A Discovery Of Witches

After blogging about Hilary Benn and his links to those we know and love in my post ‘Badlands’, I mentioned that if I had time I’d blog about two of those who had helped Hilary’s career. The two people whom I was thinking of are Richard Corbett and Ian McCartney.

Richard Corbett shares Hilary’s constituency office in Leeds. Richard Graham Corbett is the MEP for Yorkshire and Humber and the Labour Leader in the European Parliament. Corbett represented Merseyside West, 1996-99, (under the system that predated the present proportional representation regional system); he then represented Yorkshire and the Humber, 1999-2009 and Yorkshire and the Humber again after being re-elected in 2014.

So Richard Corbett was elected as MEP for Merseyside West in the year that William Hague announced the Waterhouse Inquiry and Corbett remained in the seat for most of the duration of that Inquiry. Dafydd and the gang’s empire included Merseyside (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’) and they were colluding with Liverpool City Council, including members of Militant. John Hamilton, the Leader of Liverpool City Council when Derek Hatton was Deputy Leader and havoc prevailed in Liverpool, was seriously injured in a house fire in Jan 2000, the month before the Waterhouse Report was published. John Hamilton knew about Dafydd’s influence on Merseyside and the crime empire. Hamilton had a particular interest in schools/education. See post ‘I Warn You…’ for further information about John Hamilton.

Corbett is Vice-Chair of the European Movement in the UK and sits on the executive committee of the Labour Movement for Europe. 

Between January 2010 and February 2014, Corbett was an adviser to the first full-time and long-term President of the European Council, Herman Van Rompuy. In this capacity and as a frequent writer and commentator on European affairs, on 14 Nov 2012 Corbett was voted by a panel of retired diplomats, journalists, academics and think-tankers as the fourth most influential Briton on EU policy, ahead of the PM and the High Representative of the EU for Foreign Affairs and Security Policy, Baroness Ashton. 

When Catherine Ashton was appointed as the EU’s first High Representative of the Union for Foreign Affairs and Security Policy in Nov 2009, some elements in the right wing UK media were fuming about the power that a virtually unknown woman had been given without most of the UK public even being aware of this. The anger was constructed by some as the ranting of Little Englanders, but they did have a point. Very few people in the UK knew who Ashton was, they had definitely not elected her and they had very little idea of the enormous influence that she would be wielding. Huge swathes of the UK public take little interest in the European Parliament, the turnout in EU elections is low and furthermore the structures of the EU Parliament are really only fully understood by the few people who’s work is linked to the EU Parliament.  Since I began researching for this blog, I have become acutely aware of just how many MEPs were involved in colluding with Dafydd and the linked gangs – pan-European trafficking gangs. That should worry everyone. There has been much publicity given to the European ‘gravy train’, but there are public figures who assisted trafficking gangs who have sat, or are sitting, in the EU Parliament wielding huge power.

Consider this:

Woy Jenkins, President of the European Commission, 1977-81; Leon Brittan, Vice-President of the European Commission, 1999; The Windbag, Vice-President of the European Commission, European Commissioner for Administrative Reform, 1999-04; Baroness Glenys Windbag, Labour MEP, 1994-09; Beata Brookes, Conservative MEP, 1979-89.

These are just five people who over decades concealed the organised abuse of children and vulnerable people and were personal friends of many others who did so. There are many more sitting in the EU Parliament with biographies just as shameful.

As for Catherine Ashton, she has passed through many of the bodies which were peopled by paedophiles’ friends of a left wing variety, including Bedford College, London; CND, 1977-83; Central Council for Education and Training in Social Work, 1983; National Council for One Parent Families. Ashton Chaired the Health Authority in Hertfordshire, 1998-2001. Blair gave Ashton a peerage in 1999, just before the publication of the Waterhouse Report.

In June 2001 Ashton was appointed a junior Minister in the DES. In 2002 Ashton became Minister responsible for Sure Start in the DES. In north Wales, Sure Start was used as a recruiting ground for tame social work students – all those vulnerable young women who genuinely wanted to work in the caring professions, but who’s difficult personal histories were known to the paedophile gang and their friends and were used to threaten them into silence once they qualified…

Baroness Ashton was a Minister in the DES when there was an attempt to strike me off the teaching register after the paedophile gang tried to frame me for ‘threatening to kill’ an NHS manager. The charges were withdrawn on the first day of the trial and I was instead convicted of the lowest category of a public order offence – for telling the secretary of Alun Davies, the NHS manager in question, that he was a fat idiot. See post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’. A junior Minister – not Ashton – cleared my name and he was then named in the media as having ‘allowed paedophiles’ to remain on the teaching register no less. The DES subsequently wrote to me telling me that if I ever wanted to teach again I’d have to be passed as being ‘medically fit’ to do so. For not being a paedophile and having not been convicted of threats to kill on the basis of the perjury and conspiracy of those who would be trusted with deciding whether I was now ‘medically fit’….

In September 2004, Baroness Ashton was appointed a junior Minister in the Dept for Constitutional Affairs, with responsibilities including the National Archives and Public Guardianship Office. Ashton was sworn of the Privy Council in 2006 and she became a junior Minister at the new Ministry of Justice in May 2007. By which time I was once more being arrested for ludicrous reasons at the behest of the paedophiles’ friends, who were also threatening me and other witnesses in public. There was no investigation into any of it.

In 2006 Cathy Ashton won the ‘Politician of the Year’ award at the annual Stonewall Awards, made to those who had a positive impact on the lives of British LGBT people. This was a woman who had by now done many favours for a paedophile/trafficking gang who targeted underaged boys in particular.

On 28 June 2007, PM Gordon Brown appointed Ashton to the Cabinet as Leader of the Lords and Lord President of the Council. One function of the Lord President of the Council is to act as the visitor for Bangor University. So Ashton was in that role when chaos was breaking out at Bangor, with obvious attempts to undermine the then VC, accompanied by plots to plant fallacious stories about him in the media and to frame him for a criminal offence, to ensure that ‘he went’.

A close friend of the then VC of Bangor University was the junior Minister who, some five years before, had cleared my name.

So Cathy and Gordon, what was going on? I have 10,000 documents with me demonstrating serious organised crime, people died unnecessarily at the hands of the Top Docs who had facilitated the paedophile gang in north Wales/Cheshire and innocent people were having their careers and lives ruined.

I think that Blair and Gordon might need more than a meal at The Granita to extract them from this heap of crap.

Catherine Ashton is married to Peter Kellner, President of YouGov, who is always mouthing off in the ‘New Statesman’.

Ashton was instrumental in steering the EU’s Treaty of Lisbon through the UK Parliament’s upper chamber. In Jan 2017 she was appointed as the Chancellor of Warwick University, the University’s first female Chancellor. I would like to think that Cathy was also Warwick’s first Chancellor to have assisted organised abuse, but she isn’t. Warwick has a long tradition of such Events, dating back as far as the appointment of the first Chancellor, Viscount Cyril Radcliffe, who came from Denbighshire (see post ‘Comedies Of Menace’).

 

Here’s Catherine Ashton with a big admirer of David Miliband, one of Uncle Harry’s nephews:

You’d better keep Bill under lock and key, Hillary, Rachel Webb is in hot pursuit (see post ‘Badlands’)….
Hilary Benn’s colleague Richard Corbett was born in Southport, Lancashire, to parents from Wales and London. He attended the primary Farnborough Road School in Southport. When his father was offered a post as a statistician at the World Health Organisation, the family moved to Geneva and Corbett attended the International School of Geneva (attended at the time mostly by children from UN Agencies in Geneva).

Corbett then studied at Trinity College, Oxford, where he was the Secretary of the Labour Club and Chairman of the Oxford Committee for Europe. He co-ordinated the Oxford student ‘Yes’ campaign in the 1975 EEC referendum.  

Corbett later did a PhD in political science at Hull University. A number of the current generation of Labour politicians went to Hull University, come of whom were active in Labour politics there, such as Tom Watson and David Hanson. Tom is someone who knows a great deal about Dafydd’s empire (see previous posts). David Hanson is the Labour MP for Delyn in north Wales and was a Cheshire County Councillor when Dafydd and the gang were operating through the Social Services in north Wales and Cheshire. David is married to Margaret Hanson, who was also a Cheshire Councillor, as well as a family and children’s social worker for Cheshire Social Services. She is now the Vice-Chairman of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. David Hanson was appointed as Blair’s PPS in 2001, once the Waterhouse Report was safely published and the initial outcry over the cover-up had died down. See post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part II’ for more details regarding David Hanson and other posts for accounts of Margaret’s excesses.

There was of course a trafficking ring operating in the Yorkshire region for many years. The sort of students at Hull who were active in politics would probably have known at least something about it, even if they didn’t realise the enormity of what was going on.

Richard Corbett’s activities in the European Students at Oxford led on to him being elected first to the youth board of the European Movement in Britain; then to the International Presidency of the youth wing of the European Movement and of the Union of European Federalists, the Young European Federalists (JEF), a post which Corbett held from 1979 to 1981.

Corbett was Secretary-General of the European Co-ordination Bureau of International Non-Governmental Youth Organisations, 1977-81, representing youth organisations in the Council of Europe’s European Youth Foundation and European Youth Centre. Corbett also helped to set up the European Youth Forum and represented Western European youth organisations in negotiations with Eastern European organisations pursuant to the Helsinki Treaty (as well as at the World Festival of Youth in Havana in 1978 along with Charles Clarke and Mandy). Corbett worked with Altiero Spinelli MEP on the latter’s proposal for a draft treaty establishing a European Union, adopted by the European Parliament in 1984.

Before being elected as an MEP, Corbett worked in the voluntary sector and as a civil servant, later becoming a policy adviser to and then Deputy Secretary General of the Socialist Group in the European Parliament. He worked on drafting the parts of the treaties of Maastricht and Amsterdam that increased the powers of the Parliament.

In 1992, Corbett was made Ambassador of Goodwill of the US State of Arkansas, by its then Governor Bill Clinton.

Corbett was a member of the European Parliament’s Constitutional Affairs Committee and the spokesman for the Labour Party, as well as the whole of the wider Group of the Party of European Socialists, on European constitutional affairs. In 2006, Corbett was elected Deputy Leader of the European Parliamentary Labour Party, which he remained until the end of his period as an MEP.

In 2003, Corbett’s proposals to re-write the European Parliament’s Rules of Procedure were largely accepted. In 2004–2005, Corbett was the co-rapporteur (with Inigo Mendez de Vigo) for Parliament on the Treaty establishing a constitution for Europe. This report formed the basis of Parliament’s official position on the treaty, which Corbett was invited to present to several national parliaments.

In 2005, Corbett was appointed as Parliament’s negotiator (along with Joseph Daul MEP) to broker a new system of Parliamentary scrutiny over Commission implementing measures (under the previously much-criticised ‘comitology’ procedure), which led to an agreement among the Council of Ministers, the Commission and the Parliament in 2006 giving Parliament the right to veto quasi-legislative implementing measures. This represented a major increase in Parliament’s powers over the Commission.

In 2007–08, Richard Corbett was again co-rapporteur with Inigo Mendez de Vigo for Parliament on the Treaty of Lisbon, which replaced the constitutional treaty after two member states declined to ratify it and was again rapporteur for a new overhaul of Parliament’s procedures in 2009.

Throughout his career, Richard Corbett has been a strong advocate of EU reform and has a particular interest in improving democratic accountability by continuing to increase the European Parliament’s power within the EU institutional system. Professor Juliet Lodge of Leeds University has named Corbett as one of five ‘movers and shakers’ in the European Parliament who ‘have brought the European Parliament from being a mere talking shop to a legislature with genuine power’.

Richard Corbett is a man who knew/knows about Dafydd’s crime empire, has said nothing but has been a busy bee nonetheless.

Richard Corbett has been critical of UKIP and in June 2004, he drew attention, in the Indie, to UKIP links with the BNP in that year’s local elections: ‘In Yorkshire, where both the BNP and UKIP put up candidates, they appear to have come to an arrangement not to stand against one another’.

I’m not sure if Corbett actually had the evidence that there was such an arrangement between UKIP and the BNP, but Concerned Corbett could have mentioned a few other things going on in Bradford which he chose not to. The organised trafficking gangs which were causing havoc for a start. There has now been much publicity regarding their activities, but the media coverage has concentrated on the role of South Asian men in those gangs. Very much less has been said about the role of the Social Services and police colluding with the gangs and nothing at all has been mentioned about the NHS substantially contributing to the problem.

The mental health services in Bradford are scandalously bad and have been so for a very long time. Things got so acutely embarrassing that a few years ago Bradford drummed up much good PR in a very Dafyddesque manner by stressing that one of their clinical psychologists, Dr Rufus May, was a ‘former schizophrenic’. Rufus was profiled in many media outlets and told the world of how when he was a teenager, he had actually been sectioned and forcibly injected, so he Knew What It Was Like. Brown and I had just begun publishing about the north Wales mental health services when Rufus became famous. I e mailed Rufus but did not receive a reply. Rufus’s website currently promotes every bog standard initiative that is required if one is to nail one’s colours to the mast of Service User Empowerment, including Mindfulness, the research fraud perpetrated by Bangor’s very own Professor Mark Williams when Mark Williams worked with Dafydd and the paedophile gang in the late 1980s (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’).

I and my friends know Mark Williams Rufus and most of his patients from the 1980s are now dead.

This will really piss Rufus off, but I am friends with two people who spent their whole working lives in Bradford, in FE and HE. I have some knowledge of what passed/passes for mental healthcare in Bradford and it was a north Wales situation. People begging for care and treatment only to be told to piss off after being diagnosed with ‘borderline personality disorder’ and then their dead bodies being found a few months later. At one point my friends were sending me every newspaper clipping regarding the death of a psych patient in the Bradford area and it was certainly impressive.

My friends lived in Shipley, which is where Richard Corbett lives. Their house had a view of the ‘mental health resources centre’, which, like the ‘mental health resources centre’ in Bangor, was usually closed and when it was open was staffed by people who didn’t give a stuff about the profoundly desperate people who had been ‘referred’ to them. Bodies of Empowered Service Users were turning up everywhere.

Corbett also kept quiet about the high mortality rate among baby girls from the poorest South Asian families, as well as the forced marriages and even honour killings among certain communities in Bradford. Corbett will have known about it all, although the people who were compiling the terrifying stats in the NHS at Bradford were keeping it as quiet as the local politicians were, because they feared that if the BNP got hold of the data they’d use it to their advantage.

The only politician in the area who dared talk about the sexual abuse of teenagers, the forced marriages and the honour killings was Ann Cryer, the Labour MP for Keighley. Anne Cryer was given a really bad time and accused by the rest of the Labour Party of racism. My friends knew Ann and absolutely assured me that she was not racist, she had just found out what was happening to some young women in certain communities in Bradford and was not prepared to keep quiet. It is now admitted that Ann was quite right to be concerned and furthermore Bradford’s health and social care services have now fessed up to the problems resulting from consanguinity and are offering genetic counselling at last. No-one has yet dared admit that among certain South Asian communities in Bradford – not all of them – there is an inexplicably high rate of infant mortality among girls. These matters could have been addressed without providing fodder to the BNP and without beating the South Asian population over the head with a stick, but as ever fuckwittery prevailed with clueless Top Docs and Angels not knowing what to do.

As for racist conduct, there was one Angel tutor in one institution in Bradford who was subjected to such severe racist bullying by her fellow Angel tutors – on one occasion a picture of a monkey was attached to her door by another Angel – that she sued. The institution didn’t dare admit publicly that they had a major problem with Angels of Race Hate, so the matter was settled by giving the target of the racism a Chair in Nursing, even though she did not have anything like the CV required to achieve success in that role. This Dept of Health and Welfare was so troubled that it was known as Health and Warfare by the rest of Bradford.

The balloon went up in Bradford in 2010 with the conviction of the self-styled Crossbow Cannibal Killer aka Stephen Griffiths. Griffiths murdered and dismembered three Bradford sex workers and the remains of one of them was found in a river near Shipley. The media coverage made much of this man’s status as a criminology PhD student, but there were plenty of clues that he was or had been an Empowered Service User. There was a curious absence of detail regarding that and I wasn’t able to find out the identities of the ‘medical experts’ who gave evidence at his trial either.

I was particularly interested in the Crossbow Cannibal Killer, not only because my friends had by then been telling me for some time about the excesses of the mental health services in the Bradford area, but because Dr Robert Kehoe used to practice as a psychiatrist in the area. Kehoe was one of the ‘experts’ who lied and lied about me, Brown and everyone who made a statement detailing the way in which they had witnessed me being treated by the mental health services in north Wales (see post ‘An Expert In Resistant Service Users’). As an added extra in his ‘report’, Kehoe recommended that the Hergest whistleblower should face disciplinary action for ‘colluding’ with me.

One of Kehoe’s business partners had connections to Dr Tony Roberts, one of Dafydd’s colleagues in north Wales and the man who’s dangerous practice and gross negligence Kehoe had been asked to comment on. Tony Roberts is a graduate of Manchester University, having ‘trained’ there when Dafydd’s mate and mentor Dr Bob Hobson reigned over the mental health services at Manchester (see post ‘The Mentor’).

Robert Kehoe is the former Medical Director of an NHS authority in the Bradford area. He resigned after it was found that one of the Angels had been murdering patients by lethal injection. Kehoe set himself up as an expert witness – he’s got a Harley Street practice as well now – and became involved with Cygnet Healthcare, an American private healthcare company. Kehoe was then appointed as Clinical Director of Cygnet, who are now breaking into the UK mental health market big time. Kehoe is now back working as an NHS psychiatrist in Keighley near Bradford as well.

 

Lest readers think that Corbett might have been too busy in Europe to notice these horrors on the doorstep of his permanent residence in Shipley, I’m happy to inform everyone that Corbett has held a number of offices in the UK Labour Party as well as being busy in Europe. As well as being Deputy Leader and, since October 2017, Leader of the European Parliamentary Labour Party (EPLP), Corbett served on the Regional Board for Yorkshire and the Party’s National Policy Forum, a position to which he was re-elected by fellow Labour MEPs in May 2014. He was formerly national Chair of the Labour Movement for Europe and now serves as one of its Labour MEP representatives.

As Leader of the EPLP, Corbett is a member of the NEC of the Labour Party and attends Shadow Cabinet meetings.

Corbett is Vice-Chair of the UK European Movement.

 

Corbett used to live in Saltaire, a village near to Shipley. Corbett helped to campaign for UNESCO World Heritage Status for Saltaire. Saltaire is part of the Shipley electoral ward of the City of Bradford and part of the Parliamentary constituency of Shipley, currently represented by Tory Philip Davies. Philip Davies is very good at angering Labour MPs, particularly female ones. Davies is often to be found demanding things like International Men’s Day when the wimmin are celebrating their own International Day or being obstructive if people are trying to pass legislation protecting women from harassment and suchlike. My Friends In The North told me years ago that Philip Davies was indeed an offensive pain, but Labour wimmin do tend to supply him with ammunition, as do the local authorities on Philip Davies’s home patch, with their combination of corruption and fuckwittery.

Saltaire gaining World Heritage Status may have had something to do with a few other people who lived there as well as Richard Corbett. From 1999 to 2005, Parliamentarians from three chambers all lived in Saltaire – Chris Leslie, a Labour MP in the Commons, Lord Wallace in the Lords and Corbett in the European Parliament.

 

Christopher Michael Leslie has been the Labour Co-operative MP for Nottingham East since 2010. In 2015, between May and September, he served as Shadow Chancellor of the Exchequer in the Shadow Cabinet of Acting Labour leader Harriet. Earlier in his political career, Leslie was the MP for Shipley, 1997-05 and a Minister in the Dept for Constitutional Affairs, from 2001-05. Between 2005 and his 2010 re-election, Leslie worked as the Director of the New Local Government Network think-tank.

Chris Leslie was born in Keighley, near Bradford, attended Bingley Grammar School and then Leeds University, graduating with a Bachelors degree in 1994 and then with an MA in 1996. From 1994 to 1996, Leslie was an office administrator and later a political research assistant in Bradford in 1996–97. He was elected to Parliament a month before his 25th birthday.

Chris Leslie knew about the paedophile/trafficking ring operating in Yorkshire and Savile’s involvement in it, as well as the other health/social care scandals that I have discussed above. 

Leslie gained the seat of Shipley in 1997 when he defeated Marcus Fox, the Chairman of the Conservative 1922 Committee and Shipley’s MP. Marcus Fox was a dreadful old Yorkshire Tory who was elected for Shipley in 1970 and kept quiet about the considerable wrongdoing in Yorkshire by the trafficking ring and their associates. Fox knew Betty Boothroyd from when he was young. Boothroyd, in her capacity as Speaker, silenced Ann Clwyd when in June 1996 Clwyd wanted to raise questions and elicit debate in the Commons about the abuse of children in care in north Wales, in the wake of the Jillings Report (see post ‘The Aftermath Of The Jillings Report – In Parliament’).

Betty Boothroyd’s image is one of a game old bird, the former Tiller Girl who broke a glass ceiling – just like Thatch – by becoming the first women Speaker. Boothroyd actually has done everything possible to protect the most appalling people who have found their way into Parliament, because she clearly prioritised the reputation of Parliament over the lives of the victims of serious crime. It was a really stupid thing to have done Betty and the result is not a pretty sight.

Marcus Fox’s political career began when he was elected to Dewsbury Council in 1956. He served as a Whip under Heath and as a junior Minister under Thatch. Fox became Vice-Chairman of the highly influential 1922 Committee in 1983 and Chairman in 1994.

Sir Edward du Cann, the MP for Taunton, was Chairman of the 1922 Committee, 1973-84. Du Cann was a youthful Tory MP when my grandfather was a Tory activist in Somerset. My grandfather always maintained that du Cann was a crook and indeed it became very obvious indeed by the time that du Cann was middle aged that he was one hell of a crook. After du Cann’s criminality bankrupted him, somehow he bounced back, buggered off to Cypus to make a new life and was able to invest money in yet more business ventures. Du Cann’s fortunes took an unexpected upward turn late in life after du Cann, by then just a politician from the past, gave an interview to the ‘Sunday Herald’, which was published on 18 July 1995. Du Cann explained that he was so pissed off with the Tory Party that he was going to speak out, that he ‘had a lot to tell’ and was ‘going to tell it’. At the time that du Cann was making these threatening noises, John Major’s Gov’t was pushing out all the boats to conceal the crap in north Wales, dirty deals had just been done to give Dafydd an offer that he could not refuse to ‘retire’ and the machine had gone into action behind closed doors to plan a rigged Inquiry into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. Du Cann soon decided that he didn’t have anything to tell after all and died decades later, at a very good age, in affluence and comfort. See post ‘Conference At Cold Comfort Farm’.

Marcus Fox knew about all the Parliamentary scandals under Heath and Thatch, including those which were concealed until recently, such as the Westminster Paedophile Ring and Sir Peter Morrison’s part in it. When ‘Private Eye’ got hold of the story that Cecil Parkinson had made Sara Keays pregnant, they didn’t publish it but instead published a spoof, which claimed that it was Marcus Fox who had made his mistress pregnant. I always presumed that the Eye had done that for a laugh, but I wonder if they were trying to draw attention to something else…

Dafydd had links with the Yorkshire gang and held ‘clinics’ in Yorkshire. As well as holding clinics in Yorkshire, Dafydd was really fleecing someone else in that region. On one occasion, Dafydd was travelling back to Llangefni and he literally stopped at someone’s house for a cup of char – in the past this someone had been a patient of Dafydd’s. Dafydd subsequently sent him a bill for several hundred quid for the ‘consultation’. I do hope that the patient then sent Dafydd an even more enormous bill for the cup of tea.

Shipley was the neighbouring seat to Chris Leslie’s hometown of Keighley, another seat taken by Labour from the Conservatives in Blair’s landslide of 1997. It was Ann Cryer who won Keighley for Labour – the Ann who was then subjected to a campaign of hate for her ‘racism’. Ann’s first husband was killed in a road accident in 1994, when she was in the car with him and her second husband died after they had only been married for a year. I have no idea whether the deaths were suspicious, but Ann did receive death threats herself when she took on the paedophile gang and their friends.

Like so many who helped Blair win his landslide in 1997, both Chris Leslie and Ann knew how serious the problem of organised trafficking was. Blair must have been really pissed off that Ann actually campaigned on the subject instead of keeping her mouth shut and praising the Top Doctors.

Chris Leslie found more favour in Parliament than Ann did. He was appointed PPS to paedophiles’ friend and Blair’s former flat mate Charlie Falconer (see previous posts) for a period of more than three years, which says it all. Leslie held his Shipley seat in 2001, but his majority was reduced by a half.

Leslie became a junior Minister in the Cabinet Office in 2001, after the fuss about the Waterhouse Report being a huge cover-up had died down. In 2002, he was appointed Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State to the Office of the Deputy PM – Prezza, who was the MP for Hull East since 2010 and had also been at Ruskin College when Matt Arnold taught there and Peter Howarth was a student. Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth played leading roles in the north Wales/Cheshire paedophile gang and before that they had been part of the linked gang operating in the north east of England. See post ‘A Study In Tyranny’. Prezza originally came from north Wales. Chris Leslie then moved to spend almost two years as Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State in the Dept for Constitutional Affairs, again working under Charlie Falconer, 2003-05. 

Leslie lost his seat to Philip Davies in 2005. The Labour Party might like to ask themselves why that happened. 

Leslie didn’t stop assisting New Labour just because he was voted out. In 2005, he became the Director of the New Local Government Network, a Blairite think-tank. Leslie led Gordon Brown’s successful and uncontested campaign for the Labour Party leadership in 2007.  

On 14 April 2010, Leslie was selected as the Parliamentary Candidate for Nottingham East in the General Election campaign, after the Labour NEC imposed a shortlist and selection panel following the late resignation of the MP John Heppell, who stepped down due to his wife’s illness.

Chris Leslie  was obviously chosen as a safe pair of hands to follow the safe pair of hands which was John Heppell. Heppell was born in Newcastle-upon-Tyne, went to school locally and also completed FE in the north east. He worked for the NCB, 1964-70 and then relocated to Nottingham to work as a fitter. In 1975, Heppell joined British Rail, where he remained until 1989. He was elected as a Councillor to Nottinghamshire County Council in 1981, served as Deputy Leader, 1989-92 and then stepped down from the Council in 1993. He was elected to the Commons in 1992.

So John Heppell will have known of the corruption and wrongdoing in the NHS in Nottingham that I witnessed and was told about when I worked at the Cancer Research Campaign Labs at Nottingham University in the autumn of 1987 as described in previous posts, as well as the idiocy which constituted the Nottingham Satanic Panic (see previous posts). In my post ‘Jennifer’s Diary’ I described how in 1988, my father’s small, ailing workplace in Somerset was for some inexplicable reason purchased by a businessman based in Nottingham whom no-one in Somerset had ever heard of and who ran a business concerned with a different line of work anyway. The employees in Bridgwater were told to face redundancy or move to Nottingham. My father was the only person who did relocate to Nottingham where he worked in difficult conditions which seriously damaged his health. As father was nearly worked to death, other people in Somerset who knew what had happened/was happening to me at the hands of Dafydd and the gang but kept quiet about it became inexplicably very wealthy after bumping into the degenerate adult offspring of people connected to the Tory Party who befriended them (see post ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’).

Ken Clarke was Heath Secretary when Richard Tennant from Nottingham decided that he was going to purchase the business which employed my father. Ken Clarke was concealing all the crap in north Wales – and at St George’s – that I found out about. Ken Clarke is MP for Rushcliffe in Nottingham and before becoming an MP had worked as a barrister in Nottingham. Ken Clarke had many business interests.

A One Nation Tory Who Went Into Battle With The BMA But Was So Fucking Stupid That He Wouldn’t Work With The One Person Who Would Have Given Him The Evidence To Have Some Of Them Imprisoned:

Official portrait of Mr Kenneth Clarke crop 2.jpg

Now who does that remind me of?

Edwina Hart

It was when Ken of the One Nation, pints, curries, cigars and Hush Puppies joined the Dept of Health that Brown, I and our friends who were witnesses to events in north Wales found our lives particularly disrupted by all those people whom I have now been told were gifts from the security services. I will be blogging more about them soon.

Hilda the Angel: you’ll be delighted to know I can remember everything about Avril the Cider Drinker, Womack and Womack and many more….

I’m quite sad that Hilda was a member of the security services because before she turned weird and made me homeless, she was very entertaining. Particularly when she rang the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and pretended to be a serial killer. They asked her if she ‘wanted to talk to someone’. Sadly Dafydd could not be found, being busy moonlighting in a private clinic somewhere or other.

In 1997, John Heppell was appointed as PPS to Ivor Richard, the then Leader of the Lords. Ivor Richard is a paedophiles’ friend from south Wales who reached high office. Positions occupied by Ivor include the British Ambassador to the UN; European Commissioner for Employment and Social Affairs, 1981-85; Leader of the House and Lord Privy Seal, 1997-98.

In 1985  Richard was appointed Chairman of World Trade Centre Wales Ltd., which tried to attract international investors for Welsh business.  That will have been one of the Tories scams to ‘build business’ in Wales, which, as with the development of Cardiff Bay, will have siphoned billions of pounds of taxpayers’ money into the pockets of a few Tory politicians and their mates (see post ‘Corruption Bay Special’). It was in 1990 that Ivor Richard’s name was included on a list of Labour Party ‘Working Peers’, so presumably that was the work of the Windbag.

Ivor Richard was appointed as Leader of the House by Blair when the Waterhouse Inquiry had just got underway. No wonder the fortunes of Professor Fergus Lowe took such a turn upwards at that time (see post ‘Feet In Chains’) with old Ivor leading the House. Deeply, deeply compromised Ivor…

The Coalition Government (it was a Labour-Plaid Coalition) in the National Assembly for Wales invited Ivor Richard to Chair a Commission on the future powers of the Assembly from 2002. The Report was published on 31 March 2004 and recommended that the Assembly have full primary legislative powers in devolved areas from 2011, a recommendation that was controversial with Wales’ Labour MPs. Not that it matters, most of them are paedophiles’ friends anyway.Ivor The Engine - Oliver Postgate & Peter Firmin | Karenza ...

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John Heppell was appointed as PPS to the Deputy PM Prezza in 1998. He became a member of Blair’s Gov’t following the 2001 General Election when he was appointed as a Lord Commissioner to the Treasury and Gov’t Whip. Heppell was in there in the aftermath of the Waterhouse Report then and remained in post until 2005. Nice work if you can get it Heppell! While you were doing that, I had been forced out of my teaching job, arrested and charged on the basis of the perjury and conspiracy of an NHS manager and eight or nine Angels, lost my house and job while on bail, witnessed the charges against me withdrawn on the first day of the trial, began a PhD and then finished it. Oh, I fitted in a few modules of an MEd as well – 93% in one assignment.

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Professor Brian Brown, witness to Dafydd’s wrongdoing who, after writing to Gwynedd Health Authority about this, was the subject of a murder attempt, in daylight in Nottingham city centre, when Heppell was a Nottingham MP:

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All you did Heppell was help Blair conceal a barrel of shit. God how you must all loathe me, what with me making you look so fucking stupid constantly.

Heppell was promoted within the Whips Office, becoming the Vice-Chamberlain of the Household – he really looks the part doesn’t he – following the 2005 General Election. He held this office until June 2007.

Heppell has been married to Eileen Golding since 1974 and they have two sons, a daughter and two grandchildren. Heppell used to have the words love and hate tattooed on his knuckles, but the tattoos have since been removed. It really is unbelievable isn’t it, those we know and love used Brown’s tattoos and piercings as evidence of his undesirability. Brown’s tattoos are Celtic knots etc. Obviously love and hate on one’s knuckles are OK in Cabinet and in the Household but Celtic knots are questionable in a university.

‘I’m a mindless meathead, but it’s OK because I was useful to the Windbag. And then to Tony Blair.’

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Heppell is a member of the GMB, having resigned from Prezza’s union in 2002. He is a keen ornithologist. As were my friends when I was an undergrad at Bangor. Including Anne Vernon, who was killed in a car crash after the threats from the Top Doctors came raining down upon my head thick and fast and Pete Jackson, whom I have been told landed a nice little number with the RSPB in return for keeping quiet about what was happening to me.

Ken Clarke is also a birder, as was George Carman QC’s Clerk. Carman was a bent barrister who concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Blair was a pupil barrister of his and Cherie worked in Carman’s Chambers. See posts ‘No Ordinary Methods’ and ‘No Ordinary Methods – Supplementary Post’.

Heppell’s predecessor for Nottingham East was the Tory Michael Knowles. From 1971-1983 Knowles was a member of the Council of the Royal Borough of Kingston-upon-Thames and Leader of the Council, 1974-1983. Professor Hugh Bentall, who spent many years working as a surgeon at Royal Postgraduate Medical School/Hammersmith Hospital participating in the wrongdoing there (see post ‘Interesting Facts’), owned Bentall’s, the upmarket department store in Kingston-upon-Thames. Hugh Bentall ruled the roost at Hammersmith and pretty much ran Kingston-upon-Thames as well. Bentall’s son is Professor Richard Bentall, a clinical psychologist who did his PhD at UCNW (Bangor University) with members of Dafydd’s gang and also worked as an academic at Bangor with them. Richard’s first wife was the daughter of Eifion Jones, who was the Dean of Science at UCNW, while the institution was facilitating Dafydd’s gang. Richard’s former wife trained as an Angel and now works as a complementary therapist and a tutor for the OU.

I imagine that the occasion of the wedding made a gang of old paedophiles and everyone who was sheltering them very happy. In the way that marriages between medieval noble families shored up land, a knot was tied which linked some of the biggest wigs in the corrupt medical establishment in London with the smaller but equally grandiose wigs in north Wales, who were supplying the kids for the friends in high places of the London Top Docs. Just as Mary Wynch began kicking off with her litigation against Dafydd and the paedophile gang.

Professor Hugh Bentall:

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Michael Knowles first stood for Parliament for the Labour stronghold of Merthyr Tydfil at the Feb 1974 General Election. There was a trafficking gang in south Wales with links to Dafydd et al in north Wales and other gangs across the UK. This celebrity paedophile lived and represented a constituency just down the road at Cardiff at the time:

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In the October 1974 General Election, Michael Knowles was magnetically attracted to another hotbed of child abuse and neglect and fought the seat of Brent East, but was again being defeated. Brent Law Centre was graced by the presence of this Wimmin’s and Children’s Champ:

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Her bloke grew up in Brent and worked at Brent Law Centre as well:

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In 1984 Jasmine Beckford was battered to death while in the care of Brent Social Services.

The MP for Brent South at the time was Laurence Anstice Pavitt, a Labour and Co-Operative Party MP. Pavitt was the national organiser of the Medical Practitioners’ Union, 1956-59. The Top Doctors were deemed to have ‘failed’ regarding Jasmine, along with Brent Social Services. The MP for Brent East at the time of Jasmine’s death was Labour’s Reg Freeson. Mary Turner was a dinner lady who began working in Brent in the 1970s and campaigned tirelessly for Wimmin and Children who had nothing to say about Jasmine’s death which was odd what with Mary being an active trade unionist and a Labour Party activist. Not that remaining schtum about the long slow months of starvation and torture that preceded Jasmine’s death did Mary any harm. She sat on the executive of the GMB and in 1997 became the GMB’s President. Mary bagged a seat on the Labour Party’s NEC in 1996 and became Chair of the Labour Party in 2004.

Mary didn’t have ‘love’ and ‘hate’ tattooed on her knuckles, she had a GMB slogan tattooed on her arm – a permanent commemoration of her and her associates’ callousness and hypocrisy:GMB LEADER SOCKS IT TO MILIBAND | Ian Bone

For more on the phenomenon that was Mary Taylor and the heartfelt tributes that were paid to her on the occasion of her death last year, see post ‘Mary Taylor – An Appreciation’.

 

To return to the Shipley contingent. In 2011, Chris Leslie became Shadow Financial Secretary to the Treasury. In October 2013, Leslie was appointed as Shadow Chief Secretary to the Treasury. In May 2015, he was promoted to Shadow Chancellor.

Leslie supported Yvette Cooper in the 2015 Labour leadership election, the wife of his boss since 2011, Ed Balls. Not that Chris Leslie benefited as he had hoped – not only did Yvette not win the leadership, but Ed Balls had lost his seat in the 2015 General Election. Chris must have been really kicking himself, because Jezza won the leadership, after Yvette had been incredibly rude about, as well as to, him. On 12 September 2015, Leslie resigned from the Labour front bench following Jezza’s victory. No problem Chris, a lot of people were very glad to see the back of you and your buddies who threw hissy fits. You lot were the reason why so many people voted for Jezza.

Leslie is a member of the Labour Friends of Israel.

In June 2018 Leslie published a pamphlet through the Social Market Foundation, of which he is a member of the Policy Advisory Board, entitled Centre Ground: Six Values of Mainstream BritainIn August of the same year ‘The Guardian’ reported that ‘many saw the document as laying the intellectual groundwork for a future new [political] party,’. Leslie denied it, although he’s probably hoping that Blair is assembling his troops on the Rhine as I write this.

In February 2005, Chris Leslie married Nicola Murphy, a Spad to Gordon Brown. In which case Chris and Nicola might like to enlighten us all regarding the relationship between Lord Jack McConnell, Jack’s knowledge of what happened to me and other witnesses at the hands of Dafydd and the gang, including my best friend from school who was at Stirling University with Jack  and Jack’s rapid rise to the top of the Scottish Labour Party – all the way to FM, the year after the Waterhouse Report was published. Not bad for a school teacher from Lamlash who had only been an MSP for two years, particularly as Gordon hated Jack’s best mate and mentor, Dennis Canavan (see post ‘Badlands’). Do let us know where Jack found the Holy Grail everyone.

Chris and Nicola got engaged in 2004, which was the year in which there was industrial scale perjury and conspiracy on the part of the NHS and the criminal justice system in an attempt to have me imprisoned.

In April 2016, Nicola Murphy founded Labour Tomorrow, an organisation which funds Labour-connected activists and groups who oppose Jezza as party leader. Oh fuck off Nicola you ruthless bitch.

 

Chris Leslie’s fellow Saltaire resident Lord Wallace is William John Lawrence Wallace, Baron Wallace of Saltaire, an academic, writer, Liberal Democrat politician. Lord Wallace was a Lord-in-Waiting, 2010-15.

Lord Wallace was off to a flying start for someone who was going to spend his life concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring because he was born in Leicester. Organised abuse is believed to have been happening in the Leicester area since at least as far back as the 1940s, long before Greville Janner and Frank Beck were busy (see previous posts). Lord Wallace was born in 1941. Greville Janner’s dad Barnett was elected as the Labour MP for Leicester West in 1945, but had been selected as the Labour candidate for that constituency ten years previously. Barnett remained in the seat – although it was renamed – until 1970, when his son Greville succeeded him because Barnett was off to the Lords. Which is exactly the same path that Greville took.

Barnett Janner grew up in Cardiff where he practised as a lawyer. For many years he was active in the Liberal Party and stood as a Liberal Party candidate three times before he joined the Labour Party.

By the 1980s, the abuse ring in Leicester was linked to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales and Top Doctors in Leicester were concealing the crimes of Dafydd et al (see post ‘An Expert From England’).

Barnett was knighted in 1961. Which was when all the action was taking place at Cliveden which later erupted in the form of the Profumo Affair (see post ‘In Memoriam – Bronwen, Lady Astor’). Jeremy Thorpe was busy at that time was well and dear old Lord Louis Mountbatten had just finished being First Sea Lord. Poor old Lord Mountbatten had terrible luck, throughout his time holding senior roles in the Royal Navy and at the Admiralty, he was surrounded by people who spent the rest of their lives concealing organised abuse, including the crimes of Dafydd and the gang. See post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’. Then there are the nasty allegations that old Louis was hanging out at the Kincora Boys’ Home…

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William Wallace was educated at Westminster Abbey Choir School – where as a chorister he sang at Lilibet’s Coronation in 1953 – and St Edward’s School, Oxford. Wallace went on to King’s College, Cambridge and as an undergraduate he joined all three political clubs, Conservative, Labour, Liberal. He decided that the Liberal Party was the most attractive and, in 1961, he was elected Vice-President of the Cambridge University Liberal Club, later becoming its President.

After graduating from Cambridge, Wallace spent three years at Cornell University doing his PhD but he actually finished it while in residence at Nuffield College, Oxford. The thesis was on the Liberal Revival, 1955-66. So Wallace knew all about that Party.

During his time at Oxford, Wallace met his future wife, Helen Sarah Rushworth, who was President of the Oxford University Liberal Club. They have two children, Harriet and Edward, both of whom were, like their father, educated at Cambridge.

Wallace began his academic career at the University of Manchester, where he lectured, 1966-1977. Dafydd’s big umbrella Professor Kenneth Rawnsley of Cardiff had, when he was younger, worked at Manchester (see post ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’) and in 1974, Dafydd’s mate and mentor Dr Bob Hobson migrated from the Maudsley to Manchester University (see post ‘The Mentor’). Dr Tony Francis worked at Manchester University before he relocated to north Wales in the early 1980s (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’). Before joining Dafydd’s mates in Manchester, Francis had worked with Dafydd’s mates at the Institute of Psychiatry at the Maudsley and before that he’d worked with Dafydd’s mate Kenneth Rawnsley and his colleagues at Cardiff University. There were linked paedophile/trafficking rings at the Maudsley, in south Wales and in Manchester.

It’s a small world!

Wallace served as Director of Studies of the Royal Institute of International Affairs, 1978-1990. From 1990 to 1995 Wallace was the Walter Hallstein Senior Research Fellow at St Antony’s College, Oxford. Between 1993-1996, Wallace was a Visiting Professor at the Central European University, where he was involved in setting up the International Relations Department. In 1995 Wallace moved to the LSE, where in 1999 he was given a Chair. He became an Emeritus Professor in 2005. He is Chair of the Advisory Board of LSE IDEAS, a centre for the study of international affairs, diplomacy and grand strategy.

One of Wallace’s doctoral students was Olli Rehn, a Finnish politician, a member of the Centre Party of Finland. Olli is currently the Governor of the Bank of Finland. He served as the Minister of Economic Affairs in Juha Sipila’s Cabinet, as the European Commissioner for Enlargement, 2004-10 and as European Commissioner for Monetary Affairs and the Euro of the European Commission, 2009-14. 

Lord Wallace has also been a visiting fellow/Professor in institutions located in the USA, Germany, France, Italy, Greece and Belgium.

In the General Election of 1966, Wallace served as the Liberal Party’s Assistant Press Officer, responsible for Jo Grimond’s press activities. Grimond led the Liberal Party, 1956-67, was succeeded as Leader by Jeremy Thorpe and then led the Party again on an interim basis in 1976 after the little local difficulty with a man called Jeremy Thorpe…

Wallace unsuccessfully contested five parliamentary elections as a Liberal candidate, standing in Huddersfield West in 1970, Manchester Moss Side in Feb 1974 and Oct 1974 and Shipley in 1983 and 1987. Every one of these constituencies hosted abuse gangs linked with Dafydd and co.

Wallace served as a speechwriter for David Steel. David Steel was told about Cyril Smith sexually assaulting boys in care and dismissed it as a matter of Cyril spanking a few bare bottoms no less. Just in case it was rather more worrying than a middle aged politician with an unexplained penchant for visiting children’s homes and spanking the bare bottoms of the boys within – I’m not at all sure that he should have even been doing that Sir David – David Steel struck an agreement with George Carman QC, which led to Carman ensuring that Cyril’s activities were kept out of the national press. Unfortunately a radical newspaper in Rochdale had published details of Cyril and his activity with young boys in the run up to Jeremy Thorpe’s trial for conspiracy and incitement to murder Norman Scott, Thorpe’s former gay lover. David Steel was acutely aware of the damage that the Liberal Party would sustain if Cyril’s innocent hobby involving young boys and their bare bums were to find itself gaining publicity before Thorpe’s trial.

Lord Wallace was Vice-Chairman of the Standing Committee, 1977-87. He was co-author of the 1979 Liberal and 1997 Liberal Democrat election manifestos. During the Liberal-SDP Alliance, 1982-87, Wallace was a member of the joint party steering committee.

David Hole, the corrupt MSF rep who worked at St George’s Hospital Medical School during the 1980s and 90s and was one of those members of staff concealing the trafficking rings in north Wales and south London, was an SDP Councillor for Wandsworth. Dr Death of the SDP was personally known to some of the Top Docs in north Wales who were involved with Dafydd’s gang and before Dr Death was elected to the Commons, he trained and then worked as a psychiatrist at Tommy’s, an institution whose staff were concealing abuse as well as Dafydd et al’s criminality in north Wales (see post ‘Dr Death’). Dr Death’s fellow travellers in the Gang Of Four all had previous where concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles was concerned (see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’).

In 2004 Lord Wallace became the President of the Yorkshire regional Liberal Democrat Party. In 2005 he returned to the Federal Policy Committee as the Lords representative, serving on several party policy groups. Wallace has also served as Chair of the advisory board of the liberal think tank, CentreForum. Lord Wallace is President of the Liberal Democrat History Group. He took over this position after the death of Conrad Russell in 2004.

Conrad Russell was the son of Bertrand Russell. Bertrand Russell spent his later years living at Penrhyndeudraeth in what is now Gwynedd and was very closely linked to many of those involved with Dafydd’s gang in north Wales (see post ‘The Village’). Russell was sexually abusive himself and there are clues that he may have been abusing his granddaughter Lucy, who was later diagnosed with schizophrenia and burnt herself to death when she was still quite young. Lucy spent a substantial part of her childhood living with Russell after her father – with whom she had a good relationship – was prevented from caring for her himself by Russell on the grounds of his (Lucy’s father’s) own ‘schizophrenia’. One of Lucy’s father’s symptoms was his belief that Russell was having an affair with his wife. Which Russell was. For further details of Russell’s abuse and exploitation of his extended family as well as a few others and information about Conrad Russell, see post ‘So Who Was Angry About What?’

In 1995 Lord Wallace was awarded the French Chevalier, Ordre pour le Merite. In 2005 he was awarded the Legion d’Honneur in recognition of his long-standing efforts to promote the EU.

In April 2010, Wallace courted controversy when he partially defended Jenny Tonge, following an interview she gave to the ‘Jewish Chronicle’, in which she called for an investigation into claims of Israeli organ harvesting in Haiti. Jenny Tonge is a Lib Dem peer who is also a Top Doctor and who married another Top Doctor. Jenny Tonge might have discussed Israeli organ harvesting in Haiti, but there are a great many other things that the Top Docs have got up to that Tonge has not spoken about. See post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’.

Wallace was created a life peer on 19 December 1995. It was in Dec 1995 that Nicola Davies QC – who later became Dame Nicola – declared, after reviewing the paperwork of the North Wales Police which related to the abuse of children in north Wales (of which many years worth was completely missing anyway), that a Public Inquiry into the abuse of children in care in north Wales would not be in the public interest. Nonetheless, by the time that Nicola stated this, Ronnie Waterhouse seemed to know that he would be Chairing such an Inquiry and had altered his retirement plans. This allowed him to spend a few months in 1995 touring Wales, dining and even staying with many of the people who had asked no questions about the paedophile gang, although they held positions of responsibility in which they should have asked a great many questions. See post ‘Heart Of Darkness’.

In 1995, paedophiles’ friend Professor Roy Evans was appointed VC of Bangor University, after the retirement of the rather better camouflaged paedophiles’ friend Professor Eric Sunderland (see previous posts). Eric was not elderly or ill, he lived for another 20 years, throughout which he served in many public positions and continued his involvement with Bangor University. However, just before he retired, Eric was appointed Chairman of the Local Gov’t Boundary Commission, which determined that Clwyd County Council would be abolished in 1996, weeks after the Jillings Report was submitted, which admitted that children in care in north Wales had been very severely abused for many, many years (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’)

More importantly from my point of view, by the time that William Wallace had bagged his peerage, Dafydd and the gang had progressed a long way down the road with their dastardly plan to declare me insane and dangerous and have me banged up in a secure hospital. See previous posts, including  ‘The Banality Of Evil’.

In 1997 Wallace became a member of the Select Committee on the European Communities and Chairman of the Sub-Committee on Justice and Home Affairs 1997-2000. In 2001 he became the Liberal Democrats’ main frontbench spokesperson in the Lords on Foreign Affairs and in November 2004, Wallace was elected joint Deputy Leader of the Liberal Democrat Peers.

Following the setting up of the ConDem Coalition after the 2010 General Election, Wallace was appointed a Government Whip acting as Gov’t Spokesperson in the Lords on the Foreign and Commonwealth Office, the Department for Work and Pensions and the Department for Education.

Wallace is a Trustee of the National Children’s Choir; a member of Atlantic Community Advisory Board; Chair of the Board of Voces Cantabiles (professional choir, not-for-profit musical and educational work); is Vice- President of the Upper Wharfedale Agricultural Society; and is a Member and Shareholder of the Wensleydale Railway Association.

In the past Wallace has served as a Board Member of Genius of the Violin; a Chairman of the Academic Advisory Committee and a Trustee of Goodenough College, London; Chair of the Advisory Board of the Cold War Studies Centre, London School of Economics; Co-Chair of the British-Dutch bilateral ‘Appeldoorn’ Conference; was Patron of the Saltaire Festival; and was patron of the Shipley Glen Tramway. 

Wallace is a member and plot holder of the Saltaire Canalside Allotment Society. He is also a member of the Saltaire Tennis Club.

Saltaire houses the 1853 art gallery, in which several large rooms are given over to the works of the Bradford-born artist David Hockney. An artist whom I knew in north Wales always maintained that the art world was substantially fuelled by cocaine, champagne and sexual favours and that Hockney himself had spent his entire career at the centre of this. Hockney is of course openly gay which is not of concern. However something which was worrying was the death of Dominic Elliott, Hockney’s 23 yr old assistant, on 18 March 2013. Dominic died as a result of drinking drain cleaner at Hockney’s Bridlington studio; he had also earlier drunk alcohol and taken cocaine, ecstasy and temazepam. Elliott was a first and second team player for Bridlington Rugby Club. It was reported that Hockney’s partner drove Elliott to Scarborough General Hospital where he later died. The inquest returned a verdict of death by misadventure and Hockney was never implicated. In Nov 2015 Hockney sold his house in Bridlington for £625,000, cutting all his remaining ties with the town.

 

Someone else who was a close colleague of Hilary Benn was Sir Ian McCartney, the Labour MP for Makerfield, Greater Manchester, 1987-2010. McCartney served in the Cabinet, 2003-07, under Blair. When Hilary ran for the Labour Party Deputy Leadership, it was announced that Ian McCartney would be taking a major role in organising Hilary’s campaign. 

McCartney was born in Lennoxtown, Stirlingshire, to the Labour MP for Dunbartonshire East, Hugh McCartney and his wife, Margaret, a trade unionist. From 1974, Hugh McCartney represented Dunbartonshire Central, then Clydebank and Milngavie from 1983 after boundary changes. Hugh was a low-profile MP, a Scottish Whip and active in the TGWU and Scottish groups of Labour MPs. He retired from Parliament in 1987 and died in 2006.

Hugh McCartney may have been ‘low profile’, but he’ll have had all the dirt necessary to give to other people who may have been able to use it very effectively.

Hugh and Ian McCartney came from the same neck of the woods as Dennis Canavan and Canavan’s protege, Scotland’s FM Jack McConnell, who both put their knowledge of dirty deals made at the expense of other people to excellent use (see post ‘Badlands’).

Educated at Lenzie Academy, Ian McCartney left the school at the age of 15 ‘under a bit of a cloud’ without any qualifications or school prizes. He led a paper-boys’ strike at the age of fifteen and had a number of jobs after leaving school, including a seaman, a local government manual worker, and a kitchen worker. He was a Councillor for Abram ward, Wigan, 1982-87.

McCartney was elected for Makerfield at the 1987 General Election. Makerfield was on the stomping ground of Dafydd and Tony Francis’s mates who were running the Manchester psychiatric services when McCartney was elected. Which was also when Mary Wynch, Alison Taylor and I would not shut up.

This is a man who was hoping to become PM in June 1987, who knew Tony Francis and was absolutely bloody desperate to keep what was happening in north Wales quiet:

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This is his wife, who grew up in Holyhead and who’s parents were personal friends of many of those who colluded with Dafydd and the gang:

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Ian McCartney was one of the founders of the All-Party Parliamentary Rugby League Group in 1987 and was its first Chairman. He held a number of positions during Labour’s period in opposition and was variously a Spokesman on Health, Employment, Education and Social Services. In 1994, McCartney ran Prezza’s successful campaign to become Labour’s Deputy Leader. McCartney described himself on his parliamentary notepaper as the ‘Socialist MP for Makerfield’. 

McCartney was made Minister of State at the DTI following the 1997 General Election when Labour came to power. While at the DTI he introduced a major package of new employment rights that included whistleblowing protection and the National Minimum Wage and the first-ever right to paid holidays and steered the Competition Act through Parliament. As a former low-paid worker who had been sacked upon asking for a pound pay rise after having a child, McCartney later described the minimum wage as very important to him, saying that he would have ‘died in the ditch’ for it. During this time he was also responsible for employment relations, the Post Office, Company Law and inward investment.

I don’t know what Ian McCartney thought that he had done to protect whistleblowers, but it has been acknowledged that they are afforded no protection at all in the NHS. Furthermore, social care workers are very often paid below the National Minimum Wage.

McCartney was moved to be Minister of State at the Cabinet Office in 1999, where he was responsible for modernising Gov’t and E-Government. In 2001, McCartney became Minister of State for Pensions at the DWP and he was promoted to the Cabinet as Minister Without Portfolio and Party Chair in April 2003.

Between Oct 2004 and Oct 2005, McCartney was Chairman of the Labour Party in two capacities – as the Party Chair (appointed by the party’s leader) with a seat in the Cabinet and as the Chair of the NEC (elected by the members of the NEC). He was also Chair of the Party’s National Policy Forum, which formulates Labour party policy. The NPF also oversaw the ‘Big Conversation’ project, which saw the Labour Gov’t try to consult the general public on the future direction of Party and Gov’t policy. Trusted by both leadership and membership, he was seen as a key link between the Government and the wider Labour movement.

McCartney ‘worked to make the role of Party Chair a voice for Labour Party members within the Labour Government’. As architect of the Warwick Agreement by Labour’s National Policy Forum, he was a key figure in co-ordinating the election manifesto for Labour’s third term General Election campaign. In 2006 McCartney took a three-month leave of absence following heart by-pass surgery. His return to frontline politics was marked by his speech to the Labour Party 2006 Spring Conference in Blackpool. He returned to Gov’t as Minister of State for Trade in May 2006, attending Cabinet, but stepped down in 2007 when Gordon became PM.

Beginning in October 2007 McCartney worked with the construction, engineering and nuclear energy company Fluor, providing them with advice in anti-corruption and business ethics policies; political, economic, environmental and regulatory issues; and outside relations including working with trade unions. After details of this position were published in the Indie, McCartney stated unequivocally that he personally receives none of the remuneration for this role, instead using part of the fee to employ someone in the Commons from his Makerfield constituency. The remainder is used to support the Women’s Interlink Foundation, a charity based in India which rescues street children and disadvantaged women who are exposed to poverty and sometimes at the risk of rape and murder, providing them with clean drinking water, health treatments, housing and education.

In August 2008, after admitting that some of his claims for furnishing his second home were ‘inappropriate,’ McCartney repaid £15,000 of expenses claimed for among other items, a dining table, 18-piece dinner set and champagne glasses. McCartney had asked for the review and although only a portion of the amount was deemed excessive McCartney said he felt strongly that the full amount should be returned. McCartney commented that as a senior Minister he held meetings at home and ‘had to feed guests’.

In May 2009 after stepping down citing health issues, McCartney said his family had urged him to step down following a further bout of illness after his 2005 heart surgery and that he was also being treated for disc injury and was possibly facing further surgery.

McCartney was formerly chair of Healthwatch Wigan, resigning from the post in 2016.

McCartney was married firstly to Jean (née Murray), with whom he had son Hugh and daughters Yvonne and Karen, later divorcing. Hugh died aged 23 of a drugs overdose in 1999 in his flat in Parkhead. 

Parkhead is a very run down part of Glasgow, near the site of what used to be the Gorbals. I had the misfortune to be detained – unlawfully of course, why would anyone have ever done anything different – in Parkhead Hospital a few years ago (see previous posts). The Angels at Parkhead made their contempt for the local area clear and stated that they would never live there themselves. At Parkhead I and other patients witnessed staff stealing large quantities of prescription medication and I and other patients were assaulted by the staff. Every law that could be broken was broken and the TV on the ward was picking up subscription only porn channels. The patients had no access to the TV controls, so that was a member of staff who was responsible for that.

When I finally got out of Parkhead, I discovered that the hospital had been due for closure for years but it just hadn’t happened, although it was deemed to be not fit for purpose. Furthermore there had been a number of high profile deaths and scandals at Parkhead. When I was admitted, the walls of my room had blood and human hair on them. I presumed that someone had experienced their head been bashed against the wall just before I arrived. If that was the case, there will have been no investigation into any complaint. I wrote to Scottish Gov’t Ministers when I got out of Parkhead. No action was taken…

I took photos of the dreadful conditions in Parkhead Hospital only to be pursued by an Angel yelling at me that ‘taking photos isn’t allowed’. Just as well for that Angel, because the conditions in that hospital could and should have led to legal action on the part of the patients.

Ian’s son Hugh, known as ‘Shug’, had battled drug addiction since his teenage years. Only recently released from prison, he had been trying to break his habit. In 2002, McCartney gave an interview with the ‘Sunday Herald’ discussing his son’s experiences in the justice system and how he [Ian McCartney] believed ‘the way we deal with addicts sentenced his son to death’. 

Scottish Hughs are often called Shugs. The addict with whom Sheena, Lord Jack McConnell’s old friend from Stirling, was in a relationship was a Shug. Sheena was involved with the Shug just after she did everything that she could to destroy my friends’ lives. The friends who had been at Stirling University with Lord Jack and who knew what had happened to me in north Wales. When Sheena was causing chaos, my friends were discussing making a film about what was happening in north Wales, but they were sacked from their jobs at the Royal Television Society and the BBC just after Sheena left the scene, so that never happened (see post ‘Badlands’).

Strange but true

One of those friends pioneered getting the sack as a result of pressure from media big wigs who toadied to corrupt Gov’ts in 1985, when she was working at the Edinburgh Fringe box office and refused to pull strings to bag Samuel Brittan a ticket for the Fringe, when the tickets had sold out anyway. Samuel wrote a very angry letter to his friend who was appalled at my friend’s ‘rudeness’ in refusing to work fiddles for the brother of the Home Secretary who concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al. This was Samuel’s friend – who promised that he’d get Samuel a ticket:

Michael Grade

Yes, it is he, Lord Grade of Shameless Toadying. Who demanded my friend’s head on a plate just when her mum and dad were giving me advice re dealing with the north Wales mental health services (see post ‘The Cry Of The Lunatic’).

Here’s Lord Jack, as he appears on the blog of the Campaign for Human Rights at Glasgow University:

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For details of my friends’ experiences at the hands of gangsters just before they came under attack from Sheena and when they were frozen out by other mates of Lord Jack’s, see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’.

 

My post ‘Badlands’ provided details of the MP who preceded Hilary Benn in the constituency of Leeds Central, Derek Fatchett. I mentioned that Derek Fatchett came to a swift, untimely end at a relatively young age – massive heart attack, a la John Smith and Robin Cook. Derek Fatchett’s PPS, Denis MacShane, is still alive, but Mr MacShane has certainly had his fair share of trouble.

Denis MacShane (born Denis Matyjaszek) was the Labour MP for Rotherham, 1994-2012. He served in the Labour Gov’t as Minister of State for Europe, 2002-05.

Denis MacShane is now notorious because of events of five or six years ago. In Nov 2012, MacShane was suspended from the Labour Party after the Commons Standards and Privileges Committee found that he had submitted 19 false invoices ‘plainly intended to deceive the parliamentary expenses authority’. The same day MacShane announced his intention to resign as MP for Rotherham. In Nov 2013 MacShane pleaded guilty to false accounting at the Old Bailey, by submitting false receipts for £12,900. On 23 Dec 2013 Mr Justice Sweeney (Sir Nigel Sweeney) sentenced MacShane to six months in prison. He served his sentence in HM Belmarsh Prison and HM Brixton and subsequently by wearing an electronic tag. 

MacShane was born in Glasgow to an Irish mother, Isobel MacShane and Jozef Matyjaszek, a Pole who had fought in WWII and who took British nationality in 1950.

MacShane was educated at the independent St Benedict’s School in Ealing, before going on to Merton College, Oxford. He worked for the BBC, 1969-77, including as a newsreader and reporter for BBC Radio Birmingham. He changed his surname to his mother’s maiden name at the request of his employers. He was fired by the BBC after using a fake name to call the radio phone-in programme he worked on at the time. During the call, MacShane accused Tory MP Reginald Maudling of being a crook, with the MP threatening to sue as a result. Maudling served as Chancellor of the Exchequer in Macmillans’s Gov’t and as Home Secretary under Heath. Maudling’s career ended because it was crystal clear that he was indeed a crook. Maudling was involved with John Poulson and his large scale corruption; Poulson in turn was linked to T. Dan Smith and his huge corrupt empire which began in Newcastle-upon-Tyne and ended up stretching as far as London. Poulson has latterly been alleged to have been involved with the paedophile/trafficking ring in Yorkshire. See previous posts for more information on Reggie Maudling. 

MacShane supported Solidarity in Poland, where he was arrested in 1982 for attending a demo and deported. He became an activist for the NUJ and later its President, 1978-79. MacShane was Policy Director of the International Metal Workers’ Federation, from 1980-92. He completed a PhD at Birkbeck in 1990.

MacShane first contested a parliamentary seat at the Oct 1974 General Election, when he failed to win Solihull. In 1984, he was shortlisted for the post of Labour Party Communications Director, but Mandy was appointed instead. For the 1992 General Election, MacShane attempted to secure a nomination for Coventry South East, Neath and Rotherham – all the attempts were unsuccessful.

This suggests that the knives were out for MacShane when the Windbag was on the throne.

MacShane was elected to the Commons for Rotherham in 1994. He was a member of the Deregulation Select Committee, 1996-97 and served as PPS to a succession of ministers in the 1997-2001 Parliament. MacShane was appointed junior Minister for Foreign and Commonwealth Affairs in June 2001, with responsibility for the Balkans and Latin America. He caused embarrassment to the Gov’t in 2002 by describing Hugo Chavez as a ‘ranting, populist demagogue’ and compared him to Mussolini. Afterwards, MacShane had to make clear that the British Gov’t did deplore the attempted coup to remove the democratically elected Chavez, which had prompted MacShane’s comments. 

In November 2001, an article was published in ‘The Observer’ under Khalid Mahmood’s name supportive of the war in Afghanistan headlined ‘The Five Myths Muslims Must Deny’. A few days later however, it was revealed that it had not in fact been written by Mahmood, but by MacShane; Mahmood had agreed to put his name to the article after Lord Ahmed of Rotherham had refused to. Mahmood’s actions were condemned by Inyat Bunglawala from the Muslin Council of Britain, who said, ‘MacShane then found Mahmood – universally regarded as being not exactly the brightest spark in parliament – to be a more willing instrument for his scheme’.

In 2002, MacShane became Minister for Europe in a reshuffle. After the 2005 General Election MacShane was dropped from the Gov’t. His position was considered to be untenable after comments he made to a meeting of Durham Labour Students in which he described Gordon Brown’s five economic tests for joining the European single currency as, ‘a bit of a giant red herring’.

When contacted by ‘The Scotsman’ about whether or not he made the comments MacShane responded: ‘Jesus Christ, no. I mean, ‘red herring’ is not one of my favourite metaphors. If you think any Labour MP saying the Prime Minister’s most important policy is a red herring, then they would not survive long in the job.’ He had been recorded on a dictaphone, and the tape was played on both the ‘Today’ programme and BBC News 24. MacShane wrote in ‘Tribune’ ‘I have no idea why I was removed as a Minister and it does not worry me in the slightest.’

MacShane was appointed a member of the Privy Council in 2005 but resigned his membership in 2013.

MacShane has been involved in other foreign relations fields, including in relation to the Middle East. He was a member of Labour Friends of Israel Policy Council for many years. In 2003, he criticised Muslim community leaders, saying they did not do enough to condemn acts of Islamic terrorism.

MacShane was a supporter of the 2003 invasion of Iraq and strongly supported Blair’s foreign policy in relation to the Middle East and elsewhere. In 2005, he signed on to the Henry Jackson Society principles, advocating a proactive approach to the spread of liberal democracy across the world, including by military intervention. The society also supports ‘European military modernisation and integration under British leadership’. After returning to the backbenches in 2005, MacShane was appointed as a delegate to the Council of Europe and the NATO Parliamentary Assembly. 

Another issue on which MacShane was active as a parliamentarian was combating anti-semitism. He was Chair of the inquiry panel of the All-Party Parliamentary Group against Anti-Semitism, which reported in September 2006. In March 2009, MacShane became Chairman of a think-tank on antisemitism, the European Institute for the Study of Contemporary Anti-semitism. 

MacShane was an advisory board member of the now defunct Just Journalism, a pro-Israeli media advocacy group which presented itself as a neutral voice monitoring reports about Israel in the UK media. Just Journalism had strong links with the Henry Jackson Society and shared an office with it.

After MacShane was forced to resign his seat, the ‘Jewish Chronicle’ wrote that his ‘fall from grace has been a blow for those who share his concerns about extremist politics, whether it is radical Islamism in the Middle East, neo-fascism at home or the rise of ultranationalist groups in Eastern Europe.’ In Nov 2013, Bright described MacShane as ‘one of’ the Jewish community’s ‘greatest champions’.

MacShane has been accused of repeatedly using false statistics in order to inflate the number of female victims of sex trafficking. In Jan 2007, he stated, ‘According to Home Office estimates, 25,000 sex slaves currently work in the massage parlours and brothels of Britain.’ MacShane repeated the figure in a 2008 debate, attributing it to the ‘Daily Mirror’. It was later claimed that no such figure exists as an estimate.

No-one actually knows how many female victims of sex trafficking there are. There is evidence that in some contexts there could have been inflation of the figures, because in order to gain protection from deportation/prosecution, some sex workers claimed to have been trafficked when they were not. However, there has been for many years not only massive collusion by all parts of the state with the sort of trafficking gangs that Dafydd facilitated, but a flat denial that those gangs existed. They did exist, by the 1980s they had linked up right across the UK and were operating on a pan-European level and no-one, no-one at all would help their targets. I can only imagine what the true state of affairs is now. Everyone is entirely in the dark, because no Gov’t has ever been honest about the scale of organised abuse/sex trafficking in the UK. Even today, the problem is only ever discussed in terms of South Asian criminal gangs targeting off-the-rails white working class girls or ‘slaves’ from Foreign Parts. Cartel of Top Doctors targeting university students who had the misfortune to become ill and then killing any witnesses? Don’t be ridiculous. Furthermore when they said no they meant yes. As Dafydd will confirm.

On 17 Dec 2008, MacShane initiated a debate about Britain’s libel laws in Parliament. Specifically, he described how the UK has become a destination for libel tourists as well as how various jurisdictions in the US were ready to pass measures designed to halt, at the minimum, reciprocal enforcement of civil judgments related to libel with the UK and quite possibly, to allow countersuit and the award of treble damages in the US against any person bringing a libel action in a non-US court against US publications or websites.

On 25 Aug 2010, The Guardian reported that MacShane admitted he was the MP involved in an incident with a volunteer with the new Independent Parliamentary Standards Authority: ‘On 11 May a volunteer had an encounter with an MP who was described as ‘very difficult … disruptive [and] angry’ during an induction session. The official report said: ‘At the 10 minute mark the volunteer burst into tears and a staff member [from Ipsa] attempted to intervene. When the staff member offered to help, the MP dismissed him as ‘condescending’, at which point another staff member pulled the volunteer (still in tears) out of the session.’ MacShane apologised for his conduct.

MacShane was publicly criticised by the Association of Political Thought for wrongly accusing the LSE Professor of Political and Gender Theory Anne Phillips of supporting prostitution and filling the minds of her students with ‘poisonous drivel’. As evidence of her supposed support for the latter, he cited a question from an LSE reading list about the ethical differences between legal waged labour and prostitution. MacShane later admitted that he had taken the question ‘out of context’. Labour MP Fiona Mactaggart subsequently called Professor Phillips’ views ‘frankly nauseating’ on the basis of the same evidence.

MacShane was a Patron of Supporters of Nuclear Energy and supported the development of a nuclear industry manufacturing centre in Rotherham. MacShane was employed as an adviser by United Utilities, Britain’s largest water company, during 2006 and 2007.

MacShane was MP for Rotherham during the period of large scale sexual abuse of children in the constituency. After the publication of the Independent Inquiry into Child Sexual Exploitation in Rotherham he said in a BBC radio interview that no-one had come to him with child abuse allegations during that period, but that he should have been more involved in the issue. Saying that he had done too little, he said he had been aware of what he saw as the problems of cousin marriage and the oppression of women within parts of the Muslim community in Britain, but: ‘Perhaps yes, as a true Guardian reader and liberal leftie, I suppose I didn’t want to raise that too hard. I think there was a culture of not wanting to rock the multicultural community boat if I may put it like that.’

In which case MacShane had done exactly what thousands of other people had done when anyone mentioned what was happening in some northern towns.

As part of the review of all MPs expenses, MacShane was ordered to repay £1,507.73 in wrongfully claimed expenses, with his appeals against the ruling being rejected. He was also alleged to have passed twelve invoices from the ‘European Policy Institute’ for ‘research and translation’ expenses to the parliamentary authorities and claimed for eight laptop computers in three years. A number of newspapers stated that the EPI was ‘controlled’ by MacShane’s brother, Edmund Matyjaszek, a claim which MacShane denied: ‘The EPI was set up 20 years ago by a network of people on the Left working in Europe and the US… Ed is my Brother, but simply administrates it.’

MacShane had previously written an article for ‘The Guardian’ in which he played down the expenses scandal, writing, ‘There will come a moment when moats and manure, bath plugs and tampons will be seen as a wonderful moment of British fiddling, but more on a Dad’s Army scale than the real corruption of politics.’

I think that MacShane’s perception is badly wrong, the public were outraged at what MPs had been getting away with. Yes, the duck house and the moat cleaning did cause a lot of hilarity, but nonetheless what had been going on was shameless and revealed just what a shocking bunch inhabited the Commons. No-one else in the UK could have claimed for a duck house, or the cleaning of a moat or for their tampons on work-related expenses. While those troughing bastards did that, I knew Empowered Service Users in north Wales who were genuinely too poor to afford dentistry and specs and I knew of one Empowered Service User who was having to skimp on the groceries to buy sanitary towels.

Neither was it just the Empowered Service Users who were faced with such harsh economic realities. In the 1980s and 90s, the bus which ran between Bethesda, Rachub and Bangor – which was packed at peak hours because there were so many people without cars – made a special stop at Kwik Save in Bangor, because it was by far the most popular shop with those on the bus who had families. Kwik Save had their own brand, ‘No Frills’. I was very short of money myself but I didn’t frequent Kwik Save because from what I could see, the No Frills line was substantially crisps, fizzy drinks, burgers etc, whereas I went for cheap ingredients to make meals. I had a close friend who was also an Empowered Service User, but unlike most of the rest of us, she was financially well-off, being married to a local successful businessman. My friend was a real laugh – she derived endless entertainment from Dafydd – and just constantly took the piss out of the bizarre world in which we found ourselves. One of the things that she was particularly interested in were the No Frills sanitary towels. She maintained that they summed up life in Bethesda. I could see the joke, but the reality was that there was a run on the No Frills sanitary towels because so many people living in and around Bangor were just so fucking poor that other options were unavailable to them.

My friend later split up with her husband and he came unstuck in a serious way. He acquired a much younger girlfriend, whom it transpired was a heroin addict. She lied, swindled, was severely emotionally abusive and he ended up penniless, having lost his business. This man was a solid Tory who had won the Queen’s Award for Industry. The young woman who ruined him was known to the drug treatment team in the Rhyl area. Who were agents of Dafydd. I’ve done a bit of triangulation of evidence. That man was targeted by an addict who would never normally have made a bee line for a middle aged Tory businessman. He had a weakness for young women and also had various psychological problems which made him particularly vulnerable. The mental health services knew about them, because it was his behaviour within the family that caused his wife such distress that she ended up in the hands of the Hergest Unit.

When my friend and her husband split up, they lost a lot of money on the sale of their house. They wanted a quick sale because of the fraught domestic situation and did get an offer as soon as they advertised the house, but those who bought the house drove a hard bargain. Who were they? Two Angels from the Hergest Unit, Lena and Jim Henry. Lena Henry ended up as the senior Angel who ran the Hergest Unit when it finally hit the buffers some 15 years ago and was deemed by many GPs as being far too dangerous to which to refer patients. Lena and Jim knew about my friend’s domestic situation, because one of them had been involved in her ‘care’ when she was an in-patient. Never mind confidentiality, let’s just use the info that we have gained during the course of our work to grab all that we can. Lena and Jim told their friends that they’d always liked my friend’s house but never thought that they could afford it. They also gossiped about my friend’s personal situation to third parties.

Lena’s sister Gwen Hughes worked as a secretary in the School of Education at Bangor University and felt able to tell other members of staff that she ‘knew all about’ me, because her sister ‘was a senior nurse at the Hergest Unit’. That’s right Gwen, she worked with a trafficking ring who murdered witnesses. Lena was someone who repeatedly perjured herself, which resulted in my arrest on two occasions.

Jim Henry used to work at Neuadd Deiniol, a truly appalling ‘nursing home’ in Bangor, owned by a crook called Tindall (see post ‘Feet In Chains’), which housed patients of Dafydd’s. Dafydd used to take his kids along to Neuadd Deiniol, where they insulted the patients and helped themselves to the food from the kitchen.

One man at Neuadd Deiniol was found dead after having choked on a ham sandwich. He was supposedly being observed every 20 mins. His dead body wasn’t discovered for an hour.

I witnessed Jim Henry use physical force to prevent a deeply distressed teenaged girl trying to walk out of Seiriol Ward, one of the psych wards in Ysbyty Gwynedd which pre-dated the Hergest Unit. She was sectioned ‘for her own safety’. After she was sectioned, a patient with drug problems – so he would have been one of Dafydd’s – who had spent the whole morning threatening female patients, walked up to the teenager and unprovoked, punched her in the face. Afterwards, she spent hours sitting on her bed crying. The assault was not reported to the police or to her parents, but an Angel called Mal Hendy, who lived in Bethesda and who knew many of the hippyish/alternative crowd socially, did sit next to her for 30 mins or so, presumably lest she received another punch in the face from Dafydd’s mate. This young woman’s assailant was very aggressive to the Angels as well, they did not like him. He used to shout at them that he wasn’t a fucking mental case, he just had addiction problems and he wanted a house and wouldn’t be leaving the ward until he got one and he wasn’t going in a fucking hostel either. He was quite right as well, that git stayed for free B&B until someone did indeed find a nice little North Wales Housing Association place for him, while other people were discharged to destitution if they said no to Neuadd Deiniol.

Jim Henry always knew what was best for distressed female Empowered Service Users. When he worked at the Hergest Unit, there was a lady of about 60 who had a drink problem and had been admitted with severe depression, who most unreasonably tried to walk around the garden where patients used to sit and feed the pigeons. Jim didn’t want the lady to walk around the garden, God knows why not, but he repeatedly told her not to do so. She did insist on walking around the garden, so Jim grabbed hold of her and hung onto her for a good 30 mins while he chatted to the other Angels, repeatedly interrupting his own conversation to tell her ‘you are NOT going to walk around that garden’. The lady was soon discharged and a few months later was found dead. The Hergest staff comforted themselves by telling each other that she had been an alkie for most of her life.

Jim Henry was Scottish and liked a drink himself. Jim liked a flutter on the horses as well. In fact when I was on Bangor railway station one day, I came across Jim and a big gang of Angels from Ysbyty Gwynedd, pissed out of their heads, in their Sunday Best, just having come back from the races at Chester.

Like many of the psych Angels in north Wales, Jim wasn’t what you’d call cultured, but he was proud that he’d done his Training as an Angel. Someone once told me that before Jim did his Training, he didn’t have a stable job and got by with a bit of ‘ducking and diving’. I suspect that was a euphemism for ‘being a petty criminal’.

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Back in the mid-1990s, Jim and Lena’s favourite hang-out in Bangor was a pub called, most appropriately, Angels Bar, in Bangor. On a summer evening, the Empowered Service Users could walk past Angels – Neuadd Deiniol was just further down the road – and see Jim, Lena and the other Angels getting bladdered and enjoying a smoke.

I bet that Lena never purchased No Frills sanitary towels.

To return to my friend whom Lena and Jim gossiped about and relieved of a house on their own very favourable terms. She moved away from Bangor and ended up with a very happy existence. Her husband didn’t of course, the addict known to Dafydd and the ‘drugs team’ wrecked his life. This was just after the Waterhouse Report had been published.

Christ Almighty there’s a witness out there who isn’t a former kid in care, isn’t an Empowered Service User, hasn’t got a criminal record, OH SHIT he’s a Tory-voting successful businessman who met Thatcher and won the Queen’s Award for Industry, we’d better fix that and fast, now what was it that his wife told us about him when she was so distressed that she ended up being admitted to hospital…We’ll just access those medical records and don’t Lena and Jim know the family as well???

Er – so why did Lena Henry, just another not very good Angel who assisted a paedophile gang along with many other not very good Angels who also assisted a paedophile gang, end up in an NHS management position in which she failed as dismally as all of her colleagues?

Perhaps Gwen Hughes, Lena’s sister who worked as a secretary at Bangor University, who knew all about me, could enlighten us.

The Top Doctors hadn’t finished with my friend’s family once they’d destroyed her former husband.  My friend had two children and she was particularly close to her eldest daughter. Her daughter knew me, knew how we were all treated by Dafydd et al and when she was doing A levels, she had worked at Neuadd Deiniol and told her mum how badly the patients were treated there. Years later my friend’s daughter qualified as a teacher. A Top Doc from north Wales contacted the authorities and declared her unfit to teach because she had, as a teenager, suffered from bulimia and therefore she ‘might run out of the classroom to make herself sick’.

That’s nothing. According to the corrupt expert witness Robert Kehoe, I was unfit to teach because I might set fire to the school if I had a row with another teacher. Well I did that on a daily basis didn’t I, I expect that I did that when I worked at Bangor University as well, perhaps Gwen Hughes would like to make a police statement providing full details.

Gwen’s statement could be backed up by a statement from Professor Colin Baker aka Toad, who’s wife worked at Ysbyty Gwynedd. Toad was a Professor in the School of Education at Bangor who, serving as Professor Fungus Lowe’s loyal assistant, implemented the plan to force my PhD supervisor out of his job as soon as I finished my PhD. Someone else suffered as a result of Toad’s desperation to blacklist anyone who worked with me as well. When I was doing my PhD, I got to know the VC’s secretary quite well, because she had just finished her degree in social sciences and was interested in doing a PhD on a topic related to my PhD. So she asked me if I could help supervise her and we discussed writing a paper together to get her off the ground. She told Toad that she was thinking of doing this and for some reason Toad told her that my academic background was unsuitable for her to be working with me and he recommended that she work with the crook, plagiarist and former social worker with Dafydd’s gang, Dr Duckula Morris, instead (see eg. post ‘Badlands’ for just a little of what Duckula got up to).

The VC’s secretary took Toad’s advice – well Toad was a Professor of Education who was suddenly taking an interest in her career. Within three months, this secretary had fallen out with the VC in a big way and handed in her resignation. I never quite worked out what the row was about, because she’d worked as his secretary for years, well before he was appointed as VC and always told me that he was a wonderful boss, the best in the University.
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The VC’s secretary left her job at the University, her ambitions to do a PhD were abandoned and she took another job. I bumped into her about two years later in Spar in Penygroes. She told me that leaving her job at the University was the biggest mistake that she had ever made, the wonderful new job that she had been offered when she resigned from the University had turned out to be a bloody nightmare and she had never worked with such twisted people in her life. She subsequently resigned. The VC’s secretary had left the University to work as a senior secretary with Gwynedd Social Services.

Strange but true

As for Duckula, who was so highly recommended to the VC’s secretary by Toad, Duckula’s own PhD student failed his viva and had to rewrite. The external examiner made it clear that his supervision had been nowhere near appropriate. Duckula had ‘supervised’ Cynog single handedly. Other people knew that Duckula didn’t know her arse from her elbow and that he was heading for a crash, but she wouldn’t take advice from anyone and screamed at them to keep away from Cynog.

Perhaps Toad’s finest hour came when it was discovered one year that the exam results from Bangor Law School were so bad that more than half of the students had failed. So in his capacity as PVC for Teaching and Learning, Toad ordered that all results should upgraded to ensure that everyone passed. At the time, law graduates at Bangor were being blacklisted by law firms because of concerns regarding practices and low standards at Bangor Law School.

Nice work Toad, several careers ruined out of your loyalty to a paedophile gang and a load of people given law degrees that they later found were worthless.

I witnessed Toad give a welcome speech to one intake of new students at Bangor during which he stressed that although students now pay high tutition fees and allegations were appearing in the media that universities were selling degrees, no-one bought a degree from Bangor University. Except of course if one was a student in the Law School, a PhD student in the Business School, an Angel doing a PhD in the School of Healthcare Sciences…. I could continue but I’ll leave the anecdotes for another post, should the paedophiles’ friends carry on screaming and stamping their feet.

Toad was a Professor of Education who did his first degree in the Psychology Dept in Bangor. Which at the time was ruled by Dafydd. Dafydd’s daughter Dwynwen completed a PhD in Psychology at Bangor although the results of her first degree were too poor for her to be offered a place to undertake a PhD. Dafydd had a word…

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In 2008, Denis MacShane supported Speaker Michael Martin, calling for Conservative MP Douglas Carswell to be disciplined for saying that Martin aka Gorbals Mick should resign for failing to do enough to prevent the abuse of parliamentary expense claims.

MacShane was suspended by the Labour Party as a result of questions raised over his own expenses claims and re-admitted in July 2012, but was then suspended again on 2 November 2012 after a parliamentary committee found that he had submitted 19 false invoices for expenses that were ‘plainly intended to deceive. Later that day, MacShane announced that he would be resigning from Parliament. 

It was reported on 14 October 2010 that the Parliamentary Commissioner for Standards had referred an expenses-related complaint about MacShane from the BNP to the Metropolitan Police. The matter referred was his claiming of expenses totalling £125,000 for his constituency office, the office being his garage. The Labour Party suspended MacShane from the PLP pending the outcome.

In June 2011, the Torygraph highlighted further discrepancies in MacShane’s expenses which had been uncovered by former independent candidate Peter Thirlwall. As a result, MacShane held an emergency meeting with House of Commons officials and agreed to repay a further £3,051.38. The lengthy investigation concluded on 4 July 2012 with an announcement that the Met would take no further action,  but it was reported on 21 Jan 2013 that the police were to re-open the expenses claims investigation involving MacShane.

On 11 July 2013 the CPS announced that MacShane would be charged with false accounting involving the creation of £12,900 of fake receipts. He continued to write columns for ‘The Guardian’ as well as appearing on television programmes relating to European affairs both in Britain and in other European countries. On 18 November 2013 MacShane pleaded guilty to false accounting at the Old Bailey and on 23 Dec 2013, he was jailed for six months. When he was released from prison, MacShane was tagged electronically.

In 2014, Denis MacShane was forcibly ejected from the premises of the European Parliament for ‘loitering’.

I don’t think that MacShane has always conducted himself as he should have and I found the en masse swindling of the Parliamentary expenses system very unacceptable. However, throughout his whole career, MacShane does not seem to have behaved any worse than many other MPs, some of whom have been rewarded with peerages. Even MacShane’s abuse of the expenses system was no worse than that of some of his colleagues, yet he was the only MP who went to prison. Furthermore, MacShane went to Belmarsh. A high security prison which houses people convicted of terrorist offences. Since when has fiddling expenses equated to terrorism?

The incident in 2010 when MacShane was accused of causing a volunteer for the IPSA distress, could have been a result of MacShane behaving dreadfully and really upsetting someone. Or that young woman might have been doing what the Angels of north Wales have been doing for decades in the face of patients who challenge their abuse of patients – turning on the taps and maintaining that they’ll never recover from this trauma.

As for the 2014 occasion on which MacShane was ejected from the premises of the European Parliament for ‘loitering’ – was MacShane doing anything other than loitering? Presumably not, or we’d have heard about it. Since when has loitering justified being physically chucked out of somewhere, unless MacShane was loitering in the ladies loos? That European Parliament will be enormous, with loads of people coming and going, MacShane doing a bit of loitering will barely have been noticeable.

I get the impression that someone somewhere really has it in for Denis MacShane and they have had it in for him for a very long time and in a very big way.

Denis has had a great deal of bad luck in his personal life as well. From 1975 to 1981, MacShane had a relationship with broadcaster Carol Barnes. Their daughter, Clare Barnes, died in March 2004 after her parachute failed to open on her 200th skydiving jump in Australia. MacShane married Liliana Kłaptoć, originally from Poland, in 1983, but the relationship lasted only a few years. In 1987, he married Nathalie Pham. They divorced in 2003. His relationship with feminist journo Joan Smith ended in 2010 after seven years. In 2012, he began a relationship with the economist Vicky Pryce, who had been married to the former Energy Secretary Chris Huhne. 

Vicky and Chris were famously jailed some years ago. Vicky had wanted to see her husband in serious trouble after a marital bust-up and had been greatly assisted in her criminality by Constance Briscoe aka Miss Pissabed, a Black Woman Barrister who made her name by writing a misery memoir about her child abuse at the hands of her mother. Her mother maintained that the story was complete fantasy and sued Miss Pissabed for libel. Miss Pissabed’s mother lost the case and Miss Pissabed flogged yet more interviews about her Journey.

Pissabed also carried out a citizens arrest on a London cabbie whom she maintained had been so angered at the sight of a Well Dressed Black Woman that he had yelled at her that she was a ‘black cunt’. The cabbie denied that he had ever done any such thing. My thoughts on reading the story were that well-dressed black women are not at all unusual in London, cabbies make a good living out of carting them around for exorbitant fares and it was certainly fortunate that after being insulted by the cabbie, Miss Pissabed was able to hop straight into the cab behind, pursue the offensive cabbie through the congested streets of London, catch up with him and perform a citizen’s arrest.

Miss Pissabed was a friend and neighbour of Vicky Pryce’s and agreed to help ensure that Chris Huhne, Vicky’s husband and a Lib Dem MP, was charged with a criminal offence after Chris had an affair. Everyone was subsequently caught and jailed, including Miss Pissabed. Miss Pissabed is no longer a barrister or judge – Miss Pissabed had specialised in children’s and mental health cases, who had maxed out on her position as being the nearest thing to an Empowered Service User that the judiciary could produce. Miss Pissabed knew a great deal about child abuse and mental health law and not because she had been a Victim. Miss Pissabed found out all about Dafydd et al because Miss Pissabed had as a whippersnapper worked at Took’s Court, with Michael Mansfield and his Radical Conscience. Who ignored what I told him was happening to me in north Wales in 1993.

Miss Pissabed grew up in Camberwell, where the trafficking gang facilitated by Dafydd’s mates at the Maudsley operated. She did her law degree at Newcastle, the hub of another gang linked to Dafydd et al.

After leaving prison, Vicky Pryce wrote a prison memoir about being an Oppressed Woman which dwelt on the friendship that she found among other inmates and the unacceptability of prison issue knickers. Vicky returned to her former job as a Gov’t economist and was on the ‘Today’ programme within weeks of being released from prison. Vicky initially stated that she wrote her memoir because she was going to campaign on behalf of prisoners, but that seems to have been forgotten now.

The world agreed that Chris Huhne was a Bastard, what with having an extra-marital affair with a woman who was bisexual.

Miss Pissabed was released early from prison but at least the ‘Daily Mail’ have stopped publishing interviews with her about her extensive cosmetic surgery and expensive clothes in which she was described as a ‘role model’.

See previous posts for further information about the phenomenon which is Miss Pissabed.

MacShane’s partner Carol Lesley Barnes was a TV newsreader and broadcaster who worked for ITN, 1975-2004. Carol was born in Norwich and attended St Martin-in-the-Fields School for Girls, Tulse Hill, London. She left school at the age of 16, taking a number of jobs for a year, before leaving to study for A levels at a local poly. Carol graduated from Sheffield University and then completed a PGCE at Birmingham University.

Carol started her working life as a supply teacher, but decided to switch to a career in media and held various posts including PR officer for the Royal Court Theatre in London and sub-editor on ‘Time Out’, before moving into broadcasting, working for Independent Radio News. She was one of the original news team members at the launch of LBC in 1973 and then worked as a reporter for BBC Radio 4 for a year, before joining ITN in 1975. During her time as an ITN reporter, Carol covered the Troubles in N Ireland and the Brixton riots in 1981. She made her name as a reporter with ITN on the lunchtime news in the late 1970s, but her first stint as a newscaster came in March 1980 when she was a presenter on the News at 5:45. Carol was a regular presenter on the ITN Lunchtime News and ITN’s weekend news bulletins, July 1985 -March 1989 and then again, Jan 1991-1998. During the intervening period, she was a presenter of the Channel 4 Daily breakfast programme. Carol regularly fronted the ITN flagship News at Ten programme, as well as other current affairs programmes. Barnes left ITN in 1999 and then returned in 2003 to work on their short-lived 24-hour ITV News Channel until she left in 2004. 

Carol Barnes will have known about the Westminster Paedophile Ring, including Kincora and Dafydd’s involvement and links with it all. Furthermore, she’ll have acquired a great deal of information about the corruption and serious criminality involved when she was in a relationship with Denis MacShane.

No wonder someone really hates Denis.

Denis ended up being investigated by the Met for doing no more than many other MPs had done in 2012. By which time Operation Pallial was re-investigating the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and the Macur Review of the Waterhouse Inquiry was on the way.

Tony Francis killed himself in 2012.

In 2013 Denis was imprisoned. By which time I had been illegally incarcerated at Parkhead Hospital and then transferred to the Heddfan Unit at Wrexham Maelor Hospital. Unlawfully and unnecessarily.

Carol’s daughter from her relationship with Denis died in that skydiving accident in March 2004. Which was just about when I appeared in court for ‘threats to kill’ – the charges were withdrawn on the first day of the trial. My documents show that numerous people committed perjury and conspiracy in an attempt to have me imprisoned.

Carol also had a son James, after she married ITN cameraman Nigel Thomson.

Carol lived in Brighton, the location of John Allen’s brothels, to which he trafficked children in care from north Wales. The firebomb which killed five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal was thrown into a building in Brighton in April 1992 (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’). Carol became a local magistrate in 1999, until forced to stand down after being convicted of a drink-driving offence in 2004, shortly after her daughter’s death. A lot of people will have been waiting for an excuse to get Carol off of that bench and I know magistrates who have done rather worse than driving when drunk.

On 4 March 2008, it was reported that Carol Barnes had suffered a life-threatening stroke that had left her in a coma. The Top Doctors did not expect her to recover and several of her closest friends also voiced these fears.  Her son James gave doctors permission to switch off her life support system after they had warned him that there was no ‘reasonable hope’ that she would recover. While Barnes was dying in hospital, her London flat was burgled.

I know a few people who have recovered from conditions after the Top Docs maintained categorically that they never would.

I’m sure that Brown knows that if a Top Doc ever asks him if they can turn off my life support machine, I want him to say NO, because the Top Docs cannot be believed, particularly in the case of witnesses to the crimes of Dafydd and the gang….

After Carol Barnes died, ‘The Argus’ newspaper in Brighton named their Courageous Child of the Year Award after her. The Carol Barnes Courageous Child of the Year Award is one of around 20 awards given to ‘unsung yet deserving heroes of Sussex’ at an annual ceremony, hosted by the newspaper.

The 1992 Brighton firebomb did receive coverage in the local press but the questions which needed asking never were asked. Presumably the Courageous Children who work in the media didn’t want to find that their parachutes failed to open or that the Top Docs were going to switch their life support machines off.

After my ‘threats to kill’ trial collapsed in 2004, the North West Wales NHS Trust unlawfully refused to treat me for any condition and had me arrested on every occasion on which I sought medical help. The Trust refused to refer me to anywhere else. Witness statements were submitted by members of the public who knew that this was happening. The statements were ignored and those witnesses were then threatened by NHS staff as well. CCTV footage of a Senior Angel in Ysbyty Gwynedd A&E, Stephen Gallagher, which showed Gallagher screaming at me, threatening me, refusing to treat me and calling the police although I had not committed any crime, was destroyed by Martin Jones, the Chief Exec of the North West Wales NHS Trust. The Welsh Gov’t knew about all these events and received much documentary evidence. No action was ever taken against anyone. See previous posts.

I was subjected to Gallagher’s onslaught some six hours after my father died. He died very slowly and very painfully at the hands of the Top Docs in Somerset. My best friend from school, who knew what happened to me at the hands of Dafydd et al, gave birth to her first baby in Musgrove Park Hospital, Taunton, where my father died. Her baby died shortly after birth. She was told by an independent obstetrician that her baby undoubtedly died as a result of negligence but that the staff were all going to lie if she took legal action. My friend invited the family GP to her baby’s funeral. After the funeral he told her husband that she ‘was not good breeding material’.

Dr Johnson of Cannington Health Centre, you are so fucking twisted that you ought to relocate to north Wales, they’d welcome you with open arms.

Town Called Malice
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Carol Barnes’s son James hasn’t died in an unfortunate accident – at least not yet – but he’s certainly had his fair share of difficulties. An interview with James published by the ‘Evening Standard’ explained that James ended up in serious trouble shortly after Carol’s death. James had organised a memorial service for his mum for which ITN had told him that they would foot the bill. However James overspent, there was a row and James went out on the town in Brighton and got bladdered. After leaving a nightclub with a friend, they tried to re-enter when they realised that they had left their jackets behind. They were refused entry by the bouncer, who maintained that James carried out an ‘extremely violent and unprovoked assault’ on him. The police were called and James was then charged with assaulting two female police officers who were ‘injured’ by James when he ‘resisted arrest’. James maintained that he was distraught after his mum’s death, drunk and didn’t mean to assault anyone, let alone two women – according to James, it was a case of him in a scrum with five police officers and legs and arms flying everywhere. James was also sprayed in the face with pepper spray. James was convicted and received a suspended sentence, 200 hours community service and was ordered to pay £460 in compensation and costs.

I didn’t witness any of this and it may be that James was drunk, nasty and very violent. But there may be another interpretation. Accounts given to numerous people – as well as to Courts – of my conduct towards Top Doctors and Angels have included allegations that I too had launched ‘extremely violent and unprovoked attacks’ on various people, which included me trying to strangle, stab and throttle them. Some of these people also claimed to have been injured by me. When these people were asked to produce the evidence, in every single case they could not. It was admitted by their own lawyers that barefaced lies had been told to the police and on occasions in Court. No-one was ever investigated or prosecuted. I am not someone who gets pissed in nightclubs. I am female, have a middle class accent and am not the stereotype of a brawler. If I had been male and drunk, Dafydd et al would have had me in prison years ago. I was never assaulted by the police – although a small number of them hurled abuse at and threatened me – but I know witnesses to Dafydd’s wrongdoing in north Wales who definitely were assaulted by police, one man was nearly killed by them. In every case they were prosecuted and convicted. They lived the rest of their lives in north Wales being known as dangerous nutters. Because the courts handed them over to the mental health services after they had been convicted, they were loaded up with anti-psychotics which damaged their physical health, they lived in poverty and within a short time began feeling and looking very rough. So they looked like dangerous nutters as well. They weren’t all model citizens before their convictions, but they were not quite what the courts and mental health services pretended that that were.

But then those kids who ended up in Risley Remand Centre after being repeatedly raped and battered by Dafydd’s gang were not quite what the criminal justice system pretended they were either. See post ‘Include Me Out’.

As for bouncers, they don’t tend to be members of the liberal intelligentsia. Although I did know a bouncer in Bangor who was a graduate. Simon Worth, who had a degree in sports science. Simon Worth worked as a bouncer while he was doing his PhD and I heard him boasting to third parties of how he dragged one girl along the floor while ‘she was squealing like a pig’. After Simon failed his PhD, he applied to join the North Wales Police. At the time, the Chief Constable was Richard Brunstrom, who was desperately trying to clean up a deeply corrupt force. Simon’s application was rejected, which infuriated him, especially because according to Simon, it was only as a result of ‘something that happened when I was 19’. Not that Simon would come clean about what that something was. So Simon became a paramedic instead, the Welsh Ambulance Trust being far less fussy and full of thugs.

On one occasion Simon enjoyed sticking his head through the open window of my car and yelling at me when he was on duty. Simon later parted company with the Welsh Ambulance Trust after telling his mates that they were treating him terribly because ‘he was a whistleblower’. The Welsh Ambulance Service would indeed treat a whitsleblower terribly, but I don’t remember Simon blowing any whistles at all regarding what he knew was happening to me and others, including at the hands of the Welsh Ambulance Trust.

The Ambulance Service in north Wales were fully on board with Dafydd and the paedophiles, because it was the ambulances who would transport the unlawfully arrested and detained victims of the gang to the North Wales Hospital in the middle of the night. Police cars would have been noticed and could not have been passed off as a ‘caring’ service. I knew one ambulanceman in north Wales who was a ferocious wife beater, who was violent to his step-daughter because she was a Hergest patient and he hated nutters and who also told a Hergest patient whom he had to take to Ysbyty Gwynedd with breathing difficulties that ‘next time I’ll fucking let you die’. This ambulance man’s first wife had been incarcerated in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and was found dead, drowned on Denbigh moors, the day that she was released. Her poor husband was distraught, he had collected her from Denbigh and then as they were on their way home, his wife had Gone Mad, attacked him, overpowered him, escaped and run away across the Denbigh moor, never to be seen alive again…

 

‘I’m just a well motivated person who’s come to see ewe because I am so concerned for ewer well-being’ – Dafydd, 1986, when I had been unlawfully detained by the gang in Ysbyty Gwynedd.

‘I think I am a nice man, I’m kind to children’ – Dafydd circa 1989.

‘My children say their prayers before bed and I’m rather proud of that’ – Dafydd, press interview circa 1994.

Note the Caring Hands:

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

 

A paedophiles’ friend from north Wales was in the UK media yesterday – Guto Bebb, the Tory MP for Aberconwy, who featured on this blog recently. Guto is a former Plaid activist and was Chair of the Party in Caernarfon. He defected to the Conservatives after failing to be selected as the Plaid candidate for the seat on long-serving incumbent Dafydd Wigley’s retirement. Dafydd Wigley lived through the Peak Paedophile years in Gwynedd, Guto could not possibly have missed what was happening at the HQ of Gwynedd County Council in Caernarfon. I heard Guto interviewed on the ‘Today’ programme, complaining about Theresa and the ‘dangers’ of a No Deal Brexit. Guto got the violins and onions out, he told Justin Webb that ‘I have to be honest with you’ and talked about his ‘heavy heart’.

Guto, I have no idea how, inside your heavy heart, you actually feel about the gang of paedophiles with whom you have spent your whole life living and working cheek by jowl, but you really do need to speak out about them.

 

Diane Abbott has been in the ‘Morning Star’ praising the Fire Brigades Union. That is the FBU for which Ann Jones, the paedophiles’ friend who is the Labour AM for the Vale of Clwyd, spent many years working, as I mentioned in my post ‘It’s Just Another Gold Digger’. I mentioned in the same post that Vicky Knight, the President of the UCU, also worked for the FBU. Previous posts have explained how when I worked at Bangor University, the UCU rep Eileen Tilley was corrupt and had cultivated a chummy relationship with the corrupt HR Director, Lyn Meadows. Tilley undermined honest staff and supported staff who abused their positions. I was told that Tilley was hoping for a seat on the national executive of the UCU and that Lyn Meadows was giving her a helping hand towards that goal. Yesterday’s ‘Morning Star’ informed us that Vicky Knight is the TUC Women’s Committee Chair. Vicky wrote an article in the ‘Morning Star’ explaining how the TUC is leading the way in the fight against sexual harassment. Gosh, I’ve missed that Vicky…

A few days ago the ‘Morning Star’ reported that the FBU were involved in a legal case and were being represented by Thompsons. Thompsons have featured on this blog before. They are the lawyers who work for trade unions and throughout the years of Peak Paedophilia in north Wales, Thompsons loyally represented those unions who colluded with Dafydd et al and those unions even defended people who had abused kids after they had been convicted. Some of those who abused kids in north Wales were union reps themselves.

As Carwyn Jones approaches the end of his term as FM, there is a bit of movement in terms of those who wish to succeed him and their supporters. Owen Smith, the Labour MP for Pontypridd, has said that he’d like to see Vaughan Gething as FM. Vaughan is currently the Welsh Gov’t Health Minister who has refused to take any action in the face of the slaughter which continues apace in the NHS in north Wales. Vaughan has given those who have dared scream ‘but look at what’s happening’ a bollocking for ‘talking down the NHS’. I take this to be Vaughan’s version of Thatcher declaring people to be ‘moaning Minnies’. I can’t remember what crime the Moaning Minnies had committed, I expect they’d complained about being bludgeoned over the head by a truncheon wielded by a policeman or something trivial. It was even better when a load of people on the bones of their arse in a queue for a soup kitchen tried to talk to Thatch about their hardship, only for Thatch to bellow ‘cheer up, cheer up’ at them and walk away.

Before Vaughan Gething became an AM he was a lawyer. He worked for Thompsons. Vaughan’s supporter Owen was previously one of the most senior marketing managers at Pfizer.

Now I don’t want to hear any complaints about the nightmare scenario that is unfolding.

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No One Is Innocent

BBC News Wales, the ‘Daily Post’ and the ‘Western Mail’ have reported that 71 year old Bryan Davies has been found guilty at Mold Crown Court of 29 historical sex offences against boys who lived at the ‘private children’s home’ Ystrad Hall in Llangollen in the late 1970s, where Bryan Davies was Deputy Principal.

Yes, Bryan Davies is one who has been apprehended as a result of Operation Pallial. During the trial three more men came forward to say that they’d been abused by Davies as boys. The Operation Pallial team re-interviewed eight other men who had previously made complaints against Davies.

Davies was initially arrested in Oct 2013 in relation to him contacting three boys over the internet and inciting them to take part in sexual acts. While on bail Davies fled to Malta but was arrested under a European arrest warrant and extradited to the UK. Davies had been living in Sussex.

It was reported that Bryan Davies went on the run during the trial, was found in an hotel in Folkestone, slit his throat and was taken to King’s College Hospital in order to be operated on. I think that is why sentencing has not taken place yet. Davies is due to be sentenced on June 1.

 

Bryan Davies is one of those who was somehow not apprehended by the 1991-93 North Wales Police investigation into the abuse of children in care and of course the £13 million Waterhouse Inquiry also missed Bryan Davies. From what is being reported, boys complained about Davies assaulting them years ago. So there is now a 71 year old paedophile in King’s College Hospital following a suicide attempt.

I have argued previously on this blog that pursuing the now elderly sex offenders who were afforded complete protection by every part of the British state whilst witnesses and victims were murdered is farcical. However, it seems that Bryan Davies has continued his sex offending into old age, so yes, bringing him to trial can be justified because he was still active.

Sadly many of the people who knew about Bryan Davies’s offences years ago and protected him will never stand trial because they were all guaranteed legal indemnity if they agreed to give evidence at the Waterhouse Inquiry, even if they lied. For example these people:

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

Cledwyn Williams

 

Lucille Hughes

 

Neither will the people who protected the people pictured above ever stand trial.

Such as the man on the left in this photo:

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Or indeed this man, who spends his days in the Lords:
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Neither will any of the many people who looked the other way as some of us were screaming as loudly as we could ever stand trial. Such as:

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Many others who passed by on the other side can be found in the Commons, in the Lords, running the UK’s health and care system or in the Inns of Court. I’m sure that they will be delighted at the conviction of one 71 year old man and use this to reassure us that there is Zero Tolerance re sex offences in our nation.

Another glass of champagne Professor Bluglass?

 

My post ‘Feet In Chains’ suggested that Dafydd, the paedophiles and their friends should all be detained in one of Dafydd’s own ‘nursing homes’ under the Mental Capacity or Mental Health Act – they would be treated far worse in there than they ever would be in prison. If pigs started flying and Dafydd was ever put on trial and imprisoned, he would be one of those celebrity prisoners who receive special treatment because of their links with organised crime, such as Ronnie Kray did when he was in Broadmoor. When it was revealed that Ronnie Kray was being supplied with luxuries and privileges and that the Angels of Broadmoor deferred to him, a number of politicians appeared in the media fuming.  What did they expect? Jimmy Savile and his mate had been appointed managers – by Thatcher’s Health Minister Trumpers – and two of the civil service mandarins in the Dept of Health at the time were known associates of paedophiles (see posts ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’ and ‘The Old Devils’). Furthermore, it was Top Doctors like Dafydd and Bluglass who decided who ended up in Broadmoor and it was their Top Doctor mates at Broadmoor who decided what ‘treatment programmes’ patients were placed on.

 

Whilst pondering on the Ronnie Kray and Broadmoor business, I remembered another high profile villain of yesteryear who did so well out of the inadequacies of the British criminal justice system that I can only conclude that, like Ronnie Kray – who was mates with various well-connected people such as Lord Bob Boothby, the bisexual swinging Conservative politician who had an affair with Harold Macmillan’s wife Dorothy as well as a great many other people – this man had help from people in high places. I am thinking of Ronnie Biggs.

My post ‘So Who Was Angry About What?’ mentions that in late 1962/early 1963, two west country farmers in financial difficulties received a letter from a London solicitor inviting them to a meeting where they ‘would hear something to their benefit’. The farmers had barely visited London in their lives and had never heard of the solicitor, Theodore Goddard. They were then visited by a rep of Theodore Goddard who offered them cash to the value of their farm but didn’t actually want to buy it off them. Theodore Goddard wanted them to move out of the farm for a few months, allow the clients of Theodore Goddard to ‘use the farm’ and then move back in. The farmers were terrified and presumed that they were dealing with crooks, so refused the generous offer. The farmers subsequently put their farm on the market and as they were shifting all their stuff out, the farmer’s wife told me that Theodore Goddard turned up again with literally cases of used notes, telling them what idiots they were not to do the deal. The Great Train Robbery happened months later and the farmers noticed the similarity of the farm used by Biggs et al to their own. They had no proof that the weird letter and worrying men from Theodore Goddard were connected to Mr Biggs et al but they never stopped wondering. They kept the letter for years which was how they were able to give me details of what was in it.

A further twist was that one reason why the farmers had ended up in such financial difficulty was that they had done business with a company of which Harold Macmillan’s son was a Director and they had been ripped off – along with a lot of other farmers. The company had contracted farmers to breed and raise pigs on their behalf, but no-one was ever paid – I was told that it was quite a well-known scandal at the time and that a lot of people lost a lot of money, after having been duped into doing business with a company starring Maurice Macmillan, because after all he was the PM’s son, so it had to be OK.

I was reminded of all this last summer when I read a biography of Bertrand Russell. Russell used his solicitors to really shaft people, including his own son John, who had mental health problems. Russell’s solicitors were Theodore Goddard. My post ‘So Who Was Angry About What?’ details the trail of havoc and broken lives that Russell left in his wake and his highly sexually exploitative ways. Members of Russell’s family had a penchant for acquiring diagnoses of schizophrenia and Russell was always ready to stress their unacceptable and unfathomable behaviour and what a trial for him it was to have Mental Illness In The Family. People close to Russell’s Mad Relatives told a story of Russell behaving appallingly, of abuse and intimidation and of Top Docs being asked by Russell to bang up those bloody relatives who were making such a nuisance of themselves.

One of Russell’s relatives who had a particularly hard time was his granddaughter Lucy, who set fire to herself and as a result died at the age of 26. Lucy had been virtually brought up by Russell, after he succeeded in having her father deemed as too crackers to have custody of his own daughter. Like her dad, Lucy was told that she had schizophrenia. Before this diagnosis Lucy had told people that she felt very uncomfortable about her grandfather’s behaviour towards her…

Russell spent his later years living at Penrhyndeudraeth in what is now Gwynedd. It was there that Lucy lived with him for extended periods of time. The area in which Russell lived was an interesting one sociologically because of the presence of an Anglo-Welsh aristocrat nearby, Sir Clough Williams-Ellis. Clough owned an estate in Cwm Croesor and let his properties out to his friends – many of whom were well-known bohemians, activists and writers – during the middle years of the 20th century. A great many well-known people passed through Cwm Croesor. The most famous ones were people like Eric Hobsbawm and E.P. Thompson, but a bit of digging throws up a picture of, it seems, nearly every high profile artist/writer/activist crashing out there for at least some time. They were referred to as the Welsh Bloomsbury set.

Some of Clough’s circle were moneyed aristocrats. I recently purchased an extract from Bertrand Russell’s diaries in which he recorded his visits to Clough’s place with his friends and most of those mentioned are landowning gentry from across north Wales, such as Lord and Lady Aberconway. Russell also spent time with Woodrow Wyatt – Wyatt was a man who, although he was a Labour MP, ended up as an adviser to and friend of Margaret Thatcher (An Appalling Vista’).

So Cwm Croesor attracted a curious mix of posh people, bohemians, Communists and peace activists, some of whom wanted to start a revolution. Then there were the local people – Welsh speakers who worked in quarrying or farming. Croesor was probably the first Welsh speaking area in north Wales to experience mass inward migration of English people. I collected data for a community study of Croesor some six years ago and I found that although at one time the local people seemed to live quite harmoniously with the visitors, by the early 1970s relationships had become quite fraught. Various people made various suggests as to why that was, but I don’t want to publish that here.

What is salient regarding this blog is that I discovered that Dafydd et al had impacted on Croesor. Which is hardly surprising – Dafydd and Gwynne the lobotomist impacted everywhere. In 1964 the social anthropologist Isabel Emmett published ‘A North Wales Village: A Social Anthropological Study’, a community study of Llanfrothen, the village just down the road from Croesor. Isabel was a social anthropologist from Manchester University who married a man from Llanfrothen and she knew the community well. Her book caused a degree of aggro because some of the villagers felt that she’d sleighted them. Isabel mentioned for example that there was a high rate of illegitimacy in this Nonconformist Welsh speaking village. One of the villagers made the point to me in defence of his village’s reputation that ‘all those illegitimate children belonged to one mother’.

Another book was written about life in Croesor by Philip O’Connor, ‘Living In Croesor’ and another of the writers who lived there wrote a novel based on people whom he knew in the village.

Material written about Croesor/Llanfrothen often contains the observation that there was a degree of distress and dysfunction on the part of some people in the area. That is of course true of everywhere, but in some of the relationships between people in Croesor/Llanfrothen there were substantial power differentials. Isabel’s book mentions that certain Top Doctors and lawyers in the wider region were in such powerful positions that people really did fear crossing their paths, because ruination would result. When I read that, I immediately wondered ‘Dafydd and Gwynne?’ I now wonder ‘William Mars-Jones?’ as well.

Then I read a terribly sad account of a young woman who had been taken down to Croesor by her new husband in the 1950s/60s, a man much older than her, where they lived in very difficult circumstances. Or at least she did. He buried himself in his poetry and writing, drank very heavily and went out to see his mates. He then left her for another woman. What happened to her? Er – she was declared mad and taken to the North Wales Hospital where she stayed until it closed decades later. Or as we now know, until only parts of the hospital closed. She was finally released in the 1990s, an old lady, who was parked in Betws-y-Coed to live out her days. The precipitating factor that caused this woman’s crisis was, I seem to remember, a pregnancy that her husband wasn’t too happy about…

 

I know enough about Dafydd and Gwynne to know that influential yet exploitative/abusive people with money who might want to shut someone up would find Dafydd and Gwynne very useful. Bertrand Russell was living at Penrhyndeudraeth when he was informing Theodore Goddard that members of his family were insane and should be locked up in their own interests.

Dafydd! Did you perchance ever have dealings with a Nobel Prize winning polymath peace campaigning friend of Tariq Ali who wasn’t quite what the wider world thought that he was? I think we should be told.

 

I was told by one of my interviewees that there had been a big problem in the area because until – I think – 1968, there was no Welsh speaking social worker available, so Welsh people were being hauled off to the North Wales Hospital Denbigh on the basis of an interview conducted in a foreign language. An advance had allegedly been made when a Welsh speaking social worker was appointed, from the locality. Of course I think that people should be assessed in a language that they speak – and feel comfortable with – if they are at risk of being hauled off to an asylum. But this is Dafydd and Gwynne we are talking about. They could have offered interviews in English, Welsh and Japanese and decisions would still not have been taken in the best interests of the patient.

Dafydd and Gwynne were running a hell-hole with a dungeon in which they incarcerated the victims of a paedophile gang. The Welsh-speaking social worker would have been working for Dafydd and Gwynne.

I was not given the name of the Welsh speaking social worker who’s presence at Croesor was supposed to constrain the activities of the paedophiles’ friends, but in about 2004 I had an encounter with a Welsh speaking social worker who lived in Croesor.

This was at the height of my battles with the Arfon Community Mental Health Team, after I had narrowly escaped prison following yet another attempt to frame me and after many years of enduring Keith Fearns’s unpleasantness and harassment in the face of Gwynedd Social Services flat refusal to take action against Fearns.

So some thirteen years ago I decided to try and obtain a copy of my records from Gwynedd Social Services. Someone had told me that Fearns et al now had a new manager who was actually trying to address their dreadful conduct. That manager was a man called Merfyn Hughes (full name Thomas Merfyn Hughes). I ended up having a phone conversation with Mr Hughes – it was a fraught conversation because Mr Hughes insisted on referring to me as a ‘service user’. I told him that I wasn’t a ‘service user’, I was a human being and furthermore I had never received a ‘service’ from Fearns and the Arfon Team, only constant aggro. However to be fair to him, Mr Hughes told me that he would request a copy of the records that the Arfon Team had compiled on me (even though I had never been a ‘client’ of theirs). Further telephone calls to Mr Hughes revealed that the Arfon Team were ignoring his requests. So Mr Hughes told me that he would personally visit the Arfon Team’s offices and retrieve the records himself. I understand that he did do this. I did eventually receive a copy of these records, although the harassment from Fearns et al continued. However I was later told that Merfyn Hughes had never managed to get the Arfon Team under control and that he had now retired.

In 2011 I was told that a man who had once been Elfyn Llwyd’s electoral agent (Llwyd is a barrister and the former Plaid MP for Dwyfor Meirionydd) had been found dead in rather strange circumstances. This job description didn’t mean anything to me – but I was then told his name, Merfyn Hughes and that he’d been a social worker with Gwynedd. I realised that this was the man who had braved Fearns and extracted my files in person.

I googled the story and found this newspaper report detailing Mr Hughes’s death http://www.walesonline.co.uk/news/local-news/man-died-after-falling-down-1845258

So the inquest at Caernarfon held by the notorious Dewi Pritchard Jones  heard that Merfyn had been drinking in the Bron Danw Arms and that the pub landlord had said that he ‘wasn’t sober’. He left the pub at 2 am to walk home. He never got home – his body was found 36 hours later in the garden of somebody else’s house, behind a greenhouse, at the bottom of an embankment and could not be seen from the road or the house. Detective Inspector Brian Kearney stated that there were marks on the footpath above the embankment consistent with someone having rolled down the embankment and that one of Mr Hughes’s shoelaces was undone. A postmortem showed no signs of a head injury and tests showed little alcohol in his blood at the time of death. Pathologist Mark Lord said that death was due to hypothermia.

Dewi recorded a verdict of accidental death and then reached a quite extraordinary conclusion as to how Mr Hughes’s death occurred, even by Dewi’s standards – ‘he somehow slipped and fell down the embankment but nothing to show he tried to get out. It appears that he fell asleep, the cold took over and he later died’. Now I don’t know about Dewi, but if I fell down an embankment in the early hours of the morning and landed in someone else’s garden, I don’t think that I’d then decide to have a nap on the spot rather than try to get out. And even if I did make such a decision I very much doubt that I’d be able to get such a good night’s sleep that I’d die of hypothermia somewhere along the way. And if the pub landlord had stated that Merfyn ‘wasn’t sober’, why was there ‘little alcohol’ in his blood at the time of death? It’s also fascinating that at some point after falling down the embankment, going to sleep and dying, Mr Hughes managed to conceal his body behind a greenhouse in a spot where it could not be seen from the road or house.

People in Gwynedd have become used to reading Dewi’s bizarre speculations when people with mental health problems have been found dead – but it would seem that people working in the mental health services are also found dead in inexplicable circumstances, only for Dewi Pritchard Jones to conjure up a most unlikely explanation for their death.

 

Anyone for re-opening an investigation into Merfyn Hughes’s death? Let alone for doing a bit of digging regarding the identity of the tame Top Doctor whom Bertrand Russell had on tap and finding out how many vulnerable people who had been stung by Russell’s mates were hauled off to Denbigh, suffering from the vapours/a wandering womb/spermattorrhea/cottage ignition syndrome/paranoid schizophrenia/manic depressive insanity or other serious conditions that Europe’s leading forensic psychiatrist knows all about?

‘Denbigh is unique’ – Dafydd, circa 1994.

 

 

To return to Ronnie Biggs, who may perhaps have known a firm of solicitors called Theodore Goddard.

John Theodore Goddard founded the law firm bearing his name based in London. The firm merged with Addleshaw Booth & Co in May 2003 to become Addleshaw Goddard. Theodore Goddard was the solicitor appointed by Wallis Simpson as an adviser to her during divorce proceedings. When King Edward VIII’s intention to marry Wallis became known, Goddard became closely involved in the abdication negotiations, at the behest of PM Stanley Baldwin. Goddard personally negotiated with Wallis, the King and the PM.

Theodore Goddard’s early reputation enabled him to attract as a valuable client the newly created office of the Public Trustee. It was the Public Trustee who collaborated with Dafydd when he fleeced Mary Wynch decades later.

John Theodore Goddard retired as senior partner in 1950 and died in 1952. The 1950s saw a period of further growth through amalgamation with, in particular, the City firm of Deacons & Pritchard (founded in 1834) and the firm of Rhys Roberts & Co (founded in 1883 by future PM David Lloyd George, a partner of the firm until his Parliamentary duties grew too burdensome).

The firm was again caught up in the Profumo Affair. In 1963, then senior partner Derek Clogg was instructed by Profumo. At the time of the Profumo Affair, Lord Astor was married to his third wife, Bronwen. Bronwen went to school in Dolgellau and was the daughter of a Welsh judge. See post ‘In Memoriam – Bronwen, Lady Astor’ for details of the Profumo Affair, the involvement of Trumpers and others. Theodore Goddard & Co was referred to in Hansard as ‘a solicitor of the highest reputation and widest experience’ who ‘has had great experience in cases dealing with libel, with divorce and all those matters where human frailty and possible lying may come into account’. In the late 1950s and early 1960s, Theodore Goddard & Co attracted many company clients and the commercial side of the practice grew rapidly.

 

More recently Theodore Goddard has retained a strong media and entertainment law practice alongside a private client capability (including private tax work for members of The Rolling Stones and David Bowie). The firm occasionally gave rise to high-profile cases involving celebrities including the firm’s instruction in relation to the ‘Hello!’ magazine dispute over photographs of Catherine Zeta-Jones wedding to and its appointment by Michael Jackson to advise on the ‘Living With Michael’ documentary.

 

Ronnie Biggs was born in Lambeth and in 1947, at age 18, Biggs enlisted in the RAF. He was dishonourably discharged two years later, after breaking into a local chemist shop. One month after that, he was convicted of stealing a car and sentenced to prison. On his release, he took part in a failed robbery attempt of a bookmaker office in Lambeth. During his incarceration in HMP Wandsworth, he met Bruce Reynolds, The Brains in the Great Train Robbery.

After his third prison sentence, Biggs tried to go straight and trained as a carpenter. In Feb 1960, he married Charmian. Biggs, who needed money to fund a deposit on the purchase of a house for his family, was working on the house of a train driver who was about to retire. The driver’s real name is unknown, since he was never caught. He was the one who introduced Biggs to the train robbery plot. 

The gang then stopped the mail train from Glasgow to London in the early hours of 8 Aug 1963. The robbery yielded the participants £2.6 million (equivalent to £49 million in 2017); Biggs’s share was £147,000 (equivalent to £2,824,900 in 2018). Three weeks later, Biggs was arrested in South London, along with 11 other members of the gang. In 1964, nine of the 15-strong gang, including Biggs, were jailed for the crime. Most received sentences of 30 years. Lord Edmund-Davies was the judge who presided over the trial and many thought that the sentences were too severe. Edmund-Davies was one of the paedophiles’ friends of Wales.

Biggs served 15 months before escaping from Wandsworth Prison on 8 July 1965, scaling the wall with a rope ladder and dropping onto a waiting removal van. He fled to Brussels by boat, then sent a note to his wife to join him in Paris where he had acquired new identity papers and was undergoing plastic surgery. During his time in prison, Charmian had started an extramarital relationship and was pregnant by the time of his escape to the Continent. Choosing to support her husband, she had an illegal abortion in London and then travelled with their two sons to Paris to join Biggs.

So thus far, it sounds as though there were some helpful prison officers who didn’t see anything or hear anything and some Top Docs willing to assist without asking questions.

In 1966, Biggs fled to Australia. By that time Biggs and his family had spent all but £7,000 (equivalent to £119,700 in 2018) of his £147,000 share of the train robbery proceeds: £40,000 (equivalent to £683,800 in 2018) on plastic surgery in Paris; £55,000 (equivalent to £940,200 in 2018) paid as a package deal to get him out of the UK to Australia; and the rest on legal fees and expenses.

LEGAL FEES?? He was an escaped robber…Was the bill from Theodore Goddard?

In 1967, Biggs received an anonymous letter from Britain telling him that Interpol suspected that he was in Australia, so he moved from Sydney to Melbourne. Biggs had a number of jobs in Melbourne before undertaking set construction work at the Channel 9 TV studios. In Oct 1969, a newspaper report by a Reuters correspondent revealed that Biggs was living in Melbourne and claimed that police were closing in on him. Biggs fled his home, staying with family friends in the outer eastern suburbs of Melbourne. Five months later, he fled on a passenger liner from the Port of Melbourne, using the altered passport of a friend; his wife and sons remained in Australia. Twenty days later, the ship berthed in Panama and within two weeks Biggs had flown to Brazil.

Following disclosure of Biggs’ fathering a child in Brazil, Charmian agreed to a divorce which was completed in 1976. Allowed by authorities to remain in Australia, she sold her story for £40,000 to an Australian media group to enable her to purchase the rented house that the family had lived in at the time of Biggs’s flight to Brazil. Charmian later became an editor, publisher and journalist. Her sons—who later visited Biggs a few times in Brazil— live anonymously. In 2012 Charmian acted as a consultant on the five-part ITV Studios docu-drama Mrs Biggs.

In 1970, when Biggs arrived in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil did not have an extradition treaty with the UK. In 1974, ‘Daily Express’ reporter Colin MacKenzie received information suggesting that Biggs was in Rio de Janeiro. This confirmed and the story broke. Jack Slipper of the Yard arrived soon afterwards, but Biggs could not be extradited because his girlfriend, nightclub dancer Raimunda de Castro, was pregnant. Brazilian law at the time did not allow a parent of a Brazilian child to be extradited.

During 1974, in Rio, Biggs, collaborated others to record Mailbag Blues, a musical narrative of his life that he intended to use as a movie soundtrack. This album was left undiscovered until it was finally released in 2004 by whatmusic.com.

In April 1977 Biggs attended a cocktail party on board a Royal Navy frigate which was in Rio for a courtesy visit, but he was not arrested. Though in Brazil he was safe from extradition, Biggs’s status as a known felon meant he could not work, visit bars or be away from home after 10:00 p.m. To provide an income, Biggs’s family hosted barbecues at his home in Rio, where tourists could meet Biggs and hear him recount his involvement in the robbery. Biggs was even visited by former footballer Stanley Matthews. Around this time, “Ronnie Biggs” mugs, coffee cups and T-shirts also appeared throughout Rio.

Biggs recorded vocals on two songs for ‘The Great Rock and Roll Swindle’, Julien Temple’s film about the Sex Pistols. Not only did Sid Vicious and Nancy Spungeon come to their ends in questionable circumstances, but one who knew them, Adam Ant aka Stuart Goddard, had some very bad experiences with the Top Docs, experiences which Stuart Goddard was prevented from talking about in the media.

In March 1981, Biggs was kidnapped by a gang of British ex-soldiers. The boat they took him aboard suffered mechanical problems off Barbados and the stranded kidnappers and Biggs were rescued by the Barbados coastguard and towed into port. The kidnappers hoped to collect a reward from the British police; however, like Brazil, Barbados was found to have had no valid extradition treaty with the United Kingdom (a fact which chess player David Levy claimed to have paid lawyers to unearth) and Biggs was sent back to Brazil. In Feb 2006, Channel 4 aired a documentary featuring dramatisations of the attempted kidnapping and interviews with the ex-British Army soldier who carried it out. The ITN reporter Desmond Hamill paid to accompany Biggs on the private Learjet returning him to Brazil and secured an exclusive interview.

Biggs’s son by de Castro, Michael Biggs, eventually became a member of a successful children’s programme and music band, bringing a new source of income to his father. In a short time, however, the band faded into obscurity, leaving father and son in financial difficulty again.

In 1991, Biggs sang vocals for a German punk band and in 1993, Biggs sang on three tracks for an album by an Argentinian punk band.

In 1997 the UK and Brazil ratified an extradition treaty. Two months later, the UK Gov’t made a formal request to the Brazilian Gov’t for Biggs’s extradition. Biggs had stated that he would no longer oppose extradition. English lawyer Nigel Sangster QC travelled to Brazil to advise Biggs. The extradition request was rejected by the Brazilian Supreme Court, giving Biggs the right to live in Brazil for the rest of his life.

In 2001 Biggs announced to ‘The Sun’ newspaper that he would be willing to return to the UK. Having 28 years of his sentence left to serve, Biggs was aware that he would be detained upon arrival in Britain. His trip back on a private jet was paid for by ‘The Sun’, which reportedly paid Michael Biggs, Ronnie’s son, £20,000 plus other expenses in return for exclusive rights to the news story. Biggs arrived on 7 May 2001, whereupon he was immediately arrested and re-imprisoned.

Michael said that, contrary to some press reports, Biggs did not return to the UK simply to receive health care. On 14 November 2001, Biggs petitioned Governor Hynd of HMP Belmarsh for early release on compassionate grounds based on his poor health. He had been treated four times at the Queen Elizabeth Hospital, Woolwich in less than six months. His health was deteriorating rapidly and he asked to be released into the care of his son for his remaining days. The application was denied. On 10 Aug 2005, it was reported that Biggs had contracted MRSA. His representatives, seeking for his release on grounds of compassion, said that their client’s death was likely to be imminent. On 26 Oct 2005, the Home Secretary Charles Clarke declined his appeal stating that his illness was not terminal. Home Office compassion policy is to release prisoners with three months left to live. Biggs was claimed by Michael to need a tube for feeding and to have ‘difficulty’ speaking.

On 4 July 2007, Biggs was moved from Belmarsh Prison to Norwich Prison on compassionate grounds. In Dec 2007, Biggs issued a further appeal, from Norwich Prison, asking to be released from jail to die with his family: ‘I am an old man and often wonder if I truly deserve the extent of my punishment. I have accepted it and only want freedom to die with my family and not in jail. I hope Mr. Straw decides to allow me to do that. I have been in jail for a long time and I want to die a free man. I am sorry for what happened. It has not been an easy ride over the years. Even in Brazil I was a prisoner of my own making. There is no honour to being known as a Great Train Robber. My life has been wasted.’

In Jan 2009, after a series of strokes that were said to have rendered him unable to speak or walk, it was claimed in the press that Biggs was to be released in Aug 2009 and would die a ‘free man’. Michael had also claimed that the Parole Board might bring the release date forward to July 2009. On 13 Feb 2009, it was reported that Biggs had been taken to hospital from his cell at Norwich Prison, suffering from pneumonia. This was confirmed the following day by Michael, who said Biggs had serious pneumonia but was stable. News of his condition prompted fresh calls from Michael Biggs for his release on compassionate grounds.

On 23 April the Parole Board recommended that Biggs be released on 4 July, having served a third of his 30-year sentence. However, on 1 July Jack Straw did not accept the Parole Board’s recommendation and refused parole, stating that Biggs was ‘wholly unrepentant’. On 28 July 2009, Biggs was readmitted to Norfolk and Norwich University Hospital with pneumonia. He had been admitted to the same hospital a month earlier with a chest infection and a fractured hip but returned to prison on 17 July 2009. His son said: ‘It’s the worst he’s ever been. The doctors have just told me to rush there.’

On 30 July 2009, it was claimed by representatives of Biggs that he had been given ‘permission’ to challenge the decision to refuse him parole. However, the Home Office stated only that an application for the early release on compassionate grounds of a prisoner at HMP Norwich had been received by the public protection casework section in the National Offender Management Service. Biggs was released from custody on 6 August, two days before his 80th birthday, on ‘compassionate grounds’.

Following his release from prison, Biggs’s health improved, leading to suggestions that he might soon be moved from hospital to a nursing home. In response to claims that Biggs’s state of health had been faked, his lawyer stated, ‘This man is going to die, there is going to be no Lazarus coming back from the dead, he is ill, he is seriously ill.’ Biggs himself stated, ‘I’ve got a bit of living to do yet. I might even surprise them all by lasting until Christmas, that would be fantastic.’

On 29 May 2010, Biggs was again admitted to hospital in London after complaining of chest pain. He underwent tests at Barnet General Hospital. Michael stated that ‘he’s conscious but he’s in a lot of pain’. In Aug 2010, it was claimed by the ‘Sunday Mirror’ that Biggs would be attending a gala dinner where he would be collecting a lifetime achievement award for his services to crime.

On 10 Feb 2011, Biggs was admitted to Barnet General Hospital with another suspected stroke. Michael said he was conscious and preparing to have a CT scan and a series of other tests to determine what had happened. On 17 November 2011, Biggs launched his new and updated autobiography, ‘Ronnie Biggs: Odd Man Out – The Last Straw’, at Shoreditch House, London. He was unable to speak and used a Word board to communicate with the press.

On 12 Jan 2012, ITV Studios announced it had commissioned the drama ‘Mrs Biggs’.  Charmian Biggs acted as a consultant on the series and travelled to Britain from Australia to visit Biggs in Feb 2012, just before the filming.

In March 2013, Biggs attended the funeral of fellow train robber, Bruce Reynolds. In July 2013, ‘The Great Train Robbery 50th Anniversary:1963–2013′ was published, with input from Biggs and Reynolds.

On 18 Dec 2013, aged 84, Biggs died at the Carlton Court Care Home in Barnet. The Rev Dave Tomlinson officiated at Biggs’ funeral, for which he drew public criticism; Tomlinson responded to critics by reminding everyone ‘Judge not, that ye be not judged’.

 

Ronnie Biggs got a rather better deal out of the British criminal justice system and certainly from the NHS than any victim of Dafydd and the paedophiles ever did. Somehow they never managed to escape from prison, although a lot of them were found dead on the ‘medical wing’ in Risley Remand Centre. They didn’t continue to live for years after Top Docs stated that they should be released on compassionate grounds because the end was imminent, indeed a lot of them told Top Docs of serious health problems only to be told in response that there was nothing wrong with them. Neither were they feted by the media. They were denounced as nutters and addicts who had been ‘feral children’ or ‘out of control’ when they were young. If they ever demonstrated that they had been fitted up for crimes, they would be reminded that they were ‘no angel’ and ‘had got away with lots of other things’. But then they didn’t have access to the services of people like Theodore Goddard.

There were people who did object very strongly to the making of a folk hero out of Ronnie Biggs, but in his defence Biggs and co reminded everyone that he was an honest thief, he never killed nobody. The son of the train driver who was coshed on the head during the robbery pointed out that his dad never recovered from his injury. Biggs’ supporters retorted that the train driver died years later of an unrelated condition. Not only do head injuries have long term devastating consequences, but the Top Docs seemed to be keen to help Biggs et al and could well have decided not to flag up the degree of damage done to the train driver.

Even if Biggs et al had not injured anyone, the thing that worries me is the number of crooked professional people who were prepared to help Biggs and his mates. At least some of them will have been among those who helped Dafydd and the paedophiles. That is why, 50 yrs after John Allen opened the Bryn Alyn Community and after two police investigations, one ‘independent’ investigation and a £13 million Judicial Inquiry into the abuse of children in care in north Wales since 1974, a 71 year old paedophile is currently in King’s College Hospital after escaping during his trial, when he was finally charged with numerous offences that he committed 40 yrs ago. And still we are told that there was no cover-up in north Wales.

Career criminals like Brains Bruce Reynolds make contacts with corrupt professional people via many routes. However I note that before he embarked on his life of crime, Reynolds worked in the Middlesex Hospital. Which was where Gwynne the lobotomist trained and which supplied an alumni network that protected him until the day that he died. In old age, of cancer. Not by hanging in Risley Remand Centre when he was 19 after he complained of being repeatedly sexually assaulted.

 

Other news from north Wales is that a carer at the Heddfan Unit has been jailed for more than five years after appearing in Caernarfon Crown Court for having sex with a patient ‘young enough to be his daughter’. Not just once, but on a number of occasions. Neither did this sound like a Mills and Boon hospital romance – the carer was involved in a relationship with his ex-wife as well as another woman. The patient has stated that she now realises that she was exploited. Presumably Dr Peter Higson, the Chair of the Betsi Board, is now investigating complaints of staff sexually exploiting patients. That’s a new direction – Higson ignored complaints about Dafydd doing this for years when Higson was the manager of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. The carer concerned had worked at the Heddfan Unit since 2001.

In 2006 the Heddfan carer was convicted for ‘outraging public decency’ in a ‘flashing incident’, but the Health Board didn’t know and his employment continued. Can someone explain how his employers didn’t know about that? In 2006 the Betsi Board had not been created – the Heddfan Unit was still managed by the Welsh Gov’t, but by a previous NHS Trust. In 2006 Gangster Gibbons was Health Minister – Gangster Gibbons wrote to me at that time telling me that ‘this correspondence is closed’ when I told him that I had documentary evidence of serious criminal activity in the mental health services in north Wales. Gangster Gibbons knew as well as the rest of us that staff should have been regularly CRB checked to guard against this sort of event. So why didn’t that happen then Gibbons? Furthermore, I know that Martin Jones at the NW Wales NHS Trust wasn’t carrying out CRB checks on his staff either, two different moles told me. Until very recently Martin Jones was Director of the Workforce at the Betsi. Martin Jones’s wrongdoing was one matter about which Gangster Gibbons closed down correspondence with me. For more details on Gangster Gibbons and his deep and meaningful relationship with another fraudster of south Wales, Julian Tudor Hart, see post ‘The Human Stain’.

 

The sex fiend of the Heddfan Unit was not the only carer in north Wales in trouble. An ‘incompetent care worker’, Lee Woods, employed by Wrexham County Borough Council, has been struck off by a Social Care Wales fitness to practice committee, who concluded that he posed a risk to young people and could not be relied upon the deliver a service ‘to individuals’. The concerns were that Woods failed to carry out his boss’s instructions, which included failing to complete housing and welfare rights applications for clients and submitting inaccurate expense claims. Once more, I can only suppose that standards are improving. For years social workers – including senior social workers such as ‘team leader’ Keith Fearns – employed by Gwynedd Social Services flatly refused to give scores of people any ‘service’ at all. Those people did not know about the benefits to which they were entitled so they lived at sub-benefit level and had no chance of gaining accommodation unless they rented or purchased privately because to gain social housing, mental health patients in Gwynedd needed their application endorsed by the Arfon CMHT. The reason for their refusal to assist certain clients was always the same – that they had ‘upset people’. Translated that meant that they’d complained about Dafydd and the paedophiles.

I don’t know if the Arfon Team submitted fraudulent expense claims, but I’d imagine that they’d find that particular temptation hard to resist. They did used to sit in Bangor Morrison’s cafe every morning from 9-30 until 11-30 enjoying a cooked breakfast when they were supposed to be on duty down the road in their office. But then the team alcohol counsellor Tom Harney was an alcoholic who ran a pub on the north Wales coast. When the then CEO of the Betsi Mary Burrows kicked Harney out of his job for seriously neglecting his patients, Harney got a job with Dafydd’s charity CAIS. As an alcohol counsellor of course.

Members of the Arfon Team faced no action even as a result of their threats and harassment of patients until Mary Burrows launched an investigation into them some six years ago and they were subsequently all sacked for seriously neglecting clients. None of them were struck off. Keith Fearns, Julie Evans and Maggie Fookes simply set themselves up as therapists. They are still working.

The Social Care Council has only been in existence since 2016. Lee Woods had worked for WCBC since 2005. Until 2016, the body responsible for regulating Lee’s standards at work was the Care Council for Wales. There is no mention in the reports re Lee that his standards had slipped – according to WCBC he had always been hopeless, lied when he was caught out, refused to undertake training and could not be improved. The Care Council for Wales missed all that then. Who was the CEO of the Care Council for Wales throughout its entire existence? Step forward Rhian Huws Williams.

Rhian has been a paedophiles’ friend for 35 years now, as a result of her long career in social work in Wales, which began at UCNW back in the 1970s. Rhian spent some years as a training officer for mental health social work in Wales. Rhian has lived through it all – the deaths of witnesses, the police investigations, the Jillings Investigation and the Waterhouse Inquiry. She knew nuzzing. Just as she didn’t know about Lee Woods. Rhian was made a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards in 2014. She doesn’t write Cynghanedd or anything like that, so I presume that Rhian has got in there by being a mate of Dafydd’s or Robyn Lewis’s.

 

Teachers who are members of the NASUWT at Connah’s Quay High School have gone on strike on the grounds that they are ‘fearful’ of senior management. My post ‘I Warn You…’  describes the dreadful senior management of Holyhead School some 16 years ago – although the regime was in place for a few more years after that – by the Head Margaret Chantrell and her total fuckwit of a Deputy, Gerald Hewitson. The whole of north Wales knew how serious the problems were and the classroom teachers were being scapegoated. Most of the teachers at Holyhead were actually very good but they were constantly undermined by Chantrell and Hewitson. Chantrell and Hewitson did have one accomplice on the staff however – the vile Gill Dennis. Dennis volunteered to be a mentor for student teachers on placement from Bangor University and systematically tried to blow them all out of the water. According to Dennis, in the year in which I did teacher training (2000-01), none of the student teachers but one were sufficiently competent enough to qualify. Dennis came gunning for me as well, but I didn’t link her activities with Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends because before she even met me she tried to completely ruin the career of one student teacher who had been on placement at Holyhead School the term before me. Bangor University had to step in and protect all the student teachers whom Dennis tried to fail or force to withdraw from the course. I mentioned that there was one student whom Dennis did find acceptable – Dennis had such a high opinion of her that she told her to apply for a vacancy as a science teacher that was coming up and also told her that she would almost certainly be offered the job, so impressive was she. On the big day, this candidate was not offered the job. She never understood why. Gill Dennis later commented that she didn’t get the job because she wore a jumper for the interview rather than a blouse. (It wasn’t a Gyles Brandreth jumper – it was an upmarket lightweight jumper made of fine wool, which she wore with an equally upmarket suit.)

The irony was that Gill Dennis was very obviously rather unkempt and neglected herself. Her standard wear was nylon trousers with a plastic jacket, she was usually pretty grubby and unusually for someone in a professional job she had very bad teeth – they were well on the way to being blackened stumps. I’m not making these observations simply to kick Dennis in the chops – although she richly deserves it – but because I and another person noticed that those choppers of hers did resemble the sort of decaying teeth that long term amphetamine users often end up with…

On the day before I finished my placement at Holyhead, Gill Dennis told me that she’d had a bellyful of Holyhead School, she hated us, she didn’t care about us or the school and the only reason why she volunteered to be a mentor to the student teachers was to get a good reference from Gerald Hewitson in order to secure another job near Merseyside. Dennis didn’t even live in north Wales, she lived on the Wirral and drove to Holyhead every day.

Because Gill Dennis couldn’t actually point to anything that the trainee teachers had done wrong, she maintained that none of us should be allowed to qualify because we ‘lacked professionalism’.

Gerald Hewitson sexually harassed one of the trainee teachers whilst she was on placement at Holyhead School.

As Holyhead School finally imploded, Margaret Chantrell whined about the people of Holyhead in a media interview and complained that they were such a load of gits that they wouldn’t even support their ‘community school’. The school to which one of Chantrell’s prized members of staff commuted from her home in another country and couldn’t wait to escape.

If anyone knows the reason for Gill Dennis’s desire to destroy the careers of student teachers or whether her teeth had suffered because of amphetamine use, please let me know.

 

The ‘Daily Post’ has reported that raids conducted by the Merseyside Police across Merseyside, the Wirral and in Wrexham have resulted in the seizure of drugs and guns, including a machine gun.

 

Chris Lloyd of the Ogwen Valley Mountain Rescue team was interviewed by the media after the team were called out to rescue walkers who were not only alleged to be very ill-equipped but were also suspected of not being in need of rescuing but just fancied a lift back down the mountain. I know that such things do occasionally happen and when they do, Mr Lloyd and his colleagues get seriously pissed off. What was of interest was the identity of two local rent-a-gobs who also commented, neither of the rent-a-gobs being members of the Mountain Rescue team themselves.

The rent-a-gobs in question were the leader of Conwy County Council, Gareth Jones OBE and the Tory MP for Aberconwy, Guto Bebb. Bebb stated that people rescued by the Mountain Rescue team should have to fund their own rescue and Gareth Jones said that he shared Bebb’s sentiment, that no-one likes to see public money wasted, but that enforcing payment would be difficult.

Gareth Jones OBE has featured on this blog previously. He is the former Headmaster of Ysgol John Bright and in 1991 was a member of the Cartrefle Panel of Inquiry, which investigated the serious sexual assaults perpetrated on children in Cartrefle, a Clwyd children’s home. Every member of the Panel was someone who had previously concealed child abuse and one member was H.H. Ellis, the crooked County Secretary of Gwynedd County Council who had tried to frame and imprison me (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’).

Not that Gareth Jones needed to have sat on that panel to know what was happening to kids in care in north Wales. Gareth was born in 1939 in Blaenau Ffestiniog, went to Swansea University and then became a teacher and returned to north Wales. He couldn’t have missed that paedophile gang.

Gareth was the Plaid AM for Conway, 1999-03 and for Aberconwy, 2007-11. So Gareth sat in Cardiff Bay when the Waterhouse Report was published and said not a word. £13 million quid that Report cost Gareth – that will be rather more than was spent rescuing the dipsticks from the hills the other day. If you and your associates hadn’t have concealed the criminality of Dafydd et al, that £13 million could have been put to better use.

Gareth lives in Craig-y-Don, Llandudno. Dafydd holds clinics there and has a ‘nursing home’ there as well.

Before Gareth was elected for Aberconwy in 2007, he was Cabinet member of Conwy County Council for finance and resources, as well as leader of the Plaid Group. So Gareth was on that Council whilst Conwy County Council passed homes owned by Prestwood People Trafficking Ltd as being suitable, whilst clients were assaulted, injured and groomed for sex work (see post ‘A Convenient Arrangement With The Private Sector’).

In the 2007 Assembly election, Gareth campaigned on a Save Llandudno Hospital ticket, although the Labour Party denied that downgrading was planned for Llandudno Hospital. I know people who were treated at Llandudno Hospital and they spoke very highly of the care that they received. One is a good friend of mine and I have no reason to disbelieve her. However I also know that Prestwood clients were being taken to Llandudno Hospital with injuries and after suicide attempts and no questions were asked. They were only ever allowed to go for medical care in the company of Prestwood staff and then they were patched up and returned to Prestwood.

Gareth Jones was a member of the Llandudno Hospital Action Group and is a Trustee of St David’s Hospice. St David’s Hospice is run entirely by paedophiles’ friends, Alun Davies was the Chief Executive after he ran the Hergest Unit into the ground and now Trystan Pritchard is Chief Exec. Trystan is a former corrupt NHS manager who, along with Martin Jones, refused to investigate complaints of Ysbyty Gwynedd staff abusing patients when Trystan worked for the NW Wales NHS Trust. See post ‘The CEOs Of St David’s Hospice’.

Trystan is a Freemason. As I am fairly sure is Gareth Jones.

Gareth is also a Board member for Aberconwy Women’s Aid and a Patron of Tyddyn Bach, an HIV centre at Penmaenmawr.

Gareth’s political interests are social justice, the Welsh language and education. So that is why he ignored a paedophile ring that spilt over into the schools and who targeted Welsh speaking as well as English speaking kids.

Guto Bebb went really apeshit about those whom he alleges abuse the Mountain Rescue service. Guto stated that they ‘should be made to take responsibility, both moral and financial, for their actions’.

Guto hasn’t yet featured on this blog but he certainly needs to. Guto Bebb has been the Tory MP for Aberconwy since 2010. He’s been involved in a few controversies in recent years. In 2014 Guto became embroiled in a twitter spat with a constituent who has Aspergers and Guto told him that people with mental health problems should not ‘publicly comment’ no less. Then in 2017 Guto told a constituent who challenged his voting record that he was ‘talking out of his arsehole’. There was more trouble in 2017 as well – Guto was the subject of outrage after he hired his wife as a translator and office worker just before Parliament blocked the practice of MPs employing their relatives.

Guto was born in Wrexham in 1968. As Guto was growing up, the kids in the care homes just down the road from his birthplace were being battered and raped into oblivion. Not that many of them should have been allowed to publicly comment, because so many of them had mental illness diagnoses. They’d only have been talking out of their arseholes. Guto will have been delighted that so many of them didn’t ever comment, having been imprisoned or died so young.

Guto went to Ysgol Sir Hugh Owen, along with some of the kids who were being abused. But they were quietly ignored. Far better to involve oneself with the children of Dafydd Wigley who also went there.  Guto then studied history at Aberystwyth University, when it was run by the paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’).

Guto hasn’t always been a Tory. He used to be a Plaid activist and was Chairman of Caernarfon Plaid. Er – Guto, it was Plaid-dominated Gwynedd County Council with their HQ in Caernarfon who knew that their children’s homes were full of paedophiles but took no action wasn’t it?

One of my friends knew Guto. She went on a business course and Guto was doing some of the teaching. Guto told the class how hopeless the Welsh Assembly are at matters business. They probably are Guto, but nothing rivals the fuckwittery, corruption and nepotism re ‘business development’ that prevails at Gwynedd County Council.

I don’t know Guto but I think that he might know me. I was next to him shopping in Caernarfon Morrison’s once – he was pushing a trolley full of small children – and he was very icy towards me. I only knew who he was because I recognised his photo. Yes, Guto, that was me, that fucking cow who just would not shut up about Dafydd and the paedophiles and who even wrote books and academic articles about the abuse of mental health patients by mental health staff. I know that I shouldn’t be allowed to publicly comment but I’ve written well over 500 posts on this blog now…

 

Anyone interested in Welsh political history knows of Guto’s grandfather, Ambrose Bebb. Ambrose was one of the founders of Plaid, along with Saunders Lewis. Dafydd was a mate of Saunders Lewis and I bet that Dafydd was a mate of Ambrose Bebb as well. Ambrose Bebb also knew J.E. Daniel, the father of the corrupt judge Huw Daniel who was looking forward to imprisoning me in 2004 on the basis of the perjury of Angels from the Hergest Unit.

Ambrose went to Aberystwyth Univerrsity when an earlier generation of paedophiles’ friends ran the place and when it produced scores of law graduates who became corrupt lawyers and judges who concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles. When Ambrose was a student at Aber he published an article in support of the 1916 Easter Rising in Ireland which was banned by the College authorities. Ambrose spent much of his life teaching at Coleg Normal, the teacher training college which trained scores of paedophiles’ friends.

Ambrose Bebb was one of the early members of Plaid who gave Plaid the tag of being a fascist – even a Nazi-supporting – party. Ambrose Bebb did not support the Nazis, he was one of a number of Plaid leaders who had links with French Catholic nationalist far-right groups.

I don’t agree with everything that your grandfather wrote Guto, but I would never have told him that he didn’t have the right to publicly comment. But then I’m not an offensive hypocrite of a paedophiles’ friend am I.

‘They should be made to take responsibility, both moral and financial, for their actions’. £13 fucking million on a rigged enquiry Guto. So that your associates didn’t go to prison.

 

The Mountain Rescue teams in north Wales get a great deal of good PR and I’m sure that for the most part they do a worthwhile job, but there are members past and present of the Mountain Rescue teams who could give police statements about certain matters. One member of the Ogwen team is Phil Benbow, who is a senior nurse at Ysbyty Gwynedd and for a long time was a senior nurse in the Hergest Unit. Phil Benbow did not abuse patients himself but he bloody well knew that it was happening. Phil was walking onto wards where patients had just been assaulted and had visible injuries. He was told how those injuries happened as well. Time to speak out Phil? Patients died up there. Not on your shifts, but you knew that place was crawling with dangerous violent Angels and that patients were not safe.

One abuser who was involved with Mountain Rescue in north Wales – but I don’t think that it was the Ogwen team – was dear old Stephen Gallagher (see post ‘Two Dangerous Very Dishonest Nurses’). A past leading light in the Ogwen team was the late Tony Jones, a lecturer at Bangor University, who was close friends with many corrupt officers in the North Wales Police and used to get his mates to arrest students that he didn’t like just for a laugh. An aspiring policeman also volunteered with the Ogwen team. He didn’t get into the police force – something was found on his record when he was 19 that caused the North Wales Police to turn his application down. He was very angry about it at the time, but the North Wales Police wouldn’t budge. So he joined the Mountain Rescue team and then became a paramedic! I was told that the past event that the police had objected to was a violent incident. So someone put him in a green jump suit and stuck him in the back of an ambulance instead.

 

Vaughan Gething has announced that the Welsh Gov’t is to outlaw smoking in the fresh air in the grounds of public buildings, including hospitals, because of the risk to people’s health from passive smoking. Sharing thousands of cubic meters of fresh air with someone puffing on a fag is not the same as a newborn sharing a box room with someone chain smoking High Tar No 6 or Woodbines Vaughan. Before you worry about first world problems, I suggest that you ask yourself what else might be going wrong in the mental health services of the Betsi after the Tawel Fan Scandal and now the imprisonment of the flasher who was employed as a carer for having sex with a patient.

 

Carwyn has made a speech at Wales’s annual TUC conference in Llandudno. Carwyn told a lot of lies about the NHS – it is of course excellent – and talked about other achievements of his that the Wales TUC might not have been that impressed with, because Carwyn isn’t Jeremy Corbyn. Not that the Wales TUC will be in a position to point the finger at anyone now that it has been made public that Edwina Hart – the former Chair of Wales TUC – when she was Minister for the Economy and Finance, dished out business support funding in return for sexual favours (see post ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’).

 

Lastly I am delighted to be able to report another breakthrough from CR UK, who seem to have discovered many earth-shattering new things since this blog provided details of the previous research frauds conducted by people funded by CR UK. The latest breakthrough has been made by a research team from Cardiff (where else?). We are told that a method has been found of completely destroying cancer cells in ovarian cancer whilst leaving healthy tissue untouched. Details of viruses which have been ‘trained’ to recognise cancer cells were provided, along with info about the everyday habits of viruses, accompanied by the obligatory diagrams of the double helix. (Which might have to stop because somebody has just popped up with a challenge to the double helix model.) The main problem with ovarian cancer is diagnosing it in the first place and the Cardiff team don’t seem to be addressing that. Although we were told that the ‘cure’ ‘could soon be a possibility’, I note that the experiments have been conducted on mice and the work has not yet reached clinical trials. Work on mice takes many years before it translates into interventions in the clinic. Furthermore, the attrition rate of those procedures is very high – the vast majority of new drugs etc fall at the many hurdles between ‘it’s worked on the mice and the mice haven’t died’ stage and the ‘safe and effective in humans, ready for the clinic’ stage. Cardiff are jumping the gun.

 

 

 

That’s Entertainment

Readers might remember the popular police drama series on ITV that ran between 1984-2010, The Bill. In the 80s The Bill did have some good story lines which centred around some entertaining if stereotyped characters. There was June Ackland, a WPC who was good with female victims of crime, Reg Hollis who was the Sun Hill Police Station nerd and Burnside and Roach who were corrupt. Roach was a ladies man but Burnside didn’t have much patience with Birds. The weird – or perhaps as Dr Dafydd Alun Jones would say, ‘chilling’ – thing about The Bill was that two of the leading actors came unstuck in a big way in real life and a third one nearly did.

In May 1998 it was reported that Kevin Lloyd, the actor who played DC ‘Tosh’ Lines, had died after a drinking binge at the age of 49. The initial media reports portrayed Kevin Lloyd in a very negative light. It was stressed that he was an ‘overweight alcoholic’ who had neglected himself, that he was separated from his wife with whom he had seven children, that he had been violent to his wife on occasions and that the previous week he had been sacked from his job on The Bill after he turned up pissed and hadn’t learned his lines.

It soon became clear that the circumstances of Kevin’s death were very worrying. It was stated that he had been receiving treatment for alcoholism in a specialist rehab clinic, but had been refused  further treatment after he left the clinic and went out boozing in a pub. There were reports that he had begged to be readmitted to the clinic but this was refused. I took an interest in this, because there had been a number of deaths of Hergest Unit patients under such circumstances.

A different story emerged at the inquest in Oct 1998. Kevin had been a patient in the Dove Clinic in Rolleston, Staffordshire and had discharged himself on the morning of his death. Dorothy Tonks, an Angel at the Dove Clinic, told the inquest that the clinic had received a call from the landlady of a local pub saying that Kevin was trying to buy alcohol there. He then returned to the clinic ‘very drunk’ and ‘lay on his bed’. So they must have readmitted him. Tonks told the inquest that Kevin was ‘not fit to be left’, that he was very drunk and shouting and swearing. She also stated that Kevin had returned to the clinic with a bottle of whisky and a can of lager. It was stated at his inquest that when he died Kevin had been three times over the drink drive limit. Kevin had been put to bed in the ‘recovery position’ and was watched by two members of staff until about 4-40 pm. At that time, staff ‘were called away’ and it was decided that Kevin would be observed every 5 or 10 minutes. At 5 pm Kevin was found with vomit in his mouth and he was blue. Efforts were made to resuscitate him but were unsuccessful.

The inquest heard that Kevin had been prescribed a ‘cocktail of drugs’ to fight alcoholism and Dr David Green a pathologist explained that the drugs would have impaired Kevin’s level of consciousness and his reflexes, including his ability to cough up material blocking his airway.

Dr Pradheep Singhal of the Dove Clinic told the inquest that Mr Lloyd felt that he was a ‘prisoner’ and had ‘abused’ the staff. Dr Singhal said that he had met Kevin and refused to treat him because he would not abide by the clinic’s rules. It was after this that Kevin left the clinic and tried to buy alcohol in the pub.

South Staffordshire Coroner Reginald Browning recorded a verdict of misadventure and observed that ‘It is always tragic if anybody dies in circumstances such as these. It is even more poignant when that person is so talented. He crumpled under the burden of stress. He took to alcohol and in the end it killed him’.

Kevin had also been suffering from cirrhosis of the liver.

Kevin’s ex-wife told the inquest that when Kevin died he was ‘at his lowest ebb ever’. She had spoken to him the day before he died and had arranged to visit him the next week. His girlfriend attended the inquest and spoke of how Kevin drank when under stress, had tried to give up alcohol several times and had been ‘devastated’ after losing his job. Both women spoke fondly of him, expressing their deep sorrow. His children later spoke of their distress. Did anyone talk about a drunken violent git? No. What was mentioned after the inquest was that Kevin’s family were now seeking legal advice with a view to taking action against the clinic.

There was no mention anywhere of what it was that had caused Mr Lloyd such stress – his ex wife mentioned that they separated in the mid-1990s because of his drinking. That was before he was sacked – but something was distressing him which went unmentioned.

Kevin was born in Derby, the son of a police sergeant, Ellis Lloyd. Ellis was killed in 1970 when his car skidded off the road during an emergency call. Kevin trained to be a solicitor but switched career to acting and trained at the East 15 Acting School in Essex, 1970-1973. Off screen, Lloyd often talked of his happy family life although he and his wife lost one of their daughters from meningitis at 17 months. In 1991, despite already having six children, they adopted a Romanian girl. It was a surprise when the couple split up in 1995 after 22 years of marriage. The family home was in Derbyshire.

Kevin’s police officer father was originally from Betws-y-coed in Gwynedd, but had moved to Derbyshire by the time that Kevin was born in 1949. So Ellis Lloyd wasn’t in north Wales in the 1960s when Dr Dafydd Alun Jones first made an appearance at the North Wales Hospital, Denbigh. Kevin’s grandfather and one of his uncles were also police officers. The 1996 Jillings Report, which investigated the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council since 1974, stated that there was evidence that the organised abuse of children in north Wales had stretched back decades – the horrors of the North Wales Hospital certainly did. The Jillings Investigation was Chaired by John Jillings, the former Director of Derbyshire Social Services. Jillings wrote such a damning report that it was heavily redacted and then pulped (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake’). Some of those who had been named as abusers of children in north Wales had previously worked in Derbyshire and there were allegations that Jillings had not dared admit just how serious the abuse of children in Clwyd was, or the extent of it. Jillings refused to comment on whether he found evidence of a paedophile ring in operation.

The Jillings Report was witheld from everyone except for the lawyers and insurers acting for Clwyd County Council and then pulped on the advice of Michael Beloff QC, Counsel acting for the Council’s insurers. Beloff is a friend of the Blairs and was one of their guests at Chequers. A very heavily redacted version of the Jillings Report did become public in 2013. It transpired that someone had managed to preserve one copy when the order to pulp everything had been sent out 17 years previously. No-one except for the lawyers and insurers of the former Clwyd County Council has ever seen the full version.

I have discussed in previous posts the allegations and evidence suggesting that Freemasonry played a part in the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and the constant cover-ups. I am currently reading an account of Masonic activity in the UK in the 1970s and 80s – I will be returning to this in detail in a future blog post – and it is alleged that north Wales was virtually controlled by Freemasons. Freemasonry may not have such influence now, but 30 years ago in regions like north Wales it was a major force in the police, local authorities and business. The other areas of the UK where Freemasonry exerted a particular stranglehold right into the 1980s included Derbyshire and Staffordshire. There was organised abuse of children in care in both Derbyshire and Staffordshire, which as in north Wales was facilitated and concealed by the Top Doctors and was known about by local and national politicians.

Kevin Lloyd’s father remained in touch with people in north Wales. He joined Derby Borough Police in the late 1940s, became a Sergeant in 1964 and was one of the police officers from Derby who attended the Investiture of Prince Charles at Caernarfon in 1969. The Investiture itself took place without incident – although on the eve of the Investiture two bombers were killed whilst placing a bomb outside a Gov’t office in Abergele – despite fears that Charles would be harmed by nationalist activists. Charles et al remaining unscathed was the factor that resulted in the promotion of Sir Philip Myers to the position of Chief Constable of North Wales in 1970. Sir Philip Myers presided over a high degree of police corruption in north Wales, corruption which continued during his time as one of HM Inspectors of Constabulary, 1982-93. Sir Philip was noticeably ineffective at curtailing the activities of Dafydd and the paedophiles (see post ‘Top Of The Cops’). This is not a surprise when one considers that Philip Myers went to school in Wrexham, grew up in Denbighshire, served in the Shropshire and then the West Mercia Police and was Deputy Chief Constable of Gwynedd Constabulary before becoming Chief Constable of North Wales. He had probably met every one of the paedophiles and their associates and shaken them by the hand.

The road accident in which Ellis Lloyd was killed occurred when Ellis’s car hit a lamp post in the early hours of the morning in wet weather in a hail storm when the roads were slippery, whilst he was answering a call to attend a burglary – which turned out to be a false alarm. An inquest returned a verdict of accidental death. Ellis had served in the CID in Derbyshire. His funeral was attended by many high ranking police officers.

I also note from Kevin’s CV that he worked in theatres and on productions at times and places when some of his colleagues were alleged to have been abusing children.

Kevin developed a serious drink problem during the years when there were investigations into child abuse in north Wales. At the time of his death, the Waterhouse Inquiry was in progress and had heard evidence from the witnesses, including former residents of the children’s homes who had been abused. By the time that Kevin died, victims of and witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were dropping like lemmings.

Kevin’s widow sued the Dove Clinic for damages following his death.

In March 2003, six months before Kevin’s widow heard the decision regarding her action against the Dove Clinic, Kevin’s only sibling – his brother Terry – was killed.

Terry Lloyd was a war correspondent for ITN with nearly 20 years of experience in reporting from the Middle East. Lloyd’s colleagues were troubled by his death because they all maintained that he knew how not to put himself in danger, but nonetheless he was shot and killed in southern Iraq.

Terry began his career as a journalist with the Raymonds News Agency in Derby and went on to work for Central Television as a regional news reporter. He started at ITN in 1983 and in the mid-1980s was sent to Beirut. Terry reported from Halabja in 1988 and brought to world attention the effects of Saddam Hussein’s chemical warfare against the Kurds. In 1994, he reported on the discovery of mass graves in the former Yugoslavia which contained the remains of several hundred refugees who had disappeared from a local hospital. Terry reported on the plight of refugees in Bosnia  and was in Sarajevo at the time of the Nato air strikes.

In 50 years of ITN’s war reporting, Terry was the first staff reporter to have been killed.

The negligence case that Kevin’s widow had brought against the Dove Clinic was heard six months after Terry’s death at Nottingham Crown Court. On 19 Sept  2003, BBC News reported that Richard Burns, acting on behalf of Kevin’s widow, told the Court that nurses at the Dove Clinic stopped continuously checking Kevin 30 minutes before his death. Mr Burns said that ‘Had almost anything else been done other than putting him to bed in his room, he probably would have lived’, that the clinic had ‘a cavalier attitude’ to recording the checks on Kevin and had insufficient protocols regarding what to do in an emergency. He also stated that if clinics don’t have guidance on what to do in an emergency, they are likely to do what they did to Kevin – ‘leave them in their room to die’ rather than take them to hospital.

The Dove Clinic was owned by Speciality Care (Rehab) who denied negligence. Dominic Nolan, acting for the clinic, maintained that what was done by the nurses was of the ‘standard expected’ of them. Judge David Brunning reserved judgement for four weeks.

On 10 Dec 2003 – rather more than four weeks later – BBC News reported that David Brunning sitting at Nottingham County Court had rejected  the damages claim and had found ‘no fault’ with the treatment that Kevin had received. Brunning stated that Kevin’s death was ‘an accident’. Frank Cummins, Director of Speciality Care, said after the court case that their staff had cared for Kevin ‘professionally and with compassion’.

David Brunning came from Burton-Upon-Trent, a town near the Dove Clinic and was brought up in the Church of England. From the age of four he was very deeply involved in a church in Burton-Upon-Trent. In his late teens, before going to Oxford University, he  became involved with the Methodist Church and served as a lay preacher. Throughout his university years Brunning continued his involvement with the Methodist Church and preached in Staffordshire and in Oxfordshire. After he graduated David trained as a lawyer and in 1969 began working as a barrister in a Chambers in Leicester. He continued his involvement in the Methodist Church.

So David will have almost certainly have heard about the doings of Greville Janner and Frank Beck in Leicestershire and he will have known the child molester George Thomas who became Speaker of the House through the Methodist Church as well (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’). In 1982 David became a Deputy Judge and in 1988 a full time Judge. In 1987 Dr James Earp, a senior forensic psychiatrist in Leicester, concealed the wrongdoing of Dafydd and the paedophiles of north Wales (see post ‘An Expert From England’). In the 1990s David Brunning returned to the Church of England and was once more a lay reader in the Church in Leicester. He retired as a judge in 2008.

Before he retired, one of the last cases that Brunning tried was that of a magistrate and his wife from Nottingham who appeared before him in Derby Crown Court charged with trying to avoid a speeding fine by swapping their car number plates and changing the appearance of their car. They couple admitted intending to pervert the course of justice, but Brunning was merciful and they avoided imprisonment. It was mentioned in the press reports that the magistrate – who was the registered keeper of the car – was a deputy churchwarden. So he almost certainly knew Judge Brunning.

David Brunning was a regular visitor to the island of Sark in the Channel Islands for 50 years and later on in his career he purchased a house on Sark, spending much time there. In 2014 he took up office in the Church of England in Sark, with the intention of dividing his time between parishes in Leicester and Sark.

 

Neither David Brunning or anyone else made any comments with regard to the misleading reports that found their way into the media immediately after Kevin Lloyd’s death or why a specialist rehab clinic had no knowledge of basic first aid or of the effect of the drugs which its medical staff had prescribed for Kevin on reflex actions.

At the time that Kevin died, Blair’s Gov’t knew – as did John Major’s Gov’t before them – that the NHS in Staffordshire was lethal and that hundreds of patients had died unnecessarily. When Kevin died Frank Dobson was Health Secretary – Dobson had remained quiet for years about the abuse and neglect of vulnerable kids in care and mental health patients (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part IV’). By the time that Kevin’s widow’s case was heard, the deaths at Mid-Staffs had run into thousands – between them Blair’s Health Secretaries Alan Johnson and Andy Burnham refused over 80 requests to hold a Public Inquiry into the matter. So although Kevin died in a private clinic, he may well not have been cared for any better if he had been taken to hospital. The remit of Health Secretary covers private as well as NHS provision.

On 13 Oct 2006, after conducting the inquest into Kevin’s brother Terry’s death, Assistant Deputy Coroner Andrew Walker returned a verdict of unlawful killing.

Terry, his two cameramen and an interpreter, had been caught in crossfire in Basra between US and Iraqi forces. Terry and his interpreter were both shot by US forces. The Royal Military Police (RMP) carried out an investigation and testified at Terry’s inquest that a videotape of the incident had been edited before it had been passed onto the British investigation – about 15 mins had been removed from the start of the recording. The RMP testified at the inquest that they were sent the tape ‘some months’ after the incident and were told by US authorities that the footage handed over was ‘everything that they had’.

The ITN team were driving cars clearly marked as press vehicles. They encountered an Iraqi convoy and American forces shot at the convoy. The wife of the one of the cameramen (who was missing presumed killed) received a letter from US authorities who denied being at the scene when the ITN News team was attacked. Terry was hit by an Iraqi bullet, an injury from which he could have recovered. He was put into a civilian minibus that had stopped to pick up casualties. US forces shot at the minibus after it had turned around to leave the area, killing Terry.

Andrew Walker recorded a verdict of unlawful killing by the US military and announced that he would write to the DPP to ask him to investigate the possibility of bringing charges. Walker formally cleared ITN of all blame and said that the US tanks had been first to open fire on the ITN vehicles. However he also stated that he was ‘unable to determine’ whether the bullets that killed Terry were fired by US ground forces or helicopters. Terry was killed as he was being carried away from the fighting in the civilian minibus. Walker said: ‘If the vehicle was perceived as a threat, it would have been fired on before…I have no doubt it was the fact that the vehicle stopped to pick up survivors that prompted the  Americans to fire on that vehicle’. The NUJ said that Terry’s killing was a war crime.

On 25 October 2006 Sir Menzies Campbell, Leader of the Lib Dems, raised the matter at PMQs. He asked ‘When may we expect the Attorney-General to make an application for the extradition and trial in Britain of those American soldiers against whom there is a  prima facie case for the unlawful killing in Iraq of the ITN journalist Terry Lloyd?’

On 19 March 2007, BBC reported that ITN released the names of the 16 US Marines in the unit involved in Terry’s death. The CPS decided in July 2008 that there was ‘insufficient evidence’ to prosecute Terry’s killers.

The DPP at the time was Lord Kenneth Macdonald. Our Ken was the first pupil barrister of Helena Kennedy – who was friends with and worked with Professor Nigel Eastman of St George’s Hospital Medical School (see post ‘Eve Was Framed – As Were A Lot Of Other People’) – who concealed the criminal activities of Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London’). In the late 1990s Ken co-founded Matrix Chambers with Cherie Booth and returned to work at Matrix when he retired as DPP in Oct 2008. In June 2010 Macdonald was made a Lib Dem peer, so that will have shut Ming Campbell up. In July 2010 Theresa May informed Parliament that she had asked Macdonald to oversee a Gov’t review of counter-terrorism and security powers. For more background on Macdonald, see post ‘A Future Leader Of The Labour Party’).

Between them, Kevin and Terry Lloyd had a great deal of knowledge about organised child abuse associated with serious crime which was concealed at the highest levels of Gov’t over many years, as well as of war crimes which constituted an embarrassment to a number of Gov’ts and Prime Ministers and the subsequent lies that were told.

There were lies told concerning the circumstances of the deaths of both Kevin and Terry and after these lies were exposed and legal redress was sought, senior legal professionals employed by the British state simply brought an end to proceedings. Kevin died when Blair was PM and the negligence claim against the Dove Clinic was thrown out whilst Blair was still PM and Charlie Falconer was Lord Chancellor. Terry died whilst Blair was PM during an illegal war which Blair had launched and about which lies were told constantly – including by Blair to Parliament. Although Gordon Brown was PM when the DPP refused to prosecute those responsible for Terry’s death, that DPP had been appointed by Blair and was a personal friend of the Blairs as well as Cherie’s business partner.

Kevin was dead by the time that the Waterhouse Report was published and Terry the award winning journalist was dead by the time that the Chilcot Report was published – and of course Terry was dead by the time that the Dove Clinic was cleared of all responsibility for his brother’s death.

Thank goodness that Blair is a pretty straight kind of guy, or someone might suspect foul play.

This may be a complete coincidence, but the actor who played Reg Hollis in The Bill attempted suicide in 2008 and Colin Tarrant, the actor who played Inspector Monroe, was found dead with knife wounds in the bathroom of his Bristol home in Jan 2012.

 

My post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’ discussed Sir Peter Morrison’s responsibility for oil whilst he was an Energy Minister, 1987-90 and what a risk Thatcher was taking giving this role to a man who was known by her and many others to be molesting children in care in north Wales, Cheshire and elsewhere. Whilst Peter Morrison was at Energy, the Gov’ts privatisation of BP went pear shaped as a result of Black Monday. Despite a paedophile being appointed as the Minister responsible and the stock market crash causing havoc for the BP shares sale, the career of Lord John Browne really took off during that period of time, as I explained.

The Permanent Secretary for the Department of Energy, 1985-89, was Sir Peter Gregson. Like everyone else who worked with Morrison, Gregson will have heard that Morrison was abusing children. When Gregson left Energy, he was Permanent Secretary for the DTI until he retired in 1996 – the year after Morrison was found dead and the year that William Hague announced the Waterhouse Inquiry.

Gregson was born in Yorkshire but moved to Nottingham when he was eleven and went to Nottingham High School and then to Balliol College, Oxford. After graduation he served in the British Army and then in 1961 he joined the civil service, the Board of Trade to be precise, where he helped negotiate Britain’s unsuccessful bid to join the Common Market under Harold Macmillan.

By 1968 Gregson was working at Downing Street. He was Harold Wilson’s Private Secretary for economic affairs and drafted replies for PMQs. Gregson also had responsibility for N Ireland. Then he was Private Secretary for all economic and home affairs under Edward Heath and gave advice as Heath’s Gov’t faced industrial action. So Gregson will have known about the corruption that Harold Wilson was reputed to have been involved with, as well as the high level cover-ups in the early 1970s of the abuse of boys at Kincora in Belfast and at Bryn Estyn.

When Labour returned to office in 1974 Gregson found himself working for Tony Benn at the Dept of Industry and responsible for organising the creation of the National Enterprise Board. After a number of other posts, in 1981 Gregson returned as Deputy Secretary to the Cabinet Office, in response to a specific request from Thatcher.

In May 1985 Gregson was appointed Permanent Secretary of the Department of Energy. His relationship with the Secretary of State, Peter Walker, was not close but they did conclude the successful privatisation of the British Gas Corporation. The 1986 sale of shares was very heavily promoted as yet another bonanza for people who wanted to get rick quickly and in line with Thatcher’s notion of converting the labouring classes to the joys of capitalism. The adverts referred to a fictional character named ‘Sid’ – obviously what Saatchi and Saatchi imagined working class people were most likely to be called. As opposed to ‘Lord St John of Fawsley’ or ‘Alexander Patrick Greysteil Ruthven, 2nd Earl of Gowrie aka Grey Gowrie’ for example. The decision to build Sizewell B nuclear power station was made whilst Gregson was at Energy.

After Peter Walker had served as Energy Secretary, he was then Secretary of State for Wales, June 1987-May 1990 – just as Sir Peter Morrison moved to the post of Minister of State for Energy. So whilst Morrison held that crucial role, it was Walker who presided over the Welsh Office, as Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and I did all we could to raise concerns about the criminal activities of Dafydd et al but were harassed and threatened. Walker was in post whilst children’s homes in north Wales were not even inspected although there were complaints of serious abuse and whilst I was arrested on ludicrous charges with the collusion of the Home Office and the Mental Health Act Commission (see post ‘Security, Security’). The victims of the paedophile gang were imprisoned in Dafydd’s dungeon and complaints about children’s homes and the mental health services were simply never investigated.

Whilst Walker was Secretary of State the medical records of mental health patients were fabricated. ‘Assessments’ of patients were written by Top Doctors and Angels who had never met the patient in question and discharge dates were entered upon patients records that were many weeks away from when the patient had been discharged – it wasn’t a matter of a day or two which could have just been a slip up. When one bears in mind how many children in care and psych patients in north Wales were being found dead or simply disappearing off the face of the earth, this fabrication of patients’ records is even more worrying. The worst scenario – patient is kept in the dungeon or dies but their records state that they were discharged and there’s the discharge note signed by the discharging Top Doctor. I have in my bundle of documents a full written assessment of me by a senior Angel whom I never met and who was never on duty in Bryn Golau Ward whilst I was in there. I also have a document stating that I was discharged from Denbigh on a date when I was actually in London and had been in London for the past three weeks. But there’s the discharge note, signed by a Top Doctor whom I had never met, saying that on the date that I left Denbigh – I was sitting in a lecture in Hammersmith Hospital on the date in question – I was suffering from schizophrenia no less. As opposed to having been abducted by a sex trafficking ring who subsequently fabricated a load of documentation about me.

In 1987 Cecil Parkinson succeeded Walker as Energy Secretary and Parkinson was keen to privatise the electricity industry. It was Gregson who advised that the CEGB should be broken up in order to permit a competitive market in electricity generation, despite the warnings of Lord Walter Marshall, the Chairman of the CGEB, regarding the risks of continuity of supply.

Gregson joined the Board of Scottish Power as a Senior Independent Director and served until 2004.

In June 1991, the Chairman of British Gas plc Robert Evans sparked controversy by accepting a pay rise of 66%, ten times above the rate of inflation at the time. This took his salary from £222,000 to £370,000, followed allegations of greed against the organisation a month earlier when it reported a 42% rise in pre-tax profits. So Robert Evans did rather better out of it all than Sid.

Gregson’s 2015 Guardian obituary explained that in his capacity as Deputy Secretary to the Cabinet Office he played a pivotal role advising Thatcher in handling the 1984 miners’ strike. Thatcher asked Gregson to prepare for the confrontation with the NUM and he Chaired a secret Cabinet committee of senior civil servants. Thatcher’s Gov’t always maintained that they did not wish to have a confrontation with the NUM, but Gregson’s role Chairing this committee demonstrated that they planned for a clash with the NUM at least one year  before the strike, which does add weight to the belief that Thatcher wanted to get Scargill and the NUM for political reasons and as payback for bringing the Tory Gov’t of 1970-74 down. Before the first miners went on strike in 1984, the committee had made sure there was a huge stockpile of coal for the power stations and looked into building new oil- or gas-fired power stations. The Whitehall catchphrase ‘endurance’, which was used to describe how Government could withstand the onslaught of the miners’ strike, also came from this committee. Gregson’s contemporaries say he plunged himself into the work and acquired a comprehensive knowledge of the workings of the power industry. From then on Thatcher relied on Gregson’s advice to conduct the strike both in terms of taking precautions and in not overreacting.

Papers released from the National Archives detailed in the Guardian in Jan 2014 give an idea of Gregson’s role and some of what was happening behind the scenes at the time. Thatcher had contingency plans to use the Army during the miners’ strike and sought the advice of the Attorney General Sir Michael Havers as to whether she could call a state of emergency for political purposes. Havers had a long and glorious tradition of failing to prosecute Westminster and Whitehall figures for sex offences. Norman Tebbit wanted to take out High Court injunctions against the NUR and Aslef because they were hampering the transport of coke and coal supplies to the power stations.

Tebbit was Secretary of State for Trade during the miners’ strike. Following that, he was Chairman of the Conservative Party, 1985-87. For nearly a year, Sir Peter Morrison was his Deputy Chairman. Tebbit has since admitted that perhaps the Tories should have taken the concerns that some politicians were sexually abusing children more seriously. I think that Tebbit took those concerns very seriously indeed at the time, because whilst he was Party Chairman, I was threatened, harassed, unlawfully arrested and imprisoned in the North Wales Hospital – along with a number of victims of the paedophile gang of which Morrison was a member – and then subjected to an attempt to frame me for ‘attempting to stab a doctor’ (see post ‘Workers Play Time’).

So what have you got to say about the witnesses who were found dead then Tebbit?

In July 1984 the dockers joined the strike which shook that Gov’t. Gregson advised that they needed to end the dock strike as soon as possible because he knew that once the dockers walked out, ‘serious disruption to industry will soon be felt’. Gregson maintained that if the dock dispute could be ended quickly, the ‘coal dispute can be played as long as possible’.

In Oct 1984 NACODS the Pit Deputies Union threatened a strike ballot – the Gov’t knew that if NACODS joined the strike, power cuts would follow along with a three days week and a total shutdown of industry could well result. Tebbit expressed fears that if that happened the Gov’t would be brought down. NACODS did ballot in favour of striking, but then called off the strike and the Gov’ts ‘daily coal report’ dated 24 Oct mentioned that this ‘represents a massive blow for Scargill’. I need to do a bit of research into why NACODS called that strike off…

The Tories were quite obsessed with Arthur Scargill. The first politician whom I approached about the wrongdoing of the paedophiles’ friends was Keith Best, the MP for Ynys Mon, in the summer of 1985 – I didn’t know at the time that Best was one of the people in the Welsh Office who were concealing the criminal activities of Dafydd and the paedophiles (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’). When I was waiting to see Best at his surgery, I sat opposite a poster saying ‘The Tory Cuts – Arthur Scargill, Down To Size’.

Arthur Scargill and his mate Michael Mansfield, as well as many others on the left, remained silent about the same gang of paedophiles that Best was concealing (see post ‘Workers Play Time’).

The Cabinet papers released from the National Archive also contained details referring to the violence at the Orgreave coking plant in South Yorkshire in June 1984, when pickets were violently attacked by the police who then fitted the pickets up for assault. It was recently admitted that the police officers who fabricated evidence in the wake of Orgreave were from the same force – South Yorkshire – as those who fabricated statements after the Hillsborough disaster in 1989. In June 1984 Peter Wright was the Chief Constable of South Yorkshire – if north Wales wasn’t Paedophilia Central, then South Yorkshire was. South Yorkshire covered Rotherham, where, as in north Wales, the problem of every state agency colluding with the organised abuse of children and teenagers has never been effectively dealt with despite all the empowerment and the zero tolerance. Peter Wright grew up in Cheshire, served in the Greater Manchester Police and was then Deputy Chief Constable of Merseyside. So he was mates with Dafydd and the paedophiles as well then. Wright served as President of the ACPO.

The papers released from the National Archives showed that senior Home Officials believed that the Metropolitan Police units sent to picket lines were ‘valued in violent confrontations’. These were the units whose members were notorious for removing their numbers from their uniforms and covering their faces with their visors before they gave the strikers and pickets a kicking and when they were being friendly waved wads of dosh at the strikers to remind them that the police were raking in the overtime whilst the miners were living on food parcels and offerings from soup kitchens. Whilst the Home Office was deploying thugs from the Met to beat up the miners, the Met was riddled with corruption and was turning a blind eye to the trafficking of children in care in the Boroughs of Islington, Lambeth and Richmond-Upon-Thames.

Meanwhile under Leon Brittan the Home Office was complicit with much serious wrongdoing including the concealing of child abuse and even managed to provide funding for the Albany Trust, an organisation campaigning for paedophiles’ rights.

In Aug 1984 the Association of Chief Police Officers told Thatch that the miners, ‘frustrated by the failure of mass picketing, were taking to ‘geurrilla warfare’, based on the intimidation of individuals and companies’. As opposed to Thatcher’s Gov’t, who were intimidating those witness to the wrongdoing of Dafydd and the paedophiles.

The released papers from the National Archives also give an indication of the propaganda battle that was being fought on the part of Thatcher’s Gov’t. The papers admit that the much publicised ‘return to work’ of the miners during the first months of the strike was actually only a trickle. I had some idea of the Lord Haw Haw bit played by the pro-Thatcher media because at the time Brown was working on a project concerning the media portrayal of the strike and told me many interesting anecdotes after he’d conducted fieldwork in Yorkshire. In fact Dr D.G.E. Wood always felt very obviously threatened by Brown’s habit of publishing material about the skulduggery of the establishment. A red under the bed! As opposed to a paedophile in the bed. Or indeed in the children’s home eh Wood?

The NHS is currently employing the tactics exposed many years ago by those other reds under the bed, the Glasgow Media Group ie. Howard Davis, Greg Philo et al. Davis et al explained how when reporting on industrial disputes, the media news reports used to say things like ‘the management requests’ but ‘the unions demand’. Indeed during the NUM strike, BBC news used to juxtapose footage of Ian McGregor sitting in a chair saying quietly ‘we are ready to talk to the miners at any time’ with a shot of Arthur Scargill yelling through a megaphone ‘we will smash this Tory Government’. Tebbit famously managed to successfully get everybody referring to ‘old fashioned trade unions’ in the 1980s. As opposed to thoroughly modern paedophiles. Vaughan Gething, the Welsh Gov’t Health Minister, was complaining about ‘reactionary’ social media criticism of the NHS the other day. I wonder which blog he might have been thinking of???

 

Peter Gregson’s hagiographers claim that the miners’ strike brought out all the key qualities that Gregson possessed – including his role as a ‘tactician’ where he could ‘see what was needed’ and give Ministers ‘valuable options to confront a highly delicate and difficult situation’. His colleagues felt that without his advice Thatcher could not have so roundly defeated the miners.

Gregson had connections with the security services and was a ‘lifelong bachelor’. Before he retired in 1996 in the New Year Honours he was promoted to the rank of a Knight Grand Cross of the Order of the Bath. Just in time for the Waterhouse Inquiry!

 

This blog has concentrated on what was happening in Wales whilst Thatcher, Major, Blair and others concealed the criminality of Dafydd and the sex trafficking gang. Less often I’ve discussed what was happening in Westminster and the catastrophic consequences which would have followed if what was being done to conceal the activities of Sir Peter Morrison – and other high profile sex offenders – had ever been revealed. What I have discussed less often – except for in my post ‘A Trabant That Wants To Be A Ferrari…’ which detailed the activities of Sir Salvadore Moncada, now a leading pharmacologist who in a previous life was a geurrilla in El Salvador – are world events. Whilst victims of Dafydd and the sex traffickers in north Wales were being framed, illegally held in Dafydd’s dungeon or killed lest anyone find out that one of Thatcher’s friends and political aides was molesting kids in care in north Wales, Thatcher herself was of course at the centre of world events. There was her backing for Reagan’s war on drugs, a US policy which backfired disastrously (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’) – quite symbolic really because whilst that was going on, Dafydd was being allowed to build up a nice drug trade in north Wales under the nose of Bing Spear, the corrupt Chief Inspector of the Home Office’s Drugs Branch (see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’).

The big issue through the Thatcher years was of course diplomatic relations with the Soviet Union, which then became the former Soviet Union.

In Jan 2014 the Guardian reported on released National Archives files which revealed that Thatcher’s Gov’t saw Gorbachov’s first official visit to Britain in Dec 1984 as an opportunity to ‘get inside the minds’ of the next generation of Soviet leaders. Thatcher had asked the Foreign Office to invite the politburo to London, although she did ask Charles Powell, her Private Secretary, not to invite Konstantin Chernenko (the General Secretary of the Soviet Communist Party) because ‘it is much too soon’.

The British ambassador in Moscow, Sir Iain Sutherland, had warned in a telegram about his experience of meeting Chernenko: ‘It was not the performance of an automaton, but it was pretty inept and confirmed the impression that, at least on international issues, the central figure in the Soviet leadership lacks authority and sophistication of thought’. Gorbachev, by contrast, was recognised as being ‘intelligent and confident’. His visit to the UK, Charles Powell informed Thatcher, ‘will be a unique opportunity to try and get inside the minds of the next generation of Soviet leaders’. Britain’s objectives, another note suggested, ‘should be to teach him something about how a western democracy works, to establish personal and political links, [and] raise UK profile in Soviet eyes’. This was a Gov’t which was concealing the murders of people who had evidence regarding a vicious paedophile gang of which Thatcher’s aide and friend Morrison was a member.

Gorbachev and his party arrived in London on 16 December 1984. Their private lunchtime conversation was a frank exchange in which Thatcher accused Gorbachev of funding the miners’ strike in Britain. Gorbachev insisted that the Soviet Union had transferred no funds to the NUM.

The archives state that when the fate of dissidents inside the USSR was raised, the ‘unemotional mask’ of Gorbachov slipped. At the official opposition lunch Neil Kinnock, then Labour leader, provoked ‘an intemperate outburst of obscenities and threats by Gorbachev against ‘turds’ and spies like [the dissident Natan] Sharansky, who was in prison, ‘that is where he will stay’.

So Kinnock dared to raise the subject of the imprisonment of Soviet dissidents whilst he was colluding with the Top Doctors and remained silent about the dungeon and the imprisonment of former kids in care and psych patients who had been fitted up. But then Dafydd’s mates from the Royal College of Psychiatrists who were protecting him were busy lecturing the Soviet Union on the abuses of psychiatry. Presumably the Soviets had no idea at all that Dafydd et al were running a paedophile gang and were enjoying the protection of the Royal College and the highest echelons of the medical establishment and Gov’t…

Whilst Thatcher supped with and patronised the members of the politburo, Brown and me were being threatened by the Top Doctors and harassed by people whom it is now fairly clear were working for the British security services. Gorbachev became general secretary of the Communist party in March 1985. By Dec 1991 the Soviet Union had collapsed. Throughout those years of ‘diplomacy’ on the part of Britain between Thatcher’s first meeting with Gorbachov and the dissolution of the Soviet Union, Wales’s industry had been destroyed and the country wrecked by a gang of sex traffickers and drug dealers who enjoyed complete protection as a result of their connections to a member of the British Gov’t as well as to a variety of other motley people – including Jimmy Savile – with friends in high places. Nothing was considered too much to conceal all this and the cover-up continues.

To the surviving members of Thatcher’s Cabinet: I was a 21 year old student and because I refused the offers of a disgusting old psychiatrist I had my career wrecked, my health ruined and was subjected to numerous attempts to frame me for serious offences. My friends were all targeted and two of them were found dead. As for you Kinnock you big tosser, you weren’t ever going to become PM no matter how deluded you were – would you like to fess up whatever deal it was that you did with Tony Francis (Dr X) who enjoyed letting everyone know that he was at Cardiff University whilst you were President of the Students Union there? Perhaps Dr Death would like to come clean about his relationship with the Top Doctors who kept the lid on all this as well.

Message to MI5 – COULD DO BETTER!!! And next time that a Gov’t wants to facilitate a paedophile gang for the benefit of its Ministers, do yourselves a favour and choose someone other than Dafydd to help you.

 

One reason why I remember the more entertaining events of the 1980s clearly is because I was a regular reader of Private Eye. So I will recycle a few of their memorable bits and pieces featuring Sir Peter Morrison’s boss, Cecil Parkinson. There was the clerihew which appeared in Clerihew Corner:

Sara Keays/Was Hard To Please/When She’d Been Laid/By The Minister For Trade

After Sara Keays told Parkinson that she was pregnant, Parkinson tried to coerce her into having an abortion despite previously voting to restrict the availability of abortion, then he dropped her, never saw the baby, Flora – who was born disabled – and obtained a superinjunction which no-one even knew existed for many years preventing Sara and anyone else making any public comment about Flora at all. After Parkinson died, it was discovered that Flora had been cut out of his will.

An Eye reader pointed out that an anagram of ‘The Right Honourable Cecil Parkinson MP’ was ‘Ror, I can bonk my posh piece all night throu’ (or something very similar).

Anyone up for finding a suitable anagram relating to Thatcher’s Cabinet which includes the words ‘child molesting’, ‘perjury’, ‘murder’?

I can also remember the Eye drawing attention to an anagram of Bill Wyman – Ban M’Willy. Anyone remember 13 year old Mandy Smith?

For many years a former North Wales Hospital patient wandered around Bethesda virtually destitute, neglected by the Arfon Community Mental Health Team, often homeless and ignored by everyone even when she freaked out so much that she was trying to chuck herself under cars in Bethesda High Streeet – a concerned resident rang Bethesda surgery only to be told ‘we know about her’. Another resident rang Gwynedd Social Services and told them that she was not prepared to stand by whilst this lady died. She was told that the patient in question was ‘very difficult and couldn’t be helped’. This patient used to tell me that she had once been a groupie and had slept with Mick Jagger. I don’t have any evidence that she did, but I do know that she was sexually exploited by a few other people who denied all knowledge of her and that some of those trafficked by Dafydd et al did shag some very high profile people.

The Rolling Stones have just announced a new tour! They’re going to Cardiff! Are you going to drop into Bethesda to look up old friends Mick? Or have they been forgotten now that you’ve been Sirred, your kids have been to Eton and Jerry’s wed the Dirty Digger?

I have detailed in previous posts how the victims of Dafydd and the paedophiles were managed once they had witnessed events which could land a few people in prison if anyone had acted upon their allegations. The first part of the process was sectioning the witnesses – they were then deemed mad of course so by definition couldn’t be believed – then they were framed for all offences great and small, so that it could be stressed that they were ‘criminals’. Now when the victims came out of Risley/Walton/Denbigh, they had to be managed until they died prematurely as a result of the neglect of the Top Doctors.

One recipient of Dafydd’s victims was Penrhyn Castle no less. Back in the mid-1980s Penrhyn Castle used to employ people during the summer months to look after the gardens, staff the railway museum, do the duties in the clock tower etc. They were employed on Thatcher’s scams – TOPS, YOPS, MSC etc – whereby they worked for very low wages for a few months and were then back on the dole again for the winter. I knew someone who used to cut the lawns there and the workplace anecdotes were amusing but informative. The person whom I knew had been wrecked by Dafydd a few months before he began work at Penrhyn Castle, but was high spirited with a sense of humour. For a while I wondered why Penrhyn Castle had him back every year for the summer because it didn’t sound as though much work got done. He crashed the ride-on mower into a tree so he was then assigned to the railway museum. When on duty one day he decided that he wanted to go outside for a fag at a time when the museum was full of a party of German tourists, so he grabbed a loudspeaker and yelled ‘ausfahrt, ausfahrt’ and was delighted when all the Germans filed out. The activities of this man were fairly benign but there were more bizarre things than people ordering German tourists around going on down there. It was explained to me that if the man who worked in the clock tower ever invited you up there it wasn’t a good idea to accept the invitation because he was ‘as gay as a trooper’ and would try and have sex with you in the clock tower (if you were male). It seemed that nearly everyone employed at Penrhyn Castle were the dispossessed of Bethesda whose lives had been wrecked by those we know and love.

I was told that the person who handed out these jobs at Penrhyn Castle was a really nice bloke, Wing Commander Panton, whom it was alleged had escaped from Colditz during WWII. I was even shown a letter of reference that Wing Commander Panton had written for the man who had crashed the mower into a tree – a very brief reference, but one which would be sufficient to land him another low paid temporary job on a work scheme. The rationale that I was given for the Wing Commander showing such charity to the victims of Dafydd and the paedophiles was that his wife was seriously mentally ill so ‘he understood’. This could have been true – I didn’t know the Wing Commander. However, if I was employing those folk every summer, I would have noticed that they were recounting stories of having been very seriously mistreated by the authorities – they had been beaten up by the police, fitted up for crimes and were obviously not being cared for properly although people were being paid a lot of money to do this. I am beginning to wonder if the Wing Commander was a bit like Dafydd – whom, it was alleged, was so kind to those mad patients. Dafydd even gave some of them jobs. Er – yes, the young female ones, they lived in his house with him and worked as his ‘nanny’ or ‘housekeeper’.

My informant told me that the Wing Commander retired from managing the grounds at Penrhyn Castle and moved to England to write children’s books. I have found a reference on the internet to a Wing Commander I.H. Panton who was Commanding Officer of No 85 Squadron RAF, 1971-73 – I presume that this must be the same man. I have mentioned how many people who concealed the wrongdoing of Dafydd et al had connections with the Forces and the security services. Was the Wing Commander yet another safe pair of hands who could effectively hide Dafydd’s victims from the wider public gaze by seemingly doing them a favour?

Lady Janet Douglas Pennant (1923-97) inherited Castell Penrhyn, the quarry and the estate in 1949 when her uncle Hugh Napier Douglas-Pennant died. Two years later she reached an agreement with the Treasury by which Castell Penrhyn and a large part of the estate were transferred to them in lieu of death duties. In turn, the Treasury transferred them to the National Trust. Separating the quarry and estate interests in the same year, a limited company was formed to run the quarry. In 1973 Lady Janet sold her remaining 51% shareholding in the company and the link between the Penrhyn family and the quarry were severed. Lady Janet still lived on the estate when the victims of Dafydd and the paedophile gang were being employed at the Castle every summer.

It was the Treasury Solicitor who shafted Mary Wynch in tandem with Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’). Antoinette Sandbach – who left her job as a criminal barrister in London to provide reinforcements for the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales when they felt under pressure a few years ago and who is now the Tory MP for Eddisbury – is a descendant of the Pennants. Antoinette’s dad Ian Lawrie Mackeson-Sandbach was Provincial Grand-Master of North Wales 1990-04, throughout the years when all those police investigations and the Waterhouse Inquiry failed to find any evidence of anyone other than few cave dwellers in north Wales abusing children (see post ‘News Round Up, 19 January 2018). Antoinette is a former colleague of David Jones MP – who is a Freemason and sat in north Wales courts working as a a solicitor whilst victims of the paedophile gang were framed (see post ‘The Right Honourable David Jones MP’). The Chair of the North West Wales NHS Trust, Hefin Davies, was a Freemason, as was Nigel Berry, the former North Wales Hospital nurse who managed the Gwynfa Unit for mentally ill adolescents, where children were violently assaulted and raped (see post ‘Don’t Be Silly, He’s Nice’).

Dafydd had a whole network of bent professionals whom he had helped out of tight spots and who in return helped him. There was the ‘doctor in England’ who treated Dafydd for his ‘nervous illness’ – no doubt every time there was another complaint about Dafydd to the GMC and a medical report was required. At one point Dafydd boasted that he was ‘treating’ a high flying female lawyer from England. She’s probably sitting in the Supreme Court now.

I will take the opportunity here to remind Dafydd what one of his victims said to him after Dafydd accused him of lying – it was the man who crashed the mower and tried out his German on the tourists at Penrhyn Castle:

‘I lied – you murdered’.

Sweet memories Dafydd!!

This particular man was beaten up by the police after he objected to an unidentified sergeant joining him in the shower at the station after he was fitted up for the possession of cocaine by the drug squad. After he got home to Bethesda late that night he began to experience psychotic symptoms. He went to his neighbour for help, only to be told ‘well you’re not fucking getting it from me’. Within 12 hours the man who had been assaulted by the police had a psychosis and set fire to his house – which was of course next door to the neighbour who had been so unhelpful. Arrest, Risley Remand Centre and a year in the clutches of Dafydd followed – all of which was completely unlawful…

The neighbour who had refused to help worked for S4C, so compared to the rest of Bethesda was highly paid. He was also a turd who had a long suffering partner who was on the receiving end of his violence and took to drink. She had a relationship with another victim of Dafydd who was surprised when, on a visit to Bethesda surgery, Dr Gareth Jones literally interrogated him regarding the details of his relationship with the git’s partner. But then Dr Gareth Jones was a man who was keeping a lot of secrets – including many of the secrets of the paedophile gang.

Another person who lived in Bethesda in those days was a hard core porn actress. She was actually very nice and was married to a highly unscrupulous man who was employed by the Not As Pathetic As The Other Sharks Professor Fergus Lowe in the School of Psychology at Bangor University to teach stats. There were many complaints about this very unsuitable man being let loose on the undergrads and even Fungus was forced to sack him after he turned up to a tutorial out of his head on LSD. I used to watch the ‘stats tutor’ clambering in and out of taxis in Bangor with schoolgirls. Was this maddest, most disreputable resident of Bethesda – he was even known by the Bethesda hippies as ‘Filthy Ed’ – ever arrested/fitted up/sectioned? Not at all…Sadly Filthy Ed’s wife died some years ago. Like all those witnesses to the wrongdoing of Dafydd and the paedophiles, Jane died from an illness at a time when so many people who were not witnesses to serious wrongdoing were surviving that particular illness – in Jane’s case it was breast cancer.  Filthy Ed is dead as well now. So there are now yet more crimes to which there are no longer any witnesses left alive.

 

Despite all this action in north Wales, nothing about Dafydd and the paedophiles ever appeared on the BBC or S4C. I will discuss why that might be in a future post.

 

 

 

Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK

The day before yesterday Brave Tessa Jowell made an appearance in the Lords and gave ‘an emotional speech’ about her journey with ‘brain cancer’. Theresa May turned up to give Tessa a ‘warm hug’ on camera and spout on about Tessa being ‘inspirational’ (what else could Tessa possibly be?). Media reports stressed that Theresa and Tessa had sunk their political differences for the occasion. If only they had sunk their political difference decades ago when Tessa worked as a childcare officer for Lambeth Borough Council (whilst a paedophile ring was operating in the children’s homes of that Council) and then as a psychiatric social worker at the Maudsley, where the victims of and witnesses to the Lambeth paedophile ring were abused all over again and whilst Theresa was sitting as a Councillor in Merton, keeping quiet about the paedophile ring which was being facilitated on her patch by St George’s Hospital Medical School. The paedophile gang operating in Lambeth and the one being facilitated by St George’s were both connected to Dafydd and the paedophile gang in north Wales.

These two inspirational women were met with a round of applause from the House! But then so was Greville Janner when he appeared in the Commons after having been arrested, questioned about abusing children in Leicestershire and then released without charge.

Theresa and Tessa have put their heads together and are Campaigning after they discovered that ‘brain cancer’ has a very low survival rate. I have stressed previously on this blog that one possible reason for this is the rampant research fraud that has existed for a very long time in cancer research – I witnessed it when I worked for the CRC (Cancer Research Campaign) in 1987 (see post ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’). ‘Breakthroughs’ are claimed which are no such thing – but if the researchers maintain that a breakthrough has been made, the purse strings of funding bodies will be loosened. Drugs are ruthlessly marketed which may not be much better than others already available and data is manipulated or sometimes just fabricated. I am not suggesting that no advances are ever made – the treatment of childhood leukaemia was revolutionised and what was once usually fatal now has a much better prognosis. But cancer research is absolutely not about dedicated geniuses selflessly working for the greater good, although no-one is told that when pink ribbons and yellow daffodils are sported or women are running races for charity wearing pink bras.

My post ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’ discussed the misconduct and malpractice at Hammersmith Hospital/Royal Postgraduate Medical School evident in the mid-1980s and my post ‘I Don’t Believe It!’ discussed what I believe was a major fraud perpetrated years later by Dame Julia Polak, who was the person with the worst reputation for dishonesty and ruthlessness when I was at Hammersmith. Hammersmith/RPMS was considered to be one the leading institutions for cancer research at the time and is now part of the grand and indeed grandiose Imperial College – another world leader in terms of medical research. The Dean of RPMS (Royal Postgraduate Medical School) when much skulduggery was happening was Prof Nicholas Wright. Nick Wright later became Sir Nicholas, Deputy Principal of the Imperial College School of Medicine in 1998. He was appointed as Warden of Barts and The London School of Medicine and Dentistry in 2001. He is also Head of the Histopathology Unit at CR UK (Cancer Research (UK) Ltd).

Nick Wright began his career at Durham University and Newcastle-Upon-Tyne School of Medicine – which was where some of those who joined Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales had worked previously (see post ‘The Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Connection’). The appalling Lord John Walton who really was Mr Newcastle Medical School provided a highly effective umbrella for Dafydd and the paedophile gang for many years (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’).

In the late 1980s there was someone working in Newcastle-Upon-Tyne University – unfortunately I cannot remember his name – who was a good friend of Nick Wright’s and whose research into lung cancer was funded by the tobacco industry. This man assured me that the source of his funding would not allow him to be influenced at all, but considering what his friends at Hammersmith/RPMS were doing whilst funded by organisations with far fewer reasons to influence research outcomes, I didn’t quite believe everything that this man told me.

Four years after I left St George’s Hospital Medical School Malcolm Pearce, my former boss, was struck off for committing what is now described as the biggest medical research fraud in history. The Head of Dept Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain was involved as well and his name was on the paper but he did not face any disciplinary action at all – although the scandal was said to have cost Chamberlain a knighthood and he had to resign as President of the Royal College of Obstetrics and Gynaecologists (see post ‘I Don’t Believe It!’). I have spent many years wondering why Pearce was thrown to the wolves whilst Chamberlain’s bacon was saved. I thought that the most likely explanation was that Malcolm had fallen out with his colleagues – that is virtually the only factor that leads to a Top Doctor being struck off. Furthermore Chamberlain was in a more powerful position and had a more powerful network.

A suggestion has been made to me however that Chamberlain may have had assistance from an unlikely quarter. There used to be someone working for Chamberlain in the fertility lab at St George’s called Deb Everard. She was massively problematic, abusive to other staff and patients and there were many demands from numerous people for her dismissal. Chamberlain protected her through thick and thin and Everard used to boast about this. There was an attempt to discipline her but she used the full force of the MSF union – which was ironic because Everard was a Tory Councillor on Edmonton Council and spent much of her time as a Councillor complaining about the unions protecting the jobs of the labouring classes in Edmonton. MSF saved her neck, although they hated her and she hated them. Everard then had a relationship with a union boss from another part of London and they had a baby together. I didn’t know this man, I only ever glimpsed him a couple of times, but I knew the MSF reps in St George’s and I knew that they were corrupt and concealing serious wrongdoing in the hospital. They will have known that the institution was colluding with serious organised crime, including child abuse and drug offences.

The Pearce-Chamberlain scandal blew up in 1993. At the same time as the allegations that a paedophile ring involving high profile politicians was operating in north Wales. John Major was in Gov’t and was busting a gut to conceal it all. There were a lot of Tory consultants at St George’s, but Chamberlain wasn’t one of them. I don’t know whether Chamberlain was a Labour supporter or one of Dr Death’s followers like David Hole – the corrupt MSF rep who worked for Chamberlain – but Chamberlain used to take the piss out of his Tory colleagues and comment that it wasn’t possible to be a gentleman and a Tory. Chamberlain was friendly with Wendy Savage who was definitely a Labour supporter.  Chamberlain was the sort of elite pinko Top Doctor that the Tories really didn’t like and there won’t have been any shortage of people wanting to throw him to the wolves along with Pearce. I’m wondering if Deb Everard repaid Chamberlain for his many years of protection and used her Tory connections to save him? It would be quite easy to do – I was screwed over whilst working at St George’s because I kept raising concerns about what was happening in north Wales. The wrongdoing that was being concealed was so serious and involved at least one Tory MP – Sir Peter Morrison – abusing children, so John Major wouldn’t have to be persuaded too hard to save Chamberlain in return for the lid being kept on that. Morrison was also a friend of Thatcher and his sister was Lady-in-Waiting to HM the Queen. A great many people pushed the boat out on many occasions to keep Morrison out of the courts.

The Secretary of State for Health in 1993 was Virginia Bottomley – a former psychiatric social worker and the mother of a junior doctor. The Secretary of State for Wales until May 1993 was David Hunt and after that John Redwood. They both knew about Dafydd and the paedophiles – Hunt had been directly involved in concealing the matter since he had been a junior Minister in the Welsh Office in the late 1980s.

Chamberlain was also very friendly with his highest profile celebrity private patient, a big name in light entertainment (she was the reason for the success of LWT in the 1990s) – this celeb was a well-known Conservative. That will have helped him.

In 2004 it was revealed in the media that after he was struck off Malcolm Pearce worked as a paralegal for medical negligence firms.

Malcolm was struck off in the second week of June 1995. Brown was forced out of his job at Aston University – run by Thatcher’s favourite Vice Chancellor, Sir Frederick Crawford – in July 1995. On July 13 1995 Sir Peter Morrison was found dead at his home in London. The world was told that the North Wales Hospital Denbigh closed down in June-July 1995. It didn’t – one ward was kept open, but information regarding this was not publicised. John Redwood stepped down as Secretary of State for Wales on June 26 1995 and was replaced by the paedophiles’ old friend David Hunt. Hunt remained in post for all of nine days and was then replaced by William Hague. One year later Hague organised the massive cover-up which was the Waterhouse Inquiry. Nicola Davies QC had begun a review of documents regarding the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal the month before Malcolm was struck off in order to decide whether a Public Inquiry was necessary. Nicola decided in December that it wasn’t, but Hague was happy to organise the cover-up regardless in June 1996. Presumably Hague felt on sufficiently safe ground what with Morrison dead, Malcolm Pearce disgraced and struck off and Brown and me stuffed over along with our two friends in the media who knew what had happened to me in north Wales.

Macbeth! Keep washing those hands Hague – not that the blood will ever disappear.

The President of the GMC when Malcolm was struck off was Sir Robert Kilpatrick. Kilpatrick also served as President of the BMA and was Dean of Leicester University Medical School, 1975-89. The Leicester University in which staff were concealing the paedophile ring in Leicestershire (see post ‘Radical Leicester And Some Other Free Radicals’). In 1987 Dr James Earp, a leading forensic psychiatrist in Leicester, concealed the wrongdoing of Dr Tony Francis (Dr X), Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and Gwynedd Social Services (see post ‘An Expert From England’).

Marion Janner is going to be needing that support dog of hers soon and no doubt Rabbi Laura will be given yet more air time on the Today programme to protest her father’s innocence.

All together in Parliament now ‘He was a LOVELY man!’ Don’t forget the round of applause.

Following the Pearce-Chamberlain scandal there was a great deal of huffing and puffing about scientific fraud and much condemnation of Pearce. No-one admitted just how widespread research fraud in medicine is. It was repeatedly stressed that the dreadful Malcolm had ruined the career and reputation of Chamberlain and how shocked everyone was. Er – well when I worked for Malcolm, the malpractice in that Dept was extensive and known to absolutely everyone. Furthermore, all those deeply shocked people as well as Chamberlain MUST have known that Malcolm had not carried out the pioneering operation that he claimed to have performed. Where was the mother and indeed the baby whom Malcolm had claimed to have saved? Where were the other staff who assisted? Which operating theatre was host to the medical miracle? There were a lot more people than Malcolm Pearce in on that fraud.

Chamberlain retained his job at St George’s and in 2000 when he retired he took up a lecturing job at Swansea University, the university dominated by Rhodri Morgan’s friends and relatives (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’). Chamberlain took that job just as the Waterhouse Report was published and when Rhodri became First Minister! Paul Murphy was Secretary of State for Wales at the time. Blair was PM. Chamberlain considered himself to be Welsh – although he was the sort of proud patriot who spent most of his life living in London making jokes about Wales containing nothing but sheep – and his father had been Secretary to the Lord Mayor of Cardiff. The Dean of St George’s at the time of the research fraud was Professor William Asscher, who had spent the first part of his career at the Welsh National School of Medicine at Cardiff. Asscher had been the man who developed the renal service in Wales and was responsible for the arrival of the kidney unit at Ysbyty Gwynedd in the 1980s.

Think things can’t get much worse for you paedophiles’ friends? It can! I have more blog posts under development and there are more names to be revealed…

 

Following the performance in the Lords yesterday, Theresa announced a ‘£45 million boost’ for brain cancer research – the Gov’t will be working with CR UK! So where’s the dosh going to go then Theresa – a bit to Nick Wright and a bit to The Walton Euthanasia Centre for Those Who Have Spilt The Paedophiles’ Pints (see post ‘These Sharks Are Cap As Well’)? Remember to leave a few million for the many other charlatans who have fabricated their data and screwed over whistleblowers or little things will be hitting each other.

Tessa’s speech included a plea for patients with brain cancer to be allowed to take part in ‘adaptive trials’, whereby they try one treatment and if it doesn’t work within a short time they then change to another treatment. Tessa – cancer treatment doesn’t work like that, it’s not like taking two paracetamol for a headache. It takes quite a long time to ascertain whether a treatment for cancer is successful, which is why everything with regard to cancer outcomes are measured in years. Even if someone has been successfully treated for cancer, they are not considered to be on safe ground until a number of years – how many precisely depends upon the cancer – have passed without a tumour reappearing.

This is why it is so easy for Top Doctors to win their battles with politicians…

The present Chief Exec of CR UK is Sir Harpul Kumar. Kumar attended St John’s College, Cambridge, where he gained a Masters in Engineering and an MA. He subsequently gained an MBA at Harvard Business School where he won the Wolfe Prize. After graduation, Kumar was employed by McKinsey and Co as a healthcare consultant. In 1992 he was appointed Chief Executive of the Papworth Trust. In 1997 Kumar founded Nexan Group, a venture capital-backed medical devices company. He joined Cancer Research Technology Limited as Chief Executive in 2002, became Chief Operating Officer of CR UK in 2004 and CEO in 2007.

Kumar is a trustee of the Francis Crick Institute, the Institute for Cancer Research and Chairman of the Board of the National Cancer Research Institute. He is also chairman of the Cancer Outcomes Strategy Advisory Group in England and Co-chair of the National Awareness and Early Diagnosis Initiative.

I know that I might be underestimating Kumar here, but I can see absolutely nothing in his biography which suggests that he would have the knowledge needed to spot a major research fraud in the field of cancer research yet alone make difficult decisions regarding which research is most worthy of funding. He is an engineering graduate who worked in the financial services. Which is probably how Tessa’s scientifically illiterate suggestion in the Lords was immediately followed by an offer of £45 million quid.

Decisions regarding cancer research funding are being made on the basis of hugs and of inspirational women which is not solid ground.

When I worked at the dreadful Cancer Research Campaign laboratories at Nottingham University which were led by the conman Professor Robert Baldwin – whom we all knew was committing some sort of big research fraud with an American drug company (see post ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’ for details) – every member of staff in the place who was making an escape plan used to remark that they NEVER donated to the CRC because of what Baldwin was doing. This was not just one small lab in one university. Baldwin’s labs employed four ‘senior academics’ – who seemed to be doing nothing at all – and at least thirty researchers. Baldwin did not even have to bid for cash from the CRC – his labs were a permanent fixture and received core funding and a great deal of it. PhD students walked out in despair because it was clear that they were never going to get their PhDs and medical students who arrived to carry out projects thought that the ‘research’ was farcical. Baldwin’s ‘senior academics’ ordered everyone to perform routine repetitive tasks – none of it was original research and as far as we could see it was simply for the purposes of giving the pretence of activity in the labs, whilst Baldwin and his ‘partners’ in the US drug company fabricated results and pretended that it was based on the data of ground breaking research carried out in the Nottingham labs.

There was a great deal of hilarity in the CRC labs when someone found out that Baldwin had managed to have a fling with a high profile female Professor in the US, who was involved in the fraud as well.

In 1987 animal rights activists were causing a great deal of grief in medical research. The Animal Liberation Front were planting bombs and setting fire to places and not long after this time some animal rights activists began receiving very long prison sentences. The ALF might be surprised to hear this, but a lot of medical researchers who did think that animal work could be justified under some circumstances were also very uncomfortable with the gratuitous animal experimentation that was going on. The places with the  worst reputations were Porton Down – where no-one actually knew what was going on, except that researchers were paid a great deal of money to tempt them to work there – the Royal College of Surgeons who did seriously gruesome things to pigs, the Institute of Psychiatry who did seriously gruesome things to primates and the Huntingdon Institute, whose staff were still squirting things in the eyes of rabbits and dogs and carefully examining the injuries that resulted. The individual with an unrivalled reputation for unnecessary cruelty was Colin Blakemore, who in 2003 was appointed Chief Exec of the MRC.

I would be most interested to know how Nottingham University and the CRC kept Baldwin out of the firing line of the ALF, because what was going on in those labs with animals could never have been justified. There was a woman who had worked as a lab assistant in a school who was not a graduate and who had landed a very junior job at Baldwin’s lab many years previously and had stayed. She had no research knowledge and simply did what one of the ‘senior academics’ told her. He told her to spend her time transplanting tumours into mice. This was actually a very old technique and was certainly not producing any worthwhile knowledge. The school lab assistant obediently sat in the lab day after day with a constant supply of mice and carefully transplanted tumours under the skins of all of them. Then a week or so later she would kill them. Nothing would be done with the dead mice, they’d just be disposed off. There was no data being produced from this ‘research’ or even any pretence at that. I and two medical students with whom I was friendly watched this open mouthed for the whole time that I worked at Baldwin’s labs – I lasted three months before I decided to get the hell out of there.

Baldwin’s labs were not officially part of Nottingham University, it was stressed that they were the ‘Cancer Research Campaign Laboratories’, but they were sited on the Nottingham campus and Nottingham University undoubtedly knew what was going on – or not going on – in those labs. Some of Baldwin’s staff were married to Top Doctors in the Queen’s Medical Centre, others were married to pharmacologists at Boots and others to academics and researchers in Nottingham University. There were also constant complaints to the University from the medical students on placement.

Whilst I witnessed the outrage at Nottingham, the Chancellor was Sir Gordon Hobday. Hobday was Director of the Boots research team that developed ibuprofen who became Chairman of Boots in 1973 . He was Chairman of Central Independent Television, 1981-85 and whilst in post prevented the screening of a series made by Ken Loach which was critical of the trade union movement’s inadequate challenge to Thatcherism. Hobday was Lord Lieutenant of Nottinghamshire, 1983–1991.

The Vice-Chancellor at the time was Basil Weedon, an organic chemist who was a consultant to Hoffman-La Roche, Basel, Switzerland, 1955-1978.

Tessa and Theresa might not know their arses from their elbows but Gordon and Basil did and they will have known that Baldwin was not doing what he claimed to be doing. I can only presume that there was collusion with Baldwin’s wrongdoing on the part of both the CRC and Nottingham University.

Baldwin died in 2012 but he’s left one hell of a legacy. Nottingham Trent University boasts a thing called the John van Geest Cancer Centre Trust and according to the website, this glorious Centre has grown from the work of one Professor Robert Baldwin. Baldwin receives the highest praise from one of his proteges, Professor Robert Rees, who is quoted on the website as saying:

‘I spent five happy years working under Professor Robert Baldwin alongside some very talented scientists. He was he first person ever to publish in this area. I came to Nottingham in the 1970s after I had graduated with my doctorate. I became inspired by the whole subject, the working environment and the man himself. There were times I remember being at conferences and virtually all the great minds in science of the time would know him. He could be standing in the middle of a very large conference and the really eminent scientists both in and outside of this area would recognise him. You then realise how well-known this person is and how much he has contributed to world science.’

Here’s the history of the John van Geest Cancer Centre Trust, as supplied by the website:

In 1973 Baldwin was joined at his CRC lab in Nottingham by Robert Rees. In 1977 Robert Rees took up a job as a lecturer at Sheffield Medical School. In 1996 Robert Rees returned to Nottingham to become Professor of Biomedical Sciences at Nottingham Trent University. In 2008 the John van Geest Cancer Research Centre was established after initial funding of £8 million from the John and Lucille Geest Foundation. This was matched by £2.3 from the Science Research Investment Fund (SRIF). It opened with 18 staff members. In 2011 the John van Geest Cancer Research Centre officially opened, housing 35 staff and students. In 2012 – the year of Baldwin’s death – the John and Lucille van Geest Foundation donated a further £8 million to the centre.

Once the crooked old git was dead, the sky was the limit…

In 2013 the John van Geest Cancer Research Centre Trust was established at Nottingham Trent University. This was set up to assure the financial future of the centre and the Trustees included members of NTU’s senior management team. Sue Dewey OBE was appointed as Head of Fundraising and donations from the general public towards the work began to be accepted.

John van Geest was a Dutch businessman who established a business exporting daffodils from the Netherlands to Britain and then expanded into bananas and shipping, which made him a very rich man and obviously one who was duped by Robert Baldwin and Bob Rees.

 

So Bob Rees remembered Baldwin wowing everyone at conferences and being ‘well-known’ by the world’s finest brains. That’s interesting Bob, because not only did I discover in 1987 that Baldwin was loathed by his own staff and that the shenanigans in his labs were causing much embarrassment and fears that the CRC would be brought into disrepute, but after I left Nottingham I realised that people in other areas of the UK working in cancer research knew that Baldwin was not producing the data that he claimed to be.

In March 1988 I joined another CRC funded research team in the Dept of Biochemistry at the University of Surrey, led by Professor Vincent Marks. Vincent’s brother Dr John Marks was the President of the BMA – it was John Marks with whom Ken Clarke did battle when Clarke was Health Secretary and was concealing the child molesting activities of Sir Peter Morrison and the associated criminality of the Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and the paedophiles (see post ‘Running The Country – And All That Jazz’). Ken Clarke and John Marks really hated each other, but because they were both concealing the same serious organised crime, their war ended in stalemate. John Marks was President of the BMA whilst Tony Francis (Dr X) CC’d the BMA into the letters of his in which he detailed his plans to frame me for serious offences. John Marks was a barrister as well as a Top Doctor.

Vincent Marks knew what had happened to me at the hands of Dafydd and the paedophiles, because I had to take time off to attend the hearing into my complaint – the hearing Chaired by Professor Robert Bluglass, which resulted in Bluglass and Dr Colin Berry concealing Dafydd et al’s wrongdoing (see post ‘Enter Professor Bluglass CBE’). I was never intimidated by Vincent in the same way that I was at St George’s by the dreadful Cathy Wilson et al, but Vincent did offer me kindly advice regarding a referral to a psychiatrist, describing a Dr Michael Browne as being ‘very good’. Michael Browne turned out to be appalling and was the subject of much dissatisfaction in Surrey. A few years after I decided that I certainly wasn’t going to visit him again, Browne was at the centre of a medical scandal involving the death of a young man in prison from serious negligence. See post ‘The BMA At The Root Of Another Mystery?’.

Not only did Vincent Marks know about Dafydd and the paedophiles, but Vincent’s cancer research team – and presumably Vincent himself because the senior members of the team were good mates with him – knew about Baldwin. They told me that they had been at conferences where Baldwin had presented data that he claimed had been produced by his team at Nottingham that was obviously dodgy and when they questioned him about it, he was unable to answer any questions or explain how the data had been produced. I was told that ‘everyone’ knew that Baldwin was up to something questionable and that there was a great deal of anger in the cancer research world because of the millions going into Baldwin’s labs from the CRC.

The people who discussed Baldwin’s fraud with me were Dr Wynne Aherne and Evelyn Piall. I will stress that I never witnessed Wynne, Evelyn or any other member of Vincent Marks’s team at Guildford fabricate or dishonestly manipulate any data at all. But they knew that something was terribly wrong at Baldwin’s empire and as is traditional, no-one blew the whistle. Wynne continued in cancer research for many years – although she may have retired by now – and she continued to receive funding from the CRC and the body into which it evolved, CR UK. Wynne ended up as a Team leader at the Institute of Cancer Research in Surrey and even bagged a prize from CR UK.

Evelyn was unusual for a lab scientist in that she was a sort of society figure who had undertaken a PhD in middle age but did not intend to continue in cancer research, because she was relocating to Paris with her husband Tony, who was the leading civil engineer on Eurodisney which was at the time nearly completed. If Evelyn wanted to have blown the whistle on Baldwin, she certainly could have.

Another member of the team at Guildford was Anthea Hardcastle – who was from Cricieth in north Wales. Anthea’s closest friends were the Principal Biochemist at Ysbyty Gwynedd and his wife. Anthea was never anything but friendly and pleasant to me, but I’m pretty sure that her friends from Ysbyty Gwynedd will have filled her in on matters regarding Dafydd and the paedophiles. Anthea’s friends will definitely have known all about the chaos and criminality in Gwynedd Health Authority. It seems that Anthea has died – there is a justgiving fundraising webpage in her memory. Ironically the funds raised are going to the Institute for Cancer Research.

Another colleague of mine at Guildford was Miguel Godfrey, who was doing his PhD in the same lab as me. I see from my internet search that Miguel is now a leading light in the Freemasons in Guildford, precisely the Mark Provincial Grand Lodge of Mark Master Masons of Surrey. It was Miguel who told me that Jimmy Savile was known to the police in Leeds as a paedophile – Miguel told me that many years before Esther et al swore blind that ‘we didn’t know’.

Life is full of surprises though. An even bigger surprise than Miguel’s status as Mr Big in Freemasonry in Guildford is that I have found my name on a journal article which I knew nothing about and even more mysteriously I am listed along with a co-author of whom I had never heard until I found this article a few days ago!

I remember doing the work that had been published in this article which appeared in Biochemical Society Transations, Dec 1, 1989 and I know two of the authors – Wynne and Evelyn. Wynne, Evelyn and I are all listed as being affiliated to the University of Surrey. The article was published some months after I left Surrey, but that’s not unusual, articles are in the pipeline for many months before they are published. I’m a little puzzled though as to why I was never told whilst I was at Surrey that this article had been submitted – because it will have been submitted whilst I was still working at Surrey. I was told about another article that was submitted – for the American Journal of Cancer Research – which wasn’t published until after I left Surrey, but I never heard anything about this one. Furthermore, the mystery woman whose name is on the article did not contribute anything at all to the work that has been published with her name as the fourth author. She did not work at Guildford and her name was never mentioned as a collaborator on the work that we did at Guildford. So who is this person whose name was put on a paper along with mine, although she played no part at all in the work?

Step forward Professor Nicola Curtin, Professor of Experimental Cancer Therapeutics, Northern Institute for Cancer Research, Medical School, University of Newcastle-Upon-Tyne.

Professor Curtin, as you are publishing my work under your name without my knowledge, would you like to let us all know whether this was just a one-off or is this your usual practice?

Nicola’s webpage tells us that she has been Professor of Experimental Cancer Therapeutics and has worked in Newcastle since 1982. Nicloa states that she has ‘more than 30 years’ experience in the development and biological evaluation of novel drugs to treat cancer and the development of biomarkers to predict and assess effects’. The work that I did which was published under Nicola’s name concerned developing a radioimmunoassay – so my work has contributed to Nicola’s ‘more than 30 years experience’ in this field. How much experience does Nicola REALLY have??

Nicola states that her ‘major interest is in targeting the DNA damage response’. Ah yes – we’re hearing a lot about that in the media at the moment, the ‘smart drugs’ which will target your very own DNA should you develop cancer. Tell me Nicola, have I done that work as well? Or was that somebody else’s work that you shamelessly plagiarised?

Nicola’s the Team leader for DNA damage response! Can I be a Team leader too Nicola?

The only person whom I was told was involved in the work that I did at Surrey who was not based in our lab at Guildford was Adrian Harris at Oxford. I never met Adrian, but everyone spoke very highly of him, he was popular and well-respected and it was made clear from the beginning of the project that the data would be shared with Adrian. There was one reason in particular why the team at Guildford were keen to continue to work with Adrian – it was because ‘everyone knew’ that Adrian was going to be a big name one day.

Adrian is Professor Adrian Harris, who leads the Hypoxia and Angiogenesis Group at the Department of Oncology, Oxford University. Adrian’s webpage tells us that ‘the focus of the group is on tumour angiogenesis and the role of notch signalling, and hypoxia biology and its regulation’.

That will certainly impress Tessa and Theresa – although they won’t understand a word of it.

Another £45 million is needed immediately! It’s the Race For Life! The victims of the paedophile gang in north Wales were indeed running for their lives, but they were followed wherever they went…

Adrian has recently retired and his retirement was marked by the NHS with the Regional Breast Cancer Academic Day.

Adrian had such a cult following at Surrey that one of the research rabbits was named after him. No, Adrian the rabbit wasn’t the subject of pointless experiments and then slaughtered like the mice in Baldwin’s CRC laboratories were. Adrian was used for raising anti-bodies which meant that every few weeks he was vaccinated and then a small sample of his blood was taken. Adrian was a well loved rabbit, big and floppy and he received many visitors who would take him out of his hutch and cuddle him.

I mentioned previously that Baldwin’s chamber of horrors at Nottingham was never targeted by animal rights activists – however the animals at Surrey were. A load of sheep were liberated to give them a taste of freedom and ended up on the main road at Guildford and were nearly hit by the Porches travelling at high speed. On another occasion the animal house was broken into and the liberators stole a number of animals, one of which was a little yappy incontinent dog. This dog was actually the pet of one of the technicians who kept it in the shed overnight because of its incontinent ways, but the liberators thought that it was a research animal. What was so incredible was that the dog was returned in another night time raid a few days later – it was concluded that the kidnappers had discovered the incontinence problem.

 

I only lived in Surrey for a year, but when I was there something quite memorable happened. I lived near Haslemere and when I first arrived in Surrey I purchased a mountain bike with the intention of cycling to the railway station and then catching the train into Guildford. I had only had my bike three days or so when I got off the train one day to find that it had disappeared – in broad daylight, at a well-used railway station. My bike had been locked to the railings with a top of the range lock because the bike had cost me a lot of money. The lock was still attached to the railings – my bike had been removed by a very nifty piece of handiwork which had involved just one railing being sliced through most expertly. I was mortified and called the police, who took a look and said that this was a very skilled job and that they thought that my bike must have been targeted by a gang of professional thieves. I didn’t have the money to spend on another bike, but luckily some friendly people in the village gave me lifts to the station. After a few weeks of regularly commuting at set times, I then had an even bigger adventure.

One morning I was walking from Guildford Railway Station to the University via my usual route, which took me along a footpath through a little copse. I was in the middle of the copse when I saw a young man sitting on an upside down supermarket trolley, as though he was waiting for someone or something. It was about 8-30 am so a bit odd. He watched me as I came towards him and carried on watching me as I walked past. I thought that perhaps he was the sort of bloke who was going to try and get into conversation and ask me out or something, but he didn’t. However he did begin following me. He was still very obviously following me when I came out of the copse, so I deliberately took a route across an open field up the hill in full view of some houses. The man turned around and went back into the copse. About an hour later the police arrived at the University, saying that a woman had been raped at about 8-40 in the copse that morning and asked if any of us had any info.

I met with the police and it transpired that the man had followed me and had raped the woman who had come along the path immediately after me, in the copse, once he had given up pursuing me.

I was a witness and later picked the rapist out in an identity parade. The police believed that he had raped and battered another two women in Guildford within the two weeks that he had been staying in the town. The rapist stated his intention to plead not guilty and I subsequently received a letter telling me to turn up to the Old Bailey to give evidence, threatening to arrest me if I didn’t. At the last minute the rapist changed his plea to guilty so in the event I didn’t have to give evidence.

When I lived in the south east of England I gained the impression that it was a rather dangerous place for young women, because the Guildford rapist was not the first lucky escape that I had. When I went to London in Oct 1986 to begin my MSc at RPMS, I initially temporarily stayed at my friends’ flat in Bethnal Green. Then I found a shared house in Harringay, but I used to go over to see my mates at Bethnal Green every weekend. It was in the Christmas holiday of 1986-87 that I was unlawfully arrested and imprisoned in the North Wales Hospital by Dafydd. I have explained in previous posts how Dafydd threatened me before I was released, told me that if I ever came back to north Wales again he’d have me arrested and that he had rung Haringey Social Services to let them know that I was living in their area no less. I was then driven to a railway station by two Angels, literally put on a train to London, told to ‘shut your mouth about DA’ and warned never to go to north Wales again.

I made representation about Dafydd and the paedophiles as soon as I returned to London. My weekly visits to my friends in Bethnal Green continued. But on every occasion that I left the station, I would be followed by a particularly aggressive man who would hurl abuse at me and tell me that he was going to rape me. After the fourth time that I had this experience, I decided that this man probably was quite dangerous, so I started getting off at a different station and walking a different route to my friends place. The aggressive misogynist bastard was particularly memorable because he was always dressed in a cowboy hat and cowboy boots, but the rest of his regalia was black leather – he was mixed race. Of course I told Brown all about it and Brown discovered that a man of this description from the East End had recently been released from prison after serving a hefty sentence for multiple rapes.

I detailed in a previous post how when I put my house up for sale in Bethesda in the early 1990s, I received a cash offer within days from a man in Birmingham who wanted to relocate to north Wales. I was delighted. Unfortunately, when he moved in – I was still living in the same village, so heard all about it – he began sexually harassing my former neighbour as well as other women in the village. It transpired that he was a sex offender from the West Midlands whose family had packed him off to north Wales where his history wasn’t known. He was known to the mental health services and the police in the West Midlands.

I wondered why serious sex offenders were magnetically attracted to me for a long while, until Brown and me discovered the full extent of the wrongdoing of the serious criminal with UK-wide and European connections that is Dafydd. Brown observed that Dafydd had a great deal to do with sex offenders and general nasties and that his business network spread to every place in which I had lived when I wasn’t living in north Wales. Last year when I finally acquired all the NHS documentation concerning me, there were letters in the file between Alun Davies and other senior figures in the north Wales mental health services which overtly discussed which addresses I was living at and detailed the various – illegal – ways that Davies was using to access my home addresses.  Davies even had a contact at St George’s who was intercepting and reading mail that was arriving at the hospital for me in order to find out my home address.

For years it was known that a very serious workplace bullying problem existed in the mental health services in north Wales – the worst offenders were the Arfon Community Mental Health Team. The sickness rate in that team was the highest in Wales. This was partly because Slob Ingham and Tom Harney were lazy drunks who couldn’t be bothered to make it into work even to experience the joy of abusing their patients, but it was also because unsuspecting people who joined the Arfon Team could not face going into work after a few weeks of starting their new jobs. Just before I left north Wales, I was told that one woman had dared to put in a complaint of workplace bullying against Keith Fearns. She went off sick for a long time and when the matter had supposedly been resolved, she returned. She left north Wales two days later, after phoning a friend and telling them that on returning to work, she had been sexually assaulted by a male member of the Arfon Team – whom she refused to name – who told her that this is what happens to grasses.

I am only sad that the grass didn’t grass the whole lot of them up for every serious crime with which they have undoubtedly been involved. Fearns – this sort of gangland stuff is the reason why I decided to write this blog.

Now Dafydd, do you happen to know who the lunatic in fancy dress in Bethnal Green was or indeed the man who turned up in Guildford shortly after I did and who violently raped three women? Do you not think that you owe them an apology, putting them in danger as a result of trying to show me what happens to grasses?

 

The Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board is back in the news again at the moment. An inspection of the Ablett Unit carried out by HIW has resulted in a damning report. HIW has stated – among other things – that patients are being put at risk, that facilities are totally inadequate and that there were only male staff on a ward with women patients. The response of the Betsi has been to say that £750 k has been spent on the Unit and another £400 k is going to be spent.

This is a Health Board that just doesn’t get that the problem is not and never has been money. The problem is that the north Wales NHS is full of people who once facilitated a sex trafficking ring – Dr Peter Higson was one of those who did so and he’s now the Chairman of the Betsi. No-one is ever dismissed for anything except for blowing the whistle on the abuse of patients. Tawel Fan Ward was closed down after a nurse blew the whistle on the biggest mental health scandal that there has ever been in the UK. The staff who abused the patients were all either suspended on full pay or given other jobs with the Betsi. A number of them were relocated to Bryn Hesketh where they were then caught abusing patients again – and were suspended on full pay… Some patients died as a result of their ill treatment in Tawel Fan and there are a number of investigations continuing – investigations with which the staff refused to co-operate. What the staff of Tawel Fan did do after the ward was closed down was appear in the Daily Post and insult the patients whom they had abused as well as their relatives.

One person has been sacked and struck off over Tawel Fan – Nicola Kingston, the nurse who blew the whistle on the abuse. Nicola faced a kangaroo court held by the NMC where she was deemed a disgrace and later incurred screaming newspaper headlines for ‘having sex with a patient’. No-one mentioned that the patient whom Nicola had sex with was her husband. Furthermore, he was not her patient and never had been – before they married, he was a mental health patient from England and Nicola did not meet him through her work. Before Nicola was struck off she received death threats.

The Betsi is already in special measures and at a debate in the Senedd a few weeks ago, Conservative AMs Darren Millar and Mark Isherwood both spoke about the stream of deaths and scandals which continue to emanate from the Betsi and begged the Health Minister Vaughan Gething to act. Vaughan told them to stop ‘talking down the NHS’.

Please Vaughan, be my guest – develop serious mental health problems and go for ‘help’ from those mad intimidating criminals yourself. Perhaps then you will understand that money is not the issue, serious criminality is.

Yet another casualty of the Betsi has just been imprisoned. Hannah Turtle, a young mother with mental health problems from north Wales, killed her baby and is now in prison. The Daily Post Online went to town with headlines of ‘inside the mind of evil Hannah’ and it was explained that Hannah ‘has the same diagnosis as Beverly Allitt’. Well I’m glad that Beverly’s been mentioned, because there are plenty of indications that she was framed for the murders of a number of children who died on the ward where she worked as a nurse.

The hospital where Beverly was working had been deemed unsafe before Beverly ever went near it because patients had died for unexplained reasons. The hospital was in Grantham, Thatcher’s home town and the serious problems there were kept under wraps for political reasons. Beverly was the newest, most junior person working on the ward and when unexpected deaths happened, she copped it. Beverly has now been in Rampton for many years.

It was alleged that Beverly suffered from Munchausens by Proxy and had killed a number of children by injecting them with insulin. Munchausen’s by Proxy is a psychiatric illness which was invented by Sir Roy Meadow, who isn’t even a psychiatrist. After inventing this illness, a number of women were wrongly imprisoned for killing their children who had died of SIDS. Meadow didn’t just make up an illness, he also made up a load of statistics in his capacity as an ‘expert witness’. No statisticians were called as witnesses so no-one pointed out the serious errors that Meadow had made. A number of women spent years in prison before Meadow’s fantasies were scrutinised and the women were released.

The most well-known casualty of Roy Meadow was Sally Clark, a solicitor who had lost two babies, became seriously depressed as a result and took to drink. She was portrayed in Court as a wealthy drunken slapper who was too busy downing gin with her middle class friends to want to care for her children so she bumped them off. There was not a scrap of evidence for any of the allegations made in Court about Sally. Furthermore, it was later revealed that a pathologist had actually discovered that one of Sally’s babies had died from pneumonia, but he had deliberately concealed this. He and Meadow stood up in Court, lied their arses off and an innocent bereaved mother went to prison.

Whilst in prison Sally Clark was physically attacked for being a child killer. By the time that she was released she was destroyed and she died some months later. The Top Docs had not caused Sally’s family enough suffering however. When Sally’s husband gave an interview after she was released, Professor David Southall – another paediatrician who is an expert in Munchausen’s by Proxy – rang the police and told them that he knew that Sally’s husband was the person who had killed the babies. Presumably because his eyes were a bit too close together.

Roy Meadow was eventually struck off by the GMC after the most damning evidence was presented against him. Meadow appealed to the High Court and was reinstated. He was represented by the country’s leading lawyer in medical negligence – Nicola Davies QC! Nicola is now Dame Nicola and in 2014 was appointed the Presiding judge of Wales (see post ‘Here’s What Happened To Nicola, Niclas, Merfyn, Joan and Kathryn’).

Southall also appeared in front of the GMC and fought a battle as epic as the one fought by Meadow, maxing out the very extensive appeals system. Southall was finally allowed to continue to practice and now styles himself as someone who is involved in ‘international humanitarian work’.

Another expert witness testified to Beverly Allitt’s guilt as well, an expert in diabetes who maintained beyond all reasonable doubt that Beverly had done it. That man was Professor Vincent Marks!

Can someone please urgently reinvestigate  the case of Beverly Allitt and rescue Hannah Turtle as well?

 

BBC News Wales reported a great success at the Royal Gwent Hospital – a group of patients had all been discharged from hospital and had arrived ‘safe and sound’ at home, which meant that their beds were freed up. It is poignant that in these times of elderly frail people being discharged from hospital at 3 am and dumped on their doorsteps whilst wearing their nightclothes, that it is considered newsworthy when they arrive home in one piece without their lives having been risked. The thing that the Angels were really pleased about though was that beds had been freed up. Which reminded me of a case that Brown brought to my attention in 2004 in Staffordshire, which concerned a nurse who had attempted to murder four elderly patients to free up the beds.

When such cases are actually acknowledged as opposed to being covered-up, people are usually gobsmacked and say ‘how did it ever come to this?’. Quite easily. It’s what happens in a system which conducted a 35 year long vendetta against a young woman and every one of her close friends after she complained about a gang of paedophiles led by a mad old doctor in the wilds of north Wales. In 30 years I did not meet one Top Doctor who did not collude with Dafydd and the paedophiles when they found out what was going on.

 

The Today programme got excited yesterday regarding a report that maintained that thousands of patients are dying every year as a result of prescribing errors. Janet Davies from the RCN explained that it was all a result of understaffing and what is needed is more money, lots of it. Janet stressed that the NHS must not have a blame culture, but a learning culture. It doesn’t have a blame culture Janet – unless you’re a whistleblower or of course a patient who has dared complain. The NHS does have a learning culture though – as an institution it has very effectively learnt how to never hold itself to account no matter how great the disaster and how to blame all problems on the putative lack of funding or unreasonable patients. Swathes of the NHS are understaffed – such as the Betsi – because the workplace is so toxic that no-one can bear to work there. Other hospitals are under-staffed because the Angels have all resigned and then registered with an agency so that they can be re-employed in their former jobs on their former wards at a far higher pay rate. Janet also quoted a practice in the US which had really impressed her –  using different coloured syringes for different types and quantities of medication. Janet that is neither rocket science nor news – this was being discussed in the UK at least 10 years ago and in the case of a lot of medications, there are now distinctively coloured vials for different quantities/drugs. Still serious errors are made.

Jeremy Hunt was interviewed on the Today programme about the en masse prescribing errors as well. Once he had done the obligatory – praised ‘the fantastically hard working staff’ – Jeremy fished around for all sorts of reasons to explain the prescribing errors. He was very keen on the idea of new IT systems. Jeremy – one thing that the NHS does not have a good record on is IT systems. Wasn’t there one a few years ago which cost many millions of pounds and then had to be scrapped completely? Then before that, there was the dog’s breakfast which was the website for the Modernising Medical Careers scheme. Neither of those cock-ups were the fault of the Top Doctors. They were the fault of arrogant, stupid Gov’ts which had given contracts for badly thought-out ideas to fly-by-night companies run by Minsters’ friends.

 

My posts ‘Oh,No! It’s The Pathetic Sharks’ and ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’ mentioned figures on the left and union leaders who ignored or concealed the organised abuse of children and psychiatric patients whilst boasting of their radicalism and commitment to the oppressed. A number of these people were actually working for the security services. Richard Littlejohn of all people wrote about this in the Mail Online today. He discussed the trade unionist Brian Nicholson who, Nicholson later admitted, had spent years passing information to MI5 – MI5 infiltrated all the unions and political parties many years ago. Nicholson was a good mate of Neil Kinnock.

MI5 infiltrated all of the UK’s national institutions years ago and from the 1960s onwards were crawling all over north Wales because of Welsh nationalist activism. The security services had UCNW (Bangor University) under surveillance, because there was Irish Republican activity in the Students’ Union. MI5 and MI6 knew all about Dafydd and the paedophiles and the sex trafficking ring.

Many of those who concealed the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal had connections with the security services and I have named a number of such people on this blog. I’m sure that the security services were not established with the remit of assisting the likes of Dafydd and the paedophiles, but the problem was all those people in high places who were molesting children – their needs were prioritised over the kids and witnesses who were turning up dead.

What has struck me is how many writers and journalists on the left were facilitating the abuse of vulnerable people or who were even abusing vulnerable people themselves, such as Michael Foot and his circle and of course Bertrand Russell and his associates. Just months after I first encountered Dr DGE Wood in the Student Health Centre at UCNW who was busy facilitating the sex abuse ring, Brown and I had a very unpleasant experience with someone whom we contacted through New Statesman. Brown had just graduated and had moved into the house that I shared with my friends on Anglesey. He was looking for house renovation work whilst he published a few things and wrote proposals for PhD funding and Wood knew this. Brown and me used to regularly read New Statesman in those days and Brown saw an advert from someone in Llangollen who wanted help renovating his house and in return offered board and lodging and a bit of money. It seemed ideal, so Brown used to go there during the week and come back to Anglesey at weekends. Brown spent several weeks down there and got to know the man concerned, Leslie Gore, quite well. Or so he thought. This was in 1983. Gore was 61, had owned the house in Llangollen for years and used it as a second home. Back in the 1970s and 80s there were a number of establishments in Gore’s area which were run by members of the paedophile gang and a number of them subsequently went to prison for abusing the kids in their care. Brown and me knew nothing about Dafydd and the paedophiles then, although we did know that Denbigh had a terrible reputation.

Months and months after Brown finished the work on Gore’s house, a letter for Brown arrived at our house. Brown was visiting his mum in Somerset at the time and told me over the phone to open the letter and see what it was. It was from Leslie Gore and was a vitriolic blistering personal attack on Brown, accusing him of being a ‘conman and a thief’. I think it was the nastiest letter that I had ever read. I wrote back to Gore saying that I was really sorry but Brown was away but he would be in touch as soon as he returned. By return of post I received a reply – an insulting personal attack on me with a few Top Doctor-esque comments about how much he could tell about me from my letter. I wrote back to Gore and told him that I didn’t give a stuff what his ESP told him about me, I did not appreciate these insults coming through our letter box. Our house was then bombarded. Brown gathered up the letters and returned them to Gore unopened, telling him never to come near us again. Gore then sent a postcard so it could not be returned unopened. Scrawled on the postcard was ‘Apolog (sic) – for sharing a few thoughts with you. When two planks dropped out of my door I thought that it was shoddy workmanship. I now realise it was the earthquake.’ (North Wales was clobbered by an earthquake in the summer of 1984, it was pretty good, the earth shook and buildings were damaged.)

So who was this offensive madman whose house was at the epicentre of an earthquake but he didn’t notice and instead hurled abuse at Brown and me – just as I was sitting my finals?

Leslie Gore worked as a therapist at the North Wales Hospital! With alcoholic patients – alcohol and drugs were Dafydd’s speciality (as well as sex therapy and PTSD of course). Prior to that Gore had spent many years working at Newcastle Poly. Regular readers will remember that the paedophiles of north Wales had many connections in the Newcastle area and that Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth, the two paedophiles who really stoked up trade at Bryn Estyn, had previously worked at Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead. Gore also had a diploma from Imperial College and had worked at Keele University when it was in its early days. Peter Righton, a paedophile who doubled up as a social work academic and used his academic work to justify sex between adults and children, worked at Keele.

Now that Brown and I realise how long ago it was that we were targeted by these gangsters, the lengths to which they went to attack witnesses and that they had help from the security services, I think that it is highly likely that Leslie Gore’s aggro was a present from the paedophile gang. I suspect that the advert in New Statesman may even have been placed there for the purpose – it appeared just when Brown was looking for the very opportunity that Gore was presenting. It also meant that Brown was away during the week, so I was left to deal with the disgusting Wood and Gwynne the lobotomist by myself – and then we had to deal with upsetting shite coming our way as I was sitting finals.

Thanks Wood! What a vile scumbag you are.

If any readers have any info about Leslie Gore, I’d like to hear it.

Thank goodness we didn’t read New Society – John Allen advertised for the violent paedophiles who staffed Bryn Alyn in there.

I have mentioned that Sir Charles Evans, the former Principal of UCNW (Bangor University) protected staff in the University who were facilitating the paedophile gang in north Wales. Evans was a member of the team which made the first conquest of Everest in 1983. The team was led by Lord John Hunt, who held a senior role in the security services.  (See post ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’ for more information about Charles Evans and John Hunt.) Another member of the Everest team was on the radio yesterday – Jan Morris. Jan Morris was James Morris when she climbed Everest with Charles Evans, John Hunt and co. Jan Morris has done a great many admirable things in her life and fought Top Doctors herself – not quite in the way that I did, but Jan Morris underwent gender realignment surgery when such a thing was virtually unheard of. Jan eventually went to I think Casablanca for surgery. Jan spent her childhood in Oxford and Somerset but as an adult settled in north west Wales near Cricieth and has now lived there for a very long time. She and her son and his family are rooted in the locality and both are very well-informed and well-read. Jan’s son Twm has won Bardic crowns at the National Eisteddfod. Some of the people whom Jan and Twm have associated with I know concealed the criminality of Dafydd and the paedophiles. A few years ago, I saw a photo of Jan with Christine Evans, the now retired surgeon from Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, with an accompanying piece of text in which Jan praised Christine Evans. Christine Evans is considered to be a Top Doctor who is very sympathetic to the needs of transgender patients.

Dr Chris might be a star in that regard, but when Mary Burrows was appointed CEO of the Betsi in 2009 and challenged the paedophiles’ friends, Dr Chris manoeuvred herself into the position of head of the Betsi Cadwaladr CHC (Community Health Council). Christine Evans did that for only one reason, as was clear from a blog that she wrote at the time – her aim was to protect all those colleagues of hers who were involved in very serious wrongdoing.

Jan Morris has had a very productive life, despite the distress that she experienced as a result of gender dysphoria – she has been up Everest, has written prolifically and has travelled all over the world. In old age she has spent her years in a lovely spot at Llanystumdwy. The victims of the paedophile gang found themselves imprisoned in Dafydd’s dungeon at Denbigh and a lot of them were found dead before they were 21.

Note to MI5 and MI6: The reason why you are given carte blanche to bug, to burgle, to infiltrate, to place folk under surveillance, to place fallacious news stories in the media, to whip up intrigue, to marry people whilst pretending to be someone else and to generally perpetuate your fuckwittery with no questions asked is that you are charged with upholding national security. ‘National security’ includes the matter of Top Doctors running a sex trafficking ring and providing children to Gov’t ministers for sex and destroying the lives of and killing the witnesses. From what Brown and I alone have experienced over the last 35 years or so, you were not very successful at doing this. You saw what was happening to us and knew who was doing it, but you chose to protect Gov’ts and corrupt professional people instead of us and indeed others who were targeted. Documentation that would have enabled us to publish what I am now publishing on this blog was deliberately witheld until most of the corrupt judges and Gov’t Ministers responsible for the carnage had died. Should you wish to get in touch and explain why the nation should not simply dismantle the NHS, the social services and the security services and save on your salaries, please do – because you do not seem to be fulfilling your remit.