The Point Is To Change It

Previous posts and my post ‘Lest We Forget’ discuss the complete destabilisation of Bangor University by Dafydd’s gang and their associates from 2003 onwards, the witch-hunt to which my PhD supervisor and his wife were subjected and the plan to completely shaft the then VC, Merfyn Jones, because I had gained a PhD, was undertaking post-doc work and Brown and I had begun publishing about the excesses of the mental health services. Many paedophiles’ friends who were at each other’s throats united with a common purpose because the criminality that they had all been involved with for years was just so serious. The leader of the pack was Prof Fergus Lowe of the School of Psychology, who had built his career and his power base on overthrowing Dafydd’s influence in the University in the late 1980s and replacing it with his own equally toxic influence (see previous posts eg. ‘He’s Not The Messiah, He’s A Very Naughty Boy’ and ‘Feet In Chains’.)

As described in ‘Lest We Forget’, I realised that things were getting very nasty when I received a message from someone who’s daughter had died in the care of the mental health services in Powys telling me that a TV journo wanted to make a documentary on the appalling state of mental health care in the UK and they were interested in my story, yet the day before filming was due to begin the journo asked me to smear the VC when I was interviewed. When I refused I was told that filming could go ahead when I changed my mind. I heard no more, but I had previously been asked by an Angel who worked at Bangor University to place damaging untrue stories in the press about Merfyn after this Angel read an interview that I had given to a newspaper regarding the mental health services in Gwynedd…

Other gems were me being told that Professor Dylan Jones-Evans, an adviser to the Tory Party, intended to ‘blacken Merfyn’s name’ but he was going to wait until Merfyn’s wife had died before doing so, because it ‘will look bad’ if he did it while Nerys was terminally ill. Why was Nerys dying?? Just the little matter of the Top Docs at the Walton Centre finding that there was ‘nothing that they could do’ with regard to Nerys’s brain tumour. Of course some people do die from brain tumours, but Nerys died at a most convenient time for all those people who had stated that ‘we will get rid of him [Merfyn]’ before Nerys ever became ill. Dafydd’s gang ran the Walton Centre (see previous posts). Nerys had crossed the path of the gang herself in the early 1990s, which had resulted in fallacious allegations being made in ‘The Guardian’ about a senior sociologist at Bangor and Nerys was never forgiven (see post ‘Badlands’). Years later she married Merfyn and when he was appointed VC it was just too much for those we know and love to cope with.

At about the same time that Nerys died, a social worker who had been a colleague of Dafydd’s gang, along with her husband, was singing the praises of the Walton Centre who had successfully treated her for a brain tumour and now she was even back at work!

Ah the doctors they were wonderful!

Nerys and Merfyn were/are not neurosurgeons. How would they have ever known if the Top Docs – Dafydd’s associates – had told a few porkies about Nerys’s condition? Neither could they have relied on the second opinion of any other Top Docs; as experience has shown with me, Brown and two other witnesses, cross the paths of Dafydd and the gang and you will not get effective treatment no matter how ill you are and no Top Doctor at all will admit the truth, even if they keep a civil tongue in their head, a smile on their face and indulge in their very best ‘ooh don’t worry, we’ll look after you dear’. I have 30 years worth of documentation which demonstrates that.

At the same time that Dylan was waiting for Nerys to die so that he could blacken Merfyn’s name, another group of paedophiles’ friends were boasting about their plans to frame Merfyn for a crime.

Just before Nerys died, Fungus was telling Bangor University staff that they could forget about Merfyn now, he was finished and Fungus was in control. Dylan however was seriously pissed off because Merfyn ‘had been on his last legs but because he’s had compassionate leave he’s looking a bit better’.

It was widely known in the University that these things were happening, it was openly discussed. I was told that the RAE results were going to be terrible because so many people had co-ordinated to ensure a poor outcome to embarrass Merfyn, because his strategy was to build Bangor into a university with a solid research base. When Merfyn addressed the staff of the School of Education in his capacity as VC, I watched as, at 3-30 pm, the alarms of the watches of nearly everyone in the room went off simultaneously and they all walked out together, leaving Merfyn, my PhD supervisor and one Professor alone in the room with the post-lecture buffet. Many of those who staged the walk-out had previously worked as teachers in Gwynedd when that paedophile gang caused havoc, particularly among SEN kids. Brown and I had a lovely time with that buffet but if I’d been Merfyn I’d have sacked every one of those bastards. The associates of a gang of paedophiles on £40-50k pa who bugger off home at 3-30 pm and make a point of doing so when the VC has arrived to discuss the future of the University…

After the paedophiles’ friends walked out, an e mail was circulated to everyone in the School of Education from an ex-PE teacher inviting all to a meeting to discuss the very big threat that Merfyn posed to them what with his dangerous ideas of building up the research base of the University. My PhD supervisor turned up to find out what was going on only to find himself barred from entry. Paedophiles’ friends only!!!

Other joys at Bangor University at the time were the Finance Clerks Who Say Ni, who modelled themselves on the Knight Who Say Ni in ‘Monty Python and the Holy Grail’. None Shall Pass…

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When we were writing big research grant bids which needed to be accompanied by spreadsheets detailing projected staff costs, materials, everything down to the last penny – which takes days and was the job of the finance dept – some of the finance clerks (not all, but enough of them to cause chaos) would simply say ‘you fill in the spreadsheet’ when they were presented with the documentation. They didn’t just do this to post-docs, I saw the delightful Gareth Who Said Ni flatly refuse to complete the spreadsheet needed by a senior Professor. The Finance Clerks Who Said Ni however did manage to fill in the spreadsheets required by Fungus and the Psychologists and Fungus didn’t even have to chop down a tree with a herring or give the Finance Clerks Who Said Ni a shrubbery. Faced with the Finance Clerks Who Said Ni, I completed my own spreadsheets. The procedure was that the bids had to then be signed off by the Chief Accountant. So I went over to his office, only to find that he was ‘in a meeting with the Psychology Dept and will not be available until next week’. By which time the deadline for submitting the bid would have passed. So the Chief Accountant Said Ni as well.

After the Finance Clerks Who Said Ni successfully caused serious problems, the Translators Said Ni. Because Bangor University is bilingual, all public lectures have to be accompanied with Welsh-English translation facilities and I and my colleagues used to do that for our seminars as well. As the paedophiles’ friends became angrier and angrier, we noticed that translators who had been booked weeks in advance either didn’t turn up to the events or turned up so late that we were unable to hold the lecture or seminar. We couldn’t go ahead without the Translators Who Said Ni because it would contravene the bilingual policy.

The Translators didn’t just Say Ni to small seminars held by my colleagues and I. The Translators Said Ni to Merfyn as well and they did it in spectacular style. At one major public lecture given by the VC which had been very heavily advertised and was fairly crucial, all the translating equipment was checked at the start of the lecture, as usual. It was working. Merfyn began giving the lecture – in Welsh – so all the English speakers put their headphones on. My headphones failed first. I signalled to the translator; I was ignored. Then other people’s headphones failed; they were ignored… Then our headphones came back on again, as Merfyn continued speaking. Then, through everyone’s headphones, loud and clear, came the sound of someone having a pee in the bogs next door. There is no way that was an accident, a Translator Who Said Ni took a microphone into the bog with them and ensured that the sound of them piddling was transmitted into everyone’s headphones. Merfyn had no idea what was happening but he noticed the expressions on the faces of those in the lecture and knew that something was going on. Everyone was far too polite to tell him what the Translators Who Said Ni had done, so after the lecture I told him: They recorded themselves pissing in the loos and made sure that the whole audience heard.

A mole has told me that the Translators Who Said Ni staged these happenings particularly when I was at the events. As usual, the desire of the paedophiles’ friends to cause problems for me screwed things up for a lot of other people as well.

OK Finance Clerks and Translators Who Said Ni, now I’m going to tell my readers where this spiteful campaign against me, my PhD supervisor and Merfyn ended up and I look forward to you trying to justify what you all resorted to.

 

Towards the end of his term as VC, Merfyn was appointed as a member of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. The excesses of the NW Wales NHS Trust, the mortality rate, the litigation and the downright criminality of that Trust (see previous posts) had become so excruciatingly embarrassing that even the Welsh Gov’t could take no more and Edwina Hart, the then Health Minister, dissolved the Trust, along with the other two lethal, disastrous Trusts in north Wales and replaced them with the Betsi.

We cracked open the champagne, literally, foolishly believing that the services of the bunch of crooks and conmen – all associates of Dafydd – who had caused such destruction in the NHS in north Wales would now be dispensed with. Sadly not. Edwina’s past as a trade unionist and politician who had ignored so much criminality on the part of those we know and love meant that she was deeply compromised and couldn’t deal with them. There was a ‘no redundancies’ agreement with the NHS unions and almost every single one of those lying crooked bastards was recycled into the Betsi Board at their previous salary level, although I had given Edwina Hart enough documentary evidence to have had some of them arrested and charged, particularly Martin Jones, the CEO and Elfed Roberts, the Chairman. See previous posts.

Elfed was the only one who was not recycled into the new Betsi; he was given a seat on the Board of the Welsh Ambulance Trust instead. Martin had a job created for him, as the Director of the Workforce. There were ructions, people in north Wales were outraged at these crooks who had overseen such suffering and chaos just being transferred over to the new organisation. The outcome was that they were surrounding Merfyn, who was a new face in the NHS and the new CEO of the Betsi, Mary Burrows.

I and someone who made a witness statement about the threats and harassment to which he had seen me subjected were told repeatedly that ‘they won’t win’ and ‘when they lose, your life won’t be worth living’. Mary received death threats and I was told by a charming character that ‘we’ll take her out’. NHS union reps turned up to Board meetings and discussed threatening tactics outside in the corridor before the meetings got underway. Martin Jones began a blog, ‘The Workforce Director’s Blog’, which was no more than a vehicle for undermining Mary Burrows; every post was full of veiled insults and threats that were understandable to those of us who knew what was happening behind the scenes. Lies were spread about Mary in the locality and there was race hatred whipped up, Mary being American. I sat in meetings and heard racist insults and abuse directed at Mary.

After some months of sitting as a Betsi Board member, Merfyn resigned as VC. This was because he had been appointed as a SPAD to Leighton Andrews, the Welsh Gov’ts Education Minister and it would have been a conflict of interest for Merfyn to have held both positions. A rumour was sent around the University by the paedophiles’ friends that Merfyn had been embezzling the University funds and that was why he resigned.

After a year of Mary and the Betsi Board doing their best to reign the paedophiles’ friends in, an even bigger mushroom cloud went up when Merfyn was appointed Chairman of the Betsi. What followed was a wonder to behold.

Elfed Roberts began a campaign of terror against Mary and Merfyn when the Menai Deli, a sandwich shop which supplied the WRVS cafe in Ysbyty Gwynedd, lost the contract to Ginsters, a company based in Leicester. Not that is was anything to do with Mary and Merfyn, it was a decision made by WRVS HQ. Elfed’s campaign was based on the alleged ‘discrimination against a small Welsh business’. The small Welsh business in question being the Menai Deli, which happened to be owned by Elfed’s mates. Furthermore, its only contract was with the WRVS cafe in Ysbyty Gwynedd. Elfed’s wife was a leading light in the WRVS in north Wales. The Menai Deli was nothing more than a sub-contractor with regard to the cafe and it had bagged the contract through nepotism, it was not a ‘small Welsh business’, it was a scam. ‘Butty Wars’ was all over the ‘Daily Post’ for weeks and got as far as the London-based newspapers. WRVS HQ were subjected to hate mail and threats and the whole business affected their fund raising. See previous posts. Butty Wars succeeded in making north Wales look dreadful, just a bunch of racist, anti-English neanderthals.

The image of Wales was further tarnished at about the same time when Peter Hain’s house was surrounded by pro-hunting protesters and them telling journalists that Peter Hain ‘isn’t even Welsh, he’s fucking South African’. (I think that he’s Kenyan actually.) By the way liberators, Peter Hain’s mates were blown up and killed when he was in South Africa because he and his friends fought a bunch of racist bastards; Peter Hain was a braver man than you wankers. He came to the UK because he would have been killed if he’d stayed in South Africa. Furthermore, because he still insisted upon defending the rights of black people in South Africa when he was in the UK, someone tried to fit him up for a bank robbery and even after he was cleared, the old git of a Presiding judge insulted him. That judge was Sir Alan King-Hamilton, a friend of Sir Ronnie Waterhouse, Sir Ronnie being the man who concealed the VIP paedophile ring run by Dafydd and the gang.

Oh so you’re going to protest outside Peter Hain’s house because he’s not Welsh?? Why don’t you take a few corrupt judges who assisted a gang of paedophiles along with you, I’d recommend Huw Daniel myself, Huw’s Welsh as well, his dad was one of the founders of Plaid (see post ‘Tan yn Llyn’). Huw Daniel has spent his whole life kicking Welsh people who aren’t as privileged as him in the teeth. Is that to your liking? After you’ve invited a few corrupt Welsh judges to join you outside Peter Hain’s house in your protest re his racial origins, go and get your DNA analysed. No, it won’t show that you are related to the ancient Welsh Princes, no matter what Dafydd Iwan thinks, but you will find that you share over 90% of your DNA with vegetable matter, as does every other human being on the planet. DNA’s like that, it’s not very helpful to racist idiots.

I remember the dear old NF slogan well: ‘Racial purity means national security.’ Unfortunately for the NF, the Brits are one of the most mixed ‘races’ on earth…

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After the cause of Butty Wars was sadly lost, there was an attempt at a repeat performance when a lovely little Welsh company owned by Welsh people in the heart of Wales called Blas ar Fwyd lost its contract to supply the patients’ snacks trolley in Ysbyty Gwynedd with cakes containing even more sugar than Mr Kripling’s cakes. Who owns Blas ar Fwyd?? Dafydd’s son, Deiniol ap Dafydd.

Calon Lan!

Elfed and Dafydd only wanted the best for the patients of Ysbyty Gwynedd, which was why they ignored the sky high mortality rates and flogged the patients butties and snacks produced by businesses owned by their friends and relatives.

I knew someone who kept Elfed under observation during Butty Wars, while Elfed was picketing Ysbyty Gwynedd. Not only did Elfed use his time on the picket line to try to find tenants for one of the bungaloids that he owns, but he went in for making a few new friends on Facebook. However the silly old bugger was new to Facebook and he didn’t put any privacy settings up, so one could network among Elfed’s Facebook friends. Hilarious, there were retired coppers from forces known to have had problems with police corruption and the Chief Accountant of Bangor University was a Facebook friend of one of Elfed’s Facebook friends no less…

When Elfed was Chairman of the NW Wales NHS Trust, he had me repeatedly arrested, on one occasion for having pink hair and calling his car a penismobile. On another occasion Elfed had me arrested for ‘harassment’, the harassment being sending the Trust ‘reams and reams of e mails’. Which I did, I was trying to follow up a complaint that I had made after I’d been refused treatment and threatened by Angels and had been subjected to an attempt to frame me for a crime when I tried to access medical help . If somebody had investigated my complaint I would not have needed to have sent reams and reams of e mails. On that occasion, I was interviewed by a DC Steve Power, who admitted in front of the lawyer who accompanied me to the station, that Elfed had ordered my arrest because he was ‘fed up’ with me. Steve Power then told us that he was retiring in a matter of days anyway and that none of this was to do with him. I was released without charge. See post ‘After The Attempt To Frame Me…’.

I recognised DC Steve Power. He was the officer who some years previously had flatly refused to take down my complaint regarding an Angel and three healthcare assistants who had assaulted and injured me. The lawyer who witnessed DC Power’s taped confession re Elfed ordering my arrest because he was fed up with me was Frances Jones. I asked her to send me copies of Power’s taped confession but I heard no more from her. Frances Jones’s name appears on documents that my lawyers only sent me some three years ago. Frances was one of the lawyers involved in one of the attempts to frame and imprison me on the basis of the perjury of Gwynedd Social Services and Tony Francis et al back in the late 1980s/90s. See previous posts.

I saw Frances Jones again a few months after my arrest. She was sitting behind me at the memorial service for Prof Duncan Tanner, the Director of Research for Bangor University. Duncan died suddenly and unexpectedly in the care of Ysbyty Gwynedd, during a routine procedure that is not considered at all risky. Unless you’re in the hands of Ysbyty Gwynedd of course. At Duncan’s memorial service, a number of people insulted Merfyn. As Frances Jones sat behind me I heard her telling other people that the huge problems in Bangor University were a result of the VC.

No Frances, the problems were the result of the associates of a paedophile gang, who, including you, are a bunch of lying, multifaceted crooked bastards.

One of my friends in north Wales told me that Frances Jones is considered to be an excellent lawyer who is much in favour with ‘the villains of Anglesey’, ‘she gets them off every time’.

Anglesey County Council – located at Llangefni – has been famed for its corruption for many years and children in care on Anglesey were abused. Some Anglesey County Councillors went to prison and returned to their roles as Councillors when they were released.

Regular readers will know that Elfed was previously Acting Deputy Chief Constable of the North Wales Police and was obliged to leave the force under a cloud smelling strongly of corruption (see previous posts). Back in the Good Old Days, Elfed was the Sergeant at Llangefni Police Station on Anglesey. Elfed was one of those coppers at Llangefni who was mates with Dafydd, Dafydd living about four miles away from Llangefni. A veteran of Welsh language protests told me that she and her mates were assaulted by Elfed when they were campaigning.

After Dafydd’s charidee CAIS began providing ‘substance abuse services’ for north Wales, the heroin problem in the region exploded. Particularly in Llangefni. No-one could work out why, Llangefni is a just a small rural market town!

 

One of the senior managers at Ysbyty Gwynedd who colluded to undermine Mary and Merfyn was Trystan Pritchard. Trystan told someone known to me that he really liked Elfed because Elfed had done so much for the Welsh language. Trystan is a Bangor graduate who, before joining the NHS as a corrupt manager, was a journo. I watched Trystan having a very chummy meetings with a journo days before yet another bad news story about Merfyn hit the local papers. Trystan is a Freemason who is relatively young for the sort of boring corrupt old fart who dresses up in silly gear.

 

After war was waged with tasty morsels baked by friends and relations of Dafydd, the forces of hell were unleashed upon Mary and Merfyn. Patients were told by Top Doctors to write to their MPs to ‘complain about them’; the appointments system was sabotaged which meant that cancer patients only received urgent appointments through the post AFTER the date of their appointment had passed; the pathology lab test results were screwed up, consistently placing patients in danger and resulting in numerous complaints; rumours were spread around Bangor that Mary and Merfyn had mismanaged the Board’s finances so badly that they were responsible for the Board’s debt (no, the previous Financial Director of the NW Wales NHS Trust stuffed Elfed and Martin over before the Trust was dissolved and the funds disappeared with her); medical records disappeared when Mary tried to investigate serious complaints and staff lied to protect abusive colleagues; and lies were told by the Top Docs, Angels and middle managers about every aspect of patient care and safety, so Mary and Merfyn couldn’t take preventative measures because the info needed was actively witheld from them.

When Mary and Merfyn organised a patients’ consultation day with regard to the mental health services, Alun Davies the former manager of the Hergest Unit turned up along with a bunch of henchmen and tried to influence the outcome. The North Wales Community Health Council, ‘the patients voice’, was colonised by Top Doctors and Christine Evans, a retired surgeon, took over as Chair while admitting on her blog that she had taken the position to keep her former surgeon colleagues at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd out of trouble after the Royal College of Surgeons had written a damning report about their misconduct. See previous posts.

The BMA joined in the fun. They mobilised the wider BMA in Wales and also busied themselves locally. A local BMA group specific to North East Wales was formed with a grandiose name; it was actually Philip Banfield and his mates. Philip Banfield is an obstetrician at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd who knows all about Dafydd’s gang, Banfield has been in north Wales for years.

On another occasion the BMA held a meeting in one of the north Wales hospitals with regard to an election which contravened all proper procedures in the run-up to an election. Mary and Merfyn told the BMA that they could not hold such a meeting on NHS premises at a time of ‘purdah’. The BMA got arsey and decamped to an hotel down the road and held their procedure-breaching meeting there.

Unlike Elfed and Martin at the NW Wales NHS Trust, Mary did investigate patients’ complaints. She was up against it because many of the staff of the complaints dept had been inherited from the NW Wales NHS Trust and they continued to insult patients and ignore Mary’s instructions to investigate complaints. The NHS unions continued to protect abusive staff.

On Mary and Merfyn’s watch, Alan Roberts, a senior Angel at Ysbyty Gwynedd, was prosecuted and convicted when he threw a lady in her 80s across the ward and injured her. Roberts mounted a campaign in his defence which was backed by other Angels as well as union reps and student nurses were bullied into supporting him. He took his case to appeal, backed by his union (which I think was the RCN) and won. Roberts didn’t win because he didn’t assault the old lady, he won because it could not be proved that her injuries had resulted from him throwing her across the ward. The old lady wasn’t there to give evidence because she had died. Roberts had also impersonated a police officer which was never addressed.

Roberts ‘the gentle giant’ received much press coverage and after he won his appeal, he told the media that he would be returning to work as an Angel. Roberts’s wife was an intensive care Angel at Ysbyty Gwynedd and She Stood By Him, as did his son, who was a student Angel.

After one of his court hearings, Alan Roberts shook his fist at me as he left. Why did I attend court? Because when the NW Wales NHS Trust was run by Martin and Elfed, Alan Roberts refused to treat me, threatened me and accused me of ‘impersonating a GP’. My subsequent complaint about him was never investigated and Martin told me that it was me who been ‘threatening and aggressive’ to Roberts. So Martin and Elfed ensured that Roberts remained in his job as an Angel, in a senior role, where he later threw an elderly lady patient across the room and injured her. See post ‘Two Dangerous Very Dishonest Nurses’.

 

After public protests and much ranting in the press over Mary and Merfyn’s alleged plans for the NHS in north Wales – no plans had been finalised, but the paedophiles’ friends spread panic across the region by telling bare-faced lies – Mary and Merfyn held a public meeting, at which they strove to be as honest and transparent as possible. They were met with a baying mob who threatened them with physical violence, in front of the journos, TV cameras and politicians who also attended the meeting. Not one person called for calm and the threats of violence towards Mary and Merfyn were not reported in any media outlet. What was reported was that the whole of north Wales were livid over that dreadful Mary and Merfyn who Weren’t Listening To The People.

I don’t know who the baying mob were, but I don’t think that they constituted The People. I had arrived for the public meeting early and I saw that baying mob disembark from a series of coaches, only to be greeted by a man with an NHS lanyard around his neck yelling cheerfully that ‘this is the day that Mary Burrows gets her P45’ and that today will be the day that they get the bitch out.

After threatening Mary and Merfyn, the baying mob walked out waving their fists and the meeting was closed shortly after. As people filed out of the door, the man who had greeted the coaches went absolutely apeshit. He started screaming at Mary that there would be blood and throwing chairs around the room. He was tended to by someone else who had an NHS lanyard around her neck who dispensed kind words in his moment of trauma. If that man had been an Empowered Service User he would have been arrested, charged and probably remanded in custody.

 

So who was the problem? A bunch of lying thugs who had facilitated a paedophile gang for years? Of course not, it was Mary and Merfyn as any fule kno. They listed to patients, they investigated complaints, they held public consultations, OF COURSE THEY HAD TO GO!!!

 

In June 2013, Merfyn and Mary hit the headlines of the London-based media as well as the north Wales media when they resigned after the publication of a damning report about patient care and safety at the Betsi. The report was compiled in the wake of a C difficile outbreak in which patients had died. Merfyn gave interviews and some of them are still available on BBC News Wales archive clips. He reflected on the report which had stated that there had been a breakdown between ‘ward and Board’ at the Betsi and that he and Mary had not been aware of what had been happening at ward level. Merfyn stated that he had to accept that was indeed true, they had not been aware of a number of matters of which they should have been aware. He told the BBC that he had not been able to effect change and he had therefore offered his resignation to the Health Minister Mark Drakeford and Drakeford had accepted it.

Merfyn did not tell the media that there had been a conspiracy to keep crucial information from the Board. He did not tell them that Mary and he had received hate mail and death threats. He did not tell them that I and other people who had complained about the NW Wales NHS Trust had been threatened, assaulted, repeatedly wrongly arrested and unlawfully refused all NHS treatment. Merfyn did not tell them that I had given Drakeford’s predecessor Edwina Hart enough evidence to have Elfed, Martin and a number of Top Docs and Angels arrested and that Edwina had simply refused to act. Neither did Merfyn tell the BBC that when he had been VC of Bangor University, a post-doc was asked to smear him in a documentary about the mental health services and two PhD students who were friends with that post-doc had been followed around University premises by off duty police officers and intimidated.

Perhaps Merfyn should have just said ‘I’m dealing with the associates of a fucking paedophile gang here who have deliberately let patients die in order to force my resignation’, but the BBC probably wouldn’t have broadcast that because Jimmy Savile had been a visitor to Bryn Estyn and one boy alleged that he had been gang-raped while Savile looked on.

 

 

The report that condemned Merfyn and Mary was compiled by the WAO (Welsh Audit Office) and HIW (Health Inspectorate Wales).

At the time of the report, the Auditor General for Wales was Huw Vaughan Thomas. Huw Vaughan Thomas was Chief Executive of Gwynedd County Council, 1991-96. Huw was Chief Exec of Gwynedd CC while the paedophile gang were active in Gwynedd’s children’s homes and while employees of Gwynedd Social Services lied about me and other patients to the police and on oath in attempts to secure convictions against us. Huw Vaughan Thomas was Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council when Patient F was denied access to his own baby on the basis of unproven allegations that he was a ‘risk’ to the baby. The baby was brought up in the care of a family with two adult male sex offenders in the household. F and other people raised concerns about one of these offenders and Gwynedd Social Services admitted that he had confessed to indecently assaulting two 10 year old boys. No action was taken against him, not even when he and his friend subsequently offered their services as babysitters and yet more complaints were made about them. F was never given access to his own child and the family whom Gwynedd placed F’s baby with later left the area. F never saw his child again and did not know where he was. See previous posts.

Huw Vaughan Thomas was appointed as Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council in the middle of the North Wales Police’s investigation into the possibility of a VIP paedophile ring in north Wales/Chester. The investigation was closed in 1992 and the police stated that no evidence of any ring had been found.

The child protection officer who denied F access to his child and who refused to even hold a case conference when F raised concerns that his baby could be at risk from the sex offenders in the household where his baby was being raised was Jo Bott. Jo Bott was a former police officer who was subsequently employed by Gwynedd Social Services.

Jo Bott alleged that F’s new wife had been ‘harassing’ the mother of F’s baby and ordered F’s wife to ‘leave her alone’. F’s wife had had no contact with the mother of F’s child since the baby was about two weeks old. The contact then was a visit to deliver clothes and a present for the baby. Because as Jo Bott knew damn well, F’s new wife had been friends with F and his stepchildren for a number of years and had paid for meals and lent the family money when they needed it. Hadn’t she Bott??? In fact the reason that she got to know F was that he found out about the attempts to imprison her on the part of Gwynedd Social Services and the Top Doctors and having been wrongfully imprisoned himself by the same people, F offered advice. F also offered other Empowered Service Users who were being abused and neglected by Jo Bott’s colleagues advice, which was why so many people used to congregate at his house in Bethesda…

Then there was the visit that F received from armed men when he put his house up for sale. No of course he didn’t tell Bott et al, but all the Empowered Service Users knew about it.

 

After Bott told F’s new wife to leave the mother of F’s baby alone, F’s new wife received nearly £1000 worth of bills from F’s former partner which had been run up in F’s name, along with a demand that she pay them. Then a few weeks later came a demand for some baby equipment. Oh then after that F and his new wife were offered baby photos of the baby that F was not allowed to visit – accompanied by a demand for more money of course…

Leave her alone??? F and his new wife wished that the malicious cow had moved to Jupiter but it really was quite difficult to escape her as the baby was wheeled past their house at regular intervals.

Then there was Martin, a young man who had witnessed everything re F’s baby, who was found dead in the road near Bethesda, at about the time that Huw Vaughan Thomas took up his job as Auditor General for Wales. Martin had witnessed rather more as well, because he was the father of the baby of F’s former partner’s daughter’s baby. Martin applied for custody when he discovered that the mother of his baby was battering the living daylights out of the baby. Gwynedd Social Services told Martin that they would be awarding custody to his former partner if she turned up to the hearing. Fortunately for Martin and his daughter, Mandy couldn’t even be arsed to go to the hearing so Martin was able to bring up his little girl. Until he was found dead that was.

So Huw Vaughan Thomas, who presided over this nightmare, had the final say on Merfyn’s performance as Chair of the Betsi Board!!!

For the full background on Huw Vaughan Thomas and his long list of public appointments – Huw has also been Chief Executive of Denbighshire County Council and a member of the Parole Board, among many other things – see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’.

Huw: presided over a murderous paedophile gang:

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Why was there was vacancy as the Auditor General for Wales for Huw to step into? The vacancy arose when Jeremy Colman, the former Auditor General for Wales, resigned and was in 2010 jailed for the possession of child porn (see post ‘The Reality Is, There Is No Problem’).

 

Huw Vaughan Thomas wasn’t the only person who was responsible for those harsh words about Merfyn, I must be fair here. After all, HIW compiled the report in partnership with Huw Vaughan Thomas. The Chief Executive of HIW was Dr Peter Higson. Peter Higson had previously been a clinical psychologist at the North Wales Hospital; the manager of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and the manager of the mental health services across the whole of north Wales. Peter Higson was a colleague of Dafydd’s and a good friend of Fergus Lowe.

Peter Higson had a little break away from his multiple roles in the NHS as a facilitator of Dafydd’s gang. In the early years of the millennium, Higson was the interim Chief Executive of ELWa, a Welsh quango responsible for education and training. The Chair of ELWa was Enid Rowlands. Who is married to Huw Vaughan Thomas. Enid is a psychology graduate who comes from north Wales! Just like Peter! There was a bit of a row in 2003 when Enid was Chair of ELWa because £2 million found its way into the pockets of a company called Avanti and no-one could explain where the money had gone after that. Enid refused to resign, even when it was revealed that accounting procedures had not been followed and that conflicts of interest had not been declared when Peter was appointed as interim Chief Exec of ELWa, even though Peter was a Director of the North Wales Health Authority and Enid Chaired that Authority!

Enid has clocked up nearly as many public appointments as her husband has. Among other things, Enid was/is Chair of the Solicitors’ Regulation Authority; was a member of the GMC for eight years; was UK Chair of Victim Support; was a member of the North Wales Police Authority; was/is a member of the S4C Authority; was/is a member of BUPA Council. See previous posts, including ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’.

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ELWa eventually disappeared in disgrace although sadly Enid didn’t and Peter Higson was appointed as the Chief Executive of the newly created HIW. In that role, Peter Higson refused to investigate all of my very serious complaints about the North West Wales NHS Trust. But then Peter had, years previously, refused to investigate all of my complaints about Dafydd et al and Gwynedd Social Services.

 

So, after Merfyn was set up and blown out as Chair of the Betsi, a new Chair was appointed. It was Dr Peter Higson. After Higson took up the Chair of the Betsi Board, HIW was declared to be in such a sorry state that it was ‘not fit for purpose’. Peter Higson was the only Chief Executive that HIW had ever had and he had been there from its creation.

Do any readers know if the creation of HIW might have been the idea of a man called Peter Higson or one of his friends or relatives?

When Peter Higson was appointed Chair of the Betsi Board, Margaret Hanson was appointed as his Vice-Chair. Margaret had previously worked as a children’s and family social work team leader for Cheshire Social Services. Dafydd’s gang operated in Cheshire as well as in north Wales, through the social services. Margaret was also a Councillor in Cheshire. Margaret Hanson is married to David Hanson, the Labour MP for Delyn in north east Wales. David was also a Councillor in Cheshire; Davies was appointed as Miranda’s PPS in 2001, when all those people were yelling in the aftermath of the publication of the Waterhouse Report that Waterhouse had been a huge cover-up. See previous posts for further info about the Hansons.

When Peter and Margaret took over at the Betsi, Margaret commented to the media that she was appalled at the state of the Betsi and she really didn’t know what those previously at the helm had been thinking of.

It is now more than five years since Merfyn and Mary resigned from the Betsi. Mary sadly died of cancer a few years ago, but not before the ‘Daily Mail’ published an article about her, denouncing ‘her shameful legacy’. There has been scandal after scandal after scandal at the Betsi since Mary and Merfyn resigned. There have been allegations of severe staff bullying and an Angel who blew the whistle on the Tawel Fan Scandal, the biggest EMI patient abuse scandal in the history of the UK, received death threats and was sacked by the Board. Not one of the Angels who were filmed undercover swearing at patients who were crawling around naked on floors covered in faeces and urine was disciplined. The Angels gave interviews to the ‘Daily Post’ stating that there was nothing wrong with the care in Tawel Fan ward and that the relatives who complained were ‘troublemakers’. Some of the same Angels were subsequently caught abusing patients in the ward to which they had been transferred after Tawel Fan closed down. None of them have been disciplined.

The obstetric service at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd was found to be so dangerous that a hit squad was sent in from the Welsh Gov’t to ‘turn it around’. There were accusations that the behaviour of one obstetrician was so crazed and intimidating that it had caused meltdown in the service. Phil Banfield is the senior obstetrician at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd. The Board was placed in special measures and the first goal of the hit squad was to ‘achieve normality’ in the maternity service. The Board remains in special measures all these years later because normality has still not been achieved.

The abnormality of the obstetric service at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd had obviously been missed by Huw Vaughan Thomas’s wife Enid, who was Chair of the North Wales Health Authority long before Mary and Merfyn got near the Betsi. But Peter Higson, being a Director of the North Wales Health Authority had missed the abnormality along with Enid. But then Peter’s mate Prof Bob Woods from the School of Psychology at Bangor University has been north Wales’s expert in dementia care for decades now, so he must have been something to do with the abnormality at Tawel Fan. Another of Peter’s many roles was that of a lecturer on the clinical psychology course at Bangor University. Bob Woods was Director of that course and before the North Wales Hospital was closed down, clin psy students did their ‘training’ placements under the lecherous eye – and hands – of Dafydd.

Peter Higson is also a member of the Council at Bangor University. After Peter was appointed to the Council, Bangor University awarded Peter’s sister, Dr Ruth Hussey, an honorary degree. Ruth was Chief Medical Officer for Wales, 2012-16. Ruth was CMO for Wales when the Betsi was failing to achieve normality, in spite of the best efforts of the hit squad from the Welsh Gov’t. See post ‘Topsy and Tim’ for further details of Peter And Ruth’s biographies.

 

Well after Merfyn and Mary resigned, the Betsi Board effectively went bankrupt and the Welsh Gov’t bailed it out. Several times. But still the Board couldn’t manage. The Board has a recruitment crisis in every aspect of its work, no-one wants to work for the NHS in north Wales in any capacity. Litigation against the Board is soaring and the Public Services Ombudsman for Wales has spoken out repeatedly about the worrying number of complaints that he is dealing with about the Betsi. The mortality and suicide rates for north Wales are some of the worst in Europe and have got worse since Mary and Merfyn departed.

Since Mary and Merfyn resigned, the Betsi’s performance, on every measure, has plummeted and the Board has sunk so deeply into the red that it doesn’t make sense for the Welsh Gov’t to talk about giving the Betsi a bail out to enable it to balance the books. The Board is bankrupt, has been for quite some time and it is sinking deeper and deeper and deeper.

 

The Tory AM Mark Isherwood some months ago made a speech in the Senedd in despair at the state of the Betsi and the patient harm and deaths, ending it with ‘this cannot be allowed to continue’. Vaughan Gething, the Welsh Gov’ts Minister for Health told Mark to stop talking down the NHS.

As for those politicians who sat in silence in that public meeting some six years ago while an organised mob hurled threats and abuse at Merfyn and Mary, they are still in office. One was Darren Millar, the Tory AM for Clwyd West. To be fair to Darren, he is the only politician who in recent years has called for prosecutions with regard to the abuse of patients at the Betsi.

Another of the politicians was Plaid’s Llyr Huws Gruffydd. I had met Llyr before I saw him sit in silence at that meeting. I had previously e mailed him and given him full details of the extended neglect and abuse of a friend of mine at the hands of the mental health services in north Wales. Llyr wrote me a very nice e mail back saying that this sounded shocking. When the mental health services heard that I was writing to politicians, they admitted my, by then, very very ill, suicidal friend to a psych ward in Wrexham Maelor Hospital. Llyr turned up and the Angel in charge told him that there were no problems at all re my friend. Llyr told me that my friend was in safe hands. My friend was discharged the next day and, once more, unlawfully refused NHS care. He became destitute and nearly died some months later. I never heard from Llyr again, although I did e mail him and tell him what was happening to my friend.

The third politician who sat in silence at the public meeting was the Labour AM for the Vale of Clwyd, Ann Jones. Ann Jones regularly comments on her support for the NHS and its wonderful staff. She has never said a word about the escalating horror prevailing at the Betsi since Mary and Merfyn’s departure. But then Ann Jones never said a word about the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal despite being on the scene throughout it all. Jones was born and educated in Rhyl, was a Rhyl Town Councillor and a Denbighshire County Councillor. Ann Jones is Deputy Presiding Officer of the Welsh Assembly. I am still on the mailing list for many of the things which I was involved when I was still in Wales and a few days ago I was invited to a Wimmins Event with Ann as a guest speaker. I’ll give that one a miss, I don’t want to be told that Ann is my role model. Even if I did feel in need of a role model, I would not choose Ann.

 

A third person resigned along with Merfyn and Mary, that was Dr Lyndon Miles, the Vice-Chair of the Betsi Board. I always found Lyndon very pleasant and approachable and after the threats and abuse at the public meeting, I bumped into him in a cafe and he told me that the Board were getting a very bad time but they were determined to see this through. Two weeks later Lyndon resigned and I think that he resigned before Mary and Merfyn.

Lyndon wasn’t crazed and threatening like the other Top Doctors, but he definitely knew what they were doing and had known for years. Lyndon is a GP and arrived in Bangor in about 1984, when the gang called for reinforcements. The reinforcements were all like Lyndon, they weren’t obviously mad a la Dafydd et al but they colluded with Dafydd and the gang. Lyndon was a GP in the Student Health Centre in UCNW, he worked with Dr D.G.E. Wood, Liz Stables and Gwynne the lobotomist who were facilitating the trafficking ring. Lyndon was the GP of my housemate Anne Vernon when she was killed by the gang. Lyndon was also the GP of the young female psych patient who was used for sex by the junior gynaecologists of Ysbyty Gwynedd, made pregnant twice by them and then coerced into abortions which they had arranged. She was subsequently refused all NHS treatment and told that if she wanted to access care she’d have to move to England. See post ‘Another Case Of Not Knowing?’

Lyndon worked as a GP in north Wales throughout the worst of Dafydd’s gang; he was there during the rapes of the kids in care, the unlawful denial of access to NHS abortions anywhere in north Wales thus forcing women into the hands of the dangerous ‘private’ abortionist in Chester, the framing of victims of the gang, the banging them up in high security hospitals, the constant suspicious deaths and suicides, the forging of records and throughout the Waterhouse Inquiry, Lyndon knew about it all and he has never said a word. He also knew what happened to me. Lyndon also spent years as Vice-Chair of the Gwynedd Local Health Board. Lyndon knows all about the murdering criminal bastards.

Lyndon is now Chair of St David’s Hospice, an institution run entirely by Dafydd’s gang. Alun Davies became Chief Exec of St David’s Hospice when the deaths and suicides of patients and staff at the Hergest Unit meant that even Davies was too embarrassed to remain as the Director of the mental health services for the NW Wales NHS Trust any longer. When Davies retired from St David’s Hospice just a few years ago, Trystan Pritchard was appointed Chief Executive. See post ‘The CEOs of St David’s Hospice’.

 

It is clear that Dafydd’s gang and their associates did indeed precipitate a situation in which patients died at the Betsi in order to cover Merfyn with crap and force him to resign as Chair.

Perhaps someone needs to hold the following people to account:

The Director of the Pathology labs who knew that infection was raging throughout the hospitals managed by the Board but did not control the situation or keep Merfyn and Mary informed. That person is Dr Avril Wayte. Avril is a member of the Board of Dafydd’s charidee CAIS.

Avril is married to Dr Donald Wayte, a retired pathologist. For years, Donald Wayte was the senior pathologist for north Wales. Highlights of Don’s career included accusing parents, in public, who’s children had died of SIDS of having murdered them on the basis of absolutely no evidence at all and taking the 15 yr old son of a friend of his into the hospital to work with him without gaining permission or ethical clearance from anyone. The teenager had a lovely time, he saw the dead bodies, the lot, thanks to dear old Don.

Don played a key role in many a Nasty Case and an ‘Orrible Murder, what with ruling the roost over the whole of north Wales for many of the years that Dafydd’s gang ran riot, years in which north Wales became famous for its corruption in medico-legal circles, the fitting up of innocent people and the ludicrous explanations for the suspicious deaths of so many victims of and witnesses to the crimes of Dafydd’s gang. People were found hanging, found dead from overdoses, they were hit by cars, they fell out of windows, down embankments, out of trains going at speed, they were killed in fires, there was no end to the untimely and unfortunate deaths of so many in north Wales who had encountered Dafydd et al. The coroner or judge presiding over the trial often relied on the evidence of Dafydd’s mate Don.

Don was the pathologist who gave evidence at the July 1996 trial of Howard Hughes. Hughes was found guilty of the 1995 rape and murder of a little girl called Sophie Hook, who disappeared from a tent in a garden in Llandudno and who’s body was later recovered from the sea. Howard was a wrong ‘un, everyone knew that, especially the police. Howard had a chromosome abnormality which caused him to grow very tall, he is getting on for 7 foot high. Howard also has learning disabilities and cannot read and write, so he could not read the statement that he made to the police. Howard has always denied knowing anything at all about Sophie’s disappearance. He came under suspicion because he was seen on a footpath near the garden from where Sophie disappeared. But nowhere near the time that Sophie disappeared. Furthermore, the garden where Sophie was camping is in a suburban part of Llandudno, so a lot of people were on that path.

The police seemed to know that they were looking for a big man with learning difficulties because they told the world that they were looking for a big brute. They found one shortly after saying that and arrested Howard. They had to release him again because there was absolutely no evidence linking him with the crime. While Howard was out, the police raided his house and most conveniently found child porn. So he was re-arrested. Howard was remanded in custody and when he was in prison on remand, another prisoner, a convicted child sex offender maintained that Howard had confessed to Sophie’s rape and murder. The account that this prisoner gave of Howard’s confession sounded rather like the fantasy of a child sex offender. That statement was the only evidence linking Howard to the Sophie’s disappearance. Everything else was pure speculation, including the allegation of ‘he was seen carrying her dead body’. No he wasn’t. Someone said that they thought that they saw someone who might have been Howard carrying a sack with something in it late one night. But there was no evidence that the person was Howard, if indeed such a person was seen and who knows what was in the sack, if there was a sack, which was far from certain. There was absolutely no evidence against Howard except for the confession of a convicted sex offender who also admitted that sometimes he did make things up but he hadn’t on this occasion.

Dafydd’s mate Don gave an account of the terrible injuries that had been inflicted on Sophie’s body, but true to form, Don didn’t just confine himself to that. Don explained exactly what Howard had done to Sophie. How Don knew this I don’t know, because much of his evidence could not have been extrapolated from the injuries postmortem on a body recovered from the sea, but Don Knew. See previous posts for further details.

When Howard Hughes was sentenced, the world heard the details of his previous, which was terrible, I would be wary of someone with a criminal record like Howard’s. Indeed, I nearly was someone with a criminal record like Howard’s. If every attempt that Dafydd and the gang had made to fit me up had been successful, I would have a criminal record like Howard Hughes. And it would all be a load of cobblers.

Howard was arrested, convicted and imprisoned at the time that Dafydd’s gang repeatedly tried to fit me up for serious offences by planting evidence, committing perjury and I am told, paying people to lie about me. The gang became very busy after 1994, because Brown had sent them yet more evidence of Dafydd trying to bribe me into dropping my complaint about him and I and another patient also had a meeting with two members of the Mental Health Act Commission and told then that serious complaints about Dafydd were not being investigated, including that of him sexually exploiting patients. Our complaints were still not investigated, but we were arrested.

The reason why I am so cautious before screaming for Howard’s knackers on a platter, is that from quite a young age, everyone responsible for Howard’s diagnoses, care and ‘assessments’ were associates of Dafydd and the gang. Howard had also been in Bryn Estyn, where he maintained that he was abused. Howard’s claim for compensation re Bryn Estyn was rejected on the grounds that he had serious criminal convictions. But then most of the boys from Bryn Estyn did, because if they weren’t brutalised and driven mad by being beaten and gang raped, they were fitted up by Dafydd’s gang to discredit them. Howard had also spent time in Garth Angharad, the ‘hospital for mentally abnormal criminals’ near Dolgellau. Except that it wasn’t a hospital at all, it was an isolated building hidden away which was owned by a solicitor who was later struck off for stealing his clients’ money. Before that occurred, the struck off solicitor had owned and managed children’s homes and schools, where the kids had been abused. Even Ronnie Waterhouse didn’t have a good word to say about the owner of Garth Angharad, Paul Hett. See previous posts.

I didn’t know of the existence of Garth Angharad until a few years ago when I received my own files. In the late 1980s, when I was sitting in a London medical school as a postgrad student, a case conference had been held about me in Garth Angharad, without my knowledge, by a man of whom I had never heard, who took evidence about me from people of whom I had never heard. The conclusion was that I was extremely dangerous, capable of murder and should be banged up in a high security hospital as soon as poss. See post ‘The Night Of The (Dr Chris) Hunter’. The reason why the case conference about me was held in Garth Angharad was that the man who held it, Dr Chris Hunter, of whom I had never heard, was visiting Garth Angharad to see one of his patients there. Hunter was a mate of Dafydd’s gang which was why Tony Francis and Dafydd had asked him to hold a case conference about me. Chris Hunter also had patients in Ashworth Hospital – where patients were raped and beaten by Angels, one patient being battered to death – in Whitchurch Hospital and in the Caswell Clinic in Bridgend. All of these places were receptacles for the victims of Dafydd’s gang who complained about him. They were hospitals in name only.

 

The Top Doctor who used to sit on the Betsi Board as the Top Docs’ representative at the time of Merfyn’s resignation has more than a few questions to answer. I can’t remember his name, but he was rude, awkward as fuck and highly defensive. He refused to co-operate with anything that Merfyn and Mary suggested re improvements in patient care and he took an entrenched position on absolutely everything.

 

The Health Minister who so willingly accepted Merfyn’s resignation and smugly announced that he would be appointing a replacement, which was Peter Higson was of course this blog’s old friend Mark Drakeford. Drakeford worked as a social worker for Dyfed Social Services when a paedophile gang operated in Dyfed Social Services which had links to Dafydd’s gang. Drakeford served as Rhodri Morgan’s SPAD for years while the slaughter continued apace in north Wales and when serious complaints went uninvestigated. When Drakeford was Health Minister, bombs went off under him constantly, NHS deaths, scandals, corrupt practices, the lot. He refused to accept responsibility for any of it. During that time, I wrote to Drakeford and gave him full details of a medical research fraud that I had witnessed. I did not receive a reply and some three weeks later, Drakeford appeared with members of the team who perpetrated the fraud at a media PR event, promoting the fraud.

Just a few weeks ago, Mark Drakeford’s 31 year old son was sentenced to eight years in prison for the prolonged violent rape of a young woman. Drakeford junior was also charged with grooming a child.

 

Martin Jones, the Director of the Workforce at the Betsi who hated Merfyn and Mary, was one of the leaders of the lynch mob and after all those scandals at the Betsi was appointed Director of Investigations for NHS Wales. Martin is now the ultimate man for investigating complaints in Wales’s NHS…

 

The PM when Merfyn was forced out by a bunch of psychopaths who conspired to allow patients die to make him look bad was Lord Snooty the Third. Health is a devolved responsibility, so the Betsi was nothing to do with Lord Snooty the Third, but as previous posts (eg. Lord Snooty The Third) explained, Lord Snooty had a great deal to do with what was going on in north Wales. As indeed did Cherie, Miranda, Gordon Brown and Ed Miliband (see post ‘Lest We Forget’).

 

The Torygraph, the newspaper most supportive of Lord Snooty the Third, some 10 years ago, ran a flattering report about an Angel from Ysbyty Gwynedd, Stephen Gallagher, who was in the TA and while on duty in Afghanistan, had ‘saved a boy’s life’. The story was substantially untrue, breached confidence and put the lives of the boy and his family at risk. I had made a complaint about Gallagher some months previously, after he had refused to treat me and threatened me. Martin Jones destroyed the CCTV that showed Gallagher doing this. I was told that the senior managers of the NW Wales NHS Trust had given the story about Major Gallagher the War Hero to the Torygraph. I was also told that before he had threatened me, there was already a note on Gallagher’s HR file saying that his competence and integrity could not be relied upon, after a Top Doctor made a complaint about him. Some time after Gallagher appeared in the Torygraph, he threatened me again and two witnesses made a statement detailing what they had seen. One of the witnesses worked at Ysbyty Gwynedd and then Gallagher threatened her. She was subsequently accused of conspiring with me to ‘get’ the Trust Board. There was no investigation into any of the complaints that arose from any of this. See post ‘Two Dangerous, Very Dishonest Nurses’.

 

For crying out loud, get it into your heads everyone, Dafydd’s gang don’t have and never did have any limits. They fitted complainants up and had them imprisoned for years or banged up in high security hospitals and they murdered witnesses. They have ruled north Wales for decades and what a legacy there is. I thought that they were pretty bloody stupid coming after a young woman with a postgrad degree in medical sciences, but they stop at nothing, nothing at all. They made statements claiming that I had attempted to stab someone. Then admitted that no, I had done no such thing. They made statements saying that I had tried to throttle someone. Then admitted that no, I had done no such thing. They made statements saying that I was known to carry and use weapons. They were not able to show evidence of this. Or of their allegation that I had held an Angel hostage. Or that I have been in prison for attacking someone with a knife. Or that I had sexually assaulted a psychiatrist. Yet no-one would take action against this lot, no-one.

Then in 2013 they let a load of patients die because they wanted to force out a man who had been a VC and Governor of the BBC and who’s wife had died at their hands. I recommend that Merfyn hires a lawyer and obtains copies of his medical records. They probably explain that it was really him who raped that young woman, not Mark Drakeford’s son at all, but what with his wicked ways, Merfyn blamed it all on Drakeford junior.

Just for the record: Merfyn was my ultimate boss for a number of years when I worked at Bangor University. I never ever witnessed him raise his voice to anyone, swear at anyone, lose his temper or even be rude to someone else. I saw him look really fucking exasperated as the paedophiles’ friends insulted him, shouted at him in public and refused to do the jobs for which they were so generously paid while treating staff and students appallingly. He should have broken his code of conduct and fucking well flattened the lot of them.

Now, all the names of those worthless bastards who assisted in the deaths of those patients to force Merfyn to resign please, to me at this blog or via my e mail address and I’ll name every one of them…

 

Here he is in his well-dressed man disguise, you can tell he’s a wrong ‘un:

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Someone else who’s attempted a well-dressed man disguise:

‘There is no evidence that Dr Jones ever behaved unprofessionally or in any way that was not in the best interests of his patients.’

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

And The Lucky Winners Are…

Yesterday the winners of the 2018 Nobel Prize for Medicine were announced: James P. Allison, Professor of Immunology at the University of Texas’s MD Anderson Cancer Centre and Tasuku Honjo, Professor of Immunology at Kyoto University, Japan. Every media report that I have read/heard since they were declared the winners has discussed these two ‘cancer researchers’ and emphasised how their Cancer Research has paved the way for revolutionary new Cancer Therapies which have Saved Thousands Of Lives. Some of the accounts have also talked about Allison being inspired to Cure Cancer as a result of his mum dying of lymphoma when he was 10. Reporting the work of Allison and Honjo accurately would have made a rather less exciting story for the many millions of people who are not biologists.

Allison and Honjo are immunologists who have been working on a highly specific aspect of immunology since the 1980s. It is, if one is an immunologist, a very interesting and exciting area of immunology, but it is nothing like the media portrayals. Neither was Allison inspired to become America’s own Dr Finlay when his mum died. In Allison’s own words ‘I’m a basic scientist. I didn’t get into these studies to cure cancer, I wanted to understand how T cells work’. Which is what he has done. The story about a bereaved child wanting to save the world is a very obvious concoction, because if the media had simply reported the science, the vast majority of people would have no idea at all of what any of it meant and they would not be sufficiently ‘inspired’ to trawl through the text necessary to understand it. The sad reality is that when people like me talk about the sort of work for which Allison and Honjo have won this Nobel, people begin to drop off to sleep. The media friendly tale relating to Honjo is that of a man approaching Honjo on the golf course, shaking him by the hand and thanking him for curing his cancer. So someone on a golf course – if indeed the story is even true – recognised a Japanese biologist who is unknown outside of immunology, as he teed off and thanked him for saving his life. HOW he knew that the Japanese scientist saved his life is a conundrum, because the Many Life Saving Drugs which have resulted from Allison’s and Honjo’s work have, er, not actually been developed yet.

There are drugs based on the work of Allison and Honjo at clinical trials stage, but clinical trials take many, many years before drugs actually arrive in the clinic and the vast majority of them do not make it that far. Read the small print with regard to the Life Saving Drugs under discussion – of the very small number which have been developed, ‘significant side effects’ have been a persistent problem and the proudest boast is that there is ONE person who is still alive 18 years after the trial. One person is not statistically significant…

In the words of Professor Charles Swanton, Cancer Research UK’s chief clinician and a senior scientist at the Francis Crick Institute in London: ‘Thanks to work from Allison and Honjo, patients now have real hope, with over a third of patients deriving long-term benefit and even cures from such therapies.’ This is Cancer Research UK’s best PR – ‘hope’, ‘over a third deriving long terms benefits’. ‘Even cures’? Er no, not yet Charlie and you know it. Furthermore, in this context Swanton is only talking about one form of cancer – metastatic melanoma. Swanton stated that ‘the discoveries had been transformational for understanding the potential of the human immune system to control or even eradicate tumours and blood cancers’. ‘UNDERSTANDING THE POTENTIAL‘. It’s great if you’re an immunologist, but this is not a Medical Miracle Which Has Cured Cancer.

There are reasons why this Nobel Prize has been surrounded by even more dishonest hype that usual. One of those reasons is the appearance of a blog which has named a number of those with links to these Nobel Prize winners as having been involved in large scale research fraud and the most shocking misconduct while Allison and Honjo were engaged in their transformational research in the 1980s and 90s. See eg. posts ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’, ‘I Don’t Believe It!’, ‘A Trabant That Wants To Be A Ferrari’, ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK!’, ‘Reports of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’,  ‘Apocalypse Now’, ‘Interesting Facts’ and ‘Now Then…’                      ‘

 

„Remember Me“ – Bücher gebraucht, antiquarisch & neu kaufen

 

Another reason is the enormous investment that various Gov’ts, including the UK Gov’t, have made in Cancer Research in recent years. The reason for this investment, certainly on the part of the British Gov’t, has been the dreadful outcomes of cancer patients in the UK. There is yet another report out this morning – with regard to cancer patients, the UK has poor diagnosis, poor access to treatment and people are dying earlier and at a greater rate than in many other European countries. On a global basis, progress in developing effective cancer therapies has slowed down so considerably that the Top Docs are looking a bit hopeless after all those decades of promises. So More Money is required. Not simply an admission that en masse research fraud and drug companies playing fast and loose with the results from clinical trials has remained unchecked for decades and is causing havoc.

Allison and Honjo are not based in the UK, but their field of research is international and there is much cross-fertilisation between them, their teams and people based in the UK.

One of those quoted in the media reports confirming what an all round great guy and wonderful harmonica player James Allison is, was Prof Sergio Quezada of UCL. Quezada, a graduate of Pontificia Universidad Católica de Chile, carried out his post-doc work with Allison in the US from 2004. In November 2011, Quezada joined the UCL’s Cancer Institute as Head of the Immune Regulation and Tumour Immunotherapy group. Quezada was a Cancer Research Institute fellow, 2005-08 and has recently been in receipt of a CR UK Career Development Fellowship. Since 2006, Quezada has been a young investigator member of the Millennium Nucleus on Immunology and Immunotherapy of the Chilean Ministry of Planning and has served as an external evaluator for the Chilean National Science and Technology Research Fund. UCL’s website tells us that data obtained from the studies carried out by Quezada’s research group ‘will not only inform the basic understanding of the immune response to malignancies but, in the context of the UCL Cancer Institute, will be used as a platform for the development of novel translational strategies in the clinic.’ So UCL could really benefit from this Nobel Prize if they play their cards right…

My posts ‘More Dogs That Didn’t Bark’ and ‘You Know I’m No Good…’ discussed how very helpful The London Clinic, some ‘independent experts’ of Top Doctors and then the British Gov’t, were to the Chilean mass murderer and torturer Augusto Pinochet when he arrived in London for surgery on his bad back in 1998, but found himself detained in The London Clinic under an international arrest warrant which had been obtained by a Spanish magistrate with the intention of extraditing Pinochet to stand trial for human rights abuses on Spanish citizens. Sergio Quezada is Chilean and retains excellent links with Chile. Pinochet remained as Commander-in-Chief of the Chilean Army until 1998. He was Senator for Life of Chile, 1998-2002.

He shut down parliament, suffocated political life, banned trade unions, and made Chile his sultanate. His government disappeared 3,200 opponents, arrested 30,000 (torturing thousands of them) … Pinochet’s name will forever be linked to the Desaparecidos, the Caravan of Death and the institutionalized torture that took place in the Villa Grimaldi complex.’ – Thor Halvorssen, President of the Human Rights Foundation, National Review. 

 

A brief look at UCL’s Cancer Institute’s webpages informs us that the Cancer Institute has collaborations with many who have been named on this blog as having done things that they should not have done. The Cancer Institute has a major collaboration with CR-UK. In 2015 CR-UK gave a £5 million Centres Network Accelerators Award to fund the UCL’s Cancer Research UK Centre involvement in a new initiative in cancer immunology and immunotherapy, building a network across various Cancer Centres in London. This will be led by Professor Henning Walczak, Scientific Director of the Cancer Research UK- UCL Centre and Professor of Cancer Biology at the UCL Cancer Institute.

The Network which the Centres Network Accelerators Award will accelerate consists of UCL, UCL Hospitals, the Royal Free Hospital, the Francis Crick Institute, King’s College London, Barts Cancer Institute, the Royal Marsden Hospital and the Institute of Cancer Research. Sergio Quezada was named as the Scientific Co-lead on the Cancer Immunotherapy Accelerator Award.

To summarise: Sergio’s former boss has just received the 2018 Nobel Prize for medicine. In 2015, Sergio, who was by then working at UCL, bagged £5 million from CR-UK to fund a line of research stemming directly from Sergio’s work with his former boss, yesterday’s Nobel prize winner. During 2016-17, this blog exposed many of Sergio’s colleagues in CR-UK as well as others as having been involved with serious research fraud and misconduct; I named people from Barts, the Royal Marsden and the Institute of Cancer Research in particular as participating in fraud in cancer research.

So this was a very fortuitous Nobel Prize for CR-UK and a number of institutions that were publicly disgraced in previous years with regard to their ‘cancer research’.

 

The current Director of the Bart’s Cancer Institute and lead of the Centre for Molecular Oncology is Nick Lemoine, Professor at Queen Mary University of London, who was appointed Director of Bart’s Cancer Institute in April 2004. Lemoine was educated at Abingdon School, 1971-76 before studying medicine at Bart’s, 1977-83. 

Abingdon is an impressive independent school in Oxfordshire, although parts of it sound rather like the public school satirised by Monty Python, in which boys are caught rubbing oil into the School Cormorant. In 1963, to mark the Quartercentenary of Abingdon School’s re-foundation, the Big Schoolroom was re-ordered as the Grundy Library (opened by HRH Ma’am Darling), together with erection of further buildings east of the Science Wing, the whole becoming known as Big School. In 1980, the Amey Theatre and Arts’ Centre was opened and the Sports Centre opened in 1984. Mercers Court was opened in 1994 by the Chancellor of Oxford University and Visitor of Pembroke College (which has historical connections with Abingdon School), Baron Woy Jenkins of Hillhead, a man who concealed much wrongdoing on the part of the Top Doctors, including the organised abuse of vulnerable people (see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’). Woy died in 2003, but Woy was very big mates with someone who is still with us:

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One of Woy’s fellow travellers in the Gang Of Four is loathed by the whole planet (see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’), except for Top Doctors who remain deeply loyal to him and who have let him remain in their societies, which is very wise of them in view of the amount of dirt that he has on some of the biggest names in medicine:

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Many Old Abingdonians have reached positions of influence. One of them who is just four years older than Nick Lemoine is Lord Francis Maude, who was Tory MP for North Warwickshire, 1983-92 and for Horsham, 1997-15. Maude was on the Gov’t front bench for 25 years. In recent years his posts have included: Chairman of the Conservative Party, 2005-07; Minister for the Cabinet Office and Paymaster General, 2010-15 and Minister of State for Trade and Investment, 2015-16, under PM David Cameron. Francis Maude is a criminal barrister, who before he became an MP was a Tory Councillor on Westminster Council and party to the illegal activities of Dame Shirley Porter when she led the Council. In 1984, Maude was appointed as PPS to Sir Peter Morrison in the Dept of Employment. Morrison was at the time abusing kids in care in north Wales and elsewhere.

Whilst he was in the Shadow Cabinet Maude was a non-executive Director of Jubilee Investment Trust plc, which held 21% of US porn star Jill Kelly’s DVD business. He was also Chair of Mission Marketing Group which advertised for Playboy and was Director of a company which profited from sub-prime mortgages.

Francis Maude extolled the virtues of family values.

 

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Francis Maude had a brother Charles, who died from HIV/AIDS in 1993, after becoming infected with HIV quite early on in the AIDS epidemic among gay men of the 1980s. Charles Maude was involved with London Lighthouse and supporting people with HIV from the mid-1980s. While Francis Maude went along with Thatcher’s homophobic nonsense and Section 28, he was well aware of the reality and he knew that many of those dying of HIV/AIDS were former kids in care who had been forced into sex work by gangs like Dafydd’s, while they were in care.

See post ‘Disgusting Of Tunbridge Wells And A Few Equally Disgusting Others’ for more details on Francis Maude and his circles.

 

Could a Nobel Prize have possibly been won on the the playing fields of Abingdon?

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And here’s the Abingdon Cormorant:

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When Nick Lemoine was a medical student at Bart’s that institution was still very much run by mates and umbrellas of Dafydd’s. Dafydd’s mate Professor Linford Rees, the dad of 1970s sex symbol Angharad Rees, led the first professorial Department of Psychological Medicine at Bart’s. Rees was parked at Bart’s from 1996 onwards, throughout the duration of the Waterhouse Inquiry. See post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’ for details of the extensive network of Linford and his celebrity friends and relatives.

 

The website of Bart’s Cancer Institute still lists Professor Sir Nicholas Wright MD PhD DSc FRCS FRCP FRCPath FMedSci as the lead in their  Centre for Tumour Biology and as being a Fellow of the Faculty of Medicine, Imperial College. We are told that for 2012-2017, Nick Wright was funded by a £560,547 CR UK Programme grant. Nick Wright has occupied some of the most senior positions in CR UK for many years, including that of Head of the Histopathology Unit at CR UK. Wright’s wiki is still stating that he has been Warden of Bart’s and The London School of Medicine and Dentistry since 2001. Nick Wright was the Head and Prof of the Dept at Royal Postgraduate Medical School/Hammersmith Hospital when I did my MSc there in 1986-87. He was overtly racist in a good old fashioned ‘I hate the bastards’ way, none of your just being a bit un-PC for our Nick; he punched a technician in a Top Docs vs Technicians rugby match for being a pleb who had the temerity to tackle the Head of Dept and Prof; I was told repeatedly that Wright and his colleagues had committed major research fraud; and an academic from Liverpool who spent a year working with Nick Wright and his team with a view to a long term collaboration walked away saying that Wright et al were ‘a bunch of crooks’ and that he wasn’t going to touch them. Since I began this blog I have been told that Dafydd et al were in contact with Hammersmith while I was a student of Wright’s and that a few people at Hammersmith did very nicely out of agreeing to keep quiet about what was happening to me at the hands of Dafydd et al, who unlawfully arrested and imprisoned me in the middle of that MSc.

I note that Nick Wright did his initial training at Durham/Newcastle-upon-Tyne University, the stronghold of the paedophile gang in the north east, which supplied staff and children to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales for many years. See previous posts. The Bastard Of Newcastle-upon-Tyne, Lord John Walton, served as one of Dafydd’s biggest umbrellas for many years, including in Walton’s capacity as: President of the BMA, 1980-82; President of the GMC, 1982-89; Warden of Green College, Oxford, 1983-89; President of the Royal Society of Medicine, 1984-86 (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’). Professor Eric Sunderland, a well-camouflaged paedophiles’ friend, had been summoned down from his senior position at Durham University to become Principal of UCNW (Bangor University) when Dafydd et al sent up a Paedophiles In Distress Flare in 1984, just two years before I began the MSc at Hammersmith.

Readers can discover more about Nick Wright and his mates’ activities by reading previous posts.

Guess who worked at RPMS/Hammersmith Hospital as an Imperial Cancer Research Fund Clinician Scientist, 1989-96? Nick Lemoine! Better still, Nick Lemoine worked for the ICRF under Sir Walter Bodmer, when Bodmer and the ICRF became embroiled in the massive 1990 Bristol Cancer Centre/Clair Chilvers research fraud scandal which involved a friend and former colleague of Dr Tony Francis ie. Dr Peter Mcguire and resulted in the (presumed) suicide of Professor Tim McElwain. See posts ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ and ‘Apocalypse Now’.

Nasty business wasn’t it Prof Lemoine? Never mind, I see that you’ve Moved On!

In an interview given by Nick in which he remembers his happy days working with Walter Bodmer, Nick remembers that Bodmer ‘asked me what my ‘big challenge’ was going to be – to which I replied: “Defining the causes of pancreatic cancer and coming up with a treatment.” Now, 20 years later, we have the tools to apply our knowledge of genetics and molecules to the early diagnosis of pancreatic cancer, offering patients hope of containing the disease so that it does not spread around the body.’

There’s more hope for those ever desperate patients then! They’ll need it if they develop pancreatic cancer, by the time that it’s diagnosed the patient usually only has months to live. It’s a nasty one. At Hammersmith in 1986-87, the message was that if you develop a cancer, you really don’t want it to be pancreatic cancer. If you’re male, testicular cancer is not too traumatic, it has a very high survival rate. Which is why Mike Peters, the rock star who lives in north Wales, has served as such a rich stream of good PR for the Top Docs and butchers of that region, who’s clinical outcomes are some of the worst in Europe. Mike Peters of ‘The Alarm’ plays another gig to say thank you to the Top Docs who Saved His Life! I can understand why Mike is grateful to still be with us, but it may not have had a great deal to do with the excellence of the Top Docs of north Wales. Whoever treated Mike would have had to have been as bad as Dafydd to have not seen him through that. It’s difficult to get it wrong Mike, the testes are outside of the abdominal cavity, at a safe distance, so the cancer doesn’t metastasize. Not unless you are very, very unlucky.

Nick mentions in his interview that after spells of working in different hospitals, he returned to Bart’s, ‘where it all started for me. I never expected to come back here, but it’s a pleasure as we’re blessed with a fantastic new cancer hospital which has great facilities for both research and patient care. Bart’s medical school is also really committed to pancreatic cancer and we have recruited some real stars to focus on new treatments for this disease.’

So Nick didn’t expect to return to Bart’s – I wonder why? There will also no doubt be a few interesting reasons as to why Nick did return to Bart’s in 2004 from his position as Director of the CR UK Medical Oncology Unit at Imperial. The Imperial College which by that time had merged with Hammersmith Hospital as a result of Lord Brian Flowers’ political muscle and Flowers’ desire to transform Imperial into something earth shattering and of course world leading. The Lord Brian Flowers who concealed research fraud, organised abuse and much other wrongdoing in the various institutions which made up London University. See previous posts. The Lord Brian Flowers who came from Swansea and who remained loyal to his old muckers in Wales…

One also wonders why and how Bart’s got the fantastic new cancer hospital to which Nick refers. Particularly as Bart’s was earmarked for closure for many, many years, until well into the 1990s and the Top Docs of Bart’s did a great deal of loud squealing and called in global reinforcements to keep themselves in business. John Smith, then the Leader of the Labour Party died when Bart’s were unable to revive him after that heart attack of his in July 1994. The Top Doc who found that poor old Smith couldn’t be helped was the very same Top Doc who just three weeks previously, had shown Smith around Bart’s and explained that it would be a great pity if Bart’s or indeed any part of Bart’s were to close (see previous posts). In much the same way that Dafydd told me on the phone in 1987 that it would be a ‘great pity’ if ‘you were to be detained in Risley Remand Centre’. I just presumed that Dafydd had gone completely nuts because I was living in Leicester at the time and had committed no such crime that could ever have landed me in Risley Remand Centre. Brown heard the call and said ‘he’s trying to threaten you’. Weeks later I was arrested after Dafydd et al tried to frame me for ‘attempting to stab a doctor’. The only reason why I didn’t end up in Risley was that Sgt Morgan in Bangor Police Station and Jeff Crowther, a nursing officer at Ysbyty Gwynedd, didn’t tell as many lies as they were required to tell. Documents now in my possession demonstrate that Dafydd et al had the whole thing planned months in advance and that Risley Remand Centre, David Ewart of the Mental Health Act Commission, Ysbyty Gwynedd and Clwyd Health Authority were all fully on board with the plan. See previous posts.

Fings Break you see, as John Smith soon discovered.

 

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So where were the pastures new for which Nick Lemoine headed after he had graduated from Bart’s? Nick went to the Welsh National School of Medicine, Cardiff University! He was a lecturer in pathology there, Aug 1985-Dec 1988. Which was when my friend Clare Cheek was a student and then a house officer at the Welsh National School of Medicine and when we used to visit each other! Or at least Clare was my friend until it was made very clear to her that she had better stop listening to what was happening to me in north Wales if she wanted to continue in her career as a Top Doc…

I have detailed in previous posts the very great wrongdoing which prevailed at the Welsh National School of Medicine during the years when Nick worked there. Much of the wrongdoing stemmed from the key role that the Welsh National School of Medicine and the wider Cardiff University were playing in concealing the crimes of the paedophile Labour MP for Cardiff West and Speaker of the House George Thomas – who in 1983, thanks to his friend Thatch, became Viscount Tonypandy (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’) – as well as the crimes of Dafydd et al in north Wales.

Surely this must be a coincidence, but it was just before Aug 1985 that I began approaching politicians about the wrongdoing of the Top Docs in north Wales. So Nick rocked up in Cardiff right on cue! I don’t know about Nick Lemoine, but here are a just a few of the people who did know about me and about the many crimes of George Thomas and Dafydd’s gang:

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Not that I had any idea at all that I was so famous at the time…

 

When Nick Lemoine first went to work at Cardiff, Professor Sir William Asscher was still working as a nephrologist there. In Dec 1986 Prof Ollie Brooke of St George’s Hospital Medical School was imprisoned for the possession of child porn. Ollie was a big name in the pan-European paedophile/trafficking ring of which Dafydd et al were a part and gosh did the Paedophiles In Distress send out an alert. The head of the Dean of St George’s rolled and he was replaced by William Asscher, who was called to London to help out those High Society traffickers and to take over as Dean of St George’s… Not that Asscher ever waved goodbye to his pals in Wales. He continued to keep a home in south Wales and he returned to live there full time when he retired from St George’s.

By the time that Nick left Cardiff in Dec 1988, I had worked with his pals at Hammersmith and for the Cancer Research Campaign labs at Nottingham University, where there was yet more research fraud in progress – in collaboration with a US drugs company to be precise – and I was working for the Cancer Research Campaign at the University of Surrey, for Prof Vincent Marks. Vincent’s brother was Dr John Marks, the then President of the BMA, who was locked in battle with Ken Clarke and the Tory Gov’t. They really hated each other, but as everyone concerned was concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the Westminster Paedophile Ring, it all ended in stalemate. Nick Lemoine knows some of the people whom I knew at Surrey!

After Nick left Cardiff, he joined the crowd at Hammersmith and Sir Walter Bodmer. In 1997 Nick became Director of CR UK Medical Oncology at Imperial College; Imperial by that time encompassed Hammersmith…

In 2004 Nick felt the call of Bart’s and their fantastic new cancer hospital.

Nick went from strength to strength once he was back at the once-doomed Bart’s. He was Clinical Director for the Central and East London Comprehensive Local Research Network and the NIHR Clinical Research Network, 2007-14, which included three biomedical research centres ie. UCL, Great Ormond Street Hospital and Moorfields Eye Hospital. UCL and GOSH were both institutions which concealed organised abuse.

Nick Lemoine was the Clinical Director of the Cancer Clinical Academic Unit at Bart’s, July 2008-Sept 2012. In Jan 2012 Nick became the Chair of the Challenge Awards Panel for the NIHR i4i Programme, a post in which he remains at present. In July 2012 he was appointed Director of Research and Development for the Cancer and Surgery Clinical Academic Group at Bart’s, another post in which he remains. In May 2014, Nick became Medical Director of the clinical Research Network, yet another post in which he remains. Since 2015 Lemoine has been a Visiting Professor and Consultant Executive of the Academy of Medical Sciences at Zhenghon University, China.

Since April 2015 Nick Lemoine has Chaired the Board of Trustees at the Medical Research Foundation; he has been a Trustee since 2008. Nick was appointed as Chair of the MRF by the MRC. The Chief Executive of the MRC when Nick was appointed as Chair of the MRF was Professor Sir John Savill. Savill is a nephrologist – he will have known William Asscher – who is an Honorary Consultant Physician and Nephrologist with the Lothian University Hospitals Division. He is a member of the Lothian Health Board and Chairs its Service Redesign Committee. Savill was Head of the College of Medicine and Veterinary Medicine and a Vice Principal of the University of Edinburgh. Savill’s research interest is in immunology and he completed his PhD on this in 1981 – at Hammersmith Hospital. Savill’s salary as Chief Exec of the MRC was between £170,000 and £174,999.

The Chair of the MRC – and who still is Chair – when Nick Lemoine was given that job as Chair of the MRF was Donald Brydon. Brydon knows plenty about medical research, being Chair of the London Stock Exchange. He is not even a Chair of the London Stock Exchange who has done a stint at Hammersmith Hospital. No, Brydon is a maths graduate of Edinburgh University. When he was at Edinburgh Brydon was Chairman of the University’s Conservative Association alongside Malcolm Rifkind as Secretary, with whom Brydon had been at school ie. at George Watson’s College. Brydon was also elected President of Edinburgh University Union. Brydon remained in Edinburgh to teach at the University for several years after graduation. So he’ll know a Gordon Brown who was an undergrad at Edinburgh, then a PhD student and was also elected as Rector. The Gordon who was PM, 2007-10. 

In 1977 Brydon began a 20-year career working at Barclay’s during which time he became Chairman and Chief Executive of the company’s investment arm, BZW Investment Management. From 1997 to 2002 Brydon was Chief Executive Officer at AXA Investment Managers SA. 

Brydon has also been Chairman of Royal Mail, Smiths Group, the London Metal Exchange, Amersham plc, Taylor Nelson Sofres, ifs School of Finance and EveryChild. Brydon has been a Director of Allied Domecq and Scottish Power.

EveryChild was an international development charity based in the UK, which dealt with children’s rights in particular the protection and aid for children growing up without parental care or family. In 2014, EveryChild worked with many of its former local partners and other grassroots organisations to create Family for Every Child; a global alliance of 27 local organisations working together to help vulnerable children and families. So Donald Brydon was tasked with keeping such kids out of the hands of trafficking gangs etc…

Who ever decided that a senior manager of Barclays would know anything about what is needed to achieve that?

 

Brydon resigned from the Royal Mail Group in 2015 to become Chairman of the London Stock Exchange Group. As Chairman of the Royal Mail, Brydon was paid an annual salary of £200,000 for working two days a week. Whilst in office for a period of six years Brydon oversaw the privatisation of the 499-year-old institution.Which I seem to remember was an idea conjured up by Mandy. Before Mandy and Miranda even try to explain Brydon’s salary when he was Chairman of Royal Mail, perhaps they’d like to tell me why, when Brydon was Chairman and at previous times as well, letters to me were opened before they went through my letter box. Letters from my lawyers who were handling my case against the North West Wales NHS Trust to be precise. It is a criminal offence to interfere with the Royal Mail, posties can be imprisoned for doing that and furthermore I have been told recently that some staff of the Royal Mail were/are required to sign the Official Secrets Act, such are the (alleged) precautions re intercepting the mail.

Furthermore, many years ago when I was living in Harringay in 1987, studying at Hammersmith and under attack by the north London gang linked to Dafydd’s, there was a spate of interfering with my mail. At one point, someone sent me my birth certificate through the post and that was one of the items which disappeared. I have always wondered whether a few people have been married in my name or whether a drugs mule is in possession of a passport and claims to be me. Having said that, Dafydd has been doing fake IDs for ages and as for criminal records, well my PNC was unlawfully altered to show convictions against my name for offences that I was never even charged with, so I won’t lose any sleep over that birth certificate. All to be expected by someone who has tangled with the Top Doctors.

The other letter that definitely was intercepted, read and forwarded onto me was back in 1988. I had applied for a research job in neuroscience in the Vet Science Dept at Edinburgh University – John Savill was probably running the place at the time – and their reply to me had gone for a little walk…

Donald Brydon is also Chairman of the Sage Group.

The only thing linked to medical research that Brydon has any knowledge of at all is how to create a demand for and market pharmaceutical products, in which he will have excelled at Amersham plc, which in 1982 was the first privatisation carried out by Thatch. Ah – but that is now what Gov’ts idea of medical research is all about isn’t it…

When I worked in biomedical research, a great many people were keen to get jobs with Amersham International, as it was then called. It was a magnet because the salaries were much higher than in universities. But then people would find that in their role as research scientists at Amersham, it wasn’t the science which was prioritised…

 

The website of the Medical Research Foundation tells us: ‘We exist to advance medical research, improve human health and change people’s lives’ and that ‘The Medical Research Foundation is an independent charitable foundation. Formed by the MRC, we grow and nurture people and ideas wherever we see research opportunities with great potential.’ The MRF also boasts that the heritage of the MRF ‘is remarkable: scientists associated with the MRC have received a total of 29 Nobel Prizes.’

Well as the whole process is rigged and simply involves people doing favours for their mates and everything possible to ensure that the Nobel Prizes are given to the people who’s work has already been identified – on the basis of previous nepotism and cronyism – to be worthy of investment by the MRC and its friends, that is hardly surprising is it.

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Nick Lemoine is also Director of Research & Development for Cancer at Bart’s Health NHS Trust and the Medical Director of the National Institute for Health Research Clinical Research Network for England. He is a member of the NIHR Strategy Board and chairs the NIHR Invention for Innovation Challenge Panel. He is currently a Non-Executive Director of the Royal Surrey County Hospital NHS Foundation Trust and is a Visiting Professor at the Academy of Medical Sciences of Zhengzhou University in China.

Nick has served as Chair of the Clinical Training and Career Development Panel at the Medical Research Council, and as Vice-Chair of the MRC Stratified Medicine Expert Panel. He has previously served as Chair of the MRC Stem Cell Strategic Grant and Fellowship Panels and has been a member of the MRC’s Molecular & Cellular Medicine Board. Lemoine chairs scientific advisory and grant award committees for a number of medical charities, including Diabetes UK, Prostate Cancer UK, Pancreatic Cancer Research Fund and Pancreatic Cancer UK.

Nick Lemoine was elected as a Fellow of the Academy of Medical Sciences in 2006 and as a Foreign Academician of the Chinese Academy of Engineers in 2017.

As well as Nick Lemoine’s mate Sergio Quezada, Allison’s former post-doc, someone else was all over the media commenting on the richly deserving Nobel Prize winners ie. one Professor Dan Davis. Dan Davies wrote the book ‘The Beautiful Cure’, ‘which describes the work which led to this Nobel Prize’. Yet the work is not a ‘cure’, beautiful or otherwise. Dan himself admitted of the ‘cure’: ‘It doesn’t work for everyone but lives have been saved…I think this is just the tip of the iceberg – many more medicines like this are on the horizon’. Yet no-one is sure IF lives have been saved; one person has lived a long time after taking The Beautiful Cure, a number of other people ‘benefited’ but suffered ‘significant’ side effects and that was the best that the much hyped PR could boast of. Never mind, if Dan wrote that book, it  suggests that he had plenty invested in The Beautiful Cure and he’ll be delighted to have heard who won the Nobel.

Who is Dan Davis? He’s the Professor of Immunology at Manchester University and is currently the Director of Research in the Manchester Collaborative Centre for Inflammation Research. Unusually, Dan did not train as a Top Doctor or a biomedical scientist, he is a physicist. After obtaining his PhD in physics at Strathclyde University, Glasgow, Dan began studying the immune system at Harvard University with Jack Strominger.

Prior to working at Manchester University, Dan Davis was the Head of the Immunology Section at Imperial College London. So somehow this physicist found himself in a senior position with the contingent from Hammersmith who had metamorphosed into Global Leaders under Lord Brian Flowers… Brian Flowers was of course a physicist himself who spent years of his career at Manchester as well as Imperial. As well as being Rector of Imperial, 1973-85 and VC of London University, 1985-90, Brian Flowers was VC of Manchester University, 1994-2001.

Dan Davis did his first degree – in physics – at Manchester University. He graduated in 1992. I think that Dan knows or used to know my former neighbour and landlord’s daughter, Gwen Parry-Jones! Gwen was doing her degree in physics at Manchester at the same time as Dan. I blogged about Gwen and her family in my post ‘Tan yn Llyn’. I and my friends lived in Gwen’s parents’ house  on Anglesey for the years when Dafydd et al first declared war on us. Dr D.G.E. Wood lived down the road, the village was full of Top Docs and Angels and Gwen’s dad Gwilym Parry-Jones was formerly a lecturer at UCNW when the institution was run by Dafydd and the trafficking gang. Gwen’s younger brother Adrian is a Top Doctor at Manchester University! I have been told that Gwen’s family were leaned upon by the Top Doctors and were duly rewarded when they succumbed…

Gwen was featured on BBC News Wales online today! Gwen is now the Executive Director of Horizon, who are responsible for the Wylfa Nuclear Power Station Project on Anglesey and she was featured on the BBC as an Inspirational Role Model to girls and wimmin! The girls whom Gwen is inspiring might be interested to know why Gwen did a degree in physics. It was because she did so badly in her A levels that she couldn’t take up the place that she had been offered at Manchester to do medicine. Her dad Gwilym rang them up and begged, but no, they were not going to have Gwen with those very poor A levels. So Gwilym – who was also a physicist – rang the physics Dept in Manchester and because no-one wanted to do physics, there was lots of spare places and Gwen was in!

What a pity that Dafydd hadn’t illegally imprisoned me by the time that you did your A levels Gwen! Manchester Medical School would have let you in then, no problem. Never mind, you and your family benefited from it in subsequent years, so you didn’t miss out too badly.

 

Predators: Much as I am enjoying exposing you all online, indeed I haven’t had such a laugh for years, I think that you ought to wake up to the fact that this is not going to go away. You have all been very, very naughty and appearing on the BBC and giving yourselves Nobel Prizes is not going to resolve this. You are in very, very deep doo doo. I’m not quite sure when Krakatoa will erupt, but believe me it will sooner or later.

 

Gwen’s mate Dan Davis spent the years of the Waterhouse Inquiry as a post doctoral Research Fellow at Harvard. Very wise Dan. ‘I know nuzzing’. Then Dan returned to the embrace of Dafydd’s associates at Imperial and reached the very top…

Professor Dan – his research interest is in Natural Killer Cells – also known as T cells:

 

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Dan is also Visiting Professor at Imperial College. The Manchester Collaborative Centre for Inflammation Research – the research institute of which Dan is Director – is funded by the University of Manchester, AstraZeneca and GSK.

Professor Dan became a Fellow of the Academy of Medical Sciences in 2011. He currently holds a Wellcome Trust Investigator Award. He is also the author of a popular-level science book ‘ The Compatibility Gene’ (Penguin, 2014) which was picked by Bill Bryson as a Guardian Book of the Year. Don’t tell me that Bill Bryson knows what happened to me at the hands of Dafydd et al as well… Are you a specialist in Natural Killers as well Mr Bryson?

Bill Bryson is an American journo who loves Little Britain so much that he has been resident here for many years. He first visited the UK in 1973 and decided to stay after landing a job working in a psychiatric hospital – the now defunct Holloway Sanatorium in Virginia Water, Surrey. Bill met an Angel there, Cynthia, whom he married in 1975. Jesus, perhaps Bill Bryson does know Dafydd. Bill definitely knew the sort of things that happened to psych patients and he hasn’t ever told all either. Bryson wrote about Holloway Sanatorium in his book ‘Notes From A Small Island’ and recorded that the Sanatorium had a charm about it because ‘it was full of wandering lunatics’. Bryson worked at the Sanatorium in 1973 as a janitor on Tuke Ward. He mentions the ward as home to ‘long-stay male patients in a state of arrested insanity’. According to Bryson, the place was one of the most extraordinary communities in England. Many patients were allowed to wander freely down to the shops and back, mingling on equal terms with the locals, who affectionately referred to the institution as ‘the sanny’.

Yes Bill and the patients whom you didn’t write about were in there because they had knowledge of very serious wrongdoing. As might have the harmless loonies whom you did acknowledge but they were out and about because they had been sufficiently destroyed by their ‘care and treatment’ not to pose a threat to the reputations of the Top Docs or anyone else…

Bill: Patient F originally came from Surrey. The loonies from down there had dynamite – the lowdown on who was supplying underaged sex workers and drugs to rock stars and other celebs and the circumstances of the deaths of people like Brian Jones and Jimi Hendrix (see eg. post ‘Killing Floor – I Know Cos I Was There!’ and other posts…).

Bill Bryson lived in Kirkby Malham in North Yorkshire in the 1980s and 90s. He knew about Savile and the trafficking ring there….

Bill mingles with the best. In November 2006, Bryson interviewed the then British PM Miranda, on the state of science and education. You should have asked him what the hell was going on at Bangor University Bill, you interviewed Miranda just months after the brother-in-law of Miranda’s policy adviser John McTernan nicked my computer.

In 2005 Bryson was appointed Chancellor of Durham University. Here he is in his glad rags:

 

 

Bryson was elected an Honorary Fellow of the Royal Society in 2013, becoming the first non-Briton upon whom this honour has been conferred. Well I wonder how Bill managed that? His biography at the Royal Society reads: ‘Bill Bryson is a popular author who is driven by a deep curiosity for the world we live in. Bill’s books and lectures demonstrate an abiding love for science and an appreciation for its social importance. His international bestseller, A Short History of Nearly Everything (2003), is widely acclaimed for its accessible communication of science and has since been adapted for children.’

The things that Bill didn’t manage to include in his volume ‘A Short History Of Nearly Everything’ may be read on this blog.

 

It’s just as well that people who are linked to Dafydd’s network of umbrellas have won the Nobel Prize with their Beautiful Cure, because the Nobels this year have been rather tainted by the goings-on in relation to the Nobel Prize for Literature. Unfortunately it has been scrapped for 2018 as a result of one of those involved, Jean-Claude Arnault, being convicted of rape and sentenced to two years in prison days before Allison and Honjo were awarded their Nobel Prize. Jean-Claude wasn’t due to receive a Nobel Prize himself, but he styled himself as the Swedish Academy’s ’19th member’ and was married to Academy member Katarina Frostenson, a poet and playwright. The scandal involving Jean-Claude caused seven members of the Academy to stand down, including Katarina, as well as the Academy’s permanent secretary, Sara Danius.

For many years, Arnault and Frostenson ran Forum, a club in Stockholm that showcased exhibitions and readings by prominent cultural personalities including Nobel laureates. The club was partly funded by the Swedish Academy, prompting secondary allegations of a conflict of interest. As the scandal unfolded, it was reported that an internal investigation by the Academy had concluded that Arnault may have leaked the names of seven Nobel literature laureates – the subject of heavy betting – in advance of their announcement, including those of Bob Dylan in 2016 and Harold Pinter in 2005. The Harold Pinter who was married to Lord Longford’s daughter, Lady Antonia. Lord Longford and many members of his family and network knew a great deal about Dafydd, organised abuse, the Westminster Paedophile Ring and the wrongful imprisonment of witnesses (see post ‘Comedies Of Menace’).

The scandal first erupted last November when the Dagens Nyheter newspaper published detailed allegations by 18 women accusing Arnault – who describes himself as a photographer – of rape, sexual harassment, physical abuse and harassment over a period of more than 20 years, in Sweden and France. Eight women filed formal complaints, but all bar one of the cases were subsequently dropped for lack of evidence or because they had exceeded the statute of limitations. The woman in the case that came to trial – a writer and academic – told police of the 2011 assaults a few days after the Dagens Nyheter report was published, saying she had not come forward earlier because Jean-Claude Arnault was a good friend of her manager…

 

After finding out who were the colleagues of the Nobel Prize winner James Allison, imagine my delight when I read on ‘The Guardian’ online that an old favourite of this blog has won the Royal Society Prize for the Science Book of the Year – Sarah-Jayne Blakemore, daughter of Mr Oxford University, Mr Cambridge University and Mr MRC. I blogged about Sarah-Jayne in previous posts (eg. ‘They Are MYRIAD, They Are Legion’) and provided details of a number of her colleagues and mentors who either knew about Dafydd and the gang and remained silent or actively concealed their crimes.

Some of Sarah-Jayne’s colleagues have even worked with Dafydd, such as Professor Mark Williams, who recently collaborated with Sarah-Jayne on a Wellcome funded project in an attempt to demonstrate that Mindfulness not only ‘works’ but can be demonstrated to work by scanning people’s brains and other such techniques. Mindfulness was a research fraud perpetrated by Mark Williams in the late 1980s when Williams worked as a clinical psychologist in north Wales with Dafydd and the paedophile gang. Early editions of Williams’s books had acknowledgements to social worker Keith Fearns, one of those who perjured himself in court in an attempt to have me imprisoned. Williams co-authored with Judith Soulsby, another colleague of the people traffickers who will never be forgotten by all who encountered her and with Isobel Hargreaves, who was married to Ralph Oxley, a botanist at Bangor University who in turn worked with Chris Wood, the wife of Dr D.G.E Wood. They all peopled Bangor University when Dafydd and the gang ran the place. Most of Williams’s patients who’s miraculous recoveries formed the basis of his publications are now dead and many of them died shortly after Williams told the world that he was working Miracles in that sleepy little corner of Wales which was run by a bunch of gangsters. Mark Williams made it known in north Wales that he wanted a Chair at Oxford years ago – at about the time of the Waterhouse Report. See post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’.

Sarah-Jayne Blakemore is the Prof of Cognitive Neuroscience at UCL. Her network of friends and colleagues hold many positions on grant awarding bodies, as does Sarah-Jayne herself, including on the Wellcome Trust. Sarah-Jayne is continuing a family tradition. Colin Blakemore was Chief Exec of the MRC, 2003-07, which was when many of Sarah-Jayne’s colleagues received funding from the MRC.

Colin Blakemore succeeded Professor Sir George Radda as the Chief Exec of the MRC, with an annual budget of more than £700 million. The reputation of the MRC had been damaged by what was perceived as financial mismanagement, the introduction of unpopular funding schemes and a lack of transparency in its dealings with researchers. Blakemore launched a national roadshow to consult the scientific community and quickly changed the mechanisms for handling funds, rationalised the grant schemes, introduced new forms of support for young researchers and overhauled the communications policies of the MRC. He maintained his research activity at Oxford University during his period of office.

Blakemore argued for a stronger commitment to clinical research and to the translation of basic research into benefits for patients. These actions anticipated Sir David Cooksey’s 2006 “Review of UK Health Research Funding”, which resulted in closer working between the MRC and the Departments of Health, but which recommended that “funding levels for basic science should be sustained”. In the Comprehensive Spending Review at the end of Blakemore’s term of office, the budget of the MRC was increased by more than one third over three years. He was succeeded at the MRC by Leszek Borysiewicz.

On the completion of his appointment at the MRC in 2007, Colin Blakemore returned to the Chair of Neuroscience at Oxford before his appointment at the University of London in 2012.

Sarah-Jayne did her first degree at Oxford University and her PhD at UCL. She received much funding from the Royal Society as a post-doc.

 

Soon after Colin Blakemore’s appointment to the MRC, ‘The Sunday Times’ published a leaked British Cabinet Office document that suggested he was deemed unsuitable for inclusion in the 2004 New Year’s Honours List because of his research on animals – research considered “controversial” by a British Gov’t committee that oversees matters of science and technology despite being widely supported by political leaders and the public. Colin Blakemore was hated by animal rights activists, some of whom tried to kill him. However Blakemore’s research was also considered to be very dodgy by his fellow researchers. I was told in 1990 by a neurosurgeon who had worked with Blakemore at Cambridge that Blakemore’s research was cruel and could not be justified. This was a man who was very au fait with animal work and had done it himself.

I have never met Colin Blakemore, but I did meet some medical researchers who made it quite clear that they should be allowed to do whatever they wanted to animals in their labs and that no-one else even had the right to comment. Some of the experiments carried out by the Royal College of Surgeons, the Institute of Psychiatry and places like the Huntingdon Institute were downright cruel and many medical researchers themselves were of the opinion that they should have been stopped.

After Blakemore discovered that he had been blacklisted for an honour, he threatened to resign from the MRC, suggesting in interviews that his position as Chief Executive was now untenable:

It’s a matter of principle. The mission statement of the MRC is explicit. There’s a specific commitment to talk to the public about issues in medical research. How can I now go to our scientists, and ask them to risk talking about animal research, when there now appears to be evidence that in secret the government disapproves it, even though in public they’ve strongly encouraged it?

A Parliamentary inquiry investigating the matter implicated the Science and Technology Committee Chaired by Sir Richard Mottram. After expressions of support for animal experimentation from then PM Miranda; Chief Scientific Adviser David King; Minister for Science Lord Sainsbury; and the wider scientific community, Blakemore withdrew his threat to resign.

Miranda knows nothing about the use of animals in research and would have said whatever was convenient and Lord David Sainsbury was notorious for being a man who in return for huge donations to the Labour Party was given a job as Science Minister. Lord Sainsbury formulated mental health policy under Blair by the same method and after giving over £100 million to Cambridge University, Sainsbury was appointed Chancellor. More recently David Sainsbury has been bank rolling neuroscience research at UCL. See post ‘Inside Information About A Hergest Unit Death’.

People who have been part of the Science and Technology Committee are not always the ethical men/wimmin of science whom one would hope to find on that Committee. Stars have included Dafydd’s mate the Bastard of Newcastle-Upon-Tyne who laughably also Chaired the Medical Ethics Committee, 1993-94, while witnesses to the crimes of Dafydd’s gang were found dead:

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 In a House of Lords debate in 2015. Christ, imagine that looming over your bedside after you’ve just had neurosurgery. I bet that there was some butchery in Newcastle that had to be concealed.

 

Lord Bob has also been a leading light on the Science and Technology Select Committee:

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Lord Bob is media friendly but Lord Bob knew about the trafficking gang that was being facilitated by Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain et al at St George’s and the rest of the wrongdoing by Chamberlain et al (see post ‘Now Then…’); he knew about dear old Dafydd and the cartel of Top Doctors who unlawfully denied women in north Wales terminations and forced them into the hands of a dodgy private abortionist in Chester (see post ‘I Predict A Riot’ and ‘It’s Bachman Turner Overdrive – Not Arf’); and Lord Bob also passed an unhinged sexual harasser whom he unwittingly employed as a junior doctor onto Chamberlain’s team, Lord Bob obviously believing that the sexual harasser would feel at home there. The sexual harasser surpassed himself by having sex with a research assistant, in the lab, while telling her how much he wanted to shag one of the other research assistants. Who, when she heard about it, told me that under no circumstances would she be having sex with him. Chamberlain in turn passed the harassing shagger  onto someone else. Richard Penketh, the harassing shagger in question, ended up working as a Top Doctor in Cardiff, where Dr Brian Gibbons, the Welsh Gov’t Health Minister who concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al, gave him an award for excellence.

Ah, the doctors they were wonderful!

I remember you well Penketh! As no doubt does every other female under the age of 40 who has ever made your acquaintance.

Richard can now be found advertising his services as a Top Doctor who works for Spire Healthcare.

Here’s Penketh, picking up yet another award!

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Colin Blakemore finally bagged his K in 2014, so there was a happy ending.

And now Sarah-Jayne has won the Royal Society Prize!

Sarah-Jayne’s book is called, most appropriately, ‘Inventing Ourselves’. Which is pretty much what they have all done. They’ve given each other big grants and prizes, they’ve supplied rave reviews for each other’s books, they’ve invited each other onto media programmes and by such strategies, they have all become ‘experts’ and ‘leaders in their fields’. People despair of the cronyism and nepotism in institutions like Bangor and Aberystwyth Universities and I can understand why, but nothing, nothing at all, beats the Top Doctors in the London-Oxford-Cambridge triangle. Furthermore they are the ones who are at the top of CR-UK, the MRC and the Wellcome Trust and who end up sitting in the Lords.

 

I won’t dwell at length on Sarah-Jayne and her dad in this post, readers can read all about them in previous posts. However, I am interested in the judges who awarded Sarah-Jayne her prize.

The Chair of the panel of judges was Professor Dame Frances Ashcroft, who stated that ‘Inventing Ourselves’ is ‘truly a book that everyone should read’. Frances Ashcroft is the Royal Society GlaxoSmithKline Professor of Physiology at Oxford. Gosh, I wonder who funded that Chair. Frances Ashcroft holds Bachelors and Postgrad degrees from Cambridge and was elected a Fellow of the Royal Society in 1999. Ashcroft is the Director of OXION, a training and research programme on the integrative physiology of ion channels, funded by the Wellcome Trust.

Dame Frances has rubbed shoulders with a few of those we know and love on her journey upwards and not just Sarah-Jayne’s dad either. Frances Ashcroft went to Talbot Heath School, an independent school for girls in Bournemouth. Famous old girls include Dr Death’s mate Shirl. Ashcroft undertook post-doc work at Leicester University in the late 1970s, when that institution was heaving with people concealing the organised abuse gang in Leicester of which Greville Janner was alleged to be a member and which had links with Dafydd. The medical school at Leicester in particular was up to its eyes in it, as was the Dean of Leicester Medical School, Lord Robert Kilpatrick, who, like Lord John Walton, Chaired the GMC and loyally served Dafydd and his associates in that capacity. See previous posts.

Frances Ashcroft was one of five 2012 winners of the L’Oreal UNESCO Award for Women In Science. Because she’s worth it! Look, she has lovely hair and ooh I do like that dress as well, black goes well on her but you wouldn’t wear it in the daytime though would you and that necklace is nice, just right, understated oooh classy. Do you know I think that I recognise Frances, I’m sure that I met her when I was carrying out my post-doc work in Laboratoire Garnier.

 

 

Ashcroft is a woman of many talents and appeared (as a diner) on Masterchef during the 2011 series, along with several other Fellows of the Royal Society. Their taste buds are of superior quality to the taste buds of the lower orders, which is why the Fellows of the Royal Society were invited to taste the grub rather than the cleaners of the institutions in which the Fellows are employed. I expect that series of Masterchef was funded by the MRC and Wellcome Trust, which would have ensured that the diners weren’t just anyone.

 

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Ashcroft’s work with Professor Andrew Hattersley ‘has helped enable children born with diabetes to switch from insulin injections to tablet therapy’. Hattersley is Professor of Molecular Medicine at the University of Exeter. He was elected a Fellow of the Royal Society in 2010. Hattersley did a degree at Emmanuel College, Cambridge and then trained as a Top Doctor at Oxford. He undertook further training in diabetes at Hammersmith Hospital. We’re on familiar territory aren’t we…

Hattersley was a lecturer at Birmingham University, 1993-1994 and he has worked at Exeter since 1995. So Hattersley lectured at Birmingham along with Dafydd’s mate Professor Robert Bluglass who concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the gang (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE) and Tony Francis’s mate Professor Ian Brockington (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’). Exeter also employs a few mates of the gang from north Wales, as a result of Exeter’s collaboration with Professor Mark Williams and his Mindfulness con. For a long while, the head honcho for Mindfulness at Exeter University was Professor Willem Kuyken, but he relocated some years ago. Where did he go? Oxford University of course, Willem stepped into Mark Williams’s shoes when Williams decided to ‘retire’. Which coincided with one of Mark Williams’s victims from north Wales writing to the VC of Oxford University about his experiences with Mark Williams. The person in question was a close friend of mine from Gwynedd. He then became seriously ill and was refused all NHS care by the Top Docs in north Wales and lived rough in Scotland for a while. At the same time, the Top Docs decided that it was time to ruin my life all over again and I was unlawfully detained for many months. Imagine my surprise, when I finally got back on my feet, only to find that Mark Williams had decided that perhaps retirement wasn’t for him after all and had embarked on a major collaboration with Sarah-Jayne!

Then there were the extraordinary experiences that I had when I was interviewed for two research jobs at Exeter University; the NHS Chief Exec of the region who narrowly escaped a prison sentence after being convicted of fraud; the death of a young mentally ill man in the police station directly opposite the building housing Exeter’s Medical School, which specialises in Service User Led Research; and Professor Edzard Ernst, who was forced out of his job at Exeter because his research consistently demonstrated that some of the ‘therapies’ which the authorities at Exeter University wanted to promote were clinically ineffective. If Edzard had made up his data like a few other people whom I could name, he’d have kept his job. See previous posts for details of these Exeter Experiences.

Andrew Hattersley has bagged many honours and prizes, among them: 1998 Fellow of the Royal College of Physicians, London; 2004 Fellow of the Academy of Medical Sciences; 2016 GlaxoSmithKline Prize; 2016 EASD–Novo Nordisk Foundation Diabetes Prize for Excellence.

I have no idea whether Andrew Hattersley is any relation of Roy Fattersley, the other half of the ‘dream ticket’ which was going to get the Windbag elected as PM many years ago.

 

One of Frances Ashcroft’s fellow judges was Vivienne Parry, ‘science broadcaster and journalist’. Parry has presented BBC’s ‘Tomorrow’s World’ and ‘Panorama’ and contributes to ‘The Guardian’ online. Vivienne Parry is Head of Engagement at Genomics England.

Parry was educated at the independent girls’ school St Swithun’s, Winchester. She studied Zoology at Bedford College (London) graduating with in 1978 and then went on to UCL to study immunology and genetics…

Parry was Vice Chairman of Council of UCL and in 2009 was appointed a member of the MRC.

Parry’s first job was as National Organiser of the mother and baby charity Birthright,1979-94. Birthright was a charidee which has gone under several different names and was founded by Sir George Pinker, a friend of Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain. Pinker was the poshest of Top Docs and he was Surgeon-Gynaecologist to HM the Queen Lilibet, 1973-90 and oversaw many Royal births  (see post ‘Wimmin’s Wellbeing – The Fortnum And Mason Connection’).

Vivienne Parry worked closely with the Birthright’s Patron, HRH The Princess of Wales for 12 years. HRH Di might not have realised it, but she wasn’t the best advert for Sir George Pinker’s clinical skills; there are indications that Pinker screwed up the delivery of Prince William. HRH was left with the impression that she had simply experienced a difficult delivery, but no, George misjudged badly because he wouldn’t listen to the silly girl and he was quite lucky that William arrived in possession of a full complement of brain cells because that probably should have been a Ceasarian delivery… Not that anyone in the Royal Household clicked, George was wheeled out once more when Di was finally persuaded to have another baby, something that she had made clear that she was very unwilling to do because of what had happened before. Not that the Royals can be blamed for that, they have no way of judging the competence of their Top Docs, the Top Docs are a load of bloody liars who will not come clean when one of them should not be let loose on patients and so even Royalty get it in the neck.

Any Top Docs want to fess up as to which one of you it was who passed the gynae records of a high profile member of the Royal Family around London in the late 1980s then??? I heard the crude jokes. God, people would fucking clock you lot if they knew how you actually conducted yourselves. Never mind, give yourselves another Nobel Prize, it’ll keep the wagon on the rails for a few more years while the clinical outcomes of people in the UK steadily continue downhill and you can scream for more ‘funding’ for the ‘under-resourced’ NHS…

 

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Vivienne Parry was briefly a Trustee of the Princess of Wales Memorial Fund. Di survived the births at the hands of George Pinker but not the drive  through that tunnel in Paris.

In September 2017, Parry was appointed to the board of UKRI (UK Research & Innovation).

Vivienne was very involved with the setting up of the Science Media Centre and Cheltenham Science Festival. In September 2017 Vivienne became Chair of the Cheltenham Science Festival and a member of the Cheltenham Festivals Board.

Here’s Lord Bob enjoying himself at the Cheltenham Science Festival in 2011, but I have no idea of whatever it is that he is boasting about the size of:

 

 

Other judges on the Royal Society Science Book of the Year panel which awarded Sarah-Jayne her prize were Dr Leigh Fletcher, the Associate Professor of Planetary Sciences at the University of Leicester  – Leigh Fletcher has spent most of his career at Oxford and Cambridge; Peter Florence, a literary gent who is Director and Co-founder of the Hay Festival; and Greg Williams, Editor of ‘Wired’ magazine, which is all about techie things. I very much doubt that any of these people are in a position to judge whether Sarah-Jayne has written a work of genius or a work of utter cobblers. However they will all know who her dad is.

There was another judge on the panel as well. None other than Professor Brian Cox. Brian is the BBC favourite who is also Professor of Particle Physics at Manchester University. Brian is not just a David Attenborough or a Johnny Morris who deludes children into believing that he is a scientist, Brian is a real live physicist and he knows his stuff. He also knew about the likes of Jimmy Savile cluttering up the BBC but he kept as quiet as everyone else did about it.

Before Brian Cox achieved stardom as a TV physicist, he was best known as the man who played with the rock group D:Ream, who were responsible for ‘Things Can Only Get Better’, the sound track to Miranda’s 1997 General Election victory. I was delighted to see the back of the Tories myself and I remember watching old Prezza on TV having a drunken knees-up. I did however have two mates who were Labour activists who told me that the arrival of Miranda as PM was no cause for celebration. They were quite right. Up in north Wales, life continued pretty much as before for Empowered Service Users. They continued to be found dead throughout the Waterhouse Inquiry, which had opened five months before Miranda became PM.

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One big healthcare story in the news today is that ever increasing numbers of mental health patients are being tasered by the police while they are in hospital. The Hergest Unit was one of the first mental health units in the UK who called in the police to taser a patient. Lest anyone swallows the line that this might be needed in the case of Dangerous Patients, it is not. Not under any circumstances. Hospital in-patients sectioned under the Mental Health Act have no rights at all, absolutely none. Numerous Angels can pile on top of them and stay there for hours, even until the patient stops breathing and dies. It is not unlawful. Likewise the Angels can forcibly inject patients with Medication which kills them. The patients have no right to refuse, even if they know that they have reacted nearly fatally to such Medication on a previous occasion. All these were tried and tested methods of murdering patients before the introduction of police officers with tasers and they served the purpose just as well. Furthermore, if a detained mental health patient dies in police custody, there has to be an investigation and figures are kept regarding such deaths. There is no obligation for the NHS to hold such an investigation if the Angels murder a sectioned mental health patient and very few such deaths are investigated. Deaths of patients in mental health units are recorded but one has to fight tooth and nail to access the data.

Neither are people with learning disabilities faring any better. Horrifying figures were released today with regard to the use of ‘restraint’ on people with learning disabilities in hospital units in England. The number of times that ‘restraint’ was used on such patients rose by 50% between 2016 and 2017. That 50% rise wasn’t from 10 times to 15 times. In 2017, restraint was used more than 22,000 times. Once every half an hour. The figures cover adults as well as children. Face down restraint of patients with leaning disabilities – which Gov’t guidelines now state should never be used in any circumstances – was used 3,100 times in 2017. As with tasering mental health patients, this risks the patient dying and even if that doesn’t happen, it is terrifying for a distressed patient as well as virtually always unnecessary. Many families and carers of people with learning disabilities report how bad healthcare staff are at handling the person whom they care for. The staff have no patience or understanding, they demand that the patient participates in pointless activities which just escalates their confusion and distress and should the learning disabled person swear in distress it’ll be case of ‘now don’t you speak to me like that or we’ll have you arrested, we have a zero tolerance aggression policy here’. They have learning disabilities you stupid fuckers, they have no idea what a zero tolerance aggression policy means.

Many of those being restrained are categorised as having challenging behaviour as a result of conditions such as autism. Some of Sarah-Jayne’s colleagues at UCL, Cambridge and Oxford are considered to be global leaders in autism.

But the mates of those at UCL, Oxford and Cambridge have won their Nobel Prize and now thousands of lives will be saved and many more millions of pounds will find their way into the coffers of those institutions. Particularly as Sarah-Jayne has now won that Royal Society prize for her book explaining how they all Invented Themselves.

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Dr Victoria Winckler Threatens To Sue Dr Sally Baker

Earlier today I received by e mail a letter from Harding Evans, Solicitors, Queen’s Chambers, Newport. The e mail explains that a hard copy of the letter has also been sent to me by recorded delivery. Harding Evans are acting for their client Dr Victoria Winckler, the Director of the Bevan Foundation, who maintains that I have made a series of defamatory comments about her on this blog, that these comments have caused Victoria Winckler ‘financial harm’ and furthermore my blog also constitutes harassment of Victoria as defined by the Protection from Harassment Act 1997.

It has not been explained how Victoria has suffered financial harm as a result of my blog; I have been given no evidence of any financial harm which Victoria has incurred either as a result of my comments about her or as a result of the actions of anyone else in response to my blog’s comments. Neither has it been explained how I have harassed Victoria; I have never met Victoria, or communicated with her in any way. Neither has anyone else ever communicated with Victoria on my behalf or at my request.

Harding Evans have sent me quite a long letter in which they have been good enough to repeat the comments which they maintain are defamatory and provide the titles of the blog posts which contain the defamatory comments.

The posts to which Harding Evans refer are ‘The Bloody State We Are In’; ‘He Got On His Bike And Looked For Work’ and ‘Jennifer’s Diary’.

I don’t know how much Victoria is paying Harding Evans but I think that she should probably ask for a refund because even on the first reading of their letter to me, I noticed that they had made some glaring errors. The most glaring one being the statement that I have blogged that Dr D.G.E. Wood was/is an ‘active paedophile’. I have made many allegations about D.G.E. Wood on this blog, but that is not one of them. But then I received an angry message from a friend of Dr Tony Francis months ago who was taking issue with me for stating that Dr Francis was a paedophile. I had not stated that and I still haven’t.

Another Harding Evans comment which is puzzling is their assertion that Dr Winckler ‘is not a Government adviser save that she currently sits on a Ministerial Advisory Group on taxation’. Which sounds rather like a Gov’t adviser to me.

Throughout their analysis of my comments about Victoria, Harding Evans state the various ‘meanings’ of my comments. In virtually all cases the presumed ‘meanings’ were not what I meant and in most cases it is obvious that I did not mean what Harding Evans maintain that I meant. Harding Evans must have worked very hard to draw some of their conclusions regarding the ‘meaning’ of my comments.

Other idiocies are Harding Evans assertion that Victoria is not involved with health and social care. Victoria Winckler has served as a non-executive Director of a NHS Trust in south Wales and Harding Evans state this in their letter. Furthermore, if one takes a brief look at the Bevan Foundation’s website, the phrase ‘Health and Social Care’ can be seen emblazoned on the front page, listed as an interest of the Bevan Foundation, of which Victoria has been the Director since 2002.

In one post I made a comment about the North Wales Abuse Inquiry. Harding Evans tell me that Victoria ‘did not know anything about the North Wales Abuse Inquiry’. Perhaps that is true, in which case one needs to ask why did she not? I would have thought that the Director of a think tank which, among other things, aspires to improve health and social care services should have known everything that there is to know about that Inquiry, being at the time an Inquiry into the biggest child abuse scandal that there had ever been in the UK.

Harding Evans of course object most strongly to my use of the phrase ‘paedophiles’ friend’ in relation to Victoria. They tell me that Victoria does not know any paedophiles and is ‘not friends with any paedophiles’. Harding Evans can’t actually say that with any certainty; what if Victoria does know someone who is a paedophile but she is completely unaware of it? Surely any lawyer worth their fee would have phrased that somewhat differently. I’ll be receiving a letter from Harding Evans next telling me that ‘God does not exist’. Which of course no-one can state as fact because no-one actually knows, not even Richard Dawkins…

I wanna tell you a story. Unlike Victoria, I have to admit that I do know at least one paedophile. As I explained in a comment on this blog recently after someone asked me if it was true that I knew a paedophile and visited him in prison, yes I do and I did. He is a man who was caught in possession of a small number of low category indecent images. He was denounced by ‘The Daily Post’ as a ‘pervert’ and his address was also published by that newspaper, while their online edition showed footage of ‘paedophile hunters’ pursuing another ‘pervert’ who had recently been released from prison down the road through Bangor. He was imprisoned and is now out of prison.

I got to know this man because he lived in a cottage owned by two friends of mine and he helped on their farm. I had no idea at the time that my friends were, in their capacity as members of their Methodist Church, supporting this man who had previously admitted that he had a problem, had begged for help but found that no therapist or counsellor would touch him. He was alone, friendless and terrified. My friends believe that no human being should ever be in that situation, so they befriended him. I got to know him well but I had no idea that he was a paedophile. Until he was arrested after three images were found on his computer.

My friends maintained contact with him after he was jailed and visited him regularly. They were unable to get over to the prison for one of their planned visits, so they asked me if I would go instead and I said yes. I even had a cup of tea with him and bought him a bar of chocolate from the prisoners’ canteen Harding Evans. After he was released from prison, he was penniless and destitute and had received no therapy in prison. So my friends took him in again. I continued to see him when I visited my friends. In total, I have had two Christmas dinners with him, spent a Boxing Day with him, celebrated a New Year’s Eve with him, had numerous lunches and dinners with him and on one occasion he even mowed my lawn for me and afterwards I made him lunch and then tea. How about that then Victoria?

I haven’t seen this man for some while now because I have left Wales, but I understand that he has rebuilt his life and is in work. Which would not have happened had my friends and their Church not stepped in. He was discharged from Stafford Prison with a one way rail ticket to my friends’ house and I think £30 in cash. He was then denied benefits, although the benefits agency had made a mistake – he was eligible for benefits; it took many months to resolve. Then a community social enterprise which occupied the neighbouring farm sent him a solicitor’s letter stating that the Paedophile Shall Not Pass along their farm track. Which was also the farm track to the cottage on my friends’ farm where he lived. So although he had accommodation he couldn’t use the track to get to it. He had to go in and out of his house across the fields. My friends were not even allowed to drive him down the track in their vehicles. Had he not taken a walking tour across the fields and instead moved out, he would have been recalled to prison, because by then, the address on my friends’ farm was built into his probation conditions. So my friends then became involved in a legal battle for some weeks until he was finally given permission to use his own right of way.

As for my biggest ‘challenge’ regarding socialising with this man, it was that his dad had worked as an Angel at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh for decades and I had been asked by my friends never to discuss what had happened to me in that institution in front of him…

This man had never touched a child in his life Victoria and he absolutely begged for help because he wanted to change his behaviour. There was no help, none at all. I will never feel that I have to send a solicitor’s letter to someone stressing that ooh no I don’t know any paedophiles. I am proud that my friends supported him and gathered together a circle of other people to support him as well. What were we all supposed to do, demand his knackers on a platter?

It is, I would have thought, obvious from this blog that my use of the phrase ‘paedophiles’ friends’ refers to the numerous people who knew about the abuse of children – although not necessarily in detail – and either pretended that they didn’t know, or in the cases of D.G.E. Wood and others, actually facilitated the activities of those involved. I can understand why Victoria Winckler may not have appreciated me using this phrase about her, but my point in those blog posts was that Victoria has been employed in at least one organisation – Mid-Glamorgan County Council – when an active paedophile was also employed by that Council, namely John Owen. Harding Evans sniffily told me that of course Victoria didn’t know about John Owen, his offending was not brought to the attention of the authorities at Mid-Glamorgan County Council. That is not what some other employees of Mid-Glamorgan County Council said when John Owen was charged…

I have not responded in detail to Harding Evans yet, but I will of course be telling them what I have always made very clear on this blog – that if someone believes that I have published something which is untrue, I will be more than happy to amend it. I don’t know why Victoria simply didn’t e mail me herself and ask me to do this. I have never yet written ‘sod off I’ll publish what I want’ to anyone who has contacted me pointing out errors of fact and asked for them to be amended.

What Harding Evans have told me in their letter however is that Victoria wants damages from me and that they are currently ‘assessing quantum’ with her. I have been told that I have by 4 pm 17 Oct 2018 to comply with their demands or they will have ‘no option but to apply to court for immediate injunctive relief, damages and legal costs’, ‘without further notice to you’. Harding Evans have also sent me a splendid little pre-prepared statement for me to sign, in which I confess to having defamed Victoria and agree to pay her any damages that are ‘negotiated’.

Even the North Wales Police never wrote a confession for me and ordered me to sign on the dotted line.

My biggest concern re the letter from Harding Evans is not the numerous inaccuracies or the threats within, it is the means by which they accessed my address. It is not the address where I live or indeed have ever lived; it is the address of a friend’s house which I used as a postal address for some months five years ago or so when I fled north Wales for the first time in the wake of serious threats from the gang. There was I think only one organisation whom I provided with that address to enable them to send me their literature – the Bevan Foundation.

I used to be a member of the Bevan Foundation but I let my subscription lapse because I was just so disappointed at the lack of original thinking coming from that ‘innovative think tank’. When I signed up however, I gave them my friend’s address. So I can only assume that someone at the Bevan Foundation has accessed their database for the personal details of a former member, which they have then given to Harding Evans. I did e mail Harding Evans earlier today to ask how they accessed the address to which they have sent the hard copy of their letter, but I have not yet had a reply. I am not sure where this leaves Harding Evans, Victoria or the Bevan Foundation with regard to data protection legislation.

I am not sure that Victoria Winckler has done herself any favours by instructing Harding Evans to send me that letter.

I do not know who is funding Victoria’s litigation against me, but Harding Evans tells me that the Bevan Foundation is 66k in debt…

 

Readers with a sense of irony: The website of the Bevan Foundation tells us that it

is Wales’ most influential and innovative think tank.  We develop lasting solutions to Wales’ most challenging problems and improve people’s lives. We believe Wales should be a nation of equality, justice and prosperity, a nation where everyone has a decent standard of living, a healthy and fulfilling life, and a voice in the decisions that affect them.  Instead, a shocking number of people’s lives are blighted by inequality, injustice and poverty, with little hope of change.

Our vision is to see equality, justice and prosperity for everyone in Wales, to make ours a nation where everyone has a decent standard of living, a healthy and fulfilled life, and a voice in the decisions that affect them.

Our values are high standards, independence and transparency in everything we do, without fear or favour…

Our ambition is to generate 100 new ideas to change Wales and improve people’s lives. We draw on evidence such as statistics and people’s experiences, to inform our solutions, and we persuade governments, public bodies, the third sector, businesses and individuals to take action.’

So the Director of the Bevan Foundation is going to sue me for damages as a result of some comments that I have published on a blog on which I primarily discuss the neglect and abuse of vulnerable people. Comments which her lawyers have misinterpreted and in some cases comments which I did not actually make.

I am not sure why Victoria thinks it is worth her while pursuing me for damages and legal costs, because I have mentioned on the blog that after the gang wrecked my life all over again some four years ago, I was left destitute. I do have a lovely little cottage to live in, but I don’t own it – or indeed any other property – and I only secured it because Brown and other friends clubbed together and helped me. My income is sufficiently low that I doubt that a Court would order me to pay Victoria very much at all, even if I had said the most terrible things about her and completely ruined her financially. Does Victoria not remember the McLibel trial?

Victoria’s Linked In profile tells us that Victoria is a Commissioner with the Living Wage Commission.

 

I have only ever received one other letter in my life from a solicitor telling me that someone was going to sue me for damages. That was in 1987, when Hempsons, the MDU solicitors, wrote to me and told me that I had ‘harassed’ Dr Tony Francis and he would be suing me for damages. My ‘harassment’ had consisted of letters to Francis and Gwynedd Health Authority regarding my complaints which had not been investigated and these included serious crime on the part of Francis and his colleagues. Documents in my possession demonstrate that at the time, Hempsons knew that Francis was preparing to perjure himself in any court case. All talk of suing me for damages stopped when I engaged a lawyer myself. The communication that I received from Hempsons arrived in the form of a telemessage at about 8 am, when there was no-one at all available to advise me, except of course Brown. It was followed minutes later by a stack of papers delivered by courier, papers which screamed at me all over again that Francis wanted substantial damages from me. Francis and his wife were both in receipt of full time Top Docs salaries. I had no income at all – I had only just finished my MSc and hadn’t yet started my first job – and Brown was living on his PhD studentship. I have been told recently by An Insider that the telemessage and affidavit arrived at 8 am to ensure that I would not be able to access legal advice for several hours, to cause me as much distress as possible.

Well it’s one way of dealing with someone blowing the whistle on serious organised crime.

 

 

A few hours after I received the communication from Harding Evans, I received an e mail from a ‘social justice’ organisation of which I used to be a Trustee, WEN Wales (Women’s Equality Network Wales). I liked my fellow Trustees in WEN, but I felt – like a number of other Trustees did – that WEN wasn’t really going anywhere. There was a great deal of celebrating International Wimmin’s Day and letting off balloons and going to events at the Senedd and listening to Welsh Gov’t Ministers and civil servants taking about equality and justice and the problems of low income wimmin, but as with the Bevan Foundation, one was left with the feeling that this was not going to change anything.

Some Trustees at WEN very obviously lived in terror of upsetting the Welsh Gov’t and were frank about this. They were in receipt of funding from the Welsh Gov’t and I was told that if feathers were ruffled, that would be the end. I thought that people were being over-anxious until one day, WEN received a demand from Jane Hutt that a paragraph should be removed from a Report that WEN had compiled because it showed the Welsh Gov’t in a poor light. It wasn’t libellous, it wasn’t even critical; the offending paragraph simply observed that in the wake of the retirement of a number of female Ministers, the Welsh Gov’t was in danger of losing female voices. I was told by a fellow Trustee that Hutt was well-known for leaning on ‘independent’ organisations in this way. The paragraph was removed.

The e mail that I received today from WEN included their latest news updates. Among them was the announcement that Mark Drakeford had endorsed WEN’s Manifesto for gender equality.

Over the summer, our Manifesto was endorsed by Labour leadership candidate Mark Drakeford AM and we are calling on all candidates from all parties leadership contests to follow suit and commit to an end to gender inequality.

 

This is the Mark Drakeford who has a 31 year old son who just days ago was jailed for eight years for the violent prolonged rape of a young woman; Drakeford junior raped the woman as a ‘punishment’. He was also charged with grooming a 15 year old girl.

 

Karl Marx: ‘The philosophers have only interpreted the world, in various ways. The point, however, is to change it.’

I see no signs at all that the Welsh Gov’t, the Bevan Foundation or WEN Wales are going to change anything.

 

I will soon be responding to Harding Evans in detail. Unless Victoria wishes to contact me herself of course to resolve this matter. It’s not as if I bite, even if I do take the piss.

I will keep readers updated…

In Memoriam – Dr Julian Tudor Hart

BBC News Wales Online has reported the death of Julian Tudor Hart, real name Dr Alan Julian Macbeth Tudor-Hart, the Bare Foot Top Doctor of the Valleys. Tudor Hart died on Sunday at the age of 91, this most voluble supporter of the NHS obviously hanging on until the NHS’s 70th anniversary celebrations finished on Saturday.

Writing on Twitter, Labour leader Jeremy Corbyn called Dr Hart a ‘pioneer of quality primary care’ and said that ‘We will continue to be inspired by his work to campaign against inequalities in healthcare’.

Dr Tudor Hart was born in London in 1927 into ‘a staunchly left-wing family. His father Alex volunteered as a surgeon with forces fighting Franco in the Spanish Civil War’ and Dr Tudor Hart followed in his footsteps, studying medicine at Cambridge University and then London University, all egalitarian like.

Julian Tudor Hart was the son of Dr Alexander Tudor-Hart and Dr Alison Macbeth. Julian was a descendent of American businessman Frederic Tudor and Ephraim Hart, a Bavarian Jew who became a prominent merchant in New York and was reportedly a partner of John Jacob Astor. The name was originally Hirz.

Julian’s paternal grandfather, the Canadian artist Percyval Hart, married his Polish-French cousin Éléonora Délia Julie Aimée Hart Kleczkowska and later changed the family surname to Tudor-Hart. Kleczkowska was the daughter of diplomat Michel Alexandre Cholewa, comte Kleczkowski (Michał Kleczkowski; 1818–1886) and granddaughter of Julie Sobieska, a direct descendent of John III Sobieski, King of Poland in the 17th century.

Julian Tudor Hart was a member of the Sigerist Society, 1947-55. The Sigerist Society was named in honour of Henry E. Sigerist and was established by Marxist doctors in 1947 and met several times a year until 1955, to discuss the theoretical and social aspects of medicine from a Marxist point of view. The members included Sir Richard Doll. Doll, for some unfathomable reason after his ground breaking work demonstrating the association between smoking and lung cancer, was an adviser on the laughable piece of research published by the paedophiles’ friends of Ysbyty Gwynedd and Bangor University in 1990, which claimed to have shown a link between children who drank buttermilk from cows in Gwynedd and stomach cancer (see post ‘They Think It’s All Over – It Is Now’). The crack research team only used three people in their control sample and one of them didn’t have stomach cancer, so the world beating research was quietly withdrawn not long after publication.

Most members of the Sigerist Society were also members of the Socialist Medical Association, which later became the Socialist Health Association, which was affiliated to the Labour Party. Ed and David Miliband’s Uncle Harry was a member of the Socialist Health Association, throughout the happy years that he worked at Guy’s and Tommy’s, cheek by jowl with some of the richest Top Doctors in the UK – who’s Rolls Royces could be seen parked outside their Harley Street practices once they’d done the bare minimum for the plebs in the NHS – who also concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophile gang. Tudor Hart was President of the Socialist Health Association.

After a decade in academic research, in 1961 Tudor Hart moved from London to the mining community of Glyncorrwg, Neath Port Talbot, where he worked as a GP for 30 years. For 15 years, Tudor Hart’s partner in the practice was Dr Brian Gibbons, who was the Welsh Gov’ts Health Minister, 2005-07. When Gibbons was Health Minister, I told him that I had documentary evidence of serious crime in the NHS in north Wales, including on the part of Keith Thomson, the CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust. Gibbons wrote back and told me that ‘this correspondence is over’. Thomson announced his retirement the day after my lawyers summoned him before a High Court judge who threatened him with imprisonment. Thomson didn’t retire – Gibbons appointed him as CEO of the NHS Trust in Pembrokeshire and West Wales. Which subsequently went tits up at the hands of Thomson.

Under Gibbons, the suicide rates in Wales were some of the worst in the UK and mental health patients in north Wales were violently assaulted by mental health staff and then fitted up by the same staff in court. Gibbons was also a member of the Socialist Health Association. Like Tudor Hart, Gibbons was from impeccably proletarian roots – his father was a member of the Irish Gov’t.

Tudor Hart had a research interest in health inequalities dating back to the beginning of his career. Which must have been why by the time that he died, health inequalities in Wales were still huge. In 1971 Tudor Hart devised the inverse care law, which stated that those who need healthcare most are least likely to get it. Tudor Hart and his mate Gibbons ensured that was indeed the prevailing situation in Wales throughout their years of practice.

Tudor Hart was a Fellow of the Royal College of General Practitioners and in 2006 he was awarded the Discovery Prize by the Royal College of General Practitioners – a national award given every three years for outstanding research in general practice. His nomination read: ‘His ideas and example pervade modern general practice, and remain at the cutting edge of thinking and practice concerning health improvement in primary care.’

Dr D.G.E. Wood, the corrupt GP from north Wales who helped facilitate the sex trafficking ring in that region, held a series of senior roles in the Royal College of GPs for decades, including those concerned with the training and inspection of GPs and that of Treasurer.

A paedophile gang operated in the area in which Tudor Hart practised.

Tudor Hart, like his dad, was a member of the Communist Part of Great Britain. He stood as the CP candidate for Aberavon in the General Elections of 1964, 1966 and 1970. His opponent and the winning candidate was Labour’s John Morris, now Lord John Morris, who has spent his entire career concealing child sexual abuse and the associated crime. Tudor Hart didn’t expose him, probably because Tudor Hart and his mates were concealing exactly the same crimes.

The present MP for Aberavon is that horny handed son of toil, Stephen Kinnock, graduate of Queen’s College, Cambridge and the College of Europe, Bruges, the son of the Baron and Baroness Kinnock of Windbaggery and Troughing and the husband of the PM of Denmark.

Up the workers!
Dr Julian Tudor Spart
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I’m just off to relax with a musical medley for the evening. I’ll begin with Kool and the Gang, ‘Celebration’.

 

P.S. Please can I ask the rest of the paedophiles’ friends to not die until after the weekend? They’re dropping at quite a rate and I’m working on a series of posts and don’t want to have to break off to write more In Memoriams. Please, even Dafydd, can you all just hang on until I’ve got time to do your memories justice? Diolch.

BMA Calling, BMA Calling

The ‘Morning Star’ is looking forward to the 70th anniversary of the NHS – it’s on 30 June. I knew that it was approaching, because the Sunday Service on Radio 4 yesterday was dedicated to dear old Nye’s vision and whoever it was who was leading the service mentioned the 70th anniversary. The service came from Bart’s, which was of course where Dafydd’s mate Prof Linford Rees worked. Linford’s endearing habit of showing the medical students photos of his female patients in the bath was not mentioned (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’). There was an admission that the Top Doctors themselves opposed the NHS but no-one mentioned that the way that Nye succeeded in his ‘negotiations’ with the BMA was to ‘stuff their mouths with gold’.

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It was mentioned during the Sunday Service that Bart’s ‘served’ the people of the immediate area, including a severely disadvantaged cohort who lived near much wealthier Bloomsbury. Er – yes, that was the problem in a nutshell. Some very poor people lived very near some much richer people, some of whom liked having sex with much younger people, who might well have not wanted to have sex with them. Enter Dafydd’s mate Linford! And of course Dafydd himself, who was running his sex-trafficking organisation in the region where some of the Bloomsbury set had their holiday homes and weekend retreats (see post ‘The Village’). No wonder brave Sir Robin ran away.

I previously blogged about the way in which the NHS celebrated its 60th anniversary – by Stephen Gallagher, an Angel at Ysbyty Gwynedd, refusing to treat me, threatening me and then threatening two members of the public who challenged him after witnessing his appalling conduct. Gallagher was assisted by his mate, Angel Andrew Parry. See post ‘Two Dangerous Very Dishonest Nurses’ for details.

The ‘Morning Star’ also approvingly reports the comments of Jon Ashworth, the Labour Party Health Spokesman. Ashworth believes that patients’ lives are being put at risk by ‘out of date’ NHS equipment. No Jon, they aren’t. It is not the machines that go ping which are the problem. It is staff lying, forging documents, refusing to do their jobs and covering up for their colleagues who are also doing this. There is a problem with staff sometimes not being able to use the machines that go ping or the machines that go ping not working and the staff not admitting it and bluffing.

In 1999 my friend’s baby died shortly after birth at Musgrove Park Hospital in Taunton. The baby had been in distress during the labour but the midwife had not interpreted the trace from the foetal heart monitor correctly – my friend should have been given an emergency caesarian. Musgrove Park were not able to explain why the midwife had not realised what was happening. My friend consulted an obstetrician who was a family friend who told her that her baby had undoubtedly died as a result of this but there was no point suing because he knew that the staff all intended to lie in court. This was the friend who wanted to make a documentary about what happened to me in north Wales and who was forced out of her job at the Royal Television Society as a result. The consultant who ‘cared for her’ during the delivery which resulted in a dead baby after a healthy pregnancy was Robert Fox.

Step forward Robert Fox and tell us all if you know/knew any Top Doctors who worked in the Obs and Gynae Dept at St George’s Hospital Medical School who were concealing a sex-trafficking ring between south London and north Wales. Geoffrey Chamberlain perhaps? Malcolm Pearce?

Documents in my possession show that Jackie Ehlen, an Angel who worked in the mental health services who had lied about the death of a patient some years previously and who was concealing the wrongdoing of Dafydd et al, made a note on my medical records of the death of my friend’s baby. So Jackie, why were the colleagues of those who were running a paedophile gang between north Wales and London even interested in my friend and her baby?

As for machines that go ping not working, well I was connected to one in the late 1980s in Ysbyty Gwynedd. It was supposed to be monitoring my heart but it didn’t work. I watched the junior doctor – a young Cardiff graduate – BEG for help from the Angels, as every one of them turned their backs on her and refused to even speak to her. She was quaking in her boots, didn’t realise that I had worked out what was going on and returned to hook me up to a machine that didn’t work. It was dutifully recorded on my notes that my heart was being monitored. It wasn’t. After a hour of this farce, I got up, took the jump leads off my chest and had a wander around. It was recorded that I had disconnected myself from the monitor and ‘wasn’t compliant with treatment’. If I had pegged out, my death would have been attributed to that.

Nicola Sturgeon has given NHS staff in Scotland a pay rise. That’s right Nicola, stuff those negligent, criminal mouths with gold because they are such a big problem that no politician has the stomach to take them on.

The Top Docs want a 70th anniversary celebration? I’ll prepare the ground for them, because clearly this blog so far has not been sufficient to persuade them to shut their greedy, demanding mouths and fess up re Dafydd and the sex trafficking ring. I’ll name more offenders and accessories.

 

St George’s Hospital Medical School, 1989-91: There was a researcher called Charlotte Baris in Dr Cathy Wilson’s lab. Charlotte Baris was treated as badly as everyone else was. Mandy Leigh was the only member of staff who wasn’t roundly abused and insulted on an hourly basis, but that’s because Leigh’s family were Posh. I don’t know who they were, but Wilson thought that it was worth knowing them. Mandy would sit in the tea room puffing on fags, dropping the names of the various aristocrats whom she had partied with the previous night. Sadly I can’t remember who they were. I’m such a pleb that I just found this upper-class poisonous bitch drawling on about the Marquess of somewhere or other rude and boring so I didn’t take notes, although I should have. Leigh was pursuing a high profile actor at the time – it was either Hugh Grant or Kenneth Branagh, I get them confused. She was also friends with the offspring of the ‘Born Free’ actress, Virginia McKenna, who berated Mandy for her possession of ivory. McKenna was establishing the Born Free Foundation when I had the misfortune of being routinely insulted by Mandy at work. Never mind the dead elephants tusks, Mandy Leigh was building her career by ingratiating herself to a bunch of Top Docs running a paedophile gang.

Charlotte Baris arrived to work in our lab shortly after I began working there, but was bullied so badly by Mandy Leigh that she soon began applying for other jobs. Sadly she used the usual strategy of toadying to Cathy Wilson rather than making it clear just how unacceptable their behaviour was. Shortly after Charlotte joined the team, Wilson asked me if Charlotte could rent the spare room in the house that I shared with Andrew and Di Aldridge  (Andrew was a junior surgeon at St George’s, he is mentioned on one of the comments which follow my post ‘The Village’).  Charlotte moved in, lived in style for a while – it was a nice place – and then did a runner without paying her rent. We were gobsmacked that she’d tried such a stunt because she was still working in the same research team as me. I was put in the difficult position of repeatedly asking Charlotte to pay Andrew’s dad – who owned the house – the rent that she owed.  Charlotte lied constantly by saying that she had just paid the money into Andrew’s dad’s account when she had done no such thing. Then Charlotte told me that it was none of my business. I responded by reminding her that it was through her working with me that she ended up sharing the house – Cathy Wilson had asked me if she could move in with us. In the end Charlotte did pay up, but I seem to remember that was only after Andrew’s dad had threatened to call his lawyer in.

There was one junior doctor at St George’s with whom I was friends who was not nuts like the others and she was very worried about the presence of Charlotte in the lab. No-one seemed to know who Charlotte was or where she had come from. She was in her mid-30s and had previously worked in Manchester – or that was the story. But lots of things that Charlotte said didn’t add up or were inconsistent. She also had a gentleman friend who would ring her at work, order us all around on the phone in a very arrogant plummy voice but who refused to identify himself. Charlotte lied constantly about everything and one day when I went home from work unexpectedly I found her on the phone to the mystery man who was on his way down from Manchester in a hurry because she was in the process of attempting to flee London. I suspect that the plans were only altered because I happened upon the scene.

Oh – then there were the rumours that Charlotte was a call-girl…

So Dafydd, who was she? A present from one of your mates at Manchester University – where Tony Francis had been working immediately before he moved to north Wales and where your old pal Bob Hobson was still employed? Did St George’s know who she was or were her references and ID etc faked? It won’t be the first time that you’ve been involved with such scams.

As far as I could see, the entire reason for Charlotte Baris going to work at St George’s was to befriend me, move into the house that I shared, run up debts and leave my reputation in the mud as far as my landlord and house mates were concerned.

Let me make it clear. There was a massive sex trafficking ring operating across the UK at that time involving Westminster politicians and others and Dafydd was at the centre of it. St George’s/Springfield Hospital was a major branch of the ring. The delivery suite at St George’s was plastered in notices which were care orders from social services – not even just Wandsworth Social Services, but from local authorities right across the country – telling the midwives that if such and such a girl turned up in labour, the police were to be called and the baby would be removed at birth. There were photos and descriptions of the girls and much was made of the fact that they might be using false names and had been diagnosed as ‘psychopaths’ by Top Doctors. Of course they were using false names – they had run away from a bloody sex trafficking gang. I was using a false name at one point because everywhere I went, Dafydd would appear. Then I realised that Dafydd and co were tracing me through Gov’t databases so I just thought sod this, I’ll stand up to them because they’ll get me anyway.

 

Now then Dafydd, I have been receiving info over the past few months from someone who absolutely maintains that one of your lot were behind the King’s Cross fire. I was due to be passing through the station right at the time that the fireball went up, but I’d been delayed so I missed it. I didn’t believe this person when they first told me, but they have given me more and more evidence of the way in which your mates were stalking me, had me and my friends under surveillance and they have supplied me with details of my whereabouts and activities as long as 35 yrs ago. There were people moving into shared houses and flats with me presenting themselves as young people who were my friends but they weren’t – they were gifts from the security services who’s aim was to protect you, not me.

In Oct 1987, DCS Gwynne Owen of the North Wales Police submitted the second report to the CPS regarding Alison Taylor’s allegations that children in north Wales were being abused. He dismissed her concerns and stated that: ‘There is every likelihood… she will manipulate others in the future to make similar complaints’. On 3rd Nov 1987, Alison Taylor was formally dismissed by Gwynedd County Council.

On 18 Nov 1987, the fireball ripped through King’s Cross Station. Thirty-one people died and 100 were injured. No-one has ever got to the bottom of the cause of that fire. I am told that the purpose of it was to kill me.

You lot are going to fess up.

In 1986-87 I lived in Harringay. I have mentioned previously that Dafydd freely admitted to me that he had a contact in Haringey Social Services who was going to ‘keep an eye’ on me no less. I was living in a shared house with a good group of people. Then there was havoc because a particularly mad young man turned up and moved in, whom it transpired had IRA connections. The landlord chucked him out after he threatened the landlord and then a Turkish man moved in. Who, after a few weeks, moved a 15 year old Turkish boy in with him. Into the same room, with only one bed. The Turkish boy couldn’t speak any English. This was undoubtedly a child protection issue but I doubt that Dafydd’s mates in Haringey Social Services were going to worry about that. The local MP at the time was Bernie Grant. Who was succeeded by David Lammy…

Jeremy Corbyn was the MP for a neighbouring constituency who sat on the Board of the local NHS authority.

Hilda King. I shared a flat with her in Tooting in 1989. Hilda was a psychiatric nurse at Friern Barnet Hospital. She came from Liverpool and her former nursing tutor knew Dafydd and the North Wales Hospital Denbigh – she told me this. Hilda presented herself as a good friend of mine, but subsequently began behaving very strangely and suddenly announced that she was leaving London and giving up the tenancy of the flat. She disappeared. She had a boyfriend called Mike who was always very frosty towards me. She had previously been in a relationship with a Top Doc at Friern called Dr Pilgrim. I have been told that Hilda was someone who was paid to pass on information about me.

 

I have also been told that there was a paedophile ring operating in Somerset when I was a teenager, that the people involved had a connection with Dafydd et al and that they were subsequently involved in receiving money for information about me, or to lie about me. The name that I have been given is Stuart Beauchamp. He was an American who lived in the same village as me when I was 12 and I used to help him with his goats – when I was 14 he went to live in Wales, but I have no idea where. I knew that Stuart and his mates dealt in drugs and that they were under surveillance by the police, although the Avon and Somerset police were completely corrupt. I didn’t believe it when I was told that Stuart was involved because I haven’t seen him for decades, but as Brown pointed out, Stuart had corrupt police officers after his blood and he could well have done anything at all to get them off his back. Stuart was a farm labourer – my opinion is that he was nothing compared to the danger that Dafydd and the Top Doctors represented, but as the Top Docs won’t fess up and they keep demanding more money, I’m naming everyone who has evidence.

Stuart shared a cottage with a man called Rob Perry. Rob had a major drugs problem but gave up drugs and became a Jehovah’s Witness in about 1980. A lot of Rob’s new friends were former Catholics who kept telling me that they had become Jehovah’s Witnesses because the Catholic Church was unbelievably ‘evil’, especially to children. I suspect that they were talking about sexual abuse, which was not so openly discussed at the time. One of Rob’s fellow members of the Kingdom Hall in Bridgwater is a man called Mike Evans.

Mike Evans was a farmer from Fiddington, but he wasn’t your average Somerset farmer. Mike Evans was a difficult man who gave up farming and turned his farm into a camping and caravan site, a very, very big one. It is now virtually a leisure centre. The local residents opposed every development and expansion of Evans’s, but somehow the planning permission kept coming. There was a degree of vindictiveness in some of the opposition, but even so it was a wonder to behold that Mike Evans was allowed to develop this Disneyland on the outskirts of a small Somerset village – the lanes were barely big enough to cope with the traffic. Local people all believed that Mr Evans was buying his way through the planning system because he was so wealthy – he hired a top flight QC at one point to flatten the neighbours. That was probably true, but Mike Evans had not always been wealthy. Mike Evans used to be quite a poor man. Until Rob Perry joined the Kingdom Hall in Bridgwater – Rob who knew me and who knew Stuart.

The MP for Bridgwater at the time was Tom King. King was a member of Thatcher’s Cabinet and he was Secretary of State for Employment when Sir Peter Morrison was a Minister in that Dept. Peter Morrison was abusing kids in care in north Wales. King later became N Ireland Secretary, so knew whatever it was that had happened at the Kincora Boys’ Home as well. Another member of Thatcher’s Cabinet, John Biffen, had grown up on a farm about three miles away from Fiddington and his mum and dad still lived there and would occasionally turn up in their famous son’s circle and charm everyone in their capacity as two bumpkins.

People tried to kill me and Brown Mr Evans and whilst that was happening you took your opportunity to become a millionaire on the back of your knowledge as to why someone was trying to kill us.

I didn’t ever have any evidence that Mike Evans ever sexually abused his children, but he used to beat the living daylights out of one of them when he was only about 3 yrs old. I witnessed it.

Perhaps the maggots could now crawl out of their hiding places and admit what they got up to and why so many of them prospered.

 

The ‘Daily Mirror’ today is leading with a scoop – an interview with William Roache aka Ken Barlow on His Hell and how he has forgiven his accusers. Ken is opening his heart regarding his 2013 arrest, prosecution and subsequent acquittal for historical sex offences against girls between 12 and 16 yrs old. He was found not guilty on all charges and there was much comment along the lines of ‘how very dare you’ when Ken Walked Free From The Court.

I haven’t the foggiest as to whether William Roache committed the offences or not, I don’t know Roache and was certainly not a witness. What I do know though is that Roache was Patron of St David’s Hospice in Llandudno, which is an establishment that was founded and is governed and managed by the paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘The CEOs Of St David’s Hospice’). Furthermore, William Roache was Patron of St David’s Hospice when the Chief Exec was Alun Davies, the lying, perjuring former manager of the Hergest Unit who attempted to have me imprisoned in his attempts to conceal the wrongdoing of Dafydd and the paedophiles. That doesn’t of course mean that Roache is a sex offender, but the point of being a national treasure is that you are supposed to have folk around you who keep you away from people who are assisting paedophile gangs. Sadly the screening system seems to have failed terribly, Judi Dench hangs out with Robert Bluglass and Carlo took marriage guidance advice off Jimmy Savile.

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Roache seems to have spent his whole life sailing close to the wind in terms of Dafydd and the paedophiles. William Roache’s dad was a Top Doctor and William went to Rydal School in Colwyn Bay. Rydal has now merged with Penrhos College – Penrhos College was formerly the girls’ school which was just down the road from Rydal, the boys’ school. Rydal and Penrhos were the public schools of choice for wealthy people in north Wales.In recent years, former pupils from Rydal have come forward with allegations of sexual abuse – the school has admitted that a small number of teachers were guilty and that their offences were concealed.

Not all former pupils of Rydal complained of abuse and unhappiness, many speak very fondly of their time there. However, even now, Rydal Penrhos is a very tightly knit network – nearly all of the Governors are former old boys (most of the Governors are male) and they are all Top Docs, lawyers, accountants etc. That does not make them wicked people, but it is evidence of a very strong, influential alumni network which someone who was an abuser would be able to tap into should they wish to do the How Very Dare You bit.

William’s son Linus also went to Rydal School and is a past member of the Royal Shakespeare Company. So he’ll know Judi Dench, Sir Ian McKellen and the rest of the luvvies who’s lives do seem to touch those of Dafydd and the paedophiles (see post ‘The Village’).

Films that Linus has starred in include ‘No Surrender’, 1985; ‘Shot Through The Heart’, 1998; ‘Hart’s War’, 2002; ‘Find Me Guilty’, 2006; and ‘Mandy’, 2018. His TV credits include ‘Kidnapped’, 2006-07.

I will invite Linus to take part in my forthcoming drama ‘How Very Dare You’. We’ll tour north Wales Linus! I’m sure that the paedophiles’ folly which is Theatre Clwyd (see post ‘Workers’ Play Time’) will welcome us.

 

Linus’s dad William was born in Basford, Nottinghamshire, the son of Hester and Joseph Roache. He grew up in nearby Ilkeston, Derbyshire, where he attended a Steiner school set up by his grandfather in the garden of the family home. There was a long-standing paedophile ring in Derbyshire which by the 1960s was linked to Dafydd et al in north Wales. There was a Steiner school in Porthmadog which was a centre of sexual abuse in the 1980s/90s. I am also aware of a Steiner ‘Hospital’ in Birmingham which was concealing organised abuse and of at least two other Steiner schools in England about which there were concerns, although I don’t know if the concerns were about sexual abuse per se.

When I lived near Haslemere in 1988 – unbeknown to me Alun Davies and Laurie Wood (the then general manager of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh) were tracking my addresses at the time – a former midwife called Ann moved into the shared cottage where I lived. She had left the NHS – after admitting to me that she’d witnessed the sort of things that usually make midwives leave the NHS – and was working in a school for children with behavioural problems in Surrey and I think that it was a Steiner school. After a few weeks it became clear that she was not very happy with her employers and the school but she wouldn’t articulate what it was exactly that she was so worried about. She struggled on there for another few months and left among a flurry of Angel-like comments directed at her employer along the lines of ‘I’m not happy about the management’ and ‘I’ve told them that we are never going to see eye-to-eye’. I didn’t know at the time but the phrases that Ann used were the stock phrases that Angels use when people are being abused and they can’t bear to confront it. She also showed a great deal of concern about what was happening to me at the hands of those we know and love until one day she moved out and fled and I never saw her again.

So who threatened Ann then Dafydd? She might have been paid, but I gained the impression that she was far too frightened to be in receipt of goodies. There would be ample opportunities for Dafydd, D.G.E. Wood etc to have got at Ann. I was working at Surrey University at the time and my boss was Prof Vincent Marks who’s brother was Dr John Marks, the then President of the BMA, just as Tony Francis was CC’ing letters to the BMA describing how he was going to frame me. At the time John Marks was battling with Ken Clarke and both sides were using anything that they could. Dr D.G.E. Wood had already made contact with two GPs that I had registered with in Surrey/Hampshire to stick his oar in. Furthermore, one of the girls in our house, Beth, was the daughter of an educational psychologist. Many of whom conceal the abuse of children.

Bill Roache’s grandfather was a Freemason. At one point Bill Roache began a medicine degree but withdrew. Roache joined the British Army and was commissioned into the Royal Welsh Fusiliers. A regiment with which Dafydd has links. Roache lives in Wilmslow, Cheshire, which is in the area in which Dafydd’s gang operated.

In 1991, Roache won a libel action against ‘The Sun’, which had described him as boring and unpopular with his fellow Coronation Street stars. He was awarded £50,000 damages by the jury, the same amount that he had turned down in an out-of-court settlement offered by the newspaper before the case. As a result he was liable for the £120,000 costs incurred. Roache sued his law firm for negligence in 1998 and was declared bankrupt in April 1999.

Roache is a supporter of the Conservative Party. In 2007, he championed John Major as Britain’s greatest post-war PM. Roache backed disgraced ex-Conservative MP Neil Hamilton in the 1997 General Election against the anti-corruption candidate Martin Bell. Neil and Christine Hamilton used to attend social events with Sir Peter Morrison – Neil Hamilton was the MP for the neighbouring constituency.

Roache became patron of the Ilkeston-based production company Sustained Magic Ltd in 2006.

Roache is a vegetarian because he ‘doesn’t want animals being killed for him’. The Chief Exec of St David’s Hospice whilst Roache was Patron colluded with a paedophile gang which killed people. 

William Roache is all spiritual. He has done a course in astrology and read the stars for his colleagues on ‘Coronation Street’ and wowed them with the accuracy of his readings. Presumably he was financially ruined by that libel case against ‘The Sun’ before he went on that course. Or else George Carman QC was a better astrologist. William Roache dressed up in white robes complete with cowl and attended a ceremony at the Henge one year. The tabloids could barely contain their joy, although Bill Roache has since denied that he is a druid.

William Roache’s on-screen wife was Deirdre, played by the actor Anne Kirkbride. Anne Spoke Out about depression and became a mental health campaigner. She did not speak out about what Bill Roache’s mates at the St David’s Hospice were doing to mental health patients in north Wales. Years ago Anne was busted for the possession of grass – or as Dafydd would say ‘mari-jew-ana’ – although info relating to that is not mentioned on her wiki entry. It definitely happened, I remember it being particularly poignant because a victim of Dafydd’s was a Coronation Street fan and used to enjoy telling people that the roach had been named after Bill Roache, who invented it. Perhaps he did, Bill and Deirdre lived rather more exciting lives than the rest of us knew about. I haven’t noticed any members of the Coronation Street cast called chillum or bong though, so perhaps they’re not aficionados of meri-jew-ana.

I watched a TV documentary about Bill Roache in the company of the man who enjoyed telling people that Bill invented the roach – I think that Deirdre had been busted by then as well. So I was a bit surprised to find that Bill Roache lived in a house furnished with human-sized Sindy doll furniture, all white with golden trimmings and carpeted with deep pile white carpets. Furthermore Bill collected Faberge eggs and went on about his eggs at length. Then the documentary explained that Bill had a big day ahead of him because he was opening a supermarket near Manchester, so I presumed that he was scraping the barrel, although that’s not an excuse for getting involved with initiatives of Dafydd and the paedophiles.

Until Alun Davies became the Chief Exec of St David’s Hospice, it was a little known and minor venture of the paedophiles’ friends. Yet once Davies arrived, Bill Roache rocked up and stars of stage and screen started appearing at fund-raising gigs – including Paul Merton, Phil Jupitus and Marcus Brigstocke (see post ‘The Bloody State We’re In’). Davies did not arrive at St David’s with an unblemished record. He had presided over a holocaust at the Hergest Unit, with scores of patient suicides and even some staff ones as well. That Unit was a smouldering heap on the pavement by the time that Davies departed, with former staff openly talking about Davies’s ‘corruption’ and how he was using his charidee work to facilitate it.

Bill Roache is also a Patron of Crimestoppers and supports the Prince’s Trust, Childhood Eye Cancer and Henshaw’s Society for the Blind.

A Hergest patient repeatedly rang Crimestoppers in the mid-1990s and gave them full details of a number of serious offences with which Dafydd and his associates were involved. Crimestoppers refused to act and told him that his calls were being treated as hoaxes. See post ’95 Glorious Years!’.

Roache was acquitted of the sex offence charges whilst he was Patron of St David’s.

 

Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends were not only good at ensuring that people who had committed offences against patients were never charged, but they were able to provide the same service for certain favoured patients. There was a mental health patient who used to live near Bethesda who kept telling me how much he liked Dafydd and that Dafydd had been ‘very kind to him’. Not so long after that, this man told me that ‘two girls on a bus’ had told stories about him and he was now in trouble with the police and might have to go to court. I was actually present when Tony Francis stuck his head around the door and cheerily said ‘you won’t have to go to court, I’ve spoken to the police’. At the time I presumed that this man had been the subject of a misunderstanding or bigotry. I was told later by someone who had known him for a long time that he had committed sex offences against women again and again and again and Dafydd and Tony Francis had ‘got him off’ every time. I don’t know why he was given such preferential treatment by people who usually did all that they could to frame patients, but this man’s wider family also contained a few people who seemed to have particularly good fortune where behaving badly without ever facing the consequences was concerned.

 

The ‘Daily Mirror’ today also has a big feature on the late Peter Stringfellow who featured in my post ‘R.I.P. Two Paedophiles’ Friends And A Poor Cow’. In the interests of fairness I need to mention that Peter Stringfellow and his ‘beautiful girls’ all stressed that the beautiful girls in his clubs did not sell sex to the customers. However, Stringfellow alleged that there was another ‘gentleman’s club’ where the beautiful girls did exactly that and Stringfellow alleged that this club almost put him out of business by doing such a roaring trade in sex – it was Spearmint Rhino. According to the Mirror, Stringfellow was so concerned at what was going on in Spearmint Rhino that he sent some of his beautiful girls along undercover as spies and they reported back…

Spearmint Rhino is owned by John Gray and it is an American based business.

Some years ago Springfield Hospital hit the headlines after it was revealed that as part of an ’employment opportunities’ scheme for service users, one patient had been found a ‘work placement’ as a stripper at Spearmint Rhino. Dr Rachel Perkins, the clinical director of Springfield, defended this ‘placement for a disadvantaged woman service user’ on the grounds that the patient ‘chose to do it’. Rachel Perkins was clinical director of Springfield when I was a patient there. Not only were her colleagues assisting Dafydd et al in running a sex trafficking gang, but suicidal patients who were being completely neglected by the staff were told that it was their choice as to whether they killed themselves or not. I saw one suicidal distraught young man whose wife and children had been killed in a car accident some months earlier walk out of the door after telling the staff that he was going to kill himself. He was told that was up to him. Another patient expressed his astonishment and was told to keep his nose out.

There are some girls and women who are quite happy to work at Spearmint Rhino. But Rachel Perkins’ patients were coerced into doing things that they would never have usually wanted to do and were then told that it was their choice. Furthermore their lives were systematically destroyed until prostitution or stripping might seem like quite a positive option, after Rachel and co had made sure that they wouldn’t be able to return to other employment. Rachel Perkins used her position as a Gov’t adviser to support cuts in disability benefits for people with mental health problems.

Rachel stood down as clinical director of Springfield after a public inquiry which followed a number of murders of patients as well as staff and sexual assaults on patients damned the hospital and deemed it to be irretrievable. Rachel was then given a seat on the St George’s Trust Board as the Service User Representative, Rachel by then having taken a leaf out of Alastair Campbell’s book and declared herself a service user. Subsequently Rachel was given a seat on the Equality and Human Rights Commission.

Rachel Perkins continued to write on LGBT issues as well as Service User Empowerment. One of her offerings bore a striking resemblance to something that Brown and I had published not long before. Brown laughed and said that we should be flattered that Rachel thought that our ideas were worth nicking, but Brown is rather more forgiving than me. All I could think was ‘that people trafficking bitch who’s colleagues refused to help me when people were trying to kill me and instead sent me back to Dafydd with whom they were colluding has plagiarised our work’.

 

Some Empowered Service Users
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Milli Tant And Her Radical Conscience:

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Perkins was at one point crowned the MIND Champion of the Year.

 

Milli Tant’s colleague Prof Nigel Eastman, who told me to ‘go back to north Wales’ after Rachel’s other colleagues had forced me out of my job:

 

 

Rachel: I know that as an Empowered Service User my rightful place in society should be working in the sex industry, but next time that you and Eastman try and force me into that line of work, perhaps you could get me a business start-up grant so that I can then establish my own brothel. Because I was certainly not going to work for Dafydd. Mind you, if you’d helped me set up in business a la Miss Whiplash, I wouldn’t have ended up eventually returning to academia and publishing the work with Brown that you plagiarised.

 

After I moved to London but before I was one of Rachel’s Empowered Service Users, I used to entertain myself by cringing at a radio programme that was a late night favourite on Capital Radio, ‘Anna and the Doc’. Anna was Anna Raeburn, an agony aunt who built up a reputation for giving terrible advice to the punters when she worked for ‘Cosmopolitan’, but I haven’t been able to find out who the Doc was. He was a lethal old git and a liar as well. By the time that I was listening to Anna and the Doc, I had encountered Dafydd and the paedophiles and witnessed serious wrongdoing at Hammersmith Hospital/RPMS and at St George’s. Sometimes people would ring up Anna and the Doc and begin to relate terrible experiences with Top Docs and ask the Doc why such a thing had happened or what they could do. Anna would interrupt them and say things like ‘now all that’s going to happen if we continue is that you are going to have another row with another doctor and that’s not going to help’. Anna would then cut them off and the self-satisfied harrumphing of the Doc could be heard in the background.

One night someone successfully evaded Anna’s filtering system and pretended that he just wanted a friendly chat with the Doc. As soon as the Doc came on the line, this man said ‘would you please tell me why drug addicts are treated so badly by doctors?’ Whereupon the Doc snapped ‘they’re not’. The caller retorted ‘oh yes they are’, but before he launched into an account of what was obviously going to be first hand experience, Anna yelled down the phone ‘they’re not. You’ve had the answer from the Doc, drug addicts are not treated badly’. Anna then cut the caller off.

Anna, I seriously thought of ringing in to tell your listeners that within the previous few weeks I had heard a research assistant and a senior technician at St George’s tell me that addicts were ‘scum, they are awful, they are such a pain the arse, we just get them out of here, everyone hates them’. I had also been told by a junior doctor that ‘I hate them, I won’t have them in my clinic no matter what their problems are’. But I guessed that after I had uttered three words, you would cut me off so I didn’t bother.

Addicts can be very, very difficult to work with, but the Doc was telling bare-faced porkies when he told the world that there was no bad feeling towards addicts on the part of Top Docs. Of course, there are some Docs who will treat addicts. Dafydd does, he sells them drugs. As did some of Rachel Perkins’s colleagues at Springfield Hospital.

If any readers know the identity of the patronising dishonest old pompouser who was the Doc on ‘Anna and the Doc’, please do let me know.

 

Dr Charles Hill was known as the ‘Radio Doctor’ in the 1930s. Hill was born in Islington and was educated at St Olave’s Grammar School, Southwark, London. He went to Trinity College, Cambridge and continued his medical studies at the London Hospital. Hill became Deputy Medical Officer of Oxford in 1930. He became Assistant Secretary of the BMA from 1932 and was Secretary 1944-50.

During WWII, the Ministry of Health had wanted the BBC to infiltrate health messages into ordinary programmes rather than have dedicated programmes from the Ministry of Food, but the BBC warned that this would not be effective and would be viewed by listeners as patronising. So they employed a Top Doctor to patronise them instead. Consequently, Hill’s role as the ‘Radio Doctor’ became part of the Ministry of Food’s programme, ‘Kitchen Front’, every morning from 1942. Because of the then rules about members of the medical profession advertising, Hill could not broadcast under his own name and so was just ‘The Radio Doctor’. His ‘distinctive rich voice helped make an impact’. Indeed, the high quality of the pompousing will be forever remembered.

Hill was still the BMA’s Secretary when the NHS was introduced in 1948. He negotiated with Nye Bevan and ensured that GPs did not simply become salaried employees. Don’t tell me – because that was the best way of helping poor people and achieving social justice no doubt.

Hill stood for Parliament for University of Cambridge in 1945 as an Independent. He was successful in 1950, becoming MP for Luton as a Conservative and National Liberal.

He was appointed Secretary to the Ministry of Food in 1951. He became the Postmaster-General (a non-Cabinet ministerial position with responsibilities that included broadcasting) in 1955; during his period in office he publicly berated the BBC for its reporting of the Suez Crisis. In May 1956, Hill attempted to formalise the existing agreement by which discussions or statements about matters before Parliament could not be broadcast in the fortnight preceding any debate. However, the Suez Crisis rendered this policy unworkable in practice and the Gov’t agreed to its suspension at the end of the year. Hill, who had been uneasy about the implications of the rule for freedom of expression, was relieved.

From 1957-61, Hill was Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster and from 1961 he was Minister of Housing and Local Gov’t and Welsh Affairs, but he lost his place in the Cabinet in Macmillan’s ‘Night of the Long Knives’ reshuffle in 1962.

Hill was appointed as the Chairman of the Independent Television Authority in 1963, where he continued his hostile attitude towards the BBC. He was given a peerage in 1963. In 1967, Hill announced that the ITV contracts were all to be re-advertised, because he was concerned about the large profits being made by the major companies and their lack of regional identity. This resulted in a radical reorganisation of the ITV network.

Hill was appointed Chairman of the BBC Governors (1967–72), by Harold Wilson to ‘sort out’ the BBC. His appointment as BBC Chairman surprised the BBC’s Governors and several resigned. Wilson encouraged Hill to be active in editorial decisions. Hill’s Deputy Chairman was Wilson’s friend and that very good paedophiles’ friend Lord John Fulton (see post ‘Anthem For Doomed Youth’). Hill had a difficult relationship with the DG of the BBC, Hugh Greene and he eventually forced Greene to resign in 1969. Greene later described Hill as a ‘vulgarian’. He had a ‘quieter relationship’ with Greene’s successor, paedophiles’ friend Charles Curran (see previous posts). Hill retired from the BBC in 1972 but he did, however, continue to be active in the business world as Chairman of the Abbey National Building Society and of Laporte.

Hill died in 1989, aged 85.

He married Marion Spencer Wallace, with whom he had two sons and three daughters. Marion read botany at Cambridge, so could well have known UCNW’s leading light in botany, Prof Greig-Smith and his colleague from Cambridge, Prof Edred Henry Corner, Douglas Hurd’s uncle (see post ‘Additional Security Measures’).

 

Dr Charles Haw-Haw: ‘BMA Calling, BMA Calling’

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My post ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’ described how, when staff at Ysbyty Gwynedd were busy forging documents, failing to investigate serious complaints, lying to patients, concealing serious wrongdoing and perjuring themselves in order to have patients convicted, they received a visit from the Welsh National Board, who subsequently deemed them suitable to educate mental health nurses to degree level.

I have discovered that a former member of the Welsh National Board reached high office after doing this favour for the colleagues of a paedophile gang. Let me introduce Professor Jean White CBE.

Jean White was appointed as Chief Nursing Officer for Wales in October 2010. It was Edwina Hart wot did it. The Edwina who hated Martin Jones, the former CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust, but couldn’t get rid of him because of all the previously dirty deals with which she’d been involved (see post ‘The Human Stain’). Edwina was later appointed Minister for Business and Enterprise, where it was alleged, she distributed business grant support in return for sexual favours.

So Edwina, did Jean White hold you hostage in order to land the top job or did you offer it to her as a thank you for her earlier services and because she knew where the bodies were buried, how many there were and the details of the killings?

Jean White is ‘Welsh by birth’ – and no doubt likes a bit of bara brith and a Welsh cake –  trained as a general nurse in Swansea and practised as a theatre nurse in Wales and London. Ooh, Swansea – the location of the Swansea Mafia of which Edwina was alleged to be part of. Jean ‘has held positions in nurse education at the Welsh National Board, Health Professions Wales and Welsh Government’. So she’ll be an expert in cooking the books, fiddling the figures and ticking the right boxes.

Jean has worked with a number of European governments and is currently an expert adviser to the World Health Organisation (WHO) European Region. They clearly haven’t realised yet that they’ve been conned.

After her appointment as CNO, Jean’s main priority was ‘developing the nursing and midwifery workforce in Wales’. Ah, so THAT’S why the Betsi was placed in special measures partly as a result of its dangerous, dysfunctional maternity services! It was because they had been so highly developed by Jean – following of course all those years of Jean beavering away in nurse education.

Jean was also engaged in implementing the Nurse Staffing Levels (Wales) Act 2016. That’ll be why there are such serious nurse shortages across Wales then.

Jean is Honorary Visiting Professor to the School of Nursing and Midwifery Studies, Cardiff University; Visiting Professor to University of South Wales, Fellow of Swansea University; Fellow of Bangor University and was made Fellow of the Queen’s Nursing Institute in November 2016. She was acknowledged in the inaugural Nursing Times Nurse Leaders 2014 list and received a CBE from Lilibet in 2017 for services nursing and midwifery in the UK and Europe.

I’m feeling quite overwhelmed by all the excellence.

Jean is a member of the NMC. That’s the body which struck off the nurse who blew the whistle on the Tawel Fan Scandal but which took no action against the Angels who abused the patients in Tawel Fan.

Jean is involved in the National Institute for Social Care and Health Research (NISCHR). That’s a organisation which stumps up large grants for the paedophiles’ friends to pursue mediocre, unoriginal ‘research’ which always manages to demonstrate that basically, standards in the health and social care sector in Wales are high but could become even higher if a few more hundred thousand was given to the researchers who found that standards were high. It’s a remarkably successful strategy. Standards remain high – despite some of the most shameful mortality rates in Europe and patients dumped naked on the beds, left to lie in their own faeces – and the same small group of researchers bag all the dosh from the NISCHR.

Jean gave a power point presentation on ‘developing nursing research in Wales’, which had the words ‘Cardiff and Vale University Health Board’ splashed all over it. I don’t know whether Jean was giving the presentation to them or whether she was affiliated to them, but she might be interested to know – being a midwife and all that – that Cardiff and Vale UHB employ one Richard Penketh as a consultant gynaecologist. Penketh worked at St George’s when I did. He had sex with a research assistant in the lab – not me I hasten to add – and whilst he was having sex with her, he told her how much he wanted to have sex with her colleague. You didn’t know that I heard about that did you Mandy? Then Penketh failed some professional exams and I was told that he was such a liability that he was going to be frozen out of the London scene and ‘sent to Wales’. Once Penketh was sent to Wales, Dr Brian Gibbons, in his capacity as Health Minister, gave Penketh an award for excellence.

Penketh arrived at St George’s after having worked for Lord Robert Winston at Hammersmith Hospital. Winston didn’t warn anyone, he just passed the liability that is Penketh on to someone else, who in turn sent him to the dustbin for Top Docs that is Wales.

Lord Winston is an Emeritus Professor at Imperial College and a Labour Peer. He has presented many TV programmes and series, including ‘Walking With Cavemen’. Here’s the missing link himself:

 

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Robert Winston is a Fellow of the RSA and a member of the Garrick, the MCC and the Athenaeum. Savile was a member of the Athenaeum and Dafydd’s umbrella’s Sir Ronnie Waterhouse and Sir William Mars-Jones were members of the Garrick.

Winston was a Council member of the ICRF and CR UK, so he will know all about the research frauds funded by people working for those charidees which I described in my posts ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’, ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ and ‘Apocalypse Now’.

Winston is also: Chancellor, Sheffield Hallam University; Chairman of the Council, Royal College of Music; University of Surrey Council Member; Chairman of the Genesis Research Trust; Founding member and co-chair of the UK-Israel Science Council (since 2017).

Lord Winston – do you know a man called Robert Fox who works at Musgrove Park Hospital by any chance? Perhaps you have contacts in north Wales as well? I know that north Wales functions as a latrine for the Top Docs, but an awful lot of people knew that not only was the region crawling with service users who could name rich n famous people who had sexually exploited them, but that one of the service users could potentially inflict real damage because of what she witnessed when she worked as a medical researcher in, er, Hammersmith Hospital and St George’s, as well as in north Wales…

 

To return to Professor Jean White CBE, the fool who embraces the Top Docs whom Winston et al get rid of before the bomb explodes on their patch. Jean gave a powerpoint presentation – Jean loves powerpoints, you don’t have to think, you just put a few sentences up in capitals and vary the font a bit and then put in a few photos – in which the last slide read ‘service, education and research communities need to work together and with industry to make sure the health and social care services we have in Wales are the best that they can be’.

Unfortunately, because the health and social care services in Wales employ the likes of Jean White and Richard Penketh at the top of the tree, ‘the best that they can be’ is pretty bloody awful.

It’s OK though. Jean will soon be completing another ‘self-assessment’, as part of her ‘CPD’, along with every other fuckwit working with her. They will all spend a couple of hours assessing their strengths and diligently conclude that they are all ‘very good’ at almost everything, ‘excellent’ at a few things and ‘need to improve’ on something very trivial which does of course have no bearing at all on patient safety.

Meanwhile the mortality rates in Wales will remain some of the worst in Europe.

Here is Professor Jean White CBE. I can see a category on her next self-assessment exercise which needs to be ticked as ‘needing improvement’ – the ability to match the colour of one’s hair dye with one’s eye-brows.

 

Jean White

 

Whilst rooting around, I uncovered another lady who has inexplicably made it through the doors of the House of Lords, despite being unknown and as far as I can see, having achieved bugger all. Step forward Baroness Delyth Morgan.

Delyth Jane Morgan, Baroness Morgan of Drefelin (born 30 August 1961), is Crossbencher in the Lords having formerly sat as a Labour peer. In 2011 Morgan was appointed Chief Executive of the Breast Cancer Campaign, now known as Breast Cancer Now. She was educated at Bedford College, London, BSc Physiology & Biochemistry, 1983, now part of Royal Holloway, University of London and also UCU. She was President of the London University Union, 1985–86.

Morgan was a junior Minister in the Dept of Innovation and Skills in 2008. Delyth was then Minister for the Dept of Children, Schools and Families, 2008-10. She replaced Kevin Brennan, who was an acolyte of Rhodri Morgan (see post ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’).

Web pages relating to Delyth have mostly disappeared and all I can find is that she ‘worked in the voluntary sector’ for Shelter, the Workplace Nursing Campaign and Asthma UK and spent a ‘decade at the helm’ of Breakthrough Breast Cancer, which was formed from a merger of other charidees. Delyth led the fundraising which led to the opening, in 1999, of the Breakthrough Toby Robins Breast Cancer Research Centre at the Institute of Cancer Research.

I have definitely never worked with Delyth, but my former colleagues from Surrey University – who stole my data and gave it to Prof Nicola Curtin at Newcastle-upon-Tyne University to publish under her name – subsequently went to work at the Institute of Cancer Research. They also knew about the research frauds being perpetrated which are detailed in my previous posts. I note that Delyth’s Research Centre opened in 1999. Just before Ronnie Waterhouse published his Report re the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal.

So Delyth, you disgusting specimen – who are your parents and how did you get to know about what happened to me? Because you certainly don’t know anything about cancer research.

I’ll carry on digging, but I suspect that now I’ve mentioned Delyth, all references to her will disappear from the web. Do us a favour Delyth and disappear off the face of the earth. I’m fed up with people who don’t know their arses from their elbows but who have landed themselves plum numbers on the back of what happened to Brown and me.

By the way, Delyth comes from Dyfed, in west Wales. Where that paedophile gang operated who were linked with Dafydd and Ioan Bowen Rees’s lot in north Wales. Perhaps Mark Drakeford, who was a social worker in Dyfed whilst the gang was busy, could let us know who Delyth is?

Delyth the unknown mediocrity was given a peerage in 2004. That was the work of Blair then. Why am I not surprised?

 

 

 

 

The White Heat Of This Revolution

A recent story on BBC News Online mentioned that business with the eggs which cost Edwina Currie her career in 1988. Edwina was a Minister in the Dept of Health at the time – she was one of the merry band in Health in the late 1980s whom I blogged about in my post ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’. Edwina wasn’t a member of the Ministerial group whose bright ideas led to the ‘internal market’ in the NHS and the NHS and Community Care Act 1990, which provided Dr Dafydd Alun Jones with such a business opportunity (see posts ‘Feet In Chains’ and ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’). Trumpers was a Minister in Health at the same time (see post ’95 Glorious Years!), but Trumpers wasn’t part of the Ministerial group either. Trumpers was the bright spark who appointed Jimmy Savile to the management committee of Broadmoor, but Trumpers let Edwina take the blame when Savile was exposed after his death. Edwina knew what was happening but it was not actually Edwina who made the disastrous decision. The DoH was seriously dysfunctional at the time and at least two mandarins with the remit for mental health – Brian McGinnis and Cliff Graham – were undoubtedly knowingly facilitating the organised sexual abuse of children and vulnerable people (see posts ‘The Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’ and ‘The Old Devils’).

Until I did the research for my post ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’, I didn’t realise that Nigel Lawson, in his role as Chancellor of the Exchequer,  led the Ministerial group reviewing the NHS. Lawson was MP for Blaby in Leicestershire, 1974-92. A paedophile ring operated in Leicestershire with connections to Dafydd et al which was concealed by all the usual suspects, including the NHS in Leicester (see post ‘An Expert From England’). It was this gang that Greville Janner was alleged to have been a member of. After Frank Beck, the social worker who was a leading light in the gang, was imprisoned in Nov 1991, it became clear that as in north Wales, everyone had worked very hard indeed not to notice that gang. Lawson must have heard something about what was happening, although by the time the extent of the collusion was clear, he was in the Lords, having stood down from the Commons days before the five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed by a firebomb (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’).

The dysfunction and injustice prevailing in the DoH and indeed in Thatcher’s Gov’t was exemplified by Edwina Currie being forced out. Edwina’s head was demanded on a plate after she stated in Dec 1988 on ITN News that ‘Most of the egg production in this country, sadly, is now infected with salmonella.’. Within days, at least one writ was served on Edwina by a ‘farmer’ (en masse egg producer) and the British Egg Industry threatened to sue as well. Edwina was gone very shortly afterwards, in the wake of allegations that she was an idiot.

Not on that matter she wasn’t. She was spot on – most of the egg production in the country was infected – not every egg, but the majority of poultry farms at that time did have salmonella. So Edwina could have defended herself in court against the accusations of libel, but she left Gov’t instead because she had pissed off some powerful Tory supporting very wealthy factory farmers.

I was fascinated by all this at the time, because by Dec 1988 I had realised that there was very serious crime in the mental health services in north Wales which was being concealed at the highest levels of Gov’t and I had also witnessed the research fraud and malpractice at Hammersmith Hospital/Royal Postgraduate Medical School (see post ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’) and the farce which was Prof Robert Baldwin’s Cancer Research Campaign Laboratories at Nottingham University (see post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’). I had become very aware that even the alleged centres of excellence in British medicine were unsafe, troubled places which were rotten to the core.

I had also discovered that Brookwood Hospital in Surrey had a terrible safety record. During the year that I lived in Surrey, a Brookwood patient killed himself by firing a nail gun into his head and the press reported that this was ‘not an isolated incident’. I encountered Dr Michael Browne of Brookwood (see post ‘The BMA At The Root Of Another Mystery?’) and concluded that he was as much of a danger to patients as Dafydd was. After I left Surrey, Browne was the centre of a high profile case which involved a prisoner in Wormwood Scrubs who had killed himself. Browne was the prison psychiatrist who had been asked to see the young man by the warders because even they were worried about him. The young man had spent days in his cell in a foetal position crying. He hadn’t eaten and had stopped speaking. Browne had recorded that the young man ‘showed no signs of depression’. Hours after Browne had left the cell stating that the prisoner needed no medical care, the young man killed himself. Browne stated at the inquest that he couldn’t explain why he had recorded on the medical notes that the young man showed no signs of depression.

Michael Browne was not disciplined and the last time that I looked he was still practising. Prof Vincent Marks, my boss at the University of Surrey, had described Browne to me as being ‘very good’ and recommended him. Vincent’s brother was Dr John Marks, the then Chairman/President of the BMA.

Vincent was not a stupid man. He knew that Michael Browne was lethal.

 

In the face of all this, I marvelled that Edwina had been kicked out for stating a fact about the nation’s egg industry. The situation in the DoH in 1988 was far worse that I knew at the time.

I’d be interested to know who it was who served the writ on Edwina and which lawyers they used, there was obviously someone involved who terrified Thatcher’s Gov’t.

 

Everyone who worked in the NHS noticed that the most obvious change during the 80s/90s was the growth – in number, status and income – of the NHS manager. Top Doctors really resented this and routinely made comments about people whom they perceived as complete idiots who at best had poor degrees in arts subjects, when the highest achieving Top Docs had survived medical school and had then completed postgrad training and often a research degree as well. The rise and rise of the NHS manager was of course Thatcher’s response to the excesses of the Top Docs – there needed to be a response, but that was not the right one.

In north Wales, I looked on as Alun Davies, who was once an ‘assistant administrator’, became a ‘business manager’, then acquired grander and grander titles – that could only have existed in the public services – until he became things like ‘Directorate Executive Manager’. Davies acquired no more competence throughout the years but an awful lot more power. This wasn’t simply a result of Davies gaining promotion as a result of his corrupt deals with the paedophile gang – there was a ‘culture change’ which did involve non-clinical managers gaining a lot more clout.

I have a copy of a letter that Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) sent to a senior manager in the mid-80s regarding Davies that was insulting to Davies in the extreme. Francis had become miffed when he found that Davies had told someone that he would ‘chase’ Francis regarding a certain enquiry and Francis fired off a furious letter, reminding everyone that Davies the admin assistant was not going to chase any consultant. Davies wrote a grovelling apology. By the time that Francis took early retirement in the late 1990s Davies and other managers were as rude and insulting to the clinicians whom they did not like as the clinicians were to them. There was all out war between the two groups anyway and the cohort that had a terrible time were junior doctors, who were kicked half to death by consultants as well as by Davies and his mates.

Managerialism won the day. Whereas Top Docs once fell off their chairs laughing at the idea of MBAs, just before I left Bangor University in 2012, the Management Centre was plastered in adverts advising Top Docs that their careers would not go far without an MBA – sadly that is probably true these days – and advising them to sign up for a tailor made Top Docs MBA. Meanwhile patients committed suicide and the clinical outcomes for people in north Wales were for many conditions among the worst in Europe.

Of course I understand that good management is about facilitating people’s work and can be justified. The NHS does not have good management. NHS management is so bad that huge swathes of the private sector simply will not employ former NHS managers. I also know of cases in which managers from other sectors have dipped their toe into the NHS and walked away quickly saying ‘I was not staying there’.

I noticed that when one of those TV series about ‘turning around the NHS’ was screened a few years ago, the hatred between the managers and Top Docs was such that it couldn’t even be hidden for the sake of the cameras. Managers were walking around wearing T shirts which they had made bearing slogans saying ‘how old are they today?’, a reference to their standing joke that the Top Docs carried on like a bunch of three year olds. Meanwhile a Top Doc was interviewed on camera saying ‘I have five degrees. These people have a 2:2 in geography. I am not going to be told what to do by them.’

The two professional groups really do not like each other and the situation is inflamed by the fact that so many of them do live up to their stereotypes – rather dim managerial idiots who have no knowledge of medicine or the human condition, or arrogant pompous Top Docs who indeed think that they are God. Most other people have walked away in despair.

 

Not only did I witness what administrators did on the ground when they metamorphosed into managers but I had a bit of knowledge of a truly extraordinary phenomenon – the development of a University Dept which ran the courses for NHS and social care managers. At Aston University to be precise. The Aston Business School seems to have been a mecca for a very long time if one is an NHS/social services manager. I invite readers to start looking at the CVs of people who run the health and welfare services, even those who have become embroiled in scandal – a great many have gained a business or management qualification from Aston.

Dear old Martin Jones who screwed up so monumentally in every position which he held in the NHS in north Wales left Bangor University in I think 1983, with it is rumoured a Third – marine chemistry I think. There is a Duncan Orme-like gap (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’) in Martin’s CV, which I was told was a result of Martin, like Duncan, failing his accountancy exams. Martin rolled up in Gwynedd Health Authority after that in a junior admin role (people who remember Martin from that time enjoy referring to him as ‘the office boy’). Martin later disappeared from the inner circle of the paedophiles’ friends of north Wales to the West Midlands for a few years where he worked as an NHS manager – and completed a business/management qualification at Aston. Martin then returned to north Wales at a senior level and caused havoc.

Under the glorious dictatorship of Keith Thomson, Martin was the Finance Director of the NW Wales NHS Trust. When Keith resigned as CEO of the Trust in 2005 – a few hours after the High Court in Cardiff ordered him to hand over my medical records or face a contempt hearing and a possible prison sentence – Martin became Acting CEO of the Trust. Martin was Keith’s loyal henchman and had contributed as much to the disaster that was the NW Wales NHS Trust as did Keith. I heard conversations in north Wales along the lines of ‘surely the Welsh Gov’t are not going to let mad Martin became CEO of that Trust?’ Martin did become CEO – allegedly because he remained as Acting CEO for a certain period of time which then meant he automatically became CEO under Welsh NHS rules.

I was told at the time that the Welsh Gov’t took their eye off the ball, that Martin landed the job as CEO by default and that the Welsh Gov’t were seething. Health Minister Edwina Hart was known to loathe Martin and allegedly stated that she would not let him privatise Wales’s NHS. Martin was doing that as well as rather more serious things – Martin was facilitating serious criminal misconduct.

However, it wasn’t Edwina who was Health Minister when Martin nipped in through the back door. It was Dr Brian Gibbons, the good friend of the paedophiles. The Gibbons who was receiving letters from me before Thomson resigned, telling him that I had documentary evidence of serious crime on the part of the NHS and social services in north Wales. Gibbons sent me a letter saying ‘this correspondence is closed’. My very serious complaints were never investigated and I heard no more from Gibbons.

Of course Gibbons knew that Martin was sitting in Thomson’s old chair in the NW Wales NHS Trust. The Trust was being sued constantly, there were scandals and deaths on a regular basis, the bill for agency staff was sending the Trust into near bankruptcy because Martin was running the whole Trust  by using agency and locum staff and patients were writing to the Secretary of State for Wales such was the mismanagement.

Furthermore, although after the High Court case in Cardiff Keith Thomson had appeared in the ‘Daily Post’ stating that he was retiring and would be spending more time with his family, playing golf and ‘doing a bit of management consultancy’, Thomson didn’t retire. He was appointed as the CEO for the Trust which at that time covered Pembrokeshire and west Wales. Gibbons will have made that appointment.

Gibbons knew damn well that two crazed, dangerous paedophiles’ friends who were facilitating serious crime were in the most senior positions in two NHS Trusts in Wales.

There was a longstanding paedophile ring in west Wales which was linked to the ring in north Wales.

My post ‘The Human Stain’ details Gibbons’s links to Ireland and Yorkshire as well as to south and west Wales.

Keith Thomson returned to north Wales after his ‘retirement’ from the NHS in west Wales – he lived in a flat owned by Alun Davies in Colwyn Bay.

When Edwina took over from Gibbons as Health Minister in 2007, she dissolved the NW Wales NHS Trust and how glad everyone was. Sadly at the same time, Edwina thrashed out a ‘no redundancies’ deal and every one of those mad, incompetent criminals who had facilitated a paedophile gang and brought north Wales to its knees was re-employed on their previous salaries in the newly created Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. Martin had a whole new job created for him. Guess what? The Betsi Board was in chaos from it’s inception and it is now a laughing stock which no-one will work for.

There was one senior person from the NW Wales NHS Trust who was not given a role in the new Health Board, Elfed Roberts, the Chairman. So instead Edwina appointed Elfed to a role in the Governance of the Welsh Ambulance Service. Elfed had previously been a senior officer in the North Wales Police who was removed amidst allegations of corruption.

Readers in Wales will have noticed the state of the Welsh Ambulance Service.

This lot were a bunch of crooks who were all in it together. Gibbons was completely on board and was facilitating it and Edwina was colluding, although she loathed Martin et al. Edwina had a previous career in the trade unions, she’ll have spent years concealing the crap that emanated from the organised abuse of vulnerable people in Wales and the associated criminality and she was not able to control the paedophiles’ friends, although she was frequently under attack from them herself. Then there was the big idiot Rhodri, who had spent his whole career keeping schtum about George Thomas, Ron Davies, Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales and the gang in west Wales as well.

I gave some indication in my post ‘The Human Stain’ the depths to which Gibbons and Edwina sunk and the disgrace that they have brought upon Wales. Surely the Lords is the only destination for them now. As well as the anecdotes about Edwina giving out business support grants during her tenure as Minister for the Economy to people whom she had slept with, I have heard people in public life in England making jokes about jobs in the Welsh Assembly being given out on the basis of people shagging Ministers. I know who the person being discussed was – it was Meri Huws, the subject of crude jokes about her being ‘passed around’ after Rhodri had had a go.

Are this lot so stupid that they believe that no-one is aware of these practices?

Gibbons and Edwina received information from me, in confidence, after I trusted them to behave as Ministers should, who could and should have put people in prison. They became accessories by colluding with the criminals.

The Health Minister who succeeded Edwina, Lesley Griffiths, had concealed the organised sexual abuse of children in Wales (see post ‘History Repeats Itself, First As Tragedy, Second As Farce’). The Health Minister who succeeded Lesley Griffiths was Mark Drakeford. Who worked as a social worker in west Wales, whilst a paedophile gang operated there through the social services.

Theresa May is pointing at the Welsh NHS and using it as an example of all that is wrong with the world. Hats off to all of you committed socialists, what a great job you’ve done.

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I don’t know how they all thought that this was going to end, they knew that I had the evidence and was gathering more…

 

To return to the institution which equipped Martin, the ultimate paedophiles’ friend Rhian Huws Williams (see post ‘No One Is Innocent’) and so many others for a life of grime in the NHS and Social Services – Aston University. Brown did his first degree at Aston, and returned there as a lecturer after he completed his PhD at Leicester University. During the mid-1980s, Brown’s dept – the Psychology Dept – was very obviously being deliberately destroyed by the VC, Sir Freddie Crawford, a mate of Thatcher’s. A man called Norman Graham, a former headmaster who still behaved like one and was indeed referred to by the staff as ‘the headmaster’, was installed as Head of Dept who kept telling the psychologists that ‘you must think of yourselves as part of the Business School’, as the Business School expanded and expanded and gradually swallowed the Psychology Dept. Individuals were seriously harassed and one lecturer, Ron Easterby, committed suicide in the mid-1990s. There were many people who took the view that the University had killed Ron Easterby.

It was after 1984 that Freddie Crawford systematically and deliberately destroyed the Psychology Dept at Aston University. Crawford’s assault began after Brown wrote a stiff letter to Dr D.G.E. Wood about events at the Student Health Centre at UCNW (Bangor University) involving Gwynne the lobotomist and me, reminding Wood that patients’ welfare should be his priority, not loyalty to colleagues who are unworthy of that loyalty. Brown also told Wood that altering medical records and lying to patients was not an acceptable way of conducting oneself.

I noticed many years ago that Crawford’s assault on Brown’s colleagues and indeed Brown himself came very soon after that letter, but I didn’t have the info about the links between the paedophile gang in north Wales and similar gangsters in the West Midlands. Neither did I know that Crawford was a leader among white-collar crooks, although I was aware that he was famously ‘Mrs Thatcher’s favourite Vice-Chancellor’.

Dafydd and the paedophiles might have thought that Ron Easterby knew what had happened to me at their hands. For one term when I was a student at Bangor I lodged in Port Dinorwic with a man who had grown up in care and who I am now certain was under attack by the paedophiles. His dog was shot, his house caught fire – twice – and he was completely unable to get anybody to employ him, although he didn’t have a criminal record. His friend’s kept telling me that he was having a lot of ‘bad luck’ and that people didn’t like him because he’d been in care. I now have info that suggests that the paedophiles’ friends had noticed me living at this man’s house, particularly because I was English and used to go in for punkish style clothes and hair at the time.

Whilst I was lodging in Port Dinorwic, one weekend I went down to stay with Brown in Birmingham and we went to a club known as the Arts Lab. We went there because it was showing a film that we wanted to see, but the Arts Lab was a popular venue with transvestites and gender bending people. Ron Easterby’s daughter was there – like us, she’d gone to see the film. As we came out of the club, Ron was there waiting to pick up his daughter and saw us and obviously Brown stopped to chat to him. I had no idea that there was a network of sex trafficking gangsters operating between north Wales and Birmingham who watched everyone all the time. I think it highly likely that someone saw us there and saw Ron and his daughter talking to us and thought that we might have known Ron better than we did.

The harassment of other Aston staff who were not Of The Business School continued and Brown was forced out of his job in July 1995.

It was in July 1995 when Sir Peter Morrison and corrupt civil servant Bing Spear, both of whom were associates of Dafydd and the gang, were found dead and the month that before truly bizarre shenanigans had taken place at the highest echelons of the Welsh Office (see post ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’).

Another notable Welshman is a graduate of Aston Business School – Prof Dylan Jones-Evans, the Tory Party adviser who has now been sacked from nearly every university in Wales (see post ‘News Round-Up, March 20 2017′). Dylan knows what the paedophiles’ friends have been up to – he hated the likes of Meri Huws but knew that the Tories were crawling with paedophiles’ friends as well. Dylan stood for election as the Tory candidate in Aberconwy in 2007 but was unsuccessful – Dylan is not the sort of person to stand as the anti-corruption candidate, he just played the same insane games as everyone else.

Sir Frederick Crawford played a big part in civil life in Birmingham. When he was appointed Chair of the Criminal Cases Review Commission there were objections raised because of his enthusiasm for Freemasonry. Sir Freddie had an off the rails son who was found dead from a heroin overdose in an hotel in Israel. Before he died this young man used to tell people that he could do pretty much anything re drugs n crime and not face prosecution because of who his dad was.

Whilst Sir Freddie was VC, Aston had a lethal student doctor, Philip Cauthery. Cauthery was so negligent with regard to distressed students that Aston had one of the highest suicide rates of any UK university. The students jumped out of the windows of the tower blocks where they were housed – one who lived a few floors above Brown went flying past his window one night and when I went to visit him shortly after the blood stains were still on the place where she had landed – and took overdoses of the anti-depressants which Cauthery dished out in huge quantities. Aston had a very high proportion of overseas students and some of them had relatives living in regimes where family members were tortured, disappeared, assassinated etc. The man allocated for students to talk to in such circumstances was Cauthery…

Cauthery was best known for his sex therapy work. He was on the Editorial Board of Forum magazine – for which Alastair Campbell used to write porn stories. Forum did not feature child porn but it didn’t keep a very close eye on who advertised in the small ads. In 1987 the investigative programme The Cook Report revealed that the small ads were being used by paedophiles to exchange child porn on the European market (see post ‘Apocalypse Now’).

Cauthery set up a sex therapy clinic and an abortion service with Dr Martin Cole. Martin Cole was a geneticist whereas Cauthery was a Top Doctor. Cole produced a sex education film called ‘Growing Up’ which caused a furore among Mary Whitehouse and her mates – Mary also went for Cole’s jugular because she claimed that his sex therapy clinic was a front for prostitution. I know someone who went to that clinic – they did indeed have a relationship with one of the ‘surrogates’ that Cole was famous for using and she had worked in the sex industry. However Cole was not half so damaging to this man as Dafydd and the paedophiles of north Wales had been, which was why he had given up with the NHS and gone to Cole.

Cauthery was never attacked in the press or by Mary Whitehouse in the way that Martin Cole was. I am sure that this was because Cauthery was a Top Doc who will, like Dafydd, have enjoyed the full protection of the medical establishment.

For more info on Cauthery and Coleman, see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’.

Mary Whitehouse was a former teacher from the West Midlands who loved referring to what doctors and psychiatrists had said about adolescents’ mental health and the alleged dangers of sex education/porn etc. That’ll have been the Top Docs like Prof Robert Bluglass who were colluding with Dafydd and the paedophiles.

I have mentioned previously that Dr Colin Berry, a Top Doc from Coventry, was one of those who assisted Bluglass in concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles in 1988-89 (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’). I have missed an obvious link between Berry and others who worked on behalf of Dafydd et al. Berry was from Coventry. Geoffrey Robinson, the very rich Labour MP who’s loan to Peter Mandelson caused Mandy’s first resignation, owned the ‘New Statesman’ when it published Richard Webster’s 2000 article trashing the Gwynedd whistleblower Alison Taylor following the Waterhouse Inquiry (see post ‘Cottaging At Castle Gate’). Robinson has been the Labour MP for Coventry North West since 1976.

Martin Jones, the former CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust who presided over chaos, unlawfully prevented me from accessing NHS treatment and tried to frame me on more than one occasion, had worked in the NHS in Coventry after he left north Wales but before he returned in a senior position.

Numerous children in care from the West Midlands were sent to children’s homes in north Wales. After Tony Francis (Dr X) relocated to north Wales to join Dafydd and the paedophiles, Francis’s former boss Ian Brockington was appointed to a Chair in Birmingham University, to join old Bluglass (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’).

Then there were the links between the notoriously corrupt Freemason-heavy West Midlands Serious Crime Squad who stitched up Ali Khan from Caernarfon in the 1980s and the North Wales Police.

My post ‘Amber Rudd, The Miners’ Strike And A Memory Jogged’ provided details of a family who moved from Birmingham to Anglesey in the early 1980s after rescuing a little girl from ‘cruelty’ in Birmingham. This family showed all the signs of being under attack from Dafydd et al. Dafydd personally began a campaign to try and put their shop out of business, the kids were isolated and marginalised by teachers at Ysgol David Hughes and the father of the family – who had multiple serious health problems – was so badly neglected by the Top Docs that he died in his 50s.

Dafydd and the paedophiles were fully networked into serious organised crime in the West Midlands.

 

Now for more information about the movers and shakers at St George’s Hospital Medical School.

St George’s website makes reference to that shameful episode when it was publicly admitted that the computer programme used to select applicants to the medicine degree was written to systematically disadvantage ethnic minority and female candidates. It got worse. The computer programme had been in use for years and senior academics in St George’s knew that it had been designed to discriminate. St George’s website reminds us all that the programme was the 1979 work of Dr Geoffrey Franglen, so he was the scapegoat for that particular embarrassment. Not only did Franglen not design that programme without anyone else’s knowledge – someone told him to do it – but the website makes reference to the discovery of the discriminatory computer programme in Dec 1986. Now I seem to remember that the scandal didn’t become public until years after Dec 1986 – the shit didn’t hit the fan until the 1990s.

The person who took the credit for blowing the whistle on the Computer Which Said No was the pharmacologist and Top Doctor Joe Collier. Joe Collier had spent his whole career at St George’s and he was fully au fait with the appalling attitudes and practices there. Collier was friends with the society fuckwit Dr Cathy Wilson, who was a mate of Geoffrey Chamberlain’s and the root of many problems in the Obs and Gynae Dept. Collier liked to align himself with radical causes – I could imagine him being mates with Michael Mansfield, he seemed to move in such circles – and he was probably delighted to expose Racism and Sexism. Which is a real laugh, because Joe was described to me by one of his colleagues as ‘an arsehole’. Not that the judgement of that particular person could always be relied upon, but I remember Cathy Wilson getting very angry with Joe Collier after interviewing med school candidates with him because he was aggressive and discriminatory towards the girls who hadn’t come from independent schools in London. Cathy talked about a girl from Yorkshire whom she claimed had been chewed up and spat out by Joe and was denied a place to do medicine despite being very much better qualified that others who were given places. The girl’s crime was to have not defended a feminist position – in Joe’s eyes at least – in her interview.

Nice one Joe! A middle aged white man who has kept quiet about his colleagues running a sex trafficking ring stops a girl from getting into medicine because she’s not a feminist. Joe Collier And His Radical Conscience.

Joe Collier worked in the Pharmacology Dept at St George’s. In 1989 one of the PhD students in Joe’s Dept was Mark Roy, who had previously been employed as a psychiatric nurse in the Reaside Clinic, which was Prof Robert Bluglass’s empire. Mark Roy admitted to me that some wards in the Reaside Clinic were appalling, but Bluglass ensured that no-one saw those wards. For info on Mark Roy’s career among yet more paedophiles’ friends after he left St George’s, see post ‘An Appalling Vista’.

 

The elephant in the room as far as the row regarding the Computer Saying No at St George’s was that St George’s accepted far, far many more ethnic minority candidates (and I think more women as well) than any other medical school in the UK. St George’s was known for being so positive towards ethnic minority candidates that they were encouraged to apply there by schools, careers teachers etc. So what were the other medical schools doing as part of their admissions process and why was this never mentioned?

Then there were the Top Docs who mentioned that you could tell that St George’s wasn’t what it should be by the number of ethnic minority students that they were ‘letting in’.

There was also that student at UCNW whom the sex trafficking GP Dr D.G.E. Wood knew who’s uncle was the Professor of Surgery at St George’s who in 1984 was guaranteed a place at St George’s as a mature student…

 

Between 1971-82 the Dean of St George’s was Robert Lowe, so he had something to do with the Computer Saying No. The Computer Said No throughout the tenure of the next Dean as well, Richard J. West, who was Dean until 1987. Richard J. West was Dean when the time bomb went off which was Prof Oliver Brooke and his enormous collection of child porn stashed on medical school premises. Brooke was jailed in 1986 but was out again in 1987 thanks to Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane. There is no trace of Richard J. West on the internet or indeed Robert Lowe, so obviously the world needed to forget about them. I have no idea if West disappeared from St George’s in 1987 because of Ollie and his kiddie porn and contacts with paedophiles in Europe, but in 1988 Professor Sir William Asscher arrived. Not only did the Computer Continue To Say No after Asscher arrived, but the rest of the paedophile ring of which Brooke had been a member remained in business and Asscher’s colleagues at St George’s continued to conceal their crimes and colluded with them and their mates, including Dafydd and the paedophiles of north Wales .

My post ‘Enter Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’ details some of the evidence in my possession demonstrating that Top Docs at St George’s and Springfield (the associated mental health unit) knew that Dafydd was sexually exploiting patients and they believed that Tony Francis was as well. Nonetheless the very same people were in phone contact with Dafydd, Tony Francis and Lucille Hughes and dutifully recorded that I was ‘extremely dangerous’ and had ‘broken into’ Dafydd’s office ‘such that he thought that he was going to be killed there and then’ because Dafydd had told them this.

Dafydd, please do tell me – when did all this happen????

Dafydd’s mate from the Maudsley, Dr Paul Bowden – who had co-authored with Bluglass – was also called upon to refuse to treat me and declare me dangerous.

Meet Professor Nigel Eastman of St George’s:

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Who is a friend of St Helena Kennedy:

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St Helena is married to a Top Doc herself!

St Helena is a colleague of Mike Mansfield of the Proletariat:

 

Mike went to Keele University – where so many paedophiles’ friends and indeed paedophiles themselves worked/studied (see post ‘The Human Stain’) – and was Secretary of Keele Students’ Union. Mansfield was called to the Bar at Gray’s Inn in 1967 and was elected as a bencher of Gray’s Inn in 2007.

Sir William Mars-Jones – a good friend of Dafydd, the paedophiles and Ronnie Waterhouse, was President of UCNW when the staff were running the sex trafficking ring with Dafydd – was a leading light in Gray’s Inn.

Michael Mansfield’s art teacher was Sir Kyffin Williams. Kyffin was an artist who came from Anglesey, spent some time when he was younger in England and then returned to Anglesey where he spent the rest of his life. Kyffin was considered part of high society in north Wales and was greatly toadied to by the paedophiles’ friends.

Dafydd Iwan used one of Kyffin’s paintings as the basis for an album cover:

 

Bangor University has an extensive collection of Kyffin’s paintings.

Other artists in north Wales don’t seem to like Kyffin very much. They all say the same thing – that the only reason he became so well-known is that he was rich enough to establish his own gallery and not need to live by his work. One north Wales artist who had a particular bee in his bonnet about Sir Kyffin maintains that the echelons of the art world which Kyffin moved in was all about ‘cocaine and champagne’ and that there was a great deal of pursuit of young boys on the part of older gay artists.

Sir Kyffin died in Sept 2006. He never married and had no heirs.

 

Cheers Professor Bluglass, let’s raise a glass to remember Kyffin!

Old Warwickians - 1940s-1960s School House Dinner

 

 

Letters from Dr Robin Jacobson to Nigel Eastman about the dangerous nutter that is me didn’t only just flag up that Dafydd was a colleague of Dr Bob Hobson at the Maudsley (see post ‘The Mentor’), but for some reason Jacobson told Eastman that Dafydd is ‘in his late fifties or early sixties’. This is a rather unusual piece of information to note about a colleague – I suspect that Bob Hobson’s lot of Dafydd’s generation at the Maudsley were known to be shagging the patients or doing other things that they shouldn’t have been and the mentioning of Dafydd’s age was the hidden signal to Eastman…

 

It was on Asscher’s watch that my former boss Malcolm Pearce was struck off for research fraud in June 1995. The BMJ dated 17 June 1995 stated that Pearce was found guilty ‘last week’. ‘That week’ was just two weeks before all that fancy footwork at the Welsh Office which saw David Hunt return as Welsh Secretary for just a few days before Hague was appointed (see post ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’). The fancy footwork spanned the days when a veil was drawn over the details of Dafydd’s retirement and the fact that the North Wales Hospital had not closed down, contrary to what the general public were told.

In the following month, July 1995, Bing Spear and Sir Peter Morrison were found dead within four days of each other – both people who if they squealed could have put a lot of other people in prison for years and caused embarrassment to a great many others – and Brown was forced out of his job at Aston University (see post ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’).

During the summer of 1995, Sir Ronnie Waterhouse was conducting his farewell tour of Wales, dining with all those who had facilitated the abuse of children in Wales into which Ronnie would soon be holding an inquiry, but of course Ronnie or indeed no-one else knew that.

Pearce was struck off, but his colleague Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain who had been involved in the same fraud and had co-authored the paper of lies was not even disciplined. He gave evidence against Malcolm and Malcolm took the rap for everything. The President of the GMC when Malcolm was struck off but Chamberlain was left free to practice was Robert Kilpatrick. Kilpatrick was Dean of Leicester Medical School, 1975-89, during which time another associate of Dafydd and the paedophiles, Dr James Earp, a forensic psychiatrist in Leicester who was involved with Leicester Medical School, concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al (see post ‘An Expert From England’). At that time social worker Frank Beck was sexually abusing kids in care in Leicestershire and there is considerable evidence that Beck’s mate Lord Greville Janner was as well.

Kilpatrick was given a peerage in 1996, the year in which Hague announced the Waterhouse Inquiry.

 

Chamberlain was concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Pearce might have been as well, but Chamberlain went back further and had bigger and better mates than Malcolm. Chamberlain came from south Wales. His dad was Secretary to the Lord Mayor of Cardiff and when Chamberlain retired from the NHS in 2000 he was given a lecturing job at Swansea University, domain of Rhodri Morgan, who had concealed the child molesting of George Thomas, which Chamberlain would have known about.

The molesting ways of George Thomas were known about and concealed by the Top Docs of Cardiff, one of whom was Sir William Asscher. Asscher qualified in London but went to Cardiff in the mid-1960s. He became the Professor of Medicine at Cardiff in 1976. Asscher knew about Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales as well. Asscher was involved in medical charidee work, as was George Thomas.  In June 1990, whilst I was working at St George’s, Gwilym Jones, a Tory MP and Minister in the Welsh Office who was one concealing the wrongdoing of Dafydd and the paedophiles, held a promotion event at Parliament for the charidee which Asscher founded – Gwilym Jones was Vice-President of the charidee in question. The charidee event received the support of David Hunt the then Welsh Secretary and indeed ‘all Welsh members’ (see post ‘The Paedophiles’ Friends Of Cardiff North’).

Asscher was not appointed Dean at St George’s to clean up post-Brooke – he was appointed because he was a safe pair of hands who was going to keep the lid on Brooke’s mates who were all still at St George’s. Asscher stepped down as Dean/Principal in 1996 – the year that Hague announced the Waterhouse Inquiry.

Asscher may well have utilised one of the networks that Greville Janner and Leo Abse, George Thomas’s friend and protector – who stood accused of child abuse himself – used, the Jewish network in south Wales and across the UK. I do not for one minute believe that Jewish people are any more likely to be child molesters than anyone else, but Dafydd and the paedophiles used all available professional networks to protect themselves – even feminist activist networks. It wasn’t just the Freemasons who were used – St Helena Kennedy is not a Freemason, she is a feminist lawyer.

Sir Adolf William Asscher – his full name but he didn’t publicise that for obvious reasons – was born in the Netherlands to a Jewish family. His family were taken to the Westerbork transit camp – the camp to which Ann Frank and her family were taken – and were under threat of being transported to a concentration camp. Asscher’s mother fabricated claims that the family were of English descent and even pointed to Adolf’s blond hair as back-up. In 1943 they were released and they left the Netherlands in 1947.

Leo Abse was from a Jewish medical/legal family and was networked within the Jewish community. Leo Abse’s brother Danny Abse was a Top Doctor well plugged into Top Docs networks in south Wales and London. Greville Janner was born in Cardiff and lived in south Wales until he was 11 yrs old. His father Barnett Janner was a Lithuanian who’s family moved to south Wales when Barnett was nine months old. Barnett went to what later became Cardiff University and established a solicitor’s practice in Cardiff. He lived in south Wales until 1929. In 1947 Barnett Janner became the MP for Leicester North West, the seat to which Greville Janner succeeded in 1970. Both Barnett and Greville Janner were active in the Jewish community, holding many high profile positions.

When Greville Janner was named as a child molester by Geoffrey Dickens MP in the 1980s, Janner accused him of anti-semitism. It is an easy charge to make and of course it could be true. The first time that I saw Janner named as a child abuser was on a fascist website. The accusation was accompanied by so much ludicrous facist propaganda and crazed theories about Jewish conspiracies and just about every prominent Jewish person in the country was named as a child molester on this site so I simply ignored it. It was only later that I realised that there had been a mountain of evidence against Janner and that Dickens was in no way anti-semitic…

 

After Asscher went off into the sunset in 1996, it looks as though St George’s continued with its tradition of appointing safe pairs of hands who steered the ship through the potentially choppy waters which were the years of the Waterhouse Inquiry.

 

Sir Robert David Hugh Boyd was Dean/Principal of St George’s, 1996-03. He was another paediatrician ! You’d have thought they’d have learnt wouldn’t you. Furthermore, from 1989-93 Boyd was Dean of the Medical School and Professor of Paediatrics at Manchester University. Which not long previously had hosted Tony Francis, Sadie Francis and Dafydd’s mate Bob Hobson.

Not only that, but the unhinged Dr Tony Roberts – the Top Doctor at Hergest who diagnosed borderline personality disorders in everyone and maintained that it was their choice as to whether they killed themselves or not and who presided over the highest suicide rate among his patients of anywhere in England or Wales except for Camden – graduated from Manchester in the mid-1980s and made his way to the North Wales Hospital Denbigh for work.

It was with regard to my complaint about Tony Roberts in 2002 that a forged letter purporting to have been written by me was found in the possession of the GMC (see post ‘The General Medical Council And Yet Another Forged Document’). Roberts was involved in the attempt to frame me for ‘threatening to kill Alun Davies’ in 2002, on the basis of the perjury of numerous Angels from the Hergest Unit and of course Davies himself. The case collapsed, but I discovered years later that days after the case collapsed, the PNC had been unlawfully amended – twice – to show crimes against my record of which I had not been convicted and furthermore a forged certificate of indictment was found in the possession of Chester Court, stating that I had pleaded guilty to ‘violent disorder’ at Caernarfon Crown Court. I haven’t ever been charged with ‘violent disorder’.

Robert Kehoe, the ‘expert witness’ who lied about both Brown and me in his farcical report some two years after the ‘threats to kill’ case collapsed (see post ‘An Expert In Resistant Service Users’), was the business partner of a man who had professional links to Manchester University and to Tony Roberts. It was this man who had recommended Robert Kehoe to my lawyers.

Robert Boyd was Chair of the Manchester Heath Authority, 1993-96. The mental health services in Manchester were in a very ropey state by then and eventually imploded (see post ‘The Mentor’). So obviously Robert Boyd was the choice to lead St George’s when Adolf waved them a fond farewell. Boyd was Pro-Vice-Chancellor of the University of London from 2000-03.

Boyd was subsequently appointed Head of Research for Greater Manchester NHS.

My post ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’ described how I was allocated a ‘community worker’ by Gwynedd Health Authority in 1997, after there was an attempt to frame me on the back of the perjury of Angel Bridget Lloyd and my key worker had been ordered not to communicate with me after he raised concerns about my treatment at the hands of the mental health services. The community worker was an Angel, Dave Reader, who was introduced to me as being an Angel who had just arrived in north Wales to do his PhD. I discovered a few days ago that Dave Reader was no such thing, he was an Angel with many years experience and had joined the paedophiles’ friends of north Wales in 1992. Before that he had been a paedophiles’ friend working at St George’s – under Sir Adolph Asscher’s regime.

Reader studied for a BSc with Manchester University, 1994-97 – although he had by then been qualified for ten years and already had a degree. Reader also took a Diploma in Psychosocial Interventions in Psychosis at Manchester in the 1990s. Reader’s friend and colleague Dr Mike Jackson from north Wales not only developed and popularised psychosocial interventions in psychosis but admitted to me that they don’t work.

Dave Reader has called in on many institutions run by the paedophiles’ friends during his career.

 

Robert Boyd is the son of James Dixon Boyd, who was the Professor of Anatomy at Cambridge University, 1951-68. So he probably knew Trumpers (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’).

So somebody in London University wanted Asscher in the most senior post at St George’s in 1988. The VC of London University at the time was Lord Brian Flowers, a paedophiles’ friend who came from and went to school in Swansea (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’). Flowers spent many years at Imperial College and was Rector, 1973-85, working among the wrongdoing. Flowers was VC of London University, 1985-90. Flowers was a member of the Council of the Royal Postgraduate Medical School and Vice-Chairman, 1990-97. So Flowers presided over the research fraud and misconduct that I witnessed at Hammersmith Hospital/RPMS and at St George’s. Flowers was VC whilst St George’s concealed the paedophile ring on their doorstep in south London, as well as the criminality of Dafydd et al in north Wales.

Flowers will have hand-picked Adolf for the job at St George’s.

When Geoffrey Chamberlain retired from St George’s in 2000, after being involved in research fraud and concealing the paedophile gangs, he took up a lecturing job at Swansea University.

 

Here’s the VC of London University who presided over research fraud, the awarding of degrees and jobs in return for sexual favours and of course ran an institution which facilitated and concealed a paedophile gang and serious organised crime, with an admirer:

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Between 1994 and 2001, Flowers was Chancellor of the University of Manchester.

Flowers was a physicist who was a member of the Atomic Energy Authority, 1971-81. He was just the sort of person that you want involved with such matters wasn’t he. For details of Flowers’s numerous other roles, some on ethics committees, see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’.

Events at St George’s before Adolf arrived were every bit as interesting as the events were once he kissed the tarmac there.

 

Richard J. West, the Dean who preceded Asscher, obviously presided over interesting times as did the Dean before him, Robert Lowe, who was in post 1971-82. I cannot find anything online about these two which is very odd because Top Doctors love splashing their details everywhere and their friends do it for them after they die.

 

Something very momentous indeed went on at St George’s in the late 60s/early 70s. In 1980, St George’s relocated to a brand new building in Tooting. Before that it had been located at Hyde Park Corner since its inception in 1733. St George’s was originally built as a result of a trust donated by the Duke of Westminster. So there was a strong relationship – of a shamelessly toadying kind – between St George’s and High Society. Even in the late 1980s, staff at St George’s would wistfully remember their days in the ‘old hospital’ at Hyde Park Corner and how wonderful it was. Some of that lot really did not want to move to the mean streets of Tooting, even if it meant brand new labs. Bits of the Hyde Park Corner building had been taken across London and re-installed at Tooting so that people could remember the glorious past.

Ken Clarke explains in his autobiography ‘A Kind Of Blue’ that Thatcher’s Gov’t fell out with the Duke of Westminster, Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor, in a big way after St George’s relocated to Tooting in 1980 and the Hyde Park Corner site was vacated. According to Ken, Ken Clarke wanted to flog the old St George’s Hyde Park Corner and keep the dosh to reinvest in the NHS  – the Hyde Park Corner site in Knightsbridge was worth a bomb. Grosvenor was demanding the land back on the grounds that his ancestors had donated it so he was now reclaiming it. Ken tells us in his book that Thatch was indeed going to hand the land back to Grosvenor, but Ken was horrified at this free gift to one of the richest men in the country. Ken touchingly speculates in his book that perhaps Thatcher had a respect for the aristocracy and had trouble saying no to them. Er, no. Thatch was shamelessly nouveau riche, she insulted gentlemen, she did not hold with giving them billions of pounds on a plate. Thatch may just have had more difficulty than usual with the Duke, what with him being a friend of Prince Charles.

An added complications were that the Duke was President of the City of Chester Conservative Association. The MP for Chester was Sir Peter Morrison, who was abusing kids in care in north Wales and who’s sister Dame Mary was Woman-of-the-Bedchamber to HM the Queen.

This is the man upon whom this house of cards was built:

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

And this was/is his partner in crime:

Lucille Hughes

 

It is incredible isn’t it.

From what I can work out from Ken’s book, the battle between Thatch and the Duke of Westminster over a great deal of dosh was taking place whilst I was working at St George’s!

Ken’s book states that the Gov’t did not hand the dosh to the Duke, although Ken doesn’t explain how Thatch and he won that particular battle with the Royal Family. Probably because she didn’t. The Duke of Westminster took the option of buying the Hyde Park Corner building off the Gov’t for £6000k, the value of the building in the 19th century.

This is what Prince Charles’s friend got for six grand:

The Lanesborough Hotel
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The St George’s Hyde Park Corner building is now the 5* Lanesborough Hotel. In 2015 it was said to be the most expensive hotel in London and it has Michelin stars.

 

It’s incredible what deals can be struck if murders have gone uninvestigated, as well as paedophile gangs with members who are Tory MPs with sisters as courtiers.

Most of the victims of the paedophile ring of which Peter Morrison was a member were subsequently found dead, so presumably they never shared in the good fortune once St George’s had relocated to Tooting.

Sir Peter Morrison was knighted by HM Lilibet in Feb 1991, which was when I was sitting in Springfield Hospital (the mental health unit linked to St George’s), having been forced out of my job, facing possible imprisonment on the basis of the perjury of Tony and Sadie Francis, whilst the Top Docs of Springfield and St George’s personally negotiated with Dafydd, Francis and Lucille Hughes without my knowledge.

In 1991 the North Wales Police launched the first investigation into the abuse of children in care in north Wales. The Chief Constable of North Wales, David Owen, refused to co-operate with the investigation. In 1993 the North Wales Police closed the investigation and declared that there was no evidence of a paedophile ring in north Wales.

The former colleagues of Dafydd – considering what a bunch of mediocre meatheads they were – all found pretty nice little numbers for themselves in the years after I was forced out of St George’s, as did their children. One of the daughters of an Angel who worked for Dafydd, a man whom his colleagues nicknamed Davey Crockett, was given a job as a senior social worker in the Office of the Children’s Commissioner for Wales! The Children’s Commissioner was established as a result of Ronnie Waterhouse’s recommendations. Wales leads the way in children’s safety.

 

Here’s where the bodies of the disappeared are buried:

  • North Wales Hospital, Denbigh - County Asylums

‘We didn’t know.’

Oh yes you did.

 

I think that my life must have stopped when I was in my 20s when I was transported into a Lyndsay Anderson film in 1973.

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Some of the people who know something about the reasons why Thatch flogged a piece of Knightsbridge worth millions to Charles’s friend for a bit of loose change who have not yet been named on this blog are:

Huw Griffiths, the incompetent solicitor who used to work in Bangor in the 1990s. Huw is the twin brother of the equally incompetent Aled Griffiths and they are the siblings of Gwenan Carrington, the former Director of Gwynedd Social Services. Aled and Gwenan have been named here previously.

Ceridwen Morgan. Ceridwen’s mum was the legendary Mrs Morgan, who worked in the Zoology Dept in UCNW, whilst the sex traffickers ran the institution. Ceridwen will know something – she was a young adult when it was all happening.

Mrs Morgan had an affair with Professor Lacey in the Plant Biology Dept. Two members of staff in Plant Biology were married to members of the sex trafficking ring. Ralph Oxley was married to Isobel Hargreaves, a social worker for Gwynedd County Council. Chris Wood was married to Dr D.G.E. Wood. Everyone who worked in Plant Biology knew something. Many of them are dead now but those still alive include Dr Dave Shaw, Dr Richard Shattock and a technician called Geraint. There was also a technician called Lynn who worked there for years.

Dr Kieran Lynch. Dr Lynch was a Top Doc working in the North Wales Hospital when Mary Wynch was illegally imprisoned there. Dr Lynch is Irish, he might well have a link to Gangster Gibbons. Gangster Gibbons arrived in Wales in Dafydd’s heyday…

Dr Eifiona Thomas Lane, who is hiding in the bowels of Bangor University after spending years in the comfortable surroundings of Coleg Normal, along with so many other paedophiles’ friends.  I think that Eifiona might be married to a Top Doctor from Penrhyndeudraeth, in which case he’ll be able to point to the burial sites at Denbigh.

The appalling Dr Giles Harborne, a former colleague of Dafydd’s who also worked at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. I have mentioned Giles before, but I see that he is now on the ‘professional panel’ of the charidee Hafal, along with that other faithful paedophiles’ friend Lord Alex Carlile. Hafal has gone into partnership with CAIS and now provides ‘service user involvement’ services across north Wales. The Welsh Gov’t gave Dafydd and Lucille one and a half million quid for that scam.

Muriel Evans, a secretary in the School of English at Bangor University – she might have retired by now. Muriel was there when the paedophile gang ruined the lecturer Dave Nunn, who later disappeared from north Wales after telling some Top Docs that he’d read some ludicrous documents that Dafydd had compiled about me and presented to Liverpool High Court.

Muriel is married to Edward Evans, who worked as a technician in the Zoology Dept for years but ended up in HR. When Edward used to see me around he used to cheerily say ‘you’ll write your autobiography one day won’t you, we know you will’. Well Ed, I’ve done it. My original plan was to only name Dafydd and those directly responsible for the horrors, but then I found out how many people had gained jobs and promotions as a result of doing deals to keep quiet about what had happened to me, received money to perjure themselves or do other disgusting things, plagiarised my work, knowingly spread rumours about me etc etc. But most of all I’ve named everyone because you all swore blind that you knew nothing whilst a bunch of gangsters tried to murder me because of what I witnessed 30 years ago…

 

To return to the big umbrella at St George’s. I wondered who ever pushed the idea that St George’s should relocate to Tooting. The construction of the Tooting building began in the early 1970s. By 1976 the medical school had transferred to the Tooting site, along with part of the hospital and the Hyde Park Corner site finally closed its doors as a hospital in 1980. I presume that the movers and shakers behind the planning to move St George’s to Tooting were those in positions of responsibility in the mid-late 60s.

When the idea was mooted, Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor’s father will have been the Duke of Westminster. That was Robert Grosvenor, the 5th Duke of Westminster. In the 1970s, he was the richest man in Britain.

The 5th Duke went to Eton, followed a career in the British Army and between 1955-64 was the MP for Fermanagh and South Tyrone. He was responsible for the Adoption Act 1964, an Act that some unscrupulous people had a great deal of fun with…Just ask Dafydd and Lucille.

Robert Grosvenor was a member of the Lords, 1967-79, but he never spoke in the Lords. He was Lord Lieutenant of Fermanagh, 1977-79.

The Grosvenor family seat is in Cheshire, but Robert Grosvenor spent most of his life living at Ely Lodge, Enniskillen, which was where his son Gerald spent his early years.

Robert Grosvenor will have known whatever it was that was going on at Kincora Boys’ Home that the British Gov’t were so desperate to keep secret.

Somehow Grosvenor must have been persuaded to agree that St George’s would relocate to Tooting. The Gov’t at the time will have been Harold Wilson’s.

 

The VC of London University, 1967-69, was Sir Owen Saunders. Saunders was a mathematician and engineer who spent most of his career at Imperial College and seems to have been the reason why Imperial thrived and expanded enormously during the middle years of the 20th century.

Saunders was born in Streatham, went to Birkbeck and then to Trinity College, Cambridge. At Imperial College Saunders served as Professor and Head of the Mechanical Engineering Department, Dean of the City and Guilds College, Pro-Rector and, following the death of Sir Patrick Linstead in 1966, Acting Rector and then Rector of Imperial. At London University Saunders served in many capacities. He was Chairman of the Academic Council and was appointed Vice-Chancellor following his retirement from Imperial College in 1967. Yet Saunders only remained VC of London University until 1969. After that he was Chairman of the Board of Governors of the Royal Holloway College and he presided over the merging of that college with Bedford College to form the Royal Holloway and Bedford New College.

Saunders was the man responsible for the reorganisation of London University which led to increased devolution of responsibility to the constituent colleges of London University in the Seventies.

There are descriptions of the miracle that Saunders performed at Imperial, of how people began flocking to work there and of the expansionist building programme which effectively created a whole new college at the forefront of teaching and research. Saunders’s obituaries mention that ‘throughout’ it all, ‘there was close co-operation with industry and government laboratories’.

Saunders is described as having ‘moved quietly, almost mysteriously’. On one occasion he invited the staff ‘to a display of conjuring in one of the old lecture theatres. It was the cat rather than the rabbit let out of the bag when we discovered that the Professor was a member of the Magic Circle. Someone whispered, ‘So that is how he does it,’ and we knew what he meant’.

Greville Janner was a member of the Magic Circle.

I suspect that Saunders’s success was nothing to do with his abilities to perform conjuring tricks with animals, although his membership of the Magic Circle may have been very useful. Most people who achieve great things in the sort of institution that London University was and is do so by gaining knowledge of events that powerful people are desperate to keep quiet and then by doing the bidding of those people. As Robert Bluglass can testify.

A dungeon Blugass, with the victims of a paedophile ring illegally imprisoned there – a paedophile ring which numbered among its members a friend of the Prime Minister who was also the brother of Lilibet’s Woman-of-the-Bedchamber. Do you think that you’ll be able to get out of this one then Bluglass?

 

Owen Saunders was educated at Emanuel School, Wandsworth and at Birkbeck College, London University and Trinity College, Cambridge.

Saunders worked with many influential people and was in a position to gain knowledge of much sensitive material, particularly because he worked for the Civil Service as well as in academia. At Trinity College his tutor was Frank Dykes, the pioneer of the Engineering Department at Cambridge.  From Cambridge, Saunders moved to the Fuel Research Station at Greenwich where he met Dr Margaret Fishenden, who had worked with Ernest Rutherford. Saunders had a Civil Service contract that allowed him to move between establishments and colleges and libraries. As a result, Saunders was ‘spotted’ by Professor C.H. Lander (whom he later succeeded at City and Guilds College) and Fishenden followed him. Their research student, Hugh Ford, succeeded Saunders to the Chair and Headship of Mechanical Engineering in Imperial College almost 30 years later.

Early in WWII at Imperial College, ‘almost certainly under the influence of Sir Henry Tizard, then Rector of Imperial College’, Saunders was involved with work on the performance of aircraft piston engines at high altitude. He developed improvements for aircraft engines in aerial combat. Then Saunders was closely associated with Sir Frank Whittle at Power Jets and with Hayne Constant at the Royal Aircraft Establishment Farnborough. Saunders worked on the industrial applications of gas turbines with support from the Ministry of Fuel and Power and from the British Shipbuilders Research Association.

Saunders worked for numerous Gov’t committees – so many that his colleagues couldn’t work out how he actually did all the work that it was claimed he undertook for them. Saunders served on the Aeronautical Research Council for six years, as Chairman of the Propulsion Standing Committee for nine years and he was the first Chairman of the Rockets Committee. For the Admiralty he served in the Marine Propulsion Committee and was Chairman of the Panel for Special Propulsions Systems for Submarines. He was a consultant to the Engineer in Chief and a member of the Committee on Naval Engineering Establishments. He worked with the Department of Scientific and Industrial Research on the steering committee of the National Engineering Laboratory from its formation. He served on the Fielden Committee on Engineering Design.

So Saunders was involved with the Admiralty and associated organisations and people. The Admiralty which contained those very senior officers that featured in my post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’ such as Lord Louis Mountbatten and Sir Alec Bingley, who were the subject of allegations of child abuse themselves and/or were friends and colleagues of those who were and/or those who concealed child abuse and the associated very serious wrongdoing. The Admiralty was the site of the John Vassall Spy Scandal in the early 1960s (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’).

 

The problem with naughtiness in high places involving crime, spies and Royal personages is what unscrupulous people do if they find out about it. For example, a mad old psychiatrist in north Wales or a less mad but ruthless English engineer who fancies creating a vast world-leading empire out of Imperial College.

 

Owen Saunders was a member of the Ronan Point inquiry in 1968, sitting for many days with Lord Griffiths and Sir Alfred Pugsley. It was claimed that Saunders was so concerned at the possible hazards of a domestic gas explosion in a high-rise building that he pressed for action even before the official report was produced…

Saunders continued to exert influence long after he had stepped down from positions of responsibility, via his former students. His last research student had been Professor Peter Richardson who was then at Brown University. Richardson had just been elected into the Fellowship of the Royal Society and Imperial College had taken the decision to merge with St Mary’s Hospital Medical School, a decision Saunders ‘warmly welcomed’.

St Mary’s Hospital is the hospital containing Lindo Wing, the favoured location for Royal Births…

 

Owen Saunders probably wasn’t the sort of man who was particularly interested in democratising medical schools, expanding medical education or relocating a bunch of vile elitist Top Doctors from their paradise at Hyde Park Corner to Tooting, but Harold Wilson was interested in those things. Information about Harold suggests that he didn’t implement such policies because he had principles, but because he knew that they would be vote winners after the scandals involving the Toffs, such as Profumo, Vassall and the Spies in the Admiralty etc.

 

Harold of the Proles got on very well with HM the Queen, so well that when Harold was linked to matters such as Lord Kagan’s corruption, the Lavender List and Marcia Falkender et al, the Queen’s judgement of character was questioned – ‘she was friends with Wilson and he was a bloody crook!’. Then it was revealed that Lilibet’s art historian Anthony Blunt was a double agent for the Ruskies… No-one knew about Charles’s deep and meaningful friendship with Savile in those days or HM the Queen Mother’s loyal servant Backstairs Billy – satirised in Viz as Backdoor Bobby – being infected with HIV or indeed what Dame Mary Morrison’s brother was doing to boys in the children’s homes in north Wales…

 

Mike Mansfield is a Republican!

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones is a staunch Welsh patriot who only has the interests of his Welsh speaking patients at heart!

Tony Blair is a pretty straight kind of guy!

Tariq Ali is a revolutionary Marxist!

 

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The Dean of St George’s whilst the move from Hyde Park Corner to Tooting was planned was Alastair Hunter, who was Dean between 1956-71. Hunter was Vice-President of the University of London, 1974-75.

Alastair Hunter came from a medical family. His father was a GP in Sussex and he was educated at Winchester and Trinity College, Cambridge, before going on to St George’s Hospital, from where he qualified in 1933.

Hunter rose through the ranks at St George’s, worked at the London Hospital and then went to the Far East as a medical specialist in the RAMC. He returned to St George’s in 1947 to set up the cardiac department. He continued to practice medicine and cardiology during the whole of his long career at St George’s, but ‘also became increasingly involved in the vast transition which that hospital and its associated medical school were about to experience and was, in fact, one of the formative figures responsible for those changes’. He and others ‘had the vision in the early 1950s’, to see that the teaching hospital would be better placed in the centre of an ordinary population rather than at Hyde Park Corner and they set in train the events which led to the development of school and hospital at Tooting.

Hunter’s obituarist stated that as Dean of St George’s ‘He knew all the students, their strengths and weaknesses and knew too how to recognize and bring out their latent attributes. His judgement of people was phenomenally precise, and appointments committees usually had the good sense to follow his lead…On the larger scale, he steered the school through some of the biggest changes in its history and set it on the course towards the large independent medical school which it has now become’.

Hunter became an important influence beyond St George’s, especially in the University of London. He was a member of the Senate and the Academic Council, and he became Chairman of the Conference of Metropolitan Deans. At the College, Hunter served as Assistant Registrar (1950-57), Censor (1971-73) and Vice-President and Senior Censor (1974-75).

Hunter was interested in modern painting and owned a notable collection. He was involved with the Fitzwilliam Museum, Cambridge, which ‘benefited from his guidance and his generosity’.

Alastair Hunter continued an active working life after retirement, helped to plan the Cambridge clinical school and advised the Association of Commonwealth Universities.

Alastair was unmarried.

 

Sir Owen Saunders was succeeded as VC of London University by Professor Sir Brian Windeyer, who was VC between 1969-72. Windeyer was Professor of Therapeutic Radiology at the Middlesex Hospital Medical School, 1942-69 and Dean of the School, 1954-67.

Gwynne the lobotomist was an alumnus of the Middlesex Hospital Medical School – he was a student there whilst Windeyer worked there – and was protected by that institution throughout his career of crime. So one of Gwynne’s umbrella’s was appointed as the VC of London University the year after John Allen established the Bryn Alyn Community, which was the centre of the sex trafficking gang facilitated by Dafydd and Gwynne.

Windeyer was born in Australia, the youngest of seven children of Mabel Fuller Robinson (1864–1956), an orphan emigrant from London to Australia at the age of 18. In 1891 she married Richard Windeyer, a barrister, the son of Sir William Charles Windeyer, a well known Australian judge. Richard Windeyer acted as a Supreme Court judge, Nov 1936-37 and was counsel in the Australian Newspaper Proprietors’ Association’s successful case against Arthur Calwell’s censorship laws during WWII. Richard Windeyer stood as an independent Australian People’s Party candidate in the 1929 federal election. He lectured at the University of Sydney, 1935-44.

Brian Windeyer studied medicine at the University of Sydney, qualifying in 1927. After time at Royal Prince Alfred Hospital Sydney, he worked at the Fondation Curie in Paris, 1929–30. He obtained a Diploma in Medical Radiology and Electrology 1933 at Cambridge University and also obtained FRCS at the University of Edinburgh. In 1931 he became radium officer at the Middlesex Hospital and officer in charge of the Meyerstein Institute of Radiotherapy, formed in 1936. In World War II Windmeyer was Director in the emergency medical service of Mount Vernon Hospital in Northwood, Middlesex. In 1942 he became the first Professor of Therapeutic Radiology at the Middlesex.

So Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends were bombproof in Australia as well. Could that have been why the terrible abuse experienced by the kids from the UK who were sent as child migrants to Australia throughout the 50s, 60s and into the 70s received no publicity for so long? The Councils and Boroughs which sent those kids to Australia were also sending kids to children’s homes in north Wales.

 

The VC of London University who preceded Sir Owen Saunders needs a mention – it was Sir Thomas Percival Creed. Sir Thomas was a lawyer and Principal of Queen Mary College, University of London, 1952-67 and VC of London University, 1964-67.

Creed was born in Leicester, the son of a clergyman and went to Wyggeston Grammar School for Boys in Leicester. He served in the Artists Rifles in France in WWI and then studied at Pembroke College, Oxford. After Oxford Creed joined the Sudan political service, where he read for the bar. In 1926 he became a District judge and in 1928 was called to the Bar at Lincoln’s Inn. In 1931 he was seconded to Iraq, became a judge in Baghdad and held other positions in Kirkuk and Mosul. In 1935 he returned to Sudan as a High Court judge, was Chief Justice of Sudan, 1935–41 and Legal Secretary, 1941-48.

Creed became Secretary of King’s College, London in 1948 and Principal of Queen Mary College in 1952. From 1964-67 he was Vice-Chancellor of London University. His time there was a period of expansion but he managed to ensure the continued federal structure of the university.

Creed married Margaret Brewis of St Helen’s, Merseyside. Creed died in 1969. So until then, Gwynne and Dafydd et al had a powerful friend who had strong connections to Leicester. In 1987, Dr James Earp from Leicester concealed Dafydd and Tony Francis’s criminality.  Anyone remember that business of no-one being able to explain why Greville Janner escaped prosecution in the face of so much evidence and why the police, NHS and Leicester City Council had been criminally negligent in the face of Frank Beck’s offending?

 

The Health Minister/Secretary of State for Social Services, 1964-68, under Harold Wilson was Kenneth Robinson. So Robinson was in post whilst Alastair Hunter of the Big Democratic Vision was Dean of St George’s and whilst Sir Thomas Percival Creed of Sudan and Leicester was VC of London University. Robinson also caught the first year of Sir Owen Saunders tenure as VC.

Readers might remember previous posts on this blog which discussed Sir Kenneth Robinson. Robinson served as the first President of the National Association of Mental Health (MIND) in the 1960s. Dafydd was a leading light in MIND in the 1960s. It is worth me reminding everyone of the highlights of Sir Kenneth.

Sir Kenneth was the son of a Top Doctor and a nurse. He was born in Warrington and was educated at Malsis School in North Yorkshire, before attending Oundle School until his father died when Kenneth was 15 yrs old.  His mother withdrew him from the school on cost grounds. Kenneth joined the Royal Navy during WWII as an ordinary seaman, was commissioned in 1942 and promoted to lieutenant-commander in 1944. So Kenneth was one of the Naval officers who would have known about the naughtiness in the higher echelons of the Navy and the Admiralty (see post ‘Defence Of The Realm’ and ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’). Lady Juliet Bingley became involved with MIND and took a leading role for many years. Lady Juliet was married to Admiral Sir Alec Bingley. Between them, Lady Juliet and her son William concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al for decades whilst they worked for MIND and then when William was Chief Exec of the Mental Health Act Commission (see post ‘MIND Are Out For Mental Health – Not For Themselves Of Course’).

Kenneth Robinson was a St Pancras Borough Councillor, 1945-49. He was elected as the Labour MP for St Pancras North in 1949. Robinson’s wiki entry tells us: ‘he was probably one of the UK’s most respected Health Ministers. He was always willing to listen, and indeed took informal advice from his local GPs during difficult negotiations over the GP Charter in 1965. John Horder stated of Robinson’s role as Minister of Health: “Kenneth brought to this crisis a mind that was well prepared and the calmness, consideration and personality which we all have known.” Robinson noticed problems with Britain’s approach to General Practice Medicine and quickly sought to reach agreement with practitioners and change the organization, funding, and nature of practice in the system. Robinson published the first consultative document on reorganisation and the need for administrative reform of the National Health System. One compromise he instituted was to reduce the number of hospital beds, under an argument of current under-utilization, and in agreement with the medical profession. In return, the government lifted the limits on fees that medical consultants could charge to patients.’

Little wonder that the Top Docs loved Robinson – he reduced the number of hospital beds AND allowed the Top Docs to charge what they wanted…

Kenneth’s willingness to roll over and have his tummy tickled by the Top Docs had far-reaching consequences. His reduction of beds in return for even more dosh in the Top Docs’ pockets formed the basis for the 1966 General Practitioner’s Charter, which Robinson negotiated with Dr. James Cameron, the General Medical Services Committee  Chairman. Robinson also placed emphasis on nursing, appointing Sir Brian Salman to a ‘special committee of management experts and nurses, which looked into ways to advise and prepare senior staff at hospitals for their posts’. Nurses were treated appallingly and paid very badly for well over twenty years following Sir Kenneth’s ’emphasis’ on them, so he obviously ensured that they continued to keep their traps shut and do what they were told.

Robinson was the man who became embroiled in a massive legal spat with the Church of Scientology. The Scientologists were, strangely enough, convinced that psychiatrists were facilitating crime, experimenting on patients and involved in the sexual abuse of minors. The Scientologists infiltrated MIND in 1969 and MIND conducted a mass expulsion of members who were also Scientologists.

I’m not sure of the exact chronology but the Church of Scientology and Robinson both seemed to have sued each other for libel, although there seems to have only been one trial.

Ronnie Waterhouse was involved in the battle between the Church of Scientology and Robinson/MIND. Ronnie defended Geoffrey Johnson-Smith, the Tory MP for East Grinstead – who was a friend of Sir Robin Day – against Church of Scientology. The Church tried to sue Johnson-Smith and Robinson over claims that Johnson-Smith had made on the BBC that families were being alienated by the Church. Although the Church produced witnesses who spoke highly of it, the jury decided that Johnson-Smith’s comments were substantially true and made in good faith.

Ronnie recommended that Sir Elwyn Jones lead for the defence. Sir Elwyn Jones – who later became Lord Elwyn-Jones – ranked high in the pecking order among the paedophiles’ friends of north Wales. He grew up in west Wales, passed through University College Aberystwyth and Cambridge and became a barrister on the Chester and Wales Circuit and a Recorder of Merthyr Tydfil. He served as the Labour MP for Plaistow, West Ham South and Newham. Elwyn Jones was Attorney General under Harold Wilson, 1964-70 and then Lord Chancellor, 1974-79, under Wilson and then Callaghan. It was on his watch as Lord Chancellor that Ronnie was appointed a High Court judge. Elwyn Jones was Shadow Lord Chancellor, 1983-89, under the Windbag.

Elwyn Jones was Lord Chancellor when Mary Wynch was unlawfully arrested and imprisoned by Dr Dafydd Alun Jones et al, as well as during the preceding years when she had come under attack from a ring of crooked solicitors who fleeced her of her inheritance.

Sir Peter Rawlinson was Attorney General at the time of the Geoffrey Johnson-Smith case – Rawlinson was AG throughout the years of Heath’s Gov’t. He had been Solicitor-General under Macmillan at the time of the John Vassall spy scandal (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’), so Rawlinson knew that there was naughtiness in high places accompanied by much hypocrisy.

Geoffrey Johnson-Smith’s appearance on the BBC which sparked the legal case with the Scientologists was the result of a question he’d put to Kenneth Robinson in the House in 1968. Robinson really did not like the Scientologists. It is a great pity that the Church of Scientology is built on such shaky foundations itself, because much of what they have said about psychiatry for years I have found to be true.

The first person whom I met who really hated the Scientologists was Dr D.G.E. Wood, who was helping run Dafydd’s sex trafficking business. Did Wood just think that L. Ron Hubbard’s writings were a bit outlandish? No. Wood told me that the Scientologists needed a shotgun against their heads. Which was an interesting desire, in the light of the claim by one boy at Bryn Alyn that he was sexually assaulted at gunpoint.

Ronnie Waterhouse’s book mentioned that in the Geoffrey Johnson-Smith case, the Scientologists were represented by a junior barrister, Ronald Schulman, who later ‘disappeared in mysterious circumstances’. Ronnie’s story was that Schulman ‘behaved oddly’ in relation to the will of a man who died in a private plan crash en route to France. Ronnie maintained that Schulman was last seen by Ronnie’s barrister friend James Crespi, ‘breakfasting at the Great Eastern Hotel’. Ronnie tells us that it was speculated that Schulman ended up in Brazil. After tangling with Ronnie and the gang it was rather more likely that Schulman ended up in the concrete in a flyover.

James Crespi QC was a friend of George Carman’s and they used to go out boozing and clubbing together. Crespi married a ‘young nightclub hostess’ who left him after three weeks of marriage.

The case appeared before Justice Ackner, and was entitled Robinson v Church of Scientology of California and Others. This resulted in a settlement between the parties on June 1973, where the Church of Scientology acknowledged that there was no truth to the allegations that they had published and offered its apologies to Robinson along with a ‘substantial sum to mark the gravity of the libels’.

I am not a Scientologist and I do not subscribe to L. Ron Hubbard’s theories, but I take the view that Robinson winning that libel case is no reflection upon the truth or otherwise of the allegations made about Robinson, MIND and the psychiatric establishment by the Scientologists. Dafydd was a leading light in MIND at that time and he and his colleagues were running a sex trafficking racket which involved very serious crime; he was being protected by Robinson and the legal establishment. That lot would have been capable of doing and saying anything to force the Scientologists to retract their allegations and cough up damages. At one point Tony Francis instructed his solicitors to sue me for damages on the grounds that I was ‘harassing’ him – my ‘harassment’ consisted solely of letters of complaint about the criminal activities of him and his colleagues. Francis subsequently dropped all talk of suing me once he realised that I’d found a lawyer to fight back on my behalf.

 

Robinson was a member of the Homosexual Law Reform Society’s executive committee. He supported the legalisation of abortion and was Minister of Health in 1967 when the Abortion Act 1967 came into force. Robinson was supportive of voluntary hospitals and health services and voiced his encouragement to these institutions in a speech to the National Association of Leagues of Hospital Friends. These organisations colluded with the Top Docs and the abuse of vulnerable people, almost certainly because they occupied a very submissive position in relation to the NHS.

Robinson later joined Dr Death in the SDP. Which says it all – Dr Death had personal connections to some of the Top Docs of north Wales (see post ‘Dr Death’).

 

Whilst Kenneth Robinson was Health Minister, the criminal activities of Dafydd and Gwynne were well-known to Gov’t and were being concealed. At that time Bryn Estyn was directly managed by the Home Office as an Approved School and it was known that boys were being abused there. There was also abuse of boys at Axwell Park Approved School at Gateshead, the institution which employed Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth, who later transferred to Bryn Estyn and were at the hub of the paedophile gang in north Wales. The Home Secretaries whilst Robinson was Health Minister were Roy Jenkins and then Jim Callaghan. Woy spent years concealing the abuse of vulnerable people and after his adventures with Dr Death spent a sufficiently long time in politics to end up as an adviser to Blair. Jim Callaghan also concealed abuse, including in Wales. Callaghan knew that George Thomas was molesting children – Callaghan hated George Thomas but wasn’t going to take him on. The Labour Party couldn’t have afforded such a scandal in its stronghold in south Wales and furthermore George Thomas was mates with Harold Wilson – Wilson kicked off election campaigns with visits to south Wales, accompanied by Thomas. George Thomas was also a good friend to the Royal Family.

Callaghan’s wife Audrey concealed child abuse, both in London and in south Wales. The Callaghans socialised with Leo Abse, who intimidated people and threatened to stitch them up in court in order to conceal his mate George Thomas’s crimes (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’). Abse has been investigated for historical sex offences himself. It was whilst Kenneth Robinson was Health Minister that Abse began his efforts which resulted in the rewriting of the legislation regarding children in care which Dafydd and the paedophiles found so helpful, using the paedophiles’ friends to provide ‘expertise’. It was Jim Callaghan who in his capacity as Home Secretary invited Abse to sit on the Houghton Committee, which led to the Children Act 1975. Abse had been working since the late 1960s to establish such a Committee, he pulled the strings and the Committee was comprised of paedophiles’ friends. See post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’ for details of Abse’s Grand Plan, which came to fruition with the help of Dr Death.

 

Kenneth Robinson et al were influential figures when the Windbag began his career in politics – the Windbag who knew Tony Francis when they were at university in Cardiff, the Windbag who was married to Glenys the schoolteacher from Holyhead who’s family were mates with Lord Cledwyn, who colluded with Dafydd and the paedophiles himself. Once the Windbag had established himself politically, it was time for Ron Davies of the Moments of Madness and Looking for Badgers to emerge as a force in south Wales Labour politics…. And so it snowballs into the present.

 

Robinson served as Chairman of English National Opera, 1972-77, of the GLC’s London Transport Executive , 1975 -78, and of the Arts Council of Great Britain, 1977-82.

It was Nye Bevan’s widow Jennie Lee who was Harold Wilson’s Minister for the Arts whilst Kenneth Robinson was Health Minister. Lee was responsible for renewing the charter of the Arts Council in 1967 which saw an expansion in its work just in time for Sir Kenneth to benefit from that. Jennie Lee and Nye Bevan knew about the abuse of children and other people which was facilitated by the NHS, the creation of which was what Nye built his reputation on (see post ‘The Human Stain’). It was deeply flawed from the very beginning but no-one dared say a word.

Jennie Lee and Harold’s crooked lawyer friend Lord Goodman – who helped to get Jeremy Thorpe out of the slurry pit in 1979 – were responsible for establishing the OU, one of Wilson’s flagship achievements.

 

So Harold Wilson busied himself expanding and indeed creating universities, investing in the arts and pushed through schemes such as the relocation of St George’s to Tooting in the name of democracy. It looked very good, but an analysis of the activities of the people who were the movers and shakers behind all this and the trade-offs involved leaves one in no doubt that the poorest and most vulnerable citizens in the UK paid a high price for aspiring wealthier people to lead the life of Riley. Those at the bottom of the heap were locked in a dungeon in north Wales because they were capable of telling people that they had been used for sex by some of the most revered members of society.

Kenneth Robinson died in London in February 1996. By which time Ronnie Waterhouse knew damn well that he was going to be Chairing a rigged Judicial Inquiry in order to conceal the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, but he, Hague and many others pretended that they knew nuzzing.

 

The nature of those governing London University got no better when Professor Sir Brian Windermeyer stepped down as VC. The VC who succeeded him was Sir Cyril Phillips, 1972-76. Sir Cyril was educated at Rock Ferry High School and then attended the University of Liverpool. Sir Cyril then attended the  School of Oriental Studies in London. Sir Cyril served in the Army Education Corps during WWII, ending the war as a lieutenant colonel. He joined SOAS, becoming Professor and Head of the History Depart. In 1956 he became Director of SOAS. It was said that Sir Cyril ‘virtually remade the school’ in the following years.

It was Sir Cyril’s job as VC of London University, 1972-76, to implement the reforms that had been planned years before. He took advantage of his appointment not to follow the original plans.Not that whoever appointed him would have expected him to implement those plans – Sir Cyril’s track record was of a conservative man who had no sympathy for the student activism of the late 1960s and who became embroiled in feuds with other people. By the time Cyril Phillips became VC, Ted Heath was PM.

Philips’ inherited ‘a reforming brief and a financial crisis’. Phillips’s obituary stated that ‘Extraordinary battles ensued as he sought to replace the worst aspects of a re-centralising plan with more rational governance.’ This did not make Phillips a popular man and his tenure as VC was shortened. He stepped down in 1976. Not that his talents had gone unnoticed. He was invited by the Callaghan Gov’t to Chair the Royal Commission on Criminal Procedure (1978-81) into the police and criminal evidence system, the police complaints board and review of the Prevention of Terrorism Act – which led to the police and criminal evidence system under Thatch. Which was when Dafydd and the paedophiles had a party…

 

Philips’ report was described by Patrick Mayhew – the corrupt barrister who did favours for the GMC with regard to ensuring that the paedophile Top Doc Dr Morris Fraser continued practising and who in his capacity as Attorney General authorised two attempts to imprison me for contempt of court although it was known that the paedophiles’ friends had perjured themselves – in Hansard, June 30 2003 as ‘one of the finest expositions of the balance … between administrative and security convenience … and … the liberty of the citizen’.

Sir Cyril then Chaired the Police Complaints Board and Reviewed the Prevention of Terrorism Act.

Orgreave, 1984:

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Stonehenge, 1985:

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Hillsborough, 1989:

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Dafydd, still in business today:

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Here’s a man who spends his days in the Lords:
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And here’s a man with a Radical Conscience:

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After Sir Cyril Phillips had stood down to prepare the ground for Thatcher’s abuse of the police force and criminal justice system, Sir Frank Hartley took over as VC of London University, 1976-78.

Hartley was born in Lancashire and attended Nelson Municipal Secondary School and went on to study for the diploma of pharmaceutical chemistry at the School of Pharmacy, London – now part of UCL. He then worked there as demonstrator and studied for a degree in chemistry at Birkbeck College.

Hartley completed his PhD whilst teaching at the School of Pharmacy. He then became Chief Chemist of the British laboratories of Organon, which were mostly concerned with steroids. From 1943 Hartley was involved with maximizing penicillin production and also research into other antibiotics. In 1946 he became Director of Research and Scientific Services at British Drug Houses (later merged with Merck KGaA) and was involved with work on contraceptive steroids. In 1974 Hartley became Vice-Chairman of the Medicines Commission.  In 1962 he became Dean of the School of Pharmacy, which had then become a school of the University of London. In 1965 Hartley became President of the Royal Institute of Chemistry. He took an active role in university affairs becoming Deputy Vice-Chancellor in 1973 and Vice-Chancellor in 1976. He was the first pharmacist to be an honorary member of the Royal Society of Physicians in 1979 and Royal College of Surgeons in 1980.

Hartley’s son Peter became a canon of the Church of England and his son Frank Robinson Hartley was Vice-Chancellor of Cranfield University from 1989-06.

When I was researching Frank Hartley a few days ago, there was information on the internet linking him directly to the Thalidomide Scandal, but like a great deal of info relating to people whom I mention on the blog that I am about to start researching into, it has disappeared. However Dr David Healy’s blog has featured two recent posts concerning thalidomide. I am still waiting for David to grass up the people traffickers in the north Wales mental health services with whom he has worked for so long, but his exposes of Big Pharma are always worth reading.

It was the ‘Sunday Times’ journo Marjorie Wallace who was behind the campaign on behalf of those who had suffered as a result of thalidomide – it made Marjorie’s name as a fighter for justice. Sadly Marjorie participated in the ultimate deceit in the late 1980s when the net looked as though it was closing in on Dafydd and the paedophiles. Marjorie posed as a mental health campaigner but aligned herself with the Top Docs whom she knew were concealing sex trafficking rings. Marjorie’s shameful record is detailed in my post ‘One Dangerous Fucker’.

Sir Frank Hartley sat on numerous committees and Boards, including the Board of the Royal Free Hospital. Duncan Orme, who as an SU sabbatical officer at UCNW colluded with the wrongdoing of Gwynne and the sex traffickers and who has now reached the higher echelons of NHS senior management, landed his first NHS job at the Royal Free (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’). Just when everyone was really desperate to keep the lid on the Westminster Paedophile Ring. I was interviewed by the Royal Free at pretty much the same time – during the interview a comment was made to me which contained info regarding me that could only have come from the sex traffickers of north Wales…

Hartley was also on the Boards of Tommy’s Medical School and Kingston Poly. Adrian Bell, one of the staff at UCNW (Bangor University), who colluded with D.G.E. Wood and the sex traffickers did his degree at Kingston Poly. One of Sir William Asscher’s tasks as Dean/Principal of St George’s Hospital Medical School was to oversee the merger of St George’s with Kingston Poly. I have never been able to get to the bottom of why this happened. As with the move to Tooting, the Top Docs of St George’s really did not want to merge with a Poly – I mean St George’s had a hotline to the Royal Family…

One thing that I remember Adrian Bell talking to students about at Bangor was his previous career as a forensic scientist. His story was that he had given it up because of the constant serious abuses of the law with which the forensic science service assisted. So that’s why he rocked up in an institution run by sex traffickers and joined in with them… Adrian was keeping up standards! Or did some of Adrian’s former colleagues from the Home Office/forensic science service catch up with him when I found out about Dafydd et al and began writing letters to Ministers? Adrian Bell was a colleague of Prof Grieg-Smith, who knew Prof Edred Corner, the uncle of Douglas Hurd – who was the Home Secretary turning a blind eye to Dafydd and the paedophiles trying to fit me up in court (see post ‘Additional Security Measures’).

Wheels within wheels – or the same incestuously corrupt shithouse?

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After Sir Frank Hartley died, his son Frank, the former VC of Cranfield University, said that his father had regretted his work on oral contraceptives because he had not been at all happy with the changes in sexual behaviour that he believed that the ‘pill’ had brought about. Sir Frank was someone who oversaw large scale research fraud at London University and protected people who facilitated a paedophile gang who murdered victims and witnesses. I’m sure that it won’t have been Sir Frank’s work on oral contraceptives that caused St Peter to lock the gates when he saw Sir Frank approaching. Particularly as the oral contraceptive that Sir Frank was involved in developing was never marketed because of its ‘side effects’. This was said to have enhanced Sir Frank’s standing on committees concerned with the safety of medicines. One wonders how thalidomide or indeed the many other harmful drugs that ended up on the market slipped past Sir Frank. Along with the Westminster Paedophile Ring.

'God Judging Adam', William Blake | Tate

 

 

 

 

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.

 

 

 

The Human Stain

Yesterday’s edition of the Torygraph published the obituary of Gwilym Edffrwd Roberts, the Labour MP for South Bedfordshire, 1966-70 and Cannock, 1974-83, who died in March 2018.

Gwilym Roberts was educated at Brynrefail Grammar School and UCNW (Bangor University), where he did a degree in economics and maths. He taught at Northampton Institute, 1952-57 and at Hendon College (now Middlesex University), 1957-66. Roberts specialised in scientific management techniques.

Gwilym Roberts stood unsuccessfully for Ormskirk in 1959 and for Conway in 1964. So a man who had grown up in the bosom of an earlier generation of paedophiles’ friends targeted a seat which was at the heart of another abuse ring and then had a go at the paedophiles’ friends’ favourite seat of Conway, which was won that year by paedophiles’ friend the Tory Peter Thomas (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’).

Roberts was said to have ‘put down roots’ in Luton – although why a Welsh speaking Welshman who flagged up his Welshness at every opportunity and had wanted to be an MP for a seat in north Wales decided upon Luton as a suitable site for growing his roots is not explained – and served as a councillor on Luton Borough Council from 1965. Roberts won the seat of South Bedfordshire in 1966, but lost it in 1970.

Roberts was subsequently selected as the Labour candidate for the seat of Cannock Chase, which Jennie Lee had lost in 1970.  Roberts held Cannock Chase from Feb 1974 until 1983. Cannock Chase was a constituency located at the site of a notorious child abuse ring which finally became public knowledge in 1989 as a result of the Staffordshire Pindown Scandal. A Public Inquiry into Pindown was conducted by Barbara Kahan and Allan Levy QC, which as usual admitted that serious abuse had happened but didn’t admit how serious or that it had been known about for a long while and concealed.

Kahan and Levy themselves had concealed the abuse of children for years. Kahan was rotten through and through and as a social worker had worked with Louis Minster, who later became Richmond-Upon-Thames Council’s Director of Social Services and was named as a notorious paedophile in the south London ring who abused children at the Elm Guest House (see posts ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’ and ‘Another Episode of Friends…’). Kahan also worked with Peter Righton, the social work academic who used his work as a cover to abuse children. Kahan was appointed as senior adviser to the Home Office in 1970 and then to Keith Joseph when he was Secretary of State for Social Services. Khan continued working as a Gov’t adviser re children’s social work until 1980. Kahan was married to Top Doctor child psychiatrist Vladimir Kahan and they were based in Oxfordshire.

The child abuse gang in Staffordshire had a knock-on effect on the local NHS. The Mid-Staffs Scandal exploded in the early years of the new millennium, but there had been questions in the House about the NHS in Staffordshire whilst John Major was in power. Alan Johnson and Andy Burnham were the two Health Secretaries shamed as a result of covering up the many hundreds of deaths at Mid-Staffs, but things had gone wrong in Staffordshire many years previously – Councillors, MPs and the highest echelons of the NHS had sat on it all as death rates rocketed.

Between 1976-79, Gwilym Roberts was PPS to ‘Ministers in Industry’. So that would have been under Secretaries of State Tony Benn and Eric Varley. Both of whom knew about the abuse of vulnerable people but did nothing – even when I wrote to Tony Benn about north Wales… Eric Varley had such a deep and meaningful relationship with Gerald Kaufperson that after Kaufperson died it was discovered that Kaufperson had left everything in his will to Varley, cutting out his wife and children (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’).

Gwilym Roberts lost his seat to the Tory Gerald Howarth in 1983. In 1984 Roberts tried for the candidacy of Cynon Valley – just down the road from the molester George Thomas – but lost out to Ann Clwyd. In 1984 the paedophiles’ friends of Wales got a bit worried because George Thomas ended up in hospital as a result of the consequences of an STI and he thought that his cover was about to be blown. Thomas’s mate Leo Abse saved the day by organising the release of a statement claiming that Thomas had prostate trouble (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’). Up in Bangor, the paedophiles’ friends were getting vexed because Brown and I refused to shut up about Gwynne the lobotomist.

So Gwilym thought that his services might be needed in south Wales at that time…

Gwilym couldn’t have been overcome with a yearning to return to his homeland just for the hell of it because after not being selected to fight Cynon Valley, Roberts stood in Cannock and Burntwood (his old constituency which had been subject to boundary changes) in 1987, but the sitting MP Gerald Howarth increased his majority.

After Roberts lost his seat, he resumed his career in local government, serving as leader of Cannock Chase District Council, where he represented the Rugeley ward of Brereton and Ravenhill until losing his seat in 2002. He served as a Labour Councillor on Staffordshire County Council, representing Brereton and Ravenhill, 1985-93 and again between 2001-09, which incorporated a slightly larger area than the district council ward of the same name. Roberts retired from membership of the County Council in 2010.

Gwilym Roberts was a Director of the South Staffordshire NHS Trust.

After Roberts died, Philip Atkins, the leader of Staffordshire County Council, said: ‘Gwilym was a well-respected figure in the Council chamber, who brought a great deal of knowledge and insight from his own Welsh upbringing to bear on the issues facing the authority. He devoted his life to public service and while strongly representing the people in his division, he worked for the betterment of everyone in the county.’

Except of course the victims of child abusers and the lethal local NHS.

Councillor Sue Woodward, the opposition Labour group leader on Staffordshire County Council, said: ‘Gwilym was a real battler for this area. He was always a conscientious MP and Councillor who showed great dedication in representing local people. These days it is hard to come by public servants of his pedigree. It is a sad loss, but he had a good innings and led a very fruitful and fulfilled life.’

Gwilym probably reached a ripe old age because he kept well away from the local hospitals as a patient.

Cannock Chase councillor Derek Davis, who served alongside Mr Roberts on the council for 20 years, said: ‘He had some wonderful attributes and was an excellent constituency MP. When he was elected he was like a breath of fresh air. A lot of us thought the world of him. I always remember that although he spent so much time in Staffordshire, he never got rid of his strong Welsh accent.’

Pass the Bara Brith, it’s always good for the image if one is a politician concealing serious crime.

Councillor Frank Allen, who represents Cannock North on Cannock Chase District Council, said: ‘It is fair to say that he was the best constituency MP that I have ever known.’

Yes, Pindown and Mid-Staffs didn’t become public for years…

 

Frank added that ‘He was on the ball and really knew what was going on’. Other people all remembered Gwilym as a man who, whilst both a Councillor and an MP, went out and about meeting people and finding out what was happening on the ground. Roberts took an interest in the quality of spectacle frames offered by the NHS and the price of spuds. In 1968 Roberts wanted a ban on excessive pop music because he believed that it gave his constituents headaches. In 1970 he entertained the House by attempting to pass legislation outlawing witches. Other matters with which Gwilym concerned himself included the safety of fireworks, the risks from old fridges which had been abandoned, motorway safety with regard to coach travel and football hooliganism.
As leader of Staffordshire County Council, 1992-99, Gwilym Roberts was instrumental in helping bring new industry to the area after the colliery closures, specifically the multi-million pound development of the Towers Business Park in Rugeley. Keele University Science and Innovation Centre is located on the Towers Business Park.
Keele University is located in Staffordshire. Peter Righton worked there as did Jane Tunstill, who was Prof of Social Work Studies. Jane Tunstill was one of the panel on the Jillings Investigation into the abuse of children in care in Clwyd County Council. The 1996 Jillings Report was so heavily redacted that it was meaningless and on the legal advice of Michael Beloff QC, Cherie’s colleague and friend, it was witheld from everyone, even the Clwyd Councillors, for 17 years (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’). Jillings and his team did state that they had concluded that the most serious abuse of children had taken place since the late 1960s and probably for much longer. They refused to comment on whether they thought that a paedophile ring was in operation. There was a belief that Jillings had played down the seriousness of the abuse of children in north Wales.
It was whilst the Jillings Investigation was underway that I wrote to Michael Mansfield about what was happening to me in north Wales. Michael wrote me a one line reply thanking me for my letter. And probably picked up the phone straight away to his mates Beloff or Cherie. Michael Beloff’s dad Max wrote the glowing reviews for a book written by Ioan Bowen Rees, who was the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council whilst the paedophile ring was in full swing within the Gwynedd Social Services (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’). Ioan was in post when I was harassed and threatened by his social workers – which is what I wrote to Michael Mansfield about in 1993.
Jane Tunstill is now Emeritus Prof of Social Work at Royal Holloway, University of London and currently appears on the King’s College London website. Jane is the Making Research Count Advisor and has conducted evaluation studies for Action for Children. Action for Children was previously known as the National Children’s Home. People involved with the abuse of children in north Wales had previously worked for NCH and George Thomas was Patron of NCH. Jane has also advised Gov’t on Sure Start and Safeguarding. Jane has conducted a review for the NSPCC and is now working for local authorities. Jane has so many fingers in so many pies that I can only recommend that readers google her.
Witnesses and victims were killed in north Wales Jane and you knew how serious the situation was.
Charlotte Williams, a colleague of the paedophile gang of north Wales for years, left her post at Bangor University some 10 years ago and was given a Chair at Keele (see post ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’).
Alun Michael, the former First Secretary of Wales, was a student at Keele University and became a youth worker. Alun Michael resigned as First Secretary at the precise time that the Waterhouse Report was published.
So how did Gwilym Roberts persuade Gov’t to invest all that money in the Towers Business Park?
In 2001 Gwilym was listed as a Director for Staffordshire Business Support Ltd…
Gwilym Roberts campaigned on matters relating to industrial diseases, including silicosis. Silicosis clobbered a lot of the slate quarrymen in north Wales and there was a long running battle over the matter of their compensation. Successive Gov’ts made themselves very unpopular by refusing to stump up for the quarrymen and then when they did finally agree to, by taking as long as possible to organise the payments, by which time most of the quarrymen had died. Dafydd Wigley earned many brownie points by taking up the quarrymen’s cause. Lord Wigley did not take up the cause of the victims of Dafydd and the paedophiles. In Bethesda and the surrounding villages, there were quarrymen disabled by silicosis as well as the victims of Dafydd and the paedophiles. The quarrymen were scandalously sold short. The victims of the paedophiles were framed and sent to prison or found dead.
In 1969 Gwilym marched with Cap’n Bob in protest at the proposed siting of the third London airport on the frignes of Gwilym’s constituency.
Gwilym Roberts was the Vice-President of the Institute of Statisticians. So he would have spotted the sky high mortality rates in the Staffordshire NHS. He was also a consultant for Littlewoods.
In 1980 Gwilym – who was on the left of the Labour Party – suspected that his phone had been tapped when his voice was broadcast over a tannoy in Staffordshire whilst he was talking privately (or so he believed) to a constituent. Yes, he was on the left of the party, he will have been bugged. The folk doing the tapping will have known that Gwilym was concealing organised child abuse but that wasn’t what they were worried about…

 

After his time on Staffordshire County Council, Gwilym remained in the area, living in Rugeley. In 1855, Rugeley gained notoriety when a local doctor, William Palmer, was accused of murdering an acquaintance, John Parsons Cook (who is buried in a still visible grave in the local St Augustine’s churchyard). It was claimed that Cook had been poisoned and in the months that followed, Palmer was implicated in the deaths of several other people, including his own wife and brother and possibly even some of his own children. He was put on trial for the murder of Cook in 1856 and an Act of Parliament was passed to allow the trial to be held at the Old Bailey, as it was felt that a fair jury could not be found in Staffordshire. Palmer was found guilty of murder and hanged publicly outside Stafford Gaol on 14 June 1856.

They like keeping up local traditions in Staffordshire.

 

I mentioned that Gwilym was elected for Jennie Lee’s former seat. Baroness Jennie Lee was the Labour MP for Cannock, 1945-70. Jennie Lee was of course Nye Bevan’s wife. The ‘Express and Star’ newspaper published a photo of Gwilym Roberts unveiling a bust of Nye Bevan in Cannock Chase Hospital. Cannock Chase Hospital was managed by Mid-Staffordshire NHS Trust.

No-one is allowed to say anything remotely rude about Nye Bevan these days, but Nye Bevan and Jennie Lee were not popular in some quarters.

 

The Top Docs famously hated Nye Bevan and would only co-operate with the establishing of the NHS because he famously stuffed their mouths with gold. But some people on the left also didn’t like Bevan and Lee because they maintained that they were over-indulgent champagne socialists – they certainly did live a very high life. Champagne socialists are OK by me if they continue to work on behalf of people having a harder time then them, but Jennie Lee and Nye Bevan ignored the needs of some very desperate people. Such as the victims of child abuse, as well as psychiatric patients and the learning disabled. People in Gov’t did know what was happening to them at the time but the extent of the abuse was concealed because it was so serious.

The child abuse rings in Staffordshire and south Wales were in place when Lee and Bevan were shopping in Harrods and spraying the champagne around. Nye’s new NHS continued to ignore what was going on and the abuse of vulnerable people was institutionalised in the NHS from its inception. If readers are sceptical, just look at the data and policies. Such as the export of the child migrants to Australia and New Zealand when children of poor dispossessed people were removed from their parents – who were told that their children were going to a better life – and sent down under to work as slave labour for people who were horrendously cruel to them. That policy was followed for years, the NHS helped implement it and it is only during the last 15 years or so that the fate of the child migrants has become public. The deaths and abuse of patients in long stay NHS institutions which it is now acknowledged was routine was also concealed and denied by Gov’t and the NHS. The serious abuse of children in care was endemic and it is now admitted has been going on for decades, as far back as the foundation of the NHS. Every analysis shows that better off people receive far, far better care from the NHS than poor people do. That was the case when the NHS was first established and it is still the case now. The NHS did not challenge the elitism of the Top Doctors, it included it in the system.

 

Jennie Lee was Harold Wilson’s Minister for the Arts, 1964-70. She played a key role in establishing the Open University. Jennie was applauded for establishing the OU in the face of opposition from her boss in the DES at the time, which was Tony Crosland, as well as her Ministerial colleague Richard Crossman and the Treasury and the commercial broadcasters. Crosland and Crossman both concealed the abuse of children – Crosland when he was at Secretary of State for the DES (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’) and Crossman when he was Secretary of State for Social Services, 1968-70 (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’). Jennie was helped considerably by Lord Arnold Goodman, who provided an estimate for the cost of establishing the OU which was very much lower than the actual cost. By the time it was realised how much the cost was going to be, it was too late to scrap the scheme.

Lord Goodman was Harold Wilson’s solicitor, adviser and good friend and was one of those who some believe assisted Harold in the corrupt deals which it was thought that he and Marcia Falkender were involved in (see post ‘No Ordinary Methods’). Arnold Goodman acted for Jeremy Thorpe after Thorpe was charged with conspiracy and incitement to murder Norman Scott. Goodman was Thorpe’s solicitor before Sir David Napley took over.

Betty Boothroyd was Chancellor of the OU, 1995-06. In 1996 after the suppression of the Jillings Report, Betty Boothroyd refused to allow Ann Clwyd to ask any questions in the House about the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal.

 

Jennie Lee renewed the charter of the Arts Council of Great Britain in 1967, which saw an expansion of its work in the regions as well of the creation of the new arts institutions at London’s South Bank Centre. The area around the South Bank Centre was the site of prostitution and rough sleeping. I wonder why there was a market for sex at that location?

Lord Goodman helped out on the Arts Council/South Bank Centre work as well.

 

Following the 1967 reshuffle, Jennie was promoted to Minister of State at the DES, after having been a junior Minister in the same Dept. It was during those years that Blair’s mate Ernest Armstrong used his connections with Tony Crosland to conceal the paedophile gang in the north east of England which had direct links to Dafydd and the paedophiles of north Wales. In 1968, John Allen opened the Bryn Alyn Community, which received loads of kids in the care of Councils in the north east of England.

 

Jennie lost her seat in 1970 to Lord Patrick Cormack, a friend of George Thomas, who was one of those who could not believe that Thomas was a child molester.

 

Jennie was Scottish and went to Edinburgh University, where she campaigned to have Bertrand Russell elected as Rector. Russell was a highly sexually exploitative man who inflicted serious damage on a number of the members of his immediate family with the help of Top Docs (see post ‘So Who Was Angry About What?’). For the last part of his life Russell lived in north west Wales and was networked to some of the people whom I know in an earlier era concealed child abuse in the region. I have uncovered a link between at least one of Russell’s circle and Dafydd, which I shall be blogging about further soon – the case of yet another abused woman who became an inconvenience and who ended up in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh for decades.

Jennie Lee had an MA, LLB, teaching certificate and had worked as a teacher. She knew child abuse when she came across it.

 

Before Jennie Lee married Bevan, she had been involved with Frank Wise, a married civil servant, until his death in 1933. Lee married Bevan in 1934. Jennie Lee had a number of affairs whilst she was married to Bevan.

 

In Nov 1997, the paedophiles’ friend Lord K.O. Morgan (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’) had an article published in the Indie entitled ‘Jennie and the Awkward Squad’ in which Lord Ken heaped praise upon his favourite Labour Party wimmin – Barbara Castle, Shirl and Jennie. I’ve got news for Lord Ken – they were not ‘awkward’, they were ruthless women who achieved their own positions by doing the dirty work of some equally ruthless men and concealed the abuse of some very vulnerable people for political advantage. Furthermore Shirl didn’t even manage to stay in the Labour Party, she ran away with Dr Death and then ended up at sea with David Steel et al when Dr Death stomped off on his own. The David Steel who covered up Cyril Smith’s abuse of children and who described Jeremy Thorpe’s downfall as a ‘tragedy’ for Jeremy and the Liberal Party. Had Andrew Newton succeeded in killing Norman Scott, it would have been a tragedy for Norman as well.

Baroness Patricia Hollis wrote a biography of Jennie Lee and it seems to have been enough to have propelled her into the Lords. Her partner Lord Alan Howarth was the Thatcherite Tory who famously crossed the floor and joined the Labour Party just when Blair really needed him to and he then picked up a peerage from Blair a few years later (see post ‘News From Sicily’ and ‘Cottaging At Castle Gate’). Hollis and Howarth have both come under fire for milking the Lords’ expenses system.

 

One of Nye Bevan’s biggest fans – indeed he has written about Nye being his ‘hero’ – is the famously leftie Top Doc and staunch defender of the NHS, Julian Tudor Hart. Tudor Hart is considered a communist revolutionary by the medical establishment and he has published a great deal in socialist vehicles, staunchly defending the NHS and opposing all forms of private medicine. Tudor Hart really hates Ivan Illich, who wrote about the iatrogenic damage that the medical profession inflicts on patients.

Tudor Hart is very elderly now but still busy. He qualified in 1952, shortly after the establishment of the NHS and for five years worked as a GP in London. After that he worked as a GP in south Wales. It was Tudor Hart who in 1971 coined the phrase the ‘law of inverse care’, in which he claimed that those who need healthcare the most don’t get it. This is undoubtedly true, but Tudor Hart has consistently failed to analyse the reasons behind this and neither has his work – including all that policy advice to Gov’ts – made any impact on this unfortunate situation at all.

Tudor Hart is a keen researcher and has been involved in long term community studies. He is as near to a sociologist as a Top Doc can get. He retired as a GP in 1987 but continued to be involved in MRC research until 1992. Tudor Hart is also active in leftist politics. He lives in south Wales, on the Gower. Tudor Hart will have known how terrible the conditions at Ely Hospital were before the Ely Hospital Scandal in 1969, he’ll have known about the horrors of Whitchurch Hospital in Cardiff and he’ll have known about the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. Tudor Hart will have known that George Thomas was molesting children – Thomas’s little ways were concealed by the Top Docs in south Wales and in return Thomas did a great deal of medical charidee work. I bet that Tudor Hart knew about the paedophile gangs in west Wales, south Wales and north Wales which were all linked together, as well as linked to the gangs in London and in Europe.

Julian Tudor Hart has a post at the Swansea College of Medicine.

 

Julian Tudor Hart’s partner in his GPs surgery was Dr Brian Gibbons. Gibbons was Health Minister in the Welsh Gov’t, 2005-07. I wrote to Gibbons and told him that I had documentary evidence of serious crime in the mental health services in north Wales and he wrote back telling me that ‘this correspondence is closed’. My very serious complaints – which included as assault on me by Angels and perjury on their behalf in an attempt to have me imprisoned – were never investigated. Gibbons was in post when lies were told about the Chief Exec of the NW Wales NHS Trust Keith Thomson ‘retiring’ after he was threatened with imprisonment by a High Court judge in Cardiff for witholding my medical records. Thomson didn’t retire, although he gave an interview to the ‘Daily Post’ saying that he was going to – he was given the job of the Chief Exec of the NHS Trust covering Pembrokeshire and west Wales. There was further chaos down there and Thompson retired again. Except that he didn’t, he stayed on to ‘advise the Board’.

 

After Gibbons sneaked Keith Thomson down to west Wales, Martin Jones became Chief Exec of the North West Wales NHS Trust. Martin was Thomson’s buddy and right hand man and had been involved with all of Thomson’s wrongdoing.  Under Martin Jones, the criminality on the part of NHS staff and the abuse of patients continued, as did the deaths and suicides. Martin was very keen on privatisation, as well as fiddling stats and using agency and locum staff to run the Trust which cost a fortune. Under Martin’s reign of terror, mental health patients were moved out of north west Wales many miles away to private hospitals in England, against their and their families wishes. After the Winterbourne View Scandal broke, it was revealed that some NW Wales NHS Trust patients had been placed in other units run by the company which owned and ran Winterbourne View.

Brian Gibbons is a member of the Socialist Health Association and maintains that he is completely opposed to private healthcare.

Gibbons presided over serious crime, the abuse of patients and a rocketing suicide rate in north Wales. He failed to investigate the most serious of matters. Gibbons is Irish, his father was Hugh Gibbons, a Fianna Fail politician. Gibbons came to the UK in 1976 to train as a GP in Calderdale in Yorkshire. Where there was a paedophile ring in operation on the territory of Jimmy Savile.

Gibbons was a partner in Tudor Hart’s practice in west Wales. Ioan Bowen Rees, the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council who presided over the paedophile ring in north Wales, had previously been the County Secretary for Dyfed County Council in west Wales. Where a paedophile gang operated in the Social Services.

If anyone knows why the son of an Irish politician chose to relocate to the UK and then spend the rest of his career facilitating organised child abusers who had links to big time drug dealers, please do let me know.

In 2007, Gibbons was moved from hos position as Health Minister and appointed Minister for Social Justice and Local Gov’t. He was succeeded as Minister for Health by Edwina Hart.

 

My problems with Martin Jones and the paedophiles and their friends escalated after Edwina was appointed. I was threatened, harassed, accused of crimes that I hadn’t committed and Martin Jones destroyed CCTV footage which showed an Angel threatening me, after my lawyer requested the footage. Two members of the public who complained to the hospital after they witnessed what was happening to me were threatened themselves by Ysbyty Gwynedd managers. I was unlawfully refused treatment repeatedly. I wrote to Edwina after every incident, giving her full details. Unlike Gibbons, she didn’t tell me that the correspondence was closed. She ordered Martin to investigate my complaints and he ignored her. I told Edwina that if Martin Jones was going to unlawfully refuse me NHS treatment, then the Welsh Gov’t had an obligation to make arrangements for me to have care elsewhere or private care. Edwina then wrote to me saying that I would not be getting private care or care from England and that she had done all that she could to ensure that I had access to health services, ignoring the fact that I had no access to healthcare at all.

 

It was widely known that Edwina and Martin hated each other and that Edwina was also facing a co-ordinated campaign from the BMA to have her removed from her post. Edwina was alleged to have said that she would not let Martin Jones privatise the NHS. Not only did Edwina fail to stop Martin doing that, but she allowed him to wreak death and destruction in the NHS and one look at the mortality figures whilst Martin was CEO make it clear that people died in very great numbers on his watch.

 

I am not underestimating what a nightmare dealing with Martin Jones must have been for Edwina. But there was a solution. I gave Edwina enough evidence for Martin and some of his fellow criminals to have been arrested and put on trial. If that had happened, the nightmare could have been addressed and a clean-up begun. Instead my life was put at risk by a bunch of gangsters – and Edwina.

Edwina was the AM for the Gower. She is pals with Julian Tudor Hart. He was one of her advisers. Edwina set up the Bevan Commission – ‘a group of international experts’ – to advise the Health Minister. Every member of the Bevan Commission can be categorised as a paedophiles’ friend, many have featured on this blog and most have been responsible for serious NHS failure. The Bevan Commission is housed at Swansea University and was set up on the 60th anniversary of the NHS. I will never forget the 60th anniversary of the NHS. That was the day on which I was refused treatment and had the phone slammed down on me five times by an Angel at Ysbyty Gwynedd – the very same Angel who’s threats towards me had been captured on CCTV, the footage of which Martin Jones destroyed. Two members of the public who tried to help me were also threatened by the Angel. Edwina knew all about it, I e mailed her the next day.

The NHS in north Wales is no longer functioning. Theresa May is pointing at Wales and using their NHS as an example of all that is laughable. You’ve certainly done a great job for promoting socialist medicine Gibbons and Edwina.

In 2011 Edwina was appointed the Minister for the Economy. I heard on more than one occasion that Edwina was involved in corrupt deals regarding the issuing of Welsh Gov’t business support grants. Then I was told by someone that a businessman on Anglesey received funding from Edwina’s Dept after she had slept with him. I was given sufficient details to suggest that my informant was telling the truth on this matter. I was told this several years ago and decided to keep it to myself to protect Edwina’s dignity. However, the behaviour of almost everyone who has been charged with running the NHS in north Wales has been so criminal, so shocking and so dangerously irresponsible, that I am not interested in protecting their dignity any longer.

If you thought that you could get away with behaving like this Edwina you foolish old cougar, you must be even more deluded than the old idiot Gibbons. Anglesey is a small place and your demands for sexual favours in return for business support funding caused much entertainment. Unfortunately your collusion with serious crime whilst you were Health Minister led to numerous deaths. You have brought complete disgrace upon Wales, along with the gangster Gibbons and the two spineless paedophiles’ colleagues who followed in your footsteps as Health Ministers, Lesley Griffiths and Mark Drakeford. The whole lot of you should be prosecuted.

 

Michael Mansfield is a graduate of Keele University.

 

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This is a photo of Professor Robert Bluglass – who concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles – quaffing champagne at an Old Warwickians dinner:

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Cheers!

 

I will be blogging more about Swansea College of Medicine and about those who organised the exchange of paedophiles’ friends between Wales and London soon.

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