefn.

 

Catatonia was the biggest band of the Cool Cymru scene. Cerys Matthews of Catatonia was the daughter of a Top Doctor who worked in Cardiff and then relocated to west Wales. George Thomas’s molesting of underaged boys was common knowledge among Top Doctors in Cardiff (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’). Before he was Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council, Ioan Bowen Rees was County Secretary of Dyfed County Council in west Wales – his rock star son Gruff was born in Haverfordwest in 1970, whilst Ioan worked for Dyfed County Council. A paedophile gang operated in Dyfed and in wider west Wales for years.

June and Jennifer Gibbons grew up in Haverfordwest but did not become rock stars. Instead they were banged up in Broadmoor in the early 1980s when they were still teenagers for no good reason, after they had passed through Dyfed’s special education and child psychology services – but they did insist on telling everyone that they were prostitutes (see post ‘One Dangerous Fucker’).

Cerys Matthews began a career as a psychiatric nurse but discontinued it for reasons which she has never made public. She gave up psych nursing before she was famous and took up busking instead.

 

Gruff’s mate the Super Furry Animals drummer Dafydd Ieuan was also in Yr Anhrefn for a time, playing on their 1993 Peel session – the Furries had supported Yr Anhrefn on a tour of France in 1993. The Furries themselves were formed in Cardiff in 1993. Other members of the group are Dafydd Ieuan’s brother Cian Ciaran, Huw Bunford, Guto Pryce – the actor Rhys Ifans is a former member. Rhys Ifans’s career began at the paedophiles’ friends folly Theatre Clwyd (see posts ‘Workers Play Time’).

The Furries had all previously played in various other Welsh bands. Rhys Ifans, Dafydd Ieuan and Guto Pryce had been together since the early 1990s. After Huw Bunford and Cian Ciaran joined in 1995, they signed to Ankst, a Welsh indie label.

The name of the band came from T-shirts being printed by Gruff Rhys’s sister who was making Super Furry Animals T-shirts for the fashion and music collective Acid Casuals .

After gigging in London in late 1995, the Furries were noticed by Creation Records boss Alan McGee at the Camden Monarch club, who signed them to his label. Creation had recently found massive commercial success with Oasis. The Furries have said that having watched their gig, McGee asked them if they could sing in English rather than Welsh in future shows. There are claims that McGee thought that they were speaking Welsh when they were speaking English ‘because their accents were so strong’.

If this story is true, it suggests that Alan McGee was very unfamiliar with north Wales – those young men were perfectly understandable by English speakers, they were not elderly hill farmers who were very uncomfortable speaking in English. Gruff Rhys had been to Manchester Metropolitan University, he obviously managed to make himself understood there.

Alan McGee is a businessman and music industry executive who grew up in Glasgow. He has been a record label owner, musician, manager and was a music blogger for ‘The Guardian’, 2006-10. Since Sept 2011 McGee has blogged for the Huffington Post UK. He is best known for co-founding and running Creation Records, 1983-99 and the Poptones label from 1999-07. By 1992 Creation was heavily in debt and McGee sold half the company to Sony Music. Just when it looked as though Creation would have to go into receivership, Oasis began selling enormous quantities of albums which saved the day.

McGee’s position was noted by the Labour Party, who considered him a figurehead of youth culture and courted his influence to spearhead a media campaign prior to the 1997 General Election. McGee was largely responsible for changing Gov’t legislation in relation to musicians being able to go on the New Deal which gave musicians three years to develop and be funded by the Gov’t instead of having to take other jobs to survive. In 1998, ‘Omnibus’ made a documentary about McGee and Creation for BBC One.

Blair changed legislation as a result of pressure/lobbying from Alan McGee. So why was it so essential to keep Mr McGee on side then Blair?

McGee was awarded the ‘NME’ ‘Godlike Genius’ award in Feb 1996 and Creation Records was awarded “independent label of the year” every year between 1995 and 1998 by ‘Music Week’. McGee returned to making music in 1997, collaborating with Ed Ball under the name The Chemical Pilot, releasing the album ‘Journey to the Centre of the Mind’ in 1998.

While Oasis went on to sell nearly 54 million records by 2008, Creation continued issuing albums by other artists, none of which came near the success of Oasis. Rumours began to circulate of McGee’s dissatisfaction with the direction in which Creation had gone. In late 1999 it was announced that Creation Records would close. The final album released by the label was Primal Scream’s 2000 release which went gold in the UK. The final single was the third released from that album.

McGee closed Creation Records for good, selling the rest of the shares to Sony in 2000 for an overall price that was staggered through the 1990s of around $30,000,000 (USD). Following Creation’s closure, McGee became a property developer, buying houses, flats, a farm in Wales and an office block in Primrose Hill.

The dissolution of Creation Records led to McGee forming  Poptones in 2000. McGee also ran the international club night, Death Disco. McGee occasionally DJ’s around the globe under the moniker of ‘Death Disco’. Death Disco had branches in Glasgow, London, New York City, Budapest and Los Angeles. McGee had no further involvement with Death Disco after 2009.

In May 2007, McGee told the Indie that he was winding down Poptones for financial reasons.

On 12 September 2008, McGee retired from band music management and record company involvement.

In 2007, McGee was made a Companion of the Liverpool Institute for Performing Arts (LIPA), in recognition of the work that he has carried out with students. LIPA was founded by Sir Paul McCartney and Mark Featherstone-Witty. The ‘project champion’ was Richard Branson. Featherstone-Witty describes Sir George Martin as the ‘Godfather’ of LIPA – Martin introduced Branson to Featherstone-Witty. Sir George Martin was the man known as the ‘Fifth Beatle’, an English record producer, arranger, composer, conductor, audio engineer, and musician. His career spanned more than six decades of work in music, film, television and live performance. Martin held a number of senior executive roles at media companies and contributed to a wide range of charitable causes, including The Prince’s Trust and work with the Caribbean island of Montserrat.

In recognition of his services to the music industry and popular culture, George Martin was given a knighthood in 1996 – the year in which the Waterhouse Inquiry was announced. Just as Gruff Rhys began to record English language songs and headed for the stars…

HM the Queen Lilibet opened LIPA in June 1996.

 

In Nov 2008, Alan McGee was appointed visiting fellow on the popular music degree course at the University of Gloucestershire.

Blair might have pursued Alan McGee, but McGee bit the hand that fed him before long. In Jan 2000 he likened the Labour party to Big Brother in Orwell’s ‘1984’ and accused Blair of being a control freak. McGee had previously been one of Labour’s biggest financial donors, having donated £100,000 to the party.

One of McGee’s last acts as Creation Records boss was to use £20,000 of Creation’s money to fund Malcolm McLaren’s campaign to run for Mayor of London. McLaren immediately stood down when Ken Livingstone finally decided to stand for Mayor.

In late 2009, McGee withdrew his support for the Labour Party. He wrote an article for ‘The Sun’ in Oct 2009 in which he praised Tory leader David Cameron, saying that ‘at least David Cameron looks like a leader’.

‘I’ll tell you what gets me going and pumps me up – it’s people doing the right thing’. Like concealing a paedophile gang which murdered witnesses perhaps Cameron?

In the 2010 General Election, McGee stated that he had voted for Liberal Democrat Roger Williams. Roger Williams was MP for Brecon and Radnorshire, 2001-15. So I presume that Alan McGee lives in the Brecon area.

You’ve guessed it – there was a paedophile gang in the Brecon area with links to Dafydd et al in north Wales. George Melly had a house near Brecon. The George Melly who appeared at Theatre Gwynedd and whilst he was in Bangor offered to pay a 16 year old boy – whom I knew when he was older – for sex.

I wrote to Roger Williams before he stood down as an MP. I wrote to Roger Williams in 2013 after I was assaulted and injured by a complete stranger who tried to throw me into the path of a moving car. It happened in broad daylight and there were loads of witnesses. The police in Aberystwyth weren’t able to investigate or interview the witnesses because after I went to the police station in Aberystwyth to report the attack, they called for medical help because of my injuries and I was sectioned by two Top Docs and a social worker. I was taken to Wrexham Maelor Hospital where it was later explained to me that I had been unlawfully detained because none of the paperwork had been signed by the Top Doctors, so I was free to go.

I discovered that the woman who attacked me was the daughter of a barrister who had previous for unprovoked violent assaults on people but that her dad got her out of trouble every time.

Full details of the events can be read in my post ‘Five Find A Mystery (Partially) Illuminated’.

Roger Williams never replied to my letter.

McGee announced in May 2014 that he had restarted Creation Management.

So how did so many sheep shaggers come to the attention of and indeed end up being embraced by an industry that had been so hostile to them for so many years previously and who obviously had no understanding of their roots because that industry asked them to sing in English – which defeated the point of what those bands were all about? The Furries received some criticism in the Welsh media for singing in English, criticism which the band felt ‘completely pissed’ about. The band have claimed that the decision to sing in English was taken in order to broaden their fan base.

 

In Feb 1996, the Furries debut on Creation, ‘Hometown Unicorn’, became NME’s Single of the Week, chosen by guest reviewers Pulp. It was the first Furries single to chart in the UK Top 50. The follow-up, a re-recording of ‘God! Show Me Magic’, charted at No. 33 upon release in April 1996 and also became NME single of the week. In May 1996, their debut album ‘Fuzzy Logic’ was released, to wide critical acclaim – this was the first time that Gruff had recorded in English. However sales were slow, but it garnered a little more interest when the next single ‘Something 4 the Weekend’ was given considerable radio airplay and charted at No. 18 in July 1996.

By Feb 1996 people were loudly demanding an public inquiry into events in the children’s homes of north Wales. Nicola Davies QC had stated in Dec 1995 that such an inquiry would not be in the public interest and outrage followed. In the summer of 1996 Secretary of State for Wales William Hague announced that there would be a Public Inquiry into the abuse of children in the care of Gwynedd and Clwyd County Councils since 1974.

The final single from the album, was called ‘If You Don’t Want Me To Destroy You’, a strangely poignant title in view of what was happening to people like me at that time. The Furries themselves consider one of their best songs to be ‘The Man Don’t Give A Fuck’ which came out in Dec 1996. Which was just about when the Waterhouse Inquiry opened.

‘The Man Don’t Give A Fuck’ did much to establish Super Furry Animals as cult heroes, as the song contained the word ‘fuck’ over 50 times and therefore received practically no airplay. It hit No. 22 in the charts and became Super Furry Animals standard closing number when they played live.

Not giving a fuck was a running theme with the paedophiles’ friends. Had Gruff sung a song called ‘My Dad And His Mates Are Running A Paedophile Gang’ no doubt Gruff would have been even more famous more quickly. He needn’t have worried about the dangers of arrest – Jimmy Savile asked four year old girls if they would be his girlfriends and boasted of making a deal with the local police in which it was agreed that if he returned a teenaged runaway to them, he would spend the night with her first and no-one published a word about his numerous sex crimes until after he was dead.

In the late 1980s/early 1990s there was a young man who was mates with another man in the village in which Gruff grew up whose father knew Jimmy Savile. The father concerned was a clergyman who I think lived over near Llandudno but had been involved with Stoke Mandeville Hospital. His son spent a lot of time in the Bethesda area and frequented festivals and music gigs whilst consuming a lot of drugs and alcohol. The son reassured me that Jimmy Savile was a ‘twat’ and that his dad and everyone at Stoke Mandeville hated him.

The music festivals and gigs in north Wales in the 1990s were popular and frequented by a variety of people across the social spectrum. Two people who particularly enjoyed these events together – and who went to the bigger ones such as Glastonbury – were Jeff Crowther and Gareth Phillips. Jeff was a psychiatric nurse manager at the Hergest Unit and then worked for the drug team on Anglesey and Gareth was a senior nurse in the Hergest Unit. I have mentioned previously that Jeff and Gareth didn’t mistreat patients themselves, but they knew exactly what some of their colleagues were doing – and I bet that they knew who Gruff Rhys’s father was as well.

In early 1997, Super Furry Animals embarked on the NME Brats Tour and completed work on a follow-up to ‘Fuzzy Logic’. Two singles preceded the new album, one being ‘The International Language of Screaming’.

Gruff’s dad’s neighbours couldn’t have been screaming much louder but The Man Didn’t Give A Fuck.

The new releases featured cover art from Pete Fowler, who went on to design the sleeves of all the Furries releases up until 2007.

The album ‘Radiator’ hit the shelves in August 1997. Creation did not serve the album particularly well by releasing it just four days after the long-awaited new effort from Oasis, ‘Be Here Now’.

There’s a message for you Gruff – no matter how many kids were trafficked to celebs by Dafydd and Lucille, you and your friends will always be sheep shaggers in the eyes of those twats…

Two further singles, ‘Play It Cool’ (released Sept 1997) and ‘Demons’ (Nov 1997) both hit No. 27 in the charts, suggesting that Super Furry Animals had hit a commercial ceiling. However, somehow they had established themselves as favourites in the music press, a cut above the majority of their Britpop peers…

 

During 1997 the Waterhouse Inquiry heard evidence in public from former residents of children’s homes in north Wales. Accounts of the most serious abuse were given and some people collapsed whilst giving evidence.

 

The running theme re the Furries and sales seems to have been that outside their home territory of north Wales, the Furries didn’t always do that well. Sales were slow and sometimes not very good, but nonetheless they continued to be massively promoted by the music press/industry. Who had to ask them to sing their songs in a different language because they couldn’t understand what they were saying – even when they were speaking English.

In early 1998 Super Furry Animals recorded the ‘Ice Hockey Hair’ EP at Welsh producer and musician Gorwel Owen’s house and released it in May. The title track, ‘Smokin’ became their most successful single up to this point, hitting No. 12 in the charts and leading to a memorable appearance on ‘Top of the Pops’.

Now then, now then, guys and gals, we don’t usually let sheep shaggers from Bethesda into this business, but I’ve fixed it for them – as well as for those psychos from Broadmoor. They might know that I’m a twat up in Llanllechid but no-one’s going to publish a word.

By the beginning of 1998 no-one was in any doubt that what happened to kids in children’s homes in Gwynedd and Clwyd for years was dreadful and that senior managers in the Councils had known what was going on and had either colluded with, or ignored, it.

In Jan 1999, ‘NME’ readers named the Furries ‘best new band’, although it was now three years since they had released their debut album. In May 1999, the single ‘Northern Lites’ – recorded at the Real World Studios – was released and made No. 11 in the charts. Real World Studios was founded by Peter Gabriel and is located near Bath.

 

In May 1999 the National Assembly for Wales was established, packed to the rafters with new AMs who were paedophiles’ friends, served by a civil service composed substantially of former Welsh Office staff who had spent decades concealing the criminality of Dafydd and the gang…

 

After playing several of the summer festivals, the Furries released ‘Fire In My Heart’ and embarked on a US and UK tour. They finished their UK tour at the Cardiff International Arena in Cardiff, where they showcased the first ever concert in surround sound and broadcast it on the world wide web.

As Sir Ronald Waterhouse was writing his Report, the UK was swept away by so many talented young people from Wales.

A phenomenon had been created, as well as a whole new image for Wales and Welsh youth. Had Gruff Rhys and his mates not received such frantic promotion from the music industry, Wales and its youth would have been perceived rather differently as a result of the horrors that had emanated from the witness evidence supplied at the Waterhouse Inquiry.

Praise the Lord, we’re a musical nation – and Sir Ronnie Waterhouse and Lady Patricia Scotland were paid a great deal of money to call the witnesses liars.

Bring out that harp and give us a tune Mrs Wigley – Lady Wigley now – we’re in need of some good PR.

Cool Cymru did wonders for young people in north Wales who had endured years of sneering and marginalisation from the English media and I – and scores of other people whose lives had been destroyed by Gruff Rhys’s dad and his mates – purchased the albums of those musicians as well. None of us realised at the time who their parents and parents’ friends were. They were simply known as musicians from north Wales who had managed to storm the ramparts of a bastion of Anglo-Americanism, which always goes down well in north Wales. Of course it was not Gruff Rhys who had presided over the biggest child sex abuse scandal that the UK had ever experienced – it was his dad and many of those who had assisted the careers of Gruff and his friends. I find it staggering that this never even got a mention in the media, particularly as the phenomenon that was Gruff Rhys and his mates was taking place at the very time as all those deaths of former kids in care and psych patients in north Wales.

Gruff Rhys’s dad Ioan Bowen Rees died in May 1999. We didn’t hear much about that either. Not that I’d have had time to attend the funeral, I was recovering from years of effort at keeping myself out of prison and high security hospitals as the crazed allegations and the perjury from the mates of Gryff Rhys’s dad had reigned down upon me. There was a lull about the time that Ioan Bowen Rees died, before the paedophiles’ friends returned with a vengeance in 2002 and tried to have me imprisoned once more…

 

In Jan 2000 – one month before the publication of the Waterhouse Report – the Furries released  ‘Do or Die’ and made No. 20. It was last single that the Furries released on Creation Records, as Alan McGee set off to pursue other interests, but then as far as the paedophiles’ friends would have been concerned, he’d served his purpose.

Ioan’s son was a star!

We are told that it ‘had always been the Furries plan’ to release their next album on their own label, Placid Casual. It would be ‘a deliberate sidestep from their recent work’ – an album of Welsh language songs entitled ‘Mwng’. Ah, so they could sing in Welsh again now….

A limited edition 7 inch record, ‘Ysbeidiau Heulog’ – pronounce that correctly then NME –  preceded ‘Mwng’ in May 2000. It was backed with ‘Charge’, recorded as a Peel Session for the BBC. The title will have just tripped off Peel’s tongue… The album, released the same month, sold remarkably well for a non-English LP – it made No. 11 in the charts – and was commended in Parliament for its efforts in keeping the Welsh language alive. Not that anyone had ever noticed Parliament taking a blind bit of notice of the Welsh language’s destiny before. We know what the PM at that time – Blair – thought of the Welsh. They were ‘the fucking Welsh’, as that video clip of Blair losing his temper whilst watching TV demonstrated.

The year of the Waterhouse Report also saw the Furries contribute two tracks for the Liverpool Sound Collage project, which was nominated for a Grammy. They undertook this remixing of unreleased Beatles recordings at the invitation of Paul McCartney, whom they had met at the NME Awards, where they had won Best Live Act.

At about this time, being Welsh was so desirable that people who were not in the least bit Welsh were trying to join the London Welsh Society. One such person was David Frost. David Frost was filmed joking with the Weathergirl – I think that she was about 45 yrs old at the time – Sian Lloyd about the efforts that he had made to get into the London Welsh. I always associate David Frost with ‘Through The Keyhole’ and being the butt of the jokes of the many people whom he was once mates with in ‘Footlights’, but of course David Frost took a substantial interest in the wrongdoing of those in high places.

David Frost died in Aug 2013, after Operation Pallial had begun to reinvestigate the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and as the nation geared up for a review of the Waterhouse Inquiry in the wake of allegations that it had been a huge cover-up. Frost was on a cruise liner and unusually he was travelling alone, not with his wife. He had a heart attack not long after the ship had left port but whilst it was slightly too far away for help from land to be easily available. No Top Doctor in the world could save Frost…

In 2015 Frost’s son Miles was found dead after going out jogging. He had died at only 31 yrs of the same condition as his father, which had been ticking away inside him undiagnosed…

 

With the demise of Creation, the Furries needed to find a new label for their next album. Sony held a substantial stake in Creation and offered a deal to the Furries, who signed with Sony’s subsidiary, Epic. The band pushed for a deal which allowed them to take a new album elsewhere if the label wasn’t interested in releasing it – thereby allowing them to find a home for any esoteric project which they might want to undertake in the future. Epic were remarkably accommodating, not something which the ruthless greedy recording industry is known for.

The greater resources afforded to the Furries by Epic were apparent in their first album for the label, ‘Rings Around the World’, released in July 2001. One of the tracks from the album, ‘Receptacle For the Respectable’ featured Paul McCartney. Another track  was ‘No Sympathy’.

‘Rings Around the World’ was the world’s first simultaneous release of an audio and DVD album. It was nominated for the Mercury Music Prize in 2001. The ceremony took place on the day after the terror attacks on the World Trade Centre and the Pentagon – the Furries performed the album track ‘It’s Not The End Of The World’. Well, The Man Don’t Give A Fuck does he. ‘It’s Not The End Of The World’ was released as a single in Jan 2002 (chart No. 30), following ‘(Drawing) Rings Around the World’ (chart No. 28). Neither had that much impact but still received some airplay, notably on BBC Radio 2. Which is the station for the middle-aged, who can remember the days before Gary Glitter and others had been convicted of child sexual abuse and when it was believed that teenaged girls on ‘Top of the Pops’ actually enjoyed the Twat from Stoke Mandeville sporting a T Shirt with the slogan ‘If I Said You Had A Beautiful Body Would You Hold It Against Me?’ and asking them to follow the instructions on his shirt. The days when the same girls were ignored if they made allegations of sexual assault against the aforementioned Twat.

Now then, now then, now then, we mustn’t give up on these young gentlemen just because no-one is buying their music…

Lucky Gruff – son of one of those whom constituted, as a victim of the paedophiles’ friends said to me the other day, ‘a corrupt self-serving elite’ who ran Gwynedd as ‘their fiefdom’ – began preparing for stardom many years before it happened. In 1985 Gruff played drums for the north Wales band Machlud, appearing at the Pesda Roc festival in Bethesda and then found fame in Wales as the front man of Ffa Coffi Pawb (translated this name means ‘Everyone’s Coffee Beans’), which if said quickly in Welsh with a Bethesda accent, can sound like ‘fuck off everyone’.

On signing to Ankstmusik, Ffa Coffi Pawb became one of the leading bands on the Welsh music scene.

Ffa Coffi Pawb disbanded in 1993 and Gruff and drummer Dafydd Ieuan from Anglesey – who had played for Catatonia (1993-96), Yr Anhrefn and other Welsh language bands – formed the basis of Super Furry Animals and the legend began…

Gruff’s adventures continued after the allegations that Waterhouse had been one massive cover-up died down. In Jan 2005, Gruff released his first solo album, ‘Yr Atal Genhedlaeth’, on the Placid Casual label. A tour of Wales and several festival appearances followed. After Super Furry Animals signed to Rough Trade, the new label agreed to take on Gruff’s solo work as well and in 8 January 2007 they released ‘Candylion’.  A third solo album by Rhys, ‘Hotel Shampoo’ was released in Feb 2011. In March 2011, it was announced that Rhys would be playing at Glastonbury 2011.

In 2006 Gruff formed ieie Productions with his partner Catryn Ramasut in to produce film and television projects. Catryn had previously worked for BBC Radio 1, Marmalade Magazine and M and C Saatchi, better known to people of my vintage as the dreadful Saatchi and Saatchi.

You’re in good company Maurice and Charles – the paedophiles’ friends of north Wales!

In 2010, Dylan Goch’s film ‘Separado!’ premiered, a documentary about Gruff Rhys’s trip to Patagonia in search of his forebears who had emigrated in the 19th century. In 2014, Dylan and Gruff co-directed a film about the Welsh explorer John Evans, ‘American Interior’. ‘American Interior’ was a combined project of an album, a film, a book and an app for mobile devices.

In Dec 2015-Jan 2016, Rhys fronted a co-production with National Theatre Wales, ‘The Insatiable, Inflatable Candylion’. The music and lyrics were by Gruff Rhys and the play’s text by Tim Price. The musicians appearing with Rhys were Lisa Jen Brown (who also sang on the original album), Sweet Baboo, Emma Daman Thomas and Kilph Scurlock. The show also included actors Remy Beasley, Matthew Bulgo, Dyfan Dwyfor, Natasha Lewis and Dyfrig Morris.

Lisa Jen Brown is from Bethesda. I don’t know if her family are paedophiles’ friends, but her biography ticks all the right boxes for One Who Is Talented from Gwynedd. She landed a part in the S4C drama ‘Rownd a Rownd’ at 14 years old, because it ‘was just fortunate enough that my drama school, Ysgol Glanaethwy, was right on the doorstep of where they happened to be filming. So when the show’s producers came knocking, my mum, who runs a stage company called Theatr Bara Caws in Caernarfon, told me to go for it’.

I think that mum holds the key here – kids in care didn’t just happen to get enrolled at Ysgol Glanaethwy, on the doorstep of someone who was conveniently filming an S4C drama and in need of the talents of a 14 year old girl who’s mum was part of the cylch.

Lisa had bigger ambitions though – ‘I did keep trying to audition for various London acting schools, but every year I’d get offered another series worth of work on the show’. So she didn’t get any offers from London then and had to carry on slumming it on the ‘Rownd a Rownd’ set in Menai Bridge.

Lisa found a way of getting a nice place in London however: ‘One of my best friends went on to buy a place in Camden and practically demanded I move in with her’. Life’s a bitch though, as Lisa explains: ‘I found trying to make it as an actress up there really hard and would constantly be running back to Wales to do bits and bobs in the theatre or on telly, like voicing kids’ cartoons on S4C’ sighs Lisa. ‘It just seemed to me that the casting directors in London can’t take anyone seriously unless they’ve got a long list of English-speaking credits on their CV. They tend not to take you seriously if your resume is full up with Welsh parts, no matter how good, because they aren’t aware of the high calibre of talent that we have down here.’

Yes the place is brimming over with the indulged children of the local elite with a massive sense of entitlement. Although Lisa’s working life sounds a bit like that of the Viz magazine’s character Luvvie Darling, who spends most of his time ‘resting’ in between doing 20 second voice overs for kiddies TV or adverts, Lisa really scraped the barrel: ‘The absolute lowest point, though, came when I went up for an Immac commercial and all they wanted to do was look at all the actresses’ legs’.

Lisa Jen – Immac is flogged to women on the basis that they will be left with a pair of smooth, shiny, hairless legs, of course they will have been assessing you on your legs, that is the USP for Immac, you don’t need a PhD in theoretical physics to do the Immac commercials.

Jen did however find a fulfilling job eventually: ‘I did enjoy working in Agent Provocateur in Soho because I got to dress up every day in high heels and stockings to sell expensive knickers and bras to the punters’ she says.

Dafydd and Lucille will be proud of her.

During her six years in London, Lisa met her husband Martin Hoyland, the guitarist from 1990s alt-rockers ‘Pusherman’. They have now returned to Gwynedd and live in Lisa’s grandmother’s old cottage at Gerlan, near Bethesda.

Lisa has in the past provided backing vocal sessions for Cerys Matthews.

 

Dyfan Dwyfor is a Welsh actor from Cricieth who now lives in London. He attended Ysgl Eifionydd, Porthmadog and Coleg Meirion Dwyfor before going on to Ysgol Glanaethwy. He graduated from the Royal Welsh College of Music and Drama in 2007. Dyfan’s career began when he bagged a part in ‘Rownd a Rownd’ on S4C…

 

On 17 Dec 2011, Gruff Rhys joined the Manic Street Preachers on stage during the ‘A Night of National Treasures’ live event at the O2 Arena in London.

The Manic Street Preachers were also part of the Cool Cymru phenomenon, but although they have performed and played on occasions with Gruff and co, the Manic Street Preachers are from south Wales – Blackwood – and don’t seem to be intimately networked with quite so many paedophiles’ friends as Gruff and his friends from north Wales. Furthermore Richey Edwards, the Manic Street Preacher who disappeared in Feb 1995 and has not been seen since, suffered from many of the very same problems as did those who were left to kill themselves by the Social Services Dept which Gruff’s dad ran.

On 21 April 2016, Gruff Rhys released a new song entitled ‘I Love EU’, a song praising the EU ahead of the June 2016 EU referendum.

 

In July 2015, Gruff received an Honorary Fellowship from Bangor University. Gruff’s cousin, DJ and music promoter Huw Stephens, was also honoured – their mutual grandfather was President of the Students Union at what was then UCNW. Gruff Rhys is also the cousin of musician MC Mabon (Gruff Meredith).

I cannot find any references to the name of the grandfather who was SU President at UCNW, but it will have been Ioan Bowen Rees’s father, who taught at Dolgellau Grammar School. Bronwen Astor, the wife of Bill Astor when the Profumo Affair exploded, went to school in Dolgellau (see post ‘In Memoriam – Bronwen, Lady Astor).

Ioan’s grandfather had been a missionary in Ndebeland -now Zimbabwe – where he was placed under the protection of King Lobengula during the 1890s Bantu uprisings.

Ioan Bowen Rees was born in 1929. So his father would probably have been leading the Students Union at UCNW in the early-mid 1920s or thereabouts.

The President of UCNW, 1900-27, was Lord Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon, 4th Baron Kenyon, a member of the Conservative Govt’s of Lord Salisbury and Arthur Balfour, then of Lloyd George’s Coalition Gov’t. He was ADC to King George V in 1912.

Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon – who was known by the social services to be sexually exploiting boys in care in north Wales and after being caught in the act made a complaint of theft against the boy involved who was then sent to a detention centre – was the grandson of the 4th Baron Kenyon. Thomas, who never faced any action regarding his activities with the boys in care, died of AIDS in 1993. See post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’ for further details of Thomas.

Lloyd’s son, Thomas’s father, the 5th Baron – also called Lloyd – was a Tory peer and President of UCNW, 1947-82. The 5th Baron was Provincial Grand Master of the North Wales Freemasons, member of the North Wales Police Authority, a leading light in the local NHS bodies and Chairman of Clwyd Area Health Authority, 1974-78, a Flintshire County Councillor, Deputy Lieutenant for Flintshire, ad infinitum. Which places Lord Kenyon at the scene of a great many crimes. A paedophiles’ friend and a paedophiles’ father.

The 5th Baron Kenyon was a Director of Lloyds Bank.

For further details about the Kenyon dynasty and the other paedophiles’ friends who governed UCNW and the University of Wales, please see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’.

Gruff’s grandfather will have had the dirt on naughtiness in high places reaching back as far as Lloyd George and King George V and no doubt Gruff’s dad did as well.

 

Gruff’s cousin Huw Stephens was born in Cardiff. He is the son of the author and literary journalist Meic Stephens. Huw really did make it big overnight and at a tender age. Huw joined Radio 1 in 1999 at the age of 17 as part of the station’s new regional output, where he hosted the Wales opt-out with Bethan Elfyn. Huw had previously been a DJ on Rookwood Sound Hospital Radio in Llandaff. In 2005, Huw gained a national slot when he became one of the replacements for the late John Peel and Huw has never looked back.

Hospital radio in Llandaff to Radio 1 at the age of 17? That’s pretty impressive. In 1999 as well – just before the Waterhouse Report was published.

Ah, Wales has got talent…

Huw’s dad, Meic Stephens is a Welsh literary editor, journalist, translator and poet. Meic came from Treforest, near Pontypridd. He studied at Aberystwyth and Bangor Universities and at the University of Rennes in Brittany.

From 1962-66, Stephens taught French at Ebbw Vale in Monmouthshire.

In Merthyr Tydfil, Stephens established the Triskel Press and in 1965 he began the periodical, ‘Poetry Wales’. 

Meic Stephens learnt Welsh as an adult and became a member of Cymdeithas yr Iaith Cymraeg and of Plaid. So Meic will be well connected to a great many people who were paedophiles’ friends themselves or who knew that they would be finished by association if the truth regarding the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal ever got out.

From 1967-90, Meic Stephens was literature director of the Welsh Arts Council. Before retiring he was Professor of Welsh Writing in English at the University of Glamorgan. He was also a visiting professor in the English department of Brigham Young University, Utah, US. He has written for the ‘Western Mail’ and writes obituaries of eminent Welsh people for the Indie.

As a member of Cymdeithas, Meic will know all about Meri Huws, who was a colleague of the paedophiles of north Wales in the 1980s when she worked as a social worker for Gwynedd Social Services. Meri was a leading light in Cymdeithas in her youth, but being Meri and having fallen out with everyone, she is never mentioned by the Cymdeithas veterans unless it is in a derogatory manner. They loathe her and were livid when she was appointed as Welsh Language Commissioner, alleging that it was yet another job that Meri had bagged by shagging Ministers in the Welsh Gov’t (see post ‘People With Energy’).

 

Another person who knows much of the info that I have posted up on this blog is a former UCNW student who was doing her PhD in the same Dept as me when I was an undergrad – Stel Farrar. Stel will in fact know much more than me, because she had a relationship with one of the lecturers – John Farrar – whilst she was an undergrad and later married him. John Farrar ended up as PVC for Research and was memorably described to me as ‘the second most hated man in Bangor’, after Farrar had experienced a heart attack after a screaming row with the Senior PVC, Professor Fergus Lowe, ‘the most hated man in Bangor’ (see post ‘He’s Not The Messiah, He’s A Very Naughty Boy’). How the oppressed laughed as these utter bastards who had made so many lives so unbearable for so many years fought like ferrets in a sack.

After the most hated man in Bangor had nearly succeeded in killing the second most hated man in Bangor, Farrar decided that he didn’t want to be a PVC anymore and that he would retire. A polite e mail was sent around the staff explaining that there wouldn’t be a party because ‘John doesn’t want a fuss’ – which was just as well because he wasn’t going to get one – but if anyone would like to leave a donation for a gift, there was a collection being organised. E mails were sent between staff with comments such as (from a lecturer who kept sheep on his small hill farm), ‘well I’ve got a bag of shit that he’s welcome to’.

During the Fungus/Farrar Years of Oppression, Stel bagged herself a job as a Welsh teacher with Meri Huws’s dysfunctional empire, the School of Lifelong Learning. Meri was also a PVC and it was a real laugh because Farrar, Meri and Fungus all hated each other.

Meri’s departure from Bangor University was even better than Farrar’s. There was a party but the arrangements were kept secret lest the event was gatecrashed by well-wishers. I and a friend managed to find out the date of the event and we searched the corridor in Top College which housed the organs of gov’t in the hope of finding Meri pissed and screaming as was her habit after a few drinks, but we were unsuccessful. I was later told that the VC had organised an event to which a small number of trusted people were invited who could be relied upon not to take the piss. The ever polite VC then sent out a message thanking Meri for her ‘unique contribution’ to the University…

He couldn’t be any ruder because it was alleged that Meri was a former bedfellow of Rhodri Morgan who at that time was FM.

There was so much dirt accompanied by so much swearing sent around on the staff e mails about these three PVCs that people began to get worried lest the university authorities had installed a programme to detect terms of abuse relating to the PVCs in staff e mails. Until one Professor reassured everyone with the observation that if such a programme had been installed it would crash from overwork within about five minutes.

 

Stel and John Farrar have a son – Robin. He’s a leading light in Cymdeithas and regularly appears in the media in Wales demanding that Carwyn should show greater commitment to the Welsh language and more importantly should hand over a lot more dosh to Meri et al.

 

Gruff’s fellow Furries band members Dafydd Ieuan and Cian Ciaran run the Cardiff-based label and recording studio Strangetown Records. Dafydd Ieuan released ‘The Golden Mile’ in 2008, with Rhys Ifans on vocals. In 2013, Dafydd Ieuan recorded with Catatonia’s former guitarist Mark Roberts.

Dafydd Ieuan and Cian Ciaran’s dad is Top Doctor Carl Clowes! Carl is well-known in north Wales and has been the subject of a number of controversies regarding some of the good works with which he has been involved, controversies which usually seemed to centre around allegations involving the finances of the projects. Carl Clowes is a community champ, a Welsh language campaigner and an anti-nuclear campaigner.

Dr Carl Clowes is a former public health consultant for Gwynedd and is currently a Board member of Public Health Wales. Public Health Wales is a receptacle for those paedophiles’ friends who have been sacked by everyone else in north Wales but who have so much dirt on their colleagues that no-one can afford to turn them completely loose. Carl is the Board rep for the Third sector, so if anyone wonders who is responsible for ensuring that MIND and Dafydd’s charity CAIS continue to receive millions in taxpayers money, the finger points, partly at least, at Carl.

Carl graduated from Manchester Medical School in the late 1960s. He has said that he particularly loved going to ‘Top of the Pops’ in the converted chapel in Rusholme, which acted as a studio in the early days of the programme.

Now then, now then…

Carl maintains that Manchester ‘remains a city with a human touch’. It was to gay clubs in Manchester that the empowered service users detained under the Mental Health Act in Prestwood Homes were being taken to enable them to meet ‘people like them’. Clients were abused at Prestwood and it was very obviously a people trafficking organisation disguised as a chain of care homes. No-one ever managed to find out who owned the considerable business which was Prestwood, but the manager was an associate of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones. See posts ‘A Convenient Arrangement With The Private Sector’ and ‘News Round Up And Crime Report, May 14 2017’ for details of the nightmare that was Prestwood Homes.

After graduation, Carl Clowes worked as a junior doctor in Manchester Royal Infirmary, Stepping Hill Hospital and in Llangwyfan Chest Hospital in North Wales returning to Manchester and postgraduate studies in the Christie Hospital.

Dafydd’s network reached as far as Manchester University (see posts ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’ and ‘The Mentor’) as did Dr Tony Francis’s (Dr X’s) network, (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’). Tony Francis’s wife Sadie worked at Manchester with him – I think that Sadie trained at Manchester.

When Carl Clowes left Manchester he moved to Llanaelhaearn on the Llŷn Peninsula to work in a single-handed GP dispensing practice.

Carl has observed that ‘Whatever one’s talents or interests, medicine offers a unique opportunity for personal development’.

You can even run a pan-European paedophile ring, remain untouchable whilst victims and witnesses are found dead and still the media will spout rubbish about your talents and your compassion and explain that the havoc over which you are presiding will be resolved if only you are given more money. In the event of a police investigation, you can use your influential network to construct your children as musical prodigies.

Carl has said that working on the Llyn ‘proved to be a remarkably profitable period of my life, as I came face-to-face with a community in serious decline and facing all the consequential health problems’. As a single-handed GP working in a dispensing practice – and the only GP for miles around as well – Carl will not only have wielded considerable influence in the area, but will have been able to do whatever he wanted without scrutiny. He will have been able to attribute the ‘serious decline’ in the community and the ‘consequential health problems’ to any reason convenient for him, rather than explain that there was a sex trafficking gang operating in the region which was facilitated by a network of professional people who were also dipping their hands into the till whenever it suited them.

Carl helped set up Cymdeithas y Pentrefwyr (Villagers’ Society) in Llanaelhaearn, where the village school was facing closure as a consequence of severe population decline in the area. This led to Carl ‘Chairing Antur Aelhaearn, the first ‘community cooperative’ in the UK. The villagers became shareholders in their own development ‘trust’, so revitalising the area; inter alia, they built their own workshops, established an Eisteddfod, a community centre and playground and are currently working on a proposal to ensure Llanaelhaearn becomes a ‘green village’. In 2014, Antur celebrated its 40th anniversary. Carl maintains that the rationale was to ‘address some of the area’s need and restore confidence in the population, to great success’.’

 

Well I’m staggered to hear that Carl, because after leaving Bethesda I lived a few miles down the road from Llanaelhaearn for a few years. I loved it out there, it is a beautiful place with mountains and sea. But the local people have bugger all. They have worked very hard to keep that community pub of theirs going and I think that their community shop is still in business as well, but the only person who could ever claim that it is not a community in decline enduring serious disadvantage is a Top Doctor called Carl Clowes who does not live on the limited incomes of people in Llanaelhaearn.

There are at present plans to close yet more rural schools in Gwynedd, because the Council cannot afford to maintain them. If I had children I would want them to attend a small Welsh medium school, at least whilst they were of primary age – many of those schools are very good. But even Dafydd Iwan has now appeared in the Welsh media to support the village schools closure programme – because there is no dosh left. There is no dosh left because for decades the paedophiles’ friends have gobbled and troughed and grossly mismanaged, whilst feathering their own nests and ruthlessly excluding anyone who looked like they might have known what they were doing. They’ve had the lot, there is nothing left. And as Dafydd Iwan sung at every gig he did – ‘Yma O Hyd’ (this translates as ‘We’re Still Here’). Yes that’s the fucking trouble Dafydd, you are still there and so are all the dipsticks who brought north Wales to its knees. The councils are in crisis, there’s no dosh, there’s no services, the NHS has collapsed and no-one will work for it anyway and young people are leaving at an even greater rate than before. Because the whole bloody region is run by the paedophiles’ friends. So who are you going to blame now that crunch point has been reached Dafydd?

Never mind, Gruff and his friends are famous!

 

Another Top Doctor owned a house near Carl’s turf at Llanaelheaern – Tony Francis. He purchased a second home there during the Time Of The Great Panic, in the run up to the Waterhouse Inquiry.

It was all a bit weird – Tony Francis lived on Anglesey and had just acquired a rather grand place at Dwyran as his main home. The alleged purpose of the cottage at Trefor was for him to stay in whilst he was working down on the Llyn – his duties had been redefined and he was given responsibility for the patients down there. By this time Francis was at complete loggerheads with every one of his colleagues and was very obviously cracking up. He was being treated appallingly by all of them, we witnessed it – he was being blatantly insulted by the other Top Docs and Angels were telling patients that he was ‘mentally ill’. For his part, Francis made efforts to get patients on his side in his battle with his colleagues – ironically, we did support him. We could see how they were treating him and we all hated them because they had abused us for years anyway – but none of us knew what Francis was trying to do to us without our knowledge.

The reality was that the whole bloody lot of them had concealed the paedophile gang and now that Waterhouse was approaching they were turning on each other – and asking the patients whom they had mistreated to save them.

Francis only owned the cottage at Trefor for about 10 minutes. Matters went inexplicably pear shaped and he decided that he wasn’t going to be the consultant for the Llyn after all and he sold his house there.

I am trying to work out why Francis wanted domain over that region as Waterhouse approached. There was a complete can of worms in the Police Station and Magistrates Court at Pwllheli, they were bastions of the paedophiles’ friends and were used to fit people up when all other methods had failed. Francis was also involved in concealing questionable matters at the holiday camp at Pwllheli – it was for years a Butlin’s, but then it changed its name – which received many young working class people from Merseyside every summer, as staff and visitors. Francis’s relocation to the Dwyfor area will definitely have been linked to the Great Cover-Up.

If Carl the Empowerer – who knew Tony Francis – knows what the explanation is, perhaps he could enlighten me.

 

In 1988, Carl convened and subsequently Chaired Fforwm Iaith Genedlaethol (National Language Forum), which brought together 26 Welsh language organisations to campaign for a new Welsh Language Act. In 1991, also as Chair, Carl was responsible for developing the first ever comprehensive strategy for the future of the Welsh language.

The use of Welsh – even in the language stronghold of Gwynedd – has declined since 1988.

Between 1988-90, Carl ‘stepped out of the NHS’ to work with the local authority Cyngor Dwyfor and the endemically corrupt WDA to engineer a socio-economic development strategy for the Llŷn Peninsula.

I got to know some of the local young people from the area, because they were the friends of the children of the person whom I shared a house with. One local young man had serious drug problems and was also dealing to fund his own habit. The other young people were so wary of him that they asked their parents to make excuses so that they could avoid him if he called over to their houses.

There is a village called Clynnog Fawr some eight miles from Llanaelhaearn and between 2002-07, I lived nearby. I used to pop into the pub at Clynnog because the children of my friends worked in there – the pub was staffed virtually entirely by local young people who needed casual work as there was no other employment for them in the area.

The pub served the local population and was fairly quiet but did have a steady trade. Then the pub was purchased by someone who lived in Chester and he decided to go upmarket and aim for a complete different market – foodies and tourists. The man who purchased the pub paid for an advertising campaign on the local radio and much was made of the fact that the pub was under new management and now had aspirations to be a bit posh. A new manageress was installed who imposed a regime of terror and the local young people who worked there found the atmosphere so unpleasant that they began leaving as soon as they could.

When winter arrived, the pub was virtually empty. My friend explained to me that the new manageress ‘has banned all the old alkies and they’re the only customers in the winter’. I used to go in the pub with the old alkies – I’m not sure that they were actually alkies, they were a group of local elderly men who lived nearby, but they definitely weren’t foodies. Then someone else I knew who enrolled for a counselling course at Chester University discovered that one of her fellow students was the owner of the pub. He knew nothing about the socio-economic problems of the area – he didn’t know how badly the manageress was treating staff either – and didn’t realise that most of the local people didn’t have enough money to dine in style regularly, so once the tourists had gone home there would be no customers with foodie desires.

Whilst I lived near Clynnog a few other memorable things happened in Carl Clowes’s empowered community. A man who used a wheelchair and who had mental health problems was imprisoned for a murderous attack on his elderly mother, after the Top Docs at the Hergest Unit refused to admit him on the grounds that he was ‘dangerous’ and should be prosecuted. The murderous attack consisted of the man – who had a long standing depressive illness – waving a pair of garden shears at his mother and saying that he wished that he could kill both of them. He then dropped the shears, started crying and his mum rang the doctor. It was the biggest mistake she made. After her middle-aged depressed son was imprisoned, the prison admitted that it did not have the facilities for a man with such severe physical disabilities and also stated that he should be in a mental health unit anyway, such were his problems.

Then another even sadder event happened. One of the young men I knew who had worked in the pub died in freak accident, which wasn’t the fault of anyone. His mum had been raped when she was young and had taken to drink. She had not been offered any help from the mental health services at any time. She managed to remain in work and for a while worked in Morrison’s supermarket. This lady was also epileptic and when Morrison’s found out, she was harassed by the management until she left her job. She ended up living in B&B accommodation for the homeless in Caernarfon – accommodation which was owned by two people who worked in the Housing Dept at Gwynedd County Council who were making a bomb by charging nearly £1000/week for the substandard accommodation. Which was paid for by Gwynedd County Council…

There was a social worker employed by Gwynedd County Council who lived near Clynnog. She told someone I know that she avoided going into the Post Office at Clynnog because the trouble was that she would bump into her clients if she went in there and she really didn’t want to have to speak to them. That particular problem resolved itself when the Post Office closed down.

 

People often laugh at Brown and me and ask us how we discover so much of this sort of thing. The answer is simple. We have been/are friends with so many who have been crapped upon that we know what is really happening to them, so we don’t rely on media interviews given by the paedophiles’ friends for our information regarding ‘the community’. Furthermore, throughout my many years in north Wales, it was an assorted collection of hippies, mental health patients and friendly neighbours who were small businessmen or farmers who were the main source of help for me as the paedophiles’ friends did everything possible to see me destitute and in prison. Sadly a number of those who helped me then came under fire from the paedophiles’ friends and found themselves accused of child abuse or were inexplicably denied NHS treatment for serious medical conditions.

 

 

After empowering everyone in the Clynnog/Llanaelhaearn area, Carl Clowes returned to Powys and become Medical Director – he was previously Director of Planning and a Public Health Consultant in Powys –  then retired early in 2000 to ‘follow two projects’ that he’d led in the 1970s and 1980s.

In recent weeks it has been admitted that the children’s services in Powys have been riddled with problems for years and are now no longer functioning. Neither does Powys have a functioning mental health service or indeed many other basic health and social care services. Machynlleth has a vibrant community group who are real stars and they are doing just about everything that in previous years was the job of the NHS or social services. They are also providing food and legal advice for people who have been left destitute after their benefits have been stopped, sometimes unlawfully. Sadly that group are not legally allowed to prescribe opiates for pain relief or carry out root canal treatment – I suspect that if they were, they’d probably do a better job than a hissy fitting member of the BMA.

 

The first project that Carl became involved with was Nant Gwrtheyrn, a language centre that was part of a wider scheme to develop a former quarrying village in order to improve employment opportunities for the locals. Carl lists Nant Gwrtheyrn as one of his greatest achievements. Carl stated that ‘Some 30,000 people have gained from courses at the centre and, at the last count, some 27 countries were represented in the ‘mix’ of origin of the attendees’.

That is probably true, Nant Gwrtheyrn is a great place if you want to go on a residential Welsh course or want a coffee in the cafe before you walk along the cliff to look at the wild goats and ravens. But Carl knows as well as I do that Nant Gwrtheyrn has done bugger all for people living on its doorstep. It is a visitor attraction for tourists or people with enough dosh and leisure time to hang out down there.

The ’employment opportunities’ are low paid jobs – that may only exist during the summer months – staffing the cafe, cleaning the houses etc. Carl boasts that Nant Gwrtheyrn has provided 30 jobs and is the major employer in the area. Which simply demonstrates how dire the employment opportunities are in that part of Gwynedd. Furthermore Nant Gwrtheyrn is at the bottom of a massively steep valley, miles away from anywhere with no public transport. So the folk in those poorly paid part-time jobs will need their own transport to get to work. For those who have got transport, the cost of keeping the car on the road to enable them to get to their jobs in the cafe or doing the cleaning will erode their part-time earnings.

I am very familiar with life in that part of the world and the everyday story of local folk is of people who are spending money keeping old bangers going so they can drive over to clean the holiday cottages for a few hours on two or three days per week because there is no other work for many miles. In the summer there is a bonanza when Hafan y Mor, a holiday park near Pwllheli, opens for business and the caravans and chalets need doing, so everyone heads for the ’employment opportunities’ there. That is not a bed of roses though – Hafan y Mor is a totalitarian regime.

One of my friends used to work at Hafan y Mor and related the tale of the elderly man who used to do the gardens there, who, after working his knackers off all morning, sat on a bench to have a drink from his flask. At the time Hafan y Mor had been booked by a ‘community group’ providing cheap holidays for the disadvantaged and one of the guests saw the gardener on the bench and asked him to do something for her. The gardener said – but not rudely – that he was just on his break but would get onto it as soon as he’d finished. The guest reported him to the management – I was told that Hafan y Mor was plastered in notices encouraging the guests to complain if they were less than 100% satisfied with the service – and the gardener was given a formal warning.

My friend neatly summed it up with the comment ‘a service user on a cheap holiday nearly got him the sack’.

Hafan y Mor are in a position to sack people for trivial reasons because the locals are desperate for work, so matter how bum their deal, that there’ll always be someone else coming along…

Carl Clowes was never in danger of losing his job as the result of a complaint from a service user.

Carl’s second project was Dolen Cymru, which acted as a link between Wales and Lesotho in Africa to ‘facilitate educational, health, religious and cultural people exchanges between the two countries’. Carl Chaired Dolen Cymru from its outset in 1985 and is Honorary Consul for Lesotho in Wales. Carl has explained that ‘At a personal level, this engagement with sub-Saharan Africa opened up many opportunities for me and, also, health colleagues who have spent time in the country… The challenges of working with minimal resources, few trained staff and enormous clinical problems has helped focus the mind of many a clinician involved in the country.’ Carl continues to visit Lesotho annually.

In 2009, King Letsie III made Carl Clowes a Member of the Most Loyal Order of Ramatseatsana for his work in developing the Dolen Cymru link.

No doubt Dolen Cymru was established with the best will in the world, but as with so many things, the Top Docs and paedophiles’ friends have colonised it and caused havoc. There have been internal rows and allegations of dishonesty and financial mismanagement – Dr Graham Thomas, a former Hergest Unit doctor who was a neighbour of mine, seemed to be at the centre of the discord. Graham is a leading light in the BMA.

People keep asking me if any of the Top Docs have contacted me with regard to this blog. Only one has- Graham Thomas. Who accused me of libelling him. Graham’s comment and my responses, as well as the responses of other readers, can be read in the comments column with follows my post ‘Correction and Apology’. I did invite Graham to expand on his accusation but I heard no more. Just to clarify, I have never accused Graham of the sort of abuse or negligence which I witnessed on the part of so many of his colleagues, I only ever heard that Graham was a good consientious doctor in terms of his conduct at work – but Graham most certainly knows about the misconduct and criminality of his colleagues and he has kept schtum.

 

One service that is provided by Dolen Cymru is excellent PR for the paedophiles’ friends working in the Wales NHS.

 

Carl Clowes gave an interview in which he told young people that if opportunities ‘don’t arise, create them!’. They don’t all have a hot line to the WDA like you Carl, those working at Hafan y Mor are not going to be given a few million to develop a nice but minority interest tourist attraction – they’ll be the people who are paid the minimum wage throughout the summer months to serve the coffees and do the cleaning….

Carl maintains that ‘Doors seem to have a habit of opening or closing, as the case may be!’ Interestingly enough Carl, if you blow the whistle on a sex trafficking ring or you help someone who has, a lot of doors seem to slam shut very firmly and very quickly. Including the cell door behind you in Walton Prison or Broadmoor.

Regarding the NHS in Wales, Carl’s pearls include – ‘One of the biggest challenges in Wales is to make sure we know what impacts on the public’s health and work to get those factors right’.

In 2012, Carl was given an OBE for his work ‘in the community in Anglesey. He has also been honoured by the National Eisteddfod and is a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards – as are a number of Dafydd’s and Lucille’s associates. In 2014 Carl was awarded the Alumni Medal for Social Responsibility by the University of Manchester.

 Carl has contributed to the BMA Cymru Wales Community Blog. He explained that as a result of the decline of the community in which he worked as a GP,’a high prevalence of hypertension, diabetes and depression followed and in an attempt to address this, I successfully led the development of the first community cooperative in the UK, Antur Aelhaearn’.

I have seen no evidence that Antur Aelhaearn has made any difference to the rates of hypertension, diabetes and depression in the community, no matter what other benefits the project may have conferred. Carl believes that it ‘is that with an empowered community, individuals are also empowered and these wider determinants can have a lasting impact on important health indices’.

I invite readers to pop up and have a look at Llanaelhaearn. There isn’t a great deal of empowerment going on. There are decent people doing their best in a region in which they and their children have been priced out of the housing market, because no-one can buy a house from their earnings at Nant Gwertheryn. Indeed it is getting very difficult for people in that position to even rent somewhere. Carl and his children will not face the same problems, although one of Carl’s famous sons did mention that he left Anglesey because there were no opportunities for him there. Presumably Carl’s son did not relocate to the Llyn to clean the cottages at Nant Gwertheryn. As with so many of the brainwaves that emanate from the paedophiles’ friends, those are the jobs that other people’s children do.

Carl has also been involved in international public health projects, including the NGO Medical Emergency Relief International’s (MERLIN) Tuberculosis programme in Tomsk, Siberia, an HIV programme in Mizoram, India and the restructuring of primary care services in Cambodia with French children’s charity ‘Enfants et Dévelopment’.

 

Following Carl’s contribution to the BMA blog, ‘Anonymous’ commented: ‘An excellent summary of a rewarding, selfless and committed professional life. An inspirational dedication to empower communities and individuals and to tackle health inequities in disadvantaged population.’ Anonymous doesn’t live in Carl’s empowered community then…

 

A few days ago the Daily Post Online ran a story about an employee of the DWP in Caernarfon Job Centre who has won a case of disability discrimination against the DWP, after evidence was produced of truly dreadful conduct on the part of the managers of Caernarfon Job Centre. Which will not surprise anyone with knowledge of how Caernarfon Job Centre has conducted business for years.

There is a man who a few years ago was employed by Caernarfon Job Centre – and might well still be – who could a few tales about the paedophiles’ friends. The security man there, Dewi. Dewi is a sort of hired thug who is as rude and intimidating as possible to the clients of Caernarfon Job Centre. It must be a retirement job because Dewi will be past 65 now. I remember Dewi really well from his days as a younger hired thug. Dewi used to be the security man in the Students Union when I was a student. I heard a great many anecdotes about Dewi and his enjoyment of using uncalled for excessive force against the male students. I didn’t expect to ever have a confrontation with Dewi myself, because I was female and didn’t tend to frequent the boozing sessions in the SU – Dewi usually targeted boys who had been in the bar, so that he could use the excuse of drunken students for his excessive force.

However I did encounter Dewi. After I complained about Gwynne the lobotomist, it was Dewi who was called upon to throw me out of the SU building – and unlawfully grab my bag and chuck it outside – repeatedly. Dewi was a personal friend of the nurse employed by the Student Health Centre, Liz Stables – Liz was a mate of Dafydd’s.

Dewi used to live on the Maesgeirchan estate, just outside of Bangor. Which was the location of Ty’r Felin, the children’s home where the kids were abused and trafficked for sex work, to Dolphin Square as well as to other places (see post ‘Are You Local?’).

As a hired thug who socialised with other thugs and friends of Dafydd, Dewi will have known a great deal about the paedophile gang whom he was assisting.

If the police want to have a word with Dewi, he’s the one in Caernarfon Job Centre who’s quite short and muscular with a 1970s walrus moustache and a lot of gold jewellery. Who looks like an ageing henchman for serious criminals.

 

 

 

A Vintage Crop

Previous posts have documented the sheer number of people involved in concealing the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal who picked up peerages in 1992, when John Major was unexpectedly re-elected and when days later five witnesses to the activities of the paedophile gang in north Wales were murdered in a firebomb attack (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’).

Sir Peter Morrison, MP for Chester and Thatcher’s aide who was a member of the gang who abused kids in care in north Wales, stood down at the 1992 election. I have just finished reading Thatcher’s autobiography ‘The Downing Street Years’ – which contains an acknowledgement to Peter Morrison in the foreword – and towards the end of the book there are many references to Morrison. He organised her unsuccessful leadership campaign in 1990, before her resignation. I knew that Morrison was a Thatcherite who had encouraged Thatch to stand as leader in 1975, but Thatch makes it quite clear in ‘The Downing Street Years’ that Morrison was a personal friend and had been since he was first elected in 1974. Thatch and Denis regularly invited Morrison to Chequers to dinners with Carol and Mark and the inner circle.

Senior Tories from that era have now admitted how it was openly discussed that Morrison was abusing children and that Thatcher was told this by Barry Strevens, her police bodyguard. She still went ahead and appointed Morrison as her PPS. Just as she personally lobbied for Jimmy Savile to be given a knighthood despite being told of the concerns regarding his ‘private life’. Savile visited Bryn Estyn, the children’s home in north Wales where Morrison was seen driving away with one of the boys in his car. A former resident of Bryn Estyn claimed that he was gang raped by the staff whilst Savile watched the action.

Whilst researching who had been honoured and when, I noticed that 1998 was another vintage year for lavishing goodies on people who had been complicit with wrongdoing. By 1998 the Waterhouse Inquiry had heard evidence – in public – from the former kids in care in north Wales, who described how they had been beaten, raped, buggered, starved and forced to work for no pay in local businesses, whilst Ronnie Waterhouse and barristers acting for the paedophile gang discredited them or called them liars. Some witnesses collapsed and some had psychiatric breakdowns, but that was simply taken as yet more evidence that they could not be believed. In 1998 Sir Ronald Waterhouse had begun writing the Report which would be a monumental whitewash.

In 1998 Herbert Laming, who was the Govt’s Chief Inspector for the Social Services Inspectorate for many of those years whilst kids were abused in north Wales and elsewhere, picked up his peerage (see post ‘The Mentor’).

In 1998, Alan Langlands who had been Chief Exec of the NHS whilst Top Doctors in north Wales and elsewhere took part in criminal activities to conceal organised child abuse (see post ‘Security, Security’), was given a knighthood.

Another person who bagged a knighthood in 1998 was Brian Jarman, GP and Professor of Primary Healthcare at Imperial College. The Imperial College which employs Top Doctors who have been involved in research fraud (see post ‘I Don’t Believe It!’) and has links to the Top Doctors who have concealed wrongdoing in north Wales.

Lord John Harris of Greenwich was made a member of the Privy Council in 1998. John Harris had been in politics for years – he was the original spin doctor and his first role as a politician’s advisor was to Hugh Gaitskill. John Harris went on to advise many more senior politicians, but he became particularly big buddies with Roy Jenkins, who knew a great deal about the concealing of organised child abuse and who subsequently acted as a mentor to Blair (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part I’). Harris was also Minister for State for the Home Office in the Lords, 1974-79, the Home Office which had been directly responsible for managing Bryn Estyn until Nov 1973 and continued to keep quiet about what had happened there whilst they managed it. Harris remained in contact with his former civil servants in the Home Office until he died.

Harris also advised Harold Wilson and was a mate of the notorious Marcia Williams, later Lady Falkender, who was widely suspected of wielding power as a result of the dynamite that she had on Wilson.

Harris defected with Jenkins to set up the SDP in 1981 – along with Dr Death who personally knew some of the paedophiles’ friends in Wales (see post ‘Dr Death’) and David Steel, who was keeping the lid on the heap of dung which was Cyril Smith and had been Jeremy Thorpe.

Harris’s sins were many. He was Chair of the Parole Board, 1979-82, which provided a home for many who concealed the abuse of children and other vulnerable people and was a Trustee and then the Chairman of the Police Foundation. He was President of the National Association of Senior Probation Officers, 1983-92. Not only did numerous probation officers know about the abuse of vulnerable people and do nothing, but in north Wales many of the managers of the children’s homes which were employing abusers had worked as probation officers or went on to join the probation service.

John Harris was a Board member of Westward Television and in 1980 became Chairman after a bloody coup resulted in the removal of Peter Cadbury as Chairman.

Harris’s son Francis works as an assistant editor on the Daily Telegraph, so no-one will get to read what Harris actually got up to.

Someone else was honoured in 1998 as well, someone who had done a few very big favours for Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and the paedophiles in north Wales – Ruth Runciman, who became a Dame.

Ruth Runciman was Chair of the Mental Health Act Commission, 1994-98. So Ruth will know what happened to those patients whom Dafydd had illegally banged up in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh – including those whom he was keeping in the cellar – when Denbigh finally closed down in 1995. Except that not all parts of Denbigh closed down, the public were lied to about the whole institution closing and Ruth will know about that as well. Ruth will also have known about the deaths, the abuses and the law breaking at the Hergest Unit during those years.

During the period when Ruth Chaired the MHAC, I and another Hergest patient made an appointment to see two members of the Commission when they visited the Hergest Unit. We expressed our concerns that Dafydd was being allowed into the Unit in the face of so many serious uninvestigated complaints about him and we also told the Commissioners of the numerous first hand accounts of female patients who claimed to have been sexually harassed by him or to have even have had sex with him. One of the Commissioners laughed. We asked him why he was laughing and to be fair, he told us that he wasn’t laughing because he found this funny, he was laughing in despair because he had heard this so many times before.

A few hours after our meeting had finished, a senior nurse who had sat in on the meeting told us that the other Commissioner, an older lady, had told him that she had been an inspector of psychiatric hospitals years ago and on an inspection of Denbigh she had been told exactly the same thing then.

Dafydd ran a paedophile ring, illegally held its victims in a cellar, sexually exploited patients and Runciman concealed the lot – as did William Bingley, her colleague who was Chief Exec of the MHAC and had been colluding with Dafydd’s criminality since the 1970s when Bingley worked for MIND, as had his mother Lady Juliet Bingley who also worked for MIND.

Runciman was also Chair of the MHAC whilst it ignored the physical and sexual abuse of patients in Ashworth Hospital, including unexplained patient deaths (see post ‘Security, Security’). Some of the patients at Ashworth had been sent there on the recommendation of Dafydd and his partner in crime Dr Chris Hunter, who along with Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) of the Hergest Unit, tried to have me incarcerated in a similar institution – although I had never even heard of Chris Hunter or had any knowledge of the ‘case conference’ that Hunter held about me, at which he declared me to be ‘extremely dangerous’  (see post ‘The Night of the (Dr Chris) Hunter’).

Ruth spent more than three decades involved with the CAB. Dafydd’s mistress Lucille Hughes was involved with the CAB at senior management level in Wales. Lucille was Director of Gwynedd Social Services and even Waterhouse had to admit that she’d known that a paedophile ring was operating in the children’s homes but that she’d failed to act.

Ruth established a CAB in Wormwood Scrubs. So she’ll have heard a lot about kids being abused in care and some of them being fitted up by Top Doctors and others when they made too much noise about it.

Runciman was an early Trustee and then the Chair, 2000-06, of the National AIDS Trust. So Ruthie was someone else who kept schtum about the number of young men who contracted AIDS whilst they had worked as rent boys during their teenage years in the care of local authorities…

Ruth was a founder of the Prison Reform Trust in 1981. Prisons have not been reformed and are full of people with mental health and/or drug problems and care leavers.

Ruth has worked on drug misuse as well – just like Dafydd and Lucille!

Ruth is also a Trustee of the Pilgrim Trust. She was Chair of the Central and North West London NHS Trust for over ten years, retiring in 2013.

Ruth is married to Garry, Viscount Runciman, so is actually Viscountess Runciman. Ruth is far too modest to use that title, she just calls herself Dame Ruth instead.

Garry Runciman is a Senior Research Fellow at Trinity College, Cambridge. Garry is a Cambridge Apostle and was President of the British Academy, 2001-05.

Garry is so important that he was invited by the Governor of the Bank of England to serve on the Securities and Investments Board, from which he retired in 1988. Garry Runciman also Chaired the Royal Commission on Criminal Justice which was set up out of concern for miscarriages of justice – perpetrated by his wife’s mates, among others.

Garry’s Royal Commission resulted in the establishment of the Criminal Cases Review Commission, the first Chair of which was Thatcher’s mate Sir Freddie Crawford. Freddie Crawford was a paedophiles’ friend himself who wreaked havoc as VC of Aston University – his ‘reforms’ resulted in a senior lecturer killing himself. Aston also had one of the of the highest suicide rates among students in the country as well as a particularly mad student doctor, Philip Cauthery, who fancied himself as a sex therapist…One of the psychology professors at Aston, Elwyn Edwards, was known for inviting male freshers to his room where they would find him wearing nothing but a silk dressing gown and he would then try and seduce them.

Freddie Crawford had an off the rails son who used to boast that he could get away with pretty much anything because of who his dad was. Crawford junior was later found dead of a heroin overdose in an hotel in Israel.

There was a major row when Crawford was appointed Chair of the Criminal Cases Review Commission because of his involvement in Freemasonry. Crawford was a big name in Birmingham which had a major problem with police corruption. The paedophiles’ friends in north Wales were networked to corrupt professional people in Birmingham, including Professor Robert Bluglass who concealed the crimes of Dafydd, Tony Francis and Gwynedd Social Services. Freemasonry played a major part in the wrongdoing in north Wales.

The Central and North West London NHS Trust obviously holds an attraction  for old bats who have been complicit with serious wrongdoing, because Baroness Molly Meacher Chaired their Clinical Ethics Committee, 2004-08. So she’ll know Ruth.

Molly began her career as a social worker after studying at York University and then London University, where she gained her CQSW in 1980. Molly worked as a social worker in north London – could it have possibly been for Margaret Hodge’s empire in Islington, which like north Wales had been taken over by a paedophile gang who killed some of the witnesses? Or perhaps it was Haringey where children were battered to death whilst in the hands of the child protection services? Or dear old Camden where the idiot Tessa Jowell ruled the roost – the Tessa who concealed the abuse of children and psych patients (see post ‘Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng and Tessa Jowell’)?

Molly also worked for the Mental Health Foundation which covered a multitude of sins.

Moll was a Board member, Deputy Chair and then Acting Chair of the famously hopeless Police Complaints Authority, 1994-02.

In 2004 Moll was appointed Chair of the East London and City Mental Health Trust and between 2007-12 was Chair of the East London NHS Foundation Trust.

Molly is President of the Haemophilia Society and since 2016 has been Chair of Dignity in Dying.

Since 2011 Molly has been Chair of the UK All Party Parliamentary Group for Drug Policy Reform.

In 1979 Molly authored ‘New Methods of Mental Health Care’. Well those new methods have worked a treat haven’t they. Most appropriately in 1991 Molly authored ‘The Mentally Disordered Offender’ – presumably when she noticed all those mentally ill people in prison for bizarre and trivial offences. Or having simply been framed.

Molly is married to Lord Richard Layard who conjured up the ‘happiness’ nonsense. Why look at complex structural problems when we can just spout shite about happiness or mindfulness? Truly therapies for neoliberalism!

Before Molly married Layard she was married to Michael Meacher, the Labour MP for Oldham West, 1970-97. Meacher was a graduate of New College, Oxford like many others who made it big in politics whilst ignoring some terrible things (see post ‘A Study In Tyranny’) and then worked as a researcher and lecturer in social administration at the Universities of Essex and York. Meacher wrote a volume on the treatment of elderly people in mental hospitals and what he found was so grim that he didn’t go there again and abandoned the poor sods. It did wonders for his career  – he was a junior Minister under Wilson and Callaghan, including a junior Minister in the DHSS, 1975-76. Whilst kids in care were molested by paedophiles and whilst the psychiatric services institutionalised them if they wouldn’t shut up about it. Meacher went on to hold roles as the Shadow Secretary of State for Health and Social Security, 1983-87 and the Shadow Secretary for Social Services, 1989-92. Like his boss Neil Kinnock, Meacher didn’t utter a word about what Thatcher’s mates Peter Morrison and Savile were doing to kids in care and NHS patients, although he definitely knew.

Meacher was an ally of Tony Benn, someone else who cared deeply about the oppressed, unless they were being abused by Top Doctors and paedophiles employed by the state.

Meacher condemned second home ownership only for it to be revealed by the BBC that he and his wife owned more than five homes.

Meacher was a member of the Fabian Society.

Meacher’s good mate Tony Benn was mates with them all at St Thomas’s Hospital. Not only were the staff at Tommy’s concealing the most serious abuse of vulnerable people, but Tommy’s Medical School is the most elite in the UK. They don’t admit plebs at Tommy’s, it’s where aristos go to study if they fancy dabbling in medicine and then setting up in Harley Street.

Tony Benn was MP for Chesterfield in Derbyshire for many years. There was a paedophile gang working in Chesterfield which had links to the one in north Wales.

I saw a party political broadcast for the Labour Party on TV earlier this evening. It was really weird, it consisted entirely of people who were alleged to be nurses crying on camera and saying that they love the NHS but can no longer bear to work in it. Jeremy – nurses are leaving the NHS  because there is a terrible problem with workplace bullying and institutional corruption. You are not doing anyone any favours by refusing to admit the real reasons why good nurses are leaving  in droves. They don’t want to be bullied by other nurses who have been promoted to senior management in return for their silence about abuse and neglect – it is not about pay, it is  not about Tory Cuts and it is not because they are having to go to food banks. It is because the NHS is now an abusive, dangerous, confrontational place.

The last time that you ignored crime in the workplace Jeremy was when you ignored the paedophile ring operating in the Islington children’s homes on your doorstep. Children died.

At the end of Jeremy’s broadcast a slogan appeared saying ‘for the many, not the few’. That’s the problem – most people are not kids in care or psych patients who have come under attack by organised criminals. So no political party gives a fuck about them. Instead they will chase the votes of Top Doctors on more than 100k and tell us that nurses on 35k are using food banks. I’m in hiding Jeremy and a lot of people that I knew are dead. Wake up.

There will be a blog post coming soon about the Islington paedophile ring which was ignored by Jeremy, Jack Straw and Margaret Hodge, whilst children as young as seven were raped and trafficked, witnesses were killed and whistleblowers sacked.

 

Additional Security Measures

The last couple of days has seen a flurry of excitement after the release of some Gov’t papers from the National Archives. Being a nerd I really enjoy such things, so I caught up with as many of the stories as I could.

It was revealed that in 1992  Sir Richard Lloyd-Jones, the Permanent Secretary in the Welsh Office, wanted John Major to hold a Cabinet meeting in Wales and wrote a letter suggesting this to Andrew Turnbull, Principal Private Secretary to Major, explaining that there were two buildings in Cardiff which were grand enough to host the Cabinet.  Andrew – now Lord – Turnbull told Richard Lloyd-Jones to speak to Sir Robin Butler, the Cabinet Secretary. The request was refused.

Sir Richard Lloyd-Jones was Permanent Secretary at the Welsh Office, 1985-93. So Sir Richard was the most senior civil servant there whilst children in care in north Wales were raped, buggered, beaten, starved, forced to labour in local businesses for no pay, trafficked to London and Brighton as well as to locations in Europe to work in the porn and sex trade and were found dead in questionable circumstances. Sir Richard was in post whilst care workers from north Wales were appearing in Court charged with physical and sexual assaults on children yet whilst the Welsh Office’s Social Services Inspectorate failed to inspect some of the children’s homes at all over a period of years and only undertook the most cursory inspections of others. Sir Richard was at the helm when serious complaints about the social services and mental health services in north Wales were either ignored or dismissed out of hand. He was in post when I – as well as other people – were unlawfully arrested and incarcerated in the psychiatric wards of Ysbyty Gwynedd and the North Wales Hospital Denbigh by Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) and the staff of Gwynedd Social Services. Sir Richard ran the Welsh Office whilst it employed the corrupt lawyer Andrew Park, who held in-depth discussions with and advised the mental health services as to how to gain a High Court injunction against me and then subsequently prosecute me for allegedly breaching that injunction, although Park himself acknowledged that they were perjuring themselves because I had not committed the offences as accused. Sir Richard ran the Welsh Office when it employed Professor Robert Owen as its Medical Ombudsman. Robert Owen was appointed to investigate my complaints about the mental health services and then collaborated and colluded with Alun Davies (the manager of the Gwynedd mental health services), Dr D.G.E. Wood (the corrupt GP who had initially referred me to the mental health services) and others from Gwynedd Health Authority without my knowledge – some of the phone calls and correspondence were taken at and sent to Owen’s home at Colwyn Bay. Owen then asked Professor Robert Bluglass and Dr Colin Berry to investigate my complaint – every part of my complaint involving Tony Francis and Gwynedd Social Services went uninvestigated, Dafydd went unchallenged despite telling bare-faced lies at the inquiry and Bluglass could not bring himself to admit that Dafydd had broken the law repeatedly, although Bluglass received oral and written evidence from staff at the North Wales Hospital testifying that he had (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’). No action of any sort was taken against Dafydd although a ‘discussion’ was held with him. I later found out that Bluglass had worked and co-authored with close colleagues of Francis and Dafydd.

At the time that I complained about Gwynedd and Clwyd Health Authorities, the Welsh Office – under Sir Richard – had sent in a management team to Gwynedd Health Authority as a result of the serious mismanagement and dire financial situation that prevailed. The chaos was such that it was discussed in the Commons (see post ‘A Visit To Gwynedd Archives’).

Lloyd-Jones ran the Welsh Office whilst Alison Taylor repeatedly blew the whistle on the abuse of children in care in north Wales and was dismissed from her job as a social worker by Gwynedd County Council. He ran the Welsh Office when Mary Wynch won leave to sue Dafydd, Clwyd Health Authority and Risley Remand Centre and was in post when they fessed up and agreed to pay Mary compensation (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’). Sir Richard was still in post when they all then refused to stump up the compensation as agreed.

This civil service mandarin spent years concealing the most serious criminality. He stepped down the year after five witnesss to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed in a firebomb attack (see post ‘The Silence of the Welsh Lambs’) and after allegations of a paedophile ring operating in the north Wales children’s homes involving politicians, civil servants, members of the security services, police officers, doctors, lawyers and others had appeared in the London-based media. In the year that Sir Richard stepped down, the North Wales Police – who conducted the investigation into the abuse despite allegations that some of their own officers had been involved – concluded that there was no evidence of a paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire. In the same year the demands for a Public Inquiry into events in north Wales grew and in the following year the Jillings Investigation into the abuse of children in care -but only in Clwyd – since 1974 began.

Lloyd-Jones had been concealing crime at Welsh Office level long before he became Permanent Secretary. He joined the Welsh Office as Under-Secretary in 1974 and remained in that role until 1978. He was then Deputy Secretary until 1985. So Sir Richard was in one of the most senior positions at the Welsh Office when Mary Wynch was unlawfully arrested, imprisoned and fleeced of her property by Dafydd and his partners in crime at Risley Remand Centre. He will have been involved in the earlier cover-ups regarding the abuse of children in care and patients at the North Wales Hospital under the Secretary of State in Wilson’s and Callaghan’s Govt’s ie. John Morris. Lloyd-Jones then continued the cover-up under Thatcher’s Secretaries of State ie. Nicholas Edwardes, Peter Walker and David Hunt.

Sir Richard, like Dafydd, is now elderly but he is still with us. Sir Richard – can you tell us anything about the lobotomies, the deaths, the abductions and the underground chamber where patients were confined at the North Wales Hospital? Like me, you will have known about it all.

Richard Lloyd-Jones began his career in the civil service in 1957 when he entered the Admiralty. He was Assistant Private Secretary to the First Lord of the Admiralty, 1959-62 -Lord Carrington. Richard Lloyd-Jones will therefore have known Admiral Sir Alec Bingley.

Sir Alec had a long and distinguished career in the Royal Navy. During World War II he was Commander-In-Chief of the home fleet. Subsequently Bingley was appointed Fifth Sea Lord and in 1954 Deputy Chief of Naval Staff (Air). In 1958 he became Flag Officer, Aircraft Carriers and in 1959 was appointed Commander-In-Chief, Mediterranean Fleet and Naval Commander of the Allied Forces in the Mediterranean in 1959. In 1961 Bingley became the Commander-In-Chief of Portsmouth and Allied Commander-In-Chief. He retired in 1963. Sir Alec’s wife Lady Juliet was the daughter of a Top Doctor and became a medical social worker. In 1972 Lady Juliet became involved with the National Association of Mental Health (MIND) and was appointed Chair in 1979. Sir Alec and Lady Juliet’s son William concealed the criminal activities of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones et al in north Wales as well as the serious abuse of patients in Moss Side/Park Lane/Ashworth Hospitals for many years from the early 1980s onwards whilst he was legal officer and then legal director of MIND and continued to conceal the criminality when he was Chief Executive of the Mental Health Act Commission (see post ‘Security, Security’).

Dr T. Gwynne Williams, the lobotomist at the North Wales Hospital and Dafydd’s partner in crime, spent years as a surgeon in the Royal Navy whilst Sir Alec occupied very senior roles in the service. Jim Callaghan, whose Gov’t concealed the wrongdoing of Dafydd and Gwynne by utilising the talents of Sir Richard Lloyd-Jones, also liked to flag up his Royal Navy credentials. Callaghan joined the Royal Navy in 1942 but in 1944 was hospitalised with TB in the Royal Naval Hospital Haslar, near Portsmouth. He was discharged from the Navy and assigned to duties in the Admiralty in Whitehall no less. Whilst he was on leave, Callaghan was selected as the Parliamentary candidate for the Labour Party for Cardiff South – Callaghan beat the future Speaker of the House child molester George Thomas aka Lord Tonypandy to win the nomination. In 1945 Callaghan then did a brief stint with the East Indies Fleet and after VE day returned to the UK and won a landslide victory in Cardiff South in the 1945 General Election.

Callaghan’s wiki entry states that he was the last Prime Minister to be an armed forces veteran and the only PM ever to have served in the Navy. Although it sounds as though Callaghan didn’t actually see much active service – he was in hospital or in Whitehall ingratiating himself to influential folk in the Admiralty for much of the time and when he did see active service he seems to have carefully kept himself out of danger. Which is exactly what he did throughout his political career. Could it possibly have been the case that old Callaghan was one of those with connections to MI5 or MI6 who was under suspicion of using those connections to conceal the paedophile ring in north Wales/Chester and the links to the Westminster Paedophile Ring?

Between 1969-70 Richard Lloyd-Jones was Private Secretary to Harold Wilson’s Cabinet Secretary, Burke Trend. Burke was an alumnus of Merton College, Oxford and after graduation joined the civil service. For most of his career Burke served in the Treasury, but he was Cabinet Secretary under Harold Wilson and then Ted Heath, 1963-73. Burke received a peerage in 1974 and also became Rector of Lincoln College, Oxford.

In the 1970s Burke led an investigation into allegations of penetration into the British security services from before World War II to the 1960s. Burke concluded that there was insufficient evidence to support the allegations. Thank goodness for that, it’s not as if we would ever want irresponsible people concealing criminal behaviour or even the murders of the victims of a paedophile gang working in the security services.

Burke’s son Michael Trend was educated at Westminster School and Oriel College, Oxford. He worked as a journalist for the Times Literary Supplement, History Today, the Spectator and was the chief leader writer for the Daily Telegraph, 1990-92.

Trend was Tory MP for Maidstone and Windsor, 1992-97 and then for Windsor (after the constituency was renamed and reconfigured), 1997-2005. Michael was elected in the General Election of 1992 – which saw the retirement of Sir Peter Morrison who had been the Tory MP for Chester and who was abusing kids in care from north Wales as well as elsewhere. 1992 saw the distributing of peerages to many who had concealed organised child abuse. Just days after Michael was elected, the five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were murdered by that firebomb.

Michael Trend was Deputy Chairman and Chief Executive of the Conservative Party until 2000. He was Chair of the party’s International Office until Sept 2005. Trend is said to have participated in ‘extensive democracy building work with in the former Soviet Union and in Africa’.

In Dec 2002 Michael Trend agreed to repay £90k to the Commons after wrongfully claiming. In Feb 2003 he was found guilty of abusing the allowances system. Trend was briefly suspended from Parliament and did not stand for election again.

Lloyd-Jones was Assistant Secretary at the Ministry of Defence, 1970-74. The Secretary of State for Defence was one Lord Carrington. At the time, the British Army had been sent into N Ireland and the troubles were well underway – as was the concealing of the abuse of children in the Kincora Boys Home in Belfast, allegedly by Whitehall civil servants, Army Officers and others. The Secretaries of State for N Ireland during those years were Willie Whitelaw and Francis Pym. Whitelaw concealed the paedophile gang in north Wales for years in his capacity as Deputy Leader of the Conservative Party and as Chair of the Tory Party as well as in numerous other roles and he concealed the abuse of children at the Kincora Boys Home in Belfast. In July 1972 Whitelaw met an IRA leader in Minister of State Paul Channon’s house in Chelsea for discussions (see post ‘Is The Party Over Yet?’).

Richard Lloyd-Jones was Chairman of the Civil Service Benevolent Fund, 1987-93 and a Trustee between 1993-2000. He sat on the Advisory Committee on Local Gov’t Staff Transfers (Wales), 1993-94 and on the Local Gov’t Staff Committee for Wales, 1994-97. Lloyd-Jones was a member of the BBC General Advisory Council, 1994-96 and of the Commission for Local Democracy, 1994-95. He was Chairman of Age Concern Cymru, 1999-05 and President, 1996-99. Lloyd-Jones was involved with Age Concern England from 2000 until either the present day or very recently.

Margaret Hanson, the Vice-Chairman of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board was Chief Executive of Age Concern for North East Wales, 2004-14. Hanson previously worked as a social worker for children and families in Cheshire, whilst the paedophile gang that also operated in north Wales was active in Cheshire. Hanson was also a Councillor in Cheshire and Mayor of a Cheshire town. Hanson’s husband David Hanson is MP for Delyn and was also a Councillor in Cheshire whilst the paedophile gang was busy. David Hanson was PPS to Tony Blair from 2001 whilst the surviving witnesses to the wrongdoing in north Wales were threatened, harasssed and prosecuted on the basis of the paedophiles’ friends perjuring themselves (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part II’).

Richard Lloyd-Jones was Vice-Chairman of the Prince of Wales Committee, 1993-96 and was a member of the Prince’s Trust, 1996-99. He was a member of the Court of the University of Wales, 1995-2000 and the National Museum of Wales, 1996-99. Lloyd-Jones was appointed a member of the Court and Council of Cardiff University in 2004 and is either still there or was until very recently and was Vice-President of the University of Wales Cardiff, 1993-04.

Lloyd-Jones was a member of Groundworks Methyr and Rhondda Cynon Taff, 1996-present day (or until very recently) and has been President of Welsh Council of the Ramblers Association, 1993-2011. Sir Richard’s wife Helen is Chair of the Ramblers Association and was previously a member of the Countryside Council for Wales.

Between 1999-2005 Sir Richard was Chairman of the Fishguard International Music Festival. At one point Lloyd-Jones made a formal complaint to the Press Complaints Commission when The Times erroneously stated that ‘Folk at the Fish’ was part of the Fishguard Festival. The Times amended its records accordingly after Sir Richard made representation. What a pity that Sir Richard did not show as much concern about a vicious paedophile gang with links to organised crime which imprisoned and murdered its victims whilst it operated within the services for which he was responsible.

Sir Richard was Chairman of the Arts Council of Wales, 1994-97.

Richard Lloyd-Jones went to Balliol College, Oxford. As did a few others who have been outed on this blog.

 

The man to whom Sir Richard wrote to suggest a Cabinet meeting in Wales was Andrew Turnbull, who in 1992 was Principal Private Secretary to John Major. Turnbull was appointed Principal Private Secretary to the PM in 1988 and initially served under Thatcher. Turnbull will have known about Sir Peter Morrison’s activities and a great deal else. He was in post when Morrison was Deputy Chair of the Conservative Party and whilst Morrison organised Thatcher’s failed leadership campaign before she resigned in Nov 1990.

Turnbull was educated at Enfield Grammar and Christ’s College, Cambridge. After working as Principal Private Secretary to the PM Turnbull was appointed Permanent Secretary at DEFRA. He then occupied the second highest ranking civil service post in Gov’t, Permanent Secretary to the Treasury, 1998-02. Turnbull was then appointed Cabinet Secretary and Head of the Home Civil Service, a post which he held until 2005, whilst Blair was PM.

In recent decades the two most senior civil service posts in Gov’t – Cabinet Secretary and head of the Home Civil Service – have been filled by the same person. Turnbull filled both roles, as did his successor Gus O’Donnell. The role of Cabinet Secretary was created in 1916 by David Lloyd George and it was a controversial move at the time. The Cabinet Secretary is responsible for the organisation of the Cabinet Office and for providing support to the PM and Gov’t as a whole. When Turnbull succeeded to the dual role in Sept 2002 Blair asked him to focus on the management of the civil service. Tom Bower’s book ‘Broken Vows’ discusses Blair’s lack of understanding of the machinery of Gov’t and his desire to basically exclude the civil service from the process of Gov’t in some detail.

In Feb 2004 Turnbull wrote to ex-Minister Clare Short admonishing her for her media statements alleging that British intelligence had intercepted communications from others, including the Secretary General of the UN Kofi Annan. Short made Turnbull’s confidential letter public and rebuked Turnbull for allegedly allowing the Gov’t decision-making machinery to crumble during the run-up to the 2003 Iraq War. Short suggested that the Attorney General Lord Goldsmith had been ‘leant on’ to provide advice that the war would be legal. Short also alleged that Turnbull was responsible for the inadequate Cabinet scrutiny of Goldsmith’s legal advice. In March 2005 Turnbull revealed that Goldsmith’s opinion re the legality or otherwise of the Iraq War was one page long.

Turnbull received a peerage in 2005.

Turnbull gave evidence to the Iraq Inquiry in Jan 2010.

In 2006 Turnbull was appointed Chair of Zambia Orphans Aid UK and in 2007 he became a Senior Executive Advisor with Booz Allen Hamilton. Turnbull is a Trustee of the Global Warming Policy Foundation. In 2011 the Foundation issued a report in Turnbull’s name claiming that global temperatures were ‘on a plateau’ and which called for more scepticism on global warming.

Turnbull is a Governor of Dulwich College and has been Chair of the Board of Governors since 2009.

Turnbull was succeeded  at the Treasury and then as Cabinet Secretary and head of the Home Civil Service by Sir Gus O’Donnell.

When Lloyd-Jones wrote to Turnbull suggesting a Cabinet meeting in Wales, Andrew Turnbull suggested that he should speak to Sir Robin Butler, the Cabinet Secretary.

Robin Butler was the Mr Big of the mandarins who concealed serious crime. Butler went to Harrow School, spent a year teaching at St Dunstan’s in Burnham-on-Sea and then went to University College, Oxford. Butler joined the Treasury in 1961 and remained there until 1969. He held a succession of senior roles and in 1969 was seconded to the Bank of England and several City institutions.

Butler was Private Secretary to Heath (1972-74) and Wilson (1974-75), Principal Private Secretary to Thatcher (1982-85) and Private Secretary to Major and Blair. He does not seem to have been Private Secretary to Callaghan – there will have been a reason for that but I haven’t yet found out what it was. Butler was Cabinet Secretary and head of the Home Civil Service, 1988-98, whilst both Major and Blair were PM. It is obvious from Butler’s CV that he will have known all about Sir Peter Morrison – Morrison was a Minister whilst Butler was Principal Private Secretary to Thatcher – and the associated chaos in north Wales. Documents also show that Butler and Margaret Thatcher knew about the allegations that Cyril Smith was sexually abusing children. Butler knew about Jimmy Savile as well because Thatcher was warned by civil servants that giving Jimmy Savile a knighthood could backfire very badly as a result of aspects of his ‘private life’ – Thatch continued to lobby vigorously for Savile to be knighted and in 1990 it happened.

Whilst Butler was Cabinet Secretary and head of the Civil Service, the constant cover-ups into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal took place, including the Waterhouse Inquiry, as well as the murders of the five witnesses days after the 1992 General Election. Butler presided over the civil service whilst the Department of Health allowed chaos and criminality to reign in the NHS in order to conceal organised child abuse as well as the associated abuse of mental health patients and whilst the DoH also ignored endemic research fraud and misconduct. No-one has ever admitted what was going on in the NHS whilst Butler was at the top of the Civil Service, but the rotten culture which Butler was clearly part of became evident as a result of other matters.

An article in the Independent in July 2004 written by Paul Vallely discussed a few of Butler’s high points. Vallely reminded readers that during the Scott Inquiry into the covert sales of arms to Iraq by the British Gov’t, Butler had confirmed that he found it acceptable for Ministers to be ‘selective about the facts’ and to give ‘an answer that is not the whole truth’. In 1994 Robin Butler was appointed to investigate Neil Hamilton and others regarding the business of the cash in brown envelopes from Al Fayed – Butler cleared Hamilton. Hamilton was then foolish enough to sue the Guardian over the allegations that he’d accepted cash in return for questions – Hamilton lost the case, he was declared bankrupt and subsequently lost his seat. Hamilton was the Tory MP for Tatton, the neighbouring constituency to Sir Peter Morrison’s and Neil and Christine Hamilton attended social events with Morrison and members of his constituency association. Morrison’s abuse of under-aged boys was openly discussed by members of the association and by constituents (see post ‘I Want Serious Money Now Please’), so it is very unlikely that the Hamiltons had not heard about it. Neil Hamilton was not the only Tory MP caught up in the cash for questions scandal. The others involved were Tim Smith (who resigned after admitting that he had been bribed), Sir Michael Grylls, Michael Brown – and Sir Peter Morrison.

Robin Butler was given the task of investigating the allegations that Jonathan Aitken had received a bribe in the form of payment for his stay at the Paris Ritz by the Saudis whilst he held secret meetings with Saudi arms dealers regarding commissions. Butler cleared Aitken and Aitken returned to the Commons boasting that Butler had cleared him. Aitken then launched an ill-judged libel action against the Guardian which resulted in Aitken being jailed for perjury – because he had lied about funding of his stay at the Ritz. His bills had indeed been paid for by someone else. People who were Saudis.

Butler himself described the Scott Inquiry 1992-96 as a ‘long nightmare’ but explained that as a civil servant ‘you just do not give the full information…It was half an answer. Half the picture can be true’. It was obviously such rationale that allowed Butler to fail to admit that a vicious paedophile ring was on the loose in north Wales, that witnesses were being framed and imprisoned by Top Doctors and in some cases murdered by persons unknown and that the whole machinery of Gov’t was utilised to keep a lid on this.

Butler was so close to Harold Wilson that Marcia Williams aka Lady Falkender – who famously had an unfathomably complex relationship with Wilson that was subject to much speculation – tried to have him sacked. Butler was also very close to John Major, particularly in the last few months of his premiership – when Major’s Secretary of State for Wales William Hague was setting up the Waterhouse Inquiry. Sir Peter Morrison had been found safely dead in his house having ‘fallen down the stairs’ some months previously.

Robin Butler guided Blair into Number 10 regarding Whitehall protocol and initially was a big mate of key figures in New Labour. Butler was such good mates with Mandelson that in the summer following the May that Blair was elected Butler gave Mandy a bottle of peach champagne. The honeymoon didn’t last long – which was hardly surprising with the marriage being between Grade A bastards who had all put their heads together to conceal corruption in high places, serious sex offending and murder – and within eighteen months Blair had fallen out with the civil service.

Butler told his friends that his key mistake in the first year of Blair’s Gov’t was to sign Orders in Council allowing Jonathan Powell (Blair’s Chief of Staff) and Alastair Campbell (Blair’s Press Secretary) to give orders to civil servants despite being political appointees. This violated the line between elected politicians and impartial civil service – as much as one can be called impartial when a key priority is to conceal the deaths of people whom if they had lived and been listened to could have put a lot of people (including a few politicians) in prison for a long time. Butler’s Orders in Council permitted Alastair Campbell to Chair a planning meeting with civil servants and intelligence chiefs over the ’45 minute’ dossier – famously sexed up by Alastair – which led Britain into the war with Iraq.

After Butler retired in 1998 he was given a peerage – he sits as a cross bencher.

Butler was the Master of University College, Oxford, 1998-08.  He was a non-executive director of the HSBC Group, 1998-08 and Chair of the HSBC Global Education Trust.

In 2004 Butler Chaired the Review of Intelligence on Weapons of Mass Destruction, the Butler Review – the review of the use of intelligence in the lead up to the 2003 Iraq War. Butler concluded that some of the intelligence re WMD was ‘seriously flawed’.

As befits someone who has done so many favours for so many scumbags in high office, Robin Butler clocked up a great many gongs. The one that I noticed first was Knight Commander of the Order of the Bath (KCB), awarded in the New Years Honours of 1988. Gwynedd social worker Alison Taylor contacted Thatcher herself on 17 Jan 1987 and told her of the abuse of children in north Wales. Alison was suspended later on in that year and on 3 Nov 1987 was sacked by Gwynedd County Council. Butler was in line for another prize before too long. He was awarded the Knight Grand Cross of the Order of the Bath (GCB) in the 1992 Birthday Honours. The lucky winners of the  1992 Birthday Honours were announced on 13 June 1992. By that time my career had been destroyed, as had the media careers of two close friends who knew what had happened to me in north Wales, my housemate had been killed in a car crash which had left her boyfriend – another one of my friends Who Knew brain damaged and paralysed – but most importantly of all from the point of the paedophile gang those five other pesky witnesses had been murdered by the firebomb. In April, which will have been just about when the list of those to be honoured was set in concrete. Unfortunately for the paedophiles’ friends, one of those in the building which was firebombed survived the blaze and voiced his belief that witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were being murdered. He was found dead in suspicious circumstances some time later after having given evidence against John Allen, the sex offender who owned and managed the Bryn Alyn Community, days before he was due to receive a payment from the Criminal Injuries Compensation Board.

Butler picked up his peerage in Feb 1998 – Sir Ronald Waterhouse had heard evidence from the few survivors of the north Wales children’s homes by then and had trashed all of them. Some people had collapsed whilst giving evidence, others had developed mental health problems and yet others had been unable to walk out of the hearing unaided. No wonder Ronnie maintained that they couldn’t be believed.

On 23 April 2003 Robin Butler was awarded the Knight Companion of the Order of the Garter (KG) and in 2004 he became a member of the Privy Council. By April 2003 the mental health services in north Wales were at an advanced stage in their plans to fit me up for ‘threatening to kill’ Alun Davies, the manager of the Hergest Unit. Numerous Angels had lied in statements to the police and the corrupt judge Huw Daniel was ready with the planned hefty prison sentence – I’d been warned by the police and solicitors to expect seven years. When I returned for the next hearing the charge of threatening to kill was withdrawn – Huw Daniel obviously wasn’t expecting this and became very irate indeed. I was instead charged with a Public Order Offence for telling Alun Davies’s secretary that he was a fat idiot – which I did do and had always been happy to admit to having done. I was later told that the charge of threats to kill had been withdrawn after a member of staff at the Hergest Unit had contacted someone – presumably the police or the Court – and told them that they had witnessed the discussions held at Ysbyty Gwynedd amongst the Top Doctors, nurses and managers ie. the fat idiots, re the plan to frame me and had stated that they would go public on the abuses taking place in that hospital if I was charged. See post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’ for the details of the bizarre sequence of events and happenings in Court.

Last summer I discovered that just after the date in 2004 on which I was pleaded guilty and was sentenced under the Public Order Act for telling Alun Davies’s secretary that he was a fat idiot, someone had illegally amended the PNC so that it showed a conviction for ‘violent disorder’ on my record and somebody in Chester Court had forged a certificate of indictment stating that I had been convicted of ‘violent disorder’. I contacted the legal division of the North Wales Police about this matter months ago but I have heard nothing. See posts ‘Even More Confusion Regarding Those Legal Conundrums’ and ‘An Update On Those Legal Conundrums’ for details.

Oh well, what does it matter – perjury, perverting the course of justice, misconduct in public office, mass murder, what does it matter as long as Lord Butler of Serious Crime in High Places has bagged his place on the Privy Council.

A Feb 2004 article in the Guardian stated that Butler ‘consistently showed deference to those in power’. And to a gang of paedophiles as well.

I’ll leave the last quote about Robin Butler to Lord Peter Hennessey, the ‘constitutional expert’: ‘Robin Butler is a crown servant who knows the importance of keeping a proper demarcation between ministers, career civil servants and special advisors’.

Robin Butler is a member of the Anglo-Belgian Club, of Brooks, of Beefsteak and of the Athenaeum, a club popular with Top Doctors. Jimmy Savile was a member of the Athenaeum, he was introduced to the club by Cardinal Basil Hume.

Butler’s boss John Major knew a great deal about the wrongdoing in north Wales and organised child abuse. Major had been a Councillor in Lambeth before becoming an MP, whilst Lambeth had a huge problem with the abuse of children in care and Major had also been a junior minister in the Department of Health.

 

Robin Butler was succeeded as Cabinet Secretary and head of the Civil Service by Sir Richard Wilson – his name is not widely known among laypeople, unlike Cabinet Secretaries Robert Armstrong (see post’Lord Robert Armstrong’), Butler and Gus O’Donnell. Richard Wilson was Secretary to the Cabinet and head of the Home Civil Service from Jan 1998-2000.

Richard Wilson was born in Glamorgan, attended Radley College, 1956-60 (he is now head of the Governors at Radley) and then read law at Clare College, Cambridge, 1961-65. Wilson was called to the Bar but entered the civil service rather than practice as a barrister. His first post in the civil service was Assistant Principal in the Board of Trade in 1966. Wilson served in a number of departments, spending 12 years in the Dept of Energy where his responsibilities included nuclear power, the privatisation of Britoil, personnel and finance. He headed the Economic Secretariat in the Cabinet Office under Thatcher, 1987-90 and after two years in the Treasury was appointed Permanent Secretary in the Department of Environment in 1992.

Wilson was Permanent Secretary at the Home Office, 1994-97. So he was in post when the attempt by the mental health services to fit me up on the basis of the perjury of an Angel – Bridget Lloyd – occurred and he was also in post when Michael Howard ruined Mary Wynch.

Richard Wilson received a peerage in 2002.

In Sept 2002 Wilson became Master of Emmanuel College, Cambridge. He has been a non-executive director of the British Sky Broadcasting Group plc, was or still is Chair of C. Hoare and Co, was or still is a non-executive director of Xansa plc and was or still is Chair of the Board of Patrons of the Wilberforce Society.

As well as a peerage, like all the most effective concealers of the wrongdoing of the paedophiles’ friends, Sir Richard Wilson has clocked up the requisite gongs. He received: a CB (Companion of the Order of the Bath) in the New Years Honours of 1991 – by which time I had been charged with serious offences on the basis of the perjury of the Top Doctors and was well on the way to being hounded out of my job as was my friend who worked at the Royal Television Society and who had wanted to make a documentary about matters in north Wales; a KCB (Knight Commander) in the New Years Honours of 1997 – the cover-up which was Waterhouse had been orchestrated and was underway; and a GCB (Knight Grand Cross) in the New Years Honours of 2001 – the Waterhouse Report had been published and the protesting voices yelling ‘massive cover-up’ had been ignored.

 

Richard Wilson concealed considerable wrongdoing whilst he was Permanent Secretary at the Home Office, but the Permanent Secretary at the Home Office who preceded him and who was in post between 1988-94, Sir Clive Whitmore, has even more explaining to do.

Before Whitmore was Permanent Secretary at the Home Office he had served as Thatcher’s Principal Private Secretary, 1979-82. So he too would have known about Jimmy Savile and about Peter Morrison – who was Lord Commissioner of the Treasury whilst Whitmore was Principal Private Secretary to Thatcher.

Whitmore was Thatcher’s Principal Private Secretary whilst Thatcher was bullying and falling out with her Cabinet – as detailed in Charles Moore’s  account in his biography of Thatcher concerning the Argentinian invasion of the Falklands. Charles Moore maintained in his book that on one occasion Lord Carrington turned to Sir Clive Whitmore and said ‘if I have any more trouble with this fucking stupid petit bourgeois woman I’m going to go’. Which was probably a most accurate summary of the essence of Thatcher. Carrington did of course resign from Thatcher’s Cabinet after the invasion of the Falklands in 1982. Although Thatcher made enough political capital out of the war with Argentina to win the next election, it was acknowledged at the time that the Argentinians had given a number of warnings that they were going to invade the Falklands but the Gov’t failed to respond. In 1980 Nicholas Ridley, the Minister of State for the Foreign and Commonwealth Office with responsibility for the Falkland Islands, had told Commodore Cavandoli that Britain had little interest in the Falkland Islands because they were not a wine-growing region like Bordeaux. Ridley did have a reputation for putting his foot in his mouth – after the sinking of the Herald of Free Enterprise, he made a comment in the Commons about implementing policy with its bow doors open (the Herald of Free Enterprise sunk which resulted in loss of life because it set sail with its bow doors open). Ridley had to resign from his position as Secretary of State for Trade and Industry in 1990 after he made comments about the EU being a ‘German racket designed to take over the whole of Europe’ and followed this up with a reference to Hitler.

Whitmore was then the Permanent Secretary at the Ministry of Defence until 1988.

Whilst Whitmore led the Home Office he presided over a great many dreadful things. In north Wales the framing and wrongful imprisonment of the former children in care and mental health patients – including me – as a result of corruption on the part of the police, Risley Remand Centre, the north Wales mental health services and the high security hospitals as described in my post ‘Security, Security’ was happening. Former kids in care were being found dead on a regular basis and complaints of abuse usually went uninvestigated.

On 15 March 1992 the North Wales Police carried out dawn raids in and around Wrexham. Sixteen men and one woman were held – all but one person had worked at Bryn Estyn. The police stated that no child porn was found and no evidence of a paedophile ring. By the end of the day the police had released 12 of the 16 people who had been held. They were all released without charge. Of the four others, only one person made any admissions. This triumph happened three weeks or so before the General Election.

In other regions of the the UK, things were going badly wrong as well. The allegations of the serious abuse of children in care by the Leicestershire social worker Frank Beck had finally been investigated (Beck was imprisoned) but somehow the allegations against Greville Janner went nowhere, although Janner was interviewed by the police in the early 1990s and a file was sent to the DPP. Janner was interviewed in the presence of his solicitor Sir David Napley and Napley was so certain that Janner would be charged that he had already retained George Carman QC. After the imprisonment of Frank Beck it was admitted that the response of the police to the complaints against Beck had been negligent and wholly inadequate. I will be writing more about the Frank Beck case in another post soon.

One thing that the Home Office had to handle whilst Whitmore was Permanent Secretary was the Hillsborough Disaster on the 15 April 1989 and the aftermath. It has finally recently been admitted that at Hillsborough it was the police who were largely responsible for the deaths of many people, that the police systematically lied about the behaviour of the football fans, that lies were told to the media in order to smear the fans – including those who had died – and that the media faithfully published those lies (most famously Kelvin McKenzie at the Sun). Just to ensure that everyone got the right message the police then fabricated witness statements and perjured themselves. It has taken nearly 30 years for the truth to be admitted regarding events at Hillsborough.

So I was most interested to find in the archive of the Hillsborough Independent Panel – Disclosed Material and Report, a copy of a note written by Sir Clive Whitmore dated 7 July 1989. The file states that this note was sent to the Secretary of State – which at the time was Douglas Hurd – regarding the progress of the [Lord Justice Peter] Taylor Inquiry [on Hillsborough] and when it was expected to be completed. The file records that Lord Justice Taylor’s Interim Report was published in Aug 1989.

In the note Whitmore documented that he had spoken to Lord Justice Taylor and a Mr Whalley on 4 July about the progress on the Inquiry and that Taylor had told him that the Report might not be ready until early August.  Whitmore went on to note that Taylor had confirmed that the Report wasn’t going to say anything concerning the arguments for or against identity cards for football supporters. He reported that he was fairly certain that none of Taylor’s recommendations will be of a kind which would require physical work at grounds before the start of the next football season. Whitmore stated that Taylor expects the interim findings to deal with matters such as crowd control and the content of safety certificates. Sir Clive observes that there is no pressing need for a statement to the House and that there may be an advantage in a low key reception involving simply a press statement. Whitmore noted that Taylor did warn him that the interim report is likely to be critical of the South Yorkshire Police and to a lesser extent the football club. Whitmore ends by saying ‘we will need to consider carefully what we should say on this aspect once we have the text of the report’.

The following words/phrases were underlined: ‘early August’, ‘identity cards’, ‘crowd control’, ‘critical of South Yorkshire Police’ and ‘to a lesser extent’.

Although the note is dated 7 July 1989, the official stamp showing receipt of the letter is dated 10 July 1989. The note was sent to: Lord Ferrers, Mr Chilcot [this name is highlighted], Mr Moriarty, Mr Boys Smith, Mr Turney, HMCIFS, Mr Mower, Mr Goddard, Mr Watts, Mr Lidington.

There is a copy of Lord Justice Taylor’s Interim Report in the archived file. It is addressed to Douglas Hurd who was Home Secretary at the time. The Report is dated 1 August 1989 and it has Peter Taylor’s name on it – but not Peter Taylor’s signature. There is just ‘Peter Taylor’ typed next to the date. Every Inquiry that I have seen has the signature of the Chair and the Panel on it next to the date.

It is crystal clear from Whitmore’s note that Peter Taylor didn’t expect to have his report written until early August – so it would not have been ready for submission on 1 Aug 1989. It is also clear from Whitmore’s note and the phrases that were underlined that Taylor was going to mention a few things in that report that Whitmore seemed rather sensitive about – so senstive that people were going to have to consider their public response once they had the text of the Report.

I think that the reason why Peter Taylor didn’t sign that Report in the archive was that Peter Taylor hadn’t actually written it. It seems to me that the Home Office under Douglas Hurd were conducting business the Gwynedd Health Authority and expert medical witness way – they had commissioned a report and publicised that, they knew what they wanted in the Report so before Peter Taylor had submitted it they wrote one of their own. Perhaps they amended it once Taylor had sent them his Report – who knows, because there is no signature on the Report there is no certainly as to who wrote which bits or when.

There are people who can tell us what went on, even if Douglas maintains that he knows nuzzing – Sir Clive Whitmore obviously. But one of the people to whom Sir Clive sent his note will know who drafted Taylor’s Report for him – Mr Lidington.

Mr Lidington is David Lidington, who is currently sitting in Theresa May’s Gov’t as the Justice Secretary and Lord Chancellor. Between 1987-89 Lidington was a special advisor to Douglas Hurd in the Home Office and when Hurd became Foreign Secretary in 1989 Lidington moved with him to the Foreign and Commonwealth Office.

So David Lidington was the gofer at the Home Office when Dafydd, Tony Francis, two junior doctors at Ysbyty Gwynedd, someone at Risley Remand Centre and the Mental Health Act Commission all had a little plan to frame me for attempting to stab a doctor – which unravelled because a nurse who was sitting in the room as I carried out this murderous attack made a statement to the police admitting that I hadn’t tried to stab anyone. Risley Remand Centre was under the domain of Douglas Hurd. There were constant allegations of brutality towards inmates and even inmates dying because no-one had answered bells when they had rung for assistance. The Waterhouse Report details how the Waterhouse Inquiry had sight of a letter sent from Risley Remand Centre in support of Nefyn and June Dodd, the managers of Ty’r Felin children’s home in Bangor – who were under investigation for child abuse – allegedly written by a former resident of Ty’r Felin which had been sent to Lucille Hughes, Dafydd’s mistress and the Director of Gwynedd Social Services. Sir Ronald Waterhouse confirmed that the letter had not been written or sent by the former resident of Ty’r Felin as purported.

So as well as beating up the inmates and leaving them to die by witholding medical attention, someone in Risley Remand Centre – under the control of the Home Office – was forging documents and colluding in elaborate plans with Top Doctors to frame people who had complained about them. And someone in the Home Office was forging Reports from Lord Chief Justices. And David Lidington knows something about it.

You are the Secretary of State for Justice Lidington. You do know how illegal these matters are. Furthermore, Nefyn Dodd was not only abusing the kids in Ty’r Felin himself but he was trafficking them down to London to be used for prostitution – one boy from Ty’r Felin turned up in the now infamous Dolphin Square (see post ‘Are You Local?’).

David Lidington is the Tory MP for Aylesbury – he was elected at the 1992 General Election. Days before the five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed by that firebomb.

In 1994 Lidington was appointed PPS to Michael Howard. Just as Howard stuffed over Mary Wynch leaving her ruined. In 1994 there was yet another attempt to fit me up and imprison me – Bridget Lloyd, an Angel with the Arfon Community Mental Health Team, alleged that I had made threatening phone calls to her and made a statement claiming to be so frightened of me that the Health Authority had given her a personal alarm to carry with her at all times lest I murder her in cold blood. The Court was also told that I was a danger to her young children. I didn’t know that Bridget Lloyd had young children. Bridget knew that I didn’t know that as well – just before making the statement to police that she was in fear of her life from me, Lloyd sent a memo to the Top Doctors and managers at Ysbyty Gwynedd stating that she’d only ever met me once, many years ago and that I wouldn’t recognise her if I saw her.

Tony Francis wrote a report for the Court – for their consideration for WHEN I was found guilty, stating that I should be transferred to a forensic team with a view to being placed in a secure unit.

I was acquitted. There were no apologies and no investigation into the perjury.

In June 1997 Lidington was appointed PPS to William Hague, the leader of the Opposition. Months previously William Hague had organised the whitewash that was the Waterhouse Inquiry.

In June 1999 Lidington became the Shadow Home Affairs Minister, Deputy to Ann Widdecombe. Widdecombe has connections to the Tory Party in Wales, in particular the Anglesey Constituency Conservative Party – which contains a number of Top Doctors (see post ‘Doris Karloff – Honest About Her Expenses But Not Much Else’). In Sept 2001 Lidington was appointed Shadow Finance Secretary to the Treasury and in May 2002 Shadow Minister at MAFF. When Michael Howard became leader of the Tory Party Lidington was appointed Shadow Secretary of State for N Ireland. Lidington didn’t thrive under Cameron at first and in July 2007 was demoted. However after the General Election of 2010 Lidington became Minister for Europe. In Aug 2016 Lidington was awarded a CBE in Cameron’s resignation honours – for his services ‘to Europe’. Well the paedophile gang in north Wales were trafficking the kids to Amsterdam and the south of France as well…

When Honest Vicar’s Daughter Theresa became leader she made Lidington Leader of the Commons and on 11 June appointed him Justice Secretary and Lord Chancellor. Well with a track record like David Lidington’s in what other post could he possibly be more useful in the face of all these allegations of paedophiles in high places and the Independent Inquiry Into Child Sexual Abuse falling apart?

David’s a greedy sod as well. In May 2009 the Daily Telegraph revealed that Lidington claimed nearly £1,300 for his dry cleaning and claimed for toothpaste, shower gel, body spray and vitamin supplements on his second home allowance.

On one occasion Lidington’s local paper the Bucks Herald criticised him for claiming £115,891 in expenses – approx double his salary.

Lidington’s shameful CV starts from the very beginning. He went to Sidney Sussex College, Cambridge and whilst there was Chair of the Cambridge University Conservative Association which, in the previous generation, had supplied Thatcher with her Cabinet – who concealed Peter Morrison’s abuse of children in care in north Wales – including Ken Clarke, John Selwyn Gummer, Michael Howard and Norman Lamont. So Lidington was following in the footsteps of the Greats. Did you perhaps get to know some of them whilst you were at Cambridge David? I’m sure that the corrupt old bastards who were prepared to ignore suspicious deaths for the sake of Peter Morrison’s continued participation in sex parties with kids in care were invited back to their Alma Mater to dispense their wisdom and recruit the next generation of complete scumbags. Lidington was Deputy President of the Cambridge University Students Union and before doing some very dirty deeds at the Home Office for Douglas Hurd, he worked for BP and Rio Tinto.

Douglas Hurd was Tory MP for Mid-Oxfordshire, 1974-83, then for the same constituency when it was revamped as Witney (Cameron’s future constituency), 1983-97. He was a key member of Thatcher’s and Major’s Cabinet and is Patron of the Tory Reform Group.

Hurd’s father Lord Anthony Hurd was the Tory MP for Newbury, 1945-64. His grandather, Sir Percy Hurd, was the Coalition Conservative MP for Frome, 1918-23 (part of Lloyd George’s Lib-Con Gov’t) and then Tory MP for Devizes, 1923-45). Hurd’s son Nick has been Tory MP for Ruislip-Northwood and Pinner since 2005 and in 2010 became Minister for Civil Society. Another son Thomas works in the Diplomatic Service.

Hurd went to Eton and then Trinity College, Cambridge where he was President of the Cambridge Union Society.

In 1952 Hurd entered the Diplomatic Service and in 1966 began his political career. He became Principal Private Secretary to Edward Heath – a civil service position rather than a political appointment.

In 1979 after Thatcher won the General Election Hurd was appointed Minister of State in the Foreign and Commonwealth Office. Following the 1983 General Election Hurd was moved to the Home Office, where Willie Whitelaw was Home Secretary until June 1983 and then Leon Brittan succeeded  him. Between 1984 and 1985 Hurd was Secretary of State for N Ireland. We are told that Hurd’s diplomatic skills paved the way for the signing of the Anglo-Irish agreement, although Hurd left the post one month before the agreement was signed. In the light of what was going on at the Home Office when Hurd was Home Secretary and Lidington was his minion – forged documents, the fitting up of innocent people who had dared raise concerns about the movers and shakers behind the Westminster Paedophile Ring – one can only imagine how Hurd used his ‘diplomatic skills’ in N Ireland. There’ll have been all those murders that Hurd will have used in his bargaining and the kids in the Kincora Boys Home as well who were being abused by Whitehall figures and members of the British Army. Peace in our time then Douglas?

After ensuring that the truth about various murders and terrorist atrocities as well as the child abuse at Kincora was never to be told, Hurd was appointed Home Secretary in Sep 1985 in the wake of Leon Brittan’s demotion to the DTI. Meanwhile the Birmingham Six, Guildford Four and Macguire Seven and God knows how many other innocent people sat in prisons because Douggie and his mates didn’t dare let on what they had all been up to at the Home Office for many years. In 1987 a Home Office memo acknowledged that the Guildford Four were unlikely to have been terrorists but stated that was not sufficient grounds for an appeal.

Hurd was seen as a ‘safe pair of hands’ at the Home Office and his tenure there was considered ‘uncontroversial’. That judgement might change if anyone takes a close look at the paperwork concerning Peter Taylor’s Interim Report which was written by someone who wasn’t Peter Taylor. Hurd himself expressed concerns that the Prison Service wasn’t working effectively – well somewhere along the line the plan to have me banged up in Risley went pear-shaped and that forged letter which was sent to Lucille Hughes was identified as a forgery, so someone at Risley wasn’t carrying out their duties to the standards required by Douglas. As for those attempts to set fire to my house Douglas, I can only echo the words of Peter Cook in his ‘biased judge’ post-Jeremy Thorpe trial satire – they couldn’t even carry out the simplest murder plot without cocking the whole thing up…

Note to David Lidington: David – Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends were definitely nasty enough for you to have played ball with, but they weren’t very bright and Dafydd was barking mad. If you are serious about silencing/killing absolutely everyone who were witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, you need to commission some rather more competent criminals – because Brown, me and two of our friends have managed to survive.

In 1988 Hurd set up Crime Concern, an organisation that aimed to reduce crime and anti-social behaviour by offering training opportunities to young people. The young person who received the best training opportunity from Douglas Hurd was David Lidington, other young people went to prison or had all opportunities removed. Crime Concern merged with the charity Rainer in 2008 to form an organisation called Catch22. Er – was someone having a joke at Douglas’s expense?

As a sideline Douglas writes spy thrillers. I think that this blog is rapidly evolving into one, but without the ‘fiction’ element. Or indeed the ‘thrilling’ bit – it’s not quite so thrilling when it’s you that is being targeted by a bunch of Top Doctors and their associates who are running a paedophile ring for the benefit of Douglas’s colleagues…

In Oct 1989 Douglas replaced John Major as Foreign Secretary. When Thatch was ousted in Nov 1990 Douglas ran for the Tory Party leadership – his campaign was predicated on his reputation as a ‘safe pair of hands’ ‘law n order’ Home Secretary. Major won the leadership and Hurd returned to his post as Foreign Secretary, where he remained until 1995.

Hurd was Foreign Secretary whilst Yugoslavia imploded. Hurd argued against sending military aid to the Bosniaks – in opposition to US policy – and he resisted pressure to allow Bosnian refugees into Britain. Hurd described his policy as ‘realist’. Just like letting a paedophile gang run a reign of terror in north Wales. The poor relations between European and US leaders delayed a co-ordinated response to the horrors taking place in Yugoslavia so rather a lot of people ended up being brutally murdered thanks to the diplomatic skills of that safe pair of hands Douglas and others.

After his withdrawal from front line politics, Douglas went to Serbia to visit Slobodan Milosevic, on behalf of the NatWest Bank no less, of which Hurd was Chairman, 1995-99. The Bosnian Gov’t threatened to charge Hurd as an accomplice to genocide, but nothing came of that. People like Douglas don’t go to prison, the cells are reserved for the victims of paedophile gangs who supply kids to politicians or for junior academics who work out that something very nasty is going on which seems to be propped up by the highest echelons of the medical establishment…

Whilst Hurd was Foreign Secretary he allocated £234 million pounds in aid towards the funding of the hydroelectric dam on the Pergan River in Malaysia – building started in 1991 and concurrently the Malaysian Gov’t just happened to decide to purchase £1 bilion worth of British made arms. In March 1994 a UK Gov’t Inquiry was launched regarding this and in Nov 1994 the High Court of Justice ruled the actions of Hurd unlawful, because all that dosh that he liberated for the building of the dam was not for the economic or humanitarian benefit of the Malaysians.

In 1997 Douglas was given a peerage. The Waterhouse Inquiry had been arranged by then, Peter Morrison and God knows how many witnesses were dead, Dafydd had retired from the NHS with the contract to provide substance abuse services for north Wales in his paws alongside an agreement that none of the very serious complaints against him would ever be followed up (see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’), so I don’t expect that Douglas ever expected to hear the words ‘north Wales paedophile ring covered up by people at the highest levels of Gov’t with connections to the security services’ ever again.

In 1997 Douglas became Chair of British Invisibles (now ‘International Financial Services London’) and in 1998 he was Chair of the judges for the Booker Prize.

In Sept 1999 Hurd was appointed High Sheriff of Westminster Abbey. Douglas has been a long-standing and active member of the Church of England. Which of course now takes the safeguarding of children very seriously, things have changed/not like the 70s/couldn’t happen now, we’ve got Douglas Hurd and Elizabeth Butler-Sloss on board.

Douglas Chaired the Hurd Commission, which reviewed the roles and functions of the Archbishop of Canterbury.

Hurd was Chair of the Advisory Council of something called FIRST, an ‘international affairs organisation’. I cannot find out anything about it, so it is probably incredibly sordid, even by Douglas’s standards.

Douglas is Patron of the Burford School-Uganda link.

Hurd has been married twice – the first time was in 1960. He and his wife separated in 1976 and divorced in 1982. His former wife Tatiana observed that ‘politics don’t mix with marriage’. The combination obviously works for some people though, because in 1982 Douglas married Judy Smart who was his former Parliamentary secretary, who was 19 years his junior. Who will have known about the appalling things in which Douglas involved himself. Judy died of leukemia some years ago.

Hurd’s son Nick is married to Clare, the daughter of Michael Ancrum aka the 13th Marquess of Lothian – Ancrum is currently the only Marquess in the Lords. When Ann Widdecombe was toadying her way up through the ranks of the Tory Party as described in her autobiography ‘Strictly Ann’, she spent a great deal of time ingratiating herself to Ancrum and his family and friends. Ann was really impressed with how posh they all were. Ancrum was called to the Scottish Bar in 1979 and worked as an advocate until 1979, when he was elected Tory MP for Edinburgh South. In 1987 Ancrum was elected Tory MP for Devizes. He took over the seat from Sir Charles Morrison, brother of Sir Peter, who was busy with the kids in care in north Wales at the time. The Morrison family seat and estates are in Wiltshire. Ancram was Chair of the Tory Party, Oct 1998-Sept 01. Which neatly covered the duration of the Waterhouse Inquiry and its aftermath.

Ancrum and his wife Jane – the daughter of the Duke of Norfolk, Widdecombe knew all about the aristocratic in-laws – are Roman Catholics and Jane is Patron of the Right To Life Trust. A right that wasn’t enjoyed by some of the witnesses to Peter Morrison’s activities Jane. Ancrum went to school at Ampleforth – the place that now lives under the shadow of more and more allegations about the conduct of the monks toward the boys there. Ancrum might not have been one of the more sensitive kids at Ampleforth though – whilst he was at Christ Church College, Oxford, he was a member of the Bullingdon Club.

Wikileaks revealed that Ancrum was Chair of Le Cercle, a rather mad and sinister ‘foreign policy think tank’ concerned with ‘international security’ which numbers some rather mad and sinister people among its membership. Jonathan Aitken was involved with it.

Hurd’s daughter-in-law Catherine (known as Sian), Thomas Hurd’s wife, died in unclear circumstances in 2012. The family were living in New York City – Thomas Hurd was coming to the end of a three year posting with the UN Security Council – when Catherine fell to her death in the early hours of the morning from the roof of their house. She had climbed up a ladder and through a hatch to reach the roof. She and Thomas had gone to bed about midnight and Thomas woke up in the early hours, found that she was not beside him so went off to look for her. He found her body in the garden between 3-4 am. The inquest heard that Catherine had suffered a ‘sudden nervous breakdown’ in 2007 from which she recovered quickly and didn’t discuss at length. Before she died she had seemed fine and no-one had any idea at all that she was at all upset about anything. Catherine did not leave a suicide note and because she fell to her death in the middle of the night no-one saw her fall, so there were no witnesses. Catherine’s father is a Top Doctor who gave evidence at the inquest that the small quantities of very mild benzodiapines that she had recently taken could have caused an ‘altered mental state’. Thomas stated that at the time of Catherine’s death they were about to move house and had packed up their belongings and that could have been distressing. Yes, one valium and my goods packed up into a few boxes and I too am prone to climbing up ladders and through hatches into roofs in the small hours and chucking myself off roofs. The coroner returned an open verdict because I don’t think that there was an option of a ‘what the hell has gone on here’ verdict.

The names of both Thomas and Douglas Hurd appeared on the internet as suspected MI6 operatives. The allegations were of course nonsense and the fact that some very improbable names appeared on the list alongside them meant that it was all the work of a ‘poorly informed amateur’, not a disgruntled MI5 or MI6 employee as some people claimed. And there’s no evidence of a paedophile ring involving Westminster figures which was concealed by people who worked in the Home Office either.

Thomas’s brother Nick – the Tory MP – previously worked as an advisor to Tim Yeo who was Tory MP for Suffolk South, 1983-2015. Tim Yeo was PPS to one Douglas Hurd between 1988-90, when Hurd was Home Secretary. I came across Tim’s name a few days ago when I was reading documents concerning the Leicestershire Child Abuse Scandal (there will be a post naming some more of the people involved in the Leicestershire Scandal soon). In 1992 after the shit hit the fan in the wake of Frank Beck’s conviction and imprisonment, one Tim Yeo was the junior Minister in the Department of Health who was responsible for residential children’s homes. Despite the mountains of evidence that emerged from Frank Beck’s trial that the children’s homes of Leicestershire had been rife with the serious abuse of children and the evidence pouring in from Islington, Lambeth and north Wales that the abuse of kids in care was a major problem, Tim decided not to implement a policy of reviewing children’s homes from which children were regularly running away although it was felt by many advisors that this would highlight homes where sexual abuse of children was a problem.

Between 1980-83 Tim Yeo was Chief Exec of the Spastics Society, now known as Scope. There was a problem with abuse of people in the care of Scope…David Hanson worked for Scope 1982-89. I will be returning to Tim Yeo in a future post – Tim who had to resign from John Major’s Cabinet in the wake of those revelations about his five mistresses and illegitimate children.

Douglas Hurd’s father Anthony Hurd married Stephanie Corner. Stephanie’s father was a Top Doctor, a surgeon called Edred Moss Corner. Edred Corner’s own father was a Top Doctor in Yorkshire, but Edred was born in London and went to school at Epsom College. Edred read medicine at Sidney Sussex College, Cambridge and did his clinical training at St Thomas’s Hospital Medical School. After qualifying, Edred worked at Tommy’s and Leeds General Infirmary. He established a successful Harley Street practice and was on the staff of Great Ormond Street Hospital as well as of Purley and Wood Green Hospitals. Edred was also surgeon to Epsom College. He was Vice-President of the Medical Society of London and a member of the Harveian Society, as well as a leading light in the BMA. Edred sat on the Board of Advanced Studies at the University of London.

One of Edred’s esteemed works was the volume ‘Diseases of the Male Generative Organs’.

Edred had a touch of the Sir Charles Evans about him. Like Sir Charles, Edred was a Top Doctor who was a keen mountaineer. Like Sir Charles, Edred was clobbered by a neurodegenerative disease mid-career which stopped him from continuing to practice as a surgeon. Whereas Sir Charles Evans was given Bangor University to play with as a booby prize when he retired from surgery, Edred was given a job as superintendent of a convalescent home. Edred had three children, two daughters and a son. One of Edred’s daughters married Douglas Hurd’s dad, but my antennae certainly started twitching when I found out who Edred’s son – Hurd’s uncle – was. He was Edred Henry Corner, a very well known tropical botanist who was Professor of Tropical Botany at Cambridge, 1965-73 and a Fellow of Sidney Sussex College from 1959.

So Prof Edred Henry Corner will have known Prof Greig-Smith, the plant ecologist who was a Professor in the School of Plant Biology at Bangor University – where I did my first degree! When I complained about Gwynne the lobotomist and his highly inappropriate conduct. The man who referred me to Gwynne the lobotomist, the corrupt GP Dr D.G.E. Wood, ran the Student Health Centre and was the first person to subject me to a barrage of threats when Brown and I complained about the lobotomist. Wood was married to Dr Chris Wood – she was a lecturer in the School of Plant Biology! My housemate, who was killed in a car crash shortly after I started discussing with her what was happening to me at the hands of Wood and his colleagues, was a PhD student in the School of Zoology. Ann’s former boyfriend Geoff was left brain damaged and paralysed in the crash – Geoff had been in the front passenger seat. Geoff was one of Greig-Smith’s Masters students! Some weeks before Ann was killed, D.G.E. Wood told me that he always recognised Ann’s car because it was a white VW Beetle which had big pictures of choughs on it.

No-one actually liked Prof Greig-Smith, but they were all very frightened of him. He was the biggest name in plant ecology in the UK and effectively invented quantitative ecology. Grieg-Smith trained at Cambridge and still had many mates there. It was the presence of Greig-Smith in the School of Plant Biology which was entirely responsible for Bangor having such a good reputation for botany in those days. There was much bad feeling in the year that I graduated because a mature female student who was a personal friend of Greig-Smith was given a First – some of the lecturers let it slip that no-one felt that her work was worthy of a First but she was a friend of Grieg-Smith. She was then offered a place to do a PhD with D.G.E. Wood’s wife! This lady was married to a man whom Wood et al considered worth getting to know – he was Ian Kennaway, the Director of Regions for the National Trust. In 1990 Ian Kennaway founded and was the first Chairman of The Friends of Czech Heritage. A Patron of The Friends of Czech Heritage is Greg Hands, who has been the Tory MP for Chelsea and Fulham since 2010. Greg Hands was Chief Secretary to the Treasury and then became Minister of State for International Trade, working with Secretary of State Dr Liam Fox. Fox is of course a Top Doctor and a member of the Royal College of General Practitioners. Fox has been the Tory MP for North Somerset since 1992. D.G.E. Wood’s family are from the north Somerset area and Wood went to medical school at Bristol University. Wood has held many senior offices in the Royal College of General Practitioners. Liam Fox was elected to Parliament days before the five witnesses to the wrongdoing of Wood and his colleagues were killed by the firebomb. Between 1993-94 Fox was PPS to Home Secretary Michael Howard – who at the time was finishing off Mary Wynch…

Greg Hands is now Minister for London.

As for Gay Kennaway, the recipient of the ill-deserved First in Marine Botany all those years ago – I was going to put out an appeal for her to tell us what she knows, but Burke’s peerage states that she died earlier this year.

A paedophile ring and a prostitution racket exposed – you never thought that it would get this embarrassing did you Wood?

Prof Greig-Smith died in 2002. He had a son, Peter. Peter Grieg-Smith was a Top Doctor in Liverpool.

Douglas Hurd is the Patron of the pro-EU European Movement. Now there’s a bit of ammo for the Brexiteers…

 

Back to Sir Clive Whitmore of the Dept for Encouraging Forged Documentation. Sir Clive did well for himself on the gongs front. He was awarded a CVO in the new Years Honours of 1983, a KCB in the 1983 Birthday Honours and a GCB in the 1988 Birthday Honours.

In 1995 Sir Clive turned up as Chancellor of De Montfort University. In 1995 Brown was hounded out of his job at Aston University but managed to get another job – at De Montfort University.

Before I fled north Wales, when my lawyers were collecting witness statements from the people who were brave enough to testify to what they had seen happening to me at the hands of the NHS and social services, all the people involved were subsequently threatened or harassed. Brown provided one of the statements. A letter subsequently arrived at De Montfort University, informing the senior managers that Brown was a ‘known paedophile’ and had committed many offences when he worked at Aston University but hadn’t been caught (see post ‘A Nasty Ludicrous Poison Pen Letter’). (So he could hardly have been a ‘known’ paedophile then could he?) The letter was signed Sylvia Grenalda. Brown and co did they all could to trace Sylvia, all databases were searched, but there was no trace of her. Sylvia, where are you? We need you to come forward!

Obviously the wrongdoing at the Home Office didn’t start with Hurd and Whitmore – Leon Brittan was Home Secretary prior to Hurd and unlike Hurd whom many people do not realise was overseeing the forging of documents and framing of the victims of crime, Leon Brittan hasn’t got a reputation left to lose. Brittan has been the subject of allegations of the rape of a young woman as well as the sexual abuse of children. I don’t have evidence that he was guilty of any of that but by the time that Dafydd et al had started trying to fit me up with the assistance of Douglas Hurd’s bunch at the Home Office, I was fully aware that this sort of thing had been going on for a long time. This was how Dafydd et al routinely conducted business – it was why they were so affronted when I challenged them about it. Brown has always been a lot more savvy than me and when in 1987 Dafydd tried to threaten me with incarceration in Risley Remand Centre if I didn’t drop my complaints about him and then when that didn’t work tried to bribe me, I commented to Brown ‘how on earth has he got the nerve to do this?’. Brown replied ‘because he’s done it before and it’s worked’. Spot on Brown, you were quite right. But even Brown didn’t know how bad this lot were and just how high up their corruption went.

Another little anecdote. Someone else heard some of the phone conversations between Dafydd and me and knew what was going on – Brown’s brother. Brown’s brother accompanied me to the North Wales Hospital Denbigh one day to make enquiries when my letters and complaints were just ignored. A near hysterical administrator stated that Dafydd wasn’t on the premises and they didn’t know when he next would be – neither did anyone know where he was. So we went back to the car – to find Alun Davies parked immediately behind us. Davies then trailed us bumper to bumper right off the grounds and down the road. Some months later Brown’s brother had a nasty experience. He was standing outside a motorway service station late at night, by himself, in the garden bit near the motorway slip road and a car with a number of men in drove straight towards him at break-neck speed and tried to run him over. Very fortunately he was next to a hedge – he literally jumped into it. He told me what had happened days later – it was a tale of do you know someone definitely tried to kill me the other night and I don’t even know who they were….

Davies: after Brown’s brother nearly died in a motorbike crash caused by someone driving into him carelessly some months later, he and his wife left the UK. They have been abroad ever since. There will be no clue on this blog as to what names they are using or where on the planet they are you worthless piece of crap.

The Home Office under Brittan was later revealed to have been thoroughly rotten. Thatcher was using the police as her own private army and there were many high points, including he Battle of the Beanfield in June 1985 when the police beat up New Age Travellers – including women who were holding babies and young children – and smashed the windows of their vehicles for the hell of it; the dismissal of appeals from the high profile victims of miscarriages of justice; the intimidation of the Manchester University students by police officers which was so serious that one of the students fled to Europe; the stream of innocent people in south Wales who were framed by the police only to be released years later on appeal – many of the serious crimes for which they were framed remained unsolved; the violence of the police towards striking miners and the framing of some of the pickets for offences; the rampant corruption of drug squads across the UK.

Another celebrated event of the Leon Years was Geoffrey Dickens MP compiling a dossier of Westminster figures whom he claimed were involved with the serious abuse of children. Dickens maintained that the people behind this had links to organised crime and were also involved with child porn and big time drug dealing. Geoffrey Dickens was so pissed off at the lack of action that he threatened to name some of the people whom he alleged were involved in the House. Dickens was roundly mocked, denounced and accused of anti-semitism by a Greville Janner. Leon subsequently ‘lost’ the dossier, claimed that he couldn’t remember a number of crucial facts relating to the dossier, then did remember a few things. The dossier did not turn up and more recently it was discovered that quite a few files from the Home Office relating to the alleged abuse of children by Westminster and Whitehall figures had gone for a walk.

So who was the Permanent Secretary at the Home Office whilst the police beat up who they wanted, framed people when they felt like it and when files with the names of members of the Westminster Paedophile Ring – which of course had never existed – disappeared? It was Sir Brian Cubbon.

Cubbon was Permanent Secretary, 1979-88 and served three Home Secretaries – Willie Whitelaw, Leon Brittan and for a time, Douglas Hurd. In old age Cubbon joked that the Home Office must have been fit for purpose at the time because he and the three Home Secretaries were all ‘Trinity men’ (as in Trinity College, Cambridge). They all concealed a gang of paedophiles as well.

Cubbon’s CV matched that of Robin Butler in terms of always being at the scene. After Bury Grammar School and Trinity College, Cubbon joined the civil service. He joined the Home Office during the last months of the Attlee Gov’t and was then seconded to the Cabinet Office, 1961-62 when Macmillan was PM. No doubt Cubbon knew about the weekends at Cliveden where teenaged call girls, Russian spies and Gov’t Ministers enjoyed themselves. In 1968 Cubbon was appointed Private Secretary to Jim Callaghan – who most certainly when he was PM concealed child abuse in north Wales – when Callaghan was Home Secretary. Cubbon was at the centre of the action in 1969 when the balloon went up in Ulster – Cubbon was at the Home Office at the time, which was responsible for N Ireland. The Home Office was also directly responsible for the management of Approved Schools such as Bryn Estyn and Axwell Park in Gateshead. In 1969 child abuse was flourishing at Axwell Park under Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth – both of whom were transferred to work at Bryn Estyn in 1973 where they established a truly impressive regime which was one of the hubs of the paedophile gang busy in north Wales/Cheshire.

Cubbon  moved to the Cabinet Office in 1971 and in 1976 was appointed Permanent Secretary in the N Ireland Office. In July 1976 Cubbon was caught in a bomb blast in Ireland which killed the British Ambassador to Ireland Christopher  Ewart-Biggs and Cubbon’s Private Secretary Judith Cooke. Cubbon was responsible for orchestrating the maintenance of direct rule from Westminster in the absence of a political settlement, whilst Merlyn Rees was Secretary of State for N Ireland. Merlyn Rees’s next post was Home Secretary  in Jim Callaghan’s Gov’t – during which time he concealed the paedophile gang in north Wales (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’).

Prior to the 1979 General Election, it was speculated that if re-elected Callaghan would make Cubbon Cabinet Secretary. In the event Thatcher won the election and made Robert Armstrong Cabinet Secretary  – another man who knew a great deal (see post ‘Lord Robert Armstrong’). Armstrong had been Permanent Secretary at the Home Office and Thatch appointed Cubbon to take his place, to work alongside dear old Willie Whitelaw. Who had concealed the paedophile gang for years and continued to do so.

In April 1982 when the Buck House intruder Michael Fagan found himself sitting in the Queen’s bedroom having a chat with her, Cubbon suggested to the Metropolitan Police Commissioner Sir David McNee that he should resign. McNee later described this as ‘improper and impertinent behaviour’. I’ve been quite taken with the notion of impertinent behaviour since last summer when I received a copy of a completely mad letter that Dafydd had written concerning my presence in Ysbyty Gwynedd in June 1988. Dafydd had experienced the trauma of being asked by me when he was going to respond to my complaints and as a result he wrote to the Assistant Director of Nursing at Ysbyty Gwynedd demanding that I should be held on a ward, not allowed out and guarded at all times. The Assistant Director of Nursing had written a polite letter back to Dafydd, explaining that to do this would not only be unwarranted but illegal. Dafydd fired off a furious completely irrational reply, accusing this man of ‘gross impertinence’ and recommending that someone should face disciplinary action because I had actually asked him to explain himself (see post ‘The Blog Post That Was Hacked Can Now Be Read’). In the weeks following Dafydd’s crazed demands, the psychiatrists in Ysbyty Gwynedd formed themselves into a Secretariat. Tony Francis appointed himself the Secretary of the Secretariat and they spent much time and trouble writing to each other as well as to the MDU, the BMA and the senior managers of Gwynedd Health Authority, formulating a method as to how they could have me transferred to a secure unit. Even the Mental Health Act Commission were involved in the Cunning Plan. It was of course all predicated on them claiming that I had violently attacked numerous people – which their own lawyers had reminded them that they had no evidence for. Tony Francis even wrote to the Dr D.J.C. Davies, the Chief Administrative Medical Officer for Gwynedd Health Authority, demanding that they pay his travelling expenses for his visits to the MDU – the Health Authority was happy to oblige.

In 1986 Cubbon had to handle the fall-out over the comments of the Chief Constable of Manchester, James Anderton, who publicly stated that people with HIV/AIDS were ‘swirling around in a cesspool of their own making’. At the time police corruption in Anderton’s force was endemic and some of that corruption was assisting Dafydd and the paedophiles (see post ‘Top Of The Cops’).

In 1979 Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon spent the night at the Crest Hotel in Wrexham with a boy in care in north Wales. The following morning Tyrell-Kenyon alleged that the boy had robbed him and called the police. The boy was sent to a detention centre. The boy’s social worker recorded on his file that he was known to be having homosexual sex with Tyrell-Kenyon. Tyrell-Kenyon was not charged with any offence. In 1993 Tyrell-Kenyon died of an AIDS related illness. Tyrell-Kenyon’s father, Lord Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon, was a member of the North Wales Police Authority, a Magistrate, a member of Clwyd Health Authority and a Flintshire County Councillor. The boy – well a man by now – gave evidence to the Waterhouse Inquiry that Tyrell-Kenyon had used him for sex on many occasions.

When Cubbon was asked in recent years about the business of Leon losing that dossier concerning organised child abuse that Geoffrey Dickens had given him, Cubbon stated that he had ‘no recollection at all’ of the Dickens dossier.

Cubbon helped start Haklynt, a company ‘supplying foreign political and commercial information to corporate clients’. He Chaired the Disaster Emergency Committee from 1989. In 1995 Cubbon served on the Press Complaints Commission and in 1996 was the PCC’s Charter Commissioner.

Cubbon was also active in the Campaign to Protect Rural England.

Thatcher’s Principal Private Secretary, 1985-88 was Sir Nigel Wicks. Sir Nigel’s main interest is the accumulation of enormous amounts of money, so he probably got on with Thatcher very well. Wicks went to Beckenham and Penge Grammar School and joined BP in 1958 when he was 18 years old. Whilst at BP he did an London University MA with Portsmouth College of Technology (now the University of Portsmouth). In 1969 Wicks joined the Treasury and was seconded to the PM’s office as Principal Private Secretary, 1975-78. He worked for Wilson, then Callaghan. Wicks then moved to the British Embassy in Washington DC where he was the UK’s Executive Director of the IMF and IBRD, 1983-85.

Wicks then worked as Thatch’s Principal Private Secretary. Whilst Sir Peter Morrison was Minister of State for Employment, Minister of State for Trade and Industry, Deputy Chairman of the Conservative Party and Minister of State for Energy. Throughout this time, the Welsh Office concealed the abuse of children in care and the abuse of mental health patients and the serious crime associated with this, which involved the Home Office. I doubt that Nigel was that concerned – not when there was dosh to be made.

Nigel then returned to the Treasury as Second Permanent Secretary, responsible for International Finance, where he remained until he retired in 2000.

Following his retirement from the civil service, Nigel was Chair of CRESTCo until in 2001 it merged with Euroclear, of which Wicks was Deputy Chair, 2002-06, then Chair. He was a non-executive director of Morgan Stanley, 2004-07 and of the Edinburgh Investment Trust from 2005.

Between 2001-04 Sir Nigel was Chair of the Committee on Standards in Public Life. Who better to hold that position than a man who played a central role in concealing a paedophile gang which trafficked children to Europe for sex work and murdered people who blabbed?

In 2005 Sir Nigel Chaired the panel appointing the initial members of the newly-created Judicial Appointments Commission.

In 2007 Sir Nigel was appointed Commissioner of the Jersey Financial Services Commission and in 2012 he became the Chair of the British Bankers Association.

No wonder those kids died.

Nigel’s collection of gongs consists of: CBE in Callaghan’s Resignation Honours, 1979; CVO in the 1989 New Year’s Honours; KCB in the 1992 New Year’s Honours; GCB in the 1999 New Year’s Honours.

 

The shitbaggery found among Principal Private Secretaries to the PM has a long and fine tradition. Sir Kenneth Stowe was Principal Private Secretary to Wilson, Callaghan and for a short time Thatcher, 1975-79.

Kenneth Stowe attended Dagenham County High School and then Exeter College, Oxford. He joined the civil service as an Assistant Principal in the National Assistance Board and in 1956 became a Principal. In 1958 Stowe was seconded to the UN Secretariat in New York. Upon his return he became the Press Officer to the National Assistance Board and justified the refusal by successive Gov’t to pay pensions to the over 80s who had been excluded by the National Insurance Act of 1948. Stowe became an Assistant Secretary in 1964 and remained in the machine when the National Assistance Board merged with the Ministry of Health in 1966 and in 1968 when the DHSS was created.

In 1970 Stowe became Assistant Under-Secretary at the DHSS and then in 1973 he joined the Cabinet Office – whilst Heath was PM – at Under-Secretary level. In 1975 Wilson’s Principal Private Secretary left No 10 and Cabinet Secretary John Hunt proposed that Stowe should replace him. It was considered an unusual appointment – Principal Private Secretaries usually come from the Treasury or at least have Treasury experience. Stowe had spent virtually his whole career in the DHSS and the departments which preceded it and had no Treasury experience at all.

Sir Kenneth is described in glowing terms in his obituaries as completely  loyal and the man who kept the Gov’t running smoothly, although a few things did slip through that he was unable to stop. Such as Harold Wilson’s 1976 Resignation Honours, the ‘Lavender List’, thus called because it was alleged to have been written by Wilson’s weirdly sinister Political Secretary Marcia Williams aka Lady Falkender on the tinted notepaper that she was known to favour. The Lavender List included some very unwise choices, even by the standards of the UK honours system – such as Joe Kagan, the man who manufactured Wilson’s favourite brand of raincoat and who later went to prison for fraud and Sir Eric Miller, a property magnate who committed suicide less than a year later whilst the subject of a criminal investigation. The civil servants who saw the Lavender List were horrified and put their faith in Stowe to ensure that some of the names were removed. They weren’t. Which just confirmed many people’s suspicions that Wilson was a crook and Marcia Williams knew so much that he didn’t dare upset her.

Stowe was central to the negotiations which led to the Lib-Lab in 1977 between Callaghan and David Steel and drafted the agreement between them. Stowe attended the regular dinners that Callaghan had with Len Murray of the TUC and business leaders to discuss economic issues. As things disintegrated during the Winter of Discontent 1978-79 many insiders maintained that it was Stowe who held the Gov’t machinery together. Stowe personally conducted negotiations with Len Murray.

Whilst Stowe worked for Callaghan, Sunny Jim was chuffed to be invited to join the Athenaeum, the club favoured by Top Doctors – of which Jimmy Savile was a member, having been introduced by Cardinal Basil Hume. Callaghan accepted the invitation and was then shocked to receive a hefty bill. He paid it nonetheless and then took Stowe to the Athenaeum.

Stowe inducted his successor Sir Clive Whitmoor into the job after Margaret Thatcher took power in 1979 and then took up the post of Permanent Secretary at the N Ireland Office. In that post Stowe had to manage the Troubles and events such as the hunger strikers in the Maze Prison. In late 1980 Stowe made a list of gestures that Thatcher’s Gov’t might make to end the hunger strikes in the Maze. The list was passed to IRA contacts via an MI6 agent – the MI6 agent waited in Stowe’s official car to receive the list, such was the fear that he’d be kidnapped. Not that Thatcher’s Gov’t ever talked to the IRA of course.

In 1981 Stowe returned to the DHSS as Permanent Secretary. He remained there until his retirement in 1987 and for much of the time worked with Secretary of State Norman Fowler. So Stowe was at the very top of the DHSS when the abuse in the children’s homes in north Wales was concealed, whilst Dafydd was sued by Mary Wynch but kept his job and continued to illegally imprison other people, when psychiatric patients were being fitted up and sent to high security hospitals, whilst the London medical schools busied themselves with research fraud, whilst St George’s Hospital Medical School employed a key player in a pan-European paedophile ring as their Professor of Paediatrics – you get the picture. I have detailed the crimes often enough by now.

Stowe’s obituaries make for interesting reading. His Guardian obituary – written by Dennis Kavanagh the political analyst and Emeritus Professor of Politics at the University of Liverpool – stated that Stowe was ‘motivated by a commitment to public service’ and that there was an ‘acute sense of crisis in the British Gov’t in the 70s; at various times administrations seemed barely able to cope and some lost their heads’. Which was barely surprising really. However old Stowe was never in a flap. No of course he wasn’t – he had so much dirt on absolutely everyone that he could control the whole lot of them. Stowe had worked in social security and health for years, he knew exactly what was happening to the great British public at the hands of those who care and then he went to work in the Cabinet Office with the politicians who would do just about anything to keep the gory reality quiet.

We are told in one of Stowe’s obituaries that Stowe was ‘one of the first to identify the problems of the NHS’ – the problems included the power of the medical profession, the drug companies running rings around the NHS regarding the pricing of their drugs and the expensive generous early retirement NHS scheme which was costing the Gov’t a packet and which resulted in the beneficiaries of early retirement returning to their former jobs to double their money. Did Stowe actually remedy any of these things? No. They’re still happening today. Stowe could have stopped it virtually overnight. The arrests of Dafydd, Tony Francis, Robert Blugass, Chris Hunter and the rest of them as well as their accessories would have put the Gov’t in the driving seat of the NHS and the abuses would have come to an end. But because there were politicians and civil servants abusing some of the kids who were being trafficked for sex, Stowe the loyal public servant put himself and his colleagues first. They all remained in clover, as did the Top Doctors – the kids in care and the patients were shafted.

My suspicions about the methods that Stowe, King of the DHSS, used to wield power were confirmed when I read that Stowe was the ‘master of disclosure and discretion’. Translate as ‘blackmail and bribery’.

What is recorded as Stowe’s greatest triumph during his time as Permanent Secretary at the DHSS? It was the HIV/AIDS public education campaign of course – the success of which was attributed to Stowe and Norman Fowler. It is recorded that Stowe, with the Cabinet Secretary Robert Armstrong, arranged for Willie Whitelaw to Chair a special committee therefore spurring on the AIDS/HIV campaign. I explained in my post ‘Professor Prestigious And His Associates’ how the dreadful Sir Donald Acheson, Chief Medical Officer, had to spell out in words of one syllable to the Cabinet that their colleagues who were having sex with rent boys were now very much at risk from an infection for which there was no treatment and would kill them. That was the reason why this mad, hypocritical Gov’t which was virulently homophobic but made allowances for Peter Morrison and many others supported a public education that initially appalled them.

Stowe kept busy after he retired. He Chaired the Carnegie UK Trust’s Inquiry into the Third Age, 1989-93; he served on a commission set up by Mandela to establish a civil service in Africa; he Chaired the Thrombosis Research Institute; was Director of the Chase Children’s Hospice; and in 1997 when Blair was elected, Stowe Chaired the Working Group from the voluntary and community sector on the compact with Gov’t and the Treasury Group on funding the voluntary sector.

Sir Kenneth was also Chair of the Institute for Cancer Research at the Royal Marsden, 1987-97.

There is an Angel who has done very well indeed out of the Institute for Cancer Research. That is  Professor Dame Jessica Corner. Dame Jessica was the Institute’s first nursing academic, the first nurse appointed to a Chair at the Institute! Dame Jess  is currently PVC for Research and Knowledge Exchange at Nottingham University.

So what path did the Dame take to reach these heights? She began life as an Angel in London, worked at the Royal Marsden, then in 1990 either began or received a PhD at/from Kings College, London. The Dame spent many wonderful years at Southampton University. That’s the Southampton University that contained so many of the paedophiles’ friends in senior positions and at which I and someone from Aberystwyth University had such a bizarre experience with in the late 1980s (see post ‘Professor Prestigious And His Associates’).  In 2005 the Dame was seconded to Macmillan Cancer Support and in 2008 she returned to Southampton. Between 2010-15 the Dame was Dean of the Faculty of Health Sciences at Southampton. The Dame is described as a ‘world leading expert in cancer and palliative care’. The UK has some of the worst outcomes in Europe for cancer and UK palliative care is dreadful. The Dame is an advisor to Macmillan Cancer Support and to the NHS. In 2012 the Dame was a member of the PM’s Nursing and Care Quality Forum; she is a member of the Dept of Health’s Cancer Reform Strategy for England and Chairs the Patient Experience Working Group.

I wonder of readers might have noticed the Dame’s surname – Corner. Er – remember Douglas Hurd’s famous grandfather Edred Moss Corner, the surgeon? And the plum jobs that all members of Hurd’s extended  family seem to bag for themselves? Could the Dame possibly be one of the clan? I bet that she is – cancer research is ridden with research fraud, malpractice, nepotism and huge professional snobbery from the Top Docs towards the Angels. Angels don’t become Professors at the Royal Marsden or Dames for being excellent Angels or outstanding cancer researchers – but they’d have a bloody good chance if they were relatives of Douglas Hurd who had sat in the Home Office whilst they were still Angels and concealed a mountain of crap. Particularly as one of the offenders – David Lidington – was also rising to high office. He was Minister of State for Europe in 2014 when the Angel became a Dame.

Whilst we are on the subject of Family Fortunes, I note that the flattering obituary of the git that was Kenneth Stowe was written by a man called Kavanagh. Edred Moss Corner’s son the botanist Edred Henry Corner married a Sheila Kavanagh. I have no idea if there is a connection, but we’re not talking meritocracy here, nepotism is the order of the day. The Top Doctor  Edred Moss Corner divorced his first wife in the early 1950s yet retained custody of the children, although he was in poor health and too busy to look after them, a la Dafydd. It’s the Top Doctors up to no good again… Edred Moss then married his children’s nanny. Edred’s son the botanist Edred Henry seemed to have carried on the family tradition of being dysfunctional – Edred completely rejected his own son John K. Corner when John was 19 years old. John never saw his father again but later wrote a book about him.

So John Hunt the Cabinet Secretary who suggested that Wilson appoint Kenneth Stowe as his Principal Private Secretary played a blinder. But then John Hunt would. John Hunt was one of the most powerful Cabinet Secretaries that there has been – he was described as ‘an imperialist who relished expanding the power of his remit’ with ‘an uncanny mastery of procedure and ability to steer meetings to the conclusion he wished’.

Hunt served as Cabinet Secretary under Heath, Wilson, Callaghan and Thatcher. He went to Downside School and then to Magdalene College, Cambridge. Hunt served in the Navy during the war – just like Jim Callaghan did. He joined the Cabinet Office in 1972 as the Deputy to Burke Trend and succeeded Trend in 1973 and spent six and a half years as Cabinet Secretary before retiring. Guess what? Even John Hunt failed to stop the Lavender List, although he was described as being ‘particularly close to Wilson’.

Hunt ended up in the Lords where he was very active. He Chaired the European Communities Committee of the Lords and in 1994 was instrumental in producing a report on fraud in the EU, which he estimated cost £5 billion pa. He was highly critical of the Council of Ministers for not stopping it.

John Hunt came from Minehead – so he will have known all about Jeremy Thorpe (see post ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’). Thorpe was something to be negotiated with in the Lib Lab pact – as I’m sure were Cyril Smith, Greville Janner, George Thomas and a few other people. Hunt was a Roman Catholic – the only Cabinet Secretary to have been a Catholic. After Hunt’s first wife died he remarried – in 1973. He married Madeleine Charles – the widowed sister of Cardinal Basil Hume, to whom it is said, Hunt became a ‘discreet and valued counsellor’.

Early on in his career Hunt was given the advice by a senior civil servant to ‘go for a position in the pivotal centre of the Gov’t machine’. Hunt was such a wily operator that when he took a few days off work in the mid-70s, Harold Wilson joked that Hunt was probably arranging for Basil Hume to become the next Archbishop of Westminster. Guess who became the next Archbishop of Westminster?

John Hunt picked up his peerage in 1980. Just after Thorpe was found not guilty of attempting to murder Norman Scott.

 

In terms of the corruption that existed at the Home Office throughout all the years that the above account spans, the presence of one civil servant alone suggests that there was a massive, long-standing problem – Bing Spear, who was employed by the Home Office Drugs Branch. Bing Spear was employed as a Drugs Inspector in the Home Office from 1952 until he retired in 1986. For decades he held very senior roles at the Home Office and he was Chief Inspector of the Drugs Branch. Any reading of Spear’s conduct both in and outside of his work leads to the conclusion that he was almost certainly corrupt, involved with the supplying of Class A drugs and was probably an addict himself. Bing Spear was notorious – his behaviour stood out a mile. There is no chance that all these mandarins did not know what Bing Spear was doing. For more details of Spear and the corrupt Top Doctors that he protected, see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’.

 

Other papers released from the National Archives the other day include papers relating to the radioactive gas cloud from Chernobyl that passed over Wales in April 1986. There was chaos because most of the Cabinet were on holiday or overseas. The Environment Secretary at the time was William Waldegrave – after this sterling performance Waldegrave was later given the job as Health Secretary. In which post he showed exactly the same level of contempt for Wales.

Papers released from the National Archives also show that Andrew Turnbull had written a memo with advice to the Kinnocks – it was widely believed that Labour would win the General Election in 1992. The advice included telling the Kinnocks that they would need to spend more on clothes. Well they’ve ended up living like kings anyway, I’m sure that the First Family of Troughing spend quite enough on clothes. I’m not sure how the Tories did win in 1992 – there will no doubt have been the most appalling catalogue of dirty tricks used and events in north Wales will have played a major part because reports of the paedophile gang had begun appearing in the London-based media. Kinnock and co knew about the paedophile ring in north Wales and Peter Morrison but they said not a word. I suspect because they’d all been keeping quiet about George Thomas down in Cardiff…

One document that was released from the archives was a letter that Paddy Hill, one of the Birmingham Six, had written in September 1987 to Senator Mooney in Ireland. Paddy had made the observation that ‘the British system don’t know how to spell the word JUSTICE never mind dispensing it’. At the time that Paddy was writing that letter, I had narrowly escaped being imprisoned for attempting to stab that doctor in Ysbyty Gwynedd. The plot went as high as the Home Office.

Radio 4 broadcast a programme yesterday in which they discussed the 1992 papers that had been released. This blog’s old favourites were interviewed, including Charlie Falconer. Falconer banged on about how in 1992 he was still working as a barrister and there was a crisis of confidence in British justice after so many people had to be released on appeal after spending years in prison for crimes that they had not committed. That’s right Charlie – and as far as concealing the abuses and miscarriages of justice associated with the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal was concerned you and Blair continued the process that caused such bad PR for the Tories. But you wrapped it up in the discourse of ‘human rights’, ‘service user involvement’ and ‘supporting the NHS’.

Interesting though the latest releases from the National Archives are, the National Archives have a habit of retaining the best stuff until we’re definitely all dead. Papers relating to the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and even the Mental Health Act Commission are closed for decades to come as are the papers on the Birmingham Six. Whilst reading about Ashworth Hospital for my post ‘Security, Security’ I found that huge quantities of papers relating to the Ashworth Inquiries – including the interviews with the Top Docs – are closed for the best part of the next 100 years.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Is The Party Over Yet?

On 11 June 1986 Olivia Channon, the daughter of Paul Channon, Thatcher’s Secretary of State for Trade and Industry, was found dead in the rooms of Count Gottfried von Bismarck at Christ Church College, Oxford University. von Bismarck had thrown a post-exams drugs and drink binge the night before for his friends – Olivia had passed out unconscious on von Bismarck’s bed at approx 2-30 am. Her body was found five hours later, in a pool of her own vomit – close to Olivia’s body was a spoon and silver foil with traces of heroin on it. Some of the first newspaper reports about Olivia’s death stated that preliminary forensic tests had shown that she had died from a cardiac arrest after taking huge quantities of champagne, vodka and heroin, other reports stated that a preliminary post-mortem revealed that she had choked on her own vomit. The circumstances of Olivia’s death did not become any clearer over the following weeks or indeed months.

The other revellers – there were eight people at the party – all stated that they had left Olivia alone, crashed out on von Bismark’s bed, in the early hours whilst they went to other events. The police arrested and charged some of those at the party. Olivia’s friend Rosie Johnston- whom she had known from childhood – was charged with supplying Olivia with heroin. Rosie had purchased the drugs in London for Olivia. Rosie and Olivia shared a house in Oxford – Olivia owned the house, she was a member of the Guinness family and was in receipt of a generous trust fund. Unlike everyone else involved, Rosie wasn’t a student at Oxford University. She had actually been studying for a degree with London University, but had transferred to Manchester College – which was part of London University but located in Oxford – because she wanted to be near to her friends. Nicholas Vincent, who discovered Olivia’s body, was charged with the possession of amphetamines. Gottfried von Bismark was charged with possession. Paul Dunstan an ‘unemployed musician’ was charged with supplying heroin. Rosie’s boyfriend – Olivia’s cousin – Sebastian Guinness was charged with possession of cocaine.

After Olivia’s body was found the police began an investigation into the route by which drugs were being trafficked from London to serve the Oxford University market and stated that they were interested in one particular unnamed dealer based in London.

At Olivia’s inquest Nicholas Vincent admitted that he’d lied to the police. He had initially denied that he had been asleep on the bed beside Olivia when she died, but told the inquest that he ‘could not cope with the fact of having slept with Olivia beside me all night’. Vincent was not a undergrad like Olivia and Rosie – he was a post-grad who was working as a part-time tutor and had been giving extra tuition to Olivia. Vincent maintained that he had warned Olivia about smoking heroin.

After Olivia’s death, Vincent left the UK, severed all ties with his contemporaries at Oxford and was last heard of years ago teaching English in Gstaad in Switzerland.

Someone else left the UK after Olivia’s death as well – von Bismarck, although he claimed that he didn’t know that Olivia was using heroin. Gottfried left Oxford within hours – he was ‘recalled’ to the family seat in Germany by his father Prince Ferdinand and rapidly checked into a private clinic to be treated for alcoholism. Gottfried’s departure was so rapid that a family servant was dispatched to Oxford to pay his pub, restaurant and tailors bills. Gottfried subsequently completed his studies in Germany, although he did return to the UK, both to appear at Oxford Magistrates Court and some years later, to live and work. At Oxford Magistrates Court von Bismark was fined the grand total of £80 for the possession of cocaine. Gottfried will not have made a case to the magistrates of being on a low income. His great-great-grandfather was Prince Otto von Bismarck, the Prussian ‘Iron Chancellor’, his father was Prince Ferdinand von Bismarck and the family seat is a castle. The family also owns a good deal more than their castle. Gottfried’s younger sister Vanessa later became a PR agent in the US and his older brother Carl-Eduard became an MP in the German Bundestag.

Gottfried was defended by Robin Grey QC when he appeared before the Oxford Magistrates for the possession of drugs. Grey stated that Olivia’s death was ‘going to be a shadow’ over von Bismark’s head ‘probably for the rest of his life’.

Sebastian Guinness and Paul Dunstan were sentenced in Dec 1986 by Sir Philip Otton. Guinness was imprisoned for four months and Paul Dunstan was imprisoned for four years for supplying heroin to Olivia. Otton commented at the trial that rich privileged people cannot expect to receive lighter sentences and his sentencing would demonstrate this. Which is why the ‘unemployed musician’ received four years in jail and their heir to the Guinness fortune received four months. Whereas Count von Bismark got away with an £80 fine in the Magistrates Court. I haven’t come across many cases involving Sir Philip Otton – but I do know that he was the judge who rejected Mary Wynch’s first appeal. Otton was over-ruled by the Master of the Rolls (see post ‘ The Lawyers And Judges Involved In Mary Wynch’s Case’).

An additional twist to Olivia’s death emerged when three journalists found a three page torn up suicide note from Olivia addressed to Rosie in the dustbin of the house that the young women shared. There were references in the note to Olivia being depressed and distraught over her break up with a man to whom she referred as ‘Jeremy Hippy’. It transpired that Jeremy Hippy was Thomas Jeremy Barnes, a former Oxford student who ran a mobile disco in Verbier, Switzerland. After the existence of the suicide note became public, Paul Channon issued a statement through his lawyer maintaining that Olivia had written the note months ago, that she and Jeremy Hippy were reconciled and that he knew that she hadn’t committed suicide because if she had been planning to do that she would have contacted Channon to talk about her will. Obviously a warm and caring family the Channons. I can find no other references to Jeremy Hippy except in the context of the mention of his name in the suicide note, so presumably he kept a low profile in Switzerland with the mobile disco as he will not have needed to have been concerned with the writing of any will.

Rosie Johnston was dealt with rather more harshly than von Bismarck, but still didn’t suffer too much. She was sentenced to nine months imprisonment and served six months. She briefly saw the inside of Holloway but was then transferred to Bullwood Hall and East Sutton Park Open Prison. In 1989 Rosie wrote a prison memoir called ‘Inside Out’. Because by that time I had been subject to a number of attempts by the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales to frame me for serious offences, I took quite a big interest in matters concerning criminal justice and I read Rosie’s book. Rosie was quite laid back about prison – she noted that Holloway held a lot of seriously mentally ill women who spent their days injuring themselves and frequently succeeded in killing themselves despite being on the euphemistically named ‘hospital wing’. The hospital wing in Holloway was of course known as the muppet house because even the other prisoners noticed that the prisoners on that wing really were in a bad way and should not have been in a prison. Rosie wrote about hearing the muppets screaming in distress 24 hours a day and she also noticed how many women in Holloway were serving sentences for drugs offences, including overseas citizens who had been coerced into working as drug mules by pimps or gangsters and were serving very long sentences for importing drugs. Rosie described Bullwood Hall as being like a particularly awful girl’s boarding school, but because she had been to such an establishment herself she didn’t find it too unbearable.

Rosie mentioned in her book that she arrived at Holloway wearing no knickers because she forgot to put them on and that the other prisoners were puzzled as to why someone as posh as Rosie was so unkempt, or in their words ‘dirty’. Now as someone who has had to prepare myself for a possible prison sentence on a few occasions as a stream of Angels and Top Doctors have perjured themselves, I can testify that it is most unlikely that one would forget one’s undies in those circumstances. If you know that you may well be banged up for God knows how long with no opportunities to get your hands on the essentials, things like toothbrushes, undies etc do spring to mind. Unless of course you are someone with one hell of a drug problem and are barely compus mentis in court, although there was no suggestion of that in any media reports.

Rosie Johnston’s mother is a member of the publishing family the Chancellors. At the time of Olivia’s death Rosie’s uncle Alexander Chancellor was Deputy Editor of The Sunday Telegraph and had just spent several years as Editor of The Spectator. Both publications were very supportive of Thatcher’s Gov’t.

When her book was published Rosie Johnston indicated that she wanted to work in prison reform, but I note that did not happen.

Someone else’s name cropped up in connection with Olivia’s death who supported Paul Channon’s claims that Olivia didn’t kill herself – Viscount Charles Althorp aka Champagne Charlie, the Princess of Wales’s brother. Champagne Charlie maintained that he had phoned Olivia hours before her death and she was fine and happy.

In the wake of Olivia’s death there was many acres of newsprint dedicated to the hedonistic lifestyle being pursued by some Oxford students. One article I remember reading in I think the New Statesman had been written by a young journo who had mates at Oxford. This journo had been reassured that although a great deal of drinking and drug taking was happening, one just had to ensure that one’s mates put one’s body in the appropriate position to prevent one choking on one’s vomit if one passed out. A medical student called Hilary was good enough to tell the New Statesman exactly what needed to be done in order to avoid death when rat arsed. Some press articles were rude enough to suggest that Oxford was stuffed full of rich drug taking wasters from dysfunctional families who had bagged their places through their connections rather than their ability.

Gottfried at least was certainly a very rich man with a hectic lifestyle. He drank very heavily throughout the night and kept himself awake during the day by using amphetamines. He was a member of the Piers Gaveston Society, which had originally been established as a gays only club. Members had an interest in rubber and whips and were required to camp it up. Gottfried took his membership seriously – he regularly appeared in fishnet stockings or lederhosen and lipstick. Although von Bismarck was a member of the Bullingdon Club as well and spent many happy hours smashing up restaurants, he found life in Oxford somewhat dull and spent much time in London doing some rather more serious partying. Gottfried did host some memorable bashes in Oxford though. At one Bavarian themed party he hung two severed pigs heads over the tables to enable the pigs blood to drip onto the food. Sebastian Shakespeare – who is now a journalist – was a good mate of Gottfried’s and was in attendance on that occasion.

Other friends of von Bismarck’s included Champagne Charlie, Lady Antonia Fraser’s son Damien and Princess Charlotte of Luxembourg. Fellow members of the Bullingdon Club included Darius Guppy – who was also in the Piers Gaveston Society. Guppy was best man at Champagne Charlie’s first wedding and Champagne Charlie was best man at Guppy’s nuptials.

Darius Guppy is of course best known for a 1993 insurance fraud which involved him and his business partner Benedict Marsh faking a jewellry robbery and then claiming £1.8 million from the insurers. In Feb 1993 Guppy was sentenced to five years imprisonment for conspiracy involving fraud, robbery and false accounting. In 1993 Guppy also pleaded guilty to three separate charges concerning illegal VAT claims on gold bullion smuggled into India between Oct 1989-July 1990. Since his conviction Guppy has written some bizarre pompous articles explaining how trying to swindle £1.8 million out of someone else was his revenge on Lloyds of London for their alleged wrongdoing in relation to his family. His mates like Boris Johnson – who was at Eton and then Oxford with Guppy and was a fellow member of the Bullingdon Club – have banged on about Guppy being a man of such honour that he had to demand satisfaction. Do you know Boris, a lot of people have done some very nasty things to me, but I’ve never staged an armed robbery in order to extract nearly two million quid out of them. I’ve ended up writing this blog instead.

Guppy obviously felt that he could rely on Boris to defend his corner because in 1990 when Boris was working as a journalist on the Daily Telegraph, Boris received a phone call asking him if he could provide the home address of News of the World journalist Stuart Collier, who was investigating Guppy – Guppy wanted to have Collier beaten up. A tape of the conversation was leaked to the press in 1995.

Another person who was in the Bullingdon Club with this lot was someone called David Cameron. This bunch of indulged dickwits really were the heirs to Thatcher. Before the unfortunate business of Olivia Channon, the Daily Mail and similar outlets used to constantly run features on Champagne Charlie et al drooling over how grand and important their parents were. I remember reading one article about ‘the Cabinet Ministers beautiful daughters’ – one of the beautiful daughters, Mary Parkinson, fruit of Cecil’s loins, had rather let the side down by getting involved in drugs and prostitution – the principal star of this feature was one Annabel Heseltine, who I think was at Durham rather than Oxford. Anyway Annabel’s mates were interviewed explaining that ‘she was always falling out of her clothes’ – a bit like Cecil then – and getting plastered on champers. Many years later, but I think before Cameron became PM, old father Heseltine was waxing lyrical in a broadsheet about the fine new generation of Tories that had been bred when he revealed that he had tripped over David Cameron in a heap of bodies after Annabel had held a piss up. And do you know, Heseltine was most impwessed when he actually spoke to Dave and he wealised that he was looking at a future Pwime Minister.

Dave – can you ask your mates how Olivia died? Furthermore, what with your mother sitting on the Oxford Magistrates bench, can you perhaps explain how the fuck Count von Bismarck got away with an £80 fine when a corpse full of heroin was discovered in his room? I heard you on the radio that time when you became over excited and starting shouting about how what pumps you up is people taking a chance and ‘doing the right thing’. Loading your mates up with Class A drugs, fleeing when they die and telling a pack of lies to the police isn’t really doing the right thing is it Dave? Perhaps you could include a chapter about it all in the memoirs that you’re writing in your shepherd’s hut.

Although Robin Grey QC had explained to the Oxford Magistrates – perhaps even to Dave’s mum herself – how Olivia’s death would be forever with von Bismarck, it didn’t hold the Count back for long. After completing his studies in Germany, von Bismarck spent some time in Los Angeles and then worked as an executive for Kevin Maxwell’s company Telemonde. von Bismarck’s role was to raise capital from the stockmarket – unfortunately Telemonde collapsed in 2002 with debts of £105 million. von Bismarck then spent some time working in London promoting holidays in Uzbekistan. von Bismarck was promoting the delights of the Uzbek regime to tourists just after Jack Straw, in his capacity as Home Secretary, had ordered the withdrawal and interrogation of the UK ambassador to Uzbekistan, Craig Murray. What had Craig Murray done to upset Jack Straw? Murray had raised concerns over human rights abuses in Uzbekistan – human rights abuses which included boiling people alive. After advertising the delights of Uzbekistan, von Bismarck co-founded AIM Partners, a London-based investment firm.

In August 2006 someone else died at a party hosted by von Bismarck – Anthony Casey fell 60 feet from the roof terrace of von Bismarck’s Chelsea flat and died of multiple injuries. von Bismarck was not arrested and the police did not find any drugs at the flat. The police might not have found any drugs in the flat but there were a lot of drugs in Mr Casey. The subsequent coroners report stated that there was no alcohol in Mr Casey’s blood but a significant amount of cocaine. The coroner told the Guardian that a great deal of ‘sexual paraphernalia’ had been discovered in the flat, including a variety of sex toys, lubricants and a butane gas cannister. There was also a box containing dozens of syringes. The coroner explained that there had been a ‘gay orgy’ taking place in the flat in the early hours of the morning, but all the action was between ‘consenting males in private’. As with Olivia’s death, there were a few things that weren’t ever explained – such as how Mr Casey ended up on the roof, let alone falling off it. There was a suggestion that he was ‘feeling unwell’ at the orgy so von Bismarck gave him the keys to the roof terrace.

von Bismarck left the UK after this death as well.

So who was the coroner who asked so few questions about an orgy which resulted in someone’s death, someone who was full of drugs himself but had taken part in an orgy in a flat in which no drugs had been found, although plenty of syringes with which to take drugs were present? It was none other than this blog’s friend Dr Paul Knapman, who was the coroner for Westminster and until he retired in 2011 could be relied upon to provide unbelievable explanations about the most suspicious or socially embarrassing deaths. Knapman – who is an alumnus of St George’s Hospital Medical School – conducted the inquests of Lord Lucan’s nanny Sandra Rivett, of Georgi Markov, of Roberto Calvi and of Mark Saunders the barrister shot dead by the police. Knapman was involved with the inquests of Diana and Dodi. He also handled the Marchioness Disaster and the Clapham Rail Disaster. For more details on Knapman see post ‘A Future Leader Of The Labour Party’.

In March 2007 the Daily Mail ran an article in which it claimed that Rosie Johnston was speaking ‘for the first time’ since Olivia’s death. Rosie did quite a bit of speaking in her book nearly 20 years previously, but I think that the Mail were trying to flag up that now Rosie was speaking about Olivia’s death, something that she had been rather reluctant to do before – but then none of the people who hadn’t been at the flat when Olivia died and who didn’t know that she was taking heroin, even Nicholas Vincent who had been lying next to her on the bed whilst she took heroin and then died, had been prepared to speak about Olivia’s death. Rosie stated that she hadn’t spoken about Olivia’s death ‘simply out of respect for her family’ – previously Rosie had said that she doesn’t ‘discuss the events of that night or what led up to it because it’s just not my place to’. No, Rosie’s place was to supply the drugs and then tell the police that she wasn’t on the scene when Olivia died.

The Mail explained that after Rosie came out of prison she ‘worked in a Bed and Breakfast in Devon’. Another source tells us that Rosie owned that Bed and Breakfast. Rosie realised that her life was on the up again when she landed a job as company manager for an opera festival in Italy. She ‘started off cleaning loos and organising washing-up rotas, then I moved into directing’. Rosie found herself directing successful opera productions in Oxford, Holland Park and in Hong Kong. As you do when you’ve been employed to clean the bogs.

In 1994 Rosie married, moved to New York and then lived in New Mexico – she had her own radio show and raised money for charidee. In 2002 tragedy hit Rosie – her husband died of heart failure at the age of 40. Which is quite unusual – unless the person concerned has put themselves at risk by ooh, let’s say amphetamine use… After her husband died, Rosie realised that she was an alcoholic, so she checked into an establishment called Cottonwood in Arizona, whose previous guests have included Ronnie Wood, Kate Moss and Daniella Westbrook. Rosie now realises that she has ‘an allergy’ to alcohol because every time she drank she used to end up in trouble. That particular allergy used to be known as ‘being drunk and disorderly’.

Rosie told the Mail that Bullwood Hall prison was Hell – ‘the atmosphere…was so tense and violent that towards the end of my time there I didn’t go out of my cell’. Now that is not what she said in her book – and I’m fairly certain that in her book Rosie described Bullwood Hall as having dormitories not cells.

Fortunately the Daily Mail was able to give us the good news that Rosie has now been In Rehab and had ‘finally confronted what happened’ re Olivia in therapy sessions. So as well as those people who fled the country, there’s a therapist somewhere who knows how Olivia died…Rosie told the Mail that she thought it was extraordinary that newspapers printed articles about her being on the fringes of high society and she stressed that they didn’t all take heroin – in fact Rosie and her friends just went to wine bars, they couldn’t afford anything else. Not on their trust funds.

Rosie went to school with Lady Helen Taylor, the daughter of the Duke and Duchess of Kent. Olivia was at the same school, the Channons and the Kents were two families who were very close. Lady Helen Taylor experienced her own sad loss four years after Olivia’s death – her friend Henry Tennant died from AIDS at the age of 29. Before Henry died, he let on that he remembered Olivia smoking heroin at the family home in Cheyne Walk, Chelsea. Olivia might well have smoked heroin at the family’s other homes as well – they also owned a country mansion in Essex and two villas in Mustique, so there was quite a bit of choice as to where she smoked her heroin . Henry was the son of Colin Tennant, Lord Glenconner, who was a mate of Princess Margaret. The Channons were also mates of Princess Margaret. The Tennants, the Channons, Princess Margaret and Roddy Llewleyn used to have a great time on Mustique at Colin Tennant’s parties, along with David Bowie and Mick Jagger. Those parties may well have been spiced up by supplies from Dr Ann and Peter Dally, Royal physicians and dealers to the stars (please see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’). Lady Helen Taylor observed that it was sad when so many of your friends and colleagues had died from AIDS. Henry’s older brother Charles died before his time as well – Charles was a heroin addict who succumbed to hepatitis. Charles Tennant hit the headlines years ago when he flogged a photo of Princess Margaret at a party in fancy dress to raise money for drugs.

Having been in rehab, Rosie had now found gainful employment, although it was only bringing in about £800/month – in 2007 – so she was a bit miffed about that. Rosie was running workshops about the dangers of drugs and alcohol for schools and prisons. She was working with an organisation called Re-Cover, a free service to find people rehab places. It’s just as well that I don’t need one because I don’t think that I could afford Rosie’s free service – she explained to the Mail that rehab isn’t as expensive as people think, she could find a place for someone in South Africa providing three months of ‘care’ for £4k.

As part of her service Rosie doesn’t advise people not to take drugs because she says that they’re going to do that anyway, she gives info about the effects of drugs and tries to explain how the law works. Presumably Rosie’s advice includes the best way to get yourself off manslaughter charges when when one of your customers dies. As part of her work with Re-Cover Rosie was undertaking a course in drug and alcohol counselling.

If Rosie fancies slumming it in north Wales rather than in south west London, I’m sure that CAIS would be delighted to have her as a peer guide, she’s just what Dafydd and Lucille are looking for.

Rosie was running some of her workshops with a company called Richardson Calder. I can find no trace of Re-Cover or Richardson Calder on the web, but I suspect that Rosie’s aspirations to educate the UK on the matter of drugs and alcohol may have hit a problem. The fall-out from Anthony Casey’s death must have presented quite a hill to climb, but a few weeks after the Mail published their article about Rosie and her drug awareness work, Rosie’s old mate von Bismarck found himself headline news again.

von Bismarck was found dead on 2 July 2007, in his almost empty flat in Chelsea, which by then was in the process of being sold for approx £5 million. von Bismarck was 44 years old. Sebastien Lucas, the pathologist who carried out the post-mortem, stated that von Bismarck had injected cocaine on an hourly basis during the day before his death and that his body contained the highest level of cocaine that Lucas had ever encountered, as well as morphine. von Bismarck had liver damage, hepatitis B and C, as well as HIV. The cause of death was given as a heroin overdose.

 

As well as inheriting a great deal of money, Paul Channon inherited a seat in the Commons. He was MP for Southend West, 1959-97, until he received a peerage. His father Sir Henry ‘Chips’ Channon had held the seat before him and before Chips, Chips’s mother-in-law Gwendolen Guinness, Countess of Iveagh was the sitting MP. Gwendoline succeeded the seat after her husband Rupert Guinness, who had been the MP, had to stand down when he became the 2nd Earl of Iveagh. It was such a given that a member of the Guinness dynasty would hold the seat that when Chips pegged out, Paul Channon put himself forward for the nomination although he was only 23 years old and was still an undergrad at Oxford. Paul won the nomination despite 129 other applications and in the face of a campaign run by Lord Beaverbrook in the Daily Express who was outraged at such nepotism. After Channon was selected as the candidate his grandmother Lady Iveagh congratulated the voters on ‘backing a colt when you knew the stable he was trained in’.

I’m not sure that I’d have chosen a colt from that particular breeder. Chips Channon is remembered as a ‘diarist’ – whilst Chips’s diaries are famous, his nearest and dearest censored them before publication and never dared reveal what was in the unpublished bits. Although Chips did marry and produce a foal, as well as enjoying alcohol laced with drugs Chips also enjoyed many gay relationships. One of his partners was the playwright Terence Rattigan and Paul Channon’s mother, Lady Honour Guinness, left Chips because of his relationship with a male landscape designer. Biographies of Channon rather unfairly make reference to his mother ‘running away with a Czech airman’ without explaining why a Czech airman was a preferable option to Chips. There was much speculation that Chips also had a relationship with his closest friend Prince Paul of Yugoslavia – whom it is believed that he named his son after – and with the Duke of Kent.

Paul Channon mixed with high society from birth. When he was a baby his nanny used to take him for a walk in the park in his pram with her friend, the nanny of the Duke of Kent and her charge, the future Duke of Kent. Channon remained a lifelong friend of the Duke of Kent.

Chips was friends with Edward VIII and Mrs Simpson and Edward gave Channon a toy panda in the run up to the abdication. During WWII Channon was evacuated to the home of the Astors in New York where he became acquainted with their neighbour President Roosevelt.

Channon went to Eton and for his national service joined the Royal Horse Guards, with whom he served in Cyprus. Among his duties there was escorting Prince Philip’s nieces. Channon then went to Christ Church, Oxford where he was President of the Oxford University Conservative Association. Channon left university to take up his seat in Parliament. He served under five Tory leaders – Macmillan, Douglas Home, Heath, Thatcher and Major. He was PPS to R.A. Butler, 1961-64, whilst Butler was Home Secretary, First Secretary of State and Foreign Secretary. Chips had also been Butler’s PPS – Channon was really chuffed that not only had he inherited the dosh, the family mansion, the Parliamentary seat, but he’d even inherited the job of Butler’s PPS. He commented that it was ‘his life’s dream’.

Channon was a Heathite and in 1967 Heath appointed him spokesman for the Arts. Channon occupied junior Ministerial roles between 1970-74, including Minister of State for N Ireland for six months in 1972. This was whilst Willie Whitelaw was Secretary of State for N Ireland and on 7 July 1972, Channon and Willie met IRA leader Sean Mac Stiofain and other Republicans at Channon’s house in Cheyne Walk. (I know that Thatcher kept maintaining that the Tories didn’t talk to terrorists and that only Jeremy Corbyn and John McDonnell met IRA leaders, but she was lying.) The talks with the IRA weren’t much of a success – two weeks later the IRA bombed Belfast on Bloody Friday.

Whilst he was a junior Minister at the Department of the Environment Channon installed a tiger skin sofa in his office.

In Feb 1974 Channon joined Heath’s Shadow Cabinet but Thatcher kicked him out again when she became leader of the Tory Party in Feb 1975. Thatch was alleged to have seriously disliked Channon and told Reginald Maudling that ‘there will be no room in my government for that millionaire’. She ended up having to break that particular vow.

In 1979 Channon was appointed Deputy Head of the Civil Service Department – he became Head in 1980 when his boss Lord Soames took up the post of Governor of Rhodesia. Channon was made a member of the Privy Council in 1980 as well.

In 1981 Channon was appointed Minister for the Arts, succeeding Norman St John Stevas. Channon took the call from No 10 offering him the job at one of his villas on Mustique. Channon really loved opera, so he managed to increase the spending on opera whilst he was Arts Minister. After the General Election of 1983 he was appointed Minister for Trade – Cecil Parkinson’s resignation after Sara Keays conveniently announced her pregnancy in the middle of the Tory Party conference resulting in maximum embarrassment for the Tories resulted in that millionaire becoming acting Secretary of State. Tebbit was appointed Secretary of State over Channon’s head, but then Tebbit had to step aside as a result of needing surgery, so that millionaire became acting Secretary of State again. On 24 Jan 1986 that millionaire became the President of the Board of Trade and Secretary of State for Trade and Industry after yet another resignation – this time of Leon Brittan, over the Westland affair. Which was certainly ironic because Leon Brittan only resigned over that to save Thatcher’s skin after she’d misled the Cabinet and no-one wanted to give Heseltine ammunition.

While Channon was at the DTI the scandal involving Guinness’s take-over of Distillers blew up. Guinness had been involved in fraudulent practice by inflating the worth of their shares and an investigation was undertaken by the DTI. Obviously Channon, being a man of integrity, could not be part of that investigation, it would have been a conflict of interest. So Michael Howard led the investigation. The Michael Howard who less than ten years later completely screwed Mary Wynch over, leaving her ruined after she had dared win a legal case against Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, Clwyd Health Authority and the Home Office, after she had been unlawfully arrested, imprisoned and fleeced of her inheritance by Dafydd.

Paul Channon was a Director of Guinness so he will have known something about the fraudulent practices which Howard investigated.

Other diplomatic incidents whilst Channon was at the DTI were the proposals by the Gov’t that British Leyland should be sold to General Motors and that Austin Rover should be sold to Ford. Channon stopped both sales on the grounds that it would be political suicide for the Tories if they went ahead. However, whilst Channon was in post Leyland Trucks were merged with DAF Holland.

Channon was involved in the arms to Iraq scandal whilst he was at the DTI. Why some years later were Blair et al so certain that Saddam was in possession of WMD? Because Channon and Alan Clarke ensured that he was sold the components that were needed to build them.

On 13 June 1987 Channon became Secretary of State for Transport. Whilst he was in that position: the Zeebrugge Ferry tragedy occurred; the Kings Cross Fire happened which resulted in 31 deaths; there were 35 deaths from the three train crash at Clapham Junction; 270 people were killed when a bomb exploded on the Pan Am Flight 103 over Lockerbie; 44 people were killed when the British Midland plane crashed onto the M1 at Kegworth.

The cause of the fire at King’s Cross was never identified but it was admitted that there were long-standing serious health and safety failures and a managerial vacuum. The British Government received a bomb warning just before Lockerbie but didn’t make the information public for some two weeks and Channon went on holiday to Mustique two days after the Lockerbie disaster anyway.

Thatch sacked Channon as Transport Secretary in July 1989. Paul Foot wrote an interesting account of what was thought to have led to Channon’s sacking in the London Review of Books in 1994. He stated that in mid-March 1989, three months after Lockerbie, George Bush rang Thatcher to warn her to ‘cool it’ on the subject. It seems that on the same day, possibly a few hours before Bush’s call, Channon was a guest of five prominent political correspondents at the Garrick. It was agreed that anything said over lunch would be kept between them and not made public. Channon announced that Dumfries and Galloway police had conducted a major investigation into Lockerbie, had found those responsible and that arrests were imminent. At least one journo broke ranks and made the info public. Channon subsequently denied being the source of the leak. The Mirror called him a liar on its front page. Channon did not sue or complain. A few months later he was quietly sacked – and was replaced by the rehabilitated Cecil Parkinson. It was felt that Thatcher couldn’t publicly blame Channon for the leak because the main problem with it was that it coincided with her instructions from Washington.

Days after Parkinson took over at Transport he had the Marchioness Disaster to deal with.

Channon did not hold another Ministerial post. He wanted to be Speaker – of course he did, three previous members of his family had been Speaker, but he didn’t pull that one off.

After he returned to the backbenches, the man whose family business had been investigated for fraud Chaired the Commons Finance and Services Select Committee and for an encore someone let him Chair the Transport Select Committee. Probably because his ancestors had.

The Torygraph’s obituary of Channon observed that he had a ‘sense of fun’ and could speak backwards and used to ask his staff to speak in foreign accents. It must have been like an episode of ‘It Ain’t Half Racist Mum’ in the DTI. In fact Channon had such a sense of fun that he backed Thatcher in refusing to extend sanctions against South Africa. It was also observed that Olivia’s death had been particularly painful for him because it had happened at Christ Church, his old college – just to make it even worse, Chips went to Christ Church as well. Channon’s ‘love of old buildings’ had caused him in 1962 to promote legislation to ’empower’ local authorities to give grants for the upkeep of historic houses. Channon owned two such houses himself.

Channon was proud of his record on road building whilst at the Dept of Transport. He built new motorways and widened others. When he discovered that a new piece of motorway was planned to pass near to his country house in Essex, Channon and his wife Ingrid – another member of the Guinness family herself who had previously been married to Channon’s cousin Jonathan Guinness, there was a very small gene pool in that stable of which Channon’s granny was so proud – held a garden party to raise funds to campaign against the building of the motorway.

John Biffen’s obituary of Channon observed cryptically that ‘his ministerial duties were not particularly enjoyable, he bore them with good nature…great sadness struck him soon after leaving the Commons, such that he was unable to demonstrate his measured approach to politics as an active member of the Lords’. I don’t why Channon tolerated those ministerial duties, it wasn’t as if he needed the salary – in 1990 his share in Guinness alone was worth £184 million.

After finding out about Channon’s love of opera and how his daughter’s dealer found a new career for herself as an opera director, my ears pricked up this morning when I heard George Osborne being interviewed on Radio 4. George was talking about his love of opera. He explained that politicians are frightened to say that they like opera lest they are thought to be elitist, but he really loves it. Is he perhaps angling for business for Rosie? George mentioned that when he was at university the culture was very laddish and one had to state an interest in football. No George, you were at Oxford with Dave and the gang – no-one gave a bugger about football, that was for the oiks, it was huge quantities of Class A drugs that were in vogue with your friends.

George’s brother Adam likes Class A drugs. Adam was a Top Doctor – he trained with the best of course at Tommy’s. Not only was Adam Osborne a Top Doctor but he was a psychiatrist. So it was quite understandable that the GMC didn’t strike him off after he was caught breaching prescribing rules whilst prescribing drugs to a prostitute. Well the patient was a prostitute and Adam was a Top Doctor, he couldn’t possibly have been to blame for the misunderstanding. Some two or three years ago Adam was up in front of the GMC again. For threatening a patient with whom he had been having sex. I think illicit drugs were involved once more as well. Not only did Adam threaten the patient whom he had been shagging, but Adam’s wife – who was also a Top Doctor – threatened the patient as well. They both told her to keep quiet about Adam having sex with her. Whilst he was having sex with this patient, Adam told her how much he and his wife enjoy threesomes. The GMC did actually manage to strike Adam off after that. Although the last that I read they hadn’t taken any action against his wife. So if anyone wants to get their paws on controlled drugs, have a threesome with two Top Doctors and end up being threatened by them, the lady doctor Mrs Osborne is the one to book an appointment with.

The Daily Telegraph didn’t print a word about the activities of the Drs Osborne, although the Daily Mail went to town on it.

The Osbornes are obviously a very understanding bunch when it comes to Top Doctors abusing their positions. Whilst George was Chancellor, CAIS were given more than a million quid from the LIBOR fund after misrepresenting themselves and telling a load of porkies (see post ‘George Osborne Enters The Picture’).

In this morning’s radio interview, not only did George stress that he was still very good mates with Dave, the son of that very liberal Oxford Magistrate, but he hinted at a  political comeback. He mentioned that people are discussing who will succeed Theresa as PM – Theresa, he can smell blood…

 

 

 

The Crème de la Crème

It is clear that from the very inception of the NHS bad attitudes towards, as well as the neglect and even abuse of, certain groups of people were tolerated within the service, even by those who have been written into history as moving mountains in their efforts to establish the NHS as a result of their desire to see the poor and disadvantaged receive heath care. The politician who achieved hero status as a result of his work regarding the creation of the NHS was of course Nye Bevan, but there is someone else whose name is not well known outside medical and history circles whose reputation stands upon the towering achievement that is the NHS. That man is Sir George Godber.

Sir George Godber was a Top Doctor and civil servant who worked with both William Beveridge and Nye Bevan to establish the NHS and then was Chief Medical Officer, 1960-73. When Godber died in 2009 ‘The Guardians’ obituary described him as a ‘medical lay saint’. No-one seemed to have a bad word to say about Godber, absolutely no-one.

George Godber was born in 1908, went to Bedford Modern School and then read medicine at that educator of so many of the paedophiles’ friends, New College, Oxford (see post ‘A Study In Tyranny’). Godber trained at the London Hospital and London School of Hygiene, qualifying in 1933. We are told that it was Godber’s experience of working on a casualty ward in a municipal hospital in the London Docklands after qualifying where he encountered seriously ill people who were too poor to afford a doctor but too proud to ask for charity that convinced him that a state-funded health service was necessary.

Godber entered public health medicine as a route into the Ministry of Health. He worked as a county medical officer in Surrey and then joined the Ministry of Health as a medical officer in 1939. He was involved in providing health care services during WWII and organised maternity services in the suburbs for evacuees from inner cities. In 1942 with the publication of the Beveridge Report, Godber was part of the team which prepared the ‘Domesday Book’ survey of British hospitals, personally visiting 300 establishments in Yorkshire and the north midlands.

In 1950 George Godber became Deputy Chief Medical Officer at the Ministry of Health and in 1960 he was appointed Chief Medical Officer at the succeeding dept, the DHSS. He remained as CMO until his retirement in 1973. Godber led a very active retirement – he lived to the age of 100, was driving until he was 97 and didn’t experience serious health problems even in old age. He was Chair of the Health Education Council, 1977-78 and seems to have socialised, given interviews, reflected on the past of the NHS and taken a keen interest in developments and plans. It is highly likely that Godber would have been called on informally for help and advice long after his retirement.

So that’s the bare bones of Godber’s career.

Godber was at the helm whilst Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and Dr T. Gwynne Williams at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh illegally imprisoned, lobotomised, shocked and drugged the victims of the paedophile gang as well as people who were gay along with unmarried pregnant women – and in at least one case that I know of, a pregnant woman who was married but who had left her husband against her mother’s wishes. Godber was in post when people in the ‘care’ of Dafydd and Gwynne died under questionable circumstances which went uninvestigated, when they ‘disappeared’ ‘within the system’ after what was supposed to be a brief stay in hospital, when they remained in the hospital for decades for no explicable reason and when they were transferred to high security hospitals and prisons on the ‘evidence’ of people who had demonstrably lied in other cases. Godber was CMO during all those years when the physical and sexual abuse of patients at Denbigh was openly discussed. He was CMO in the 1960s when Dafydd was named in ‘The Times’ after he discharged many seriously ill patients into ‘community care’, only for them to be later discovered in unsuitable accommodation along the north Wales coast, uncared for and in some cases starving and covered in lice. At this time Dafydd was a leading light in MIND, promoting community care.

Godber was also CMO when the Top Doctors of north Wales flatly refused to provide abortion services after the 1967 Abortion Act, thus leading to the St David’s laundry of Bangor (see post ‘Every Sperm In Sacred – Particularly In Scotland’).

Godber’s responsibilities weren’t just to the DHSS. His role as CMO also spanned the Home Office and the Dept of Education and Science and thus included responsibility for approved schools, remand centres, high security hospitals, prisons and other educational institutions. Such establishments were also under the control of Dafydd, Gwynne, the paedophiles and their friends eg. Axwell Park Approved School Gateshead, Bryn Estyn, Risley Remand Centre, Broadmoor, Park Lane/Moss Side/Ashworth.

Did George Godber perhaps not know what was going on? Well it would have been difficult for him to have missed the article about Denbigh in ‘The Times’ – it caused a very great hoo ha, it was considered a major scandal, particularly when it was revealed that no-one, not even the patients themselves, knew that they were going to be transferred ‘into the community’. The story is that one day a number of coaches turned up at the hospital, the patients were loaded up and off they went. The patients who were transported and left to die seem to have been very vulnerable, frail, chronically ill patients. No doubt Dafydd and Gwynne kept the young attractive ones banged up to continue to provide sexual services to the staff and they won’t have dared let out any of the victims of the paedophile gang.

There’s another reason why Godber would have known just how bad Denbigh was. Because in the early 1960s the Health Minister Enoch Powell visited the North Wales Hospital himself. Dafydd and Gwynne’s work was proudly on display and Powell was so appalled at what he saw that he told the reception committee that he would not allow them to do this to people. When he returned to London Powell immediately proposed the closure of all the long stay psychiatric hospitals and made his famous ‘Water Towers’ speech.

When I found out about all this I was certainly intrigued. Not only because dear old Gwynne and Dafydd had impressed Enoch Powell so deeply with their expertise, but by the fact that they had actually invited him in the first place – well they were both crackers, I can only presume that they had spent so many years telling their lies about the wonderful facilities and care on offer at Denbigh that the mad old buggers had come to believe it themselves – and because Denbigh DIDN’T close. Not until 1995. Enoch Powell, a robust man with a big cult following, had been horrified, had determined to put a stop to Dafydd and Gwynne’s activities, had made a speech and ordered a policy change, but bugger all happened. Furthermore, Powell’s interest in the matter stopped. Completely. I contacted the archive at Cambridge University which holds Powell’s papers because I wanted to go through them and read everything relating to Denbigh, but guess what? There are NO references to Denbigh in the Powell papers.

Powell is someone who tore the Tory Party apart over the issue of race, he inspired dockers to march in protest over immigration and when he really wanted to kick the Tories in the knackers he defected to the Ulster Unionist Party. He also regularly confronted Tory grandees like Heseltine on the TV and told them that their policy with regard to the nuclear deterrent was ‘stupid’. Powell was very effective indeed at causing the maximum trouble on issues over which he felt strongly. Yet something had silenced him after he announced his intention to put a stop to Dafydd and Gwynne’s reign of terror – and references to his desire to do this have not been recorded.

Powell never spoke about Denbigh again but he did talk about his time as Health Minister, between 1960-63. He observed that ‘The unnerving discovery every Minister of Health makes at or near the outset of his term of office is that the only subject he is ever destined to discuss with the medical profession is money’. So he wasn’t destined to discuss the abuses of two maniacs in north Wales who were facilitating a paedophile ring.

‘The Daily Telegraph’ obituary of Godber mentioned that Enoch Powell had described Godber as his ‘bodyguard and lightening conductor’.

The Torygraph also explains that Godber ‘helped found and plan the NHS’, had ‘played a leading role in shaping it over its first 35 years’ and that between 1960-73 Godber ‘wielded immense influence as CMO in the Department of Health and Social Security’.

Could Dafydd and Gwynne’s continued survival and gross abuses after the visit from Mr Powell possibly have been down to Sir George Godber?

So what else did Godber’s obituaries say about him? Well they retold the entertaining Top Doctoresque anecdotes that were Godber’s favourites. Godber enjoyed telling people that minutes after the NHS was established in 1948, he was on duty at the Ministry when he received an SOS from a GP who was requesting leeches. Godber thought that this was a hoax, but it transpired not to be – it really was a GP after leeches, to treat an eye injury sustained by the US ambassador. The leech has made an experimental comeback recently under certain circumstances. However leeches had rather gone out of fashion in 1948 and Godber knew that. Nevertheless, the T. Gwynne Williams of general practice had obviously been summoned in an emergency and had called for leeches – which Godber had supplied. We are also told that later in life Godber used to reminisce about newspaper coverage concerning the waste of NHS resources, such as stories that people were asking for cotton wool on prescription and then using it to stuff their cushions or asking for ambulances to take them shopping. Godber’s favourite story was that of the bald prisoner who had persuaded a psychiatrist that he needed a wig – only to escape using his new disguise.

Godber did not reveal that in north Wales there was a crumbling huge asylum costing a fortune to run and employing hundreds of staff which was used as the personal prison of two men who were facilitating a paedophile ring. Neither did he mention the ambulances which were summoned in the dead of night to deliver people who had been arrested unlawfully to the asylum under cover of darkness. Nor did he mention the legal expense incurred as patients who dared complain were dragged through the courts repeatedly on trumped up charges. Godber knew of much more serious abuses of NHS resources than people making cushions, going shopping or indeed escaping prisoners – if indeed any of those things ever did happen.

There is firm evidence that Godber knew that all was not well in the NHS. He implemented the proposal for the confidential inquiry into maternal deaths in 1952. OK – so mothers were dying at a rate that alarmed even this complacent old fart, so he set up a CONFIDENTIAL inquiry. That is, one that the mothers who might be at risk of dying knew nothing about. This inquiry was then used as a model for later confidential inquiries into deaths associated with analgesia and surgical operations. So the Top Doctors were killing people under anaesthetic on the operating table as well but that was kept quiet too. Could there possibly have been a confidential inquiry into Dafydd and Gwynne that no-one knew anything about on Godber’s watch? It wouldn’t surprise me – a MIND worker who didn’t realise that he was talking to a service user with a brain fessed up to me in 1987 that there had been a big investigation into the mental health services in north Wales, that ‘one man had everything sewn up for himself’ and that ‘it was something to do with Freemasonry’. Yes, that was Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends that the man from MIND was talking about. It was something to do with organised crime involving some of Thatcher’s friends as well.

One of Godber’s obituaries tells us that ‘one of [his] strongest publicity campaigns was against promiscuity, venereal disease and unwanted pregnancy’ but that after his retirement Godber admitted ‘limited success’ in this area, because no-one had a clear idea how to teach young people about sex. No-one rescued them from the clutches of a paedophile gang either and they put a stop to Enoch Powell when he wanted to shut down the prison that the paedophiles were using to incarcerate their victims.

Sir Douglas Black claimed that Godber ‘saw and pursued his duty in promoting the rights of others’. Unless they’d been illegally incarcerated by a paedophile gang obviously. Sir Douglas Black played a key role in the development of the NHS himself. In 1974 he became the first Chief Scientist at the DHSS. He was President of the Royal College of Physicians, 1977-83 and President of the BMA. He was commissioned by Jim Callaghan’s Gov’t to lead an investigation into inequalities – the resulting publication, the Black Report, made Thatch very angry.

Fifty years after the creation of the NHS Godber was quoted as saying that ‘we need to provide the most we can for the most people, not everything for the privileged few’. Presumably this only applies once an exception has been made for the salaries of the Top Doctors and the writing off of huge swathes of people who aren’t considered worthy of their very precious time.

On the 60th anniversary of the NHS – 2008 – the BMJ reported that Godber was too frail to attend the anniversary service at Westminster Abbey. I remember the 60th anniversary of the NHS very well. I was still living in north Wales then and the threats and harassment towards me on the part of the paedophiles’ friends had become very public and well-known locally. I phoned the A&E Dept at Ysbyty Gwynedd for advice and help on that evening. I didn’t dare actually go to hospital in person because the last time that I had done that I had been threatened by two male nurses, refused treatment, accused of abusing the staff and the police were called to throw me out. CCTV had recorded the whole scene so my lawyer subsequently requested release of the footage. The Chief Exec of the North West Wales NHS Trust, Martin Jones, admitted destroying the footage – AFTER the Trust had received my complaint. So on the 60th anniversary I rang in order to avoid further attempts to arrest me. Stephen Gallagher, the senior nurse who had previously refused to treat me and made fallacious allegations about me to the police, slammed the phone down on me. I rang back and he slammed it down again. A friend of mine and her husband rang Gallagher and expressed concern about his conduct. They were insulted by him. My friend then told Gallagher that she worked in the hospital herself and she would be making a complaint about him – he responded by making threats to her career. She told him that she had lost her daughter to suicide which is why she took such a dim view of someone with a mood disorder being denied treatment. Gallagher told her to stop being ‘manipulative’. When my friend went into work the next day she was met by a posse of managers who interrogated her and told her that I was ‘using’ her to ‘get at’ the hospital managers. There was a flat denial from Martin Jones to my lawyer that I had ever been refused treatment. It transpired that Gallagher had previously been the subject of a complaint by a doctor and a note had been put on his staff file stating that his competence and integrity could not be relied upon. Another senior nurse involved in the first incident in which I was denied treatment was some years later arrested and charged after another member of staff witnessed him throw a patient in her 80s against a drinks machine and injure her. Then Gallagher found himself under the spotlight yet again after he was the last person to see a patient who was turned away from the A&E Dept without treatment and found dead in the Cathedral Gardens in Bangor hours later. See post ‘Two Dangerous Very Dishonest Nurses’ for the full details of these incidents.

Martin Jones is now Director of the Workforce at the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board.

BBC News Wales Online reported the other day that Gruff Rhys, the frontman of the rock group the Super Furry Animals, is planning to take part in a concert to celebrate the 70th anniversary of the NHS. Gruff Rhys is the son of Ioan Bowen Rees, who was Chief Executive of Gwynedd County Council whilst it’s Social Services Dept hosted a paedophile ring, perjured themselves in order to frame complainants and ran the toxic Arfon Community Mental Health Team who neglected psychiatric patients so badly that some of them were living rough in the local villages and towns (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’) and were even found dead.

 

George Godber had a fellow civil service mandarin to assist him, Sir Bruce Fraser, who was appointed Permanent Secretary in the DHSS in 1960, when Powell became Health Minister and when Godber was appointed CMO. Fraser had been moved over from the Treasury and Godber’s obituary describes Fraser as therefore ‘not scarred by the experience of setting up the NHS’. Which says a lot about the pitched battle that was fought between the Top Doctors – in the form of the BMA – and the Labour Gov’t when the NHS was established. The BMA did not want the NHS at all and fought tooth and nail to stop it. Hence Nye Bevan’s now notorious method of persuading the Top Doctors to agree to accept the NHS – he would ‘stuff their mouths with gold’. The interests of the patients have never been foregrounded by the NHS – although I accept that there were many genuine people who did campaign for it – and an enormous degree of secrecy pervades every part of the NHS, particularly with regard to patient harm.

Bruce Fraser was born in 1910 and like Godber went to school in Bedford, but to a different school – Bedford School – and then studied at Trinity College, Cambridge. In 1933 he was appointed to the Scottish Office and then to the Treasury in 1936. He was briefly the Minister for Aviation in 1960 and then became the Permanent Secretary at the DHSS. Between 1964-65 Fraser worked in the Dept of Education and Science and then in the Ministry of Land and Resources, 1965-66. He was Comptroller and Auditor General, ie. the head of the Exchequer and Audit Dept (now the National Audit Office), 1966-71.

Sir Bruce Fraser co-authored a classic text for civil servants, ‘The Complete Plain Words’ with Sir Ernest Gower. This was a guide as to how to teach officials and others to write clearly and it was published by HMSO. HMSO did of course produce the guidelines for Gov’t Depts such as the DHSS. When I first began experiencing problems with the mental health services in north Wales I requested a copy of my medical records – by then I had been lied to, lied about, repeatedly threatened and my records had also been crudely doctored (so to speak) after I had complained about Gwynne the lobotomist. I was told that it was illegal for me to access my records – I knew that this was nonsense, so in the end I called at the office of the pen pusher who was at the time Mr Big Pen Pusher in Gwynedd Health Authority, Bernard Rhodes. I had acquired a publication from HMSO in which the guidelines re patient access to medical records was set out. Bernard started lying to me again – he had already done so by letter – so I quoted out of the HMSO publication. Bernard yelled at me that perhaps I’d like to have a conversation with HMSO then – HMSO wrote the publication from which I was quoting for Bernard’s guidance, so there’d be no point in me conversing with HMSO, it wasn’t them that were lying to me. I yelled at Bernard that the NHS was there for the sake of the patients not the doctors. At this point Bernard lost it completely, yelled ‘NO NO NO’ and threw me out of his office (see post ‘Former NHS Managers Of Notoriety Now Keeping A Low(er) Profile’). I now have a copy of a letter that Bernard wrote and cc’d to a number of people after that meeting which stated that ‘the less said to this young lady the better’. Presumably because I had caught them lying and breaking the law. I didn’t realise at the time that the mental health services were facilitating a paedophile ring, participating in serious criminal activities and had been doing so for decades. But Sir Bruce Fraser the man who wrote the guide for officials published by HMSO knew that they were, as did many other people. No-one took any action to stop them.

 

Earlier today I watched a 1968 episode of ‘Tomorrow’s World’ which featured a few Top Doctors from Godber’s time as CMO – he will have personally known some of them. BBC News Online made the clip available on their website because it has just been the anniversary of Christiaan Barnard performing the first human to human heart transplant – Barnard faced a great deal of opposition from the Top Doctors at the time and ‘Tomorrow’s World’ screened a question and answer session between Barnard and other Top Doctors following the transplant.

In 1968 Dafydd and Gwynne were in their heyday and many, many people in the UK medical establishment and in Gov’t knew just how serious their wrongdoing was. As with authorities who are now being faced with evidence of organised child abuse which they ignored, when the Top Doctors are faced with their wrongdoing of yesteryear, the excuse of ‘ooh society saw things differently then’ tends to be trotted out. No – child molesting has never been acceptable which was why so many people worked so hard to conceal it and even went as far as killing the witnesses. ‘It was different in the 70s’ – well yes the clothes people wore were of a different style and attitudes to things like mixed race marriages and gay relationships were different, but I was alive and kicking in the 70s and at no time do I remember molesting children being considered an OK way to spend one’s time. Likewise no Top Doctor would have publicly endorsed facilitating a paedophile ring, trafficking psychiatric patients into prostitution and illegally imprisoning young women because they have complained about one’s mate’s highly improper behaviour towards them. Would they Dafydd? Or come to think of it neither they would they have endorsed perjury, hounding complainants AND their friends out of jobs, threatening them and then trying to bribe them when the threats didn’t work.

The Top Doctors knew exactly how they should have been conducting business and this is exemplified on the ‘Tomorrow’s World’ clip. Christiaan Barnard is accused of breaching confidentiality, of putting patients at risk, of seeking publicity and thus cheapening medicine and of misrepresenting the success of his surgery. The level of debate was excellent – the Top Doctors certainly knew what they should have been doing and because they were being filmed they did indeed do it, whilst they paid attention and sat up straight in their suits with their ties done up, with freshly applied Brylcreem and a side parting and horn-rimmed specs. Christiaan Barnard was not even running a paedophile gang, but the Top Docs gave him a real grilling.

However the Top Docs gave the game away. They were happy to converse and debate with each other even when they strongly disagreed, but unfortunately someone had let in someone else who was Not A Top Doctor  – one Malcolm Muggeridge. Muggeridge actually raised many very similar points to the Top Doctors but they weren’t going to take that from a bloody journalist. They were consistently rude to him using every technique in their repertoire to undermine him. Muggeridge insisted on completely disgracing himself and the Top Doctors did what they did to me on every occasion when I faced them with evidence of their criminal activities – they all joined forces and refused to answer Muggeridge’s question and they ordered Barnard to ‘ignore that question’ as well. So what had Muggeridge said which outraged the Top Doctors so much? He had asked whether Christiaan Barnard had carried out this very controversial surgery in cape Town in South Africa using a ‘coloured person’ as a donor because of the apartheid regime placing less value on the lives of certain citizens. Christ those Top Doctors did not like that. It was as if Muggeridge had accused them of running a paedophile ring. As I watched the Top Doctors sharply draw in their breath and harrumph away in disgust at Muggeridge daring to suggest such a thing, I remembered how many medical techniques had indeed been pioneered on black people – or on psychiatric patients of course – until everyone was convinced that the technique or treatment was safe. In 1968 black people in South Africa routinely experienced far poorer standards of healthcare than white people. Black and white people did not usually use the same hospitals or even share the same doctors. Furthermore the South African police had a habit of violently assaulting and even killing black people and the Top Doctors were not overly concerned about this. We doctors???? Discriminate against black people???? In apartheid South Africa??? How very dare you. Don’t answer that man.

We doctors??? Lie on your medical records??? Then alter them??? Then threaten you and ensure that you were sacked??? Then illegally imprison you and perjure ourselves in Court?? Then ensure that your friends who know what we did were sacked as well??? Dr Dafydd Alun Jones is having sex with patients??? You’re mad – how very dare you. No we will not communicate with you under any circumstances particularly now that you’re in possession of documents written by us in which we admit that we did everything of which you accused us and a great deal more besides.

The Top Docs don’t like admitting this but in the NHS black patients are far more likely to be sectioned, detained in locked wards and forcibly ‘medicated’. They are also more likely to be killed by staff ‘restraining’ them or to be tasered by the police to ‘calm them down’. This has been the case for many, many years although the Top Docs are of course committed to fighting discrimination and stigma. Not that they’ve ever discriminated against or stigmatised anyone in the first place.

Let’s have a look at some of those who featured on the ‘Tomorrow’s World’ programme who stopped speaking to Muggeridge – simply because he suggested a very real possibility – who were leading figures in medicine whilst Dafydd and Gwynne were being allowed to do whatever they felt like by George Godber.

Lord Robert Platt: Platt was a kidney specialist but is actually most well-known for his debate with George Pickering in the 1940s-50s regarding hypertension. Although Lord Platt was a central figure in the UK medical establishment, he wasn’t your typical Top Doctor and was considered frighteningly liberal. He was born in 1900 in Marylebone and his parents established and ran a co-educational boarding school in Derbyshire – his mother was one of the first women to become one of HM Inspectors of Schools. His uncle was a close friend of Keir Hardie and his cousin had been involved in the Spanish Civil War.

Platt studied medicine at Sheffield University and qualified in 1921. He worked as a physician at the Royal Infirmary Sheffield in the 1930s and built up an extensive private practice at the same time. The Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives of the Fellows’ site explains that Platt became a ‘socialist’ during his war service. He resigned from the BMA in 1947 and never rejoined. Platt was an enthusiastic supporter of the NHS. He was awarded the Chair of Medicine at Manchester University in 1946 and for much of his career he was head of Central Manchester Health Authority. Platt was a member of the Royal Commission on Medical Education and a member of the first working party set up to review the medical staffing of hospitals. He Chaired the Merit Awards Committee and at various times was President of the FPA (Family Planning Association), ASH and the National Society for the Abolition of Cruel Sports. Platt was supportive of women in medicine.

Lord Platt was also President of the Eugenics Society. In the early part of the 20th century eugenics had not yet become toxic and many people considered quite respectable supported eugenics, but as the years passed, eugenics became associated with some rather worrying people (see post ‘The Case Of The King’s Sperm’). I note that Lord Platt was still involved with the Eugenics Society in the mid-60s.

Platt was President of the Royal College of Physicians, 1957-62. The Royal College are most grateful to Lord Platt because he oversaw the relocation of the College into their present Regent’s Park building, in much the same way that the Royal College of Psychiatrists have been forever grateful to the man who bagged them their palatial residence.

Lord Platt sat as a crossbencher after he was given a peerage. It is noted that he spoke on pornography and euthanasia, but the Royal College of Physicians remarks that latterly he supported ‘less progressive concerns’ such as the preservation of the Elizabeth Garrett Anderson Hospital and opposed the compulsory wearing of seat belts. It’s interesting that the Royal College categorise Lord Platt’s support for the Elizabeth Garrett Anderson Hospital as ‘less progressive’. When Camden Area Health Authority announced the closure of that hospital in 1976 it was not a bunch of Neanderthals who campaigned to keep it open, it was feminist groups as well as other women. The Elizabeth Garrett Anderson was the only hospital which was for women and staffed entirely by women – women who had previously had bad experiences with men very much appreciated the Elizabeth Garett Anderson. Camden Area Health Authority ignored the protests and closed the hospital in 1979. In 1979 Dafydd was sexually exploiting patients and illegally imprisoned Mary Wynch for a year. William Kerr and Michael Haslam were raping and abusing female mental health patients in Yorkshire and were afforded complete protection (see post ‘All The Ingredients Of A Scandal’). John Allen’s paedophile gang and trafficking business in north Wales was booming and was being ably assisted by Dafydd and the mental health services in north Wales. Mental health patients and kids in care in Camden were also being abused and exploited, on the doorstep of Frank Dobson, Tessa Jowell and many others who later became leading lights in the Labour Party under Tony Blair (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part IV’).

Lord Platt was an accomplished cello player and was active in a variety of music organisations.

Lord Platt was rather different to the other Top Doctors of his era. He will have known about horrors like the appalling institutional abuse of vulnerable people by the NHS and was a very powerful figure in an era in which Top Doctors were even more powerful than they are now. But I can find no record of even Lord Platt speaking out against the abuse of certain groups within the NHS. Perhaps he just felt that it was a hill too steep to climb – the Royal College implied that he had evolved into a daft old buffer because he dared support a massively popular hospital providing a much needed service and because he dissented on the seatbelts business. The campaign to make wearing seatbelts a legal obligation was backed by the BMA – and promoted by a man called Jimmy Savile.

Another Top Doctor in the ‘Tomorrow’s World’ audience was Sir Thomas Holmes Sellors, a cardiothoracic surgeon. Sir Thomas went to Oriel College, Oxford and then to the Middlesex Hospital, where he qualified in 1926. He was some ten years older than Gwynne the lobotomist who also qualified at the Middlesex. My post ‘I Don’t Believe It!’ names a few other Middlesex alumni who became very big names in medicine whilst Gwynne and his protégé Dafydd were allowed to wreak havoc in north Wales. Sir Thomas developed open heart surgery units at the Middlesex, Harefield and the National Heart Hospitals. Sir Thomas himself worked at Harefield from the outbreak of WWII util he retired and it was he who put Harefield on the map. Harefield has an international reputation as does its star surgeon Professor Magdi Yacoub. My post ‘I Don’t Believe It!’ discusses some world-leading research conducted by Magdi Yacoub with Professor Julia Polak, who when I worked at Hammersmith Hospital was widely reputed to have been perpetrating research fraud.

Thomas Holmes Sellors was President of the Royal College of Surgeons, 1969-72 and President of the BMA in 1972.

Holmes Sellors was ‘active in the medico-political field’ from the inception of the NHS and he is remembered for having a taste for ‘gracious living’, with homes in London and Buckinghamshire. Holmes Sellors remained active for many years after his retirement and was, among other things, the Chairman and later the President of the Medical Council on Alcoholism. Dr Dafydd Alun Jones was constructed as an ‘alcohol and drugs specialist’ (see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’).

Thomas Holmes Sellors had a stroke when he was older and  in 1986 spent time in hospital. Sir Reginald Murley, who wrote the tribute to Holmes Sellors on the Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives of the Fellows’ site, remembered that he went to visit Sir Thomas who was ‘chuckling with glee’ whilst reading a tabloid newspaper which he’d only purchased because no other newspapers were available in the hospital. Murley noticed Sir Thomas’s ‘unusual reading matter’ and observed that Holmes Sellors was reading about a ‘house of ill-repute on Ambleside Avenue, Streatham’ and remarked to Murley that ‘I had two respectable maiden aunts who lived there. Heaven knows what they would say if they could read that’. What a pair of jolly old buffers Holmes Sellors and Raymond Murley must have been. It was not mentioned in the ‘Lives of the Fellows’ that the house of ill-repute in question, Cynthia Payne’s brothel, was just down the road from St George’s Hospital Medical School and that a number of consultants were clients of Madam Cyn’s. As were a number of judges, MPs, peers, lawyers and clergymen. After Madam Cyn was first raided in 1978 she went to prison, although none of her customers did. Business continued after her release and she was raided again in 1986, which will have been what Holmes Sellors was reading about. No-one understood quite why but she was treated very much more leniently on that occasion, although it wasn’t because the Courts had become any more liberal or less hypocritical.

In 1986 Oliver Brooke, the Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s, was imprisoned for the possession of huge quantities of child pornography. He was released on appeal after a sympathetic judge commented that his collection of kiddie porn could be compared to a collection of cigarette cards. One of the detectives who worked on the Brooke case later revealed that Brooke was Mr Big in a pan-European paedophile network.

One person who had a great deal of knowledge about the activities at Ambleside Avenue and those who visited the brothel was David Sutch, who lived there himself with Madam Cyn for a while. Sadly he cannot enlighten us now because he hung himself in 1999 – so he was dead before the cover-up that was the Waterhouse Report was published in 2000. David Sutch suffered from manic depression and didn’t seem to get the care that he needed from the colleagues of the brothel’s customers. For more background on Ambleside Avenue and the convenience of David Sutch’s suicide, see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’.

Sir Thomas Holmes Sellors was among the very top of the Top Doctors – he is so revered that the Royal College didn’t just have the usual portrait of him painted, they had a whole sculpture made! There is a bust of this glorious man in the Royal College.

Between 1958-67 Holmes Sellors was Chair of the joint consultants committee, which links the BMA with the representatives of the Royal Colleges. Until I read this I didn’t know exactly what the joint consultants committee was, although I’d long since wondered. I’d wondered because in 1988 when I was told that my complaints about the mental health services in north Wales were finally going to be heard, it was the joint consultants committee who appointed Professor Robert Bluglass to investigate my complaints.

Bluglass ignored every part of my complaint relating to Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) and Gwynedd Social Services and stressed that I had caused a lot of trouble and a lot of people great annoyance, although he had documentary evidence that Dafydd had broken the law and lied repeatedly (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’). No action was taken against anyone. Much more recently I discovered that Bluglass was a close colleague of Professor Ian Brockington – Brockington had been Tony Francis’s boss immediately before Tony Francis relocated to north Wales (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’). Some three years after Bluglass blamed my unreasonableness for the wrongdoing of people who were facilitating a paedophile gang, a patient was murdered at Ashworth Hospital. Robert Bluglass was appointed to lead the investigation. He in turn appointed two nurses to help him – one nurse was one of the senior nurses from the Reaside Clinic, the clinic of which Bluglass was clinical director and the other was one of Dafydd’s senior nurses. Not only did Dafydd himself send ‘dangerous’ patients to Ashworth , but after I complained about a nurse who assaulted me whilst I was in Denbigh my complaint was not investigated on the grounds that the nurse concerned, Stephen Rose, had left Denbigh for a job at Park Lane Hospital. Park Lane merged with Moss Side to form Ashworth Hospital. There were a number of inquiries into the very serious problems at Ashworth, including the inquiry led by Bluglass. Problems included patients being violently and sexually assaulted by staff, children being taken into the hospital to visit paedophiles, child porn discovered on the premises and a number of deaths. Things just never seemed to improve, although I’m sure that Bluglass did his best.

I now have documents in my possession which demonstrate that one organisation who provided Tony Francis with advice and support after I complained about the wrongdoing of the mental health services was the BMA. Bluglass, Francis and Dafydd were all members and/or fellows of the Royal College of Psychiatrists.

Professor Catherine Robinson, one of the ‘suicide experts’ who works for the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board, used to be married to a psychologist who worked at Ashworth! Catherine herself worked at Denbigh! Time to make a police statement Catherine rather than simply warning all your former colleagues that I was preparing to publish what I knew?

For some unknown reason, a few years ago Bluglass asked for his name to be removed from the medical register and all references to him disappeared from the internet. He has reappeared online now though. There’s a nice photo of him drinking champagne with his friends and he and his wife Kerry – also a Top Doctor – enjoy themselves singing in an elite choir, the St James’s Singers.  Dame Judi Dench is their Patron. Dame Judi gave an interview recently in which she explained that she didn’t mind getting old but sadly her eye-sight is so bad that she can’t read anymore. She obviously can’t see who’s in her fucking choir either.

 

This blog has paid attention to wrongdoing and fuckwittery being passed down through the generations. Sir Thomas Holmes Sellors did not let the side down in this regard. He had a son – Sir Patrick Holmes Sellors. Sir Patrick died in 2010 but whilst he was alive he was certainly what my friend Brown would call a ‘highly effective shit’.

Patrick Holmes Sellors studied at Oriel College, Oxford and the Middlesex Hospital, like his father. He became an ophthalmologist and due to his general marvellouness he was appointed as a consultant at dear old St George’s when he was just 31. Sir Patrick was also a consultant at the Royal Marsden Hospital and had an extensive private practice. He was honorary consultant to the King Edward VII Hospital for Officers and for St Luke’s Hospital for the Clergy. In 1974 Sir Patrick was appointed Surgeon Oculist to the Royal Household and in 1980 to HM the Queen herself.

Sir Patrick’s obituaries however tell us that his ‘main skill’ lay in ‘medico-legal work’. He must have been very skilled indeed if that eclipsed his Royal duties – his obits mention how Top Doctors would consult Sir Patrick for ‘help’. Sir Patrick was so good at getting Top Doctors out of trouble that he joined the Council of the MDU in 1977 and remained there until he retired in 2003, whereupon the MDU made him an honorary fellow.

When the Edward VII Hospital incurred all that bad publicity after a nurse killed herself, a glowering Lord Simon Glenarthur was wheeled out to intimidate the press. Simon Glenarthur was Chair of the Hospital – he had also been Director of the MDU since 2002. Simon Glenarthur was the Health Minister responsible for the ‘tainted blood’ scandal which resulted in the death of a great many haemophiliacs, although his name was kept under the radar (see post ‘Update On ‘Tainted Blood’ Scandal – The Culprit’).

It was the MDU who provided Dr Tony Francis and his wife, Dr Sadie Francis, with legal ‘advice’ throughout the years 1987-1995 – and I suspect after that as well – as I was repeatedly arrested and prosecuted on the basis of their perjury and the perjury of their colleagues. I have copies of letters that the MDU lawyers wrote to the Francis’s strongly advising them to cease their litigation against me and telling them that there was not the evidence for the claims that they were making. The Francis’s refused to drop the cases so the MDU went ahead regardless, in the knowledge that the allegations against me were untrue. One of the MDU lawyers, Ann Ball, had an extended telephone conversation with me and I told her myself of the criminal wrongdoing that I had witnessed in north Wales. Anne Ball told me that the Francis’s ‘didn’t know’ about any of it. Yet at that time Anne and her colleagues knew that the Francis’s were lying on oath and encouraging others to lie on oath whilst demanding my imprisonment. I also have copies of letters written by Tony and Sadie Francis cc’d to Dr Ian Sanderson of the MDU, complaining about the ‘threat’ that I presented to them and other staff – the ‘threat’ being that I was writing letters of complaint and arriving at Ysbyty Gwynedd in person when my complaints had not been investigated (see post ‘The Night Of The (Dr Chris) Hunter’). The barrister employed by the MDU in the 1991 attempt to have me imprisoned on the lies of the Francis’s was Sir Robert Francis QC (see post ‘The Sordid Role Of Sir Robert Francis QC’). Robert Francis is considered such a safe pair of hands that he has Chaired many investigations into NHS failures, including the inquiry into the care and treatment of Michael Stone after Stone’s conviction for double murder – Michael Stone has always maintained his innocence and was only ever arrested because a Top Doctor phoned someone and stated his belief that Stone Had Done It after watching the murders discussed on Crimewatch. Stone’s legal team are now back in Court once more with new evidence which they believe demonstrates his innocence. A crucial bit of evidence uncovered by Stone’s legal team previously ‘went missing’ on its way to the forensic labs.

Sir Patrick retired in 2003. At the time of his retirement I had just been charged with ‘threatening to kill’ Alun Davies, the manager of the Hergest Unit, on the basis of numerous NHS staff lying in police statements about me – once again. The police who arrested me said that if I was found guilty I’d be looking at a prison sentence of seven years. The case collapsed two years later when it became clear that I hadn’t threatened to kill anyone (see post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’). There was no investigation as to why so many people had lied to the police and had turned up to Court to lie in the witness box. Last year I found out that after that case, the PNC had been unlawfully accessed to record a conviction of ‘violent disorder’ against my name and a certificate of indictment had also been forged, stating that I had been found guilty of ‘violent disorder’ (see post ‘Even More Confusion Regarding Those Legal Conundrums’ and ‘An Update On Those Legal Condundrums’). I wrote to the North Wales Police’s legal services about this and am still waiting for their explanation.

Sir Patrick died in St Thomas’s Hospital after being taken ill at an MDU celebratory dinner in 2010. What they were celebrating I do not know but he died after his colleagues’ efforts at medical treatment proved unsuccessful. Which seems like natural justice after Holmes Sellors’ career of ensuring that dangerous, lying, criminal doctors got away with framing innocent people, refusing people treatment even in life threatening situations as well as running paedophile gangs and people trafficking rackets.

Tony Francis killed himself a few years ago when Operation Pallial re-opened the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. I was surprised to hear that Sadie Francis had told neighbours that Tony had killed himself because of me no less – namely my ‘harassment’ of him. This presumably was the ‘harassment’ that Sadie’s own MDU lawyers told her to stop telling porkies about many, many years ago. I had not seen let alone communicated with either of the Francis’s for a number of years before Tony Francis’s death. My harassment of criminals aiding a paedophile ring must have had supernatural qualities – what a pity it didn’t cause them to stop their involvement in serious crime twenty years ago.

Time for a visit to the police station Sadie? This time to provide details of who else was involved in the paedophile ring, rather than a statement consisting of a pack of lies about me or indeed any other patient – I was not the only one arrested for ‘threatening’ staff or for other crimes that many people did not believe had been committed. Such as Lee Crabtree – a seriously ill young father who was arrested for ‘attempted robbery’, remanded in Altcourse Prison and who hung himself hours later. The details of Mr Crabtree’s ‘crime’ consisted of him ‘escaping from’ – ie. walking out of – the Hergest Unit whilst in distress and then trying the door of an Angel’s car in a rather ham-fisted getaway attempt. The police took him back into the ward – only to  be told by the Hergest Unit that they would not readmit him and insisted on him being charged with attempted robbery. His wife knew nothing about any of this until Altcourse Prison telephoned her to tell her that he had killed himself and that his ‘property’ (ie. clothes) was still at the Hergest Unit. She rang the Unit and an Angel told her that they were far too busy to go looking for lost property. Well they’ll have been needed down the station to lie their arses off to the police in an attempt to frame the next patient who had dared complain. And to man the hot-line to the MDU.

Tony and Sadie Francis’s son is a lawyer. He specialises in ‘medico-legal’ matters. He represents health and welfare organisations rather than patients who have suffered harm. At one point his CV was boasting of the many thousands of pounds that he had saved one local authority after challenging the provision of patients’ care packages.

At the height of the time of the Francis’s allegations that I was about to murder them in cold blood, a particularly foul police sergeant whom Tony Francis seemed to be on very good terms with told me to jump off the Menai Suspension Bridge because ‘decent’ people didn’t want me near them. This was just months before the five witnesses to the activities of the paedophile gang which operated in north Wales and Cheshire were murdered in an arson attack caused by a decent person chucking a petrol bomb into the building where the witnesses had been invited to a party (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’). I don’t know the name of the Ginger Pig, but he was the Sergeant in Menai Bridge Police Station in 1991. There will be records relating to him and his activities – unless of course they’ve gone up in flames as did the records off all of the children who had ever passed through the Bryn Alyn Community at the start of the Waterhouse Inquiry.

 

So what about Malcolm Muggeridge, the man who mentioned what is now called institutional racism, who so angered the Top Doctors? The caricature of Muggeridge subscribed to by comedians in the 70s and 80s was always that of a man as old as the hills wringing his hands and banging on about religion. So it was quite a surprise when Jean Seaton’s book ‘Pinkoes and Traitors: The BBC and the Nation 1974-87’ claimed that Muggeridge ‘groped incontinently’. Seaton is the ‘official BBC historian’. She accuses the BBC of being, in years gone by, log jammed with dreadful misogynist men and mentions someone ‘in authority’ who persistently asked young women if he could spank them. I presume that this was ‘Spanker’, a man whose name I have forgotten but who was the subject of a number of ‘Private Eye’ articles in the 1980s – unless of course the BBC were employing more than one man who asked his young female colleagues to participate in spanking sessions with him. Seaton records that after a group of outraged female employees approached the Governors about Spanker’s activities, he was relocated to America in another BBC post which came with a luxurious New York apartment thrown in.

I remember the case of Spanker well, because not long after there was another Spanker who hit the news – only this one was a GP in south London. He had asked a number of women patients to keep diaries of their sexual fantasies, read them with him and in return he spanked them. A number of patients made representation to the GMC. In his defence Spanker explained that he was a Committed Christian and he believed that his treatment was helping these troubled women. During the fitness to practice hearing, ‘Private Eye’ ran their spoof ‘A Doctor Writes’ column making reference to a doctor who is spanking his patients soon finding himself an ex-doctor. Of course because the GMC was involved Spanker didn’t become an ex-doctor, he was allowed to continue practising and probably spanking as well.

Seaton’s book refers to an incident in which Robin Day asked Joan Bakewell ‘do men stare at your breasts when you interview them?’. That’s the Robin Day who was a lifelong friend of Sir Ronnie Waterhouse who concealed rather more serious wrongdoing in north Wales than men staring at Joan’s boobs. I take Seaton’s point that the BBC was crawling with appalling old men who constantly propositioned younger women, but as I discussed in my post ‘A Secret And Forbidding Place To Work’ some of those women exploited that situation for their own benefit. In fact Joan Bakewell herself freely admits that she shagged a lot of people who assisted her career and Esther Rantzen achieved greatness by having an affair with and then marrying Desmond Wilcox. It’s not rocket science and it’s a lot easier than working long hours for years and competing on merit.

Seaton argues that Strong Women at the BBC eventually refused to be walked over and denounced the behaviour of their male colleagues and Changed Things. So that is why the Strong Women all remained silent about Savile, Rolf and Stuart Hall. It must also be why Jo Brand is wheeled out by the BBC constantly – and was again this morning on Radio 4 – as an example of a woman who’s not afraid to take on the Men, as exemplified by her giving Ian Hislop a bollocking on ‘Have I Got News For You’ a few weeks ago. That’s the Jo Brand who is a former psychiatric nurse who is married to a man who still works as a psychiatric nurse and who is an ambassador for MIIND – who has said precisely nothing about the abuse of psychiatric patients by the mental health services. Ian Hislop edits a magazine which regularly highlights cases in which psychiatric patients have been killed whilst in the care of the state. Which is probably why he isn’t a MIND ambassador.

Seaton’s book mentions that George Howard, the Chairman of the BBC Governors 1980-83, attempted to charge the BBC for what was thought to be the use of a prostitute. Seaton’s book does mention Savile – but only in the context of the only discussion about him by the Governors being one concerning how to ration Thatcher’s appearances on his radio and TV programmes.

Seaton’s book was published in 2015 – Dame Janet Smith who led the Public Inquiry into the extent of Savile’s abuse called for witnesses with evidence to come forward early in 2012 , so Seaton would have known what Savile had been up to by the time that she was writing that book. Shortly after Seaton’s book was published she had to offer an apology to the family of Huw Wheldon after she accused him of being one of the BBC gropers. Huw Wheldon came from north Wales, went to Friars School in Bangor and had close links to the paedophiles’ friends.

Malcom Muggeridge famously appeared on the TV programme Friday Night Saturday Morning in 1979 in the company of Mervyn Stockwood to denounce Monty Python’s Life of Brian.

Mervyn Stockwood was the Bishop of Southwark, 1959-80. He came from Bridgend in south Wales – where his father was a solicitor – and then went to Christ’s College, Cambridge, graduating in 1934. Stockwood was the archetypal trendy vicar of his day and in the 1960s created what became known as ‘South Bank religion’. He was a liberal theologian who supported homosexual law reform and he blessed gay relationships, although he claimed to be celibate himself. Mervyn Stockwood, like many clergymen of his time, turned a blind eye to many things. He no doubt kept quiet about much in Southwark but Mervyn Stockwood was the honorary assistant Bishop of Bath and Wells and he kept quiet about a great deal in Somerset as well.

I went to junior school in Somerset with a girl from a church-going family whose dad was a churchwarden. Suddenly the family stopped going to church or indeed having any involvement with the church or village life at all. They were denounced as snobs by the much of the rest of the village, particularly when they took their two daughters away from the local school and sent them to a private school. The vicar remarked on how sad he was to see them turning their backs on the parish. What most people didn’t know was that the sister of the girl who I was in class with had been sexually abused by the vicar. No-one found out until she had a ‘nervous breakdown’ and was hospitalised in Taunton. The vicar went to visit her on the grounds that he was, well, the vicar. The staff let him in whereupon he then molested her in the hospital and was caught red-handed by a nurse. The vicar then rang the girl’s parents and told them that if they prosecuted him he would ensure that the village would discover the identity of their daughter whom he had molested and she would end up in an even worse state than she was already.  The girl’s dad went to the local policeman – only to discover that he had been threatened with disciplinary action himself if he took any action against the vicar at all. It transpired that the girl was by no means the only victim of that vicar. Before anyone had ever discovered that he had molested her, 36 women had complained about him harassing them to the Bishop of Bath and Wells. They had all been told that the Church would deal with it and although some of them knew that the vicar had made a nuisance of himself with other adult women, only three of them knew of the extent of it and they didn’t realise that he was abusing children as well. It was then discovered that the vicar was the biological father of one of the other children in the village and that this was such a common situation that the Church had made financial arrangements for such children and referred to them as ‘children of the Church’ (as opposed to the children of the vicars). It got better. One of the few people who did know about the extent of this vicar’s offending then found out that he had been transferred to the parish in Somerset after behaving in exactly the same way in a parish in Lincolnshire.

As for letting the Church deal with it – the vicar remained as vicar of that parish until he retired nearly twenty years later. His wife continued as Brown Owl of the village Brownie pack and her husband would kindly give lifts to the Brownies when they attended pack meetings. He continued to hold confirmation classes in the rectory, which was how he initially gained access to the girl whom he molested even on hospital premises.

That particular vicar came from a well-known legal family and a number of his relations were barristers and judges.

This was not the only degenerate vicar in Somerset whom I knew of. There was another one in a parish a few miles away who was a man in his mid-fifties married to a woman many years younger than himself – the story was that he had been a teacher and that she had been one of his pupils. What with him being a former teacher, he used to pop into the local primary school to give the kids R.E. lessons. On one occasion he hit one of the boys so hard that he injured him. This man disappeared from the parish a few years later, to the great relief of the local school kids. Not because he was violently assaulting them, but because he had stolen thousands from Church funds. The Bishop explained that he wouldn’t be prosecuted because he was in a difficult situation with that young wife and five children and he was an alcoholic to boot.

All this occurred when I presume Mervyn Stockwood was the Bishop’s assistant. I can only imagine what might have been going on that I never heard about. However I’m glad to say that the Life of Brian did come to the cinema in Bridgwater and we all enjoyed it. A few years later when I made friends with someone who had grown up in Pwllheli he told me that the Life of Brian had been banned there and he’d not yet seen it. Oh well, in Somerset we just had violent, thieving, dirty vicars – so the local teenagers got to see the Life Of Brian. In Gwynedd they had the paedophile gang run by Dafydd and Lucille, so obviously the very idea of screening a blasphemous film would be completely beyond the pale.

The man behind Mervyn Stockwood’s appointment was Geoffrey Fisher, the Archbishop of Canterbury, 1945-61. Fisher was a keen Freemason, the Grand Chaplain in the United Grand Lodge of England. He presided over Princess Elizabeth’s wedding and over her coronation. Fisher retired in 1961 and strongly advised Harold Macmillan against appointing Michael Ramsey as his successor. It is alleged that Fisher told Macmillan that Dr Ramsey was ‘a theologian, a scholar and a man of prayer and therefore is entirely unsuitable as Archbishop of Canterbury. I have known him all my life. I was his headmaster at Repton’. Former pupils at Repton School alleged that Fisher really enjoyed caning boys for no good reason, even by the standards of the time. Macmillan appointed Ramsey as Archbishop anyway.

 

To return to the man with whom I began this post, Sir George Godber. As with Sir Thomas Holmes Sellors, George Godber’s Top Doctor genes were passed onto the next generation, specifically to his son, Dr Colin Godber.

Colin Godber is a psychogeriatrician who is now a Trustee of Age Concern. He has lived in Hampshire since 1971 – when his dad George will still have been CMO. We are told that Colin Godber was ‘instrumental in the development of mental health services for older people in and around Southampton’. Hampshire mental health services were renamed Southern Health NHS Foundation Trust in 2011. They have been in the news over the last two years or so after it was revealed that hundreds of people had died in their care but the vast majority of the deaths had not been investigated. The Southern Health Scandal only became public as a result of the tenacity of Dr Sara Ryan who refused to be fobbed off with lies or threatened into silence after her son Connor Sparrowhawk drowned in the bath whilst in the care of Southern. Sara received an insulting telephone call from a member of staff at Southern, the son of a Board member sent out a tweet calling her a ‘fucking pest’ after he had read a confidential report containing details od Connor’s case and the psychiatrist responsible for Connor’s ‘care’ referred to Sara as a ‘toxic woman’. Southern were eventually prosecuted by the HSE. Hundreds of people DIED. Southern were prosecuted by the HSE – for, I think, only Connor’s death. After the hundreds of deaths but before Sara kicked up a fuss, the CEO of Southern, Katrina Percy, won an award for ‘CEO of the Year’ from HSJ (Health Services Journal).

Colin Godber retired in 2005 and now provides ‘advocacy between the NHS, local authorities and voluntary services’.

In 2014 the journal ‘Old Age Psychiatry’ published a piece entitled ‘A Psychogeriatrician – The Crème de la Crème’. An intriguing title because psychogeriatrics is the most unpopular and least prestigious of any medical speciality. Jobs are going begging and if they are filled are filled by Top Doctors who for some reason have not been able to secure work elsewhere or overseas doctors. This has been the case for many years. The article opened with a piece written by Lord McColl of Dulwich, a retired surgeon, who related a story about Colin Godber and Professor Simon Lovestone in the Lords debate on ‘Mental and Physical Health: Parity of Esteem’ on Oct 10, 2013.

McColl explained that his own wife had suffered from Alzheimers and he wanted to pay tribute to the Maudsley Hospital who were ‘superb’, especially Professor Simon Lovestone. McColl explained that Lovestone had been inspired to become a psychogeriatrician, who, McColl told the Lords, were ‘the crème de la crème of the psychiatry world’, by one Colin Godber. The story was that Lovestone met Godber and Godber invited him to come and visit one of his patients at home. At the patient’s house, Lovestone witnessed the patient prepare ‘a nice cream tea’ and then play the piano for half an hour. Lovestone later observed that the patient didn’t seem to be much of a patient and Godber explained that the man whom they had visited wasn’t the patient, it was his wife who had been the patient and Godber had been her doctor. She had died some two years ago and on the anniversary of her death, Godber always went to have tea with her widower. Lovestone was so amazed by the experience that he dedicated the rest of his life to psychiatry.

I don’t know how true this story was – like a few other things that have come out of the mouths of Top Doctors and Angels, it is probably more worthy of Enid Blyton than ‘Old Age Psychiatry’. McColl had already told a whopper when he described psychogeriatricians as the ‘crème de la crème’, but he was telling that whopper to a bunch of Lords most of whom will have not known their arses from their elbows re the Top Doctors and their specialities because most of them are politicians who have been put out to grass to the best day centre in the UK – the others who are Top Doctors themselves have spent their careers lying through their teeth in exactly the same way that McColl was, so they weren’t going to blow the gaffe. I do know that EMI patients in Godber’s care will not have been treated to nice cream teas. Particularly if they were in the care of Southern Health.

As for Lord McColl, the man who was happy to kick-start this fantasy on behalf of the Top Doctors – he is of course a Top Doctor himself, the Professor of Surgery at Guy’s Hospital who retired in 1996 and will know damn well the state of mental health care for the elderly. If his own wife really did receive ‘superb’ care, it will have been because as the wife of a Top Doctor who is also sitting in the Lords someone at the Maudsley decided that she was deserving of a rather better service than the rest of the population. Ian McColl is a Tory peer who was given his peerage in 1989 as a result of his work for disabled people – which is so gobsmacking that I’d like to find out more. He was PPS to John Major, 1994-97 – during the years when Major and Hague organised the cover-up into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal… Between 1997-2000 McColl was Shadow Minister for Health and a Trustee and surgeon to Mercy Ships. I don’t think that I’ll dare step aboard one of those if McColl is all that will stand between me and death. McColl recently became an advocate to stop human trafficking and in June 2015 he introduced a Private Members Bill to prohibit the advertising of prostitution.

The Maudsley trained Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and certainly in 1991 Dr Paul Bowden, a leading light at the Maudsley, was still concealing Dafydd’s wrongdoing.

Godber seems to have spent many years perpetuating myths about the NHS and the care it offers. Godber was one of the signatories to a letter in ‘The Guardian’ on 7 April 2015 concerning the Coalition Gov’ts management of the NHS – written the month before the General Election. Godber et al write that ‘as medical and public health professionals our primary concern is for all patients’. Signatories to that letter included:

Dr Gwen Adshead, community psychiatrist: Gwen Adshead is both a forensic psychiatrist and a forensic psychotherapist and from 1996 for a number of years worked as a consultant at Broadmoor. She has been referred to the GMC on a number of occasions and I think that she has been involved in controversy regarding false memory syndrome. Gwen is the proud possessor of a degree in mindfulness based cognitive therapy which does rather destroy her credibiliy; Professor Richard Bentall, clinical psychologist, Liverpool University: Richard Bentall trained at Bangor University and spent many years working in north Wales. He knew exactly how abusive the mental health services were, he knew how many patients were left destitute or committed suicide, he will have known Dafydd and almost certainly Gwynne as well, he knew about the fraud that was mindfulness based cognitive therapy (see post ‘The Biggest Expert of The Lot’) and as a former Professor in the School of Psychology at Bangor University, he’ll have known about the wrongdoing in that School (see post ‘He’s Not The Messiah, He’s A Very Naughty Boy’). Before Richard Bentall waved goodbye to Bangor and popped over to Liverpool, a friend of mine was accidentally cc’d into an e mail from Bentall after my friend raised concerns about practice in mental health research in north Wales. Bentall admitted in the e mail that it was now virtually impossible to recruit people from north Wales for clinical trials for mental health projects – that was because the patients had all had such distressing experiences with the local mental health professionals that there was absolutely no goodwill left and they weren’t going to volunteer for anything. After seeing this e mail, I began to wonder where all those people had come from who according to Bentall’s colleagues in north Wales had taken part in trials and projects which were of course all written up as successes and published….

Other signatories were Dr Clare Gerada, the former Chair of the Royal College of GPs, who is married to Professor Sir Simon Wessley, the former President of the Royal College of Psychiatrists; Dr Roger Banks, the former Vice-President of the Royal College of Psychiatrists; Professor Dinash Bhugra, the former President of the Royal College of Psychiatrists – Bhugra was Patron of Mark Williams’s Centre for Mindfulness at Oxford University and has been associated with many other questionable things; Professor Allyson Pollock – who for years has said whatever is convenient and whatever will further her own interests and who featured in my post ‘More Summer Reading’; Professor Wendy Savage, who was a friend of Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain who took part in a major research fraud (see post ‘I Don’t Believe It!’) – Wendy Savage also spent a long time as a member of the GMC whilst they ignored dangerous doctors; and none other than dear old Dr David Owen (see post ‘Dr Death’).

‘Our primary concern is for all patients’ – every one of those signatories has remained silent about serious harm to vulnerable people and some of them have been personally close to people involved in scandals or have been at the centre of scandals themselves.

 

‘The Daily Echo’, 7 Sept 2011 reported that five Southampton doctors had signed a letter calling for the Gov’t to stop their NHS reforms because they would result in ‘irreparable harm to the NHS’. Godber was a signatory. The irreparable harm to the NHS in north Wales had occurred decades before, whilst Godber’s dad ensured that Dafydd and Gwynne remained untouchable. Ironically at the time that Godber signed this letter, the Betsi Board in north Wales did have a CEO, Mary Burrows, who was doing her best to confront the entrenched corruption – the crooks who were still alive whom Godber’s father protected and many of their children and friends hounded her out. Since Mary departed the Board has sunk deeper and deeper into the red, is completely unable to recruit and was put into special measures after the biggest scandal involving the abuse and neglect of elderly mentally ill patients that had yet happened in the UK. The crème de la crème! That’s why patients were filmed undercover crawling around naked on floors covered with urine and faeces, one with an untreated broken arm, whilst nurses swore at them (see posts ‘The Tawel Fan Scandal’ and ‘Update On Tawel Fan Scandal -Sept 16th 2016’). No member of staff was disciplined – except for the nurse who blew the whistle who was suspended, arrested, sacked and received death threats. A member of staff had previously raised concerns but they were told by a psychogeriatrician – obviously a member of the crème de la crème de la crème – to keep quiet and that he ‘didn’t want any more complaints’.

An earlier offering from Godber appeared in ‘The Independent’ on 16 Aug 1994, in which he blasted that ‘the care of the elderly and others with chronic illness’ has been ‘most blatantly betrayed under the smokescreen of the new double-speak of community care’. Godber mentions the ‘lame semantics’ of a previous correspondent and talks about the ‘concerted effort to squeeze much of NHS hospital respite care out of health’. Godber’s analysis of what was happening at the time was quite correct – I watched it myself in north Wales. The patients who had care withdrawn from them when the day hospital at the Hergest Unit closed down, many of whom died, were the very same patients who could remember what Dafydd had done to them decades previously when Godber senior had ignored it all (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part IV’). In 1994 the Jilllings Investigation into the abuse of children in care in north Wales since 1974 was underway. The abuse that had been facilitated by Dafydd and Gwynne whilst George Godber was CMO. When the Jillings Report was submitted in 1996 it was so damning that the Council’s insurers ordered it to be withheld from everyone – even the Council who had commissioned it – because what had happened in north Wales was indefensible. The Report was pulped. To this day the only people who read the full unredacted version were the Council’s insurers and legal advisors. See post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake’ for details.

George Godber retired in 1973. One of his obituaries observed that ‘the shape of the NHS in the mid 1970s was very materially determined by Godber’s influence’. The Jillings Report investigated the abuse of children in north Wales from 1974 onwards  – and the role played by the NHS and other agencies.

Both Godber Major and Godber Minor seem to have been particularly well-versed in the art of the smokescreen of double-speak themselves.

 

 

Little Things Hitting Each Other

In my post ‘Compare And Contrast – The Case Of Two Doctors And The General Medical Council’, I discussed the disciplining of Dr Ann Dally by the GMC for prescribing controlled drugs to addicts in the 1980s. I noted that Dally had been vigorously pursued by the GMC for doing exactly what Dr Dafydd Alun Jones was known to be doing (see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’), except that Dafydd was facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring as well, which afforded him considerable protection from the authorities. I wondered who had been so keen to nail Dally and why even her connections to the Royals – her husband Dr Peter Dally had attended Princess Margaret at the behest of Lord Snowdon – hadn’t been enough to keep her out of trouble. In that post I stated that I would read the book that Ann Dally wrote about it all to see if I could work out what was going on.

I have now read Ann’s book, ‘A Doctor’s Story’, which she finished writing in the late 1980s. I think that I have worked out what was going on and it’s gobsmacking, as are the activities of some of the people involved in the drama.

Ann Dally wrote convincingly about the problems that drug addicts faced when trying to gain treatment, either for their addiction or anything else. She stated bluntly that doctors hated addicts, that psychiatrists usually refused to treat them and that in the 1980s some GPs surgeries even had notices up stating that they would not treat addicts. She stated that psychiatrists took the view that addicts should be disposed of within the prison system and that if a female addict became pregnant social services usually removed their child as a matter of routine. All this is true. I heard these opinions of addicts being openly articulated by people when I worked in the London medical schools in the late 1980s/90s. I was told by a number of people working in the NHS in north Wales that the reason why Dr Dafydd Alun Jones was given the remit for treating all the addicts in the region was that the other psychiatrists all refused to treat them.

However I also knew from my friendship with a man who had been a drug abuser himself that addicts will speak highly of any doctor who gives them drugs – they do not care about anything else other than securing the drugs. This is not merely my interpretation of what I saw, the former drug user told me this himself. I also witnessed him tell one of the nurses at the Hergest Unit this everyday story of drug using folk. Both this man and I were objecting to Dafydd Alun Jones being allowed into the Hergest Unit in the face of so many allegations of his serious misconduct and in the wake of the serious complaints that I had made about him going completely uninvestigated. The nurse tried to defend the Hergest Unit by saying ‘those patients want to see him, they like him’, to which my friend responded ‘of course they like him, he gives them drugs and I should know because I used to be like that myself’. Both I and this man heard addicts openly boasting that Dafydd was great because ‘he’ll give you anything you want’.

The medical treatment of addicts became a hot potato in the 1980s. There had been an ideological change driven by a very influential, indeed overtly powerful part of the medical establishment. Until the mid-1970s, Drug Dependency Units (DDUs) in NHS hospitals prescribed maintenance therapy for addicts – in other words opiate substitutes such as methadone were prescribed without ever asking the addict to withdraw. The addicts were given repeat prescriptions for the same (sometimes high) dose for as long as they requested it. Prescribing was often very generous and cocktails involving stimulants and depressants were frequently prescribed. Addicts could also be prescribed heroin and cocaine if the doctor saw fit to do so. A lot of addicts – and doctors like Ann Dally – argued that this was by far the best approach, that the actual drug itself did little harm and that the real problems were caused by what addicts did to get the drugs if they couldn’t receive them on prescription. It was established that addicts turned to crime to acquire the money to buy drugs, that they lived in terrible conditions because their time and money was spent in pursuit of drugs and nothing else, that they acquired blood borne infections through sharing needles with other people and that their lives descended into chaos. Dally et al argued that addicts could actually live productive lives that were indistinguishable from non-addicts if they were prescribed maintenance drugs. There was evidence that for some addicts this was true.  From the latter half of the 1970s, there was great pressure from certain parts of the medical establishment on NHS DDUs not to provide maintenance doses, but to instead make it a condition of treatment that addicts must withdraw – quite quickly as well – and become completely drug-free. Eventually very few DDUs would actually provide maintenance therapy, so in the 1980s an increasing number of addicts began seeking out doctors in private practice who would prescribe maintenance therapy – obviously this was a service that addicts had to pay for. It hadn’t previously been an issue because when NHS clinics had prescribed freely and generously, addicts had less to gain by going to a private practice.

Ann Dally alleged that the driver for the refusal to prescribe maintenance therapy was coming from the ‘Maudsley Mafia’, a small group of psychiatrists in teaching hospitals like the Maudsley who were incredibly powerful. Why they wanted to push through this change to clinical practice is open to debate. Work published since that time states that very little was actually known about drug dependence and how to treat it, even by the specialist NHS DDUs, so people were just floundering about in the dark. Dr Thomas Bewley, President of the Royal College of Psychiatrists and allegedly a drug dependency expert, was to say later that ‘no-one had the faintest idea of what they were doing and were all expected to solve the problem of drug dependence’. There seems to have been a lot of truth in this confession.

It has been widely speculated that the change in clinical practice resulted from Margaret Thatcher’s administrations doing as they were asked by the US administrations at that time, when the Reagan and later Bush were holding their much publicised ‘War On Drugs’. Thatcher was so keen to maintain the ‘special relationship’ that she simply went along with US policy. Whatever the reason, by the mid-80s there was very great pressure on the private doctors who had been prescribing maintenance therapy not to do so anymore, so doctors who did prescribe found themselves greatly in demand. Something though was not working, because by the mid-80s, drug use was increasing greatly, even in provincial areas like north Wales. The advent of HIV-AIDS increased the problems of intravenous drug-users and provided an extra layer of complexity.

Until 2007, the Drugs Branch in the Home Office were responsible for monitoring controlled drugs and Home Office Drugs Inspectors visited doctors prescribing controlled drugs at least once every two years. If doctors were thought to be prescribing irresponsibly, under the Misuse of Drugs Act (1967) they could find themselves called by the Home Office before a Tribunal, which could remove their powers to prescribe controlled drugs. They could then be referred to the GMC – although this rarely happened. Doctors wanting to prescribe certain drugs needed a Home Office licence.

I remember the growing problem of drug use in north Wales at the time. In 1984 the corrupt GP Dr D.G.E. Wood – who was concealing the wrongdoing of Dafydd et al – told me that ‘heroin is now a local problem’. Dafydd himself was appearing at public meetings dispensing his wisdom concerning the problem and there was much ranting in the local newspapers and on Welsh TV. In north Wales a lot of people got very excited and did not seem to be able to distinguish occasional cannabis users from heroin and cocaine addicts. Just to confuse matters, it became clear that there was a big problem with police corruption, especially in drug squads. I witnessed a bit of this in north Wales – the corrupt officers were busy pursuing students and hippies and if necessary planting drugs on them, whilst organised criminals involved in importing and distributing drugs were left to carry on doing business. I knew that the same thing was happening in the west country and in Manchester and it will no doubt have been happening in London. What I knew about in Bangor though was poor people taking drugs – people on the council estates in Caernarfon, Bangor or Holyhead, or in rural locations such as Anglesey.

Ann Dally’s patients were rather different. Ann and Peter Dally were society doctors. They both came from privileged families themselves and trained at St Thomas’s, which is considered to be the medical school of the privileged classes. Ann Dally’s own account explains that they were both completely committed to the NHS – they qualified very soon after the establishment of the NHS – and never expected to move into private practice. As a young doctor Peter Dally worked as a psychiatrist under the dreadful Dr William Sargant at St Thomas’s and built up his private practice when Sargant went away for a few months and Peter Dally took over his patients for him. Sargant returned, but Dally found himself in such demand that he began renting consulting room space in the same building as Sargant. Dally was a consultant at Westminster Hospital as well, but eventually found that he didn’t have time to do both the NHS work at Westminster and his private work, so he gave up the NHS work. Ann Dally had a lot of children and began her family soon after qualifying, so she worked in Family Planning clinics and did work with women and children, because that fitted around her family. She moved into private work through ‘helping Peter’ with his practice.

Ann Dally writes very convincingly as a compassionate doctor who is angered by suffering and injustice. There are inconsistencies though. Although at one point she mentions that she only ever went into private work because the NHS did not reach up to the idealistic expectations that she had of it, she maintains that she rarely met anyone working in the NHS who was cruel to patients or malicious and that no-one working in the NHS was judgemental. Dally’s story is that EVERYONE was working for the benefit of the patients, even if they had their foibles or clashed with their colleagues. Yet she provides first hand anecdotes of appalling practice. As a very junior doctor working in obstetrics, she has a patient in labour whose condition is such that she will die if a caesarean is performed – although there is concern about the baby. Dally is faced with a senior registrar who is a devout Roman Catholic and wants to perform the caesarean to save the baby, although he knows this will kill the mother. Dally is so horrified that she goes to seek help from a higher authority and gets a grade A bollocking for having brought the unfortunate views of the senior registrar into the light of day – although everyone knew that he was about to kill a patient. A fudge is undertaken, the senior registrar is persuaded to go elsewhere for a few hours whilst someone takes over the care of the woman in labour, preventing a murder. It is made clear to Dally that much embarrassment has been caused and that she must never interfere in such a manner again. Again and again Dally recounts tales of patients being treated appallingly, of psychiatry having such a poor reputation that good medical graduates run away from it screaming, of mad incompetent sadistic psychiatrists who have no idea of what they are doing, of ‘research’ in psychiatry that was laughable and of realising that if she is looking after someone with psychiatric problems she needs to do her best to ensure that they aren’t ever admitted to a mental hospital (particularly Tooting Bec). As for never meeting anyone malicious working in the NHS – she witnesses a young woman who had taken an overdose being deliberately sent to the back of the queue in casualty by the nurse on duty ‘to teach her a lesson’. The delay in treatment is such that the young woman dies. Documentation is then altered to conceal the delay in treatment. The coroner knows what happened but he colludes and asks no questions.

Dally maintains that when she was working in obstetrics and gynaecology, most beds were taken by women who were in need of treatment following illegal abortions. I have been told this by others who worked in the NHS in the 1950s, it’s one reason why so many staff welcomed the 1967 Abortion Act. However Dally admits to something that I have never heard or indeed read before. That at St Thomas’s there were at least two consultants openly performing illegal abortions – and a lot of them. Dally knew all about it because she assisted them – because they had identified her as a junior doctor who would agree to help them with this task. Dally must presume that her readers are complete ignoramuses – she breezily explained that they were not breaking the law. They were. I understand what the law was at that time and Dally and her colleagues were breaking it in a very big way. Dally also mentions a Professor Dugald Baird who performed abortions on ‘any women who didn’t want to have babies’, stating that this was legal. No, it was not. I am very glad that the law changed and I can understand the sympathy that Dally and her colleagues had for those women with unwanted pregnancies, but that lot were completely flouting the law and they will have known it. So who was Professor Dugald Baird? He was one of the most ‘distinguished’ names in obstetrics and gynaecology at the time and had a Chair at the University of Aberdeen. He was a pioneer in Family Planning Clinics. His son Professor David Tennant Baird was instrumental in gaining approval for the ‘morning after pill’ RU-486 to be made available in the UK. Dugald Baird’s other son, D. Euan Baird, before he retired in 2003 was Chair and CEO of Schlumberger, the biggest oilfields service company in the world. Ann would probably describe it as a wind farm. The Baird Family Hospital in Aberdeen, named after Dugald and his clan, is due to open in 2020.

So Ann was capable of bending the rules, reassuring everyone that she was not, denying some real horrors which led to disastrous results for patients and giving a good impression throughout all this that she was a radical, caring doctor who only had the best interests of her patients at heart.

Ann Dally became famous for her clashes with the GMC over her prescribing for addicts, but there’s a few lines in the book that point to a other problems as well. Dally did a great deal of work in what she calls ‘medical journalism’ and ordinary ‘journalism’ when she was young to earn money. She stresses that she was always very careful never to accept patients who had contacted her on the basis of articles of hers that they had read, because that would contravene the GMC rules on advertising. So if they did contact her, she sent them off back to their GP – who then referred them to her anyway. OK, I can see how that could be constructed as adhering to the rules, but as a youngish doctor Ann was investigated when an article that she wrote turned up in a porn magazine no less. Ann’s story was that someone had sold an article on gynaecology ‘behind her back’. So what the hell was in that article? I have read numerous books and articles on obstetrics and gynaecology and they really are not written in the style or indeed in the language that a reader of a porn magazine would be interested in or in which most of them would even understand. Particularly articles dating from the 1960s. Even work by the likes of Masters and Johnson which was considered explicit and most controversial would have had difficulty appealing to soft pornographers. Ann doesn’t explain in her book how she ended up being investigated – she only mentions it because when she first trots off to get advice re the charges of irresponsible prescribing, one of the legal advisors from the MDU remembers her from twenty years previously, from the case with the porn mag.

So after witnessing no-one ever misbehaving themselves in the NHS, Ann and Peter went into private practice in the early 1960s. They began by practicing from their family home in Dulwich – it was only some years later that they purchased a lease on a building in one of the most prestigious locations in Harley Street. But business booms at Dulwich. Ann mentions that Peter has some very ‘grand’ patients. Although they are running an extensive private practice they do not have a secretary or ‘anything official’. The children are taught how to answer the phone and the kids are also told that if they do answer the phone and it’s someone who says they are ringing from Buckingham Palace, the children must not think it’s a joke because it will be someone ringing from Buckingham Palace. Ann mentions that one does not charge a fee when one treats Royalty, one has to be available at any time of the day or night and one must treat them in secret. Ann finds treating the Royals a bit of a pain, but it does wonders for one’s reputation. As well as the Royal Family, Ann mentions that their patients included holders of accounts at Coutts, aristocrats, heirs to famous family fortunes, City brokers, property developers, writers, musicians, senior people from the BBC, journalists, solicitors, pop stars and civil servants and the families of these people. She mentions that they have international patients including many Arabs, and have treated the children of some of the wealthiest and most publicised people. One of her patients was a princess from a Gulf state and Ann goes to visit her at the Wellington Hospital. A suite of rooms has been booked for relatives, ladies-in-waiting and servants – as well as a group of ‘pubescent girls’ dressed identically, whom the translator explains to Ann are ‘slave girls from Nubia’. Ann observes that she’s never met slaves before. One of Ann’s patients was a Cabinet Minister who was ‘raving mad and almost naked, chasing his boyfriend around the clinic’. Ann was called to attend another patient who was a fraudster who ‘went mad’ in an hotel whilst developing up a huge scam – another psychiatrist who was initially called to deal with him had tried to become a partner in the scam. It was left to Ann to save the day. She remarks drily that the GMC never got to hear about this. So she didn’t report any of it then.

The most worry anecdote regarding the Dallys’ interesting patients though is one about a retired Army officer. He had consulted Peter Dally after he had amputated his own leg at the knee and couldn’t explain why he had done this. An ’eminent psychiatrist’ had paid them all a visit at the Dallys’ place but no-one could find anything wrong with the retired officer. With Peter’s therapeutic skills though, they eventually got to the truth. The retired officer ‘had a fantasy’ that his mission in life was to model artificial limbs and have sexual relationships with amputees. As he was now getting on in years, he felt that it was time to ‘put his fantasy into practice’. Police had found literature from artificial limb suppliers in his house and they had founds stacks of anatomy and surgery textbooks which contained detailed instructions on how to perform amputations. The Dallys’ noticed that their patient had made a very good job of his own amputation.

I think that I know what had been going on and it wasn’t what the Dallys’ claimed. Amputating limbs is a highly skilled business, one needs to be shown how to do it, one needs to practice and one needs the right drugs and equipment. Diagrams in surgery books, even the best ones, don’t look anything like the unholy mess that one is faced with if one cuts oneself open. You need to learn from someone who already knows and you need to learn how to interpret surgery manuals as well. That retired officer had operated previously, probably quite often. And someone trained in surgery had taught him. He almost certainly had an amputee fetish – I can’t remember the word for the syndrome now, but it is recognised – and he had been amputating other people’s limbs as well as his own in order to have sex with them. And he was obviously supplying the prosthetics as well. The Dallys had discovered a very worrying situation there. Not that there is a word about how they resolved it, let alone who taught the retired officer to operate or who supplied him with the drugs etc necessary. It’s just written up as an example of ‘people do the funniest things’.

Ann and Peter are acutely aware of how discreet they must be when they are dealing with very rich law breaking patients, particularly those who are famous or in public life. Ann explains that a psychiatric diagnosis must be avoided at all costs and freely admits that lies are told and elaborate pantomimes are set up with other Top Doctors and hospitals. Ann explains that a statement is sent out to the press explaining that the person concerned is going into hospital for medical or surgical problem – heart, kidney or whatever – and a surgeon or physician is sent in through the front door of the hospital to have a few words with the reporters, whilst the psychiatrist goes in through the back entrance.

So the Dallys must have had a reputation as being pretty useful if you were filthy rich and either up to something embarrassing or unlawful. No wonder their practice was so popular.

Not only would you have needed much dosh to have afforded to consult Ann Dally if you were a drug addict, but you would have needed to prove it. Ann didn’t treat plebs. Or people who looked dirty or unkempt or anyone rude or aggressive or even anyone that her secretaries (by the time that she was treating addicts she was employing secretaries) ‘didn’t like’. She asked for income tax returns and pay slips to show that you could afford to pay. Not only did you have to pay Ann (she helpfully details her prices for prescriptions in the book), but you had to pay the chemist too. Furthermore, if you were a patient of Ann’s you had to only go to one of the chemists that was on the list that she gave you, for some reason you couldn’t just go to any old chemist – although that would have been quite legal. Ann states that she very much prefers working with intelligent patients and that she didn’t treat anyone who was psychotic because treating such patients caused her so much anxiety. They also need looking after and can’t just be sent out of the door with a prescription.

If you had the money to pay – and of course the money for designer clothes so people who were very obviously addicts popping in to pick up their scripts didn’t actually look as though they were – Ann certainly provided a good service. She got the social services off your back if you were a parent who was in danger of having your kids removed and she undertook medico-legal work as well, having a ‘moral obligation’ to go to Court ‘for a patient who needed my help’. Ann would even turn up to a Court case the very next day if necessary – presumably if the Royal had been arrested and had found themselves in the cells waiting to appear before the Magistrates for the first hearing – and she’d cancel everything and if necessary travel many miles if the Court case was outside of London. Ann also doubled up as Santa – she kept a drawer full of gifts for older children who were visiting the dealer with their parents and the children were allowed to choose a gift on every visit. Ann observed that it made her very popular with the children. So they’d obviously say the right thing to the social services or the judge.

Truly a Dafydd for the upper classes and rich and famous!

Ann does tell the truth at times in her book re drug addiction – again, it’s when she describes some of the grim practices of the NHS drug clinics. She relates that the ‘detoxing’ that the clinics forced on people was no more than a box-ticking exercise, that drugs were freely available in these clinics on the black market, that addicts took them and that the staff knew about this but nothing was said as long as the patients weren’t caught doing it. The clinics wanted to pretend that the patients were detoxing successfully because the clinic would then boast of their success, the patients went along with the charade because they had often been sent to the clinic as an alternative to prison and although the care provided by the clinics was very poor and neglect was the order of the day, the patients preferred being in hospital to prison. The patients would then be discharged as ‘drug free’ no matter what sort of state they were in. Some of the UK’s ‘leading authorities’ in drug dependency presided over clinics like this.

This description of Dally’s pretty much equates to everything that I ever heard about Dafydd’s ‘drug unit’ at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh.

So although Dally was no doubt quite correct in her descriptions of the loathing that nearly all doctors had for addicts and the very poor ‘care’ that they received from the few psychiatrists who would agree to treat them, there was something about her practices that caused the GMC to haul her up before them three times over a period of a few years, whereas they nearly always left it to the Home Office alone to deal with ‘irresponsible prescribing’. I have mentioned that Dally attributed her problems to a group of powerful doctors in the medical establishment who really had it in for her, although their own clinics were very mediocre, corners were cut and rules and laws were flouted. Dally was definitely clashing with certain Top Doctors, although some of them were so obnoxious it would be difficult not to clash with them. She did have a lot of support though – from a number of other high profile Top Doctors and from swathes of the liberal media who really did take the view that she had been wronged. At the time there was acres written about her case along with the cases of Dr Wendy Savage and Dr Marietta Higgs, who also clashed with the higher echelons of the medical establishment in the mid 80s.

The common theme was that these were three ‘powerful women doctors’ and the misogynist old gits who ran medicine just couldn’t bear strong wimmin, so the boys’ club went after them. I believe that this is a misreading. The cases of these three women were all completely different – although Wendy Savage and Ann Dally supported each other and were quite friendly. (Wendy Savage wrote the foreword to Ann’s book.) The lay press interpreted the Savage case as Mrs Savage being a female, feminist, Labour Party supporting Top Doctor who was encouraging childbirth with less medical intervention than most of the allegedly Tory hi-tech birth supporting male colleagues surrounding her. But there were plenty of Top Doctors who weren’t Tories, plenty of ones with an interest in low-intervention births and even a few who liked to think of themselves as feminists. And lots of younger female obstetricians were in training. It was common knowledge in London that Wendy Savage and the Professor of her department hated each other, had done so for a very long time and a civil war had broken out. He saw his chance and put the boot in and tried to get rid of her. Dr Marietta Higgs had caused havoc in Cleveland for the local hospital by removing hundreds of children from their parents on the grounds that she believed that they had been anally raped. She had so many kids taken into care that foster homes couldn’t be found for them all and they were placed in the local paediatric wards. There were no beds left for sick children, parents were protesting on hospital premises, writs were flying and chaos had broken out. This happened as Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and I were writing to politicians and Ministers raising the alarm about events in north Wales – I have previously speculated that Cleveland provided a very useful distraction to allegations in north Wales that children were being sexually abused by the social services themselves and that there seemed to be a widespread network of professionals colluding with this. I have no idea whether Marietta Higgs really believed that all those children had been abused or not – she certainly won’t have been a worse doctor for being a woman, but if somebody wanted to manipulate her in the way that I suspect that they did, being a woman will have been a bonus. After all, women are caring and could never be colluding with or concealing the organised abuse of children could they? It’s why female social workers, Top Doctors and Angels were repeatedly told by Dafydd et al to tell the police that I’d threatened them or that they were terrified of me – it looks better coming from a Woman In Fear.

The case of Ann Dally was completely different from either Wendy Savage or Marietta Higgs. It was also driven by a rather different group of people, although the public scrap was among Top Doctors. From what I can gather from Ann Dally’s book, it was the police who very much wanted to nail her.

The police were so keen to demonstrate that Ann Dally was up to no good that they routinely questioned drug addicts in London as to whether they knew Ann Dally or if any of their friends knew her, they sent officers undercover who then purchased drugs from patients of Ann’s, former police officers were employed as private detectives to investigate the chemists to which she sent her patients and at one point Scotland Yard held an investigation into her. Paperwork from her accountant was examined -although that had been at the request of one of Dally’s barristers in an attempt to help her – and all of her financial affairs were probed. There was an attempt to bring a charge of deception against Ann.

The results were varied. One of Ann’s patients claimed that the police drafted his statement implicating her and he just signed it. One undercover officer did succeed in purchasing drugs from one of Dally’s patients. When prescriptions were examined it was discovered that Dally had been prescribing very generously for a lot of people. Dally herself talked of ‘1000s’ of addicts phoning or dropping in at her house. By Dally’s own admission, no-one could understand her accounts – not even her and Peter (Ann and Peter divorced in 1979 but remained on good terms and continued to run the practice together). Her rationale for this was that their accountant was unbeknown to them an alcoholic who was having a nervous breakdown. The Dallys were psychiatrists who specialised in addiction problems – were they too busy with Princess Margaret to notice their poor accountant disintegrating in front of them? I mentioned in my post ‘Compare And Contrast – The Case Of Two Doctors And The General Medical Council’ that the property owned and lifestyle enjoyed by Ann Dally as described by the GMC wasn’t that different from that enjoyed by many Harley Street Top Doctors at the time – they all trousered a lot of money. However, I note that in Ann’s book she states that a police officer was alleged to have made a comment to one of Ann’s patients about the amount of money that she must be making after he’d performed a few calculations. The police often get things badly wrong but one thing that the police are very good at is spotting when people seem to be in possession of a rather more money than one would expect, I’ve been very impressed with the police’s talent in this area. This morning someone who knew that I was researching the Dally case mentioned that there was cash stashed everywhere, not just in the Dallys’ bank account. It seemed to be complaints and questions sparked off by the police that landed Ann in trouble on each occasion.

One of Ann’s patients ended up in the secure prison on the Isle of Wight serving a three year stretch for supplying drugs. This man had been referred to Ann by a GP who ‘was under threat from the Home Office’ and who didn’t want to prescribe for him anymore. The patient had been an addict for many, many years, had a criminal record and told Ann that he was interested in qualifying as a social worker – he was undertaking a preliminary course at Coventry Poly and had been receiving treatment from a doctor at the Poly. Ann explains in her book that he had ‘exploited’ the ‘drug doctors’ of the 60s, Lady Frankau and Dr Petro and had received huge quantities of drugs from them. Lady Isabella Frankau and Petro were legendary. Frankau was acknowledged as being the mainstay of the flourishing illicit heroin market in the early 1960s – the Home Office considered her very harmful. She also prescribed cocaine and told other doctors to do this, which led to a cocaine market developing. Her prescribing was so bizarre as to be indefensible. Frankau was basically a drug dealer to high society. Petro was struck off. Ann’s patient who had previously acquired his goodies from Frankau and Petro also broke into the surgery of the doctor from Coventry Poly. I don’t know what his excuse for doing that was, but he told Ann that he hadn’t been supplying drugs, one of his friends was suffering from withdrawal symptoms so he’d lent him some drugs.

I have mentioned that the Home Office Drugs Branch were responsible for inspecting and monitoring doctors prescribing controlled drugs. Ann seemed to have a remarkably friendly relationship with some of those Inspectors, although she noticed that as the 1980s rolled on, the Inspectors were getting tougher and tougher on prescribing doctors. The Chief Inspector of the Drugs Branch between 1977 until his retirement in 1986 was Bing Spear. He had first entered the Drugs Branch of the Home Office in 1952 as an Inspector and was Deputy Chief Inspector between 1965-77. Bing Spear seems to have lingered on in the memories of many people who had doings with the world of addiction before he retired. He was of course a civil servant, but he seems to have been quite an unusual one. Spear had an excellent knowledge of the doctors working in drug dependency – he will have definitely known Dafydd – as well as of the voluntary bodies, Gov’t officials, police and customs officers. He also spent a lot of time mixing with addicts in the West End and personally knew nearly all of them. Not only that, but he knew who the dealers who initially had sold them drugs were, how long they’d been addicts, where there current supplies were coming from and who their current girlfriends were. He was known to be good friends with a number of addicts and would even turn up with them to attend the seminars of Prof Arnold Trebach – an American ‘legalise all drugs’ campaigner – when Trebach was in London. Bing was famous for being someone whom the addicts could go to ‘for help’. Bing’s stated ambition after he retired was to run an addicts union and ‘get the addicts organised’. (Dally was also enthusiastic about addicts establishing their own groups to lobby for their rights – she assisted in setting up one such group and her sons provided the group with free office space.) Bing was not a drugs outreach worker, he was a civil service Mandarin.

Bing Spear didn’t just prove helpful to addicts, Ann Dally really rated him too. He made it known that he ‘didn’t like’ the NHS DDUs and ‘encouraged’ Ann in her work with addicts. It was Bing who first warned Ann about the ‘mafia’ of Top Doctors working in drugs dependency – Bing was good enough to give Ann the names of those involved and provide her with the low-down on their techniques. It was also Bing who warned her when the mafia had their knives out for her. Ann’s first encounter with Bing was interesting. As her business boomed, she rang Bing for advice and was told by him that he had been waiting for her to ring because he thought that she’d need his help.

Bing certainly stuck his neck out on behalf of Ann. Ann maintained that the Top Doctors who condemned her were an ‘amorphous powerful’ group, comprised mostly of London DDU consultants, supported by a few others outside of London. Bing publicly identified the group in an interview in New Statesman. They had a number of connections with the Royal Colleges and the GMC and were especially influential because they had the confidence of David Mellor, the Minister at the Home Office. Mellor frequently appeared on TV explaining how he was ‘determined to beat the evil’ of drugs.

Ann got on very well with Bing’s colleague John Lawson as well – Lawson was the Senior Home Office Inspector for Drugs for London and the South East. Bing and Lawson were usually the Inspectors who visited Ann. As the authorities clamped down more and more on the prescribing of controlled drugs – and pursued Ann – by 1985 John Lawson had been transferred to Bristol, where he was responsible for the South West and Wales. Ann’s perception was that Lawson had been transferred because he was ‘too soft’ on doctors and the Home Office wanted a ‘hardliner’ in his place. But Lawson wasn’t demoted – he was transferred and given responsibility for WALES. So at the time that Dafydd was building up his empire in north Wales, John Lawson, a notoriously soft Inspector where questionable prescribing was concerned was transferred to Wales – where he would be responsible for inspecting and monitoring one Dr Dafydd Alun Jones.

Bing Spear retired in 1986, although Ann’s book suggests that he resigned, supposedly out of disgust at the way that her colleague Dr John Marks was being treated. Long before he retired however, Bing was in poor health.  Ann talks of him as being ‘yellow’ and having to go into hospital frequently for extended stays because of his heart and kidney troubles – there was usually a crisis when this happened because once Bing was indisposed, unfortunate things would happen to Ann at the hands of the authorities and Bing wouldn’t be there to fix it.

As I read the accounts of Bing and his somewhat unusual lifestyle for the most senior civil servant in the Home Office Drugs Branch, I couldn’t help wondering if perhaps Bing dabbled in a bit of chemical recreation himself. He hated the mafia who were restricting the supply of controlled drugs, didn’t seem too keen on helping the police or even his own colleagues in the Home Office, provided mountains of helpful advice and warnings to Ann when people were about to launch an investigation into her and he was a yellow colour and had extended stays in hospital. We know from Ann’s own account that some of her patients were civil servants and that if such folk had to be admitted to hospital for drug or psychiatric problems a pack of lies was told and it was all blamed on medical or surgical problems.

Ann Dally ended up appearing in front of the GMC on three separate occasions, on a number of charges. She was never struck off but was suspended and at one point banned from prescribing controlled drugs for 14 months – she appealed against the decision but lost the appeal. Her view was that until the early 1980s the GMC adopted a rather benign attitude to doctors treating addicts as well as to many other matters. Ann felt that their attitude changed ‘with a vengeance’ after Lord John Richardson retired as President – the GMC became much more of a prosecuting body and began hiring prosecutors, some with Old Bailey experience, in order to secure convictions against doctors.

The GMC were going through a torrid time during the years in which they were demanding Ann’s presence in front of the fitness to practice committee. There was public dissatisfaction with them because doctors were just never removed no matter how gross or lethal their misconduct – it was at this time that complaints were pouring into the GMC about Dafydd Alun Jones but there was zilch action taken – but doctors too were rising up against the GMC. The source of the doctors’ dissatisfaction was the GMC’s request a few years previously for an annual fee in order to retain their registration with the GMC. Doctors went ape and – among junior doctors in particular – there was a mass rebellion. Dr Michael O’Donnell – who was by then working as a full time journalist rather than a doctor – was a key figure in organising the revolt which resulted in O’Donnell being voted onto the GMC committee and then thousands of doctors refusing to pay their fee to the GMC. The GMC threatened to strike them all off and Keith Joseph, the then Secretary of State for Health, had kittens at the prospect of a shortfall of doctors in the public workforce. He set up a Public Inquiry Chaired by the nuclear physicist Sir Alec Merrison in order to try to placate the Top Doctors. Michael O’Donnell remained on the GMC committee and was as difficult as he could be. He was sympathetic to Dally – he had been a student at Tommy’s with her – and at the beginning of one of the hearings into her fitness to practice he walked out of the committee and did not return. Although O’Donnell was known for making those sorts of gestures.

Ann Dally did a number of things after she was banned from prescribing that confirmed the suspicions of those who believed that she was a purveyor of drugs. After the sentence was announced, there was a short lag before it actually came into effect – Dally had to receive written notification before it was effective. So she went back to Harley Street and literally churned out prescriptions until the very second that she was legally prevented from doing so. It was rather like the last day of the sales. It transpired that Dally had been confused about the rules and that she actually could have spent a few more hours dishing out the goodies. She only found out about this when she was told by a worker in a drugs organisation – she was on very good terms with these bodies as well – that her addicts had all complained about her because she could have prescribed for longer than she did.

As my friend observed re Dafydd – of course they like him, he gives them drugs…

Ann’s fan club dwindled quite suddenly when she was no longer dispensing. She made another little slip though – she did stop prescribing opiates but she continued to prescribe other controlled drugs. She was caught and a lot of people were very cross. Her supporters feared that this was it, she would now be struck off, although amazingly enough she wasn’t. Ann’s story was that she ‘didn’t know’ the drugs that she prescribed were on the controlled list. Which would seem to be an inexplicable lack of knowledge for a specialist in addiction who is being monitored by the Home Office – particularly one who had just been suspended by the GMC for irresponsible prescribing.

The fate of some of Ann’s patients after she could no longer treat them could be used to support either her view of good clinical practice or her opponents. A number of them were caught dealing and ended up in prison, some were involved in other criminal offences and some of them sadly died. There were indications that some of her patients were rather less vulnerable and knew how to survive in the big bad world. To illustrate how important it was for her to be allowed to continue to prescribe whatever her addicts requested, Ann Dally recounted anecdotes of them saying things like ‘oh well I’ll just have to commit a robbery then’. One man explained immediately that he’d return to Pakistan and begin importing heroin. Another patient was a ‘local authority worker with the elderly’ – presumably a social worker or similar – and told Ann that his elderly patients trusted him and had confided in him where they had hidden money and valuables. This man told Ann that if she were to stop prescribing and he was left without his fix, he didn’t think that he’d be able to resist turning the old folk’s houses over. Dally claims that she knew that a number of her patients did make arrangements to turn to serious crime.

In the aftermath of Ann Dally’s suspension there was substantial media interest both in her case and in the debate regarding the best way of treating drug addicts. She made TV and radio appearances and a flurry of articles in the press were published. The publicity surrounding her own particular case eventually died down, but the treatment of drug addicts remained problematic. Dr John Marks, who ran a clinic in Widnes on Merseyside, also treated addicts using maintenance therapy. Unlike Dally, Marks had the support of the police – the Cheshire police carried out some fairly sound research and concluded that there had been a huge decrease in drug-related crime as a consequence of Dr Marks’ practice. Dealers also stopped frequenting the area because there was no demand for their wares. Dr Marks’ locality was one of the few areas in the UK where there was no HIV-AIDS cases at all. Nonetheless, Dr Marks’ clinic was closed down by sleight of hand – a local authority reorganisation took place which led to the disappearance of his Health Authority and thus his clinic. Dr Marks emigrated to New Zealand. A previous post describes how Dr John Marks wanted to relocate to north Wales but Gwynedd Health Authority blocked his appointment on the grounds that he was ‘controversial’. They gave the contract for substance abuse services to Dafydd Alun Jones instead.

So that’s an overview of the Ann Dally case. As ever, if we really want to shed light on the more interesting aspects of it all, we need to take a look at those who played leading roles in the drama, including both those who supported Dally and those who opposed her.

 

Dally knew influential people and public figures from her earliest days. She was from a well-known family and Marie Stopes was among the family’s friends. She was at Somerville College with Margaret Thatcher – although they weren’t friends – and scores of people whom she studied with at Tommy’s became big names in medicine. She was of course taught by many big names in medicine. We have seen the sort of patients whom she treated – even the most modest of them were solidly middle class and affluent and some were members of the Royal Family. Someone like Ann Dally would be able to muster a great deal of support when they encountered difficulties of any sort. I suspect that the fact that so many of her friends and patients worked in the media may have been responsible for much of the sympathetic coverage that her case received.

Although Dally and her mates didn’t seem to like Thatcher at all when they were at Oxford, when in 1983 Dally was invited to Downing Street in her capacity as an ‘expert’ in drug dependency to meet Thatcher, she clearly felt that she would be in a position to influence her. Dally seemed to have changed her view about Thatcher once Thatcher became PM. She had previously thought that Thatcher was rather boring and not really worth spending time with – shortly after Thatcher was elected as an MP, Thatcher had been invited to a gathering of Somerville Alumni to give a talk. The talk had been so yawningly dull that afterwards people demanded that Thatcher never be invited back again. But now that she was PM Dally saw qualities that had been well-concealed. Dally thought that she was making headway with Thatcher, but she did detect a certain frostiness from the other person present at their meeting – Dr Pamela Mason, whom Dally describes as the Senior Doctor at the Drugs Branch of the DHSS.

I have found a copy of the Bulletin of the Royal College of Psychiatrists from Dec 1985, summarising Parliamentary News, Feb-July 1985. This document was compiled by this blog’s old friend Professor Robert Bluglass, the man who concealed the criminal activities of Dafydd et al in north Wales in 1988! There are loads of names from the past mentioned in this document, one of which was Dr Pamela Mason’s. Mason is described as being the Director of the Mental Health Division in the DHSS. Things were certainly not going well in the Mental Health Division. Not only was Pamela presiding over the chaos and criminality in the north Wales mental health service, but this Bulletin reminded me of a few other problems from that time.

John Patten MP, a Minister in the DHSS, had announced that the DHSS was funding three studies into solvent abuse. One of those studies was to be undertaken by Professor R.H. Anderson at that den of corruption, St George’s Hospital Medical School. In 1985 Oliver Brooke who was later imprisoned for the possession of huge quantities of child porn was still employed as the Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s. The rest of the crooks who covered up for Dafydd et al in 1990/91 were busy down there as well.

The Bulletin mentions that David Mellor of the Home Office announced that there were no plans to increase the level of medical cover and no intention to provide special counselling and advisory services for self-harming prisoners in Holloway. Holloway at that time had a terrible reputation – there were scores of women in there whom everyone acknowledged had serious mental health problems and histories of abuse who were constantly injuring and killing themselves. The response to this was to drug them up to the eye-balls – which was clearly going to continue after Mellor’s statement. There was one part of Holloway that was too embarrassing even for Thatcher’s Home Office though. The Bulletin tells us that the Holloway Project Committee – which included Dr Pamela Mason – is to review the role and future of Holloway (Holloway was eventually closed but it took until very recently for that to happen). Lord Glenarthur -a previous star of this blog – stated that the Gov’t accepted the Report from the Committee that C1 Unit for ‘disturbed women prisoners’ was not meeting the needs of the inmates within. Glenarthur confirmed that there would be an urgent reassessment and immediate steps to improve conditions at the unit. C1 Unit was notorious – it was known as the ‘muppet house’ amongst the prisoners and contained scores of prisoners whom everybody accepted should never have been in prison, were severely mentally ill but somehow were never transferred to hospital. The other prisoners would hear the wails and screams from the muppet house day and night and suicides were common there. The muppet house will have contained many women who will have been abused as kids in care or by the mental health services – which is probably why Holloway had such trouble finding beds for the muppets in psychiatric hospitals. Just look what the Top Doctors were up to – a lot of those muppets will have been destroyed by the Top Doctors themselves because they’d witnessed or suffered a few things that the Top Doctors and others were desperate to keep quiet.

The Bulletin contains an interesting little bit about Wales. In May 1985 the Secretary of State for Wales stated that all Health Authorities, Local Authorities and Family Practitioner Committees were required to form Committees which included representatives of the voluntary sector to provide services for mental illness. So MIND were now officially part of the landscape of ‘service’ provision – the MIND which was at the time also colluding with the criminal activities in north Wales, whilst Tessa Jowell and William Bingley held senior positions there. The Secretary of State for Wales referred to was Nicholas Edwardes, now Lord Crickhowell. Edwardes had admitted that there was ‘much to be done’ to decentralise psychiatric services and the Welsh Office had arranged for a further independent review of mental illness services jointly by the NHS Health Advisory Services and Social Work Services of the Welsh Office between 1985/86-87. So the crooks in the NHS ignoring the wrongdoing of Dafydd et al in were going to get together with the crooks in the Social Work Services who were ignoring a paedophile ring operating in Clwyd and Gwynedd Social Services to ‘independently’ review the mental health services. No wonder the patients continued to die and go to prison after being stitched up for crimes that they had not committed. 1985, 86 and 87 were the very years that Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and me all presented evidence of the most serious abuses and corruption in the mental health services and children’s services in north Wales. The ‘independent review’ managed not to investigate our allegations.

So the culprits at the helm of the massive cover-up were Dr Pamela Mason, Nicholas Edwards, the Secretary of State for Health and Social Security Norman Fowler and the Home Secretaries covering that period, which were Leon Brittan and Douglas Hurd.

The horror of what was happening is confirmed by another piece that appears in the Bulletin. In June 1985 John Patten confirmed that under the complaints procedures for special hospitals managed directly by the DHSS ie. Broadmoor, Ashworth and Rampton, a proportion of complaints went straight to Ministry Officials at the DHSS. Patten stated that the procedures for dealing with the complaints were ‘well-established’. Referring to a matter that was reported in Oct 1984 that was requested to be investigated – although details of the matter concerned were not revealed – the Parliamentary Commissioner for Administration expressed satisfaction with the way in which complaints made by a Broadmoor patient had been dealt with.

It is now known that in 1985, patients in the special hospitals were being physically and sexually abused, that child porn was being passed around these ‘hospitals’, that children were taken onto the premises to visit patients who were paedophiles and that nearly all the women patients had been sexually abused before they ever got near these places. The DHSS clearly knew about this as well. Not long after Bluglass wrote this Bulletin, Baroness Trumpington thought that the answer to all this was to appoint Jimmy Savile as manager of Broadmooor. What could ever go wrong?

The Bulletin also reveals that in July 1985 the Minister for Health Ken Clarke stated that the determination of the criteria for registering nursing homes lay with the District Health Authority in whose area the home was located. Clarke was satisfied that the existing codes of practice were of sufficiently high standard without being too strict. In the event of a dispute between a proprieter of the nursing home and the DHA, the matter would be determined by an appeal to the Registered Homes Tribunal, which the Gov’t had set up.

In 1985 complaints of abuse and neglect of patients in ‘nursing homes’ run by Dr Dafydd Alun Jones were common. The situation in one of these ‘homes’ for psychiatric patients in Llandudno, Holyrood House, was so bad that it eventually became a national scandal and was even featured by Esther on ‘That’s Life’. Patients were being beaten up and a drug addict from Liverpool was responsible for the drugs cabinet. Before Holyrood House hit the national media, MIND knew what was going on there, Jones’s colleague Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) knew what was going on, as did the Local Authority covering the Llandudno area. The Health Authority will have known as well. As for the Registered Homes Tribunal – a previous post mentions that Councillors in Clwyd were sitting on those Tribunals. Clwyd County Council knew that a paedophile ring was operating in it’s children’s homes and did nothing. Some people – such as Tory MP Beata Brookes – sat on both Clwyd County Council/Social Services and Clwyd Health Authority. Clwyd Health Authority was the employer of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones.

This was a system that could not have been designed by accident.

We can see that it was no accident from another feature in the Bulletin, which makes a reference to Lord David Ennals holding a debate on the future of St Thomas’s Hospital. Tommy’s was indeed under threat in the 1980s. Tommy’s remained unscathed. I wonder why that was? It only educated and employed all those leading lights in the British medical establishment – including the Dallys – who then all went to war on each other when the police started investigating Ann Dally.

The Bulletin reveals that in July 1985-86 the Minister of Health estimated the cost of the Mental Health Act Commission to be £1,022,000. A previous post details how the Mental Health Act Commission colluded with the north Wales mental health services and lied to me after I complained to them about being unlawfully detained in north Wales by Dafydd et al. Tessa Jowell was a member of that Commission.

So Norman Fowler was happy to spend approx. 1 million pa to conceal organised crime involving child abuse in the British welfare state, including the Westminster Paedophile Ring.

The Bulletin reveals that the Chairman of the Social Services Committee in the Commons at this time – who would have been in a position to ask some very awkward questions about this catalogue of horrors but noticeably didn’t – was a Renee Short.

Short was the Labour MP for Wolverhampton North East and was considered a ‘firebrand’, a female politician on the left of the party. Renee championed women’s and children’s issues! I think that we have been here before. Short was sponsored by the TGWU, was mates with trade unionist Jack Jones and was a member of Labour’s NEC, 1970-88. Short was the representative of the Wimmin’s Section. Short co-sponsored Neil Kinnock for the leadership of the Labour Party. Short’s obituaries tell us that she campaigned on ‘social issues’, including women in prison and on behalf of junior hospital doctors no less. So appreciative of her efforts were the Top Doctors that they made Renee a lay member of the MRC. Short ended up in a battle in her own constituency and was deselected – it was blamed on Militant, but one wonders whether she’d pissed a few other people off as well. She resigned after making a deal with Kinnock that if she did this, she would be rewarded with a peerage – although Kinnock wasn’t able to stump up one of those for her. In 2007 the Daily Mail carried an article about Renee’s granddaughter, who had become ‘hooked on drugs at 15’. Renee’s granddaughter bangs on about the irony of this, as her grandmother had been a well-known ‘anti-drugs campaigner’. I hate to disillusion Renee’s family, but if Renee had really wanted to make a difference in this area, all she needed to have done was make the activities of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones public during all those years that she Chaired the Select Committee on Social Services, ie. 1979-87. But Renee remained completely silent, as well as remaining silent on the reality of what was happening in children’s homes, in the special hospitals and indeed in women’s prisons. Because speaking out would have upset the Top Doctors as well as the numerous other people who knew that children were being sexually abused by politicians from all parties, as well as others.

I can only wonder why Short didn’t end up in the Lords along with all the others who colluded with and concealed organised child abuse. Why ever did old Kinnock fail to come up with the goods?

On 2 Sept 1985 Barney Heyhoe replaced Ken Clarke as Minister of Health. Clarke accepted an appointment as Paymaster General.

The Bulletin also published an angry letter concerning junior doctors training from a Dr Julie Hollyman, of the College Trainees Committee of the Royal College of Psychiatrists. A previous post details how by 1990 Hollyman had become a truly vile consultant at Springfield Hospital, the psychiatric unit attached to St Georges who was hated by her colleagues. Hollyman was given management responsibilities at Springfield. A number of patients were raped and sexually assaulted on her watch. She was then appointed to lead Broadmoor.

Can I ask Lord John Patten, David Mellor, Ken Clarke, Dr Pamela Mason, Lady Tessa Jowell, William Bingley, Lord David Ennals, Lord Simon Glenarthur, Lord Crickhowell, Norman Fowler, Leon Brittan – or at least those of them who are still alive – how they manage to sleep at night in their expensive residences surrounded by everything that they ever need as their glorious careers approach their end?

 

 

Now for a bit of background on some of Ann Dally’s friends and supporters.

Ann was at Tommy’s with Dr Michael O’Donnell who was sympathetic to her and seems to have used his position to muster support for her. O’Donnell came from Yorkshire where his own father had been a GP. O’Donnell himself practiced as a GP in Surrey for 12 years and then gave up medicine completely to pursue a media career. He had never spent that much time doing medicine anyway – he boasted about being a ‘part-time’ medical student, as a result of spending so much time pursuing other interests, including cricket, theatre and writing. O’Donnell knew many people who later became very big in the media world – such as David Frost and the members of Monty Python – from his time in Footlights at Cambridge. He later became a ubiquitous presence on Radio 4 and BBC TV, presenting light entertainment shows. Some of his programmes came under fire for being too shallow and flippant, even for BBC light entertainment. O’Donnell also worked for Yorkshire Television and Associated Television. O’Donnell edited World Medicine for 16 years, a sort of cliquey self-congratulatory publication of the sort that Top Doctors really love. He was forced to resign in 1982 after a dispute with the publisher. The senior editorial staff resigned in sympathy and the publication folded two years later. O’Donnell worked as a Times columnist but resigned when the editor Sir Harold Evans was forced to resign.

One of O’Donnell’s many jobs was as scientific advisor on the Lindsay Anderson film ‘O Lucky Man’. ‘O Lucky Man’ is a film which highlights corruption within the British establishment, including medicine. Some parts of ‘O Lucky Man’ are frighteningly accurate. Yet throughout his career O’Donnell made no real attempt to challenge the terrible reality in medicine that he undoubtedly knew about. He was rude about the ‘medical establishment’ and liked to think if himself as a rebel, but he was far too busy farting around on ‘Stop The Week’ or ‘My Word’ to raise serious questions about the institutionalised corruption that was ruining lives and leaving some people dead.

O’Donnell mobilised massive support for his campaign to reform the GMC, but the results were so limited that he might as well have not bothered. The GMC continued to protect dangerous doctors and put patients at risk – O’Donnell himself sat on the GMC Council until 1996 and for the last two years he was Chairman of the Standards Committee. Dafydd et al continued in their own sweet way, as of course did Harold Shipman.

O’Donnell’s own explanation was that the ‘reform’ of the GMC stopped when Sir (later Lord) John Richardson retired as President.

John Richardson was President of the GMC 1973-80. He was President of the BMA 1970-71 and of the Royal Society for Medicine 1969-71. He was Chair of the Joint Consultants Committee 1967-72. He trained and worked at Tommy’s, as did most other people involved in this story. Richardson had at one point attended King George VI and was Harold Macmillan’s personal physician for 40 years – he became good friends with Macmillan. Like O’Donnell, Richardson was from Yorkshire – Richardson’s own father was a solicitor from Sheffield. Richardson retired from Tommy’s in 1975. In his capacity as President of the GMC he regularly met Ministers, including Barbara Castle whilst she was Secretary of State at the DHSS, 1974-76, when she did battle with the Top Doctors over pay beds in the NHS. Richardson was also Vice-President of the RCN from 1972 – it helps to have the Top Doctors controlling the other professions who know what they get up to.

Richardson was also consulting physician to King Edward VII’s Hospital for Officers; Consultant Emeritus to the British Army and Consultant Physician to the Metropolitan Police 1957-80. He was given a peerage in 1979 and campaigned from the Lords to stop the proposed closure of A&E at Tommy’s.

Richardson’s obituary in the Guardian described him as a ‘networker’ who was ‘never one to miss an opportunity’, ‘who did no significant research and was not a brilliant physician’. He was ‘ambitious, sometimes fawning’ and the medical students at Tommy’s tagged him ‘Sir John’ before he actually acquired his baronetcy – which was given to him by Macmillan in 1960.

Richardson retired to north Devon. Did anyone really expect a man with his biography to ‘reform’ the GMC?

 

Along with Michael O’Donnell, Diana Brahams was another high profile medical writer who was sympathetic to Dally. Brahams was everywhere in the 80s and 90s, she was usually invited to comment on ethical or medico-legal issues of that time. I have only just learnt that Brahams worked for the MDU – that was certainly never made clear when she was presented in the media as a ‘barrister’ who was an ‘expert’. Documents in my possession demonstrate that between 1985-1992 (at least) the MDU knew the extent of the wrongdoing in the north Wales mental health services and continued to act for Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) even though they knew that he was perjuring himself and they themselves had advised him to not to pursue litigation against me. Nonetheless, in 1991, Sir Robert Francis QC, whilst acting for the MDU, attempted to have me imprisoned on the instructions of Tony Francis.

Brahams seems to be based in north London near St John’s Wood and is a founder member of ‘Healthwatch’, which states that it is for ‘science and integrity in medicine’. Members include Professor Michael Baum the surgeon, Professor Susan Bewley (the daughter of two other Top Doctors, Thomas and Beulah Bewley, of whom I will be writing more later in this post) and Heinz Wolff, the man who starred on the BBC in an attempt to incite an interest in science among people of my generation when we were children. The Patron of ‘Healthwatch’ is Lord Dick Taverne – someone else known to this blog.

Brahams is also a Trustee of the Medico-Legal Society – a ‘charity’, whose registered address is Hempsons offices in London. Hempsons are the solicitors of the MDU. The stated object of the Medico-Legal Society is ‘to promote medico-legal knowledge in all its aspects’. Their meetings take place at the Medical Society of London.

Another Trustee of the Medico-Legal Society is Dr Kate Allsopp. Dr Kate Allsopp is mentioned regularly in Ann Dally’s book. Kate was a friend of Ann’s. Ann mentiones in her book that Kate was a useful person to have on side because she was shortly to become the Joint Deputy Secretary, ‘the second in command’ of the MDU. Ann was also on good terms with Dr John Wall, who later became Secretary of the MDU.

The President of the Medico-Legal Society is Dr Daniel Haines. Dr Haines doubles up as the honorary treasurer of the Royal Society of Medicine. After serving in the Falklands conflict – during which time he was taken prisoner – Daniel returned to London and worked as a GP, as well as a police surgeon with the Metropolitan Police. Daniel is now involved in expert witness work – he specialises in rape and child sexual abuse no less. Well Daniel, as an expert in the field, you certainly have an awful lot of colleagues who have worked for the MDU whom you can quiz for details…

Another medical writer who supported Dally was Dr Ian Munro. Munro trained at Guy’s and was Deputy Editor of the Lancet, 1965-76 and then Editor, 1976-88. Munro wrote many of the Lancet’s anonymous editorials, including one in 1983 which was a robust attack on the Secretary of State Norman Fowler, demanding his resignation – but not because of a high level cover-up of the Westminster Paedophile Ring, rather because of NHS strikes. If only they’d have all stayed on strike, they wouldn’t have been facilitating a paedophile ring in north Wales and flogging drugs. Or perjuring themselves in order to try and imprison people who’d dared complain about them.

Ian Munro was also an early and consistent champion of Wendy Savage.

Munro was known to have been ‘accessible to his colleagues in Fleet Street even in unsocial hours’. Top Doctors Calling, Top Doctors Calling…

Ian Munro was also from Yorkshire – from Bradford. He retained a lifelong involvement with Yorkshire County Cricket Club.

 

One of Ann’s friends from Tommy’s was Dr Elizabeth Fletcher – Fletcher acted as a character witness for Ann. Elizabeth Fletcher’s claim to fame was that after working as a GP, she became Chief Medical Officer at the BBC, 1975-80. She’ll have known about Savile then. Ann’s book mentions that among her patients were a number of senior employees of the BBC. Frank Bough was famously publicly identified as enjoying coke and prostitutes and of course Stephen Fry that well-known MIND ambassador boasted of snorting coke in Buck House – they won’t have minded Stephen, they were patients of the Dallys – but there will be many more at the BBC who enjoy recreational chemicals who haven’t been outed by the tabloids. Perhaps because the tabloid journos had become friends with them after meeting them in Ann Dally’s waiting room.

Austen Kark was another character witness for Ann. Austen was a journalist and a BBC Executive. Austen started at the BBC in 1954. He was mostly involved with the World Service and was its MD, 1984-86.

Austen was part of the comfortable north London set as well, he lived in Islington.

A third character witness for Ann was Lady Zaida Ramsbotham. Ann states frankly in her book that her lawyers had selected Lady Zaida as a character witness because of her title – Ann was told that ‘it helps’. (Sir Jimmy Savile???) Zaida only became Lady Zaida after she married Sir Peter Ramsbotham, Britain’s former Ambassador to Washington – who was appointed by Ted Heath. Ramsbotham was described as an ‘old fashioned snob’, which his friends maintained was a ‘gross’ ‘unjust’ charge. Even if being a Lady meant that his wife was useful to a dealer when she was in hot water. Ramsbotham enjoyed a warm friendship with President Jimmy Carter.

When he retired in 1980, Peter Ramsbotham became a Trustee of the Leonard Cheshire Foundation; Chair of the Ryder-Cheshire Mission for the Relief of Suffering; a Director of Lloyds Bank and of the Commercial Union Assurance Co. He was a member of the Garrick and was appointed Deputy Lieutenant of Hampshire in 1992.

Zaida married Peter in 1985 and thus acquired a title that impressed people. Before that she was Dr Zaida Hall. Her obituary from the British Journal of Psychiatry tells us that she was one of the first women students at St George’s Hospital Medical School and that she did her psychiatry training at the Maudsley. In 1971 Zaida Hall was appointed as the first female consultant psychiatrist at Southampton University/the Royal South Hants Hospital. She built up the psychotherapy dept and also worked at Red Hatch Remand Centre in Winchester for ‘delinquent girls’. Zaida was honest enough to admit that most of the ‘delinquent girls’ had been physically or sexually abused. Zaida started group therapy for female survivors of sexual abuse and later for male survivors as well. Zaida Hall used her position to publish and promote women’s mental health. Hall famously did battle with the group of therapists who publicised the notion of ‘false memory’. Which is a minefield. The wonderful thing about the notion of false memory is that it can be used to discredit the claims survivors of sexual abuse. But then so can the notion that false memory doesn’t exist. It all depends upon who’s accusing who and who the therapist is. But then nearly all psychotherapeutic notions can be used to discredit people who have been abused. Which is why the discipline has proved so useful. St George’s specialise in it and Dafydd learnt at the knee of Bob Hobson, one of Britain’s most prominent psychotherapists at the Maudsley.  So you can’t argue with that. As Dafydd once told me himself in 1987 when I accused him of the most appalling corruption – after he had me arrested on trumped up charges of ‘trying to stab a psychiatrist’. The psychiatrist who made the statement maintaining that I had done this worked for Dafydd and later admitted that I hadn’t tried to stab him after all. He was never disciplined or charged himself, although I would have gone to prison if the police had not got to the truth. In fact Dafydd was so certain that this scam would be successful that he even wrote to the Mental Health Acts Commission and told them that I had been sent to Risley Remand Centre for trying to stab a psychiatrist – and they wrote back to him confirming it!

You jumped the gun there boys…and the incriminating letters are now in my possession.

A  close friend of Ann’s was Dr Dale Beckett, again someone based in Islington. Dale Beckett had interests in drug addiction, hypnotherapy, NLP and the ‘spiritual aspect of emotional disorders’. Beckett acted as an expert witness for Dally.

Another friend was Roger Toulmin who had worked as a radio producer for the BBC and for the Times. Toulmin then became a civil servant in the DHSS. He guided the Committee of Top Doctors, nurses and midwives under the Chairmanship of Dame Alice Munro which resulted in the 1985 Report ‘Maternity Care In Action’. Ann stressed that Toulmin was a ‘bachelor’ which made his interest in the welfare of women and young children all the more impressive. Unfortunately though dear old Roger and Dame Alice didn’t manage to improve anything – Maternity Care In Action in the UK is still not what it should be and we have mortality rates for mothers and babies that are worse than some of the countries that we enjoy sneering at and imagine that their citizens are all trying to make their way to the UK to use our glorious NHS.

Ann was also friendly with Dr James Willis, who ran the drug dependency service on Merseyside before Dr John Marks took it over. I mentioned John Marks (not to be confused with the Dr John Marks who was head of the BMA for many years) previously. Marks acted as an expert witness for Dally. He ran the Chapel Street Clinic in Widnes, where he legally prescribed maintenance doses of heroin and cocaine. Great results were claimed, including by the Cheshire Drug Squad – the thing that everyone was most impressed with at the time was that none of John Marks’ patients died from AIDS. John Marks was basically hounded out and the clinic shut down in 1995. Marks himself maintains that he believes that his clinic was shut down after the US current affairs programme 60 Minutes screened a programme about his clinic in 1990. The US Republican administration became aware of the clinic, it’s methods and it’s success and Marks alleges that they put pressure on the British Gov’t to close it. Bing Spear was an enthusiastic supporter of John Marks’ clinic and rang Marks a few months after the programme was screened, claiming that there was ‘real heat’ from the embassy in Washington and that Thatcher had ‘got her knickers in a twist’.

It is alleged that Bing resigned after Marks’ clinic was closed and was replaced by an Alan MacFarlane, who considered John Marks to be ‘dangerous’.

There is a discrepancy here that I have not been able to get to the bottom of. It is alleged that Bing resigned as a consequence of Marks being shut down. Yet Bing Spear retired in 1986 – the TV programme wasn’t screened until 1990 and Marks’ clinic didn’t close until 1995. So at least some of this story isn’t true.

However, I can well-imagine that Dr John Marks, if he was running a highly successful clinic for drug addicts which was becoming famous, would have faced opposition from just about everybody. There would be the usual complaints from the neighbourhood of ‘we don’t want these sorts of people here’ – and the neighbours would be really worried about that clinic expanding. There would be the anxieties re property prices and the fate of neighbouring businesses. But Marks would also be loathed by the rest of the medical establishment as well – they were screwing up big time, so they really won’t have wanted him up in Widnes showing them up for the fools that they were. Furthermore, Marks’ clinic was alleged to have put local illicit drug dealers out of business – there was no call for their products anymore. Organised drug trafficking is big business and involves many ‘respectable’ people – they’ll have wanted John Marks out of the way. And of course there was the utter embarrassment that was Dafydd just down the A55 in north Wales – a whole pyramid of corruption and bad practice depended upon the continued presence of Dafydd and John Marks would have presented a major threat to all of it. Addicts were not going to waste their time and money with Dafydd if there was a man just next door on the Wirral from whom they could receive a service.

So Dafydd stayed in business and Dr Marks emigrated to New Zealand.

Nice result US Republican party, whose members did not have to live with the effects of Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends.

Other writers who supported Dally included George Mikes, a journalist known for his humorous articles. Papers that he wrote for included the Observer and the Times Literary Supplement. Mikes’ had worked for the BBC’s Hungarian Service. Mikes was a member of the Garrick and was a good friend of Arthur Koestler – who was alleged to have been highly abusive to women. The journalist Jill Tweedie wrote an article in her later years describing how Koestler had violently raped her when she was young. Andrew Veitch also covered the case sympathetically – Veitch was born in Wrexham no less. His journalism received awards from, among others, paedophiles’ friends the Royal Television Society and the Terence Higgins Trust. Andrew Tyler wrote a piece for Time Out that Ann really loved – a ‘frank’ article that ‘frightened’ the Home Office and the drug dependency establishment. Tyler was a rock journalist who had worked for the NME. In 1996 he became the Director of Animal Aid. Sadly he developed Parkinsons – he chose to die at the Dignitas clinic.

Bill Nelles was also a supporter of Dally and a former addict patient of hers. Nelles was the Drugs Education Officer at the Terence Higgins Trust at the time. He went on to work for West Berkshire Health Authority, training doctors and drug users. He later became the HIV co-ordinator for North Birmingham Health Authority, the HIV co-ordinator for Harrow and Hillingdon NHS Community Trust and then in 1999 the CEO of the Methadone Alliance. He now lives and works in Canada.

Dally received a substantial amount of TV coverage, particularly after her case. She had much contact with John Ware the producer of Panorama, although she was disappointed at the Panorama programme that was eventually screened. She complained that it featured such unsavoury matters as ‘housing estates and crime on Merseyside’. Which doesn’t look quite as good as Harley Street and Belgravia, which were the stamping grounds of Ann’s patients. Dally later discovered that Ware had done a deal with the GMC and had only screened what they had approved.

Ann featured in ‘Hypotheticals’, a TV programme in which a barrister questioned people on opposing sides of an argument. Dally’s book noted that the ‘young barrister’ hosting the programme was a Jane Belson. Jane Belson eventually became Mrs Douglas Adams of ‘Hitch-Hikers Guide To The Galaxy’ fame. After graduating from Oxford, Belson worked for the Treasury. She lived with Adams in Islington and after a few diplomatic incidents they got married. They moved to LA, then to California and later returned to London. Belson and Adam were networked to an enormous circle of celebs, including many at the BBC.

Sir Henry Yellowlees also took part in the ‘Hypotheticals’ programme, opposing Ann – Yellowlees had been on the GMC panel for one of her hearings. Yellowlees was Chief Medical Officer for the DHSS, 1973-84. He had previously held a sequence of appointments on the Regional Hospital Boards (one of the Regional Hospital Board’s ran the North Wales Hospital Denbigh in the era when Gwynne the lobotomist was busy as well as Dafydd); he was seconded to the Ministry of Health in 1963 as Principal Medical Officer, after which he received promotion regularly; in 1976 he was appointed Sir George Godber’s Deputy. Godber was CMO, 1960-73 – he has a God-like status in NHS history because he was instrumental in forming the NHS. Yellowlees had battles with Barbara Castle between 1974-76 when she was trying to remove pay beds from the NHS – this led to industrial action from the Top Doctors and then industrial action from the ancillary staff who refused to provide services for patients in pay beds. So there was great trouble from those self-sacrificing NHS staff.

Yellowlees was the son of a psychiatrist himself. He left the DHSS in 1983 and then spent a year at the MoD, working on a new structure for the medical staff in the armed services; he was also a consultant to WHO. Yellowlees was a member of MRC for 9 years and a member of the GMC for 10 years. He sat on the NHS Supervisory Board for 10 years. Yellowlees served under Secretaries of State Keith Joseph, Barbara Castle, David Ennals, Norman Fowler and Patrick Jenkin.

Ken Clarke’s autobiography maintains that Yellowlees was a dreadful old bugger who’s main concern was to ascertain which Top Doctors would receive which honours.

 

Someone who appeared on ‘Hypotheticals’ in support of Ann was one of her patients, Carlin Wilkowski. Carlin still has quite an internet presence – she describes herself as an ‘addict mother’ and seems to be based in Highgate.

Dr Cindy Fazey, a criminologist from Liverpool, offered to act as an expert witness for Dally. Fazey has been the Professor of International Drug Policy at Liverpool University since 1998. She is the former Chief of Demand Reduction for the UN Control Programme. Fazey’s husband may well have proved useful to Dally as well – Ian Fazey is a journalist. He was the northern correspondent for the Financial Times during the 80s and worked for the paper until 1996. He and Cindy met whilst they were students at Aston University and Ian began his career on the Birmingham Post. He then moved to the Liverpool Daily Post where he became Deputy Editor, before becoming the General Manager of the Liverpool Daily Post and Echo in 1976.

The Liverpool Daily Post is the sister paper of the Daily Post which serves north Wales. The Daily Post is a real laugh because for years it has so obviously served as a PR sheet for the paedophiles’ friends. Dafydd himself was regularly featured in there as the centre of flattering profiles until he became very elderly. The most offensive thing that I ever read in the Daily Post was an ‘interview’ with Dafydd back in the early 1990s, in which Dafydd was asked a series of utterly obsequious questions, including one which made reference to Dafydd being known to be ‘attractive to women’ and asking him why he thought this was. This was a man who was sexually exploiting female patients – whom he had unlawfully imprisoned in a hell-hole of an asylum – whilst facilitating a paedophile ring. What did the Daily Post think that they were doing? Dafydd’s patients were universally revolted by him – not only was he unpleasant and unhinged, but he was filthy. He smelt, his teeth were green, his clothes were dirty and he was always covered in dandruff. A copy of the Daily Post was circulated around the psychiatric ward in Ysbyty Gwynedd on the day that article was published and I actually witnessed two male psych nurses – two with a sense of humour – being told that there was a photo of Dafydd in the paper. One of them yelled out ‘have they captured the dandruff?’ and they then both fell about laughing because even in the photo, you could see that Dafydd had his regular covering on the shoulders of his suit. This man worked in hospitals where the degree of ‘illness’ in patients was partially judged on whether their ‘personal hygiene’ was up to scratch. It was utterly nonsensical, like most of UK psychiatry.

Jeremy Laurance wrote articles in a number of publications about Dally. The article he wrote for New Society was described by Dally as ‘disappointing’. She was cross because Laurance had ‘invented’ a bit about Dally treating an addict in the Royal Family. Dally also became vexed with the Sunday Times for having the temerity to publish that she had a pop star among her patients and surprise surprise, they had even ‘got hold of the idea that I was psych to Princess Margaret’. How did these publications ever draw such conclusions? Because Peter and Ann Dally talked about it that’s how.

Dally intriguingly states that ‘later Jeremy was converted to my way of thinking’ and along with his Editor David Lipsey, became a ‘useful supporter’. David Lipsey ended up receiving a peerage from Tony Blair – he was named and shamed as one of Tony’s Cronies. Lipsey worked on the Sunday Times, the Sunday Correspondent, the Times, the Guardian and the Economist. He had been an advisor to Tony Crosland when Crosland was in opposition and an advisor to No 10. He was Chair of Streatham Labour Party, 1970-72 and Chair of the Fabian Society, 1982-83.

 

Obviously with Ann Dally entering into battle with the police, the Home Office Inspectorate, the GMC and the Court of Appeal at various times during the 80s, she had extensive dealings with lawyers. Although from what I saw in north Wales the MDU do an excellent job of defending Top Doctors even when they know that the Top Doctors concerned have been involved in serious criminal conduct, Ann Dally had a low opinion of the MDU, repeatedly stating that she did not trust them and was disenchanted with them. Her poor opinion of them seems to have stemmed from an incident when she had acted as an ‘expert witness’ for another Top Doctor who stood accused of questionable practices with drug addicts. Dally arrived at the Temple for a legal conference regarding this man’s case, only to be told by the clerk that no conference had been arranged. The solicitor from the MDU arrived and was told the same thing. It transpired that a conference HAD been arranged, but no-one had told the Counsel, so he’d gone home. Therefore the conference would have to be rearranged. The main concern of the man from the MDU was how expensive this was. Yet everyone involved had been retained by the MDU – so whoever had screwed up was working for the MDU.

The solicitor upon whom Ann relied extensively was a friend of hers, John Calderon, who did not work for the MDU but who worked in the City. Calderon recommended Christopher Sumner as Counsel. John also wanted Dally to use Hempsons, the MDU solicitors but she flatly refused. Despite this, the MDU did agree to pay for John Calderon’s representation, although the MDU wanted to be present at all meetings with lawyers. The MDU also funded Dally’s (unsuccessful) appeal to the Privy Council House of Lords Judicial Committee after she was barred from prescribing by the GMC.

Calderon wanted a Top Doctor to sit in with the lawyers and comment on the scientific evidence in Ann’s case. The Top Doctor selected to do this was none other than Dr John Harman, Harriet’s dad. One of the many comments following my post ‘Wheels Within Wheels Or Flies Drawn To The Same Incestuously Corrupt Shithouse?’ mentions the role that John Harman played in defending John Bodkin Adams, a Top Doctor who killed his patients. Dally describes John Harman as having ‘one of the best brains I knew for exposing medical guff’.

Dally liked Christopher Sumner. Sir Christopher Sumner as he became was appointed a Circuit judge in 1987, a High Court judge in 1996 and ended up in the Court of Appeal. He worked as an advocate and a High Court judge in the Family Division.

When John Calderon was unavailable for Dally’s appeal – he was on holiday – Dally used the services of another solicitor, John Kelleher. Kelleher is now a partner in Carey Olsen and practices in Jersey. In 1994 Kelleher became an Advocate of the Royal Court of Jersey and in 2017 he was appointed President of the Law Society of Jersey. As the appeal approached, Calderon told Dally that ‘the Law Lords feel that they need to keep in with the doctors’. The barrister Diana Brahams believed that the Privy Council took the view that doctors are the best people to discipline other doctors. Dally observed that there is a close relationship between the GMC and the Privy Council (who hear appeals against GMC decisions) – they hand out honours to each other.

In one of Ann’s hearings, William Gage was the lead barrister who was engaged by Calderon. Ann didn’t take to Gage and told Neil Taylor QC – Counsel who was also advising – that she felt uncomfortable with him. She was told by Taylor that it wasn’t Gage’s job to make her feel at ease, he was there ‘to get you off’ and that he was good at getting clients off. Gage is now Sir William Gage. He became the presiding judge of the South Eastern Circuit, then a High Court judge in 1993 and then a Lord Justice of Appeal in 2004. Gage Chaired the Public Inquiry into the death of Baha Mousa.

After Dally lost her appeal, the MDU paid for the opinion of Anthony Lester QC, who specialised in European law, with a view to taking the case to the Court of Human Rights, although Dally didn’t end up following this course of action.

At one point the MDU instructed Anthony Johnston of Beachcrofts to act for Dally.

 

Dr David Marjot acted as an expert witness for Dally. Dally describes Marjot as a critic of the drugs dependency establishment who ran a DDU clinic himself. Dally stated that he was the only such doctor in London who was in such a position and that he too had suffered after ‘speaking out’. Marjot was one of the few doctors who held a heroin licence. Between 1976-93, he was consultant psychiatrist for the Regional Alcohol and DDU at Ealing. He was visiting consultant psychiatrist for Wormwood Scrubs, 1976-99 and locum forensic psychiatrist for Broadmoor, 1994-96. Yes, another one who stood and watched as Savile did his worst… In 2014 David Marjot wrote a very angry letter into the BMJ concerning the case of a surgeon who had been in front of the GMC for shouting and swearing at colleagues. Marjot had penned a blistering attack on the GMC, quoting the Francis Report into the Mid-Staffs scandal, reminding everyone that even in that case, the failings had been institutional rather than personal. Whilst I would agree with Marjot that staff working in the NHS can be seriously hampered by a foolish managerial regime in which an obsession with targets is pursued at all costs, that cannot always excuse what happens in the NHS and it didn’t excuse what happened at Mid-Staffs. By the way Marjot – when you were working at Broadmoor, the crazy regime of targets was not in place. But that didn’t stop Savile and others grossly abusing the patients – and it wasn’t targets that bought your silence on the matter.

After Dally was prevented from prescribing, a Dr Colin Brewer took over many of her patients. Dally described Brewer as a man who had ‘had a change of heart’ and had converted to her way of thinking. He certainly did. Brewer didn’t just open one clinic to prescribe for addicts on a private basis, he opened several – and then expanded rapidly. Brewer was a roaring success until 2006 when he was struck off by the GMC for inappropriate drug prescribing. His clinic – the Stapleford Addiction Clinic, based in Belgravia – was described as a ‘drugs grocery’ and his patients included Amy Winehouse and Pete Doherty. A consequence of the ‘inappropriate prescribing’ which saw Brewer struck off was the death of a patient. The patient had been sent home with a DIY detox kit containing 16 different drugs, including a heroin substitute. Colin Brewer has found a new way of earning a few quid since he was struck off. He now carries out ‘assessments’ for Dignitas. The Daily Mail have taken an interest in Colin Brewer and revealed that he has ‘helped’ at least twelve people to die by saying the right things in his assessments for Dignitas. A lot of those people were not terminally ill. When challenged, Brewer said that because he was no longer on the Register ‘no-one can tell me what to do’. An undercover journalist posed as a thirty-five year old woman with mental health problems and Brewer was prepared to recommend her for the chop as well.

When asked about the activities of Colin Brewer, our esteemed DPP Alison Saunders stated that the CPS was less likely to prosecute doctors assisting in deaths of patients who were not under their direct care – critics say that Brewer exploited this.

 

So who were the Top Doctors who sat in judgement over Ann Dally and who found her wanting but didn’t actually put her out of business, even when she continued to prescribe controlled drugs after she was barred by the GMC? I have mentioned that one was Sir Henry Yellowlees.

Another was the President of the GMC at the time, Sir (later Lord) John Walton. Walton was a neurologist who held every big job in medicine. He was President of the BMA 1980-82; President of the GMC 1982-89; President of the Royal Society of Medicine 1984-86.  He was knighted in 1979 and after his distinguished stint at the GMC – during which all those very serious complaints about Dafydd were not acted upon, even the one that involved a death – Walton picked up his peerage in 1989. So how did this lethal old bastard climb to the top?

Walton qualified at Newcastle Medical School, when it was still part of Durham University. In 1959 he was appointed consultant neurologist at the University of Newcastle Hospitals and in 1968 he was awarded a Chair in neurology at Newcastle. Walton was a specialist in muscular dystrophy. In 1971 he became Dean of the Medicine at Newcastle, a post he retained until 1981. He also sat on various hospital management committees. In 1983 he was appointed Warden of Green College, Oxford.

Walton was Vice-President of the World Federation of Neurology in 1981 and then President, 1989-97. He was President of the Association for British Neurology, 1987-88.

Walton arrived in the Lords whilst the Human Fertilisation and Embryology Bill was passing through Parliament, which allowed experiments on embryos for up to 14 days after fertilisation. Walton supported the Bill and Lord Stallard (Jock Stallard, a former Labour MP) was so opposed to it that he tried to prevent Walton becoming Chair of the Medical Ethics Select Committee. Stallard failed in this – well Walton was a Top Doctor wasn’t he, of course he would be the best choice where ethics were concerned. Walton also remained loyal to his old medical school once he arrived in the Lords – he used his position to gain GMC approval for Newcastle’s development of a medical school in Malaysia and much more recently he secured Parliamentary approval for Newcastle’s work on mitochondrial research (that’s the really controversial work that a lot of people are very worried about). In 2014 Newcastle University opened the John Walton Muscular Dystrophy Research Centre.

Walton remained a very influential figure in the north east and was made Freeman of the City of Newcastle.

I suspect that Walton occupying that Chair of the Ethics Co