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.


A Galaxy of Talent

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Thank goodness we had Linford who transformed psychiatry.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Pussy Riot!

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

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

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

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

Linford was awarded a CBE in 1978.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Birley was awarded a CBE in 1990.

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

Ghodse undoubtedly knew Tony Francis.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now how ever did Hamid manage to do that?


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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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


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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

The Most Dangerous Man In The World – The Scottish Play

In my post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part V’ I discussed how under New Labour even posts in the Treasury were given to people who had in the past been involved in colluding with or concealing organised child sexual abuse or the associated abuses in psychiatry. I also noted that many of these people were women, enabling New Labour to hide under the umbrella of equal opportunities. There was one woman who went from strength to strength after occupying a junior post in the Treasury whilst Gordon was Chancellor whom I did not mention in that post, because she and her network are worthy of a post in themselves. I am referring to Helen Liddell aka Stalin’s Granny.

Liddell was Economic Secretary to the Treasury, 1997-98 – she was succeeded in that post by Patricia Hewitt. I haven’t discovered WHY Liddell acquired the moniker of Stalin’s Granny, but she seems to have been known as such for a long time and has herself made comments which suggests that she revels in the reputation which led to it. Stalin’s Granny is on record as having boasted that Scottish Labour is littered with the bodies of people who had underestimated her. It might be worth readers bearing this reference to dead Scottish Labour politicians in mind whilst reading this post.

Liddell was Labour MP for Monkslands East between 94-97 – and then Airdrie and Shotts, where she remained MP until 2005 until she made way for John Reid. The seat of Monklands East had been held by John Smith – Liddell was elected after Smith died.

Stalin’s Granny might not have made it into the Commons until 1994, but she had been busy in the Labour Party for a very long time before that. Liddell went to Strathclyde University and after graduating worked as an economist and then as Assistant Secretary for the Scottish TUC, 1971-76. We know that people who work for the TUC gain an awful lot of information about health and welfare professionals who abuse their positions and they also know who has done what to conceal sometimes very serious offences.

Liddell was then BBC Scotland economics correspondent, 1976-77. So like everyone at the BBC, she’ll have known about Jimmy Savile – who had a particular fondness for Scotland and owned a house at Glen Coe, which Prince Charles visited on at least one occasion.

Stalin’s Granny was General Secretary of the Scottish Labour Party, 1977-78, at 26 yrs old.

Now Stalin’s Granny was something to do with Neil Kinnock and his team when Kinnock became leader but I haven’t been able to find out what exactly – various books and articles that I’ve read mention Liddell being on the scene and part of his entourage when journalists and bigwigs met Kinnock. Kinnock would certainly have found Liddell useful, particularly if he wanted to  keep the involvement of Labour Councillors and politicians in child abuse quiet, because Helen Liddell was an aide of Robert Maxwell and was known to be close to him. Between 1988-92, she was Corporate Director of Cap’n Bob’s Scottish news interests, namely the Scottish Daily Record and the Sunday Mail – Alastair Campbell worked for the Cap’ns Mirror’s London office between 1982-86. Being a mate of the Cap’n would obviously have given Liddell great power in the rest of the UK as well. Between 1988-92, Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and I were all making representations to everyone possible about the criminality in north Wales. Former children in care in north Wales were being found dead in suspicious circumstances and in April 1992 five witnesses were killed by a firebomb (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’). Reports of a paedophile ring in north Wales involving Westminster figures had appeared in the London-based press and Superintendent Gordon Anglesea – who was later jailed for abusing boys in care in north Wales – began a libel action against Private Eye, HTV, the Observer and the Independent On Sunday after they named him as a child abuser. The North Wales Police had begun an investigation into the possible paedophile ring.

When Maxwell went overboard in Nov 1991 and the subsequent scandal blew up about the millions missing from the Mirror’s pension funds, Stalin’s Granny at one point was denying that she had ever worked for him. She obviously felt the same way about working for Neil Kinnock.

An article by Jackie Ashley article in the Guardian in 2003 mentions that Liddell was a supporter of devolution during the years when Callaghan was in Gov’t – Kinnock famously campaigned against devolution in Wales (see post ‘News From Sicily’). Ashley also mentions that Liddell was mates with John Smith and Donald Dewar.

Stalin’s Granny also knew someone else who later became a big name in Blair’s Gov’t – John Reid. They went to school together.

I have found one intriguing reference to Liddell and Kinnock, in Andy McSmith’s book ‘Labour – The Inside Story’. It concerned the appointment of the General Secretary to the Labour Party’s NEC in 1985. According to McSmith, the right of the Labour Party wanted Liddell – she was backed by Roy Hattersley, who knew a lot about organised child abuse himself. The candidate favoured by the left was Larry Whitty. Although Tony Benn and Neil Kinnock loathed each other, they actually joined forces to support Whitty and he was appointed. Whitty remained as General Secretary of the NEC until 1994. I can’t remember the circumstances under which Larry Whitty left that post, but I do remember angry ranting in the New Statesman and other such publications, accusing Blair of ousting Whitty as part of his grand plan to seize total control of the Labour Party.

Larry Whitty is a graduate of St Johns College, Cambridge. He worked for the TUC, 1970-73 and was employed by the GMBUTA, 1973-85. The GMBUTA had lots and lots of members working in health and social care, local gov’t etc. Whitty is described as part of the ‘reforming’ leadership of Kinnock and was involved with the expulsion of Militant. Whitty oversaw the election of John Smith and then Blair as Labour Party leaders. He was European Co-ordinator for the Labour Party, 1994-97. Whitty toddled off to the House of Lords with the paedophiles’ friends in 1996. In 1997 he was appointed Lords Whip re education and foreign affairs. In 1998 Whitty was appointed as a junior Minister at the Dept of Environment, Transport and the Regions and then he was a junior Minister at DEFRA, 01-05. In 2007 he became Chairman of Consumer Focus.

Larry Whitty’s  brother Geoff Whitty was Director of the Institute of Education at London University, 2000-10. The Institute of Education seemed to do very well for itself whilst Blair and Brown were in Gov’t. Geoff Whitty now works at an Australian university, so presumably he knew that the gravy train would be stopping when Labour lost the election.


Andy McSmith’s book also provides an interesting anecdote re Kinnock and his Sep 1985 speech to the Labour Party conference in Liverpool, the speech during which he confronted Derek Hatton and the other Militant members of Liverpool City Council. This speech has been constructed by Kinnock’s hagiographers as an example of his ‘oratory’ but it was actually just a rant. Michael Carr MP died at the hands of the Top Doctors because he really did confront Militant (see post ‘News From Sicily’). Kinnock is alive and troughing along with the rest of his family, which suggests that he didn’t ever really put his neck on the line.

McSmith reveals that in the days before the conference Kinnock was on top of the world because he had a Cunning Plan. He was going to take on the NUM with regard to their desire for retrospective legislation to reimburse their funds which had been sequestered by the courts. McSmith maintains that Kinnock knew that he faced almost certain defeat on this issue but considered it a price worth paying for taking on Militant. So Kinnock gave the miners a kick but didn’t say a word about Thatcher’s aide Sir Peter Morrison being involved with a paedophile ring in north Wales – because the Social Service Depts of the inner London Councils like Lambeth, Islington and Camden were also hosting paedophile gangs supplying kids to the Westminster Paedophile Ring. The Lambeth Council of which Peter Mandelson was a member, the Islington Council which was led by Margaret Hodge who backed one Tony Blair for the Labour leadership and also numbered Jack Straw among its members. As for Camden – I need only mention the names Tessa Jowell and John Mills.


After her stint at the Treasury, Blair appointed Stalin’s Granny Minister of State in the Scottish Office with responsibility for education and industry, 98-99 and then Minister of State for Trade and Industry, 1999-01. Between 2001-03 Liddell was Secretary of State for Scotland.

Whilst Liddell was Secretary of State for Scotland the Scottish press ran some very hostile articles about her. By this time, Scotland had its own Parliament – Jack McConnell was by now First Minister and Scotland felt that they really did not need a highly paid woman in a grace and favour mansion in Whitehall having any input into their affairs. It was also noted that although the Scottish Parliament had taken over nearly all the functions of the old Scottish Office, the Scottish Office was employing more and more people and costing more and more money. Liddell was flying off around the world on exotic trips in her capacity as Secretary of State, but no-one quite understood why.

In 2003 the post of Scottish Secretary was abolished and the Scottish Office was merged into the Department of Constitutional Affairs.

After this, there were predictions in the media that Liddell would be given a job as a European Commissioner, although that didn’t happen – it was Kinnock and Mandy who bagged those positions. Not that Liddell ended up on benefit – in 2005 she was appointed British High Commissioner to Australia. She remained in post until 2010 when she was given a peerage.

In 1972 Liddell married Alisdair Liddell. Alisdair Liddell featured in my post ‘A Secret And Forbidding Place To Work?’. Alisdair Liddell was Director of Planning in the UK Gov’ts Dept of Health 1994-2000 – I think that Liddell was married to Jenny Abramsky by this time. He resigned after repeatedly clashing with Ministers over policy and subsequently became a Senior Associate at the King’s Fund, Senior Counsel to Bell Pottinger and non-executive Deputy Chair of Healthcare Locums plc. Who said that NHS hospitals were employing locums because of The Cuts (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part V’) – it was Gov’t policy, their mates were running the companies supplying the agency staff.

Alistair Liddell went to Fettes College and then to Oxford – just like Tony Blair. Liddell was born in 1949, Blair in 1953.


In 2013 Stalin’s Granny was appointed a member of the UK Gov’ts ACOBA (Advisory Committee on Business Appointments). This means that Stalin’s Granny is one of those who fails to prevent former Gov’t Ministers and civil servants from accepting lucrative positions in industry which exploit their Gov’t contacts.

In Dec 2016 the Scottish Herald published an article under a headline  which stated that Liddell ‘vows to right wrongs of Catholic Church sex abuse scandal’. It explained that Liddell the ‘veteran fixer’ who was ‘a senior member of Tony Blair’s Cabinet’ had been appointed by the Bishops Conference – the ruling body of the Catholic Church in Scotland – as the Chairwoman of the Independent Review Group to oversee efforts by the Church to deal with abuse survivors and put safeguards in place. Stalin’s Granny was quoted as saying that she would ensure that a ‘light was shone into every corner, that wrongs are righted and in a timely manner’, that the Review Group will contain ‘safeguarding professionals, specialists in evaluation of organisations, a representative of Police Scotland and a canon lawyer’. In other words the people who allowed the en massse abuse of children to happen. Liddell stated that the Group would be ‘transparent and fearless’ and wanted to prove people wrong ‘who think that I cannot be independent as a Catholic’.

Helen – it is not you being a Catholic that is the problem. It is that you were a mate of Robert Maxwell, Neil Kinnock and Tony Blair and helped them to conceal organised child abuse.

Stalin’s Granny’s sense of judgement was evident in a 1998 piece in the Independent, after she demanded the ‘right of reply’ to an Indie leader column about the standing of the Labour Party in Scotland. Helen robustly explained that the Labour Party is Scotland had masses of support and that Blair was truly loved in Scotland, indeed that ‘after every trip by Tony Blair, our morale is boosted’. Blair had recently been on a visit to Balmoral, presumably one of those when Cherie was alleged to have fallen out with Lilibet – wasn’t it on one of the visits to Balmoral that Cherie forgot her contraceptives and Leo was the result?

Helen – how many MPs does the Labour Party have in Scotland at present? You had quite a lot pre-Blair….I think that you now have one.


Now let us consider Stalin’s Granny’s two close mates, John Smith and Donald Dewar.

John Smith’s death resulted in Blair becoming leader of the Labour Party and PM. John Smith was immensely popular, was leading Labour higher and higher in the polls and the consensus of opinion was that had he lived, John Smith would have led the Labour Party to victory in 1997. The one thing that nobody expected was his premature death on 12 May 1994. Smith was a moderniser, but he had a cautious approach to reform which was frustrating Blair and Brown.

John Smith went to Glasgow University – he read history, 1956-59 and then law, 1959-62. He joined the Labour Party in 1955 before he went to university. Whilst at university he debated in the Glasgow University Dialectical Society – Smith’s close friend Donald Dewar was a member too – and was also a member of the Glasgow University Union.

In 1963 Smith qualified as a solicitor and in 1967 he became an advocate at the Scottish Bar, during which time he also worked as a libel lawyer for the Daily Record and Sunday Mail.

Smith was elected as the MP for North Lanarkshire at the 1970 General Election. In 1971 he joined the group of Labour MPs led by Roy Jenkins who voted in favour of Britain joining the EEC – other members of the group included Hattersley, Shirl, Dr Death and Bill Rodgers. Smith later sat with all of these MPs in Jim’s Callaghan’s Cabinet. Details of Roy Jenkins, Fattersley, Shirl, Dr Death maintaining their silence despite their knowledge of the organised sexual abuse of children have appeared in previous posts.

Smith became a junior Minister in 1974 under Harold Wilson. Once Callaghan was appointed PM Smith was made a Minister of State at the Privy Council Office, serving with Michael Foot as Lord President of the Council and Leader of the House of Commons. Michael Foot was a Labour MP in south Wales for decades – he undoubtedly will have heard the allegations that people like George Thomas and Leo Abse were abusing children and I bet, like Kinnock, he knew what was going on in north Wales as well; it was concealed by people whom he worked with in Wilson’s and Callaghan’s Gov’ts. I was reading some material about Foot’s wife a few days ago – Jill Craigie – and she told an interviewer that when she first married Foot she knew that he had a reputation for promiscuity so she reassured him that if he had ‘needs’ that did not involve her, she would be quite happy if he made his own arrangements and she wouldn’t ask any questions. Which suggests that it wasn’t simply extra-marital affairs that constituted the putative needs but more exotic sexual tastes. There is also another anecdote involving Michael Foot in which he was alleged to have been approached by a journo with dirt on a member of the Labour Party and Foot reminded the journo that he knew a great deal about the sexual relationships of the proprietor of the newspaper for whom the journo worked and that if this particular scandal hit the press, the activities of the newspaper proprietor would become public knowledge.

While Smith worked with Michael Foot he was able to pilot highly controversial devolution proposals through the Commons.

In Nov 1978 Callaghan appointed Smith Secretary of State for Trade, a position that he retained until the 1979 General Election.

In 1983 boundary changes resulted in John Smith’s constituency becoming Monklands East. In Oct 1983 Smith was Fattersley’s campaign manager for the Labour leadership election. Hattersley lost to Kinnock – and became Deputy Leader of the Party.

In 1987 Smith held Shadow Cabinet positions in Employment, then Trade and Industry and was then appointed Shadow Chancellor by Kinnock.

On 9 Oct 1988 Smith experienced chest pains which were sufficiently severe to cause him to cancel his flight to London and go to Edinburgh Royal Infirmary. He was given an EEG and was told by the attending doctor that ‘whatever it is we don’t think it is your heart’. Smith subsequently suddenly collapsed from a heart attack, was briefly unconscious and after coming round spent three days in intensive care. He left hospital on 20 Oct 1988.

Following his heart attack, John Smith lost three stone and became serious about mountain walking.

After Labour’s unexpected – well unexpected by Kinnock, Mandy et al, the rest of us saw it coming – General Election defeat in April 1992, John Smith was elected Labour leader.

Smith died on 12 May 1994 after suffering a heart attack. Tony Blair was subsequently elected leader of the Labour Party. A by-election in John Smith’s constituency resulted in Stalin’s Granny being elected. I have found a reference to the ‘bitter battle’ in Monkshead in 1994, but no further details…


Donald Dewar was a close friend of both Stalin’s Granny and John Smith. Donald Dewar was the inaugral First Minister of Scotland in 1999, the result of the devolution process that John Smith had helped bring about.

Dewar had also studied history and then law at Glasgow University. He was Chair of Glasgow University Labour Club and President of Glasgow University Union. At university, he met not only John Smith but also Menzies Cambell – later leader of the Lib Dems – and Derry Irvine. Dewar later served in Blair’s Cabinet with Irvine, 1997-99, Dewar was Secretary of State for Scotland and Irvine was Lord Chancellor. The atmosphere was rather frosty because although Dewar and Irvine had been friends when young, in 1972 Dewar’s wife Alison left Dewar for Irvine – the Dewars were divorced in 1973. Dewar never remarried and never forgave Derry Irvine either.

After he graduated in 1964, Dewar worked as a solicitor in Glasgow. He joined the Labour Party and in 1966 was elected as the MP for Aberdeen South. Between 1967-69, Dewar was PPS to Tony Crosland, the Education Secretary. Dewar found it difficult to get along with Tony Crosland and later described him as ‘a very odd man’. Tony Crosland was bisexual and had an affair with Roy Jenkins when they were young. Crosland was also close to Ernest Armstrong, former MP for North West Durham and father of Hilary Armstrong, who succeeded her father’s seat and became a member of Blair’s inner circle. Previous posts discussed how Ernest Armstrong would have known about children being abused by paedophiles at Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead and almost certainly used his friendship with Tony Crosland to keep a lid on it. Two of the people working at Axwell Park School relocated to Bryn Estyn in north Wales in 1973 and established a paedophile ring there. No matter how odd Donald Dewar thought Tony Crosland, his role as Crosland’s PPS would mean that he would know if Crosland was concealing that paedophile ring.

In April 1968 Roy Jenkins proposed Dewar for a Minister of State position, but Dewar was not appointed.

In the 1970 General Election, Dewar lost his seat to Ian Sproat, a Conservative. Whilst Dewar was out of Parliament he hosted a Radio show on Radio Clyde. He also worked as a solicitor, as a Reporter on children’s panels and was involved with Lanarkshire local authority. Dewar became a partner in Ross Harper Murphy in 1975.

Dewar was selected as candidate for the seat of Glasgow Garscadden after his friend Willie Small died unexpectedly. Dewar won the subsequent by-election which was held in April 1978 – his win was seen as halting the rise of the SNP.

In March 1979 Dewar campaigned for a YES vote in the referendum on devolution – Dewar’s side won by a narrow majority but fell short of the 40% required. However the result did contribute to the downfall of Callaghan’s Gov’t in May 1979.

In opposition Dewar was Chairman of the Scottish Affairs Select Committee. When Foot became leader of the Labour Party Dewar was appointed to the front bench as Scottish Affairs spokesman.

In 1981 Dewar was nearly deselected by hard left activists in his constituency. However he hung on and rose through the ranks quickly. He was Shadow Secretary of State for Scotland, 1983-92 whilst Kinnock was leader of the Party. Dewar was Shadow Secretary of State for Social Security, 1992-95, under leader John Smith, then under acting leader Margaret Beckett, then under Blair. When Blair became leader he made Dewar Opposition Chief Whip – so Blair knew that Dewar was able to strong-arm people into doing what he wanted.

At the 1997 General Election, Dewar was re-elected – boundary changes meant that his constituency was now Glasgow Anniesland – and was appointed Secretary of State for Scotland. He worked on creating the Scotland Act. Dewar subsequently stood for the Scottish Parliament and was elected as the MSP for Glasgow Anniesland – so he was MP and MSP for the same constituency.

In 1999 Dewar became leader of the Scottish Labour Party and FM, but in a Coalition Gov’t with the Scottish Lib Dems. The Deputy FM was Jim Wallace, the leader of the Scottish Lib Dems.

In Oct 2000 Donald Dewar had a fall and suffered a brain haemorrhage from which he died in Edinburgh’s Western General Hospital. It was suggested that the haemorrhage was a result of the anti-coagulants  that Donald had been prescribed following a repair to a leaking heart valve that he’d undergone in May 2000. He’d only been leader of the Scottish Labour Party and FM for a year. There wasn’t the outpouring of grief that there had been when John Smith died. But then Derry Irvine and Dewar hated each other – the Derry who was a very, very big mate of Blair’s. The Derry who knew about the paedophile gangs targeting kids in care that absolutely everybody was keeping quiet about, some of the witnesses to which had been murdered. Dewar died nine months after the Waterhouse Report was published, before the gnashing of teeth and claims that it was a huge cover-up had died down.

In 2001 the Daily Telegraph reported that Donald Dewar had left behind more than £2 million in his will and that when his pension and insurance were taken into account it amounted to nearly £3 million. It came as a very big shock to everyone. Dewar had stocks, shares, property, paintings, rare books and personal savings. Almost half of his legacy was from investments, including in Railtrack, Powergen and Thames Water – utilities which had been privatised by the Tories, privatisation which had been fiercely opposed by the Labour Party.

As everybody reeled from the surprise of Dewar’s fortune, people explained that he was a frugal man who only drove a Peugeot and purchased his suits at Marks & Spencer. It was also suggested that perhaps he’d made money when he worked as a solicitor. Dewar only worked as a solicitor for the few years when he wasn’t sitting as an MP. The only solicitors who made millions of pounds over the course of a few years in the 1970s were people like David Napley, whose clients included Jeremy Thorpe and Greville Janner. Furthermore M&S suits aren’t so cheap that people who buy them find themselves millionaires.

After Donald Dewar failed to make a recovery at the hands of the Top Doctors, Henry McLeish became FM of Scotland – but not for very long.


Like Donald Dewar, Jim Wallace the Deputy FM was also a lawyer, but Wallace was a barrister. He was a student at Downing College, Cambridge and then read law at Edinburgh University. He graduated in 1977 and worked in a legal practice in Edinburgh. Wallace joined the Liberals in the early 70s- whilst Jeremy Thorpe was the leader of the Liberal Party.

Wallace was nominated as the Liberal candidate for Orkney and Shetland in 1983 when the seat was vacated by Jo Grimmond. He won the seat in June 1983 and retained it until 2001. Wallace was also MSP for Orkney, 1999-07 and leader of the Scottish Lib Dems, 1992-05.

Jim Wallace’s constituency  made headlines in 1991 when the Orkney Satanic Abuse Scandal exploded. Some very odd things had been happening on Orkney but the world woke up in Feb 1991 when police, social workers, people from Royal Scottish Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children as well as legal authorities from Scotland’s most senior Sheriff carried out pre-dawn raids on houses in South Ronaldsey and removed nine children from their families and flew them to locations on the Scottish mainland on the grounds that their parents and others on Orkney were Satanists.

The background to the case stretched back to 1986 when the father of one family on Orkney had been imprisoned for abusing one of his children. Everybody presumed that this was a very unfortunate one-off until some years later social workers and police removed more children from families on the same island – two of the children taken into care were told that their mum was dead. Local people were outraged at what had happened and began a campaign to have the children returned – it would be six years before the last of those children were returned to their parents.

It was the children of those who had dared campaign on behalf of their neighbours who were removed in Feb 1991. The house of the Island’s Minister the Rev Morris MacKenzie was also raided and various items seized. Extraordinary allegations were levelled at the Rev MacKenzie and the parents of the children – that they had been indulging in full blown Satanic rituals, whilst naked of course, in various outdoor locations on South Ronaldsey. Even the obvious reasons as to why this would be highly unlikely – such as South Ronaldsey being bloody freezing in winter, far too cold to spend hours outside starkers worshipping Satan and the fact that South Ronaldsey has  a complete lack of features such as trees and hills, so even if the Minister and his mates were outside freezing their knackers off worshipping Satan they would be visible to half the island. It cut no ice with the Experts  – they were absolutely convinced that there were devil worshippers on South Ronaldsey and what’s more the worshipping involved children.

The case came to Court in April. Sheriff David Kelbie dismissed the case as ‘fatally flawed’ and was clearly aghast that anyone could have believed such nonsense. The children were returned to their parents in the same month. However, the Reporter appealed against Sheriff Kelbie’s dismissal of the case and in June 1991 the appeal was upheld by another Court, who was highly critical of David Kelbie. However the Reporter took the view that the publicity surrounding the case had been severely compromising and the application was abandoned.

The seized objects returned to the islanders included a videotape of an episode of Blackadder and a model aeroplane that the children had made from two pieces of wood – which social workers had described as ‘a cross’. Rev MacKenzie was asked to sign for the return of ‘three masks, two hoods, one black cloak’, but refused to sign until the inventory was altered to read ‘three nativity masks, two academic hoods, one priest’s robe’.

An Inquiry into the matter Chaired by Lord Clyde published its Report in Oct 1992. Lord Clyde was high critical of the police, social workers, Orkney Islands Council and particularly condemned the social workers’ methods, training and judgment. Liz McLean – the social worker who had led the interviews with the children – had previously been involved in the Rochdale Satanic Abuse Scandal which had resulted in children being removed from their homes amidst farcical allegations which were later found to have no substance, was harshly criticised by Lord Clyde and had also been criticised in another investigation in Ayrshire.

In 1996 four families accepted compensation and an apology.

In 2006, by which time all the children involved were adults, some of them spoke publicly. They described incredibly distressing experiences and one of them spoke at length about how aggressive, intimidating and manipulative Liz McLean was. The former children described being constantly interrogated and asked the same questions repeatedly until the ‘right’ answers were given. One young woman told of how she was asked to draw a picture of what the adults had been up to with her – she was completely nonplussed so she drew a picture of a pony. She was told to draw another picture so she did – but that wasn’t satisfactory either. Eventually the interviewing social worker drew a picture herself and told the girl to copy it.

One of the social workers involved, Janet Chisholm, refused to apologise and maintained that the social workers’ suspicions were correct and that the denials of the children was simply more evidence that they were Keeping Secrets, the Secrets in question being Satanic Abuse Secrets. And when women say no they mean yes, as Dr Dafydd Alun Jones would no doubt confirm.

More recently, the GP on South Ronaldsey, Dr Helen Martini – who is married to Dr Richard Broadhurst, the now retired GP who was the island’s doctor at the time of the Satanic Panic – proffered her opinion. Dr Martini maintained that the problem was that the health service, social work departments and councils are run by stupid people – that there is ‘an awful lot of stupidity but no malice’. As an example Dr Martini mentioned that one family involved were Quakers and social workers became very concerned when they learned that the family prayed without a Minister present.

Dr Martini is correct when she says that there is an awful lot of stupidity – the stupidities of so many are so enormous that they would never be believed if they were not witnessed – but not everyone is that stupid and there are huge levels of sheer malice.

Look at the dates of the idiocies on South Ronaldsey – the madness broke out in late 1989, escalated during 1990 and then erupted in Feb 1991. It’s north Wales again – Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and I were writing to the authorities about what we had witnessed in north Wales. Alison and I – as well as my friends who knew what had happened to me – were being unlawfully dismissed from our jobs and I was being dragged through the Courts in the wake of mental health staff perjuring themselves as they tried to have me imprisoned for very serious offences. By Feb 1991 St George’s Hospital Medical School had joined in the cover-up of the criminality in north Wales (see previous posts).

There weren’t Satanists on Orkney – but there were paedophile gangs operating in children’s services right across the UK and at least some of those people responsible for the Satanic Panic on Orkney knew it. Like Cleveland, Rochdale and Nottingham, Orkney was a very useful distraction on the part of a social work establishment that had become horribly corrupted. People were piping up about what was happening to children in care and this was social works response.

The person who first started giving seminars and providing ‘training’ to social workers re Satanic Abuse in the UK was a social worker in north Wales. A massively vulnerable learning disabled sister and her brother – two adults who couldn’t cope after their elderly parents died – were banged up in  the North Wales Hospital Denbigh on the basis that they were involved with Satanic Abuse. This was an institution in which people were illegally imprisoned, in which patients were being sexually exploited and which was facilitating a paedophile ring.

Whilst this was going on Jim Wallace was MP for Orkney and Shetland. In 1992 when it was clear that the allegations of Satanists on Orkney had no basis at all Jim became leader of the Scottish Lib Dems. In April 1992, days after the General Election, five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed by a firebomb. Jim doesn’t seem to have used his position to speak out or assist those families whose lives had been ripped apart. Not that it did Jim any harm – he was Minister of Justice, 1999-03; Deputy FM 1999-05; Minister for Enterprise and Learning, 2003-05 and was given a peerage in 2007. Jim hit the jackpot for a while after the resignation of Henry McLeish as FM – between 28 Oct 2000-Nov 2001 Jim was acting FM of Scotland. During the period of the wailing and the gnashing of teeth that followed the publication of the cover-up which was the Waterhouse Report.

In 2008 Jim Wallace was appointed as a member of the Calman Commission on devolution, Chaired by Sir Kenneth Calman, a man who knows a great deal about Top Doctors concealing organised child abuse (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part V’).

In May 2010 Jim Wallace was appointed as Lord Advocate for Scotland under the Coalition Gov’t led by David Cameron – he was also appointed Deputy Leader of the Lords. In 2013 Cleggy made Wallace leader of the Lib Dems in the Lords.

Jim Wallace is an elder of the Church of Scotland.


Jim Wallace was Deputy FM whilst the FM was Donald Dewar, then Henry McLeish, then Jack McConnell.

After Donald Dewar met an unfortunate end, Henry McLeish became FM of Scotland but ended up resigning after he was found to be sub-letting his constituency office. Jack McConnell was then FM, 2001-07.

Jack McConnell went to university with two friends of mine. McConnell came from the Isle of Arran and went to Stirling University, where he was President of the Students’ Union and was very obviously preparing himself for a career in politics.

Donald Dewar had a house in Stirling as well as his flat in Glasgow.

After he graduated in 1983 Jack worked as a teacher and was a member of Stirling District Council, 1988-92. He became General Secretary of the Scottish Labour Party in 1992 – the position became vacant as a result of John Smith becoming leader of the Labour Party. Jack inherited a Party crippled by bitter in-fighting – furthermore one MP, Gordon McMaster, committed suicide. Between 1989-98 McConnell was a member of the Scottish Constitutional Convention. In 1997 as General Secretary Jack managed Labour’s successful devolution referendum campaign. His really big break came in the 1997 General Election – the Tories were completely smashed and were left with no seats at all.

In 1999 Jack McConnell was elected as the MSP for Motherwell and Wishaw – Donald Dewar immediately appointed him as Minister for Finance. Jack soon found himself in hot water when he was accused of doing favours for his friends at lobbying company Beattie Media, including the son of Jack’s mentor John Reid. If Jack ever wanted to keep a story out of the media, he has a useful friend to assist him – he is good friends with Kirsty Wark of Newsnight fame and her husband Alan Clements, a TV producer.

There was one story that Jack knew would become public if he became FM though, so he fessed up in public in the name of honesty and transparency. In 1990 Jack married Bridget Brown but in 1993 he had an affair with Maureen Smith, the Labour Party’s Scottish Press Officer. Jack and Maureen were quite blatant and Jack’s dad admitted that The Sun got hold of the story in 1994. But not a word was published. So why did Jack know that it would become public if he became FM? Because by then Jack had an Enemy. After John Smith died, Jack backed Blair for the leadership and Gordon was mightily pissed off with him. Jack himself had a reputation as a fixer and a spinner and would happily leak stories to the media – he was doing this with a vengeance in 1996. As the 1997 General Election loomed, Jack discovered that a poisonous whispering campaign against him was coming from Gordon’s mates in north London and it was doing Jack a lot of damage. Yet for some reason this stopped – but no-one explained why. Gordon is not a man to forgive people who have crossed him. Bridget knew that and told her friends that she was really worried that Gordon was going to go for Jack’s jugular if Jack became First Minister – so Jack fessed up and placed the story in the media himself. The whole saga was published in an article in the Scottish Herald in Nov 2001. Jack’s mum admits that Jack is a ‘wee bit ruthless’ – well he has to be in his position, it’s just politics…

There’s one thing that Jack really hates though, as he explained to the Scottish Herald – child abuse. Jack thinks that it’s unforgivable and that children must be protected. Just as well really because in Nov 2001 the claims that Waterhouse was one big whitewash had not yet died down.

Jack feels so passionately about child abuse that he knew exactly who to invite to set up the first independent inspection body for the social services in Scotland in 2005 – the Scottish Gov’t invited Alexis Jay to do it! That is the Alexis Jay who is currently making a big issue out of Chairing IICSA (Independent Inquiry into Child Sexual Abuse) and who is investigating every instance of abuse since the dawn of time. Survivors and witnesses have walked out of Alexis’s Inquiry in despair, pointing out that it was social workers who abused them, so how can they be expected to have any confidence in an Inquiry Chaired by a senior social worker? Survivors have also denounced Alexis’s Inquiry as a ‘social workers talking shop’. The Inquiry is also haemorrhaging lawyers as well. Nonetheless Alexis battles on reassuring us all, Esther-like, that she cares about the children.

Supporters of the social workers talking shop point to Alexis being a visiting Prof at Strathclyde University and the independent Chair of CELCIS (Centre for Excellence for Looked After Children). I thought that Alexis might be involved with ‘excellence’, wherever excellence is involved things have usually gone very badly wrong. Alexis comes highly recommended. Keith Vaz, the man who has worked as a lawyer for three different Councils whilst their children’s services were infiltrated by paedophiles, the man who has been caught with his trousers down – literally in that incident in which he was passing himself off as a washing machine salesman – repeatedly, but continues to get himself appointed or elected to responsible positions by his colleagues in Parliament, described Alexis as ‘clearly a suitable candidate with vast experience’.

So what experience does Alexis have?

After Alexis left school she worked as a journalist on the now defunct magazine ‘Scotland’. Alexis however realised that her heart was in social work when in her early 20s she ‘fell in love’ with the man whom she later married, Chris Jay, who was a social worker. Alexis doesn’t have children herself but Chris does – he had acquired a few by the time that he met Alexis. I’m not entirely sure but I get the impression that Chris might have been married to someone else when Alexis fell in love with him – however that does happen and unless someone knows someone else very well indeed, one should not judge in cases of relationship break-ups. What interests me though is that Chris Jay wasn’t a common or garden social worker. Chris was a very senior social worker – he was Deputy Head of Social Work for the former Strathclyde Regional Authority, then the biggest authority in the UK. So Alexis embarked upon a career in social work. Alexis moved to Glasgow to live with Chris.

At some point Alexis did her social work training at Moray House School of Education, which is now part of Edinburgh University – Alexis grew up in Edinburgh.

Alexis spent six years in Glasgow where she worked with the first Women’s Aid refuge in the Gorbals. If Alexis spent six years doing that, she will know all about the abuse of children in care, the abuses of psychiatry and examples of dissenters being fitted up to save the careers and reputations of rather more privileged people. Alexis simply tells journos that she has worked for over thirty years in deprived areas of Glasgow and Edinburgh.

Alexis impressed people so much that she rapidly rose – she ended up as Chief Inspector of Social Work in Scotland. In this capacity Alexis ‘oversaw’ the allegations of Satanic abuse in Orkney. Ah – so now we know who it was who sent a crowd of completely mad social workers, police and other officials out to the Western Isles to seize children from their homes during the night and subsequently tried to intimidate the children into colluding with crazy allegations against their parents and the Minister. Some of the children from Orkney were placed in Glasgow – Alexis’s stamping ground. When Alexis ‘oversaw’ all this, she will have known what was happening in north Wales. Alexis ‘oversaw’ something else as well – ‘social service failure’ in the case of Colyn Evans. Colyn Evans was a teenaged sex offender who whilst he was only 17, murdered a 16 year old girl who had befriended him, Karen Dewar. After Evans murdered Karen he put her body in a wheelie bin and tried to set fire to it. He also attempted to decapitate her with a bread knife. Colyn Evans had left a ‘care home’ and had been placed in temporary accommodation in Tayport, near to Karen’s house, by Fife Council.

Jack McConnell’s wife Bridget used to work for Fife Council.

Colyn Evans didn’t come from Scotland – he ended up in Scotland when his parents moved there. Colyn Evans and his family came from Aberdare – in Wales. Evans had been accused of  14 sex offences between the ages of 10 and 16 years. A report by Alexis and the police concluded that although there had been ‘failures’ in the way that Evans’s case was ‘managed’, the ‘mistakes’ had no bearing on Karen’s death. Somehow I thought that might be the conclusion.

So why did Jack McConnell’s Gov’t need Alexis to become the Chief Exec of SWIA (the Social Work Inspection Agency)? Jack established the SWIA in 2005 because  it became clear after two big scandals – the death of 11 week old Caleb Ness from Edinburgh and another case involving an Inquiry concerning the case of a learning disabled girl in the Borders – that there were systematic failures which did not reflect well on the previous Inspectorate and the Mental Welfare Commission. It was also decided that the remit of the previous Inspectorate did not go far enough. So a new body was established with a wider remit and Alexis was appointed CEO. The Alexis who had been the Chief Social Work Inspector of the previous Inspectorate which had screwed up so badly.

When the functions of the SWIA and the Care Commission were taken over by the Care Inspectorate in 2011 dear old Alexis stayed in place as Chief Social Work Inspector to the Scottish Gov’t until 2013.

I was not surprised to learn that Aexis has previously been the Chief Social Work Advisor to the Scottish Gov’t and the former President of the British Association of Directors of Social Work.

An article in the Guardian in 2015 quoted Alexis as saying that ‘politicians wanted to keep a lid on child sexual abuse’. Yes Alexis – that’s why they keep appointing you to the most senior positions in social work in Scotland and it’s why someone thought that it would be a good idea to ask you to Chair the IICSA.

There may be another reason for Alexis’s success, as well as her being married to a senior social work manager and successfully concealing mountains of crap. In March 1993 an article appeared in the Scottish Herald which mentions that Chris Jay, the Senior Deputy Director of Social Work for Strathclyde Regional Council, had withdrawn his application for the post of Director of Social Work ‘for personal reasons’. In March 1993 Scotland was still coping with the fall out from the outbreak of insanity regarding the chaos that was caused by Alexis and co in South Ronaldsey. The article also mentions that the ‘equal opportunities lobby’ wanted more women in senior management positions. So that was the green light for the Scottish establishment to promote a grossly incompetent woman who had presided over failure and catastrophe, rather than a grossly incompetent man who had presided over failure and catastrophe. And of course being a woman, Alexis will Care – and she isn’t in possession of a penis, so she won’t be leading a Satan worshipping session like your average Church Minister in the Western Isles would be. In 2000 Alexis was appointed Director of Social Work for West Dunbartonshire County Council.

Alexis shares her talents with the Third Sector as well – she is a Trustee of the Royal Voluntary Service, of which HM the Queen is Patron and Camilla, Duchess of Cornwall, is President. Another Trustee of the RVS is Sir Paul Williams, who featured in my post ‘The Reality Is, There Is No Problem’. Sir Paul is the former Director General of Health and Social Services for the Welsh Gov’t and CEO of NHS Wales. Paul spent his whole career in the Welsh healthcare/social services system. He was there throughout the years of paedophilia, criminality, lobotomies and the illegal imprisonment of the victims of paedophiles or people who had dared complain, Paul was on the scene throughout it all.


The man who appointed Alexis with her dire track record to the highest positions in her profession, Jack McConnell, is a UK Ambassador for Action for Children.

In 2007 Jack was an advisor to Clinton Hunter Development Initiative in Malawi and Rwanda. In 2008 Gordon Brown appointed Jack as the PM’s Special Representative on Conflict Resolution Mechanisms.

Jack is a non-executive Director of Optical Express and DCM (Optical Holdings). So it’s Jack’s business interests benefiting from all that expensive laser eye-treatment that has been so heavily promoted over the past few years.

Jack’s friend and mentor is John Reid, Blair’s former Health Minister who in that capacity encouraged private companies to run treatment centres for knee, hip and eye operations.

Like Jack, John Reid went to Stirling University. Reid went to Stirling as a mature student and then stayed on to do a PhD, so he could well still have had connections at Stirling when Jack arrived in 1979.

John Reid, like Stalin’s Granny, was brought up as a Catholic.

At Stirling Reid was a member of the Communist Party of Great Britain, but skilfully appealed to Labour students as well which resulted in him becoming President of the Students’ Union.

After finishing his PhD Reid worked as a researcher officer for the Labour Party in Scotland. Between 1983-85 he was political advisor to Neil Kinnock. After Kinnock lost the 1983 General Election in a big way, he went to Reid to ask him why the Labour Party was being rejected so robustly by the electorate. Neil – there were complex multiple reasons, but I think that one of the reasons might have been the leader. Of course, if you had exposed Thatcher’s aide Peter Morrison and others whilst they were abusing children in north Wales and elsewhere, Thatcher would have been sunk. Instead you used your knowledge of what was happening to maintain your own position. Whilst my friends and I had our lives and careers destroyed and some people died – but at least a third rate tosser like you and scores of other third rate tossers were able to spend your lives in jobs that you couldn’t do and then spend your later years troughing in the European Parliament and the Lords.

Reid was one of the earliest Labour Party ‘modernisers’, so he’d obviously forgotten about his socialist principles by 1983. Between 1986-87, Reid was the Scottish Organiser of the Trade Unions for Labour.

In 1987 John Reid was elected as MP for Motherwell North – which became Hamilton North and Bellshill. He held the seat until 2005. Between 2005-10 Reid was MP for Airdrie and Shotts – he succeeded Stalin’s Granny in that constituency.

In 1989 Kinnock appointed John Reid Shadow front bench Spokesman for children. So we can assume that John Reid knew exactly what was happening to children at the hands of the social services and others….

Always a man of good judgement, during the Bosnian war Reid became friends with Radovan Karadzic and spent three days as Karadzic’s guest at a luxury Geneva lakeside hotel. This was during the period of Radovan’s indicted war crimes, April 1992-July 1995.

During the early 1990s there were a number of incidents in which John Reid got pissed and brawled in the Commons.

Reid held seven Cabinet posts in seven years under Blair.

In 1999 he took over from Stalin’s Granny as Secretary of State for Scotland, where he remained until 2001. He was appointed Secretary of State for N Ireland in 2001, as a consequence of one of Mandy’s resignations. In 2002 he became Chair of the Labour Party and Minister without Portfolio and for a brief three months from March 2003 Reid was Leader of the Commons and Lord President of the Council.

John Reid was appointed Secretary of State for Health after Alan Milburn’s resignation in June 2003. Private Eye reported that when Reid was given the job his response was ‘oh fuck, not health’. Well there was the matter of Mid-Staffs wiping out patients which everybody knew was happening but concealed nonetheless, the ever demanding BMA and the Top Doctors, the careers of whistleblowers to ruin, the institutionally corrupt drain on taxpayers money which was host to serious criminality… Reid had the answer – it was he who was responsible for giving the Top Doctors a 22% pay rise in return for them doing even less work and opting out of weekend and evening treatment.

John Reid also brought in ‘tough challenges’ for hospitals in order to reduce hospital acquired infections. This happened in Wales as well and resulted in Ysbyty Gwynedd fiddling their stats whilst Keith Thomson was Chief Exec of the North West Wales NHS Trust – I have a mole who told me that before the box ticker went around the wards to count the number of people diagnosed with hospital acquired infections, anybody with hospital acquired infections would be temporarily removed from the ward on and the box ticker would studiously ignore the temporarily empty bed and not ask any questions. Keith was also prepared to risk patients’ health quite blatantly. At one point there was an MRSA infection in the Hergest Unit. It was known and the staff were ordered not to tell the patients – neither was the ward cleaned. One patient had already needed extensive surgery as a result of contracting MRSA. The Hergest whistleblower discreetly approached all patients who had open wounds – there were a few because there were self-harmers on the ward – and told them not to use the bathrooms. So the patients went unwashed but at least no-one else had to have parts of their anatomy surgically removed because of Keith Thomson’s dishonesty. At the time that Thomson was doing this, Health Inspectorate Wales was publishing reports signed by their then Chief Executive Dr Peter Higson complimenting the North West Wales NHS Trust on its excellence and high quality of care.

Reid became Secretary of State for Defence in 2005. In Jan 2006 Reid committed 3,300 troops to Helmand province. In March 2006 Reid denied that there was a civil war in Iraq and reassured everyone that ‘we will not allow a civil war to develop’. In Feb 2010 Reid found himself giving evidence to the Iraq Inquiry.

A fine record of achievement on the part of John there.

Obviously after his success at Defence, there was only one job for John Reid – Home Secretary. He was appointed in 2006. John created 8000 more prison places and reformed the probation service. Eleven years later the prisons are in chaos. This morning one of the leading items on Radio 4’s Today programme was the admission that healthcare in one of the prisons in Liverpool is so bad that prisoners have died unnecessarily and there has been publicity in the last few days regarding the new-style privatised probation service monitoring serious offenders by giving them the occasional telephone call.

John Reid called for reform of the Human Rights Act in 2006 after the Afghans who hijacked a plane in order to escape the Taliban and landed in the UK won their appeal to remain in the UK. The Human Rights Act was the work of Charlie Falconer who worked out that it would be a useful way of enabling the likes of Cherie to set up in business advising dictators but because at the same time Charlie withdrew virtually all legal aid in the UK there was no danger of anyone who had been ruined or harmed by the state being able to seek redress under the Human Rights Act.

I was delighted to hear Lord David Neuberger – who was until very recently President of the Supreme Court – on the radio yesterday telling us that we are all now fully protected by the Human Rights Act. So that’s why so many NHS patients are dying and their relatives are unable to get answers or why nearly every UK social services dept has a major problem with the grooming and trafficking of children in their care but those kids can’t gain redress either. All we’ve got is Alexis and her Inquiry which most people have walked out of.

Lord Neuberger’s father was a Top Doctor – Prof of Chemical Pathology at St Mary’s, Paddington. Lord Neuberger’s brother Michael is or was Prof of Molecular Immunology at Cambridge University. Lord Neuberger’s brother James is Prof of Medicine at Birmingham University. Prof Robert Bluglass concealed the criminal activities of Dafydd et al in north Wales, whilst they facilitated a paedophile ring – Bluglass had a Chair at Birmingham University. As did Professor Ian Brockington who I think should have raised the alarm about one Dr Tony Francis whilst Francis worked with Brockington in Manchester, before Francis relocated to north Wales. Lord Neuberger’s three children are all solicitors. So the Neuberger family are doing really well out of the Human Rights Act.

Lord Neuberger was Chair of the Schizophrenia Trust, 2003-13 – it is now known as Mental Health Research UK.

John Reid was tough on terrorism as well, so that’ll explain the idiocies happening such as primary school children being reported to the police after they told a teacher that they lived in a terraced house and the teacher became over-excited and thought that the kiddies had told them that they lived in a terrorist house. Well the family were Muslims, you can’t be too careful and we know that schools have to look out for signs of radicalisation in the reception class.

Reid voted for the NHS Foundation Trusts – which simply encouraged the likes of Mid-Staffs and Keith Thomson to tell even more lies – and voted for British National Identity cards. He supported the Iraq war and after there wasn’t a civil war in Iraq he voted against a motion calling for an independent inquiry by a committee of Privy Councillors into the Iraq war.

John Reid left the Cabinet when Blair resigned and didn’t return. In 2010 Reid was given a peerage.

In 2007 Reid became Chairman of Celtic Football Club. In 2008 he was appointed an honorary Professor at UCL, to the Chair of the Institute of Security and resilience Studies. In 2008 Reid became a group consultant for G4S.


So there’s a few of the details from some of scenes of The Scottish Play. There do seem to be an awful lot of premature deaths involved of middle-aged men who were experiencing manageable conditions that the Top Doctors usually seem to treat quite successfully. The thing that I notice about The Scottish Play is that the actors must know how bloody dangerous it is consulting Top Doctors because they were well aware of the circumstances in which some of their colleagues died. For example, John Smith appointed Joe Benton as Chief Whip after Benton won the Bootle by-election. The reason why Benton became MP for Walton is that the previous MP – Michael Carr – had been told by Top Doctors at Walton Hospital that he was hyperventilating and to go home and make an appointment with his GP. In total Michael Carr spent less than 30 minutes in the hospital. Carr had a heart attack hours later, was taken back to Walton Hospital where the Top Doctors finished the job and ‘were unable to revive him’. Carr had fought Militant on a rather more personal level that Neil Kinnock ever did. Walton was an area dominated by Militant and the NHS unions contained many supporters of Militant. For details of the very sad story of Michael Carr and the spineless DPPs – Sir Allan Green and Dame Barbara Mills, an in-law of Tessa Jowell – who would not take on a load of bastards who deliberately let a patient die, see post ‘News From Sicily’.

I have mentioned that John Smith had previously been told by a Top Doctor at Edinburgh Royal Infirmary that he definitely didn’t have heart trouble days before he had a heart attack. The circumstances of his death were as follows:  on 11 May 1994 Smith had made a speech at a fundraising dinner at the Park Lane Hotel. At 8-05 the next morning he had a heart attack at his flat in the Barbican. His wife phoned an ambulance and he was taken to Barts where he died at 9-15 am. On the 28 April Smith had visited the A&E dept where he died to campaign against its proposed closure. The doctor who gave Smith the guided tour of the A&E dept was Professor Mike Besser. Mike Besser was the Top Doctor who treated John Smith when he was admitted to Barts A&E after his heart attack – Besser tried so hard to save him, but he just couldn’t. John Smith was 56 years old.

MPs cried in the House when they heard that Smith had died. And I bet that the Top Doctors got every penny that they had been demanding before his death.

I can remember the death of John Smith very well. I was a patient at the Herget Unit at the time and I heard the news flash on the radio that he had died. I went off into the patients’ garden to tell everyone that John Smith had died. The patients’ garden was directly outside Tony Francis’s (Dr X’s) office, the Dr Tony Francis who was concealing the paedophile ring in north Wales and who unbeknown to me was spending a lot of time perjuring himself and encouraging other people to do the same in an attempt to have me imprisoned. Francis came out of his office and asked me exactly what I had heard on the radio and how John Smith had died. He then commented that it was a great a pity and disappeared. Very soon after John Smith’s death, the Hergest Unit mounted yet another prosecution against me, alleging that I and another patient had threatened a member of staff from the Arfon Community Mental Health Team over the phone. I received a letter from the hospital management telling me that I would  be refused all care and support, that my keyworker – who was at the time the Hergest whistleblower who had been incredibly helpful – had been ordered off my case and was under instructions to have no contact with me at all under any circumstances. I was told that if I went to Ysbyty Gwynedd I would be arrested. I received a phone call from a police officer in Bangor who asked me to drop into Bangor Police Station for a ‘chat’. When I arrived I was arrested, driven to Caernarfon Police Station for some unknown reason and charged. I was left to find my own way home to Bethesda, some miles away from Caernarfon, with no car and no money.

I then received a letter from the hospital stating that I was now deemed to be a dangerous patient and thus my ‘care’ was being transferred to the forensic psychiatry team. The pantomime went on for many months until the case was heard at the Magistrates Court. During the case, the CPS lawyer read out a statement from the woman whom I was alleged to have threatened, a CPN called Bridget Lloyd, who stated that I was such a threat to her that she had been issued with a personal alarm by Gwynedd Health Authority which she carried with her at all times.  The Court was also told that Lloyd had stated that she had young children, that she was ‘absolutely terrified’ of me and that if I was acquitted the Health Authority would make a safe house available for Bridget and her children because a murderous onslaught from me was inevitable.

I was acquitted, as was the other patient who was on trial with me.

After the acquittal I received a letter from the Hergest Unit saying that I would not be receiving an apology and that the Hergest whistleblower would not be reinstated as my keyworker. I then found out that before the case had been heard Dr Tony Francis had kindly prepared a report for the Court for their use – for WHEN I was found guilty. The report stated that I was dangerous and should be handed over to the forensic team with a view to having me placed in a secure unit.

Last year my lawyer forwarded me some documents relating to that case in 1994. Among them were copies of documents that Bridget Lloyd had sent to managers in Gwynedd Health Authority in which she stated quite clearly that she wasn’t frightened of me, that she had only ever met me once many years ago and that she didn’t think that I’d recognise her if I did see her. That memo was dated shortly before she made her statement to the police. It was also acknowledged that I hadn’t actually phoned anyone at all – but everyone ‘knew’ that I had told the other patient to ‘threaten’ Bridget. Not that he had threatened her either – he had sworn at one of her colleagues. Because they had tried to have him arrested for something that he had not done…

Tony Francis killed himself shortly after Operation Pallial reopened the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. I understand that his widow Sadie told her neighbours that he committed suicide because of me. Which is very odd because I hadn’t seen him for many years although I had seen Sadie – I’d bumped into her a few months before and she was very chummy and told me that she heard that I was planning to publish a book about my experiences with the mental health services. She then asked me if I was still in contact with Brown.

We can’t ask Tony what they were all up to because he’s dead – just like John Smith and Michael Carr and Donald Dewar – so perhaps Sadie Francis and Bridget Lloyd would like to explain themselves to Operation Pallial.

Eight months after John Smith died Gordon Anglesea was awarded £375k in libel damages against Private Eye, the Observer, HTV and the Indie on Sunday, after they named him as someone who had abused boys in care in north Wales. One of the young men who gave evidence against Anglesea was found dead some three months later.

Last year Gordon Anglesea was imprisoned for historical sex abuse against children in care in north Wales. He died in prison. The Police Federation turned out in force at his funeral to wave him a fond farewell. Before he died, they were supporting him in his planned appeal against his conviction and a barrister had offered their services for free.

Thank God our human rights are now so well protected by Lady Brenda Hale, Charlie Falconer, Cherie et al.

There was of course another Scottish politician who pissed off a few people who also met an untimely death – Robin Cook. Whilst mountain walking. Just like that.

There must be so much hand-washing going on among the performers of The Scottish Play that industrial quantities of soap will be needed.

When I first made a complaint in 1985 about the Top Doctors who were facilitating a paedophile ring in north Wales, it was actually Tony Francis who became very aggressive with me and snapped that I would find that no doctor would agree to treat me ‘after this’. Well they certainly did all they could not to, including Francis himself – and when they were told by lawyers that they had a legal obligation to treat me they simply spent years trying to have me fitted up for serious offences and then incarcerated.

Thank God I’m not a Scottish Labour politician who actually trusted the bastards and kept giving them more money – I’d be dead.

So Who Was Angry About What?

The recent flurry of media allegations and counter-allegations concerning Ted Heath have quietened down over the past two weeks or so. I have mentioned previously that although I have never received information suggesting that Heath did abuse children, some of the people whom he appointed to senior positions did some pretty appalling things and were involved in concealing the abuse of children and/or mental health patients. Some of those responsible for the unlawful arrest and imprisonment of Mary Wynch were appointed by Heath (see posts ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’, ‘Those Lawyers And Judges Involved In The Mary Wynch Case’ and ‘A Few Of The Relevant Politicians Re Mary Wynch’s Case’). Willie Whitelaw, Heath’s friend, was a key figure in concealing the wrongdoing in north Wales (see posts ‘The Cradle Of Filth’ and ‘A Bit More Paleontology’) and it was whilst Willie was banging on about giving young offenders a ‘short sharp shock’ that youngsters in Bryn Estyn – which until 1973 was an approved school under the direct control of the Home Office – were beaten, buggered, injured and used to provide sex to various bigwigs.

I’ve been reading a bit more about Heath’s advisors and confidents. Of course the brilliant thing about the suppression of political scandals is that because civil servants and advisors usually work for successive Prime Ministers, the scandals can continue to be very effectively concealed in the event of a change of Gov’t.

One person who worked for successive administrations was Sir Tom McCaffrey, a civil servant who served under both Labour and Tory Gov’ts and who eventually became Jim Callaghan’s Chief of Staff.

In 1966 McCaffrey was appointed Chief Information Officer for the Home Office under Home Secretary Roy Jenkins. In 1971 McCaffrey was appointed deputy to Heath’s spokesman in Number 10, Sir Donald Maitland. By 1972, Heath’s Home Secretary Robert Carr had secured McCaffrey’s return to the Home Office as Director of Information Services. In 1974, Jim Callaghan, Wilson’s Foreign Secretary, asked Sir Tom to lead the Foreign Office news department. Jim Callaghan appointed him to a Committee to examine the presentation of Gov’t policies in 1975.

In 1976 when Wilson resigned, McCaffrey moved to Number 10 with Callaghan. McCaffrey’s ‘official’ biography tells us that he became Callaghan’s Chief of Staff when Thatcher was elected, but Jon Snow in his book ‘Shooting History, A Personal Journey’ mentions meeting Sir Tom McCaffrey, ‘Jim Callaghan’s Chief of Staff’ in 1977. When Michael Foot became leader of the Labour Party, Sir Tom stayed on as his Chief Assistant. Sir Tom stood down in 1983 with Kinnock’s arrival as Labour leader, on the grounds that he was fed up with the battles between the Bennite left and the leadership.

However McCaffrey was clearly not really a man who wanted a quiet life. He then accepted a job from Robert Maxwell to head the office at Cap’n Bob’s British Printing and Communication Corporation. The official remit was that of ‘interior reorganisation’, but in reality McCaffrey served as someone whose excellent Labour contacts were useful to Cap’n Bob. No doubt the Labour Party also hoped to benefit from Sir Tom’s close association with Maxwell. Sir Tom resigned after six months of industrial disputes and Cap’n Bob’s attempts to take over football clubs and the Observer. Sir Tom was obviously a glutton for punishment – he returned to work for Cap’n Bob as Public Affairs Advisor when Maxwell took over the Mirror Group, but resigned six months later.

McCaffrey died in 2016. One of his sons followed him into the Gov’t Information Services.

McCaffrey will have known about Bryn Estyn and he’ll have known that the abuse of boys there continued throughout different Gov’t administrations. This knowledge and McCaffrey’s ability to control it will have been invaluable. He’ll have known a lot about Maxwell as well – he might even have known that he was dipping into the pension fund. McCaffrey was obviously highly valued which was why Robert Carr wanted him back at the Home Office in 1972.

I mentioned that Tom McCaffrey was briefly deputy to Sir Donald Maitland, Heath’s spokesman in Number 10.

Sir Donald Maitland was a diplomat and Heath’s Chief Press Secretary, 1970-73. In Maitland’s obituary in the Daily Telegraph Maitland was described as one of Heath’s ‘most trusted advisors’, especially in relation to N Ireland and industrial relations. It was noted in his obituary that Maitland briefed and misled journalists and that he was also very successful on securing Heath appearances on current affairs programmes – this was a great frustration to the Labour Party because they had no right of reply to such broadcasts.

Maitland was an Arab specialist who joined the Foreign Office in 1947. He became Private Secretary to Minister of State Lord Reading at some point prior to 1956 (please see post ’95 Glorious Years!’ for information on Lord Reading, one of the old Imperialists whom Trumpers’ and her parents were friends with). Maitland won Heath’s confidence when he worked in the Foreign and Commonwealth Office’s news dept and was seconded to work as Heath’s Press Officer, 1960-61, whilst Heath was Lord Privy Seal in Harold Macmillan’s Gov’t. Between 1965-67 Maitland worked as Head of News for the Foreign Office, first under Foreign Secretary Michael Stewart, then under Foreign Secretary George Brown. Maitland headed George Brown’s Private Office, but was known to dislike Brown intensely – but then a lot of people did. Maitland was appointed as Ambassador to Libya just as Colonel Gadaffi seized power in 1969.

In the early 1970s Donald Maitland had a key role in the propaganda campaign that the British security services operated in relation to the IRA. In a letter to the PM (Heath) dated 4 Nov 1971, Maitland confirms that he’d Chaired a meeting with Clifford Hill and had decided, along with Sir Dick White and Norman Reddaway, to place anti-IRA propaganda in the British press and media, the first task being to counter the effects of the Compton Report. The Compton Report was the result of the Inquiry into the physical abuse of IRA suspects held under the policy of internment. Hill, White and Reddaway were all members of the security services who are known to have been involved in spreading propaganda and misinformation for various purposes. Maitland confirms in his letter that the machinery for the propaganda campaign was already in place. Maitland was Heath’s spokesman in Number 10 in 1971.

In March 1974 Maitland was recalled from his post with the UN as Britain’s Permanent Representative – a post to which he had been appointed in March 1973 – after Ivor Richard’s shock defeat in the previously safe Labour seat of Blythe and Wilson’s unexpected return to power. Ivor Richard lost the seat to Eddie Milne, who had stood as the Independent Labour candidate. Eddie Milne had been the sitting Labour MP but had dared raise concerns about the corruption in north east England including the Poulson Affair, which had involved a number of big Labour figures and resulted in a number of prison sentences as well as the resignation of Reginald Maudling, the Conservative Home  Secretary. Milne had been deselected by the Labour Party but won the election nonetheless. Not that anyone need have worried – a vendetta against him ensued, the political careers of Milne and his supporters were destroyed and at the Oct 1974 General Election Milne lost the seat to Labour’s John Ryman, a con man who swindled wealthy women. Maitland  was obviously recalled for some purpose, although there was no job for him – so a post was created especially for Maitland, that of Deputy Under-Secretary at the Foreign and Commonwealth Office. In 1975 Maitland became Britain’s Permanent Representative to the EEC in Brussels.

At the end of 1979 Maitland was appointed Deputy to Sir Michael Palliser, the Permanent Under-Secretary in the Foreign and Commonwealth Office and Head of the Diplomatic Service. Palliser later became Thatcher’s Special Advisor in the Cabinet Office, April-July 1982, during the Falklands campaign.

Between June 1980 and his retirement from the civil service in Dec 1982, Maitland was Permanent Secretary at the Dept of Energy, under Secretary of State Nigel Lawson – he who does not accept that climate change is happening. Maitland’s role at the Dept of Energy was described as strengthening relations with the Arab members of OPEC. I note that Dr David Owen was Shadow Secretary of State for Energy for the year preceding the time that Maitland was Permanent Secretary and for the first six months of his incumbency. Which might explain why Dr Death was Chair of Yukos International UK BV, a division of the former Russian petroleum company Yukos, 2002-05 and was a Director of the Texas-based Hyperdynamics Corporation, ‘an oil concern with an exclusive lease to an offshore area of the Republic of Guinea’, 2009-14.

Donald Maitland didn’t put his feet up when he retired. He was a Director of Britoil; Deputy Chair of the IBA; Chair of the Independent Commission On the Worldwide Telecommunications Dept.

In 1989 Maitland was appointed Chair of the Public Health Education Authority. My post ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’ explains how at this time, the very highest echelons in the Dept of Health were concealing the abuse of patients in special hospitals – including that carried out by Jimmy Savile who had by then been appointed general manager of Broadmoor by Jean Trumpington (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’), as well as the criminal activities of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) in north Wales as they facilitated and concealed the paedophile ring in north Wales which was supplying children to the Westminster Paedophile Ring. A new problem facing those who participated in promiscuous gay sex, particularly with intravenous drug users had emerged – HIV AIDS. My post ‘Professor Prestigious And His Associates’ describes how dear old Dr Donald Acheson the Chief Medical Officer really pushed the boat out at this time, when he and others realised that public figures – including those in Westminster – were at very great risk indeed if they were having sex with rent boys. The threat was real and was demonstrated by the death from AIDS in 1993 of Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon, son of Lord Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon. Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon was known to be sexually using boys in care in north Wales. The social services knew about it and had even documented it. The North Wales Police knew about it and even managed to have one of Tyrell-Kenyon’s under-aged sexual partners convicted of theft – after he had spent the night with Tyrell-Kenyon in the Crest Hotel in Wrexham – and sent to a detention centre whereas Tyrell-Kenyon faced no charges himself. Lord Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon was a Conservative peer, a member of the North Wales Police Authority, Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority, a Councillor for Flintshire County Council, a magistrate and the Master Of The North Wales Province Of Freemasonry.

One of Donald Acheson’s biggest problems regarding the public education campaign concerning AIDS was persuading Thatcher and some of her Ministers that it was necessary to talk frankly about gay sex. Acheson eventually overcame their resistance – presumably by explaining that a few of their number stood to die unpleasant and drawn out deaths if they didn’t change their behaviour. However it seems that Maitland was part of the resistance, or if he wasn’t, he was taking orders from them – it was Maitland who ordered the suspension of the HEA’s programme on HIV and sexual health in 1992 after the newly appointed Health Minister, Dr Brian Mawhinney, banned a ‘smutty’ pocket guide produced by the HEA . Mawhinney is rather more well-known for his role as Chairman of the Conservative Party, 1995-97. Mawhinney’s brother is married to barrister Patricia Scotland. Scotland acted for the Welsh Office at the Waterhouse Inquiry, the cover-up orchestrated by Secretary of State for Wales William Hague under John Major’s Gov’t, whilst Patsy’s brother-in-law was Party Chairman – the Welsh Office which had completely failed to protect children in care in north Wales from the paedophile gang. The Welsh Office which had failed to respond to complaints of child abuse or even convictions of social workers in north Wales for assaults on children and which had concealed the criminal activities of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, Tony Francis and Gwynedd Social Services by using their own corrupt lawyer Andrew Park and their corrupt Medical Ombudsman, Professor Robert Owen. Patricia Scotland was given a peerage shortly after the Waterhouse Inquiry opened, at . Readers can find details of Patricia’s interesting networks and activities in my posts ‘Baroness Patricia Scotland QC Was On Board As Well!’, ‘More On Baroness Patricia Scotland QC – And Her Very Sleazy Friends’ and ‘Even More About Baroness Patricia Scotland QC’.

Donald Maitland’s term at the HEA ended in 1994. By which time scores of witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal had been found dead – including five who had died when a petrol bomb had been thrown into the building in which they were attending a party (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’) – and the careers of a number of my friends who knew what had happened to me in north Wales as well as my own career had been wrecked. By the time that Maitland had finished his stint at the HEA, Gordon Anglesea, a senior police officer in north Wales, had either won – or was well on the way to winning – his libel case against media outlets who had named him as abusing children in care in north Wales (see posts ‘Y Gwir Yn Erbyn Y Byd’ and ‘Y Gwir Yn Erbyn Y Byd – A Few Additional Comments’). One of the people who gave evidence that Anglesea had molested him when he was in Bryn Estyn was found dead a few weeks later. Last year Gordon Anglesea  was imprisoned for the historical abuse of boys in care in north Wales. As Maitland departed from the HEA, the deal which allowed Dr Dafydd Alun Jones to ‘retire’ without any of the many serious complaints about him being investigated and which allowed Dafydd to walk away clutching the contract to provide ‘substance abuse services’ for north Wales (see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’) was virtually in place…

Maitland was Pro-Chancellor of Bath University, 1997-2000.

Maitland’s obituaries all commented on how intimidating he was for such a small posh man. The Guardian observed that ‘he was sometimes thought to be too ruthless in pursuit of his goals’ and that ‘his goals were…[the] public interest…it was patriotism that inspired him’.

The public interest would never have been served if it had been revealed that some politicians and Whitehall figures had been molesting children, that children who complained and other witnesses were illegally banged up in mental hospitals, framed for serious offences, denied NHS treatment, unlawfully dismissed from their jobs and if they still wouldn’t shut up would be found dead. Neither would the public interest have been served if it had been demonstrated that numerous Top Doctors, lawyers, judges, civil servants, police officers, politicians and members of the security services colluded with all of this and that the media wasn’t reporting it.

Maitland won’t only have known about the wrongdoing in north Wales. He’ll have known about the abuse of boys in the Kincora Boys Home in Belfast by civil servants and members of the British Army and he’ll have known about his fellow diplomat Sir Peter Hayman who was known to be a paedophile, was a founding member of PIE but wasn’t prosecuted even after he left a package containing child porn and other indecent material on a bus (see post ‘Close Your Eyes And Make A WISH’).

I don’t know where we’d be without patriots who act in the public interest. Long before I knew that a whole army of people like Donald Maitland existed, in 2005 I had the public interest defence pulled on me by Adam Peat, the Ombudsman for Wales. I had written to Peat to tell him that I had evidence that staff in the Hergest Unit at Ysbyty Gwynedd had perjured themselves in an attempt to have me convicted of serious offences and that I and other patients had been assaulted by staff and then denied NHS treatment when we had made complaint. Peat’s sidekick threatened me on the phone – as did someone from the NMC after I had made a complaint about Sian Ruth Lloyd, one of the lying, assaultive nurses – and I then received a letter from Peat telling me that it would not be in the public interest to investigate my complaint (see post ‘Yet More Crime And Punishment’). At the time, the catchment area for the Hergest Unit had the highest suicide rate for women in Wales and the second highest suicide rate for women in the whole of England and Wales. There were also a high number of patients prosecuted for ‘attacking staff’. My complaint about Dr Tony Roberts, the particularly unhinged Top Doctor who was behind the co-ordinated attempt to frame me, went uninvestigated by the GMC and last year my lawyer forwarded me the documents relating to my complaint. One of those documents was a copy of a forged letter purporting to be from me concerning my complaint about Tony Roberts that had been found in the possession of the GMC (see post ‘The General Medical Council – And Yet Another Forged Document’).


So what of Robert Carr, who as Home Secretary under Heath had brought Tom McCaffrey back into the Home Office by 1972 – after McCaffrey had been Maitland’s deputy whilst Maitland was doing his Lord Haw-Haw bit for Heath and the security services in N Ireland in 1971?

Robert Carr was the Tory MP for Mitcham, 1950-74 and then for Carshalton, 1974-76. He had been PPS to Anthony Eden, 1951-55, when Eden was Foreign Secretary and then PM. Carr was Secretary of State for Employment, 1970-72 and for a few months in 1972 was Lord President of the Council and Leader of the Commons. After his time as Home Secretary, 1972-74, when Heath was defeated in the first ballot of the Conservative leadership battle, Carr became the temporary leader of the Tory Party at Heath’s request. Carr received a peerage after the Tories lost office. He was a Director of Cadburys-Schweppes, 1979-87 and Securicor, 1974-85. He was Chairman of Prudential Assurance, 1976-85 and Business in the Community, 1984-97. Carr was President of Surrey Cricket Club, 1985-86.

Carr’s time as Home Secretary was marked by the IRA’s mainland bombing campaign and the problems caused by Idi Amin expelling 40,000 Ugandan Asians and the arrival in the UK of many of them. However the matter which really caused Carr a problem and which prevented him being considered for the leadership of the Conservative Party himself was the saga of the Industrial Relations Act of 1971. This was an Act which had been written by Geoffrey Howe who was then Solicitor General in an attempt to severely curb the power of the unions. It faced massive opposition and also proved to be unworkable. It led to the jailing of a group of dockers from the TGWU – who had to be hastily released from prison by Geoffrey Howe himself.

It was the fall-out from the Industrial Relations Act which led to the one thing involving Carr which still causes interest – the prosecution and imprisonment of a number of members of the Angry Brigade, after they planted a bomb at Carr’s house in Jan 1971 which blew up his kitchen but didn’t result in injury to people.

The Angry Brigade were the epitome of everything that was loathed and feared by the early 1970s petit bourgeoisie. They were a group of young people described as ‘university drop outs’ and ‘Trotskyists’ who were dossing down in a house in north London. The Angry Brigade actually seemed to have been comprised of a variety of people. Although most of them did have a middle class background, one, Jake Prescott, was a heroin addict and burglar who had grown up in care and experienced the sort of disadvantage and abuse that the others had little knowledge of. Years later Jake Prescott claimed to have been ruthlessly used by the other members of the Angry Brigade whom he maintains duped him into sending out envelopes containing explosives. Jake has observed that whereas he really was angry and had a lot to be angry about, the others in the Angry Brigade were ‘mildly cross’ middle class Trots.

People have written about the Angry Brigade but nothing is very clear about them even now. Jake claims to have been conned by a bunch of posers who were playing at being revolutionaries, another member who was imprisoned for planting the bomb at Carr’s house maintains that they were completely innocent and were stitched up by the police and the Courts and yet another woman told of how she was a fairly benign activist who was monstered by the legal system and the press, developed serious mental health problems in prison and was threatened with transfer to a secure hospital without limit of time. It is now decades since the trial of the Stoke Newington Eight as they were known, but most of them have shunned virtually all publicity ever since. A number of them did rebuild their lives but they changed their names and/or emigrated and most of them just won’t discuss the Angry Brigade no matter how many journos try to persuade them to do so.

There were allegations at the time that the bomb squad had planted evidence. The police found the most extraordinary arsenal of explosives, guns and weaponry in the house that was the base of the Angry Brigade – it does seem incredible that such a cache would have been quietly sitting in a house in north London and I haven’t read any explanations as to how the young people concerned would ever have got their hands on such weapons. Some years ago one of the police officers involved in the case was interviewed by the Guardian and he did sound rather like a ham actor off Dixon of Dock Green, explaining that the Angry Brigade were a ‘cunning lot’. So are police officers who frame innocent people, but they don’t claim to be revoltionaries, so people aren’t so rattled by them.

There is one member of the Angry Brigade who has fared very much better than the others though. She wasn’t convicted although she did stand trial for conspiracy to cause explosions, she didn’t have her life destroyed, she didn’t become ill and she didn’t emigrate – she became an advisor to the New Labour Gov’t. She did change her name – although she needn’t have bothered because everyone knows who she is. The person concerned is Angela Mason (formerly Angela Weir).

Angela has one hell of a CV. She has a BA from Bedford College, University of London and an MSc from the LSE. Angela at some point lectured at the LSE and was a lecturer at the Rachel McMillan College of Education, London, 1968-70. She was also: Community Worker, Camden Law Centre, 1970-74; Articled Clerk and Solicitor, Battersea Law Centre and West Hampstead Law Centre, 1975-83; Welfare Rights Advisor, Camden Social Services, 1984-85; Solicitor, Social Services, London Borough of Camden, 1985-86; Executive Director of Stonewall, 1992-2000; Head of the Women and Equalities Unit (now the Gov’t Equalities Office), 2003-07; National Advisor for IDeA (Improvement and Development Agency), a body providing regulations and guidelines on equalities to Local Authorities in England. In 2010 Angela was appointed Chair of the Fawcett Society and in the same year she became a Councillor for Camden. Angela was soon Deputy Leader of Camden Council and Cabinet Member for Sustainability, but was dismissed from these roles in May 2011 – although I haven’t found out why. Angela didn’t spend long in the wilderness though, she was reappointed to Camden Council’s Cabinet the following year, as the Cabinet Member for Children. Angela has also been a member of the Equal Opportunities Commission, was an advisor to Ken Livingstone when he was Mayor of London, picked up an OBE in 1999 and a CBE in 2007.

Angela’s rise has not been without controversy. There was quite a row when she was appointed Director of Stonewall. Angela was appointed by Michael Cashman, the founder of Stonewall and former EastEnders actor (ie. ‘Colin’, who participated in TV’s first gay kiss). Cashman was a Labour MEP, 1999-2014 and in 2014 was given a peerage. (Cashman’s late partner Paul Cottingham worked for Cashman as a researcher and Cashman became embroiled in a scandal regarding the amount of money that he was claiming on expenses and paying Cottingham. Cottingham also worked as a High-Value fundraiser for the Labour Party.) A group of horrified people confronted Cashman who asked him if he realised who Angela actually was and the damage that Stonewall could sustain if Angela was at the helm, but Cashman explained to the Guardian some years later that he told one of the protestors that he knew for a fact that one of them ‘had just travelled to Berlin for a good flogging and they soon shut up about Angela’. Cashman wasn’t able to blackmail everyone into silence however – people continued to bellyache, with some claiming that Stonewall no longer represented grassroots activists and had aligned itself far too closely with New Labour. People were angered when Angela in her capacity as Director of Stonewall urged everyone to vote for Frank Dobson when he stood for election as Labour’s candidate for London Mayor in 2000, shortly after Dobbo had made it clear that he wasn’t going to taint himself by defending gays. It was pointed out that by 2000, Blair’s Gov’t had actually vetoed gay equality legislation on 15 separate occasions. There was further criticism of Angela in 2002 when it was felt that she didn’t give enough support to senior police officer Brian Paddick when he was removed from his position as Commander for the London Borough of Lambeth in 2002 after libellous allegations were published about him.

In Nov 2002, when Angela’s appointment as Head of the Women and Equalities Unit was announced, Steve Doughty wrote an article for the Daily Mail identifying Angela as one of Tony’s cronies and revealing that her salary was going to be £80k pa. Doughty observed that ‘the gay lobby has become increasingly influential under Tony Blair’.

Angela is a lesbian and had built up a reputation as a gay rights activist, but I don’t think that it was her gayness or indeed her fighting for gay rights that endeared her to Tony Blair. Indeed a lot of gay activists were very critical of Angela, including Peter Tatchell – who was busy being a gay rights activist long before anyone else was – who denounced Angela as ‘establishment’ and a ‘safe pair of hands’. As children’s comics used to ask when I was young, ‘can you see anything hidden in the picture’? I can – Camden fucking Council. Home of paedophiles’ friend Tessa Jowell (see posts ‘The London Connection’ and ‘Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng and Tessa Jowell’) and her brother-in-law John Mills – one of the biggest donors to the Labour Party and husband of former DPP Dame Barbara Mills who also did a lot of favours for the paedophiles’ friends and indeed the paedophiles themselves (see posts ‘A Future Leader Of The Labour Party’). I note that Angela was already under the wing of Camden when the trial of the Stoke Newington Eight took place – she was working for Camden Law Centre. Angela was acquitted. It is possible that she was indeed innocent – but there were serious concerns that some of the others had been as well but they were convicted and went to prison for years. Is it possible that her association with Camden Law Centre might have afforded Angela some protection?

Once she’d done that stint with Camden Law Centre, there was no stopping Angela, she went from strength to strength. It is not – as the Daily Mail believes – that it was the ‘gay lobby’ who became so influential under Blair, it was the paedophiles’ friends who were so influential. As for Michael Cashman and the way in which he dealt with people who objected to Angela’s appointment of Director of Stonewall – travelling to Berlin for a good flogging Michael is neither here nor there if everyone involved is a consenting adult. A flogging between friends really is completely irrelevant, but organised child sexual abuse most definitely is not.

Angela’s £80k pa – at 2003 rates – job with the Women and Equalities Unit was with the DTI and involved working with Patricia Hewitt, the Secretary of State for the DTI and President of the Board of Trade. The Patricia Hewitt who was General Secretary of the NCCL when it was affiliated to PIE and championing paedophiles’ rights – the Patricia Hewitt who succeeded the Leicester seat of Greville Janner when Janner was elevated to the Lords. The Greville Janner who was never charged with child molestation because a number of DPPs  – one of which was Dame Barbara Mills – for reasons which they have never explained just didn’t get it together to bring charges against him despite files of evidence being sent to the CPS.

Angela lives in Camden. Along with many others who were leading lights in New Labour.

A 2007 Guardian interview with Angela mentions that she won’t talk about her time with the Angry Brigade, but it is a gushing article which described Angela has having ‘a twinkle in her eye’. My eyes would be twinkling if I’d duped a bunch of idiots who had protected a paedophile gang – I suspect that Angela’s bank account has a twinkle in it as well after that stint with Patricia Hewitt.

An ingratiating article about Angela published in the Guardian in 2002 mentioned that one of her former tutors from Bedford College had ‘forged a strong bond’ with her. The implication seemed to be that this bond had been forged once Angela had developed a name for herself as a gay rights champ, rather than when Angela was an undergrad at Bedford College. The tutor with the late-developing bond remembered how Angela as a student had always seemed so unhappy and he now realised that she was struggling with her sexual orientation. Who was this clairvoyant after the crisis? It was Lib Dem peer the late Conrad Russell.

Conrad Russell doubled up as the 5th Earl Russell, the son of Bertrand Russell and his third wife Patricia, who had been his children’s governess. Conrad’s wiki entry states that he inherited the title after his older half-brother John pre-deceased him. My antennae started twitching when I saw Russell’s name. Bertrand Russell lived at Penrhyndeudraeth in Gwynedd for many years and was a key figure in the hub of a group of intellectuals and peace activists in the area. There are however a few people in the region who maintain that Russell was not quite what many people imagine him to have been. Back in the summer I read an excellent in-depth 2001 biography of Bertrand Russell by Ray Monk.

I had wondered about Bertrand Russell ever since I found out that after T.S Eliot had his wife Viv institutionalised, Russell visited Viv in the asylum over a considerable period of time to have sex with her. I don’t know how consenting the relationship was, but Viv was banged up for many years – mainly it seems because she pissed her husband and his mates off – in the sort of mid-twentieth century asylum in which the sexes were segregated, mass surveillance was constant and in which it would be damn near impossible for a patient to have sex with anyone. Unless of course it was as a result of the staff abusing their positions, as in the case of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, in which case patients would find it very difficult to avoid have sex with the Dafydd or Gwynne preying on them. I always wondered how Russell managed to get into that asylum and have sex with Viv Eliot on a regular basis.

Monk’s book provides a few clues. Far from being an benign man who only wanted world peace, Russell – at least as far his relationship with his family was concerned – was a total control-freak, if not a tyrant. It is well documented that Russell had many extra-marital relationships, but his letters make it quite clear that when his second wife Dora finally found herself a partner after years of Russell shagging other women and generally neglecting and undermining her, Russell was absolutely livid and became even more difficult. Russell’s eldest son John Conrad Russell was famously diagnosed with schizophrenia. Accounts of the Russell family usually paint John as inexplicably mad and suggest that this must have caused poor old Bertrand a great deal of heart-ache. Perhaps John would have developed serious mental health problems regardless, but what does not get mentioned so often is that from when he was a baby, throughout his childhood, Russell constantly carried out cruel bizarre experiments on John which would not have been a barrel of laughs. As John began to buckle under the stress of his father’s cruelty, Russell simply experimented a bit more. By the time John was a young man he wasn’t functioning well – which resulted in Russell expressing his deep disappointment and confusion as how one so hopeless could have sprung from his loins. Conrad Russell became the 5th Earl Russell because John Conrad died before him, although Monk’s biography of Russell explains how Russell moved heaven and earth in his attempts to prevent John Conrad from inheriting his title, what with John being so inferior and not worthy of bearing the title of the Earl Russell.

Although Russell remained angry and disappointed with John throughout John’s life – unsurprisingly the two of them really did not hit it off – Russell exerted the most extraordinary degree of control over John even when John was well into middle age. Parents with adult children who suffer from serious mental health problems often do end up in controlling mode as a result of witnessing their child not being able to look after themselves. However Russell was controlling in a way in which no-one, even fifty years ago, could ever have interpreted as helpful. As John got older Russell conducted an all out war with John’s mother Dora – who became Russell’s ex-wife. John and Dora did get on well but Russell did all he could to ensure that Dora had little influence on John’s life. Although history has labelled John mad, he managed to go to university, marry and have children before he developed very severe mental health problems. John believed that Russell was having a relationship with his wife. This was used by some people at the time as evidence of just how mad John was. It is now accepted that it was highly probable that Russell did indeed have a sexual relationship with his daughter-in-law. At one point John seemed to have a Top Doctor whom he found very helpful. He expressed the view to the Top Doctor that his mental health had been disastrously effected by his father’s behaviour. The Top Doctor agreed with John’s analysis. At various times, when John and the Top Doctor felt that John was coping very well and recovering, Russell demanded that John be certified. On at least one occasion, it was only the Top Doctor’s very robust defence of John that prevented Russell from having John banged up.

John’s daughter Lucy was very fond of her dad and he of her. Russell took legal steps to ensure that John and Lucy did not see each other and that John lost his parental rights over Lucy. Russell supplied the solution to the loss of Lucy’s father – he should have parental rights over Lucy himself! Indeed Lucy for a long while lived with Russell. When Lucy was a teenager she started telling people that she felt very uneasy about the way that her grandfather kissed her. Wiki entries state that Lucy was Russell’s favourite granddaughter, but sadly she developed schizophrenia, like her father. Russell did something very unpleasant to his favourite granddaughter after she left for university and acquired a boyfriend. Russell told her to break off the relationship, although there are no accounts of the relationship being an abusive or exploitative one – from what I can work out, Russell hardly knew Lucy’s boyfriend anyway. Lucy didn’t dump her boyfriend so Russell cut her off. He also withdrew her allowance, which left Lucy in very severe financial hardship. Lucy entered young adulthood incredibly distressed, ended up in the hands of the Top Doctors and received a diagnosis of schizophrenia. She set fire to herself at the age of 26 and died. Russell told everyone that Lucy set fire to herself whilst protesting about world peace. People who were close to Lucy at the time were very angry about this – they maintained that Lucy was deeply distressed, had been in a bad way for a long time and had committed suicide. Wiki tells us that Lucy died from self-immolation whilst protesting about world peace.

When Bertrand Russell wrote to most people on a formal basis he would sign the letters in the way that most holders of the title ‘Earl’ would, by just writing his name, ie. ‘Russell’. When he was writing letters demanding that John be certified or that he be given power over John’s family, he signed the letters ‘Earl Russell’.

Ray Monk’s book mentions that the solicitors whom Bertrand Russell employed in his efforts to have various members of his family disinherited, certified, prevented from living with their own children or generally shafted were the London solicitors Theodore Goddard. I had only ever heard of this company once before, a very, very long time ago when I was told a story by a farmer’s wife who had lived on an isolated farm in the west country in the early 1960s when she and her husband had encountered serious financial difficulties . She told me that after they had advertised their farm for sale they received a letter from a London solicitor of whom they had never heard and certainly never had any dealings with inviting them to a meeting where they would ‘hear something which would be of benefit’ to them. The farmers didn’t quite know what to do about this, they were very suspicious indeed and decided to ignore the letter. They then received a visit from representatives of the London solicitors who told them that they knew exactly how serious their financial problems were – although the farmers certainly hadn’t told them anything, these men knew an awful lot about them – and that they had ‘clients’ who didn’t want to buy their farm off them, but wanted them to move out of the farm for a number of months, not visit the farm at all, but then return and carry on life as normal. In return for doing this, they would receive the full asking price of the farm. By now the farmers had concluded that they were dealing with crooks and refused the wonderful deal. The representatives arrived in the west country several more times over the next few weeks to tell the farmers what idiots they were in an attempt to persuade them to change their minds. The farmers sold up as planned and days before the sale went through, the men from London arrived with used notes in cases and started yelling at the farmers that they were a pair of fools, all they had to do was lend them their farm for a few months and they’d never have to give up farming. A few months later, after the Great Train Robbery, the farmers had the fright of their lives when it was revealed that the robbers had found a remote farm remarkably similar to theirs to hole up in. The farmers that I knew of course never had any proof that the spivs who had been pressurising them were anything to do with Mr Biggs and co but they never forgot about it. Or the name of the London solicitors who had written to them out of the blue, who knew all about them and turned up in a flash car with cases of used notes. It was a firm called Theodore Goddard.

The wiki entry for Bertrand Russell mentions that many of his family suffered from severe mental illness and that on one occasion John – who did become the 4th Earl Russell despite Bertrand’s best efforts – gave a speech in the Lords that was so ‘outlandish’ that Hansard refused to record it, the only time that this has ever happened. Sounds like those letters that John used to write about his father – alleging that his father was having sex with his wife, was trying to purloin his children and was doing terrible things but no-one would touch him because he was a famous philosopher, mathematician, Nobel laureate and an Earl.

So that is the story of Bertrand Russell and his barking mad relatives who could never be believed on any matter. I have been trying to find out whether Bertrand Russell had any connections to anyone at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh but so far I have drawn a blank. Perhaps Dafydd would like to enlighten us.

It has occurred to me – a highly promiscuous man who wasn’t too concerned about other people’s welfare and who felt able to use anyone including members of his family in any way that he wanted subsequently finds himself surrounded by family members who suffer from unfathomable serious health and mental health problems which worsen with time. Anyone heard of neurosyphilis?

Conrad Russell, supporter of Angela, fared somewhat better than his elder brother, although Conrad did admit to becoming so depressed when younger that he attempted suicide twice. After Conrad died, his son Nicholas became the 6th Earl Russell. Nicholas was a Labour politician. He was a member of CND, active in the Co-Operative Party, campaigns officer for the RNIB and Chair of Disability Labour, the representative on the NEC’s equalities sub-committee. In 2010 Nicholas was elected a Labour Councillor for Waltham Forest Borough Council. He died in 2014 and his son John Francis Russell became the 7th Earl. John Francis Russell was a Lib Dem Councillor for Lewisham Borough Council, 2006-10. He is the Chair of Trustees for the charity Wide Horizons.



The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part I

The sociologist Pierre Bourdieu once described Tony Blair as the ‘most dangerous man in the world’. Bourdieu said this years before most other people woke up to just how dangerous Blair was. I have just finished reading Blair’s autobiography, ‘A Journey’. I’ve avoided reading this for years but I purchased it the other day after seeing it going for £1 at a Christmas jumble sale, so I finally decided to see what Blair had to say for himself when he wrote the book back in 2010, when he had only recently stepped down from PM, had set his heart on accumulating enormous wealth and was supping with even more unsavoury people than he had previously.

I presume that the book has been ghost written and as with Trumpers’ book (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’) it is so incriminating that I wonder whether Blair even read the manuscript before publication. I’m not going to review the whole book in detail here – Blair participated in so much wrongdoing with so many dreadful people that I’d need to dedicate the whole blog to him – but I will instead provide details about some of the key figures whom Blair relied upon and who assisted him and of course pay attention to those who were involved with health policy during his time in office. Blair’s health policy was basically to give lots of money to the Top Doctors, do nothing at all to tackle the entrenched very serious problems in the NHS, but stamp on whistleblowers so hard that no-one would dare raise concerns about anything. Blowing the whistle in the NHS has always been very nearly impossible but during Blair’s time it meant that you were well and truly finished – the Top Doctors themselves now admit this.

‘A Journey’ is written in a sort of blokey, matey, highly narcisstic style – whether Blair requested that the ghost writer do this I have no idea – but what comes across very clearly is Blair’s control-freakery, his obsession with polling and controlling the media, as well as him constantly keeping a beady eye open for signs of dissent around him. Which was pretty much what his detractors said about him at the time.  He constantly boasts about his achievements – policies which were known to be failing at the time but which New Labour simply refused to admit were failing – and praises himself particularly for his policies re education. They were the policies largely dreamed up by Lord Andrew Adonis – the Lord Adonis who is now appearing in the media virtually daily, admitting that his policies have resulted in serious problems in schools and universities. Educational sociologists told Blair and co at the time that those policies wouldn’t work, schools and universities fed back that they weren’t working but Blair ignored everyone. But then he ignored thousands of people dying at Mid-Staffs…

Blair ruthlessly targeted people who could help him no matter who they were, what they were doing or how flaky they were – Lee Kuan Yew, Berlusconi, Murdoch, Sarkozy, Bill Clinton, George Dubya Bush – the conclusion is always the same, great guy, great charisma, I could learn from them. Alastair Campbell’s appalling behaviour was dismissed as Alastair being a bit highly strung. So THAT’S why he tried to destroy the BBC and hounded Dr David Kelly to death.

Numerous New Labour failures and cock-ups get a mention – the Millenium Dome, Tessa Jowell’s bright idea to roll out gambling on an en masse scale to rejuvenate the UK economy, the round the clock boozing, ASBOs which resulted in the criminalisation of thousands of vulnerable people including children with mental health problems, cash for honours, Mandelson’s serial resignations, it’s all in there. None of it is ever Blair’s fault and whenever he can he explains why the disaster was really a rip-roaring success if only the ignorant electorate could see it. Even Prescott punching a member of the public was conceptualised as a fuss about nothing and it was only southern middle-class women who had a problem with Prezza anyway. No Blair, it was anyone with a brain – Prezza is an ignorant loathsome fatheaded hypocrite who came out with gems like ‘this Labour Government will increase homelessness’ and called on the services of a Ministerial car to drive his daft wife a matter of yards down the road lest her hairstyle ended up ruffled. As evidence that Prezza was OK, Blair mentions that Cherie was delighted when Prezza punched a voter in the face because Cherie’s a Liverpool girl. Cherie’s also very brittle, barking mad and ended up employing an even bigger nutter than herself in the form of Carole Caplin, the ‘lifestyle guru’. As for Prezza shagging his diary secretary Tracey Temple in Ministerial offices and Temple then flogging the story to the Daily Mail, well it wasn’t a ‘real’ affair and Pauline took Prezza back which just shows how much they loved each other. Rather than how much Pauline wanted to hang onto Ministerial cars, grace and favour fancy Gov’t residences and a future as Lady Pauline.

Despite telling everyone what to do and yearning to be President of the World, Blair isn’t that resilient and it often all gets too much for him so he buggers off to the Seychelles or to one of the houses of one of his rich unscrupulous friends for a holiday, leaving the Rottie Campbell holding the fort.

Cherie comes across as frail and crazy in the book – I remember that Cherie seemed rather like an academic version of Lady Di. She consulted mad healers and lifestyle coaches and there were stories of women being approached and asked if they would be Cherie’s friend. I always used to wonder where Cherie’s real mates were – by mid-life, most women have built up a bunch of confidents with whom they were at school/university or with whom they have worked or, if they are mothers, whom they met through the activities of their children. Blair mentions how difficult it was getting ‘support’ for Cherie and how this role was partly filled by Fiona Millar (Campbell’s partner).

A lot of people didn’t like Cherie and it was as if people wondered why Blair hung onto her, especially in the face of rumours that Cherie was massively jealous of his friendship with Anji Hunter or later on the allegations that Murdoch’s wife Wendi Deng had the hots for Blair. Blair and Cherie met when they were both junior barristers in London – Cherie was considered much more political than Blair and she did stand unsuccessfully for Parliament herself, but it was Blair who really went for the jugular where a political career was concerned. Blair didn’t know a great deal about politics – but his father had been an active Conservative so Blair had met a few Tories – and he didn’t have much time for the Labour Party, it was allegedly Cherie who inspired him to get involved. But I bet the idea of being a Leader really appealed to Blair.

It is well-known that Blair was a pupil of the dreadful Derry Irvine whom Blair later appointed as Lord Chancellor when Blair became PM. As well as buying ridiculously expensive wallpaper and spending a fortune having his official residence redecorated a la Baroness Patricia Scotland, Derry Irvine was alleged to be a wily old bugger who helped Blair out in many unspecified ways. Irvine was also well-connected to some very powerful figures in the Scottish Labour Party. What Blair does not mention in ‘A Journey’ was that as a junior barrister Blair worked in the chambers of the crooked lawyer George Carman. The George Carman who was a phenomenally violent alcoholic and gambling addict who kept company with prostitutes, gangsters and bent coppers, the George Carman who knew about the paedophile ring which operated in north Wales and Cheshire, the George Carman who knew that politicians were having sex with under-age children and the George Carman who numbered Jimmy Savile among his clients. For more details of the unsavoury activities and associates of George Carman, see posts ‘No Ordinary Methods’ and ‘No Ordinary Methods – Supplementary Post’.

Cherie didn’t work for Carman, but as this blog has previously mentioned Cherie was very well-networked with numerous ‘radical lawyers’ and many of them considered her a mentor. These were the radical lawyers who knew that children in care were being used for sex by public figures but who remained silent. Some of these lawyers such as Keith Vaz were employed by the local authorities whose children’s homes had been infiltrated by paedophiles. Others such as Harriet Harman worked in community law centres funded by the Councils in whose care children were being molested. Some like Gareth Peirce and Paul Boateng worked for Birnberg and Co at the time that Birnberg acted for Mary Wynch when she sued Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, before the whole world dropped her like a stone. Some like Patricia Scotland represented the organisations which had been responsible for allowing and concealing the abuse of children – after agreeing to represent the Welsh Office at the Waterhouse Inquiry, Patricia Scotland was given a peerage by Blair. Lawyers and politicians are great gossips and those radical lawyers, many of whom were involved with the Labour Party and later became very famous, will have talked about what was happening to those kids at the hands of the children’s services and mental health services – but no-one represented those kids or mental health patients. Some of those lawyers such as Helena Kennedy worked with psychiatrists who were colluding with abuse. Cherie will have known all about it and she and Blair will have known that it was a problem across the whole of the UK, including in the inner London Labour Councils and that those abusing the children included people from all political parties. I believe that this knowledge regarding where the bodies were buried was later used by Blair to exert political power.

When Blair became PM, again and again it was lawyers who had ignored, colluded with or concealed the serious abuse of children in care who were appointed to senior positions or given peerages. Goodies were also showered upon people who had kept schtum after they found out about such abuses through their work in the voluntary sector or as Councillors. People who covered up corruption in the NHS also flourished under Blair. This blog has named a few high profile people in these categories, such as dear old Margaret Hodge, Patricia Hewitt, Tessa Jowell, Paul Boateng, Patricia Scotland, Helena Kennedy, Andy Burnham etc but there were loads of people such as this who thrived under Blair.

Blair’s autobiography names more people of whom I was unaware and whilst I was researching them I came across yet more names. There isn’t the scope on this blog to mention them all – Blair clocked up an awful lot of advisors during his years in power and the remit of many of them was to introduce private business into the public services, including the NHS. Some of them subsequently became very rich as a result of their interests in this area. A number of Blair’s advisors had previously been members of, or had worked for, the Conservative Party. No wonder the unions loathed him – but of course because so many of those unions represented public sector workers who had colluded with the abuse of children in care or vulnerable people at the hands of the NHS, Blair had them over a barrel as well.

Many of Blair’s advisors became well-known as a result of working for him and are remembered for their time toadying to Blair or as leading lights in New Labour, but there a number of his inner circle who had previously worked for Neil Kinnock or even the Labour leaders before Kinnock. My post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’  details the links between Kinnock, his wife and the paedophiles’ friends. The generation of party workers who were around in Kinnock’s day – or of course who worked under Michael Foot or Jim Callaghan – were just as compromised as Kinnock. Not only was the north Wales/Cheshire paedophile ring well-established and busy in children’s homes as long ago as the 1960s – although it was in the 70s and 80s when business really seemed to boom – but it was during the 1960s and 70s that the appalling George Thomas aka Lord Tonypandy gained seniority in Parliament. Thomas himself has been investigated for the historical abuse of children, as was his mate Leo Abse, another Labour MP from south Wales.

Someone who remained a member of Blair’s inner circle who went back a very long way was Hillary Coffman. Coffman was a special advisor and media advisor to Blair’s Gov’t from 1997, worked for Blair during the 2001 General Election campaign and was later employed as a media advisor by Cherie. The Lords register of interests also lists her as an advisor to Charlie Falconer, Blair’s big buddy who was Lord Chancellor, 2003-07. Coffman resigned from her job with the Labour Party at the same time as Blair resigned as PM.

Coffman had previously been a spokesperson for Michael Foot, Neil Kinnock and John Smith. Coffman has been described as being totally loyal to the Labour Party – so she’ll have put the Labour Party above inconveniences like children being molested or illegally incarcerated in mental hospitals when they were older if they dared talk about what had happened to them.

Coffman became involved in a spat in 1996 when Brian Sedgemoor, a Labour MP, accused her of smearing him. Coffman had made it known that Sedgemoor was believed to have made some allegedly disloyal comments – Sedgemoor maintained that he hadn’t done this and alleged that Coffman had mobilised a substantial campaign against  him.

Coffman had been married to David Seymour, Alastair Campbell’s associate editor when Campbell had worked at the Daily Mirror. Seymour was Political Editor of the Daily Mirror, 1993-2006. So being married to ultra-loyal old Hillary, David Seymour may well have not reported a few things that he probably should have, lest it embarrassed the Labour Party.

Hillary later married David Hill. David Hill has had a very long association with the Labour Party. He worked as a press aide for Roy Hattersley whilst Hattersley was MP for Birmingham Sparkbrook and was Hattersley’s Chief of Staff when Hattersley became Deputy leader to Kinnock. Hill was then Director of Communications for the Labour Party, 1991-97. He left that position immediately after the 1997 General Election and joined Keith McDowell Associates. When that company was purchased by Lord Tim Bell – Thatcher’s old mate and PR guru – Hill ran the political PR arm of Bell’s company, Chimes Good Relations. Clients included Monsanto, Tesco and Corus. Corus was the steel company whose Director was Bryan Sanderson, Chair of BUPA who supported New Labour in the 2001 General Election. Hill managed the publicity for Corus when they sacked thousands of workers. He was then seconded to work for New Labour during the 2001 General Election campaign, during which time he was senior press spokesperson at the Labour Party HQ at Millbank. After Alastair Campbell stood down in 2003, Hill replaced him as New Labour spinner in chief – he remained as Director of Communications for Number 10 until 2007. He then resigned along with Coffman when Blair stood down and Hill returned to work for Tim Bell at Bell Pottinger.

Another loyal servant of Blair’s who went back a long way was Bruce Grocott. Grocott was Blair’s PPS 1994-97, when Blair was leader of the opposition, then again 1997-2001, when Blair was PM. Grocott was MP for Lichfield and Tamworth 1974-79, then for Telford 1987-97.

Grocott and his wife Sally were both students at Leicester University in the early 1960s. In 2012 Leicester University welcomed Grocott back as Chancellor! Greville Janner, the Labour MP who was known to have molested children in care in Leicestershire but who was never prosecuted despite being interviewed by police and a file being sent to the CPS, was MP for Leicester West, 1974-97. Janner molested children along with Frank Beck, a senior social worker for Leicestershire County Council who in 1991 was sentenced to five life terms for sexual and physical assaults against more than 100 children n his care. Janner was elevated to the Lords in 1997. My post ‘The Great And The Good’ details a few extracts from a highly incriminating book that Janner wrote before he was reported to the police for sexually abusing children. Janner’s Leicester West seat was succeeded by Patricia Hewitt. Hewitt had spent nine years as General Secretary of the NCCL whilst the NCCL was associated with PIE and was campaigning for paedophiles’ rights. In 1983 Hewitt left the NCCL and took up the post of Neil Kinnock’s press secretary. Hewitt is considered to have been one of the key figures who helped Kinnock ‘modernise’ the Labour Party. Hewitt was elected for Leicester West in 1997 when Blair became PM. Blair appointed her Minister for Women in 2001 and in 2005 appointed her Secretary of State for Health. She remained in that post until 2007. Hewitt left the Cabinet when Blair resigned. After she left the Commons in 2010 Hewitt took on a series of lucrative directorships, including one associated with private healthcare. She was also involved in the ‘cash for access’ scandal.

Forensic psychiatrist Dr James Earp of the mental health services in Leicester colluded with the criminal activities of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales (see post ‘An Expert From England’) and the mental health services for which Earp worked had their base in Leicester University’s Medical School. Earp and his colleagues will undoubtedly have known about Janner, Beck and the abuse of children in care on their patch. I have discovered a direct connection between Earp and the mental health services in Wales. A Royal College of Psychiatrists Summer Newsletter of 2013 contains an interview with ‘psychiatrist of the month’, Dr Mark Janas who has been Consultant Forensic Psychiatrist at the Caswell Clinic, Bridgend since 1999 and Regional Advisor in Forensic Psychiatry for Wales for the Royal College of Psychiatrists since 2011. Janas trained at the University of Wales College of Medicine (ie. Cardiff Medical School) and whilst he was doing his training also completed an LLM at Cardiff Law School, as a result of his interest in medico-legal issues.  During the interview Janas remarks that the psychiatrist who had influenced him most was Dr James Earp, whom he worked with when Janas was a junior psychiatrist working in Leicester. Since 2004 Janas has been Training Programme Director for Higher Training in Forensic Psychiatry in Wales. After being influenced by a crook concealing the serious abuse of children.

Whilst I was working in St George’s Hospital Medical School in 1989, Dr X, ie. Tony Francis, and his delightful colleagues from Gwynedd Social Services held a ‘case conference’ about me at the paedophiles’ victims’ prison Garth Angharad in north Wales, with Dr Chris Hunter from the Whitchurch Hospital and Caswell Clinic, a man whom I did not know existed. The result of this case conference was Chris Hunter announcing that I was extremely dangerous and that Hunter would be happy to compile a Court report about me. I was not facing any charges at the time. Within a few months of this case conference, I had however been arrested as a result of Tony Francis and his wife Sadie Francis – also a Top Doctor – perjuring themselves. The serious charges against me were dropped before the trial. I only discovered that I had been the subject of Chris Hunter’s case conference and diagnosis last year when my lawyer forwarded me documents from my medical records that she’d managed to obtain. Hunter’s opinion that I was extremely dangerous had been entered upon my medical records and forwarded to a number of people without my knowledge. Please see post ‘The Night of the (Dr Chris) Hunter’ for details.

Leicester was quite a honey pot for politicians who ended up in scandal but simply went from strength to strength – the notorious Keith Vaz, a lawyer who previously worked for Islington Council whilst children in the care of Islington were molested, who then worked as a community lawyer in a centre funded by Leicester City Council, has been MP for Leicester East since 1987. Vaz’s sister Valerie, like Keith a lawyer, was a Councillor for Ealing, 1986-90 and has been MP for Walsall South since 2010. Valerie worked as a lawyer for local Gov’t and then, whilst Blair was PM, worked in the Treasury Solicitor’s Dept and in the Ministry of Justice. I think that Valerie will have been working under Charlie Falconer at the time. Keith and Valerie’s mother was a Councillor in Leicester. Valerie is now said to be ‘dominating’ the newly created  cross-party working group examining  sexual abuse in Westminster.

Leicester was not the only hot-spot for the abuse of children and mental health patients where Grocott touched down. Grocott lectured at what later became Birmingham Poly (now Birmingham City University) and was at the same time a Councillor on Bromsgrove Urban District Council. Birmingham had a massive problem with the abuse of children in care, police corruption and abuse and corruption in its mental health services. Professor Robert Bluglass – an old friend of this blog who covered up the criminal activities of Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’) – was a leading figure in Birmingham University Medical School and in Birmingham NHS for years. Bluglass mysteriously requested that his name be taken off the medical register some years ago and nearly all references to him on the internet disappeared – although poor old Bluglass became an internet star again when I began this blog, just when he wanted to disappear! – but his wife Kerry Bluglass, a Top Doctor herself, lived to fight another day. Bluglass still lives a pretty good life though – he owns Compton Verney, one of Europe’s finest art galleries and enjoys himself singing in the St James’s Singers, of which he and Kerry are both Vice-Presidents and of which Dame Judi Dench is Patron. He’s a cut above your common or garden paedophiles’ friend.

Grocott clearly developed a penchant for living in the gutter – between 1972-74 he lectured at North Staffordshire Poly (now Staffordshire University) and Grocott now lives in Staffordshire. You’ve guessed it – there was a problem with child abuse in Staffordshire! The abuse of children in care in Staffordshire hit the media in the 1980s when the activities of Tony Latham and his ‘pin-down’ regime were revealed. Latham was a social worker who sounded a bit like the obnoxious Keith Fearns of Gwynedd Social Services – he was an aggressive bully, everyone was frightened of him, he ran a number of dodgy businesses that were rather inconsistent with the role of a senior social worker and no-one challenged him despite constant complaints about his conduct. Some years ago I knew an elderly lady – a retired headmistress – who had been a foster parent in Staffordshire in the 1970s and 80s. One of the girls whom she fostered told her that she had been abused by a social worker. The lady whom I knew contacted the social services immediately. Both her foster daughters were removed from her care and she never saw them again. Her husband was accused of abusing the girls himself, was arrested and was held on remand in prison. He was eventually acquitted, but he and his wife then fled Staffordshire and went into hiding.

There was of course another problem in Staffordshire as well – the local NHS. Mid-Staffs only became infamous more recently despite the best efforts of Blair’s Gov’t to hide what was happening there, but as in north Wales serious problems had been brewing away for decades. I found a reference in Hansard to the difficulties in the NHS in Stafford whilst John Major was still PM. As ever, Westminster went into denial whilst patients died.

Grocott will have known that the ‘services’ in Staffordshire were abusing children, framing innocent people who found out about it and killing the NHS patients. It will have been this knowledge that made him so useful to Blair.

Grocott was useful to a few people years before Blair emerged as a big cheese. Shortly after he was first elected, in October 1974 Grocott was appointed PPS to the Minister for Local Gov’t and Planning and remained in the post until 1976 – the Minister in question was John Silkin. Younger readers will probably never have heard of him, but he was a big figure in the Labour Party and challenged for the leadership after Callaghan resigned.

John Silkin was a Labour politician who was a lawyer from an influential family of Labour politicians who were lawyers. His father was Lewis Silkin, MP for Peckham (Harriet Harman’s future manor) and a Minister in Clement Attlee’s Gov’t between 1945-50. Silkin’s brother Arthur was a civil servant and his other brother Samuel was a barrister, a Labour MP and Attorney General between 1974-79, under Harold Wilson’s and then Jim Callaghan’s Gov’t. So Samuel Silkin was yet another legal advisor to two Gov’ts who knew that some public figures, including politicians, were molesting children in care and banging up witnesses and complainants in psychiatric hospitals. Samuel was also Chairman of the Society of Labour Lawyers. He was a Councillor for Camberwell Borough Council 1953-59 and in 1964 became the MP for Dulwich, a seat he held until 1983. Gerald Bowden – a Conservative – succeeded him, but in 1992 the seat was won for Labour once more by dear old Tessa Jowell, one of Blair’s biggest mates! Tessa – who had been a childcare officer with Lambeth Borough Council whilst the Council’s homes were rife with paedophiles, a psychiatric social worker at the Maudsley Hospital which concealed child abuse and Assistant Director of MIND whilst MIND concealed the sexual abuse of children and associated criminal wrongdoing in psychiatry. Tessa – who had just kept the lid on so much shit and ended up as Minister for Women under Blair and in the Lords (see post ‘Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng and Tessa Jowell’).

John Silkin had been a student at the University of Wales, but I haven’t been able to find out at which college. He served in the Royal Navy Voluntary Reserve and was a Councillor for the Metropolitan Borough of Marylebone 1962-63 – the area will have covered Harley Street. He was MP for Deptford 1963-64, then MP for Lewisham, 1974-87. He was succeeded by one of the Labour Wimmin who also kept schtum about child abuse, Joan Ruddock. Silkin was Gov’t Chief Whip, 1966-69. Who gets given the job of Chief Whip? Someone who has a lot of dirt on a lot of people and is prepared to twist their arms over it. Silkin was Leader of the Commons, 1968-69. When Labour were in opposition Silkin was Shadow Secretary of State for Health and Social Services, 1972-74.

So between 1974-76, Silkin was Minister of State for Local Gov’t and Planning, with Grocott as his PPS. The Secretary of State above them was Tony Crosland, Secretary of State for the Environment. Tony Crosland was one of the big figures in post-war Labour politics. He studied at Oxford and became President of the Oxford Union and then taught there as well. Among his students were Tony Benn as well as Norris and Ross McWhirter. Crosland was then elected as MP for South Gloucestershire and subsequently Great Grimsby. Crosland was Secretary of State for Education and Science 1965-67, President of the Board of Trade 1967-69, Secretary of State for the Environment 1974-76 and Secretary of State for the Foreign Office and Commonwealth Affairs, 1976-77.

Tony Crosland was considered a socialist intellectual on the right of the party, the leader and intellectual guru of the ‘social democratic’ wing of the Labour Party in the 1970s. He famously hated grammar schools and told his wife that he would destroy every one of them. He supported James Callaghan for the Party leadership on the grounds that Harold Wilson was a crook and George Brown was a drunk.

Crosland was bisexual and when he was a student at Oxford he had a relationship with Roy Jenkins. In the late 1990s Roy Jenkins was an advisor to one Tony Blair!

Roy Jenkins came from south Wales and was the son of Arthur Jenkins, an NUM official who became President of the South Wales Miners Federation and the Labour MP for Pontypool. Arthur Jenkins was appointed PPS to Clement Attlee. Roy was a student at University College Cardiff, then Balliol, Oxford. Whilst at Oxford, as well as having an affair with Tony Crosland, Roy Jenkins was mates with Denis Healey and Ted Heath.

During the war Roy Jenkins worked as a code breaker at Bletchley Park, but as the case of Jean Trumpington demonstrates (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’), Bletchley Park played fast and loose with job titles, so who knows what Roy Jenkins really did at Bletchley Park.

In 1948 Roy was elected as Labour MP for Southwark Central and then in 1950 as MP for Birmingham Stetchford, a seat he held until 1977. So he’ll have known about Bluglass et al then. Roy Jenkins was Home Secretary 1965-67 under Harold Wilson, then Chancellor of the Exchequer 1967-70. So Roy was Home Secretary when Bryn Estyn was an approved school managed directly by the Home Office and the paedophiles who later went to prison for abusing the boys there were gradually filling the place up – having been given jobs after they had abused boys in approved schools managed by the Home Office in other parts of the country. Between 1970-72 Roy was Deputy Leader of the Labour Party and when Wilson won the election in 1974 and returned to power, Jenkins once more became Home Secretary. He remained in post until 1976, when he left politics. Between 1977-81, Jenkins was President of the European Commission.

In 1981 Jenkins decided that the world needed him to do something about Michael Foot, so he founded the SDP, along with Dr Death, Shirl and Bill Rodgers. Roy was very much the leader of the Gang of Four. In 1982 he won a by-election and became the MP for Glasgow Hillhead. Roy got really excited and the Gang of Four anointed him Prime Minister Designate for the 1983 General Election campaign, but it all fell apart when the SDP did rather badly at the election and Roy resigned as leader. Dr Death took over instead – the Dr Death who had worked with the monstrous Dr William Sargant when Dr Death was a junior psychiatrist, the Dr Death with connections in Wales to Top Doctors, the Dr Death whom I was told knew some of the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales (see post ‘Dr Death’).

In 1987 George Galloway defeated Roy at the polls. The same year Roy became Chancellor of Oxford University, a post he retained until 2003. Roy picked up a peerage as well of course and became the leader of the Liberal Democrats in the Lords, under Paddy Ashdown.

Roy was considered a liberalising Home Secretary and he observed that the permissive society is the civilised society. He oversaw reform of the law on obscene publications, on homosexuality, on divorce and on crime and punishment. He was a bit of a joke on the left with his penchant for high living and fine wines but the joke turned sour when he formed the SDP. As well as his affair with Tony Crosland, Jenkins had a number of affairs with women throughout his marriage, often posh socialites. John Campbell’s 2014 book about Jenkins, ‘Roy Jenkins: A Well-Rounded Life’, seems to be an attempt to sanitise Roy Jenkins and stresses that Roy wasn’t actually a homosexual, although Campbell acknowledges that Jenkins had a relationship with Tony Crosland. Which is a bit like all these claims that Oliver Reed didn’t have an ounce of homoeroticism in him as he wrestled naked in mud with other men. I don’t mind who Roy Jenkins wrestled naked with in terms of consenting adults, but I really do wish that this great reformer hadn’t concealed the sexual abuse of children and the associated criminal activities of Dr Death’s associates.

Jenkins wasn’t merely Blair’s advisor, he is considered to have been a key influence on New Labour. His official biographer was a big mate of Blair’s, Andrew Adonis.

Cardiff University are so proud of Roy that one of their halls of residence is named after him.


So although John Silkin knew about all the shit in health and social care, he wouldn’t have been able to use it against Heath because Silkin’s hands were filthy as well. Silkin was Shadow Leader of the Commons under Michael Foot, 1980-83, then Shadow Secretary of State for Defence under Foot and then Kinnock, 1981-84.

Silkin was married to Rosamund John, who was an actress and Labour activist ten years older than him. He categorised himself as being on the ‘soft left’ of the Labour Party, but that it didn’t mean that he was going to fight for people being abused by the state if he thought that he could become leader of the Labour Party by keeping quiet about it.

John Silkin was mates with Tam Dalyell. When I was young I used to appreciate Tam Dalyell because of his tenacity in trying to hold Thatcher to account for the lies that she and her Gov’t told about the sinking of the General Belgrano. Whilst researching for this blog however, I have had cause to look up the obituaries of many politicians, some of whom I know concealed – or actually did – some dreadful things. Tam Dalyell had a sideline in writing obituaries – again and again Tam Dalyell described these absolute bastards who had colluded with serious crime in glowing terms. I know that it is customary to be polite in obituaries, but Tam really pushed the boat out to ensure that a lot of deeply unpleasant people were fondly remembered. He will have known the truth about them – and he was mates with some of them as well.

Tam never got very far with his efforts to squeeze the truth out of Thatcher and the Tories used to just shout him down or filibuster. Of course what Tam Dalyell never did was to get rid of Thatcher by making it public that her PPS Sir Peter Morrison was abusing children from north Wales children’s homes and that kids from those homes were being trafficked to Westminster to provide sexual services for politicians and their colleagues – and that witnesses were being found dead or were being illegally incarcerated in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. Because the Labour Party was host to the likes of Greville Janner, George Thomas and scores of Councillors in the Metropolitan Authorities who were running boroughs where children in care were also being abused.


So Bruce Grocott had a big mate in John Silkin and will have acquired a lot of dirt on a lot of people. In 1987 Grocott was appointed Deputy Shadow Leader of the Commons – Jack Cunningham was Leader – and then Grocott became an advisor to Kinnock. Kinnock and his wife Glenys were already mates with the likes of Cledwyn Hughes who was concealing child abuse and associated wrongdoing in north Wales (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’). When the Labour Party finally gave up on Kinnock, Grocott was appointed Foreign Affairs spokesman under the next leader, John Smith.

After stepping down from the Commons in 2001 having loyally served Blair – including throughout those fraught years whilst the Waterhouse Inquiry was hearing about the dreadful abuse of children in north Wales and then heaven forbid when the Waterhouse Report was published and despite doing its best at a cover-up had to admit that children had been horrendously abused and that a paedophile ring had been in operation in north Wales and Cheshire, via the social services, but reassured us that NO public figures had abused the children – Grocott was given a peerage! Grocott was Gov’t Chief Whip in the Lords, 2002-08. So by the time Grocott finished his stint as Chief Whip in the Lords, Blair was no longer PM and Gordon could be blamed for everything. Phew!

Grocott ticked another box that was important to Blair as well – between 1979-87, Grocott wasn’t in Parliament. But he made himself useful – he worked as a producer and presenter for Central TV. Just in case anyone thought of making a documentary about organised child abuse and the associated abuse in the psychiatric services…


Whilst Bruce Grocott was Blair’s PPS, Blair employed another person as PPS to work alongside Grocott – but unlike Grocott this person didn’t get a mention in ‘A Journey’ and isn’t in the Lords.  However I suspect that this person was very important to Blair in terms of keeping the lid on the Westminster Paedophile Ring…

The person concerned will be discussed in ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part II’, which will be coming soon.






The Cradle of Filth

One of the first people whom I approached over the wrongdoing of the north Wales mental health services was Lord Wyn Roberts. He wasn’t Lord back then, he was just Wyn Roberts. When I approached Wyn, the mental health services had behaved pretty dreadfully, but I didn’t realise that the wrongdoing would simply escalate after I made representation about it. Of course I didn’t get anywhere at all with dear old Wyn and comments subsequently made to me by various mental health professionals in north Wales made it clear that they were very certain of his support and that I’d acquired quite a reputation for myself because I had dared approach him. I was soon wondering whether he was a personal friend of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and whether Wyn Roberts was one of Dafydd’s ‘powerful friends’ to whom I was constantly hearing references.

Wyn Roberts was Conservative MP for Conwy, 1970-97. He was the Tories ‘man in Wales’ for decades and the one of the Great Mysteries of North Wales was the failure of Thatcher to ever appoint him Secretary of State for Wales. Despite his shameless toadying and successful concealing of the shit-pit that was Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends, she never did. Roberts was appointed Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State at the Welsh Office in 1979 and Minister of State at the Welsh Office in 1987, where he remained until 1994. He picked up a knighthood in 1990 and a peerage in 1997. Roberts was at the Welsh Office throughout the paedophile years and throughout the investigations into the abuse of children in north Wales and the subsequent cover-ups. He was there when Mary Wynch was unlawfully arrested, incarcerated and fleeced of her property by Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends, he was there throughout the years that Alison Taylor desperately blew the whistle repeatedly, he was there when I was repeatedly arrested, illegally incarcerated, harassed, threated, assaulted etc. Roberts was in office when witnesses were found dead and he was there in 1992 when five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed in an arson attack (see post ‘The Silence of the Welsh Lambs’). Wyn Roberts was there throughout the whole fucking lot.

Why Roberts knew that there was very serious misconduct in Gwynedd Health Authority. My post ‘A Visit To Gwynedd Archives’ mentions how Roberts’s contributions to questions in the House regarding Gwynedd Health Authority are recorded in Hansard in 1989. There was chaos in Gwynedd Health Authority – the Health Authority was bankrupt, the level of ‘service’ was completely unacceptable, the Welsh Office had sent in a hit squad to try to rescue the Authority and David Hunt, then a junior Minister in the Welsh Office, had personally written to Noreen Edwards, the Chairman of Gwynedd Health Authority. What no-one did at any time was investigate patients’ complaints let alone dismiss or prosecute any of the people who had abused patients and broken the law, although there was documentary evidence of criminal activities.

Wyn Roberts was born in 1930 and was from Llansadwrn on Anglesey. His mother was a teacher and his father was a Methodist Minister. The family were described as being ‘vaguely Liberal’. Wyn Roberts stated that his earliest memory was of being breast fed by his mother. Which for a man of his generation and background was a rather odd thing to say in public. Roberts went to school in Beaumaris and won a scholarship to Harrow in 1944. The official biography of Wyn maintains that although he could write English ‘excellently’, his spoken English until he went to Harrow was not good. I don’t believe this – because Wyn Roberts later constructed himself as a defender of the Welsh language in the face of hostile colleagues in the Anglocentric Tory Party, such a claim would have served him very well in north Wales. Welsh was the language of most people in north west Wales at the time, but Wyn Roberts’s family were members of the educated middle-classes. They may well have spoken Welsh at home, but Roberts will have been able to speak English and speak it well – Roberts’s parents would not have expected him to work in a quarry or on a farm, they would have wanted a professional career for him and they would have known that he would have needed his English. Indeed when Roberts was at school, teaching in schools in north Wales was still through the medium of English – it was this which caused so much resentment and led to the Welsh language campaigns of the 1960s, 70s and 80s.

Whilst carrying out his national service, Roberts served in the Intelligence Corps and was involved in the Cold War tapping of the Russian HQ in Vienna, ‘Operation Silver’. He later claimed that the operation involved counter-espionage and he was approached possibly by Kim Philby to switch sides. Researchers into organised sexual abuse in the UK have constantly pointed to links with the security services which were used to protect abusers. The security services also seemed to have recruited huge numbers of clever gay men from Oxbridge, at a time when being gay was very difficult, made one vulnerable to blackmail and was also conflated with paedophilia – which enabled paedophiles to then shelter under the umbrella of the gay rights movement in the 1960s. It wasn’t going to end happily was it.

Roberts was a graduate of University College Oxford himself. His early career was in the media. He worked as a sub-editor on the Liverpool Daily Post 1952-54 and then as a TV news assistant with the BBC. In 1957 Roberts joined TWW (Television Wales and West) as a producer of news, special events and Welsh language programmes. In 1968 the regional franchise was transferred to Harlech TV (which later became HTV), founded by Lord David Harlech (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’ for details of Lord Harlech and the many unfortunate things that happened to him and his family). Roberts attributed the switch in franchise simply to successful political lobbying, although he retained his job and worked for Harlech TV. Wyn’s claim to fame as a young man was that his work brought him into contact with the likes of Shirley Bassey and Richard Burton.

I can find no explanation of why Roberts, from a ‘vaguely Liberal’ family (as Welsh speaking middle-class nonconformists in north Wales at that time, it would have been highly likely that the family would be Liberal), who had only shown ‘mild political interests’ as a student stood as a Tory Parliamentary candidate, but in 1970 he did. The Tories were delighted to have a well-known Welsh speaker to stand as a candidate in Wales. The ‘Welsh issue’ was a problem – the natives over there were rebelling, there were language protests and there had even been bombs planted by ‘Welsh extremists’ – and support for Plaid was gathering momentum after the election of Gwynfor Evans the first Plaid MP in Carmarthen in 1966. Conwy was a marginal seat – Roberts won it for the Tories and helped Heath into Gov’t.

Between 1970-74, Roberts was PPS to Peter Thomas, Secretary of State for Wales. The paedophile gang was in full swing at this time, John Allen’s empire of children’s homes – the Bryn Alyn Community – in which children were being horrifically abused and trafficked into prostitution was growing and Gwynne and Dafydd out at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh were abusing patients like there was no tomorrow. Bryn Estyn was still categorised as an approved school and was run directly by the Home Office – it functioned as a brothel.


Peter Thomas became Lord Gwydir in 1987. He was from Llanwrst and his father was a solicitor who was a Liberal. Like Wyn Roberts, Thomas was that rare thing, a Tory who spoke Welsh. Thomas went to Jesus College, Oxford – a college known for it’s Welsh links – and joined the Conservative Association at Oxford. After WWII Thomas became a barrister, working on the corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit. Thomas was along there with the best of those who have featured on this blog. He was Deputy Chair of the Cheshire Quarter Sessions from 1966, the Deputy Chair of the Denbighshire Quarter Sessions from 1968 and served in both of these offices until 1970. Thomas was a Crown Court Recorder between 1974-88. He also became an arbitrator of the Court of Arbitration of the International Chamber of Commerce, Paris. (Thomas was a keen European.) Thomas continued his career in law whilst he was active in politics.

Thomas was elected as MP for Conwy in 1951. He was PPS to Sir Harry Hylton-Foster, the Solicitor General 1954-59. Thomas was a member of the Council of Europe 1957-59 and Parliamentary Secretary in the Minister of Labour, 1959-61. It was Thomas who sponsored the private members bill which became the Eisteddfod Act in 1959, allowing the National Eisteddfod to receive funding from public monies. This will have been perceived as an obscure minority interest by Thomas’s colleagues in England, but it will have earned him a great many Brownie points among many influential Welsh speakers in Wales. Wyn himself was made a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards in 1966 – a number of paedophiles’ friends are also members.

Thomas was appointed Under-Secretary of State at the Foreign Office in 1961 – he went to Moscow with Lord Home in 1963 to sign the Nuclear Test Ban Treaty. (Thomas was appointed Minister of State for Foreign Affairs in 1963.) Whilst he was at the Foreign Office Thomas lied to MPs concerning a spy who was arrested in Hungary, denying any connection with the British Intelligence Services. The Tories lost the General Election in 1964 and in 1966 Thomas lost Conwy to the Labour candidate, namely Ednyfed Hudson Davies. Thomas returned to Parliament at the General Election in 1970 as the MP for Hendon South, a seat that he held until he retired from the Commons in 1987.

Like Wyn Roberts, Peter Thomas flagged up his Welshness when Wales was seething with fury towards England after the drowning of the village of Capel Celyn in 1965 to provide a reservoir to supply Liverpool with water and the Aberfan disaster. Thomas was the first Welshman to become Chair of the Tory Party (1970-72). It was Thomas who established the Welsh Water Authority – which was later privatised. He was Secretary of State for Wales throughout the whole of Heath’s premiership during which there was violent activism in Wales and the campaign by Cymdeithas involving the removal of English language road signs. Interestingly enough, in his capacity as a QC, Peter Thomas had defended John Jenkins, a ‘Welsh extremist’, who was charged with causing 18 explosions.

Thomas was President of the Conservative Friends of Israel.

As well as failing to deal with and remaining silent about the abuse of children and mental health patients in north Wales, Thomas was obviously involved in other skulduggery. He was ‘helpful’ in the 1972 and 74 miners’ strikes and served on the Select Committee which investigated John Poulson, later admitting that he should have cross-examined Reginald Maudling regarding his disclaimer of remuneration from Poulson. (Maudling was Home Secretary who became embroiled in scandal as a result of his business links with Poulson and subsequently resigned.) Once in the Lords, Thomas backed Nicholas Edwardes’s Bill which gave the green light to the development of Cardiff Bay, a development which cost the taxpayer many millions of pounds and made Nicholas Edwardes aka Lord Crickhowell and some of his friends and business associates very rich (see post ‘Corruption Bay Special’).

In 1947 Thomas married Tessa Dean, the daughter of Lady Mercy Greville. Mercy’s mother, the Countess of Warwick, had been a campaigning socialist as well as the long-term mistress of Edward, Prince of Wales, who later became King Edward VII.

Thomas was the first Conservative politician to occupy the position of Secretary of State for Wales. His predecessor had been the notorious George Thomas aka Lord Tonypandy who later became Speaker. Thomas was someone else who ignored the abuse of vulnerable people, even in the wake of the Ely Hospital Scandal. Wales is currently trying to forget that George Thomas ever existed what with that police investigation  into allegations that he abused young boys himself. The Secretary of State for Wales who succeeded Peter Thomas was John Morris aka Lord Aberavon, another Welsh lawyer who continued the fine old tradition of leading the Welsh Office whilst it concealed the north Wales paedophile ring and the criminal misconduct of Dafydd and Gwynne.

Regular readers will know that when it has been necessary to conceal the wrongdoing of the paedophiles and their friends, alliances and friendships across political divides were made. Bear this in mind as you read the details that follow regarding one of Peter Thomas’s good friends, Cledwyn Hughes, later Lord Cledwyn.

Cledwyn Hughes’s father David left school at twelve to work in the Dinorwic slate quarry, as his forebears did. However in his early 20s, David Hughes – known as Harri – became a Calvinist Methodist preacher in Holyhead. (Cledwyn Hughes later preached in the chapels on Anglesey, even when he was a Cabinet Minister.) Harri was a Liberal, a fervent supporter of Lloyd George and his daughter Lady Megan Lloyd George, who in 1929 became the MP for Anglesey. Cledwyn went to Holyhead Grammar School and then read law at University College Aberystwyth, where he was Chair of the Liberal Society. In 1937 Cledwyn graduated and began work as an articled clerk to a solicitor in Holyhead. He had a change of heart politically as a result of him gaining knowledge about the social conditions of many and in 1938 he joined the Labour Party. In 1940 he qualified as a solicitor. In 1945 whilst he was still in the Air Force Cledwyn stood as the Labour candidate for Anglesey against Lady Megan, although this caused his father much unhappiness. He was demobbed in 1946 and became acting clerk to Holyhead District Council. Between 1946-53, Cledwyn was a member of Anglesey County Council. This is ancient history now, but Cledwyn remained on very good terms with Anglesey County Council throughout his years in Parliament. He remained in the Commons until 1979 and then joined the Lords where he remained until his death in 2001.

So Cledwyn was mates with Anglesey County Council until 2001. Anglesey was the site of some of the most serious abuse of children in care, both in children’s homes and in foster care. One of the children’s homes involved was in Holyhead. Anglesey County Council has been riddled with serious corruption for years, it is a standing joke in north Wales. There have been police investigations into Councillors and at least one Councillor went to prison. One Councillor who faced criminal charges violently attacked a journalist and cameraman when they tried to interview him, smashing the camera. I’m not aware that he was prosecuted. Other Councillors on Anglesey became millionaires after giving each other planning permission for developments. It is so bad on Anglesey that people would comment that the Councillors go to prison and sit on the Council again when they were released. It was alleged that the Director of Social Services on Anglesey some years ago had been caught by the police having sex in his car in a public place, but yet again there was never any talk of charges. Anglesey County Council is truly famous and has of course featured in Private Eye’s Rotten Boroughs column a number of times. Some years ago I enquired of a local man with an excellent knowledge of the shenanigans on Anglesey ‘which ones are the corrupt Councillors?’ and I was told ‘they all are, there aren’t any honest ones’. And to add to the fun they all absolutely hated each other.

In 1950 Cledwyn challenged Megan at the polls again but lost – then in 1951 he stood against her again and won, becoming MP for Anglesey.

During his years in the Commons, Cledwyn worked to bring employment to Anglesey – he played a key role in securing the development of the nuclear power station at Wylfa and also in attracting Rio Tinto to establish the Anglesey Aluminium plant. Cledwyn supported the Parliament for Wales Campaign and was involved in a petition to support this, but the campaign failed – Cledwyn was strongly opposed by some of his own Labour colleagues, especially those from constituencies in south Wales. Cledwyn was successful in his efforts to secure the establishment of a post of Secretary of State for Wales.

In 1964, Cledwyn was appointed Minister of State for Commonwealth Relations in Wilson’s Labour Gov’t and between 1966-68 he was appointed Secretary of State for Wales himself. Under him – as Minister of State  – until 1967 was the dreadful George Thomas.

Cledwyn was Secretary of State for Wales at the time of the disaster at Aberfan in 1966. He always maintained that Aberfan was the worst event of his life. Wilson gave Cledwyn military-style powers regarding Aberfan and it was Cledwyn who set up the public inquiry into the disaster. It was revealed that Lord Robens, Chairman of the National Coal Board, misled Cledwyn regarding the frequency of the tip inspections. Later on George Thomas in his capacity as Secretary of State for Wales was responsible for the dirty deed which resulted in a sizeable proportion of the money raised by the Aberfan Disaster Memorial Fund being forcibly used to fund the clearing of the remaining tips.

Cledwyn is described as having been responsible for the development of the Welsh Office and the creation of its civil service structure. The structure containing all those corrupt civil servants who concealed criminal activities in the social services and the health service. Cledwyn is also credited with securing the arrival of the Royal Mint at Llantrisant in 1967, which was perceived to have enhanced the status of the Welsh Office.

In 1968 Harold Wilson moved Cledwyn from the Welsh Office to MAFF – Cledwyn was known to be disappointed to have to leave the paedophiles’ friends at the Welsh Office behind. Cledwyn had been involved with the preparations for the 1969 Investiture of Prince Charles which had resulted in him writing a monthly letter to Charles (who was then at Cambridge) regarding matters in Wales. George Thomas, a man who was investigated for child abuse himself – as was his good friend Leo Abse – was appointed Secretary of State in Cledwyn’s place.

Cledwyn was a supporter and admirer of the way in which powers over agriculture in Wales were transferred to the paedophiles’ friends at the Welsh Office. Cledwyn favoured extending the Welsh Office’s powers over health as well. Clearly Dafydd et al were not receiving enough support from the Welsh Office’s corrupt lawyer Andrew Park and the corrupt Medical Ombudsman Professor Robert Owen, both of whom concealed their criminal misconduct in 1988.

In 1969 Cledwyn established the Waterhouse Committee on rabies – led by dear old Sir Ronnie Waterhouse, who talents were utilised again in 1996 when William Hague appointed him to lead the cover-up into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal.

It is documented that at the 1970 General Election there were ‘scenes’ as Cledwyn was heavily criticised by Plaid, but I don’t know what the scenes and criticism were all about. It certainly won’t have been a demo about institutionalised corruption in the Welsh Office.

In 1974 Cledwyn became Chair of the Parliamentary Labour Party and in 1976 Harold Wilson’s sudden resignation left Cledwyn needing to organise the election of Wilson’s successor.

Cledwyn was close to both Roy Jenkins and James Callaghan. Cledwyn had known Callaghan since 1949 when they had met at the home of Glenys Kinnock’s parents in Holyhead no less. After Callaghan was elected as PM he recommended Cledwyn for the award of Companion of Honour! Pity about all those kids who were abused and then banged up in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh wasn’t it Glenys…

In March 1977 Cledwyn was involved in the negotiations which led to the formation of the Lib Lab pact. The following year Cledwyn supported three Plaid MPs to support Callaghan’s Gov’t when it needed propping up, in return for a commitment to legislate for compensation to be awarded for former quarry workers with silicosis.

The compensation for silicosis business dragged on for a very long time – most of the quarrymen were dead or nearly dead by the time that the Gov’t stumped up. When I was living in a quarrying village near Bethesda in the 1990s, Dafydd Wigley was regularly appearing in the media as a result of his campaign to get the Gov’t to cough up for the quarrymen as promised. So why didn’t Dafydd Wigley have a quiet word in a few Westminster ears and tell them to pay the dying quarrymen or he’d go public on the paedophile gang? Because most of Wigley’s colleagues in Plaid had ignored or concealed the paedophile gang as well. Dafydd Wigley’s own powerbase and constituency office was in Caernarfon, cheek by jowl with the HQ of the Plaid-dominated Gwynedd County Council and the offices of the Social Services. Wigley could have gone next door and performed a citizen’s arrest on Lucille Hughes (the Director of Social Services and Dafydd Alun Jones’s mistress) and her partners in crime if he’d really wanted…

In 1977 Cledwyn led a Parliamentary delegation to the Soviet Union and in 1978 he was despatched to Rhodesia as a special envoy for talks with Ian Smith concerning the handing over of power to the black majority. Cledwyn didn’t get very far. Neither did he manage to persuade Joshua Nkomo to give up the armed struggle.

Cledwyn was enormously disappointed in 1979 after Wales voted against devolution. One person who campaigned against devolution was a Neil Kinnock, son-in-law of the folk in whose house Cledwyn met his mate Jim Callaghan. Cledwyn stood down as MP for Anglesey a few weeks later. Keith Best, the Tory who subsequently concealed the wrongdoing in north Wales along with his boss Wyn Roberts, succeeded Cledwyn.

Not to worry, in 1979 Cledwyn was given a peerage.

In 1981 Cledwyn became Deputy Labour leader in the Lords and then in 1982, Leader. He remained Labour leader in the Lords until 1992. Neil Kinnock was leader of the Labour Party between 1983-92 and for most of that time Cledwyn retained ‘a strong working relationship’ with Kinnock. As everybody kept quiet about Dafydd and the paedophiles.

Cledwyn obtained funding from the Tory Gov’t to merge University College Cardiff with UWIST to form Cardiff University and in 1981 he played a leading part in persuading Willie Whitelaw to change policy concerning the establishment of S4C, the Welsh language TV channel, thus influencing Gwynfor Evans to abandon his hunger strike.

Now however did Cledwyn persuade a Tory Gov’t led by Thatcher who’s aide Sir Peter Morrison was abusing boys in care in north Wales to do all that???

Cledwyn was President of University College Aberystwyth (which later became Aberystwyth University) between 1976-85 – the building that houses their School of Business is named after him. In 1985 he became Pro-Chancellor of the University of Wales and then President of the UCNW (which later became Bangor University) in 1995.

Cledwyn died in 2001 in Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, a hospital which had been ruined as a result of mismanagement and corruption by the paedophiles’ friends. One of his obituaries stated that he was ‘an efficient administrator…with a considerable talent for story telling’.


To return to Wyn Roberts now. In 1974 the Tories lost the General Election, Peter Thomas lost his position as Secretary of State for Wales and Roberts became an opposition spokesperson for Wales, along with Nicholas Edwardes, until 1979 when the Thatcher was elected as PM. Wyn Roberts was then appointed Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State at the Welsh Office and Nicholas Edwardes, later Lord Crickhowell, was appointed Secretary of State for Wales. In 1987 Roberts was appointed Minister of State at the Welsh Office under the new Secretary of State for Wales, Peter Walker. Walker remained in that post until 1990 when he stepped down of his own accord – the year that Wyn Roberts picked up his knighthood.


Peter Walker was the Tory MP for Worcester, 1961-92. He retired from the Commons and picked up his peerage in 1992 ie. the year after I was bullied out of my job at St George’s Hospital Medical School after an attempt to frame me for serious offences by the mental health services in north Wales; the year after my close friend who knew what had happened to me in north Wales and who wanted to make a film about it was unfairly dismissed from the Royal Television Society and had her career in the media ruined; the year that her partner was being hounded out of his job at the BBC. It was in April 1992 that five witnesses to the North Wales Paedophile Ring were killed in an arson attack.

Walker had shown an interest in a political career at a very young age. In 1946 when he was 14 he spoke at a Conservative Conference and was invited to meet Leo Amery, who had plotted the overthrow of Lloyd George’s Coalition in 1922. Amery told Walker to become financially independent before entering the Commons, because it would stop him having to be compromised ‘if resignation were necessary’. Obviously an occupational hazard that one must plan for.

Walker followed Amery’s advice and went into the insurance business, soon forming a partnership with the future MP for Taunton Edward Du Cann, who when I was a kid in Somerset was widely alleged to have been a crook. When Du Cann was older he resigned from a company just before it collapsed owing millions and was later investigated for matters relating to his taxes. Walker also invested in property companies and formed a City partnership with Jim Slater, Slater Walker Securities.

Walker worked on JFK’s Primary election campaign team and was PPS to Selwyn Lloyd when Lloyd was Lord Privy Seal. Walker and Lloyd remained close friends – Lloyd was godfather to one of Walker’s sons.

In 1965 Walker organised Heath’s leadership campaign and under Heath was appointed Minister for Housing and Local Gov’t. In 1970 Walker was proud to be the world’s first Environment Minister. He was Secretary of State for Energy, 1983-87, playing an ‘important role’ in opposing the miners’ strike. During the miners’ strike, Walker maintained private links with Norman Willis, the General Secretary of the TUC, which sounds like the basis for something underhand.

As Secretary of State for Wales, Walker ‘easily won’ crucial financial battles with John Major, the then Chief Secretary to the Treasury. Walker also ‘pioneered a Valley’s initiative, attracted major investment from Bosch and Toyota and gave the go-ahead for the second Severn Bridge’. The building of Corruption Bay went ahead on Walker’s watch.

Walker was Chair of the Carlton Club and a founder of the Tory Reform Group. He has held Directorships with: Rothschilds; Tate and Lyle; Dalgety and British Gas. Walker was the Chairman of Thornton and Co.

Walker’s son Robin followed in his footsteps as MP for Worcester.

Walker was a great champion of the hospice movement and was the Patron of St Richards Hospice in Worcester which was founded in 1984. I have always been a little mystified as to why, in north Wales, the hospices are log jammed with the paedophiles’ friends – I have previously blogged about those associated with St David’s Hospice in Llandudno and St Kentigerns at St Asaph. I presumed that it was a function of so many of the paedophiles’ friends being involved with health and social care, but I’m wondering if there was a bigger problem after reading an extract from Hansard, March 2000. The extract is the transcript of a speech that Walker made to the Lords in which he pleads for NHS funding for hospices and includes the responses of other members of the Lords.

In the Lords debate, a number of Top Doctors are warmly mentioned, including Professor David Clark and Professor Karol Sikora. David Clark was mentioned in a comment by a correspondent to this blog some weeks ago. Karol Sikora is a cancer specialist who for some years now has robustly promoted the privatisation of the NHS and is a leading light in a pressure group with other Top Doctors lobbying for this. Yet in 2000 the Lords involved in a debate about hospice funding were using figures supplied by Sikora as a basis for arguing for NHS funding for hospices. Sikora worked at Hammersmith Hospital in the late 1980s when I was a postgraduate there, although he seemed to have a big bust up with his former colleagues from Hammersmith a few years ago. For details of the research fraud and misconduct that was happening at Hammersmith, see post ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’. The impression that I have always gained of Sikora is that he is primarily concerned with becoming very rich. He is a wealthy man already but I think that he wants more – his rationale for privatising the NHS is frequently wrapped up in arguments that Top Doctors can then be paid what they are truly worth. In one article in a broadsheet he argued that people should be paid on the basis of how essential their contribution is to society and therefore doctors should be paid more than anyone else. NHS consultants earn approx. £100k basic – people like Sikora who undertake private work earn much, much more. Food is even more essential for life than hi-tech oncology – so I await Sikora to begin lobbying for dinner ladies who feed the nations’ children and subsistence farmers in developing countries to be paid more than he is.

Another Top Doctor who gets a mention in Hansard during Walker’s debate is Vicky Clement-Jones. Vicky Clement-Jones was a Top Doctor from Barts who in the mid-80s developed ovarian cancer herself and died, whilst still only in her 30s. Before she died, Vicky and some others whom she knew founded a charity called Cancer BACUP. It gained an enormous amount of publicity and also undertook a massive amount of fundraising. BACUP made a lot of noise about being the vehicle to beat cancer, particularly ovarian cancer, which had a frighteningly high mortality rate. Vicky Clement-Jones donated her own tissue to cancer research and I remember attending a lecture which featured her cell lines. The death of Vicky Clement-Jones was undoubtedly very sad but I am intrigued by the way in which Cancer BACUP received such a high profile and the discourse that accompanied it. Vicky Clement-Jones herself was an outstanding researcher as well as a Top Doctor – she had done very very well whilst she was at Cambridge and by the time that she set that charity up she was at Barts with years of research and clinical work under her belt. She will have known as well as I do that what holds cancer research – or indeed any branch of health and social care research – back is not the lack of donations to charity or people like Vicky donating cell lines, it is research fraud, bad science and the vested interest of pharmaceutical companies, the medical establishment and the blinkered views of policy makers. The literature produced by BACUP is very similar to the literature produced by present day cancer charities – it is all about ‘fighting cancer’, ‘inspirational people’, ‘fund raising so scientists can find out more’ etc etc. Vicky would have been too intelligent to believe that this was going to lead anywhere. Yet it was full speed ahead for BACUP.

Vicky died and health outcomes for many cancers in the UK today are not that much better than they were when Vicky established BACUP. Ovarian cancer still has a very high mortality rate and is usually not diagnosed until the prognosis is poor. In spite of all the fighting, the surviving, the screening etc etc. I would dearly love to know the full story behind BACUP and why Vicky allowed herself to be used in a way that she must have known would not lead to improvements in outcomes for cancer patients. I note from past BACUP documents that BACUP was given a lot of free PR when Professor Anthony Clare interviewed Vicky Clement-Jones on ‘In The Psychiatrist’s Chair’ and through their links with Rob Buckman. Rob Buckman was a high profile media Top Doctor who was a cousin of Barbara Amiel, wife of Conrad Black who owned the Telegraph. Amiel and Black both ended up going to prison for white-collar crime involving large sums of money. Rob Buckman left the UK for America and died a few years ago ‘in his sleep for an unknown reason’. Which sounds rather unlikely, particularly as he wasn’t even that old.

However I learnt something from Hansard, namely that a leading light in BACUP was one Lord Tim Clement-Jones, Vicky’s widower. It was Tim who was repeating Karol Sikora’s demands for money from the NHS for hospices. Tim also mentioned Professor Mike Richards, the then National Cancer Care Director and refers to a joint statement from the BMA and the RCN.

Tim Clement-Jones is a solicitor and was the head of legal services at LWT, 1980-93. He became a Trustee and Director of Cancer BACUP in 1986; was Co-Secretary of Woolworths Ltd which later became Kingfisher plc between 1986-95; was Chair of the Liberal Party 1986-88; was Chair of Crime Concern, 1991-95; was Treasurer of the Lib Dems, 2005-10; is the honorary President of Ambitious About Autism – and was Chair of the Trustees for 7 years; the London Managing Partner of DLA Piper UK LLP and Chair of their China and Middle East desks; a member of UCL’s Council; a Trustee of the Barbican Centre; an Ambassador of the Law Society; an Ambassador of Barts Charity.

In 1998 Tim was made a life peer.

LWT, the Liberal Party and the Law Society are well aware of the wrongdoing of the Top Doctors and the problem of organised child sexual abuse, including the paedophile ring that operated in north Wales when Peter Walker and his colleagues at the Welsh Office concealed such matters. As for Kingfisher plc – in the early 1990s, Kingfisher plc held the contract for cleaning a number of shops in Bangor and some of the depts in Bangor University. The cleaners were grossly exploited and were supervised by regional supervisors who were also grossly exploited and were pressurised from above to exploit the cleaners. No-one worked for Kingfisher plc for more than two months, not even the supervisors. The pay was as low as Kingfisher could possibly get away with – which in Gwynedd in the early 1990s was very low indeed – and the supervisors were required to travel across Gwynedd to various locations to carry out spot checks and generally harass the cleaners. The supervisors didn’t get a fuel allowance so they could have well been taking home even less than the cleaners. I bet Tim wasn’t getting up at 4am to polish supermarket floors were you Tim – you were too busy caring about cancer survivors and providing a bit of PR for the Top Doctors…

Someone who contributed to the debate in the Lords led by Peter Walker was another person who was an enthusiastic supporter of the hospice movement, Baroness Jean McFarlane. Jean McFarlane was a crossbencher who would have known all about the practices of the Top Doctors and the paedophiles’ friends – she was a nurse from Cardiff. Jean did her initial training at Barts and then returned to Cardiff and worked as a health visitor. She was Vice-President of the League of Nurses at Barts – so what with her and Tim it looks rather as though this debate in the Lords was a bit of lobbying from Barts in particular, as well as the wider medical establishment. In the 1960s Jean had been part of the RCN research programme ‘Study of Nursing Care’. In 1974 she was appointed to the first Chair of Nursing in an English university, namely at Manchester – she remained in this position until 1989. McFarlane served on the Royal Commission on the NHS 1976-79, under Sir Alec Merrison, a nuclear physicist. She wrote ‘A Guide to the Practice of Nursing Using the Nursing Process’. I suspect that Jean McFarlane was at the forefront of those Angels who left the ward as soon as they could to wield power in higher places and spout rubbish about things like the ‘nursing process’ (the succeeding generation replaced that concept with ‘nursing science’ because that sounds even better if you’re trying to pass yourself off as a professor), rather than admit that things were going terribly, terribly wrong at the coalface, thus beginning the process of deep denial in the NHS which led us to Mid-Staffs or indeed to north Wales.

Jean was a committed Christian and was a member of the general synod of the Church of England, 1990-94. She had a particular interest in the hospice movement and until 2008 was Vice-President of St Anne’s Hospice, Heald Green, Cheshire.

Another supporter of the hospice movement who contributed to Walker’s debate was Lord Billy Blease. Billy Blease was a trade unionist from N Ireland who was given a peerage in 1978. He was a member of the IBA (Independent Broadcasting Authority) 1974-79 and the Labour spokesperson on N Ireland in the Lords 1979-82. In 1997 Tony Blair appointed him to the British-Irish Parliamentary Body.

Another contributer was Lord Eric Varley, who was the NUM sponsored Labour MP for Chesterfield, 1964-84. Varley was PPS to PM Harold Wilson 1968-69 and was appointed Secretary of State for Energy in 1974.  In 1976 in his capacity as Secretary of State for Industry, Varley wanted to shut the car company Chrysler down, but the Cabinet forced an increase in the subsidy to keep it open. Varley appointed Michael Edwardes as Chairman of British Leyland. There followed an entrenched battle between Michael Edwardes and the trade union leader Red Robbo aka Derek Robinson, who died very recently. The Mail online helpfully reminded it’s readers just how terrible Red Robbo was, how he was a communist and even stood as such as a Parliamentary candidate on a number of occasions, but they forgot to mention that there was a great deal of dissatisfaction with Michael Edwardes at the time. Edwardes was being paid an absolute fortune, made thousands and thousands of workers redundant, yet allegations of mismanagement and incompetence swirled around him and not just from Red Robbo and the people who were made redundant.

Varley led Denis Healey’s campaign for the Labour Party leadership in 1980. In 1983 he was appointed Chair of Coalite plc. He resigned his seat at Chesterfield – he was succeeded by Tony Benn – and was made a life peer in 1990.

Eric Varley’s name was in the media again very recently. He was known to have been very friendly with the Labour MP Gerald Kaufman and it was revealed that Kaufman left absolutely everything in his will to Eric Varley – an expensive property in St John’s Wood, all his dosh, absolutely everything. Varley though died seven years ago – Kaufman had made the will when Varley was still alive and hadn’t updated it. As with a lot of politicians who remain in the Commons into old age, the media have for the last few years been rather kinder to Kaufman than they used to be. We have been reminded that it was Kaufman who called the Labour manifesto of 1983 ‘the longest suicide note in history’ and Kaufman has been portrayed as a voice of reason during the years of the loony left and Michael Foot. Which is interesting because I remember Kaufman insulting people, upsetting them, really pissing everyone off and being considered an oily git who couldn’t be trusted. Harriet Harman likes to believe that she was attacked in her capacity as a feminist by wags who referred to her as Harriet Harperson, but Private Eye took the piss out of one Gerald Kaufperson long before anyone bothered to have a go at Harriet. So Kaufperson himself was at the heart of the 1970s and 80s Labour Party when the London boroughs were rife with paedophiles abusing the kids in their care.


Another Lord contributing was Lord Barney Heyhoe. Barney Heyhoe was where the action was whilst Dafydd and the paedophiles were breaking the law and abusing patients and children in care in north Wales – he was a Minister in the DHSS 1985-86, acting as Secretary of State Norman Fowler’s deputy and was responsible for the public education programme about AIDS. Barney Heyhoe praised the Sue Ryder Foundation during the Lords debate – that Foundation stands accused of mistreating people who have been in its care.

Heyhoe began working for the Conservative Research Department as Heath became leader of the Tory Party in the mid-60s – the Conservative Research Department where Matthew Parris once worked and in which Parris alleged was a senior male member of staff who would go out and about in London on buses looking for much younger men to pick up. Parris also alleged that the department was organising staff holidays to a location in Europe called the ‘Villa of Shame’, at which ‘boys’ were supplied. Heyhoe was a Tory MP between 1970-92. He was Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State responsible for the Army 1979-81 and Minister of State for the civil service 1981-85.

He was a friend of Nicholas Scott whom Ann Widdecombe alleged had one hell of an alcohol problem, the consequences of which were concealed by his friends and colleagues.

Heyhoe was made a life peer in 1992 – like a few others who were involved in concealing the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. Between 1993-95 Heyhoe Chaired the Guys and St Thomas’s NHS Trust. It was at that time that Guys and St Thomas’s accepted as a medical student a young man from Gwynedd who had experienced severe mental health problems – but more worryingly had carried out seriously violent attacks on his dog, a neighbour’s cat and his own girlfriend, who later left him and refused him access to their baby on the grounds of the baby’s safety. After being accepted as a student at Guys and Tommys but before taking up his place this man worked as a porter in Ysbyty Gwynedd. He was caught on a number of occasions having sex with ancillary staff on the premises during work hours. Not only was there no action taken against him, but after he qualified – although he had a serious breakdown whilst he was at Guys and Tommys – the North West Wales NHS Trust employed him as a psychiatrist. A number of people complained about him, including me. I raised my concerns with the GMC. Keith Thomson, the Chief Exec of the NW Wales NHS Trust wrote to the GMC telling them that I had made ‘outrageous allegations’ about Trust staff. The GMC took no action. Some two years later I told that the psychiatrist in question had finally been stopped practicing after assaulting his wife so seriously that she was sectioned as a result of her own distress. His two children had been taken into care by Gwynedd Social Services on the grounds of severe neglect. When I made representations about this man to the GMC I made representations about his clinical director as well. The GMC took no action. Earlier this year my lawyers forwarded me a copy of a document that had been found in the possession of the GMC purporting to be a letter from me in relation to this complaint – the letter was a forgery (see post ‘The General Medical Council And Yet Another Forged Document’).

If Barney is still alive would he like to tell us what was going on at Guys and Tommys when he Chaired that Trust?

Hansard records that Earl Howe mentioned that the NHS is based on ‘human dignity’. I was so gobsmacked when I read that, that I thought I’d better find out who Earl Howe is.

Earl Howe also goes under the name of Frederick Curzon. He is a Conservative peer – one of the hereditary ones who clung on after Blair’s rather half-hearted attempt at Lords reform in 1999 – and is at present Minister of State for Defence as well as Deputy Leader in the Lords. After Earl Howe graduated in 1973 he joined Barclays Bank and worked in senior positions both in London and overseas. He then ran the family farm – Seagraves Farm Co – and estate in Buckinghamshire. In 1991 Earl Howe was appointed as a Whip. In 1992 he was appointed Parliamentary Secretary at MAFF and between 1995-97 he was Parliamentary Under-Secretary at the MoD.

Earl Howe was opposition spokesman in the Lords for health and social services, 1997-2010. His special interests include penal affairs and he is a member of All Party Groups on penal affairs, abuse investigations, adoption and mental health. So perhaps Earl Howe can explain why he was debating with Peter Walker in 2000 who had run the Welsh Office whilst it concealed the abuse of children in care and of mental health patients from which a number of miscarriages of justice resulted – yet never asked Walker why he concealed organised crime and whether his receipt of a peerage was related to that. I note that Earl Howe was opposition spokesman on health and social services 1997-2010. That spans the period of the cover-up that was the Waterhouse Inquiry which was orchestrated by Earl Howe’s colleague in the Lords William Hague as well as the following years in which witnesses to the wrongdoing such as me who had managed to survive were ruthlessly harassed, threatened and repeatedly arrested by the people whom Hague had ensured were never held to account let alone brought to justice. Could you have a word with William about it all please Earl Howe? Because by the time that you had finished being opposition spokesman having not spoken very much at all about some very serious matters, William was swanning off around the world as Foreign Secretary, meeting the likes of Hilary Clinton. As one of your interests is ‘abuse investigations’ and Lord Hague is now spearheading the clean up of Westminster perhaps you’d like to launch an investigation into Lord Hague. As well as his wife – who worked as a civil servant in the Welsh Office whilst it concealed organised crime, including the sexual abuse of minors and mental health patients.

Another contributor to Walker’s debate was the then Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State, Lord Hunt of King’s Heath. That is Philip Hunt, a Labour Co-Operative peer. Hunt probably knows more about the wrongdoing in the NHS than anyone else in the Lords – he has spent his whole career at the heart of the wrongdoing, for the last few decades at the most senior level.

Philip Hunt graduated from Leeds University in 1970 and began working for the NHS in 1972 when he landed a job as a works study officer for the Oxford Region Hospital Board. In 1974 he began working as a hospital administrator for the Nuffield Orthopaedic Centre. Hunt was the first Secretary of the Edgware and Hendon Community Health Council in 1975 – the CHCs were an early incarnation of ‘service user involvement’, bodies that were dominated by NHS professionals and managers who ensured that the lid was kept on failure, scandal and neglect whilst claiming to be the ‘voice of the patients’. Hunt remained at the CHC until 1978 – it must have done him a great deal of good because it was immediately after this that Hunt hit the big time. In 1978 he was appointed the Assistant Director of the National Association of Health Authorities (NAHA), the body that represented those running the dysfunctional corrupt organisations that were leading the NHS into such trouble – including Gwynedd and Clwyd Health Authorities. Between 1984-90 Philip Hunt was Director of the NAHA. So he was representing the idiots running Gwynedd Health Authority whilst they were involved in criminal activities relating to their part in facilitating a paedophile gang, were bankrupting the organisation, were receiving letters from David Hunt the Secretary of State for Wales, whilst a hit squad had been sent in from the Welsh Office in a vain attempt to deal with the fuckwittery , whilst the fuckwittery was being discussed in the House. Clwyd Health Authority were conducting themselves in exactly the same way as was whichever Health Authority was responsible for running St George’s Hospital Medical School. Philip Hunt then became Director of the National Association of Health Authorities and Trusts (NAHAT), the succeeding body to the NAHA, in 1990. In 1993 Hunt received an OBE for ‘services to the NHS’.

A new vehicle to represent the crooks and conmen running the NHS was conjured up in 1996 – the NHS Confederation. Philip Hunt was its first Chief Executive. He’ll have known the MP Jess Phillips’s mum then (see post ‘Everywoman?’). In 1997 Hunt received a peerage and was appointed Parliamentary Under-Secretary at the Department of Health. Being a man of principle he resigned in March 2003 over the invasion of Iraq. He didn’t resign from the House of course, although he was one of Tony’s cronies, a New Labour peer, so he was able to return to Gov’t in May 2005 when he was appointed Parliamentary Under-Secretary at the DWP. In Jan 2007 he became Minister of State at the Department of Health with responsibility for NHS reform. In July of the same year he became Parliamentary Under-Secretary at the Ministry of Justice and in 2008 Hunt was appointed Minister of State at DEFRA AND at DECC (Dept for Energy and Climate Change). Oh, he was Deputy Leader of the Lords as well.

Following Ed Miliband’s appointment as leader of the Labour Party, Hunt became Labour’s spokesperson on Home Affairs. In Sept 2011 Hunt contributed to the publication ‘What Next For Labour? Ideas For A New Generation’.

Hunt has occupied many other positions as well. He was: a member of Oxford City Council 1973-79; a member of Oxfordshire Health Authority 1975-77; a member of Birmingham City Council 1980-82; Co-Chair of the Association for Public Health 1994-98; President of the Family Planning Association 1997-98; Joint Chair of the All Party Primary Care and Public Health Group 1997-98; Vice-Chair of the All Party Group on AIDS; Chair of the National Patient Safety Agency 2004-05; President of the Health Care Supplies Association 2010-present; President of the Royal Society of Public Health 2010-present.

In July 1999 Tony Blair made Hunt Health Minister in the Lords.

Between April 2011-2014 Hunt was Chair of the Heart of England NHS Foundation Trust. That was the Trust which employed the breast surgeon Ian Paterson who was recently imprisoned for performing unnecessary operations on dozens of people for financial gain.

Philip Hunt will know the details behind scores of NHS scandals and tragedies, he will know that organised child sexual abuse was endemic in the children’s services, he will know that the psychiatric system was being used to conceal this and he will have been at the very centre of this in Birmingham. The reason that Hunt ended up in Gov’t was that he kept quiet about it all.

I mentioned that Blair made Hunt Lords’ Health Minister in July 1999. Before Blair carried out his reshuffle, Baroness Hayman was Lords’ Health Minister.

Helene Valerie Hayman has a CV nearly as shameful as Philip Hunt. Hayman studied law at Newnham College, Cambridge. After graduating in 1969 she worked for Shelter. Between 1971-74 Hayman was involved with the Social Services in the Borough of Camden. So she’ll have been screwing up there alongside Tessa Jowell (see post ‘Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng and Tessa Jowell’). In 1974 Hayman was appointed the Deputy Director of the National Council for One Parent Families. The NCCL – which was at the time associated with PIE and ‘paedophiles’ rights’ – was associated with that organisation. Sue Slipman was involved with both the NCCL and the National Council for One Parent Families – Slipman later also occupied senior positions in the NHS, including the Chair of one Trust, although I note that information about that has disappeared from the internet, presumably because someone is feeling unusually embarrassed about the appointment.

Between 1974-79 Hayman was elected as the MP for Welwyn and Hatfield. Hayman was a member of Bloomsbury Health Authority (later Bloomsbury and Islington Health Authority) 1985-92 and was Vice-Chair from 1988 onwards. She was a member of the ethics committee of the Royal College of Gynaecologists 1982-97; of the ethics committee of UCL and UCH 1987-97; a member of the Council of UCL 1992-97 and the Chair of Whittington Hospital NHS Trust.

After such sterling service to bodies and institutions which had variously colluded with organised child sexual abuse and the abuse and neglect of mental health patients, ignored the horrors of the St David’s laundry in Gwynedd (see post ‘Every Sperm Is Sacred, Especially In Scotland’) and colluded with some highly questionable research and very poor practice, Hayman picked up her reward in 1996 – a peerage.

Hayman’s party continued. She became a junior Minister in the Dept of the Environment, Transport and Regions and in the Department of Health. In 1999 she was appointed Minister of State at the MAFF. She was Chair of Cancer Research UK 2001-05. For details of misconduct and research fraud among people involved with that charity (which was previously known as the Cancer Research Campaign) see post ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’. Hayman was a Trustee of the Royal Botanic Gardens, Kew 2002-06; a Trustee of the Tropical Health and Education Trust 2005-06. She was a member of the Lords Select Committee on Assisted Dying for the Terminally Ill Bill, 2004-05. In 2005 Hayman became Chair of the Human Tissue Authority and she was a member of the HFEA 2005-06.

Hayman ended up as Lord Speaker, something which she had probably been aspiring to for years.


The Secretary of State for Wales who followed Peter Walker was David Hunt, now Lord Hunt. It was on David Hunt’s watch that the attempts to silence people who had crossed paths with Dafydd and the paedophiles escalated – Hunt was in post between 1990-93 and it was then that I and my friends who knew what had happened to me in north Wales found ourselves hounded out of jobs, our careers ruined, threatened, repeatedly arrested, violently attacked in the street by assailants etc as detailed in previous posts. Hunt was Secretary of State when allegations that children in care in north Wales had been abused by a paedophile ring connected to Westminster and that a cover-up involving people at the highest echelons of society was underway began appearing in the UK media. Hunt was Secretary of State when the five witnesses to the abuse in north Wales were killed in an arson attack (see post ‘The Silence of the Welsh Lambs’).

Interestingly enough, Wyn Roberts’s obituaries make no reference to Hunt or to Wyn’s relationship with him. It is as if Hunt had never been his boss. What all Wyn’s obituaries did bang on about though was Wyn’s huge triumph in persuading Thatcher’s Gov’t to establish a Welsh language TV channel and – the real biggie – to draw up a Welsh Language Act. The Welsh Language Act 1993 resulted. Thatcher and her Gov’t were utterly unsympathetic to the idea of Welsh language rights and certainly did not want this Act. But Wyn with his magik persuaded old Thatch that it was a good idea and lo and behold a Welsh Language Act emerged. Now how do readers think that Wyn persuaded a woman who employed as one of her closet aides a man who was molesting children in care in north Wales to pass a Welsh Language Act???

Thus Wyn Roberts has been written into Welsh history as a ‘friend of Wales’, ‘the greatest living Welshman’, ‘a rare and valuable asset for the Conservative Party’ and ‘the protector of the language’, on the back of a truly shameful trade off between him and his masters in a Gov’t who were orchestrating a massive cover-up of the serious abuse of children in care and mental health patients. A cover-up which resulted in the framing and wrongful imprisonment of innocent people – and the deaths of many more.

All for the sake of a fucking Welsh Language Act – which wasn’t even very good, didn’t actually protect the rights of Welsh speakers as it should and was simply followed by calls for a better Act. This was sold to Wales as a triumph. The Welsh language continued to die – as did the people who knew about the scandal that enabled Roberts to get that Act through. This wasn’t the end of the problems – because there were so many people who knew what had been concealed. They all had to be bought off – or if they couldn’t be bought off with a peerage or a job that they didn’t deserve and couldn’t do – they had to be silenced by threats, intimidation or even death. As for the worm Wyn – he was rewarded with a peerage in 1997 and hung around like a particularly dreadful stench literally until the day that the old bastard died in 2013. Wyn’s obituaries proudly remembered that such was Wyn’s ‘influence’ that David Cameron was still consulting Wyn on devolution when Cameron became leader of the Tory Party.

In the immediate aftermath of his death, the tributes to Wyn Roberts on the BBC News were led by Cameron, who remembered Roberts as ‘a devoted public servant and a tireless ambassador for Wales’, ‘one of the kindest and most compassionate colleagues I had the pleasure to work with’ and made reference to his ‘gentle nature’. Cameron – people were raped, beaten, buggered, stitched up in Court, sent to Risley Remand Centre where they were then found dead, killed in car accidents, killed in arson attacks and your devoted public servant with a gentle nature knew all about it.

David Jones, a creep of a solicitor from Llandudno who was Cameron’s Secretary of State for Wales at the time of Roberts’s death, joined in the tributes. Roberts was ‘an extraordinary man’ who did ‘more for Welsh cultural life than any man of his generation’, was ‘very kind, extremely wise with a tremendous sense of humour’, ‘a kind friend and a wise counsellor’. David Jones knew all about the abuses and the miscarriages of justice, he worked in the Courts in north Wales where it was all going on (see post ‘The Rt Hon David Jones MP’). Perhaps he just had a good laugh at it all, along with Wyn who had such a tremendous sense of humour.

Andrew R.T. Davies, the leader of the Tories in Wales talked of this ‘very sad day’ and Roberts’s ‘impact’ upon Wales – yes, the legacy of the paedophile ring which he protected has virtually destroyed the nation.

Lord Crickhowell, Wyn’s boss who made millions out of Corruption Bay, chipped in calling Roberts ‘my advisor and my guru’ who made a ‘great contribution to the health service in Wales’ and was ‘an indispensable number two to me’. Crickhowell is a millionaire – the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board in north Wales is Chaired by Dr Peter Higson, one of the paedophiles’ friends and is currently in special measures after undercover filming on Tawel Fan ward revealed abuse of mental health patients, who had untreated fractures and were crawling around on the floor – which was covered with faeces and urine – whilst they were naked.

Lord Barry Jones, former Labour MP for Alyn and Deeside, (see comments following my post ‘Wheels Within Wheels Or Flies Drawn To The Same Incestuously Corrupt Shithouse?’ for the lowdown on Lord Baz and his wife) commented that Wyn Roberts ‘built more roads than the Romans’. Yes Wyn was always happy to get involved with the roads. In the early 1990s I was loosely involved with a campaign to stop a huge road being built through the oak woodland behind Bethesda – Wyn spent many happy hours corresponding with the campaign group, met with them all, they thought that he was great ‘especially for a Tory’. The group contained a high proportion of hippyish environmentalists who couldn’t believe that they were being so well-received by an agent of Thatch. Well they weren’t complaining about organised crime within the social services and NHS. The Bethesda by-pass was shelved and an alternative strategy was pursued and then Wyn became a Green Hero as well. I never met Roberts although the other campaigners did – but if I had he’d never have known who I was. Because he had barely condescended to reply to me let alone meet me a few years earlier when I raised the matter of the wrongdoing of the paedophiles’ friends with him…

Elfyn Llwyd, a barrister who was for many years the Plaid MP for Meirionydd – a good friend of the paedophiles’ friends himself and oh so passionate about the Welsh language – remarked that Roberts’s death had resulted in a ‘big loss to us as a nation’.

Huw Jones, the then Chair of the S4C authority described Wyn as ‘a guardian angel’ with ‘mischief in his eye’. Was it Wyn who threw the petrol bomb into the party which resulted in the deaths of the five witnesses Huw??? What a scamp!

Huw might know quite a bit about people who have mischief in their eyes. In 2012 Huw was appointed Chair of the rather troubled S4C by Jeremy Hunt, who was then Culture Secretary under the Con Dem Coalition. Prior to that Huw was Chief Exec of S4C 1995-05, so he will have had a lot to do with the chaos and troubles at S4C. The UK.Gov website told us that Huw’s appointment as Chair of S4C was ‘made on merit, following a fair, open, transparent process’. Huw is described as a ‘prominent figure in Welsh language music and media since the late 60s’ and in the early 80s was ‘instrumental as an entrepreneur and TV producer in the establishment of a vibrant media industry in north west Wales’. Huw was MD of the record company Sain until 1981 and in 1981 co-founded Teledu-r and Tir Glas in Caernarfon.

I’ll translate Huw’s achievements for readers in England who won’t be aware of the context. This all means that Huw is a former colleague of Dafydd Iwan, a folk-singer and language activist who was a leading light in Sain. Folk-singing and language activism are not at all problematic but Dafydd Iwan for many years was a Councillor and then the leader of Gwynedd County Council – the Gwynedd County Council who’s Social Services Dept allowed a paedophile gang to operate in it’s children’s homes. Gwynedd County Council also employed a corrupt lawyer, Ron Evans, who along with his boss the County Secretary and Solicitor H. Ellis Hughes, actively colluded with the paedophiles’ colleagues in Gwynedd Social Services to frame people who had dared complain (see post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’). Dafydd Iwan is a big admirer of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and wrote a song ‘in tribute’ to him.

Dafydd Iwan’s brother Alun Ffred is the former Plaid AM for Arfon.

Huw Jones might also know another musician who’s career began in the music scene in north west Wales and who became a very big name – Gruff Rhys of the Super Furry Animals. Gruff Rhys’s dad was Ioan Bowen Rees, another self-appointed guardian of the Welsh language and culture. Bowen Rees was for years the Chief Executive of Gwynedd County Council – whilst the paedophile ring raged within and the Social Services, Ron Evans and H. Ellis Hughes stitched up complainants (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’).

As Huw was involved with S4C at the dawn of time, perhaps he can explain why in 1984-85 I was being told by teenagers who lived in the Menai Bridge area who aspired to a career in the media that if your mum or dad worked for S4C you’d get a job, but it was a lot more difficult if you ‘didn’t know anyone at S4C’.

For a number of years now S4C has been on its arse, with plummeting viewing figures and at least one very senior executive disappeared from the company overnight with no explanation.

Huw is or was: Chair of Portmeirion Ltd; Deputy Chair of the Wales Employment and Skills Board; a member of the Welsh Language Board; a member of the RSPB Council; Vice-Chair of Nant Gwrtheyrn Language Learning Centre; a fellow of the Royal Television Society.

Huw lives near Caernarfon. Along with a great many other well-paid people who identify as protecting the language and culture and who knew all about that paedophile ring.

After Wyn died, Meri Huws the Welsh Language Commissioner said that she’d ‘always remember the significant contribution’ that Roberts made to the Welsh language. Meri Huws worked as a social worker in Caernarfon. For more details of Meri’s rise to the top – including an account of how she was alleged to have acquired the moniker of ‘the crack of doom’ in the National Assembly of Wales – see post ‘Let Me Enlighten Lord Gnome…’.

Derek Bellis, a ‘veteran journalist and friend’ of Wyn’s told BBC Wales that Roberts was ‘very kind gentle and humourous with ‘no ego at all’ (Wyn was some sort of Zen master then). Best of all: ‘no toff was Wyn – he was a man of the people’. So that’s what he was doing sitting in the Lords after a lifetime concealing a vicious paedophile ring who’s prime targets were the children of the dispossessed.

Lest anyone on the planet believe that the Welsh Language Act was actually worth the destruction of the lives of numerous people, I’ll just let you know where I learnt my first few words of Welsh and a bit of history about the quarrymen of north Wales. It was from another patient, when I had been illegally incarcerated in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh by Dafydd, along with a few other folk who had been targeted by the paedophiles friends. Most of the victims of the paedophiles’ friends spoke WELSH! But they didn’t have parents who were Councillors or Top Doctors or managers of Social Services or Chief Executives of S4C or senior figures in Plaid.

I have never encountered such a heap of hypocritical horse-shit as that which has emanated from these utter fools who ignored something terrible, who kept a monstrous Tory Gov’t in power – a Gov’t which inflicted massive damage upon Wales, some of whose members used the children’s homes in north Wales as brothels. YOU FUCKING IDIOTS – JUST LOOK WHAT YOU DID.

Dylan Jones-Evans, a Tory and an ‘entrepreneur’ who has been serially dismissed from a number of universities, told the Daily Post that Wyn was ‘a wonderful man and politician whose legacy will continue for years to come’. You’re dead right there Dylan, thanks to Wyn, Wales’s Councils are rotten boroughs, the Assembly is full of politicians who ignored what Wyn was ignoring as well and the NHS and social services are log jammed with corrupt fuckwits who have no idea how to do their jobs properly even if they wanted to. The nation is virtually bankrupt but Lord Crickhowell and other chums of Wyn’s made a fortune out of Corruption Bay. And Thatcher went on and on and on – which was after all, why those witnesses just had to be silenced.

After Roberts had pegged out, Carwyn announced that he was ‘saddened’.

What was I doing when I heard that the viper with mischief in his eye had snuffed it? I was sitting in the Heddfan Unit in Wrexham Maelor Hospital having been sectioned because a neurological problem had been ignored/misdiagnosed and I was also maintaining that the mental health services were corrupt and had concealed a paedophile ring. Documents that are now in my possession compiled by the appalling Dr Raj Sambhi show that Raj Sambhi stated in the wake of my allegations that I was ‘psychotic’ and ‘very seriously ill’. Whilst I was in that Unit the Tawel Fan scandal exploded and the Betsi Board was placed in special measures – because of the institutional abuse of mental health patients. And Operation Pallial – the police investigation into the abuse of children in north Wales – was re-opened and John Allen, the former owner of the Bryn Alyn Community, was arrested, charged and convicted of the sexual abuse of children in care in north Wales. I sat in that Unit for many more months being told by Sambhi that I was mad.

Well Carwyn I did eventually get out after my life had been destroyed all over again by the paedophiles’ friends – I am not in the least bit ‘saddened’ that Wyn Roberts is dead, I’m up for a belated celebration. If you care to join me, we’ll open a bottle of champagne, pop over to his grave and dance on it. S4C can film us and Dafydd Iwan can give us a rendering of ‘Yma O Hyd’ while we dance. We’ll leave it to the Defenders Of The Language and Nation to explain to the world why we are doing it.


The wrongdoing of Dafydd and the paedophiles didn’t stop after the Welsh Language Act. Of course it didn’t, they were connected to organised crime.

John Redwood was appointed Secretary of State for Wales in 1993. He was a disaster on many levels. By the time that Redwood was in post, the police investigations into the abuse of children in north Wales had begun – investigations led by the North Wales Police, who had colluded with the abuse and who employed a senior police officer, Gordon Anglesea, who was one of the abusers himself. Then came the Jillings investigation and subsequent Report – the Report that was so damning that it was heavily redacted and pulped anyway, on the grounds that what had happened was so bad that the Council’s insurers would withdraw cover if anyone got to read the report. To date, no-one – except for the Council’s insurers and lawyers, including Michael Beloff QC, the lawyer who advised the insurance company – has ever read an unredacted copy of the Jillings Report. The day in 1996 after the Jillings Report was handed over to the Council, Clwyd County Council who had run the children’s homes that were the subject of the Jillings Report no longer existed anyway, so the organisation per se couldn’t be sued – it disappeared in a local Gov’t reorganisation. For the full story of Jillings and the aftermath, see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’

Something odd went on at a Gov’t level  during the Jillings investigation, but before the damning Report was completed. Redwood was removed as Secretary of State in June 1995 and was replaced by David Hunt – who stayed in the post for a matter of days, between 26 June and 5 July. What was happening at this time? The North Wales Hospital Denbigh was closing – after huge resistance from Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends. After all what was going to happen to the people out there who’d been hidden away for donkeys years, illegally imprisoned? No-one ever knew. Would you like to tell us what you found when you finally went into that place Lord Hunt? Did you find the underground chamber where it was alleged that the staff kept patients who were a bit of a nuisance – the cellar where they threatened to put me?

As Denbigh closed, Dafydd was given the contract to provide ‘substance abuse services’ for north Wales (see post ‘The Evolution of a Drugs Baron?’).

On 13 July 1995 Sir Peter Morrison, the former Tory MP for Chester and aide of Thatcher’s who was abusing children from children’s homes in north Wales, was found dead at his home in London. He was a good deal too young to have died of old age – it was concluded that he had ‘fallen’. Yes, I think he had, but not quite in the way that those who claimed that was the cause of his death had meant.

After David Hunt made his brief reappearance as Secretary of State, a new Secretary of State was appointed – a William Hague! Hague took up his post eight days before Morrison was found dead and remained until 1997 when Blair was elected PM.

It was of course Hague who orchestrated the huge cover-up of the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, the Waterhouse Inquiry. New readers can read the full details in the posts that I have written about that Inquiry. Lord Hague appeared on the BBC a couple of days ago stating that Westminster now had to become accountable. So perhaps he can now tell us why he appointed Sir Ronald Waterhouse to lead that Inquiry – a man who came from and grew up in the region where the paedophile ring operated for decades, a man who was a colleague and personal friend of so many of the people who occupied senior positions in the organisations which colluded with and concealed the abuse. Hague’s wife Ffion worked as a civil servant in the Welsh Office when it was concealing the abuse. Ffion has since worked for S4C! The Hagues now live in a mansion on the outskirts of Welshpool – if they lived in north Wales Ffion would probably be sitting on the Betsi Board and Gwynedd County Council just to keep everyone quiet.

North Wales has never recovered from the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. It has never gone away, although nearly everyone who was a kid in care or a patient in the North Wales Hospital has by now been found dead. Numerous people knew the extent of the wrongdoing and a lot of them know who did what and where the bodies are buried. A lot of those people are sitting in the Senedd, in the Commons or like Hague, are in the Lords. The scandal has plagued every Secretary of State for Wales ever since.

I suspect that one of those Secretaries didn’t have much first hand knowledge –  Cheryl Gillan was an MP for Buckinghamshire. The others all know something, probably a great deal.

Ron Davies, who ended up in hot water himself after he was caught cruising on Clapham Common in Oct 1998 – an incident which was repackaged for the media with the help of Alastair Campbell – and then caught again ‘looking for badgers’ in 2003 at another well-known cruising spot, will know a great deal, enough to make a police statement.

Ron Davies was elected as a Councillor in Caerphilly in 1969. In 1974 he was elected to Rhymney Valley District Council. Ron was educated at Cardiff University, worked as a teacher for two years and then took over Neil Kinnock’s post as a WEA tutor-organiser in 1970 when Kinnock became an MP. Between 1974-83 Ron worked as an FE advisor for Mid-Glamorgan Education Authority. In 1983 he was elected the Labour MP for Caerphilly.

Ron was the Labour Party’s spokesman for Wales, 1992-97 – as the investigations and inquiries into the paedophile ring were launched. In 1997 Blair appointed him Secretary of State for Wales.

Ron became a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards in 1998.

Ron Davies was considered to be the ‘architect of devolution’ in Wales and he led the negotiations in preparation for the National Assembly. The negotiations which involved those corrupt civil servants from the Welsh Office who had concealed the paedophile ring, as well as the many ‘advisors’, including Ioan Bowen Rees, the former Chief Executive of Gwynedd County Council. Ron absolutely assumed that he would become First Minister of Wales, but it all fell apart for him just before he was about to become First Minister when he was caught on Clapham Common.

Although nobody ever got to the bottom of what went on at Clapham Common, Ron made a number of statements in the aftermath, variously claiming to have been abused as a child, to be bisexual and then to be receiving psychiatric help as a result of his compulsion to seek out risky situations. There wasn’t much rallying around Ron – a lot of people quietly crawled out of the woodwork and commented that he was a very unpleasant man, had done terrible things to a lot of people for many years and had a very big problem with women.

Hey Ron, have you ever wondered why your cruising on Clapham Common ended in a disaster after old Blair confirmed that you’d be made First Minister, but just before it actually happened?? I bet you’d gone out cruising with no problems hundreds of times – but then you got mugged just before the big day.

Ron has taken a rather erratic politic journey since then. He stood down from Parliament in 2001, left the Labour Party in 2004 and joined Forward Wales. He stood as an Independent between 2009-10 and then joined Plaid. His attempts at getting re-elected have not been successful. Since 2008 Ron has been a Councillor on Caerphilly County Borough Council. Which is currently embroiled in an enormous scandal, which dates back some years.

Ron’s ex-wife Christina was elected as the MP for Neath in 2015. Christina was one of those who was part of the mass resignation in an attempt to bring Jeremy Corbyn down, but when it didn’t work she had a change of heart and she’s now part of Jezza’s front bench team again. Christina  has previously been a member of the Welsh Executive Committee of the Labour Party. Christina’s wiki entry is gobsmackingly brief for a barrister who was married to someone so notorious for so many years and who will know a great deal about the shenanigans. Christina’s wiki tells us a lot about her time as head girl at school and her sporting interests. I am sure there are many more interesting things that Christina has been involved with.

Alun Michael who succeeded Ron Davies as Secretary of State for Wales and who was then imposed on Wales as First Minister by Blair -after Blair failed in his attempt to impose Ron on everyone – came from Anglesey and went to school in Colwyn Bay. After graduating from Keele University in 1966, Alun Michael worked as a reporter on the South Wales Echo until 1971, then was employed as a youth and community worker until 1987. In 1972 he was appointed as a Magistrate, Chairing the Juvenile Bench in Cardiff. Michael was a City of Cardiff Councillor between 1973-89 – so he’ll have been down there with a few others who kept schtum about the organised abuse of children and those who carefully cultivated the ground in readiness for the bonanza for the few that was the development of Corruption Bay. In 1987 Michael was elected for the seat that Jim Callaghan had just vacated, Cardiff South and Penarth. Alun Michael is now South Wales Police and Crime Commissioner. Of course he knows nuzzing.

I received an e mail some time ago alleging that Paul Murphy – who was Secretary of State for Wales 1999-02 when the Waterhouse Report was submitted to his office, but who had very little to say about it other than how glad to was to have been reassured that no public figures had been involved in the abuse of children – had been involved in some dreadful things.


After Wyn Roberts stood down as MP for Conwy, Betty Williams succeeded him. The Betty Williams who had me thrown out of Tesco whilst she was campaigning in there because I tried to speak to her about the abuse of mental health patients at the Hergest Unit. Williams also ignored a letter from at least one other patient complaining of abuse at the hands of the staff of the Hergest Unit. The Hergest Unit had one of the highest suicide rates in England and Wales. Betty Williams was previously the Mayor of Arfon and a Gwynedd County Councillor. She grew up and lives near Caernarfon. Of course she knew what went on.

There is another person who will have known what went on – the Labour MP for Conwy 1966-70, who held the seat before Wyn Roberts, Ednyfed Hudson Davies. Hudson Davies was educated at University College Swansea and  Balliol College, Oxford. After losing Conwy in 1970, he re-surfaced in 1979 when he was elected for Caerphilly. In 1981 Hudson Davies defected to the SDP – to join Dr Death and the gang, many of whom knew about the abuse of children by Westminster figures. He lost his seat in 1983 – to one Ron Davies…

Ednyfed is now Chair of a museum trust in the New Forest.


I don’t know why Thatcher never made Wyn Roberts Secretary of State for Wales, he played a key role in keeping her in her job and probably helped keep a few people dear to her out of prison as well. I suspect that neither Thatcher nor those around her actually had a shred of respect for the worm who did their bidding. After all Wales and the people within didn’t matter – they were there to make the likes of Nicholas Edwardes very rich and supply children for the paedophiles of Westminster…






The title of this post is also the title of the autobiography of Jess Phillips, Labour MP for Birmingham Yardley – except that the title of Phillips’ book isn’t followed by a question mark.

I was prompted to write this post after reading an article in one of the broadsheets the other day about how friendships between MPs from opposing parties were very much more common than the electorate expect. I remember reading years ago that Enoch Powell and Tony Benn were on good terms, but no-one believed me. People would yell ‘you’re talking crap again’ – but then they yelled that when I told everyone that Jimmy Savile had just been appointed as the general manager of Broadmoor. Unfortunately I wasn’t talking crap at all on that point.

The article in question detailed a series of close friendships between a number of different MPs and I realised that more than a few of them were worth blogging about.

The first friendship described was that between Jess Phillips and Ann Milton, the Tory MP for Guildford. Who’d have guessed – our Jess the Brummie, a staunch socialist and ‘formidable’ feminist being mates with a Tory from Surrey! Perhaps though it is not that surprising…

Jess is most famous for publicly telling Diane Abbott to fuck off. This gained Jess a big cult following – quite understandably. It also confirmed Jess’s reputation as a gob on legs who was not afraid to take on anyone, a reputation that Jess herself is very keen to cultivate – she frequently poses for photo opportunities with her mouth open and her hands cupped around her mouth as if yelling over the room at someone, with the implication that she’s going to give that bunch of stuffed shirts in the Commons a bollocking, particularly those in possession of testicles.

Now Jess Phillips on occasion has said a few things worth saying – as well as telling Abbott to fuck off. Phillips took on the appalling Philip Davies, the rather mad misogynist MP for Shipley and she caused a lot of trouble when she dared speak out about the general level of sexual harassment that women out and about in Birmingham at night regularly face. However, although Jess has worked very hard indeed at getting herself profiled in the media since she was elected, she seems to be not quite what she likes people to believe – ie. ‘everywoman’.

Jess flags up that she is from Yardley, that she spent her childhood ‘running around the streets of Yardley’ (all her media profiles mention her strong Brummie accent), that she had two children whilst still young and the first child at least wasn’t planned, that when the children were young she was for a time ‘on benefits’, that she wears ‘big hoop ear-rings that I buy in pound shops’, that she came from a socialist family ‘that made Corbyn look like Blair’, that her mum ‘worked for the NHS’, that her dad was ‘a teacher’ and that her brother is a ‘recovering heroin addict’. Before Jess was an MP she ‘worked for Women’s Aid’. Jess is unashamedly ambitious and has told many journos that she wants to lead the Labour Party – she is quite upfront about this because of course wimmin tend to do themselves down so Jess knows that she has to fight against this. In a Guardian interview with Gaby Hinsliffe in March 2017 Jess explains that being an ‘angry feminist standing up for the poor is kinda my schlep’.

Jess has been very rude about the sexism that exists on the left in politics and has had a real go at Jeremy Corbyn for not having enough women in leadership roles (although sadly he gave Diane Abbott every leadership role that there was going). Jess was part of the mass resignation last year that was so obviously designed to try and bring Jezza down – like many of those who resigned, Jess bollocked on about the talents of Angela Eagle and Yvette Cooper and how they would make good leaders of the Labour Party. Nearly as good as she would. (Jess was also quoted as saying that she would ‘swap Angela Eagle for John McDonnell any day’.) Jezza remained and since the failed coup Jess has gone rather quiet, as have the others involved. However in the immediate aftermath, Jess made a big display of giving stories to the media about the abuse that she received on twitter, abuse that was horribly misogynist, which she maintained was coming from Jezza’s supporters in Momentum. Jess was photographed having new locks fitted to her house, such was the threat to the safety of her and her children.

I don’t doubt for one minute that Jess received vile, twisted messages – women on social media do. Diane Abbott receives masses of them. Mary Beard was one of the first women who went public on being on the receiving end of this sort of thing – but Mary Beard’s response was rather different to the response of politicians like Jess. Beard made it clear that these messages were coming from inadequate teenagers/young men and they were deeply offensive but they certainly didn’t constitute a threat to life and limb. Mary Beard was not interviewed about summoning the police and locksmiths. She effectively called the senders of the messages a bunch of twats and cheerily reiterated that she knew more about Roman history than they did and that was that.

During the great debate about the abuse of women on social media, Jess made reference to the rather shameful history of the Socialist Workers Party in this area. (Of course there were also the most extraordinary allegations made about Gerry Healey, the leader of the Workers Revolutionary Party, regarding his conduct towards women – there were scores of allegations that he had exploited and even raped women in the WRP but they were encouraged to remain silent about it for the good of the revolution.)

But guess what I discovered whilst researching Jess? That her granddad – whom Jess claims was a big influence on her – was a political cartoonist for the Socialist Worker. In the same interview Jess explains that he was also friends with Tony Benn and that her dad was a supporter of Benn. Well Jess does like to wax lyrical about her ‘leftie’ family and how she accompanied her parents on marches for socialist causes as a child…

There was an article about Phillips in the Birmingham Mail in June 2013 before she was elected, written ‘after she was honoured for her community work’ in which she is photographed with Barbara Windsor – not really a feminist icon, what with all those lame old films in which Sid James sexually harasses her whilst she’s dressed up in an ill-advised Ann Summers nurse’s outfit or that one where they go camping and her bra flies off. What’s going on Jess, is it a case of Carry On Up The Kremlin?

Actually if it was a case of Carry On Up The Kremlin, I’d have a bit more respect for Jess – but despite all this talk of the streets of Yardley and life on benefits as a young mother who didn’t plan to get pregnant, the reality of Jess’s background is rather different. It is certainly not the background of ‘everywoman’.

Jess herself is a graduate of Leeds University and then in 2011-13 she undertook a postgraduate course in Public Sector Management at Birmingham University. Courses in Public Sector Management are designed to train NHS executives in the ways of neoliberalism. They are the curse of the NHS and people who have done such courses really piss the Top Doctors off.

Neither was Jess the first member of her family to follow this toxic path. Remember Jess’s mum, who ‘worked for the NHS’? Jess’s mum was appointed Chair of South Birmingham Mental Health NHS Trust in 1998. So Jess’s mum would have been in place whilst all those mental health scandals and disasters occurred in Birmingham. Furthermore, Jess’s mum, Jean Trainor, would also have known Professor Robert Bluglass – who concealed the criminal activities of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones et al in the north Wales mental health services. Bluglass was Professor of Forensic Psychiatry at Birmingham University and Director of the Reaside Clinic – I’ve heard a few horror stories of ‘patient care’ from there – and was at one point Chair of one of the NHS Trusts in Birmingham himself. Jean Trainor may well also have known Professor Ian Brockington and his colleagues – Brockington was someone else in Birmingham who almost certainly knew what was going on in north Wales, because he worked with Dr Tony Francis (Dr X), one of the key players in concealing patient abuse and the paedophile ring (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’).

But Jean’s knowledge of the wrongdoing in the NHS went a lot further back than 1998. Prior to that, Jean was the Deputy CEO of the NHS Confederation and it’s immediate predecessor the National Association of Health Authorities and Trusts. These organisations represented the most senior NHS managers in the UK – including those such as Sir David Nicholson who ended up utterly disgraced in the wake of mid-Staffs. Jean would have known all of them – these were the people responsible for the cover-ups, the pay-offs with gagging clauses and the sacking of whistleblowers that kept the lid on the mountain of crap in the NHS. Jean spent 25 years ‘in the NHS’ – she was not working as a care assistant, she was an NHS executive. Jean was no rebel either – in Oct 1997 in the face of a grade A row about the closure of community hospitals in Cornwall whilst Frank Dobson was Secretary of State for Health, Jean made a statement concerning the necessity of closing ‘ineffective and costly hospitals’. Dobbo was appointed by Blair.

We ‘made Corbyn look like Blair’??? Jess’s mum did what Blair told her to do.

Jess manages not to mention any of this in interviews. What she does mention is that in 1984 her mum ‘campaigned against ICI’ and helped sue them over a drug. Jess tells a heart-warning anecdote of how the drug concerned caused the tear ducts of ‘old ladies’ – including Jess’s nan – to dry up, so her mum fought for the drug company’s dosh to be ‘redistributed’ to the aforementioned old ladies and her mum didn’t even keep any of the money for herself. The drug will have dried up the tear ducts of old men as well and probably a few other people, but campaigning for people’s nans always sounds good. I presume that Jess’s mum was actually involved in some sort of class action against ICI -although in her capacity as an NHS executive, she’ll have managed the organisations that prescribed the drug in question -so she wouldn’t have been legally allowed to keep any of the winnings for herself, it would have been theft. Not that Jean Trainor would have needed the money anyway – her salary will have been one of the highest in the NHS.

Jean Trainor was obviously a lady sensitive to the zeitgeist. She did what many senior NHS execs do – she established her own business. Jean was Director of Healthlinks Events Management Services Ltd (it will no doubt have been as ghastly as it sounds). The registered office of Healthlinks wasn’t on the streets of Yardley, it was in London. Stewart Ivan Trainor was also a Director – that’s Jess’s dad, the ‘teacher’. Other Directors included Stephen Trainor, Sean Trainor, Timothy Trainor, Roy Trainor, Cathie Trainor, Mary Trainor and Paul Trainor. That’ll be the ‘proud socialist’ extended family then. This lot didn’t live in Yardley either – they’re listed at living at various addresses across the UK, including in Surbiton and Belfast.

Healthlinks Events Management Services Ltd for a time employed another member of the Trainor family – a young woman called Jess Phillips.

Stewart – Jess’s dad, the teacher – is also listed as having been the Secretary of a company called Improving Performance In Practice. One of the Directors of this outfit is Professor Bryan Stoten. Bryan Stoten Chaired the Board of UK Public Health Regulation. This is the body which regulates the NHS professions – except for the Top Doctors, who are regulated by the GMC.

Bryan Stoten has even more previous than Jess’s mum. He was appointed Chair of NHS Warwickshire in 2011; he was Chair, NHS Confederation, 2006-10; appointed Chair, Warwickshire Primary Care Trust in 2006; Chair, University Hospitals of Coventry and Warwickshire NHS Trust 2001-06. Stoten has also been: Chair, Birmingham Health Authority; Chair, Coventry Health Authority; Chair, South Birmingham Health Authority; Chair, Warwickshire Health Authority; Chair, Coventry Family Health Services Authority; Director, West Midlands Regional Health Authority.

After the exposure of the mid-Staffs scandal, it was revealed that the most senior managers of the NHS in the midlands were considered to be the hub of the bullying and corruption in NHS England. The dreadful Martin Jones who caused so much grief in senior management positions in the NHS in north Wales had learnt at their knee. Bluglass’s partner in crime who assisted him in covering up the wrongdoing of Dafydd et al, Dr Colin Berry, was a consultant in Coventry.

Bryan Stoten is a Fellow at Warwick University Business School (take a look at the sort of cars parked outside their building if you want to see who rakes in the consultancy fees in academia these days) and is a visiting Professor at Coventry University.

Bryan is also involved with the Warwickshire and Coventry Historic Churches Trust.

So that’s the background of the ‘NHS worker’, the ‘teacher’ and their close colleague.

What about the daughter of these two proles, Jess, who told the Times in Aug 2017 that she ‘has spent her career fighting for victims’?

Whilst she was doing her postgrad course in Public Services Management, she was elected as a Councillor for Longbridge ward in Birmingham. Jess was Birmingham Council’s Victims Champion and was heartily praised by the Council leader Sir Albert Bore. This is the Birmingham Council that was alleged to be corrupt, the Birmingham Council who for many years like so many other councils had abuse in its children’s homes. The Birmingham Council that sent children on placement to homes in north Wales where they were abused. That may have been before Jess’s time, but her older colleagues – such as Sir Albert Bore – will have been in the thick of it.

Jess also sat on the West Midlands Police and Crime Panel. So she’ll have known about the long-standing corruption in the West Midlands Police then.

Jess famously worked for Women’s Aid. She did that after she finished working for Healthlinks. She tells journos that she ‘started off as a PA’. She didn’t stay a PA very long. Jess was actually the business development manager responsible for women escaping sexual abuse in Sandwell. It sounds very noble – Jess working tirelessly with traumatised women. Well somehow Jess seemed to find a lot of time in the company of people with rather more clout than women recovering from sexual abuse. She ‘addressed a UN congress on violence against women’, ‘liaised with Ministers and MPs’, ‘civil servants often looked to her for advice on dealing with domestic and sexual violence, sexual exploitation and human trafficking’, she ‘used to change Gov’t policy’ and by the time that she became an MP she had known the Home Office Ministers and civil servants ‘for years’. Jess and her refuge were even visited by Theresa May when Theresa was Home Secretary.

I have mentioned on the blog before that one thing that you hear about if you work for Women’s Aid or Rape Crisis is the sexual abuse and mistreatment of children in care and mental health patients. Brown and me have contacts in Birmingham and we have heard many first hand accounts of this. But Jess hasn’t said a word – despite being in possession of a ‘big gob’ – as she selflessly devotes herself to fighting for victims. Whilst ingratiating herself to some very powerful people and trying to become leader of the Labour Party. Pretty much like her hero Angela Eagle – please see post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’ for the low down on the barrel of shite that Angela kept quiet about in terms of the abuse of people with mental health problems and the concealment of organised child sexual abuse.

Gaby Hinsliffe of the Guardian described Jess Phillips as having ’empowering stories from her life’. No, Jess didn’t need ’empowering’, she has led a privileged life. I suspect that she may even have had her children when she was young in order to clear the decks for a political career in mid-life – that is the advice that is often dispensed to young women with ambitions these days. Neither does Jess’s story about accidentally becoming a mother quite add up – in another interview she talks of suffering from endometriosis and wondering if she’d ever be able to have children. She had her first baby at 22, so the crisis of infertility obviously didn’t last long.

As for her brother, the recovering heroin addict – well for all I know he might be. The Marquis of Bristol was also a heroin addict. It says nothing about one’s social class or degree of privilege.

After Jess was elected for Birmingham Yardley, the previous MP John Hemming alleged that Jess had led a very dirty campaign. You don’t say???


So what about Ann Milton, the ‘unlikely friend’ of Jess’s?

Ann Milton is a former nurse! She trained at Barts – which was one of the London hospitals reputed to attract nursing students who were trying to bag themselves a Nice Young Doctor, rather than having any enthusiasm for a career in nursing. Ann’s wiki entry tells us that she undertook ‘NHS work’ for twenty five years, including work in palliative care as a district nurse. Well, she might have – but rather than being like something like Chummy out of ‘Call The Midwife’, I wouldn’t be surprised if Ann Milton’s career more closely resembled the ‘NHS work’ that Jess’s mum did. A lot of NHS managers are Angels who have received promotion, but they’ll always describe themselves as nurses because they know how loathed NHS managers are.

Chummy Milton was a Tory Councillor in the Borough of Reigate and Banstead, 1999-04 and was the leader of the Conservative group on the Council.

She was or might still be the Vice-Chair of the Conservative Medical Society and backed David Cameron for leader of the Conservative Party. As soon as Chummy was elected in 2005 she sat on the Health Select Committee. In 2010 she was appointed Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State for Health under the Coalition Gov’t. So Chummy knows all about the madness and chaos in NHS England that has now reached such a level that it cannot be concealed any longer.

Chummy’s main contribution to health policy was to state that doctors should call obese patients ‘fat’ in order to make them take responsibility for themselves. Blair was the first politician to talk about the notion of personal responsibility in the context of healthcare – ‘rights and responsibilities’ – and that discourse has caused havoc in mental health. But I’m sure that Jess’s mum would have approved. Chummy doesn’t look in the least bit fat herself but she does have very vibrantly dyed hair – many hair dyes are carcinogenic Chummy, should you be unfortunate enough to get clobbered I do hope that you are refused NHS treatment on the grounds that you’ve brought it on yourself. Chummy also looks as though she’s either had ‘work done’ or a great deal of botox. I wouldn’t normally dream of being so rude as to mention it, but Chummy’s obviously one for tough love.

Chummy’s husband is Dr Graham Henderson, Director of Public Health for East Surrey PCT.

Chummy only retained her seat at the election by 347 votes – there had to be a number of recounts. So she’s obviously doing something to piss the constituents of Guildford off. GUILDFORD – a Tory having trouble hanging on to her seat in Guildford?? If any readers know what Chummy has been up to, I’d like to know.


Another politician featured in the ‘friendships across the political divide’ article was Fatty Soames (I’m turning into Ann Milton here) aka Nicholas Soames, Prince Charles’s friend who was alleged to have told Diana a few weeks before she was killed in a car crash that ‘accidents happen’. I’m only mentioning Fatty here because the article informed the readers that Fatty’s mother, Lady Mary Soames – Winston Churchill’s daughter – was Chair of NCH (the National Children’s Home). The Waterhouse Report revealed a number of links between NCH and the paedophile ring in north Wales. The NCH later changed it’s name to Action for Children, presumably because NCH had become notorious.


Another politician featured was Ruth Smeeth, Labour MP for Stoke-On-Trent North. Ruth is a big mate of Jess Phillips, although it didn’t mention that in the article.

Like Jess, Ruth Smeeth has done her best to provide a backstory of a girl from an under-privileged solidly Labour family – not only was Ruth the first to go to university in her family, but she was, she tells us, delivering Labour Party leaflets at the age of eight! There is a simple explanation for that. Ruth’s mum was the Deputy General Secretary of AMICUS, one of the biggest trade unions. AMICUS was formed from MSF. The corrupt union reps of MSF added to the toxicity and malpractice at St Georges Hospital Medical School in the 1980s/90s (see post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’). So Ruth sprang from the loins of trade union Royalty – of course they sent her out campaigning, they were probably urging her to become a Labour MP by the time that she was five.

So what line of business did Ruth pursue after she graduated? Her website tells us that she is a ‘former trade union official and activist’. Ruth spent a great deal of her time doing something else as well – Ruth worked in PR. Between Jan 2004 and Sept 2005 Ruth was – as described in ‘PR Week’, Sept 2005 – ‘Sodexo’s Top Lobbyist’.

Readers may have heard about Sodexo. For those who need reminding, here’s a brief overview:

Sodexo are an enormous French multi-national outsourcing company with a dreadful reputation for paying workers appallingly, providing very poor working conditions, participating in anti-union activities and unfair labour practices. They are involved in a range of ‘services’, including the provision of food in institutions and what are euphemistically termed ‘justice services’ ie. prisons – including investing in private prisons.

In May 2011, scores of students at the University of Washington were arrested after a sit-in protesting at the University’s contract with Sodexo. In Feb 2013, all frozen beef products used by Sodexo in the UK were withdrawn following the discovery of horse DNA in a sample. The company was supplying food for thousands of schools, elderly people’s homes, prisons and the Armed Forces in the UK. In Aug 2013, Sodexo Justice Services were criticised following a report that a female prisoner had  been subjected to ‘cruel, inhuman and degrading treatment’ which ‘appears to amount to torture’ at HMP Bronzefield in Surrey. The women had been segregated from other prisoners in an ‘unkempt and squalid’ prison cell for FIVE YEARS. In March 2016, there were allegations of complaints by British Military personnel regarding the poor quality food provided by Sodexo who had been contracted to provide food on British military bases. There were reports of complaints being destroyed or removed in military dining facilities and Sodexo staff refusing to replace poor quality food. Even dear old Jamie Oliver spoke out about the ‘shocking nutritional standards’ in school meals provided by Sodexo.


After Ruth stated that she was departing, Sodexo announced that they were recruiting for Smeeth’s successor ‘as head of Gov’t relations’ to ‘report to the Board level corporate director’. Ruth wasn’t just making the tea there then.

For which post did Ruth wave a fond farewell to Sodexo? The post of Director of Public Affairs and Campaigns at the pro-Israel group the British Israel Communications and Research Centre. Her brief was to strengthen the group’s relations with the Foreign Office, party leaders, think tanks and academia, according to the CEO.

Ruth also worked for Nestle. Not too picky about her employers then.

Like her mate Jess, Ruth was part of the en masse resignation from Corbyn’s shadow cabinet in an attempt to bring him down. Ruth wants Yvette as leader! (There seems to be a pattern emerging…) Jess and Ruth resigned along with charmers like Charlie Falconer and Mr Harriet Harman aka Jack Dromey. Ruth caused a stir as big as Jess – but whereas Jess was a Woman In Fear because of insults on social media, Ruth left a meeting in tears because of Anti-Semitism, maintaining this had all been whipped up by Momentum supporters of Jeremy. The meeting in question was the press conference at which Shami Chakrabarti was presenting her report into anti-Semitism in the Labour Party and the event which so deeply traumatised Sodexo’s former mouthpiece was the allegations from a Marc Wadsworth that Smeeth had conspired with the Torygraph to damage Jeremy. Ruth dramatically stood up, began to cry (I presume that there was an onion concealed somewhere) and walked out. Other people in the audience – well Ruth’s mates – all gave theatrical gasps of horror and turned on that big bully Wadsworth. From what I saw Wadsworth didn’t mention anything about Jews or Jewishness at all – and afterwards he stated that he had no idea that Smeeth was Jewish (neither did most other people until she walked out of that room), explained that he’d been a Labour activist for decades and that he had set up black sections in the Labour Party in the early 80s. And I bet he hadn’t worked as the fucking PR guru for Sodexo.

Smeeth’s bit of PR on behalf of those who wanted to put a knife into Jeremy was highly effective. There was the most enormous row, Smeeth gave media interviews about the thousands of hate messages that she had received on social media and the whole thing was blamed on Jeremy. Smeeth didn’t have herself photographed having extra-strong locks on her doors – no, Smeeth claimed that she was under police protection!

Smeeth received acres of good publicity and it was revealed that some years ago she had ‘been a leading figure’ in the battle to combat the BNP in Barking. That is laudable, but who was the MP for Barking at that time? It was Margaret Hodge. So presumably Smeeth will have known her. The Margaret Hodge who ignored warnings when she was leader of Islington Council that their children’s homes had been infiltrated by paedophiles. The Margaret Hodge who wrote an insulting letter to one of the victims of those paedophiles when he wrote to her as a young lawyer and told her what had happened to him. The Margaret Hodge who when she was busy making hay from her brave battle with the BNP failed to mention that the local hospital was dangerous and that a number of patients had died for avoidable reasons. The Margaret Hodge who was good mates with a man called Tony Blair. Neither was Smeeth a mere foot soldier during the battle with the BNP – she was seconded to the Jewish Board of Deputies to co-ordinate the anti-BNP efforts.

Smeeth’s backstory is about as accurate as Jess Phillip’s. She states that Stoke-On-Trent ‘is my home’. She was born in Edinburgh, went to school in Bristol and didn’t even go to university in Stoke-On-Trent. I don’t think that Sodexo are based there and Barking’s quite a long way off as well. Smeeth’s ‘dad was a trade union rep who got blacklisted, so I owe every opportunity I’ve ever had to the labour movement’. Well her dad being blacklisted will have been irrelevant – her mum will have earned such a high salary as leader of one of the country’s biggest trade unions that her dad won’t have needed an income. Smeeth undoubtedly does owe every opportunity that she’s had to the labour movement – people in the Labour Party used to get pissed off with the Red Princes, the Milibands, the Will Straws etc. Now we’ve got the fucking Red Princesses – who as well as being entitled dickwits play the victim card. Even Smeeth’s job with Sodexo was a testament to Blair – he really loved companies like that and handed over contracts for great swathes of the public services to them.

Smeeth was selected from an all woman shortlist. So there was probably a local candidate elbowed out to make way for her – that has usually been the story behind all woman shortlists.

I think that the women of the UK will be about as safe at the hands of Jess n Ruth and their nasty, manipulative, hard as nails sisters who are going to empower us all as they would be at the hands of Philip Davies.

Jess, Ruth and Yvette et al are anything but Everywoman.


The media article that has provided me with so much material for this post featured someone else who’s going to help us all as well – one Steve Reed, Labour MP for Croyden. My attention was drawn to Steve Reed because he is actually doing one thing that is very worthy. Reed is trying to get a Bill through Parliament to end the use of excessive force against mental health patients, after the death of Olaseni Lewis. Olaseni’s family requested help for his mental health problems and Olaseni ended up being ‘restrained’ by eleven police officers who suffocated him to death. Steve Reed’s Bill would require hospitals to publish data on how and why physical force is used and to improve oversight and training so that staff are aware of ‘unconscious bias’ against minority groups such as young black men. The Bill is to be debated in November. So THAT’S why we’re hearing so much about dangerous psychiatric patients from Angels and Top Doctors – I thought that it was because they were demanding more money from the Gov’t.

Well it’s a damn good try Steve, I really do appreciate it and if I lived in Croyden it would probably be enough to make me vote for you. But I’ll tell you now what will happen, even if you do get your Bill through Parliament. The Angels and Top Doctors will lie after every death. They do already, but if the statistics are to be collated and their shameful practices scrutinised, there’ll be more lies. And I know what the lies will be – after every death, there’ll be a tale of a Dangerous Patient Who Attacked An Angel And Was A Danger To Themselves And Others. It’s the lie that they’ve been trotting out for decades, they won’t even have to make up a new lie. The lies are quite obvious to the likes of me – why would anyone, even the Incredible Hulk in a state of full blown mania, need ELEVEN police officers to suffocate them, four would easily be enough – and I suspect that the lies are quite obvious to many other people as well, but the Top Doctors and Angels just won’t admit that they kill people or ask the police to do this for them and no-one else wants to admit it either. As for unconscious bias – the bias isn’t unconscious, it’s straightforward bigotry. Some research was done some years ago in which hypothetical cases were given to psychiatric nurses and it was found that if exactly the same case history was given to the nurses but the hypothetical patient was a young black man rather than a white university student, the Angels were recommending police involvement rather than psychiatric care, on the grounds that they didn’t want to deal with ‘people like this’. There were problems in one of the NHS unions a few years ago because it had been infiltrated by the BNP. The union rep was a member of the BNP, as were some of the union members – these were psychiatric nurses. There is a consultant psychiatrist working in north Wales – who is the only one who is actually any good – who dares to be Italian and he has experienced racism from his own colleagues. The GMC itself systematically discriminates against overseas doctors. The icing on the cake is that if you challenge the bad practice and aggression of the Top Doctors and the Angels you don’t need to be of any particular group to be discriminated against, they’ll do all they can to do you damage. Psychiatry doesn’t attract very nice people, that’s the problem Steve.

However, now that Steve has finally had the courage to admit the depth of the problems in the mental health services – although it’s taken him a very long time, the mental health services have been traumatising, injuring and killing people in the name of ‘restraint’ for decades – I wonder if he could come clean about something else. Organised child abuse of course. Steve is a former Lambeth Councillor – Lambeth had one of the biggest paedophile problems in its children’s homes in the country, they have paid millions in compensation and the Shirley Oaks Survivors Association – a group of people who were abused in the ‘care’ of Lambeth – have resorted to walking out of the Independent Inquiry Into Child Sexual Abuse and setting up their own website so fed up are they of ‘social workers talking shops’. Steve was elected as a Councillor for Town Hall ward in 1998 and in 2002 when Labour lost control of the Council Steve was elected as leader of the opposition. In 2006 Labour won back control and Steve became Council Leader, a post he retained until 2012 when he was elected to Parliament. So Steve will know where the bodies are buried and who buried them.

Lest Steve claims to know nuzzing, here’s a list of just some of the local government posts that he’s held:

Deputy Leader of Local Gov’t Labour Association – representing Labour Councillors nationally; Deputy Chair, Local Government Association; London Council’s Board Member for Children’s Services and Employment; Chair, Central London Forward – a lobbying group representing five inner London boroughs; Chair, London Young People’s Education and Skills Board; Board Member of the London Board of Homes and Communities Agency, 2009-11.

The Local Gov’t Chronicle in 2011 named Steve Reed as one of the three most influential Council leaders in the country. He was the highest ranked Labour politician in the 2010 Pink List compiled by the Indie on Sunday.

Cough Steve, it doesn’t matter what Peter Mandelson, formerly of Lambeth Borough Council, is saying to you all about keeping quiet.


I’m naming three other sinners here as well, although they weren’t featured in the newspaper article that prompted this post.

One is Gail Cartmail. Gail is Assistant General Secretary at UNITE and wrote a piece last week about mental health problems and suicides in the construction industry for the Morning Star. Which is all well and good but what is happening to people at the hands of the mental health services is far more scandalous. UNITE has members who work in the NHS, many as psychiatric nurses. Gail will undoubtedly have the low down on NHS abuses, as well as the abuses which are linked to organised child abuse.

Gail began her trade union career whilst she worked in publishing. Gail was Mother of the Chapel for the National Graphical Association and did battle at Wapping with Murdoch and News International. Those print unions were ferocious – they were very hostile to women as well, if Gail confronted that lot and Murdoch at the same time, she will be made of stern stuff. About time you confronted corruption in the NHS Gail. In 1977 Gail was the trade union liaison officer for the London Borough of Greenwich. In 1987 she became a full-time trade union officer for the Health Visitors Association and was their labour relations officer, 1990-93. In 1993, Gail was appointed the regional officer for equalities for MSF, then the national officer – so she’s someone else who’ll have known about her reps and members being up to their eye-balls in wrongdoing at St Georges Hospital Medical School at that time. MSF then became part of AMICUS – and in 2003 Gail was appointed the national officer for the health sector. In 2003, AMICUS became UNITE and Gail became the national officer for health. In 2006 Cartmail was appointed as Assistant General Secretary, with responsibility for public services. She contested the 2010 leadership election, but Len McCluskey won.

Gail is now the UK Commissioner for Employment and Skills.

So come on Gail, the unions that you led provided free legal advice and support for NHS members who abused their positions, their colleagues and their patients. At least some of that at St Georges was being done to conceal a paedophile ring…

In an interview with the Guardian Gail spoke of how she had members who were CPNs. In north Wales and in south London the CPNs were definitely abusing patients in order to conceal sexual abuse of children in care or of patients in the mental health system. Gail boasted of the minimum wage having reduced inequality. Much of the trade union movement opposed the introduction of the minimum wage. My post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’ suggests how Rodney Bickerstaff, the only trade union leader who supported the minimum wage, might have persuaded the rest of the unions to support it.

Gail denies that public sector pensions are ‘gold plated’ and states that such a view is at odds with reality. Well most workers in the public sector won’t have a gold-plated pension – but Gail will.

Gail will know Ruth Smeeth’s mum – and of course Ruth.


Now to Wales. The Welsh Gov’t have realised that there is no provision anywhere in Wales for mothers with babies or young children who develop serious mental health problems. That’s because those services have all been successively shut down over the last two decades. They were there – but decisions were actively made to close them. What did the Welsh Gov’t think was going to happen?  Lynne Neagle, AM for Torfaen, was wheeled out on the Welsh media to tell us how terrible the situation is and how services have to improve. Neagle has been an AM since the Assembly was established in 1999 and has been Chair of the Labour group since 2008. So she’s been sitting in the Senedd whilst those services closed. Has Lynne been sound asleep? Even if she had been, it can’t excuse her. Because before Lynne was an AM, before she was a research assistant for Glenys Kinnock on the European Gravy Train, Lynne worked for Shelter, MIND and the CAB. So she knew EXACTLY what was going on. She knew that mentally ill people were becoming destitute, were being abused and that a lot of them had been children in care who were abused in that setting as well. Lynne may even have personally known Lucille Hughes who was named in the Waterhouse Report as knowing that a paedophile ring was operating in Gwynedd Social Services whilst Lucille was Director of those services, because Lucille was involved with the CAB at a management level. Today, Lynne’s webpage showed that she had retweeted a vacuous offering from Sara Moseley, the Director of MIND Cymru. Someone else who was fully aware of the mess but kept schtum – not only because she’s paid to stick her head in the sand ‘and expose her thinking parts’ as George Carman once said, but because her brother Simon is a clinical psychologist in the Betsi.

Lynne is described in Labour Party PR material as a ‘formidable campaigner’. Well of course she is, she’s a female politician who’s fucking useless, they’re always ‘formidable campaigners’. Furthermore Lynne wants a ‘fair start in life for every child’. As opposed to wanting to decimate the mental health services, so there is no service at all for women with young children, so those kiddies will have to go into ‘care’. And we pretty much know the quality of ‘care’ that they will receive. Lynne’s own children will not have to suffer the system that she is responsible for creating that so many of her constituents have to endure. Lynne herself has two children and lives in Penarth. The most desirable bit of Cardiff. Lynne – despite her lacklustre CV and lack of ability – will be picking up a healthy salary from her work destroying Wales’s public services and she and her family will undoubtedly stump up for help from the private sector should ever they be in need of it. They certainly won’t be risking their necks with the state welfare system.

Lynne lists her political interests as health, housing, social services and the future of the Valleys in South Wales. Which is obviously why the outlook for all these things is so bleak.

Lynne is married to former AM Huw Lewis. Like Lynne, Huw entered the Assembly as an AM – for Methyr and Rhymney – when it was established, but stood down last year. Huw likes to describe himself as a former chemistry teacher from Aberfan. He is from Aberfan, but he didn’t waste much time teaching chemistry. He went to Edinburgh University, where he became involved in Scottish Labour politics – he worked for John Smith and Donald Dewar. So I bet that he also knew Blair, Brown, Charlie Falconer, Derry Irvine and the rest of the scumbags that were big names in Scottish Labour at that time. After a very short time as a teacher, Huw worked full-time for the Labour Party. He became Assistant General Secretary for Welsh Labour in 1994 and organised the Labour Party’s ‘yes’ campaign in the run up to the devolution referendum. So he’ll have worked with another lame idiot who has previously featured on this blog, Eluned Morgan – another not very bright soul who’s slithered her way up the pole by being mates with that first family of troughing, the Kinnocks.

Huw Lewis wrote the Welsh Assembly flagship Child Poverty Action Plan. The one which hasn’t worked. Huw was Deputy Minister for Children and is a contributor to the think tank Wales 20:20, with which a lot of clapped out old failures like he and his wife are involved. Huw is a member of UNITE. Why are we not surprised?

The Welsh media has been reporting a crisis in Powys Council’s children’s services over the past few days and today it’s been revealed just how bad the situation is. The ‘service’ has imploded and everyone is shrieking at Carwyn to ‘send someone in’ because the dipsticks in Powys haven’t a clue what to do. Dr Ray Jones – ‘a child care expert’ – appeared on TV shaking his head in disbelief, saying that these services really are dreadful and that he doesn’t think that they can recover without outside help. Who is Dr Ray Jones? He has starred on this blog before. Dr Ray Jones is a glorified social worker who reassures other social workers that they are not at fault, no matter how badly they have screwed up. He wrote a wonderful book after the Baby P case, in which he became very cross that the media were so critical of Haringey Social Services. Not so long ago, Dr Ray Jones appeared at an event in Wales to discuss the problem of blaming social workers after a ‘tragedy’ (ie. dead child). Ray was sharing a platform with the star of the Baby B cock-up, Sharon Shoesmith herself – and Wales’s own Mark Drakeford, who also doesn’t like to ‘blame professionals’. Drakeford probably has a vested interested in not blaming professionals because he was a social worker in Dyfed whilst Dyfed Social Services had a paedophile ring operating within it and then he was the Health Minister when the shit bomb that was Tawel Fan exploded. No-one was blamed, despite the appalling abuse of patients that had occurred.

Dr Ray is horrified that child care in Powys has ever got this bad. I’ll tell you why it’s happened Ray. Because for decades, children’s social work as a profession has had a massive problem with organised paedophile gangs infiltrating it. It happened across Wales, in London, in the midlands, in Yorkshire and in the north east. This is no secret – police investigating organised child sexual abuse have known about it for years, as long ago as the 1980s the rings had all linked up and were operating internationally, with organised criminals who were dealing in child porn, drugs and prostitution. But social work itself remained deeply in denial – and the lame, blinkered, spineless dipsticks who worked in social work – like you Ray – pretended that it wasn’t happening. You were told by the children what was going on, you were told by some of their parents and guardians and you were even told by the occasional very brave student or whistleblower. The response was to maintain that the kids had been abused by their families and then to fail the students and hound the whistleblowers out of their jobs. Furthermore, since the Assembly was established, it has been log jammed with people who colluded with or concealed child abuse, many of them former social workers or members of Councils whose children’s services were rife with paedophiles. The Jane Hutts, the Julie Morgans, the Mark Drakefords, the Lesley Griffiths’, there has been an endless stream of these pig-shit thick jellyfish who were repeatedly told that something terrible was happening but they would smile benignly and reassure everyone that there wasn’t a problem, that they were going to empower service users and help increase diversity in politics and encourage women because women don’t have much self-esteem. (For further names and details of the silly fuckers who landed everyone in this mess, please see post ‘Wheels Within Wheels Or Flies Drawn To The Same Incestuously Corrupt Shithouse?’ and the many comments that follow that post.) Meanwhile gangs of criminals hijacked the welfare services.

Yesterday the Tory AM David Melding appeared in the media grumbling about the people of Wales not engaging with politics and suggesting that it ought to become a legal obligation to vote in elections and ‘participate’. Christ almighty Melding, how much more do you want to alienate the electorate and piss them off? They are not voting because they hate you. They think that you are useless, remote, irrelevant, overpaid, supping in Cardiff whilst the rest of Wales is flat on its face. Have you ever asked yourselves why so many of the electorate feel like that? You and your colleagues receive thousands of e mails from constituents telling you just how distressing their experiences with the health and welfare services are but they get nowhere at all. They are nearly always fobbed off. There are three Welsh politicians who names are continually given to me as people who really try to help with the nightmare that is the mental health services – these politicians are the ones who tried to help me. Nobody else gives a stuff. Lesley Griffiths and Drakeford didn’t even bother to reply to me, although I was being threatened and harassed so seriously that I had to leave Wales. Why should ANYONE vote for that shower? There’s a group of people in Wales at the moment who are discussing setting up a new political party because they have absolutely given up with what is on offer at present. Many of the people involved were members of other parties and formerly active – they are in absolute despair. Why do you think so many people voted for UKIP? They can feel the contempt for the electorate that drips off politicians and are desperately thrashing about for an alternative. The Assembly needs to wake up and quickly because they have just about lost the Welsh electorate.


Just to summarise all that is wrong – and laughable – today the Guardian online published a profile of Stephen Chapman, the Welsh Gov’ts ‘Anti-Slavery Tsar’, who was appointed in 2012. Stephen tells us that public bodies must collaborate to eliminate the hidden exploitation and that people must be vigorous, that fighting slavery demands a multi-agency response. Mr Chapman’s job involves bringing together the courts, the police, the DWP, health and social care and voluntary sector organisations – all those bodies who ignored the paedophile ring and the abuse of mental health patients and people with learning disabilities.

Chapman explains that there have been cases of slavery in Wales. Yes Stephen, nearly every one of them involved ‘service users’, who had been duped and then kept in sheds and pig-sties etc, half-starved and beaten whilst being forced to work. Why do you think that the gangsters chose service users? Because they know that they are so badly neglected by the ‘services’ that no-one will even report them missing and then if they do manage to escape from their captors, no-one will take a blind bit of notice of their complaints anyway.

Chapman told the Guardian that there have been no cases of forced labour in care homes in Wales. Yes there has, some five or six years ago a group of Albanian cardiac nurses were being held in conditions of slavery at a notoriously dreadful care home near Llanberis in Gwynedd. One of my friends helped them escape because no-one else was going to help them.

Chapman has produced an Anti-Slavery code of practice, which has been signed by all four Police and Crime Commissioners in Wales. So that will have included the Commissioner for North Wales, Arfon Jones – who chauffeured the paedophile police superintendent Gordon Anglesea to the venues in which he molested kids in care. Anglesea was part of the paedophile ring which trafficked youngsters to London or Brighton or abroad into prostitution. Stephen Chapman has also set up a Slavery Helpline. No doubt like the Helpline that was set up to ‘help’ the victims of the paedophile gang in north Wales in the 1990s, it will be run by the criminals themselves.

Wales’s 2015 Anti-Slavery Conference involved Dr Sam Clutton, the Assistant Director of Policy at Barnardos Cymru. Barnardos were involved with the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal.

Chapman himself is a former police officer – an area commander. He has been head of equalities and community safety at Cardiff Council, assistant director of the Police Standards and Violent Crime Unit; Deputy Director of the UK Border Agency and a member of the Security and Resilience Directorate of the Organising Committee of the Olympic and Paralympic Games.

So virtually every organisation that Chapman has worked for has colluded with or concealed child sexual abuse and the coercion of vulnerable people into prostitution. Except for the Olympics – that was organised by Tessa Jowell. Who was the Deputy Director of MIND when it facilitated child sexual abuse and concealed abuse and criminal activity in the north Wales mental health services.

Somehow I don’t rate Stephen Chapman’s chances of fighting modern slavery too highly.





My How Things Haven’t Changed

I have just read the biography of Jeremy Thorpe by Michael Bloch. Many aspects of the story told – and the sleight that Bloch puts on it – felt very familiar.

Thorpe was the leader of the Liberal Party who ended up standing trial at the Old Bailey in 1979 for conspiring to kill Norman Scott, a man younger than him with whom he’d had a sexual relationship many years previously. The trial became notorious – the presiding judge was Justice Cantley and Jeremy was represented by George Carman QC. The trial made Carman’s reputation – and that of David Napley, Jeremy’s solicitor. Jeremy and his co-defendants were acquitted and the trial was widely seen as complete establishment stitch-up. Scott was a prosecution witness but was insulted and abused by Cantley, who also commented that he didn’t like the idea of sending a distinguished Privy Councillor like Jeremy to prison and made jokes about the incompetence of Andrew Newton, the prosecution witness who admitted that he’d been paid to kill Norman. The trial led to a spate of books and Peter Cook’s ‘biased judge’ parody. I knew much about all this, but I discovered a lot more from Bloch’s book.

Jeremy was born into an incredibly well-connected political family. His grandfather and father were politicians and Jeremy socialised with politicians, public figures and their families from his earliest days. He was personally acquainted with many historical figures – his family were close friends with Lloyd George’s family, they made visits to north Wales to Lloyd George’s family home. Jeremy was particularly fond of and close to Megan, Lloyd George’s daughter, a Liberal MP herself. Jeremy saw Lloyd George as a role model and was saying whilst he was still a teenager he would be a Liberal PM like Lloyd George. He was encouraged in this ambition by his family and by Megan – he made regular visits to Parliament to take tea with people like Megan and years later when he was elected as an MP it was remarked upon that unlike most new MPs, Jeremy wasn’t in the least bit over-awed by Parliament, he was completely familiar with it. As a child he was friends with the Carey Evans branch of Lloyd George’s extended family – members of the shithouse – and as he matured he made more and more friendships with leading members of the shithouse. Thorpe lived his entire life in the shithouse and was the ultimate example of one of it’s members.

He followed the standard privileged path – Eton, then Oxford to read law. Thorpe was a member of both the Oxford Union and the Oxford University Law Society – he rubbed noses and became friends with numerous powerful people in law, media and politics along the way, whom later proved to be of great use to Jeremy.

Whilst he was involved with the Oxford University Law Society, Thorpe invited guests such as Lord Denning and Lord John Morris of Borth-y-Gest. Morris was a paid up member of the Welsh branch of the shithouse. He was a friend of the Lloyd George’s, a barrister on the Northern Circuit and stood as a Liberal candidate on two occasions. Morris was chairman of the Quarter Sessions in Cheshire for 25 years, was a High Court judge, a Lord Justice of Appeal and a Law Lord. He was Pro-Chancellor of the University of Wales 1956-74, a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards and the Vice-President of the Honourable Society of Cymmrodorion. I suspect that he knew Dafydd and Gwynne.

So Jeremy had some strong Welsh connections – later in life he became friendly with Liberal Party donor Gerran Lloyd and awarded him a peerage, thus turning him into Lord Lloyd of Kilgerran.

At Oxford, people maintained that Jeremy was not known for having sexual relationships, gay or straight. People claimed that he was solely interested in building his career.

As a young man Jeremy certainly had a following. He was often described as popular, witty and entertaining – but even his fans admitted that he was extraordinarily grandiose, constantly pontificating on his future as PM. His detractors however maintained that Jeremy was a very nasty piece of work – dodgy, ruthless, dishonest and downright dangerous in terms of what he was prepared to do to advance himself.

In the years after Oxford, there was evidence that Jeremy was not only gay but was having many casual liaisons. He was a member of the National Liberal Club and the Reform Club, which both offered opportunities for gay encounters and contained many gay men in influential positions.

Jeremy harboured an ambition to marry Princess Margaret – he spoke about this quite frankly and was seriously miffed when she announced her engagement to Armstrong-Jones. In an ideal world Jeremy would have had sex with both of them – upon the announcement of their engagement in 1960 he sent a notorious House of Commons postcard to a friend upon which he’d written ‘What a pity about HRH. I rather hoped to marry one and seduce the other’.

As Jeremy progressed through his political career more and more anecdotes circulated about his risky behaviour – cruising, frequenting gay bars, casual encounters, ‘rough sex’ and his boasting about seducing young men, including cameramen who were filming interviews with him, policemen on duty in Parliament and footmen when he was invited to receptions at Buck House.

Jeremy was elected as the Liberal MP for North Devon. It was well-known among his constituents that he was gay – he had relationships with a number of men from north Devon and took London boyfriends down to the constituency.

Jeremy was friendly with a number of people who were considered beyond the pale, including the gay Labour MP Tom Driberg who generally shocked everyone for numerous reasons. Driberg commented that he had heard about Jeremy from various rent boys – Jeremy and Driberg were using the same ones. Lord Boothby was a family friend of the Thorpes – Boothby was bisexual, he was friends with the Krays and had a long-running affair with Harold MacMillan’s wife, as well as gay sexual encounters with figures from the criminal underworld.

MI5 and the police knew all about Jeremy’s sexual activities – they also ended up getting their hands on the Princess Margaret postcard. When Jeremy’s close friend Jeremy Fry was prosecuted for gross indecency Thorpe’s activities once more came to the attention of the authorities.

At the same time as leading a stereotypical example of a double life, Thorpe continued to make gobsmacking efforts to increase his network of powerful friends, including on an international basis – he became personal friends with many heads of state and hobnobbed with the Royal Family. Thorpe had already built up a successful media career as a radio and TV personality by the time that he entered Parliament.

Jeremy was active in the Homosexual Law Reform Society, ostensibly from a liberal standpoint. Between 1963-66 most of the meetings of the Society took place in Thorpe’s Parliamentary office.

Norman Scott – then known as Norman Josiffe – was working as a stable boy for one of Thorpe’s friends when they met. They had a relationship in early 60s which Norman perceived as very abusive. Norman was a lot younger than Jeremy and was in law still a minor when their relationship began. Norman didn’t have a very solid home background – ironically Norman’s mother spent a lot of her time at Bexley Heath Conservative Club, where Ted Heath was the local MP. Ted Heath would later offer Thorpe a position in his Gov’t, at a time when Thorpe claimed that he was being ‘persecuted’ by Norman. Norman claimed that Jeremy ruthlessly sexually used him and described Thorpe as becoming increasingly callous. Following an initially warm relationship during which Thorpe kept him, bought him presents etc Thorpe ended up basically shagging Norman and then ordering him to spend nights on a camp bed, throwing him out when he felt like it. Rather than Norman persecuting Thorpe, the available evidence suggests that a predatory mature man with powerful friends used a rather confused young man sexually – whilst Thorpe also conducted casual liaisons with others – and then dumped him, subsequently maintaining that they barely knew each other.

Norman Scott had a very bad press and not just at the hands of the biased judge. What is clear is that Norman was for some reason very fragile – but nobody seems to have asked why. He seems to have become increasingly distressed after his encounters with Jeremy, was in poor mental health and made a number of suicide attempts. Norman himself consistently told people that Jeremy had ruined his life and interestingly enough a number of people who knew Norman took the same view and even made representation to third parties about this. As more and more of Jeremy’s friends hurled abuse at Norman – as did Jeremy himself – shrieking that he was ‘neurotic’ and ‘a nutter’, they didn’t seem able to explain a few obvious things. Such as the letter dated 1961 that Jeremy wrote to Norman on House of Commons notepaper – which years later became notorious when the press finally got hold of it – a letter which certainly reads as though it’s from a gay man to his lover, making a reference to ‘bunnies’ going to France (Thorpe admitted that ‘bunnies’ was his pet name for Norman). The letter also makes reference to some photos which Jeremy asks to be returned – yet no-one commented on this. Norman consistently maintained that Thorpe had stolen his National Insurance card after Thorpe failed to pay contributions when Norman worked for him and thus Norman couldn’t seek work. No-one seems to have investigated Norman’s claims regarding this – although it would have been easy to confirm if this was the case or not. Yet after quite a fuss and a very long time, it transpired that one of Jeremy’s political friends used his influence with the DHSS to sort this out behind the scenes – that’s not really a reaction to someone who’s completely mad and is saying things of no substance.

Norman also claimed that Thorpe paid him hush money and tried to conceal their relationship. Among the hysterical claims that Norman was making it all up, Norman then produced letters and documents demonstrating that Thorpe had made payments to him, regularly, over a long period of time, whilst claiming to some people that he’d never known Norman. Yet Thorpe had told other people that he was Norman’s guardian. Every time Norman became distressed and then demonstrated that he had lived with Jeremy, had been given money etc but was now claiming to be destitute because of Jeremy, Jeremy’s explanation to people who asked what the hell was going on was always the same – that Norman was mad, Jeremy had tried so hard to help him, he had been so patient but there was just no dealing with Norman and now he realised that Norman was a wicked manipulative man who had fooled a lot of people and was hounding him. Which was exactly what Dafydd Alun Jones said about Mary Wynch and me when we told people that Dafydd had illegally imprisoned us and that we had evidence of Dafydd’s criminal activities.

Again and again events occur which suggest that Norman was no fantasist. Another man at one point comes forward with sexual allegations about Thorpe – his account of Thorpe’s conduct is strikingly similar to Norman’s, although at that time Norman’s allegations had not found their way into the public domain. Norman maintained that Thorpe had promised to secure him a job – Thorpe made such offers to other people as well. Thorpe actually arranged for Norman to begin a new life in Switzerland – except that Norman didn’t want this and returned to the UK. This was seen as further evidence of Norman’s insanity and lack of gratitude – no-one asks why he was sent abroad by Jeremy and his mates for no good reason when he clearly had no desire to go. But then Thorpe and co were quite enthusiastic about sending people abroad – years later they arranged for Andrew Newton, the man who maintained that he had been hired to kill Norman, to begin a new life in Southern Africa after he had killed Norman’s dog but failed to kill Norman because his ancient gun jammed.

Bloch’s account of Thorpe packing Norman off to Switzerland and then getting very angry and pathologising Norman when he came back reminded me of something that I witnessed at Bangor University Student Health Centre years ago, as I did battle with the corrupt Dr DGE Wood and Gwynne the lobotomist. There was a young woman on my course whom I knew, but not very well. By the time that we were in the third year of our degrees, this young woman seemed to be very obviously falling apart. There were rumours that she had a serious drug problem – which was unusual for a student in those days – she lost a terrific amount of weight, was often seen walking around Bangor in her nightclothes and her hair started dropping out. I had no idea that she was having anything to do with the Student Health Centre until after my finals I was talking to the nurse up there when she asked me how this young woman had got on and it transpired that she had sat her exams in the medical room on the grounds that she had been having serious health problems. A couple of weeks later I was in the Student Health Centre when the same nurse started fuming about this young woman, stating that she ‘didn’t want to be helped’ and that there was ‘nothing that anyone could do for her’. It transpired that DGE Wood had been pressurising this young woman to go to Australia no less – he’d even arranged a job out there for her. Except that she was horrified at these arrangements and had ‘broken down’ at the very thought of being packed off to Australia and had refused to go. I have mentioned on this blog how Wood ended up having screaming rows with me and told me to leave Wales and forget about everything that had happened there. I’ve been wondering whether, like me, this young woman who was being pressurised to go to Australia had discovered a few things about Wood and Gwynne Williams. She was very obviously not coping with life very well and had sat her finals under special conditions. Who on earth would try and force her into leaving for Australia under such circumstances? Perhaps someone who was very worried about her continued presence in north Wales…

Not only were there huge questions about Thorpe’s conduct in relation to Norman that went unasked, but far from Norman ‘having no evidence’ for his story, evidence seems to periodically pop up but a lot of people work very hard to ensure that it doesn’t get to see the light of day. One of Thorpe’s closest friends, a fellow Liberal MP Peter Bessell, played a key role in ‘managing’ the problem that was Norman. Bessell meets him constantly, tells him that Jeremy will do this, that and the other to help him – although Jeremy never does – and Bessell makes payments to Norman whilst telling him not to mention Jeremy’s name to anyone (not that Norman was ever given hush money of course). On one of Norman’s enforced trips abroad, his luggage is lost. Thorpe goes to very great lengths to retrieve this luggage, using his Gov’t contacts. It transpires that there are letters that Jeremy has written to Norman in that luggage and Jeremy wants those letters back. After many years, Bessell and Thorpe fell out and Bessell emigrated to America. In November 1974, builders carrying out work on Bessell’s former office in London discovered a briefcase full of ‘compromising material’ relating to Jeremy Thorpe including documents concerning Norman, hidden in a false ceiling. The builders realised that they’d hit gold and took the documents to the Sunday Mirror. The Sunday Mirror editor Bob Edwards and the Chairman of the company that owned the paper, Lord Jacobson, knew Jeremy and knew about Norman. Surprise surprise, not a word was published – the documents were personally returned by Edwards to Thorpe at a meeting in his Westminster office, after copies had been made for the legal manager’s safe.

A Dr Roger Gleadle also ends up in possession of incriminating documents relating to Thorpe’s relationship with Norman and sells them. Gleadle was Norman’s GP and he also maintains that Norman is mad – Gleadle keeps him under ‘heavy sedation’ but that doesn’t stop Norman trying to kill himself whilst he is in Gleadle’s ‘care’. Interestingly enough Norman maintains that Gleadle has sold documents of his without his permission and is trying to poison him. Gleadle’s conduct becomes known when it is revealed that the person who purchased the documents was a friend of Jeremy’s. There are other Top Doctors who were well-aware of what was going on – including a number of psychiatrists who ended up treating Norman as he had breakdowns and made suicide attempts. At one point he was sectioned. One of the hospitals that treated Norman – in 1963/64 and again in 1967 – was St George’s.

Like Jeremy, the Top Doctors stressed how they tried to ‘help’ this madman who is inexplicably in constant fear and distress and makes crazy allegations about that nice Mr Thorpe which of course none of them believe – although the whole bloody lot of them are keen to get their paws on any documentation that Norman might have relating to Jeremy. Jeremy stressed to people that Norman is someone who had been in a ‘mental home’. I have a document in my possession written by Andrew Park, a corrupt lawyer at the Welsh Office, stating that I have been in a ‘mental institution’. Of course I have – Dafydd illegally detained me in one after I complained about him and his colleagues. The reason why Andrew Park found out about it was that after I complained about being unlawfully arrested and held in a mental institution, Andrew Park advised Dafydd et al on how to ensure that my complaints were never investigated.

Norman spends a lot of time telling people that Jeremy has ruined his life – Norman’s mates agree with this perception but everyone else maintains that Norman has an irrational obsession with poor Mr Thorpe and is ‘persecuting him’. What Norman is actually doing is making statements to the police and other people alleging very serious offences on the part of Thorpe et al. Norman consistently said the same thing – that Thorpe befriended him but ended up repeatedly sexually assaulting him in a manner that Norman did not want and since then had done a number of things to try and keep him quiet. No-one bothered to report how Norman thinks Jeremy has ruined his life – it might have been worth asking him because a lot of very unfortunate things happened to Norman. He landed jobs but then lost them, he became homeless and destitute, got back on his feet again, but hey presto suddenly he’d been sacked and he’s homeless once more. In the mid 70s, Norman was robbed, beaten up and an attempt was made to murder him – the people involved all maintained that they were put up to it by Jeremy or his friends.

Despite the constant claims of what a dreadful man he is, no-one ever produces evidence of anything very serious that Norman has actually done wrong. Whereas evidence constantly crops up suggesting that Jeremy was a lying bastard who was having numerous sexual encounters with much younger men, that his friends were constantly hassling Norman and that those claiming to ‘help’ Norman seemed to be benefiting from his distress and were often in close contact with Jeremy and his circle.

Norman does have a habit of producing very damning evidence against Thorpe – including evidence that Thorpe wrote him a letter in 1961 which suggests that they were having a sexual relationship whilst Norman was a minor. The explanation? That Mr Thorpe ‘made a mistake’ when he dated the letter to Norman – he obviously wrote the highly incriminating letter to Norman a few years later, whilst Norman was older. Not that the letter proved ANYTHING anyway of course.

Jeremy and co constantly maintain that Norman is a ‘nut’ whom absolutely nobody believes. For a nutter who can’t be believed they are certainly very bothered by him. So bothered that in June 1971 the Liberal Party launch an inquiry into Norman’s allegations – it is of course a secret inquiry, conducted by a small number of Jeremy’s close associates, namely Emlyn Hooson (a lawyer who was by that time leader of the Chester and Wales Circuit), David Steel and Frank Byers (the Liberal leader in the Lords). Norman told his story in person at the inquiry only to be shouted down and insulted by Byers. Hooson had been in touch with Scotland Yard about a police statement that Norman had made about Jeremy in 1962. When Thorpe found out about this he got in touch with Reginald Maudling the Home Secretary – Thorpe and Maudling were friends – and asked him to instruct the police to only give out a minimum of information. Maudling seems to have done as requested – a Detective Inspector Edward Smith attended the inquiry but would only provide brief factual answers to questions. Maudling told Jeremy by letter that he had discussed the matter with the Metropolitan Police Commissioner.

Hooson stated himself to be ‘appalled’ at the ‘Mafia-like atmosphere…of lies and intrigue’ that had been created. Jeremy subsequently recommended Byers for the Privy Council.

For a secret inquiry – that of course exonerated Jeremy – which was precipitated by allegations from a lunatic whom no-one believed it caused quite a stir.

Norman was so pissed off at his treatment by Byers that he returned to the police, made a 33 page statement and contacted a journalist who passed the story to MI5, MI6, the People newspaper and the Sunday Mirror. Yet no-one responded.

Jeremy and co maintained the line that everyone thought that Norman was a nutter who couldn’t be believed for many years, even throughout the eventual Old Bailey trial in 1979. I’ve got news for Jeremy and Michael Bloch, who believes that the folk of north Devon loathed Norman and considered him an insane nuisance – I grew up in west Somerset not a million miles away from north Devon and Exmoor, where much of the action took place. Norman had been living on Exmoor for years and an awful lot of people knew about him and Jeremy. I was a teenager when Norman’s dog was shot and Norman turned up as a crying wreck alleging that the gunman had tried to kill him as well and I remember the subsequent trials – NO-ONE locally thought that Norman was a nut. They believed him and were appalled at Thorpe and his mates. Thorpe had always been a flash git, he was perceived to be a London man with upmarket and powerful friends – the bumpkins were definitely overawed, but they believed Norman. There were a lot of very crude bawdy jokes in circulation, but those jokes did not involve Norman being a nutter – they were jokes about Jeremy sexually assaulting teenaged boys. Now where did those jokes come from I wonder? I knew Liberals – my own family were all Tories, but the west country was a Liberal stronghold, there were a lot of them about – who were seething at Thorpe’s conduct.

Furthermore, some people were very worried for Norman’s safety, particularly after Thorpe et al were acquitted. I remember our baker – who had contacts in north Devon – telling us that everyone feared that Jeremy’s lot were going to go after Norman again and this time succeed in killing him. Another person who delivered to our village claimed that he knew a friend of Norman’s and that after the trial Norman had plastered his house in photos of him and Jeremy, as a gesture in the wake of being branded a liar by the judge. Take it from me Bloch, a lot of people knew about Jeremy and Norman and the general opinion was that Jeremy was a lying potentially murdering bastard but bumpkins like us didn’t stand a chance against his mates. Furthermore, although Thorpe and the crooked judge et al kept stressing that Norman was a blackmailing sponger who lived off the great and the good, the evidence doesn’t suggest that. Norman likes horses and he worked with horses – that usually involves hard work and not much money. Press reports about Norman always referred to his job as a ‘male model’ – he did do some modelling for a bit, but most of the time he worked as a horseman. But if one is trying to discredit Norman, ‘effete male model’ is more effective than ‘well regarded skilled horseman’. After the Old Bailey trial, if Norman had wanted he could have been a millionaire – the media were finally reporting the story and Norman had evidence that was never presented in Court. Norman could have sold his story across the world – he didn’t. He went back to Exmoor and the horses and he still lives down there. Ironically, Norman has outlasted all the others – nearly everyone who wanted him dead are now dead themselves, but Norman is still alive.

As I read Bloch’s book I recognised many of the names of Thorpe’s friends and people who helped him. Some have already been named on this blog. Others were the mentors and patrons of the people named on this blog. As well as members of the shithouse in north Wales, there was a south Wales connection as well – two of the people who stood trial with Jeremy for conspiracy to murder were a pair of crooks from south Wales, it was they who found the hit man. I get the distinct impression that those who protected Thorpe and threw mud at Norman were pretty much the same people who protected Dafydd and Gwynne in their younger years. The context is identical – public figures sexually exploiting vulnerable people and then destroying them, whilst everybody ignored mountains of evidence that this was going on. The techniques used to discredit Norman are tried and tested – Top Doctors are utilised to detain him in a psychiatric facility, suggest that his extreme terror and distress are unfathomable and then discredit any witnesses or sympathisers of Norman by darkly muttering about Norman’s ‘charm’ and ‘manipulation’. Only they know Norman’s black heart. Interestingly enough, one of Norman’s staunchest defenders – a widow from north Wales with whom Norman lived with in 1971 – was found dead in 1972. Norman produces a good explanation as to why the official reason for her death is not credible, but of course Norman is mad. This lady had been an active Liberal and her father had known Emlyn Hooson. She had been so worried about what was happening to Norman that she wrote to Hooson and subsequently met up with the Liberal Chief Whip David Steel. She produced evidence of payments that Thorpe was making to Norman via Bessell and also a letter from one of her neighbours who also knew about Jeremy and Norman and who had written to Jeremy himself. It was her representation that had sparked off the ‘inquiry’ by Byers et al. Hooson was very worried indeed after this lady made representation – he wanted Thorpe to resign from the leadership and give up his seat. Jeremy maintained that Norman was trying to blackmail Bessell. After this lady’s death – allegedly from alcohol poisoning – Norman gave evidence at the inquest. He claimed that she had actually killed herself in despair at discovering what had been happening in the highest echelons of the Liberal Party and at her inability to help him. Local journos passed the story on to the London newspapers. Nothing happened. Scott’s story was dismissed as ‘cold and stale’.

Witnesses stated that Jeremy had become particularly vexed about Norman in the late 1960s – when for much of the time Norman wasn’t having much to do with him. Jeremy’s close friends Peter Bessell and David Holmes admitted that Jeremy spoke at length to them about having Norman killed. He discussed possible ways – shooting, strangling or poisoning. He suggested that Norman’s body could be disposed of down a tin mine (Peter Bessell was the Liberal MP for Bodmin). Jeremy held further discussions about murdering Norman in 1974. When Jeremy was reminded of these conversations after the killing of Norman’s dog, Jeremy brushed them off as humour or metaphors. Yet one man stated that he was paid to kill Norman, another man admits that funds were liberated from Liberal Party coffers to pay the hit man and other people detail their efforts to find a suitable hit man.

Readers will remember that in the 70s, British politics was in freefall; Heath’s Gov’t was weak, Wilson’s subsequent Gov’t was weak and the Liberals were really enjoying their position as being able to exert political muscle – people had to do deals with them to survive. There was the infamous Lib Lab pact. I can remember the excitement of West Country Liberals as they really believed that a Liberal PM was a possibility. I used to work for a neighbouring farmer whose brother was John Pardoe, one of Jeremy’s leadership rivals, and there was much talk of the possibility of Mr Pardoe ending up as PM. Jeremy was acutely aware of the hope that a Liberal could become PM and very obviously had nightmarish visions of Norman’s story becoming public and scuppering his chances.

Although nearly all the politicians involved were greedy duplicitous backstabbers, as with Top Doctors they stuck together like glue rather than dare rat on each other. The modus operandi of everyone seems to be one of covert or overt blackmail and the formation of complex alliances and this results in rivals propping each other up or covering each others arses. Cyril Smith, that well-known child molester, was a staunch supporter of Jeremy’s because Jeremy had helped him get elected – for his part, Jeremy had hoped that Smith’s success in Rochdale was the start of a Liberal revival. In 1974 Jeremy’s Conservative opponent in North Devon, Tim Keigwin, knew that Norman feared for his life and took receipt of a statement about Jeremy from him – a local solicitor delivered the statement to Conservative Central Office and it was read by Lord Carrington, the Party Chairman. Keigwin also spoke to the Attorney General, Sir Peter Rawlinson. Rawlinson and Carrington decided that no use should be made of Norman’s story – Ted Heath agreed. During the General Election campaign of early 1974, Keigwin was told by both his Tory colleagues and by Jeremy’s Devon solicitor not to mention the Jeremy-Norman story. Newspapers were also offered the story about Roger Gleadle selling letters that could embarrass the Liberals throughout the campaign – it was referred to in Private Eye but no-one else touched it. Thorpe was invited for political negotiations by Heath and Wilson after the election. Heath offered Thorpe a post in Gov’t but not a coalition – Thorpe rejected the offer. Wilson’s Press Secretary Joe Haines maintained that if Thorpe joined the Cabinet and kept the Tories in office, then Labour would tell the Norman Scott story. It is not known if Wilson blackmailed Thorpe.

Bloch’s book is frank that many senior politicians were told of Norman’s allegations and knew that Jeremy was a promiscuous gay man. Parliamentary gossip being what it is, I suspect that by the time that Thorpe stood trial just about everyone in politics would have heard something about Jeremy and Norman.

So let’s look at who definitely knew about Norman’s allegations.

In Dec 1962 Norman gave a formal police statement at Chelsea Police Station about Jeremy sexually assaulting him when he was a minor. He produced letters from Jeremy and the postcard that Jeremy had sent his friend upon the engagement of Princess Margaret.

Peter Bessell informed George Thomas who was then a junior Minister at the Home Office about Jeremy’s ‘problem’ with Norman -Bessell knew Thomas personally. Thomas has of course in recent years been named as a paedophile himself and was investigated by the South Wales Police. Thomas was sympathetic to Jeremy and arranged a meeting between Bessell and Sir Frank Soskice in May 1965. Soskice too was most understanding – he commented that Norman ‘couldn’t prove anything’ but ‘it’s a pity about those letters’. (The letters that proved something.) Soskice remarked that he was ‘very fond’ of Thorpe and that he was ‘an asset to the House’. During the meeting, Soskice had a file in front of him – which Bessell presumed contained Norman’s police statement and the letters. Bessell mentioned that Thorpe was anxious that the documents should not remain on record.

Bessell later bumped into George Thomas. Thomas told him that he’d spoken to Soskice who told him that Jeremy had nothing more to worry about. Bessell took this to mean that the file had been destroyed, but it seems that Soskice meant that no further action would be taken.

Bessell stated that he ‘intimidated’ Norman into ceasing his ‘harassment’ of Jeremy. Norman’s ‘harassment’ seems to have constituted a police statement, desperate requests to Bessell and to Jeremy for help with the stolen NI card and then a letter to Jeremy’s mother pleading for help, telling her that he was virtually destitute and asking her if she could influence Jeremy to behave rather more acceptably. Jeremy’s mother was unmoved by Norman’s pleas, but it is on record that she didn’t disbelieve his allegations.

In August 1965 Bessell told George Mackie, the Chair of the Scottish Liberals about Jeremy and Norman. When Mackie lost his seat in 1966, he told the story to the new Liberal MP Richard Wainwright. Alisdair MacKenzie, the Liberal MP for Ross & Cromarty, heard of Norman’s allegations from a constituent who had visited Ireland, where Norman had then been living.

Alice Bacon, a Home Office Minister, also knew about Jeremy and Norman – she was one person who was horrified.

By the time of the 1966 General Election, the matter was known about by the new Home Secretary Roy Jenkins, also his junior Minister Dick Taverne (who knew Jeremy from Oxford) and by Harold Wilson. They were all sympathetic to Thorpe.

Bloch suggests that Henry Brooke, the Home Secretary at the time of Norman’s police statement in 1962, would also have known. Furthermore, his predecessor Rab Butler had been given information concerning Jeremy’s activities which came to light during the investigation into Jeremy’s friend Jeremy Fry’s suitability for the role of best man at Princess Margaret’s wedding in 1960. By 1966 Brooke and Butler were both in the Lords.

Jeremy himself sought advice from Labour MP Leo Abse – a friend of George Thomas. Abse is someone else who has been subject to historic abuse investigations. Abse told Jeremy to deny everything. Jeremy’s conduct was so well-known that during the 1966 General Election campaign angry Conservative MPs hurled homophobic abuse at him.

Jeremy had been involved in other scandals as well. In 1961 he visited San Francisco, had a relationship with a young man and subsequently exchanged letters with him – Thorpe’s letters were written on Commons notepaper. The young man was under investigation by the FBI, so they found out about Jeremy. In 1963 the US Ambassador in London suggested to Lord Home (who was shortly to become PM) that Jeremy should not visit the US again. Home shared this info with the Liberal leader Jo Grimond. In 1964 Grimond passed the info on to Mark Bonham-Carter and Frank Byers, the leader of the Liberals in the Lords.

In 1965 in Tangiers Jeremy had tried to seduce an English tourist who was outraged and had contacted both the Liberal and Tory Associations in North Devon.

Jeremy had an affair with a John Wilkins and then employed him as a Parliamentary researcher. Wilkins developed an alcohol problem and in June 1966 whilst drunk he caused two scenes in one day in the Commons, shouting to onlookers that he was Jeremy’s jilted lover. Wilkins also knew about Norman from Bessell and had confided in Liberal MP Michael Winstanley that Jeremy was not suitable to succeed Grimond as leader of the Party. Winstanley agreed.

So by 1966 most senior Liberals had been directly told about Thorpe’s gay encounters and a lot of people had been told about Norman specifically. Jeremy’s conduct was very well-known. Presumably people had noticed not only that Jeremy had numerous encounters with different men but that for some reason a lot of Jeremy’s partners felt very badly treated by him.

By this time, the Liberal leader Jo Grimond was about to stand down and a leadership contest was looming. Grimond was known to dislike Jeremy but protected him to avoid scandal – Grimond also wanted to block Emlyn Hooson from the leadership. However Grimond’s wife and mother-in-law thought that Jeremy was great and wanted him to succeed Grimond as leader. David Steel also supported Jeremy for the leadership – Steel was Jeremy’s PPS and was indebted to Jeremy for his role in getting him elected. Steel offered to be his campaign manager.

Some in the Liberal Party expressed concerns that if Thorpe were to become leader, a scandal would inevitably occur as a result of his homosexual encounters. Nonetheless in Jan 1967 Thorpe did become leader. Bessell warned him that if his ‘past’ became public he would have to resign.

As well as friendships with those across the political divide – such as with Tony Benn – Jeremy hung out with celebs such as the Beatles, Bobby Charlton and Morecombe and Wise. He was mates with Princess Margaret – despite being banned from acting as best man at her wedding – and the Archbishop of Canterbury. His only real allies in the Liberal Party then were David Steel and Eric Lubbock (aka Lord Avebury), then the Liberals Chief Whip.

Jeremy was in the habit of offering people who did favours for him peerages. One person who actually got one was Gerran Lloyd, who parted with dosh for the Liberal Party.

In April 1967 Thorpe was in a fix again. He showed Bessell a letter from a rent boy called Bill Shannon who had asked Thorpe for a loan. Jeremy interpreted it as blackmail – Bessell wrote to Shannon, subsequently met him and threatened him with the police if he ever mentioned Jeremy’s name to anyone. In 1979 Shannon spoke about Jeremy after being contacted by the police and journos – Shannon’s account of Thorpe’s behaviour was remarkably similar to Norman’s. Shannon maintained that he had not been trying to blackmail anyone but had had the living daylights threatened out of him by Bessell.

In April 1967 Norman wrote to Bessell requesting his help – Norman was planning to go to America to live, but the problem of the NI card remained. He needed documentation to be in order to acquire a passport. In July 1967 Norman wrote to Bessell again – he was for some reason back in St George’s Hospital being treated by a Dr Brian O’Connell. O’Connell knew about Jeremy.

Jeremy’s response to this was to consult Lord Goodman and threaten Norman with a blackmail charge. Goodman suggested instead that Jeremy should set Norman up in America. Days later Norman turned up at Bessell’s office in a terrible state – Bessell told him that he would find him a job in the US. And offered him a retainer until he did. Sounds like hush money to me…

By 1967 Jeremy had decided that he needed a wife. He was friendly with Caroline Allpass, a society girl who worked at Sothebys. They subsequently married – Caroline developed a cult following and was hugely popular in north Devon. She knew about Jeremy’s homosexual encounters and by all accounts had no problem with them at all – she seemed to have been close to a number of gay men before her involvement with Jeremy. Caroline also knew about Norman.

After his engagement Jeremy fessed up to Bessell that he’d had an encounter with a New York street boy. He was also in a relationship with Guy Huntingdon – who later wrote about their affair – whom Jeremy met at a Buck House banquet whilst Guy worked there as a footman. Jeremy offered to get Guy a job at the BBC.

In May 1969 Norman married Sue Byers, who worked at the Tate. Sue’s sister was a relation of the actor Terry-Thomas and Norman and Sue lived in a cottage of theirs in Dorset. But Norman still had no NI card, so when Sue became pregnant they were unable to claim maternity payments. Norman rang the DHSSL in London and told the Private Secretary of the Social Security Minister David Ennals about Jeremy. Norman then rang Bessell and threatened to sell his story to the press if he didn’t get his NI card. Bessell acquired the NI card – and maternity payments for Sue. Norman had also told social security officials in Dorset and London about Jeremy.

Norman’s marriage did not last long – Sue left him. Norman’s divorce lawyer was Leonard Ross of Dorset Square. He knew about Jeremy. For some reason Jeremy paid Ross’s bill. Jeremy’s marriage didn’t last long either – Caroline was killed in a road accident in 1970. The explanations for Caroline’s loss of control at the wheel were questioned by people who knew her.

At about this time Bessell claimed that a blackmailer had turned up in north Devon claiming to possess compromising letters from Jeremy to Norman – Jeremy promised Bessell a peerage if he got rid of him, if necessary by murder. Jeremy didn’t need to hire a hit man on this occasion, the letters turned out to be forgeries.

Jeremy remarried in 1972 – someone even posher than Caroline, namely Marion, Countess of Harewood, a relative of the Queen’s via Marion’s first marriage. The biased judge at Jeremy’s Old Bailey trial made much of the virtues of Marion.

By the mid-1970s when Norman was being robbed and physically attacked, the world and his wife knew about him and Jeremy. The Metropolitan Police knew, the Devon and Cornwall Police knew, the North Devon Infirmary knew (they had treated Norman for his physical injuries), local social workers knew and a radical group in London called ‘Up Against The Law’ knew and alluded to it in their newspaper. In Sept 1975 Norman was arrested for the non-payment of an hotel bill – I don’t know why but he was kept in custody for two days, during which time he was warned that he might be in danger if he didn’t stop talking about Jeremy. He was confronted by Andrew Newton the hit man one month later.

The idiocy on the part of the authorities didn’t stop even after Newton had shot Norman’s dog and tried to shoot him. Avon and Somerset Police suggested that Norman had shot the dog himself to ‘create publicity’. It was only after the dog was shot that anything hit the newspapers – the West Somerset Free Press ran the story of the murdered dog and journalists who knew about Norman’s story contacted Jeremy. It was after Newton was charged with possessing a firearm with intent to danger life that the full story finally appeared in the national press – the final straw being Norman getting so fed up (he’d now been done for a minor social security fraud) that he mentioned Jeremy in Court and to the reporters. Jeremy issued a statement through Harold Wilson’s fixer Lord Goodman and the story finally exploded.

Unbelievably, considering how many people knew about the Jeremy and Norman story, everybody continued to try to brazen it out. The hit man claimed that Norman had been trying to blackmail him – David Holmes, Jeremy’s mate, later admitted that Goodman had come up with the plan to claim that Norman was trying to blackmail both Jeremy and Newton. Holmes also offered to pay Newton after his trial if Newton kept his and Jeremy’s name out of it. Marcia Williams, Harold Wilson’s infamous Secretary, begged Wilson to save Jeremy. Wilson made a statement in the House suggesting that BOSS, the South African security services, were behind Jeremy’s troubles on the grounds that they wanted to smear Jeremy because of his anti-apartheid stance. George Thomas, the newly appointed speaker, was most friendly towards Jeremy and discouraged some right wing Tories who tried to ask embarrassing questions.  It was revealed that in 1974 after seeing the dossier on Scott sent by Tim Kiegwin, Thatcher had stated that she had no intention of ‘smearing’ Jeremy.

The Mirror discovered that it was David Holmes who had purchased the incriminating letters of Norman’s from Roger Gleadle – Holmes had a meeting with the DPP and a statement was prepared on his behalf by David Freeman, the PM’s Press Solicitor. Holmes claimed that Wilson vetted the statement.

Goodman advised Jeremy to receive Sir Harold Evans, the editor of The Sunday Times and The Sunday Times subsequently published a number of articles sympathetic to Jeremy.

Newton’s trial in Exeter opened on the same day that Harold Wilson resigned and the announcement that Princess Margaret was to divorce. Not only was Margaret still a mate of Jeremy’s, but she would have consulted Wilson over her announcement. It has been suggested that Wilson timed his resignation to detract from both the Royal Divorce and Newton’s trial.

At Newton’s trial the prosecuting counsel was Lewis Hawser QC – an old friend of Jeremy’s. It is alleged that Hawser consulted with the Attorney General and Lord Goodman before the trial. Newton was found guilty – the maximum possible sentence was twenty years. He received two. But he must have still been disappointed – Jeremy’s friends had told him that people in high places would ensure that he would not go to prison. Hawser’s other high points included conducting the review of the case of James Hanratty in 1974 on the orders of Home Secretary Roy Jenkins – Hawser found the conviction to be safe – and defending Brian Field, the Brains behind the Great Train Robbery.

Most of the Liberal Party just wanted rid of Jeremy but he refused to go and no-one would put the boot in. The rest of the shithouse supported him in his time of need – Michael Foot believed that an ‘indiscretion’ was all that had occurred and Jeremy and Marion were guests at HM the Queen’s 50th birthday party at Windsor. Jeremy tried to stop the police from returning Norman’s documents to Norman by asking a friend of his to tell the police that Norman posed a threat to Jeremy.

Jeremy finally stood down as leader and David Steel was elected. Jeremy was appointed the Liberals Foreign and Commonwealth Spokesman which involved working with the newly appointed Foreign Secretary, Dr Death. Dr Death and Jeremy really got on well together – as they had done previously.

Two BBC reporters began researching for a book about Jeremy and Norman – Jeremy tried to stop publication of the book (he had successfully persuaded Penguin to withdraw another book about the case). The Director General of the BBC Sir Charles Curran was ‘supportive’ of the book – but the reporters were then given new BBC contracts depriving them of control of their material. So they left the BBC. Jeremy and Lord Goodman then tried to persuade Harold Wilson to withdraw his co-operation from the ex-BBC reporters.

Eventually on August 4 1978 Jeremy and three others were charged with conspiring to kill Norman. Jeremy was also charged with having incited David Holmes to murder Norman in 1969. Lord Avebury stood surety for Jeremy’s bail. Jeremy refused to resign from his seat – he even got the date of his next Court hearing postponed to fit in with his election campaigning, although Callaghan then changed his mind about calling an election.

A Defence Fund to help Jeremy with his legal costs was set up by Lord Lloyd Kilgerran. James Goldsmith donated 5k. Jeremy’s solicitor David Napley hired George Carman, whom Jeremy had known at university. Carman had been working on the Northern Circuit alongside a few other members of the shithouse, including Justice Cantley who presided over Jeremy’s trial at the Old Bailey. After his death, Carman’s son wrote a book in which he exposed Carman as a ferocious wife-beater, a drunk and a gambler. He claimed that when Carman worked in Manchester he spent much time boozing with criminals, prostitutes and generally questionable people. Jeremy’s mate David Holmes who was so instrumental in the plans to dispose of Norman was based in Manchester. The discussions with the hit man were alleged to have taken place in the Imperial Hotel in Blackpool. Carman came from Blackpool. Carman also had a secret gay life.

One of Jeremy’s co-defendants, George Deakin, was represented by Gareth Williams QC, later Lord Williams of Mostyn. Williams later became Attorney General under a Labour Gov’t. He represented Gordon Anglesea when Anglesea successfully sued for libel after he was accused of sexually abusing boys in care in north Wales. Williams originated from north Wales. Another co-defendant, John Le Mesurier, was represented by Denis Cowley QC. Cowley had stood as a Liberal candidate twice and was a barrister based in Nottingham on the Midland and Oxford Circuit. He was a Recorder of the Crown Court and in 1984 was appointed to the Mental Health Appeal Tribunal.

The forewoman of the jury at the Old Bailey was Celia Kettle-Williams, a member of the Liberal Party and an admirer of Jeremy.

I have mentioned that barely anyone in the West Country believed in Jeremy’s innocence. A lot of Tories were frank in their opinion that he was a total degenerate. Auberon Waugh – who lived in west Somerset – stood in the General Election (which was held just before the main trial opened at the Old Bailey in 1979) as the Dog Lovers candidate, in tribute to Norman’s murdered dog Rinka. Waugh placed an election address in the Spectator – Jeremy sought an injunction preventing Waugh from disseminating this address and the Master of the Rolls Lord Denning, who had been a mate of Jeremy’s for decades, obliged.

Jeremy lost north Devon at the election and for the first time in decades it became Tory. He was subsequently acquitted as were his co-defendants. He tried to continue in public life and very nearly succeeded too. He was persona non-grata in the Liberal Party but the rest of high society continued to embrace him. The only thing that really stopped him making a come-back was that he developed Parkinsons.

Numerous matters emerged in the trial suggesting that Jeremy and his circle – and indeed the political class and the ‘establishment’ as a whole – were actually far, far worse than anyone had ever suspected. People had blackmailed and defrauded each other like there was no tomorrow and had lied and swindled until the cows came home. Just about the only person in the Court room who hadn’t been involved in the most dreadful conduct was Norman Scott. Which was probably why he’d nearly ended up dead.

Reading Bloch’s book I concluded that Jeremy got away scot free for exactly the same reasons that Dafydd et al have – although absolutely everybody knew how serious their criminality was, so many of their peers were doing or had done equally offensive things that no-one dared cross their paths.

Whilst Jeremy was destroying Norman and conducting conversations regarding the best method of killing him, another political sex scandal blew up, involving Lord Lambton the Conservative defence Minister. Lord Lambton had been caught smoking joints in bed with call-girls. He resigned although he was quite upfront about it all. Lord Lambton was declared the lowest form of life on earth and was subsequently interviewed by Robin Day, who wore his characteristic bow tie and ludicrous expression and spat at Lord Lambton something along the lines of: you are a peer of the realm and a rich cultured man. Why do you have to have sex with a ‘WHORE???’ To which Lord Lambton responded ‘well I like a bit of variety, don’t you?’ That was the end for Lord Lambton. Who had not assaulted minors or anyone against their will, who had not accused the victim of their assaults of blackmailing them and who had not tried to have anybody murdered. Robin Day was a good friend of Jeremy Thorpe. And a high profile member of the Liberal Party. But it was Lord Lambton who copped it for getting stoned with consenting adults, in much the same way that Frank Bough was kicked out of the BBC after the cocaine and prostitutes revelations but Jimmy Savile remained friends with Royalty and senior Tories until the day that he died.

Other friends who supported Jeremy included William Rees-Mogg (who attempted to launch a ‘coalition of the centre’ with him), his close friend Clement Freud, his long-term friend Lord Hailsham and his childhood friend from Lloyd George’s circle, Jean Trumpington.

Jack Straw also knew about Jeremy and Norman. Joe Haines stated that at one point Harold Wilson called for a summary of the saga of Norman’s NI card from Gov’t sources – the task was undertaken by Jack Straw in his capacity as Barbara Castle’s policy advisor at the DHSS. In 2002, when Straw was Home Secretary, he maintained that he didn’t know that this report was for use against Thorpe.






My Response To An Invitation…

A follower of this blog recently drew my attention to the blog of Cathy Fox. Cathy blogs virtually exclusively about child sexual abuse, but because of the nature of her research, her blog has also touched on abuse in the mental health services and corruption in medical and legal circles. Cathy’s blog can be found here https://cathyfox.wordpress.com/

Cathy has asked me whether I would write something about child sexual abuse and institutional corruption on this blog, because she has noticed that although my primary concern is with abuse and failure in the mental health services, some of my research and writing has touched on child sexual abuse. I was aware of this overlap when I first started this blog, but I did not intend to really stray into the area of child sexual abuse per se, because it is an enormous field and the waters are very muddy – indeed it is fairly obvious that they have been muddied deliberately. However, I think that Cathy is right and the links between child sexual abuse and abuses in mental health care are much stronger than I initially thought. For a very long time I thought that the main problem was an institutionally corrupt mental health system which happened to be picking up a lot of people who had been sexually abused because people to whom this has happened tend to end up very distressed and are then pointed in the direction of the mental health services. Then I became aware of just how rampant sexual abuse is in the children’s ‘care’ services and it does rather look as though by the late 70s, huge swathes of the UK children’s services had been infiltrated by organised paedophile rings with links to criminals prepared to do some very unpleasant things to anyone who dared raise concerns about what was going on. I was always struck by how many people I met in the mental health system who grew up in ‘care’ – I previously just attributed this to the ‘care’ system being appalling and the very poor outcomes of people who had experienced it. However it seems that people like Cathy believe that people subjected to institutional sexual abuse as children are being actively diverted into the mental health system in order that they may be discredited or indeed destroyed. My observations over the past thirty years in north Wales suggest that is indeed true. There are those like me however who were not subjected to institutional child sexual abuse but who were also subjected to attempts from a corrupt mental health system to destroy us because we had witnessed abuse in psychiatry and wouldn’t shut up about it. It seems that once psychiatry has decided that someone needs silencing, the methods that it uses to achieve this are fairly universal and as this blog has previously detailed in great depth, there is a UK-wide network of corrupt professional people working in law and medicine, some of whom are occupying positions at the very pinnacle of those professions, who will collude to discredit and even imprison people whom they know are raising genuine concerns and have not committed the crimes of which they have been accused. Previous blog posts have named the people who did this in my own case and explained the ways in which they co-ordinated their activities. If they did this to me, they will have done this to other people.

The one thing that I notice looking at what happened to me in retrospect is how absolutely nobody felt able to challenge these people, although many people undoubtedly knew that things were not as they should be. There is a culture of what someone whom I was talking to a few weeks ago called ‘dangerous deference’ in the NHS and it is lethal. It means that if you are a member of staff and someone in a more senior position tells you to make a statement to the police about a patient that you know is not true, you still go ahead and do it. In my travels through the mental health system I encountered scores of people who were lying callous scumbags who had no problem perjuring themselves – but I also know of at least three people who I was told were forced to make statements to the police about me by their seniors who really did not want to. Such is the regime that they worked in that they didn’t dare refuse, although to be fair to them they seemed to have tried to have landed me in as little shit as they possibly could. I only know of one member of staff during that thirty years, the man whom I have called on this blog ‘the Hergest Unit whistleblower’, who consistently stood up to the regime, who never lied when he was told to and who constantly raised concerns when he witnessed abuse and neglect. And God did his colleagues hate him. But even the Hergest whistleblower, who was always frank in his opinion that something was very wrong with UK psychiatry and that care was really very poor, had no idea what people were trying to do to me to shut me up until I shared the documents that I recently acquired with him – indeed I didn’t know the depths to which these people were sinking myself. So I doubt that most people working on the ground in the system do realise how deep the rot goes – and the rot is now huge, encompassing the Third Sector, the private healthcare sector and healthcare research in universities, as detailed in previous blog posts.

One reason why I never picked up on the importance of child sexual abuse in what I was seeing in the way that perhaps I should have, was that there have been some false allegations made, and indeed some very lurid ones, that I really do have great difficulty believing. I was well aware of what happens to some children in institutional settings such as children’s homes, schools, Scout packs, hospitals and churches and I also believe that there have been some very high profile people in public life who have abused children. But I did find it very difficult to believe some of the allegations that arose out of the ‘Satanic panic’ in the 90s – I still find it difficult to believe the more lurid allegations that the likes of Ted Heath attended Satanic orgies. However I do think it highly likely that something very unpleasant has happened to the people making these allegations and I know that there are some very odd people around who do and say some strange things to silence or terrify people whom they have abused. It is at this point that we arrive at the muddying of the waters – deliberately.

One of the people who actually fired the starting gun for the Satanic panic of the late 80s/90s – in which it is now accepted that completely innocent people were accused of some very serious offences and children were wrongly taken into care and sometimes suffered very greatly as a result – was a ‘therapist’ based in north Wales no less. She was an evangelical Christian who was so certain in her belief that groups of Satanists were busy across the whole of the UK sacrificing people in orgies and gorging themselves on the blood of babies whom they had murdered, that she began holding seminars and lectures for other therapists, social workers and healthcare professionals in order to ‘train’ them in spotting the signs of Satanic abuse. This woman did not seem to have any evidence at all of such Satanic activities – there were no photos, no recordings, no witnesses brought forward, no bodies of the sacrificed produced – but she knew that it was happening and managed to convince a lot of other people that it was happening too. I have met plenty of therapists and health and social care professionals who do not critically interrogate what they are told in ‘training’ – if they are sent on a ‘training session’ with an ‘expert’, everything tends to get swallowed without question. They also are unable to think critically about ‘research’. I remember sitting in the Hergest Unit some years ago listening to three nurses discussing the results of some (notoriously dreadful) ‘research’, which had ‘shown’ that people who developed Alzheimers had displayed unpleasant personality traits when they were younger. These three nurses discussed in detail how ‘interesting’ it was that this had been ‘proven’ and how it made sense really because they’d felt that some of the Alzheimers patients that they’d ‘nursed’ ‘weren’t very nice’. You could have put that lot in front of an ‘expert’ who told them that ‘nursing science’ had ‘proved’ that the moon was made out of cheese and they’d have believed it. So it is entirely possible that people attending ‘training’ in Satanic abuse were convinced that this was indeed happening all over the place. Furthermore the ‘signs’ of Satanic abuse were a bit like the ‘symptoms’ of ‘borderline personality disorder’ – rather vague and flexible, encompassing many features of many people who are in some distress. In children, the ‘signs’ of Satanic abuse seemed to be simply that stage of behaviour that many children pass through – making up fantasies, being frightened of ghosts, an interest in ‘rude’ bits of the body. Well I can remember being frightened of ghosts, creating a rich fantasy life and finding bums and willies hilarious but I was categorically never abused by Satanists.

But think about this. The ‘expert’ in Satanic abuse was actually based in an area of the UK where we now know that a vicious paedophile ring was running rampant and had it’s tentacles in just about every corner of the health and welfare system. The same geographical region had a mental health service where the most terrible things were happening to patients. One thing that I have learnt about the mental health services and social services is that if you uncover their malpractice, they will make False Allegations against you. And those false allegations often involve allegations that you are ‘dangerous’ – especially ‘to children’. And if you are male, allegations of dubious sexual practices will be made, indeed allegations that you’re a paedophile (please see blog post ‘A Nasty, Ludicrous Poison Pen Letter’). Mud like that sticks, because people are so anxious about people who really are dangerous or paedophiles. Which brings me back to the deliberate muddying of the waters – I know that people concealing the activities of a gang of dangerous paedophiles in north Wales were discrediting people who dared complain about them by telling everyone else that the complainants were dangerous paedophiles! I imagine that the presence of a woman on their doorstep who was an ‘expert’ in Satanic abuse was manna from heaven to them.

I was not aware of any accusations made against people in north Wales of Satanic abuse in the 90s, which surprised me in view of how some of the mental health professionals conducted themselves. But it seems that it did happen, but not to people whom I knew. In 2000 I had a conversation with a man involved in social work education who had worked both as a psychiatric nurse and latterly as an independent social worker in north Wales. He was a good deal brighter than a lot of others in those positions and he undoubtedly knew of local practices. He used to frame himself as a liberator of oppressed mental health patients and he was particularly interested in my history. He told me an interesting story, as an example of how he defended two people against the excesses of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. He stated that he had been called out, in his capacity as an independent social worker, to assess a middle aged brother and sister who lived in a remote dilapidated building ‘with an open sewer in the sitting room’. The sister had epilepsy and the brother had learning difficulties and they had until recently been cared for by elderly parents who had now died. The brother and sister weren’t good at speaking, but welfare professionals had managed to establish that the brother had admitted hitting his sister, which had caused injuries to her face. The welfare professionals had called this independent social worker in because they suspected Satanic abuse and wanted to admit the sister to Denbigh as a voluntary patient ‘for her own protection’. Now the story that the independent social worker told me was that he saw straight through the bullshit and discovered that the brother had hit his sister when she had fitted to ‘bring her around’, as he had picked up that you do this by slapping someone on the face – because he was learning disabled, he didn’t quite get the bigger picture. The independent social worker explained to me that he insisted that BOTH of these people should be admitted to Denbigh, but not as voluntary patients, they should be sectioned. His explanation for this was that if somebody is sectioned, their case has to be reviewed, but not if they are a voluntary patient – and as this couple were learning disabled, they would not understand how to discharge themselves and could languish in Denbigh for years. At the time, I took this story as it had been presented to me – a tale of a more capable man defending two very vulnerable people from being incarcerated in Denbigh without limit of time by dipsticks who believed that they had encountered a case of Satanic abuse.

But over the following years I discovered something interesting about this man. He was not quite what he seemed. I found out that he knew of the most terrible abuses – including those happening at Prestwood Homes (please see previous blog posts for details of the abuses at this monstrous organisation) – yet he was another person who was keeping very quiet about it. He also knew that some very inappropriate people were qualifying as social workers on the course on which he taught, but I never found any indication that he’d raised concerns about this. He is now a leading light in MIND in north Wales – that is the MIND that has colluded for years with the serious abuses in the mental health services. I have wondered recently whether this man was yet someone else who cultivated me in an attempt to find out exactly how much I knew/what I had witnessed in the mental health services. I have also begun to re-interpret his story about defending the brother and sister. It is true that in a system that was functioning properly and following the law, this man could have defended that couple’s interests by sectioning them and thus ensuring that their cases would be reviewed. But we know that Denbigh did not follow the law – people were illegally incarcerated out there and left to rot, sometimes for many years. The staff at Denbigh were past masters at ensuring that problematic people disappeared within the system. They weren’t going to follow legal procedures in the case of two learning disabled people who could barely talk with no living relatives to ask questions – and the independent social worker would have known this. When he sectioned that couple he would have known that he was banging them up for life. Why he did this I do not know. But then I don’t know why his colleagues were levelling allegations of Satanic abuse at them and requesting that they be carted off to Denbigh as voluntary patients.

This was a prime example of how unclear the waters are. Someone whom I always considered to be head and shoulders above his lame colleagues was simply a lot brighter and knew how to work an abusive system and conceal what was happening within better than they did. He didn’t have any truck with delusions of Satanic panics – but he shafted the people whom that allegation had been levelled at much more effectively.

About five years after this conversation, I encountered notions of Satanic abuse in north Wales again. I had a conversation with a very flaky exploitative therapist who was completely out of his depth anyway, who absolutely reassured me that Satanic abuse was happening right on my doorstep in north Wales, as well as throughout the rest of the UK, and that Westminster politicians were involved. He was a member of the notoriously dodgy organisation RAINS (Ritual Abuse Information Network System) and swore that politicians in Westminster were murdering scores of people in the House itself no less. When I asked him what they were doing with the bodies, he told me that they ‘ground up the bones’ with power tools. From what I’ve seen of the sort of middle aged to elderly not very fit people who work as Westminster politicians, I very much doubt that any of them would have the physical strength to be murdering dozens of people and then wielding the power tools to destroy all traces of the corpses. They’d be too busy getting drunk in the Commons bar and fiddling their expenses to even bother. This man busied himself providing therapy to patients who had been horrendously abused by the Hergest Unit and subsequently believed that they suffered from ‘Dissociative Identity Disorder’ (details of this man’s other activities can be read in my post ‘Counselling, Caring and A Bit of Identity Fraud…’), so there will have been much confusion all round. But there was complete confusion anyway, because at the same time that mental health staff were categorically denying that the likes of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones was sexually exploiting patients, they were telling some patients that they had been sexually abused when those patients were maintaining that they had not. I personally know three patients of the Hergest Unit who were simply repeatedly told in therapy sessions that they had been sexually abused when these patients had no memory at all of such events. The patients involved were told that they had ‘repressed’ the memories and were positively encouraged to make allegations against family members. When one revealed that two relatives had been sexually confused and aggressive, but still maintained that she could not remember anything specific she was praised for coming so near to making a ‘disclosure’. Interestingly enough, all these patients had been labelled as being ‘very difficult’ by the Hergest Unit. A number of the mental health professionals involved were undoubtedly abusive themselves and I know that they were lying on oath about patients who had complained in order to secure convictions against them. However one of the professionals involved was I think genuinely convinced that these patients had been sexually abused – this person worked with many patients who had been subjected to sexual aggression and was actually very good at it, I think that certainly in the case of one patient a genuine misjudgement had been made. I have previously blogged about the young woman who was considered a ‘real problem’ by the mental health services because she refused to make a statement accusing her father of sexually abusing her – she was eventually declared to be ‘untreatable’ by the Hergest Unit and died in Ysbyty Gwynedd a few years ago, allegedly from alcoholism, but not before sending a suicide note to her closest friend (please see post ‘The Commissioning of ‘Parabl’ – and Yet More History’ for further details).

So in the face of the ‘services’ conducting themselves in this manner, it is easy to see why there is so much confusion regarding institutional child sexual abuse – the people who are doing it are the same people who are controlling the health and welfare services. Chuck in institutionalised corruption in law and medicine, as well as a healthy supply of ‘expert witnesses’ prepared to lie in Court as previously detailed on this blog and everyone else being far too frightened to blow the whistle when they suspect that neglect or abuse might be happening and we have a nightmare. No-one knows which professionals can be believed or trusted and no-one knows whether the ‘research’ that is used to underpin arguments has been fabricated or not. I am wondering if that is why the Metropolitan Police felt obliged to spend millions on what would seem to be some very questionable investigations – but of course, there is police corruption involved as well, so where does that leave us?

The situation is a nightmare – which is probably why the far-reaching National Inquiry into child sexual abuse currently chaired by Alexis Jay is falling apart, with successive Chairs resigning and barristers and survivors walking out. I am sympathetic to the Shirley Oaks Survivors, who have just given up on the whole thing and published their own account, naming the guilty parties – they make the point that they cannot have faith in an inquiry Chaired by a social worker when it was social workers that abused them. Professor Alexis Jay has probably never molested anyone in her life, but she has reached the top of a profession where the sexual abuse of children and the concealment of it was so endemic for so many years that I think it highly improbable that she did not turn a blind eye on at least one occasion at some point in her career. I think it was the Shirley Oaks Survivors who wanted Michael Mansfield to Chair the Inquiry – and Michael Mansfield wanted to do it. But gosh no, one gets the impression that the Government will appoint just about anyone before they appoint Michael Mansfield, who does have a track record of uncovering some very unpleasant activities on the part of the State. But Michael Mansfield remains a conundrum as well – some of his former pupils and colleagues such as Vera Baird have gone on to effectively prevent the very people whom they claim to be working on behalf of from accessing justice (please see blog post ‘Sisters Are Indeed Doing It For Themselves…’), whereas another colleague of his, Barbara Hewson, looks suspiciously as though she may be under attack from some very dark forces (please see post ‘A Controversial Barrister’). I made contact with Michael Mansfield myself many years ago, regarding the activities of the north Wales mental health services. He did write back, but it was an interesting reply – he simply wrote ‘It is always good to have support’. Was Michael Mansfield busy, deluged by fan mail from well-wishers or people having a hard time? It is very likely. But then he might just be someone else who saw the words ‘psychiatry, social work, north Wales’ and decided that he wasn’t touching this with a barge pole. I had a very similar response from Tony Benn – I wrote to him much more recently than I wrote to Michael Mansfield, because I was told that Tony Benn had a good track record on disability issues and he had personally been very supportive of a mental health campaigner that I knew. He replied very quickly, simply saying ‘sorry, mental health is not my area’. It’s those words again – ‘psychiatry, social work, north Wales’ – they seem to have a powerful effect on an awful lot of otherwise fearless campaigners…

One thing I remember about Tony Benn is that before he died, he was treated at St Thomas’s Hospital. An awful lot of Westminster politicians receive treatment from St Thomas’s because it is the ‘local’ hospital for Parliament. I also seem to remember that when Ralph Miliband died the Milibands held his memorial service somewhere in St Thomas’s. This is of course the same St Thomas’s who trained a severely mentally ill, violent, abusive psychiatrist who subsequently worked at the Hergest Unit, although it was patently obvious that he was a completely unsuitable person for a career in medicine even before he applied to St Thomas’s Medical School (please see post ‘Buying Bruised Apples and Other Worrying Character Traits’).

One e mail conversation that Cathy Fox and I had before she suggested that I write a post about institutionalised child sex abuse concerned the failure of the mainstream media to publish anything about the corruption in legal and medical circles that props up institutionalised child sexual abuse and abuse in the mental health system. You will not find any details there, although Cathy, me and others are blogging about it extensively and naming the people involved having obtained documentary evidence. The only publication who has ever really gone anywhere near it is Private Eye. I approached Private Eye some years ago with documentary evidence of serious criminality in the north Wales mental health services which was easily enough to have given them a real scoop – although I’ve now got even more evidence – but they chose not to publish it. I always wondered why – could it possibly have been the words that strike terror into the heart of everyone again, ‘psychiatry, social work, north Wales’? Then I saw Ian Hislop interviewed after Gordon Anglesea was finally convicted of child sexual abuse. Gordon Anglesea had of course famously won a libel case against the Eye back in the 90s – because they had accused him of child sexual abuse. Ian Hislop wasn’t cracking open the champagne when Anglesea was jailed though – he looked rather sombre and observed that the saddest thing about all this was that the witness whom the story had been based on killed himself after Anglesea won the case. It was assumed that the trauma of ‘not being believed’ had caused him to commit suicide. That witness was Mark Humphreys. His body was found hanged in the stairwell of the block of flats in Wrexham where he lived. Now if I wanted to hang myself and I had a choice between the privacy of my own flat upstairs or the stairwell, I’d choose to do it in my own flat. A stairwell is a public place where allsorts of people come and go. And if I’d just given evidence against a member of a vicious paedophile ring with criminal contacts all over north Wales as well as mycelia reaching as far as the police, the social services, the medical profession, the legal profession and local politicians, I think I’d be spending as much time as possible safely locked in my flat upstairs. Who knows what might happen to you if you spent too much time elsewhere – even in the stairwell.

No wonder Private Eye didn’t publish the evidence that I’d given them. They might have been concerned that my body too would have been found hanging in a stairwell in the wake of me being overcome by the world not believing what is completely fucking self-evident. So I’m blogging about it instead. Not that I am worried about being called a liar by Dafydd et al – I have nearly 10,000 pages of documentation now as evidence. Should my lifeless body turn up somewhere no, it will not have been a case of goodbye cruel world. So Dewi Pritchard Jones and co will have to conjure up some other unlikely explanation to explain away my death.