Previous posts eg. ‘Oliver’s Army’ discussed Professor Israel ‘Issy’ Cohen, a child psychiatrist who spent much of his career based in Newcastle-upon-Tyne, until he relocated to the Tavi in 1990. Issy was a key partner of Dafydd’s; he was one of the principal figures who ran the big paedophile/trafficking ring in the North East which sent children and staff to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. Issy was one of those who wielded enormous influence because so many of the Top Docs whom he ‘trained’ later became very big names themselves, many holding Chairs and flying the flag into the next generation.
‘Oliver’s Army’ named some of those who paid tribute to Issy, particularly after his death and that post supplied links to the tributes. Because Issy was such a regular in the Courts giving his Expert evidence in eg. child care proceedings, Issy was mates with a great many lawyers and a few judges. One of those who paid tribute to Issy was Lord Justice Mathew Thorpe.
Sir Mathew Alexander Thorpe (born 30 July 1938) is a retired Lord Justice of Appeal who served in the Court of Appeal of England and Wales, 1995-2013.
Thorpe was educated at Stowe School and Balliol, Oxford. Previous posts have mentioned other alumni of Stowe who had links with the Westminster Paedophile Ring, Dafydd’s gang or those who concealed the criminality eg. Peregrine Worsthorne, George Melly and Sir Anthony Barrowclough QC. Barrowclough served as Parliamentary Commissioner for Administration and Health Service Commissioner for England, Wales and Scotland, Ombudsman, 1 Jan 1985-31 Dec 1989. See post ‘The Naked Civil Servants’. Barrowclough was in post when Dafydd’s mates Professors Owen and Bluglass and Dr Colin Berry failed to investigate my complaint about Dafydd and the gang properly in July-Aug 1989. See post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’. Mathew Thorpe is younger than Perry, Melly and Barrowclough, but it’s the network that’s important…
Balliol educated the troika of Ted Heath, Denis Healey and Woy Jenkins who were all there at the same time (see previous posts). The film director John Schlesinger, who’s father Bernard was a Top Doc who facilitated the Westminster Paedophile Ring/organised abuse, went to Balliol (see post ‘Oliver’s Army’).
Mathew Thorpe was called to the Bar at Inner Temple in 1961. Inner Temple hosted others who gave every assistance possible to organised abusers in high places, including Sir Cecil Havers, his son Lord Michael Havers and Michael’s sister Lord Elizabeth Butler-Sloss, Butler-Sloss being one of those who contributed a tribute to Issy Kolvin on Issy’s website (see post ‘Oliver’s Army’). Another illustrious Mr Thorpe, Jeremy, became a member of Inner Temple some seven years before Mathew Thorpe. The Lib Dem Sir Simon Hughes is also a member of Inner Temple. Hughes was the Liberal candidate standing against Labour’s Peter Tatchell in the 1983 Bermondsey by-election and benefited greatly from a vicious homophobic campaign targeting Tatchell; Hughes forgot to mention that he had been in gay relationships himself. Hughes also never mentioned that his local Council, Southwark, were sending numerous kids in care to children’s homes in north Wales and were involved in the abuse of psych patients as well as huge civic corruption. See eg. ‘The Battle for the Labour Party’s Soul’.
Mathew Thorpe was appointed a QC in 1980, the year after Jeremy Thrope was acquitted at the Old Bailey and the year that Mary Wynch got out of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and began litigation against the gang. Mathew Thorpe was appointed a Recorder in 1982 and then a High Court judge on 11 April 1988, assigned to the Family Division a la Ronnie Waterhouse. So Dafydd and Issy had a close mate in the Family Division by the time that it was all kicking off in north Wales in a major way, Mary having won her appeal to the Master of the Rolls and Alison Taylor and me refusing to back down.
1988 was of course the year that Butler-Sloss conducted her cover-up of the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal, which was caused by the excesses of Issy, Dafydd and their colleagues. See post ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas And The Culprits Were Named’.
It was certainly a cosy set up. Mathew Thorpe’s tribute to Issy stresses that Issy was such a good bloke that when Issy gave evidence in Court, such was his reputation that the judges inevitably accepted Issy’s recommendation. No wonder Butler-Sloss made damn sure that no-one ever was able to work out exactly what had gone on in Cleveland.
Mathew Thorpe was appointed a Lord Justice of Appeal on 2 October 1995, during the middle of the Jillings Investigation into the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council since 1974. When Thorpe was appointed, Nicola – later Dame Nicola – Davies QC was conducting her review of the paperwork of the North Wales Police in order to ascertain whether a Public Inquiry was justified re the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. The paperwork since 1989 was all missing and in Dec 1995 Nicola announced that an Inquiry would not be in the public interest. The world went apeshit and in 1996, William Hague bowed to pressure and announced the Waterhouse Inquiry. However, Waterhouse seemed to know that he would be Chairing that Inquiry back at the beginning of 1995, if not before. Rigged through and through…
In July 1995, the world was told that Dafydd had ‘retired’ and that the North Wales Hospital had closed down. Dafydd had ‘retired’ under an agreement that if he retired none of the serious complaints about him would be pursued; the ‘retired’ Dafydd left his job clutching the contract to provide ‘substance abuse services’ for the whole of north Wales and of course there was his substantial private practice, including the ‘expert witness’ work, the care homes, the sex therapy clinics, the PTSD clinics etc. In subsequent years Dafydd branched out providing substance abuse services for the whole of Wales, sheltered housing, work schemes, therapy and counselling, children’s ‘safeguarding’ education… See eg. posts ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’ and ‘Feet In Chains’). That was one hell of a retirement Dafydd. Neither did the North Wales Hospital close down, part of it remained open, including the ‘mother and baby unit’, but the NHS has never come clean re which patients remained there and when the last of them were finally moved elsewhere.
On 2 July 1995, Geraint Morgan QC, the Tory MP for Denbigh, 1959-83, died. On 9th July 1995, Bing Spear, the corrupt Home Office Drugs Branch mandarin who had been of such assistance to Dafydd died. On 13 July 1995, Sir Peter Morrison was found dead in his house at Belgravia. Brown was forced out of his job at Aston University in the same month. 1995 was a good year for deaths of witnesses, Peter Cook died on 9 Jan and Viv Stanshall spontaneously combusted at home on 5 March. See previous posts. There were others in 1995 as well…
Throughout 1995 Dafydd and the gang continued their consultations with bent lawyers with regard to any possible way in which they could have me incarcerated.
Mathew Thorpe was appointed Deputy Head of Family Justice and Head of International Justice in January 2005, the year after the conspiracy on the part of the gang, which also involved Judge Huw Daniel, to fit me up for ‘threats to kill’ blew up in their faces. So to compensate someone forged a certificate of indictment stating that I’d pleaded guilty to ‘violent disorder’ – I haven’t ever been charged with violent disorder – and then someone unlawfully accessed the PNC to leave a criminal record against my name that I had not incurred…See previous posts.
Thorpe’s glorious career on the Bench came to an end when he retired on 31 July 2013.
Mathew Thorpe is regarded as reactionary by his detractors as a result of his ‘traditionalist’ view on gender roles in parenting. Thorpe’s made a few notorious judgements in this regard, such as Re S (Children)  EWCA Civ 583:
This case concerned a divorce where the mother had a high salary and the father stayed at home to look after the children. If residence had been awarded to the father, the status quo in London would continue. However, if residence were awarded to the mother then she would move with the children to Scotland. It was submitted on behalf of the father that it would be gender discrimination to decide residence in favour of the mother: if the roles were to be reversed, a father who proposed to abandon a lucrative career with the consequence that his wife and children would suffer a dramatic downturn in the standard of living, would not have the smallest chance of being given a residence order as his reward. This submission was rejected by Thorpe on grounds of gender role:
- “That submission seems to me to ignore the realities, namely the very different role and functions of men and women…
Thorpe also presided over a number of cases in which he allowed the mothers of children previously based in the UK to emigrate to New Zealand, Australia and South Africa resulting in the loss of contact between the children and their fathers. Presumably because children belong to their mothers and fathers who have been on the scene for years aren’t that important.
Thorpe was appointed in 2010 to head a working party of the GMC to ‘consider and offer advice to doctors on matters relating to child protection’. I’m sure that the GMC and Thorpe got on famously. In 2010, I sent numerous e mails to the GMC with regard to the escalating campaign of harassment against me and the criminality on the part of Top Docs in north Wales. I sent my e mails to the CEO Niall Dickson and the Chairman Sir Peter Rubin. Very few of them were even acknowledged, none of them received an appropriate reply and the threats and wrongful arrests in my direction continued. I still haven’t worked out how even the GMC managed to ignore what was happening to me, it was quite spectacular and going on against a backdrop of screaming media headlines with regard to the serious failure of the NHS in north Wales and rocketing compensation claims from patients who had been treated dreadfully. There were of course all the deaths as well, but why would the GMC worry their pretty little heads about that?
The gorgeous pouting Marilyn Forbes Ross Dickson (born 5 November 1953) was CEO and Registrar of the GMC, Jan 2010-2016. Since February 2017, he has been the Chief Executive of the NHS Confederation. Marilyn was the Chair-elect of the International Association of Medical Regulatory Authorities (IAMRA), 2012-14 – the problems hadn’t got any better by then, it was guns at dawn – and the Chair, 2014-16.
Marilyn was born in Scotland and educated at Glasgow Academy, Edinburgh Academy and then studied at Edinburgh University. He is the brother of Alastair Dickson, founder of the Scottish law firm Dickson Minto.
Marilyn was the Editor of the ‘Nursing Times’, 1983-88 and has also Edited a therapy journal. He worked at the BBC for 15 years, joining as health correspondent in 1988 and progressing to the position of Social Affairs Editor for BBC News, 1995-2003, which covered the years of the Jillings Report and then the Waterhouse Inquiry. As well as the presence of this man at the BBC and in the NHS:
As Social Affairs Editor, Marilyn Dickson was responsible for around 80 journalists and his producer was Laura Kuenssberg. I’m quite a fan of Laura’s, but she certainly slipped up pandering to that corrupt old fart. Marilyn was Chief Executive of the King’s Fund, 2004-09.
Marilyn Dickson was appointed CBE in the 2017 Birthday Honours for services to patient safety.
Zsa Zsa Rubin:
Professor Sir Zsa Zsa Charles Rubin (born 21 November 1948) was the Chair of the GMC, 2009-2014. Zsa Zsa has been a consultant physician and Professor of Therapeutics at Nottingham University since 1987, so he knew about the massive fraud at the CRC Laboratories in Nottingham University perpetrated over years by Prof Robert Baldwin. See post ‘Oh Lordy! It’s CRC UK’.
I mentioned in previous posts and comments that I could not remember the name of the US drug company with which Robert Baldwin was perpetrating his research fraud; Brown remembered it though, he’s told me that it was Zoma. There is a pharmaceutical company called Zoma registered in Canada, but I’m fairly sure that it is a different one, it seems to be a relatively new company. Baldwin was faking research with the US Zoma back in 1987 and I think that he’d been involved with them for quite some time by then. If anyone has any info about that Zoma, I’d be interested to hear it. I suspect that it will have merged or been taken over by another company, it’s what happens to drug companies.
A number of people working in Baldwin’s lab were married to Top Docs in the Queen’s Medical Centre at Nottingham, one being a paediatrician. They all knew about Baldwin’s faked research, so Zsa Zsa definitely will have heard about it.
Zsa Zsa has an interest in medical problems that may occur in pregnancy and he knew about the fuckwittery on the part of the social work academics at Nottingham University who spent their careers concealing organised abuse (see post ‘Vested Interests Or Common Pool?’), as well as Dafydd’s pal Ann Craft who rocked up at Nottingham University and enjoyed an academic career there after empowering learning disabled people banged up in Bryn-y-Neuadd to explore their sexual needs with Dafydd’s gang, while her husband Dr Michael Craft carried out research into incest on Anglesey with Dafydd (see post ‘The Old Devils’). One can hardly be surprised that Zsa Zsa therefore failed to notice the Satanic Panic in Nottingham. See previous posts.
Zsa Zsa served as Chairman of several MRC committees investigating drug research in pregnancy. Anyone for Top Docs who keep schtum about Baldwin and Zoma? Zsa Zsa Rubin Chaired a number of committees devoted to education, such as the GMC’s Education Committee, 2005-08 and the Postgraduate Medical Education and Training Board (PMETB) in the same years. So Sir John Ellis and Prof Clifford Wilson were given the remit for Postgrad Medical Education and oversaw the embryonic organised abuse in London blossom into an international trafficking ring ripe for Dafydd to exploit when he was a young Top Doc (see post ‘A Charming, Uplifting Sound…’) and at the end of Dafydd’s life of crime, Zsa Zsa was there to prepare the ground for future generations and oversaw the fuckwittery that was the Clinical School at Bangor University, staffed by the Heirs To Dafydd. The manure is well-embedded now and will ensure that many more millions are pissed down the drain as the Top Docs scream for more and more when clinical outcomes remain stubbornly dreadful and the suicide rate refuses to drop.
Zsa Zsa served as a Board member of HEFCE, 2003-09 and Co-chaired one of their committees that recommended the establishment of a new dental school in the South West of the UK.
Zsa Zsa was the Dean of the Faculty of Medicine and Health Sciences at the University of Nottingham, 1997-03, spanning the years of the Waterhouse Inquiry, the publication of the Waterhouse Report and the aftermath. During his time as Dean, Zsa Zsa helped to develop both the University’s Graduate Entry Medical School, which opened in 2004 and the School of Veterinary Medicine and Science, which opened in 2006.
Zsa Zsa Rubin was knighted for services to medicine in the 2010 Queen’s Birthday Honours. The year that Zsa Zsa and Marilyn simply ignored all those e mails from me providing details of the constant harassment, threats, wrongful arrests and unlawful denial of healthcare under all circumstances that I was encountering at the hands of the NHS in north Wales.
Earlier posts mentioned a girl from Somerset with whom I went to school and did A levels, Ruth Moore, who went into nursing after A levels and a few years ago was working at a very senior level in nursing in Nottingham. I was told that Ruth was one of the lucky winners who was offered a nice NHS deal after she found out what was happening to me at the hands of the gang. It wouldn’t have been difficult for Ruth to work it out, her parents lived in the same village as Brown’s mum and went to the same church and Ruth and I wrote to each other a few times after we left Bridgwater. The last time that I wrote to Ruth was in about 1991 after I’d been forced out of my job at St George’s Hospital Medical School and was back in Bethesda. Ruth trained at either Great Ormond Street or Hammersmith, I can’t remember which and she worked at both of those hospitals. She will have known about Savile and quite a lot more besides and maybe about me from those institutions as well.
I have mentioned many people who did favours for the gang or who’s children did but who nonetheless pegged out at the hands of the Top Docs when they should not have. Before Brown’s mum herself was found suddenly and unexpectedly dead in 2005, I remember her telling me about Ruth’s dad, George Moore, being very ill and subsequently dying and how a lot of people in Stogursey formed the view that the Top Docs hadn’t quite done all that they should have for George Moore.
Never mind Ruth, at least you bagged that senior management role in neonatal care in Nottingham!
In 1991 Ruth had a little boy called Samuel. He’d be grown up now. I’d keep a close eye on him if I were you Ruth and if he ever needs medical care for a serious condition, do him a favour and tell him to go abroad, I certainly wouldn’t entrust him to your own colleagues.
They don’t get it do they, they really really don’t get it…
It wasn’t about them ONLY coming after me Ruth, it was an international trafficking and drug distribution gang, I was not their only target…
Issy’s pal Mathew Thorpe was disqualified from driving and then, in January 2012, was reprimanded by the Lord Chancellor and Lord Chief Justice, both for receiving the ban and for failing to adhere to the guidance regarding the reporting of traffic offences.
One of the many online biographies for Mathew Thorpe provides further info:
- President of: Mediation in Divorce.
- Governor of: Thomas Coram Foundation.
- Trustee of: St Saviour’s Priory
The Thomas Coram Foundation is a children’s charidee with a magnetic attraction for people associated with Dafydd and his wider circle. See previous posts.
The journal Family Law Week published an interview with Justice Thrope:
Lord Justice Thorpe talks to David Chaplin, Publisher of Family Law Week, about his work as head of International Family Law and his thoughts on reform of the Matrimonial Causes Act.
I recently had the pleasure of meeting with Lord Justice Thorpe, the Head of International Family Law… International work now occupies at least half his judicial time so there was a lot of ground to cover and the recurrent theme was that these issues will continue to have an impact on domestic family law.
…While he thought that harmonisation is probably attainable among the Continental European countries, the outlying island jurisdictions, such as England and Ireland with common law heritage, would find it difficult to integrate. He is also concerned that the proposals could bind the UK to apply the laws of states who have a vastly differing concept of marriage and divorce and could even result in the application of Saudi Arabian law… We moved on to discuss immigration generally, and migrations such as the recent influx of Polish workers: did he think this will have an impact on the domestic courts in the next few years? Interestingly, his view was that many Poles send their money home and that the family unit, while divided geographically, remains tightly united. Consequently, there might not be quite the impact that many would imagine…The one caveat though is that we have yet to see what effects such population moves will have on return cases under the Hague Convention…
… the “rush to court” syndrome often raised when discussing transnational divorce. It was his firm view that the fears of the “rush to court”…has not really emerged. The super rich who take sophisticated advice from the most well paid lawyers may well seek tactical advantage but overall the idea was overplayed…
He then raised the current Green Paper on harmonisation of marital property…Although a formal response had been issued by the Government it was only along the lines of “a substantive response is to follow”; to date no such substantive response has been submitted… he felt that it had stalled primarily because of a difference of opinion between specialist family and the private international property and trust lawyers. Family lawyers are generally much more apprehensive about changes to the existing regime while the property lawyers are much more amenable to the idea of the marriage as a contract and so can adapt to the continental attitudes to property more easily.
In all these issues he was keen to make the point that the English family justice system must remain positive about moves to harmonise matrimonial regimes in the EU. There are real problems with imposing English outcomes on couples who have only a slender connection with England. The increasingly common example he used was where an executive working for, say, the Societe Generale is posted to England for two years and his wife seeks a divorce after 12 months of residence…
At this point I could not resist straying from my original brief of international family law to ask about his thoughts on reform of the Matrimonial Causes Act ; should any possible reform take account of the EU proposals on applicable law and matrimonial property? As we all probably know, Lord Justice Thorpe has been vocal in advocating reform of the MCA. He reiterated his preference for a move to a community approach to matrimonial property, with an accompanying move to make other contracts, such as pre-nuptial agreements, enforceable. In that way the default position would be the community of property regime but couples would be able to opt for alternative arrangements by signing a pre-nup or other type of contract. The, perhaps intended, side effect of reform along these lines would be that adoption of any EU harmonisation proposals would become much easier.
Yet, he added, any proposed reform of the MCA has been dropped “like a hot brick” by the Government despite their well publicised intention to tackle the issue way back in 1998. The Money and Property Committee of the Family Justice Council have raised the matter with the Law Commission, who were due to discuss it at a Commissioners meeting in October 2007. Given the silence since then, Lord Justice Thorpe felt there was no reason to suppose that it has been adopted as part of their programme. He also agreed that any reform of the MCA should reflect some of the proposals for reform of cohabitation regime…
We then turned to the wider ambit of his role as the Head of International Family Law. This work now takes up at least 50% of his time and is his most important function. He went on to highlight some of the forthcoming initiatives that he hopes to see bear fruit in the next two or three years. A key role is completing and consolidating the work of the European Judicial Network. The European Commission and Permanent Bureau are jointly convening a conference to start the work of strengthening ties and increasing the resources of judges worldwide….
In June this year the EJN members… Each member state has been asked to table items for discussion and among those submitted by Lord Justice Thorpe are a reconsideration of whether the 6 week timetable is realistic, whether there is a need to hear the child in every case; the use of case management protocols; and what paperwork and documentation should be necessary, and what needs to be transcribed and translated, when a refusal to return is made. He also expects detailed discussion of the public law aspects of Article 55 as these are causing some problems…
Outside of Europe, Lord Justice Thorpe is involved in a diverse range of initiatives and he described some of the more significant future events. In South Africa he is involved in training a panel of nominated Hague case judges to improve the quality of case management there. Another significant development is that India is expected to pass legislation by the end of 2008 introducing the Hague Convention into domestic law. This is a major responsibility for the English legal professions and India will look to English judges and lawyers to help implement the novel concepts introduced. The vastness and diversity of India makes that task all the more challenging. He also pointed out that there are over 25 million Indians resident around the world so the size of the change is huge. Although abduction cases are currently handled by wardship, this is a major change for international family law. Similar bridge building exercises are also under way with Pakistan and, through the Malta Conference, the Islamic world in general.
…before I left he did highlight another important event coming up. This year will see an inaugural International Family Law Lecture, jointly funded by the FLBA and Resolution. Watch this space for more but in the meantime let us all hope that Lord Justice Thorpe continues to fly the flag for the English family justice system as it adapts to the changes posed by international family law.
Good to know that a High Court judge who took orders from Dafydd’s mate Issy while Dafydd and Issy facilitated an international trafficking ring ended up with responsibility for Family Law on an international basis. Dafydd must have been ordering champagne by the crate with Mathew presiding over judgements affecting Europe, Saudi and South Africa…
The Lord Chancellor is responsible for many judicial appointments, although some are appointed by other routes eg. directly by the PM. Mathew Thorpe’s rise will have been at least partially assisted by some old favourites of this blog eg. dear old Lord James MacKay of Clashfern, who OK’d Thorpe’s appointment to the High Court after his loyal service at the Cleveland Inquiry. Lord MacKay has been responsible for many things, including the launching of the stellar career of the dreadful Baroness Patricia Scotland, one of the lawyers who insulted the victims of Dafydd’s gang at the Waterhouse Inquiry (Patsy being the QC who represented the Welsh Office no less) and concealing the dreadful misconduct of the violent sex offender Sir Nicholas Fairbairn, when MacKay was Fairbairn’s boss in Fairbairn’s capacity as Solicitor General for Scotland.
MacKay is a strict Scottish Presbytarian who observes the Sabbath but then Esther is a child abuse campaigner and she had an affair with Fairbairn, at least MacKay didn’t go that far. As far as we know… See previous posts for info on Patsy, MacKay, Nicky Fairbairn’s, Nicky’s Top Doc analyst dad Ronald Fairbairn and of course Esther.
Derry Irvine must have given Mathew Thorpe a helping hand as well when Derry was Lord Chancellor.
With Mathew the Top Man responsible for the International Family Law bit, no wonder Dafydd’s old partner in crime from Gwynedd Dr D.G.E. Wood has set up a ‘GPs surgery’ in Cyprus; Wood facilitated a sex abuse ring when he was in downtown Bangor, he won’t have gone to Cyprus just to play golf and lie on the beach.
Here’s Derry, after splashing out all that taxpayers’ money on the expensive wallpaper:
This month the Rt Hon Lord Justice Thorpe retires from the judiciary, the Court of Appeal and particularly as Head of International Family Justice for England and Wales, a post he has held since 2005.
To mark the tremendous stature and recognition Sir Mathew has brought to the post, Jordan Publishing and the editors of International Family Law, of which he is Consultant Editor, decided to produce a Special Issue in his honour with contributions from over 30 leading members of the international judiciary and academic life including the Lord Chief Justice and Baroness Butler-Sloss.
The Special Issue, signed by all the contributors, was presented to a surprised but very appreciative Sir Mathew (pictured) at an international judicial network conference which he was hosting in Windsor on 19 July. Copies of the Special Issue were given to all those attending the conference and Sir Mathew, in turn, kindly wrote a personal message in each of the delegates’ copies…
Sir Mathew is will continue in his role as Consultant Editor to International Family Law.
Mathew Thorpe experienced a family tragedy in May 2008 which was reported in the Torygraph:
The son of one of Britain’s most eminent judges has died after reportedly falling from a railway bridge in Sicily.
Gervase Thorpe, 40, eldest son of Sir Mathew Thorpe, a Lord Justice of Appeal, was found with a broken neck two days after police had taken him to a local hospital in Catatania to sober up. The troubled heir had been on holiday with his partner Alexis and his young family – daughters aged six months and 18 months and a son aged three -in a substantial effort to overcome his drinking problem.
His mother, Lady Thorpe said: “He was a very charming, very nice and a very kind person. He fell from a wall and it was an accident. Until last week, he hadn’t drunk for two months and was trying hard to stay off it. He was very happy with Alexis and his children.”
Despite his privileged background and Eton education, Thorpe frequently found himself in trouble and acquired a series of convictions for drink, drugs and petty theft. In 2000, after a family party, he was jailed for four months for drink driving, his second conviction.
While his younger siblings pursued careers as a barrister and solicitor respectively, a family friend commented that Gervase, ‘did precious little in life. He dealt sometimes in old furniture.’ Aside his colourful past, Mr Thorpe had found happiness with his partner Alexis, a yoga teacher and the mother of his three young children.
Sir Mathew has given judgement in some of the most significant family cases in recent years. He is widely considered to be one of the country’s experts on divorce, parenting and the breakdown of marriage.
So Mathew Thorpe’s son had the sort of criminal record that was used as an excuse to ignore all the complaints made by the former kids in care or psych patients about the gangster contacts of his father’s who had targeted them. Many of them were also found dead in questionable circumstances but there wasn’t a wife of a Lord Justice on hand to comment on their kind nature and their wife’s fondness for yoga. They weren’t usually found dead in Sicily either, only the UK.
In the year that Mathew Thorpe’s son was found dead on the territory of the Mafia, my own case was with a clinical negligence lawyer – the lady who later scarpered after guns were waved about – and we were in discussion re the possibility of taking the case to Europe if need be. Merfyn’s wife died in the same year after being on the receiving end of all that excellence from Dafydd’s colleagues. The CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust, Martin Jones, was reaching new levels in terms of threatening me, having me wrongfully arrested, etc. None of it was ever investigated.
Now for another Judge With A Reputation, but a Reputation that endears him to the liberal left, a Reputation that may not be deserved. Harry Kenneth Woolf, Baron Woolf (born 2 May 1933) was Master of the Rolls, 1996-2000, which covered the years of the Waterhouse Inquiry and the publication of the Waterhouse Report. Woolf subsequently served as Lord Chief Justice of England and Wales, 2000-2005, which covered the years of the conspiracy on the part of the gang and their mate Huw Daniel to frame and imprison me for threats to kill.
The Constitutional Reform Act 2005 made Woolf the first Lord Chief Justice to be President of the Courts of England and Wales. He was a Non-Permanent Judge of the Court of Final Appeal of Hong Kong, 2003-2012. Henry Woolf now sits in the Lords as a crossbencher.
Woolf was born in Newcastle-upon-Tyne on 2 May 1933, to Alexander Susman Woolf and his wife Leah. His grandfather Harry was a naturalised Briton of Polish and Russian Jewish origins. Woolf’s father had been a fine art dealer, but was persuaded to run his own building business instead by his wife. This suggests that Woolf’s father was very probably involved in the civic corruption in the North East which encompassed huge swathes of England by the 1960s as part of the empire created by T. Dan Smith, John Poulson, Andy Cunningham and also had tentacles that reached as far as Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. See eg. ‘Error of Judgement?’. The empire of crime was built upon corrupt deals between building companies, local authorities, Civil Service mandarins, Gov’t Ministers, planning depts, architects and people traffickers. Although Smith, Poulson and Cunningham did serve prison sentences and the investigation brought an end to the career of Heath’s Home Secretary Reginald Maudling, the depth and extent of the crime was never revealed because of the close links to the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Anything touching on that was left undisturbed, which meant most of it. Sodom and Gomorrah was coated with extra thick armour plating as a result of Andy Cunningham being the Chairman of Durham Police Authority and the dad of Jack, a Labour MP who once was touted as a future Leader of the Party. See previous posts.
Woolf lived in Newcastle-upon-Tyne until he was about five years old, when his family moved to Glasgow and he then went to Fettes College in Edinburgh, where he ‘mostly enjoyed his time and had supportive friends’. Miranda went to Fettes, as did Miranda’s brother the High Court judge Sir William Blair. Woolf is a lot older than Miranda and Bill Blair, but it’s the network which is the important thing… It is said that Woolf ‘formed much of his sense of justice and fairness from his experiences at Fettes College’. That must have been what influenced Miranda to lie to Parliament.
When at school Woolf expressed an interest in becoming a barrister, Woolf’s housemaster told him that he would not be suited to a career at the Bar because he had a stutter. We are told that ‘this only made Woolf more determined’. Woolf gained a place at Cambridge, but studied law at UCL as a consequence of his parents’ move to London at about that time. By the time Woolf was a student at UCL, the Top Docs there were facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Some of the most influential Top Docs in the UK, including Lord Max Rosenheim, were based at UCL/UCH or trained there and became involved with the Westminster Paedophile Ring. See previous posts. Loyalties between UCL-trained lawyers like Woolf and the Top Docs of that institution will have been useful.
Woolf began working as a barrister in the mid-1950s and started working on the Oxford Circuit. The elite ring in Oxfordshire and the associated abuse of kids in care and psych patients was concealed by Top Docs, the NHS governance structures and at Gov’t level, particularly by Richard Crossman and his friends. Richard Crossman had a long association with Oxfordshire as an Oxford student, then don, then Councillor and a resident of the county. Dame Rosemary Rue was a Top Doc who passed through UCH/UCL and encountered so many difficulties as a young doctor that one can only conclude that there was a very unpleasant conspiracy to stop her career. Rosemary found herself almost unemployable and in desperation took up a bum job at Cowley Road Hospital in Oxford, which was the site of serious abuse of patients whom I suspect may well have been witnesses to organised abuse/crime. Once Rosemary had worked at Cowley Road, nothing held her back, Rosemary went from strength to strength, didn’t hang about looking after patients but went into NHS senior management and at the end of her career found herself not only Dame Rosemary but a Breaker Of Glass Ceilings, being one of the few women at the very top of a Regional Health Authority after Ken Clarke’s introduction of a management structure which Ken hoped would tame the Top Docs. Of course it didn’t, as Dame Rosemary bagging that job demonstrated, they still blackmailed a corrupt old fool like Ken. See post ‘Uncle Harry’s Friends…’
Oxford University, the area’s magistrates, lawyers and others in the criminal justice system colluded with the organised abuse in Oxfordshire, as of course did the Social Services. Senior social worker Barbara Kahan and her husband child psychiatrist Dr Vladimir Kahan were particularly effective in colluding with the criminality and Babs found herself rewarded with a job as children’s social worker adviser to Keith Joseph, Heath’s Secretary of State for the DHSS and Babs remained as the Gov’t adviser for many years, in addition to making herself useful on committees, Inquiries, in social work education, at the NCB (National Children’s Bureau) and cheerfully worked with social work academic and paedophile Peter Righton. See post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’.
Woolf became junior Counsel to the Inland Revenue (Common Law), 1973–74 and was first junior Treasury Counsel (Common Law), 1974–79. In 1979, Woolf was appointed as a Queen’s Bench Division High Court judge.
Woolf was promoted to Lord Justice of Appeal and became a member of the Privy Council in 1986, the year in which Oliver Brooke, the Prof of Paediatrics at St George’s Hospital Medical School, was jailed for child porn offences. Ollie was a key member of a pan-European paedophile ring and was released early on appeal by Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane in 1987. See post ‘Oliver!’.
The Court and the general public were never made aware that Ollie was the centre of a massive trafficking organisation rather than a sad old bugger with a few naughty pics; the police were fully aware of the seriousness of the situation but there was very obviously strings pulled at the highest level to ensure that Ollie didn’t suffer too much. Numerous of Ollie’s Top Doc colleagues were part of the same ring, particularly at St George’s and business continued while Ollie was inside. When Ollie was released he continued publishing with them and gave his affiliation as St George’s, although the staff of that institution – of which I was by then one – were told that Ollie had long departed. See post ‘Too Many Pills’.
Dafydd had me wrongfully arrested and unlawfully imprisoned 2-3 days before Ollie was imprisoned. See post ‘Hey, Hey DAJ, How Many Kids Did You Kill Today?’
Lord Justice Woolf was appointed to hold a five month Public Inquiry with HM Inspector of Prisons, Judge Stephen Tumim, into the 1990 riots at HMP Strangeways and other prisons. Woolf’s Inquiry sent letters to every prisoner and prison officer in the country. The Woolf Report, quoting many of the 1700 replies, was published on 25 February 1991 and blamed the loss of control of Strangeways on the prison officers abandoning the gates outside of the chapel, which “effectively handed the prison to the prisoners”. More fundamentally, however, Woolf blamed the “intolerable” conditions inside Strangeways in the months leading up to the riots and a “combination of errors” by the prison staff and Prison Service management as a central contributing factor. Finally, Woolf blamed the failure of successive governments to “provide the resources to the Prison Service which were needed to enable the Service to provide for an increased prison population in a humane manner”. Woolf recommended major reform of the Prison Service and made 12 key recommendations with 204 accompanying proposals.
It was this sort of thing that resulted in Woolf – as well as Tumim – gaining reputations as fair minded liberal reformers who were not afraid to talk frankly about the dreadful state of Britain’s prisons. This was not true; Woolf and Tumim both concealed the en masse abuse of kids in care and vulnerable adults as well as the serious crime associated with it. See previous posts for details re Stephen Tumim. The 1990 prison riots had been preceded by the 1989 riots at Risley Remand Centre, which then spread to other prisons.
Michael Mansfield was deeply involved with the fall-out from the Risley riots and subsequently represented some of the rioters when they were prosecuted for their part in the riots. Mansfield talked and wrote about the disgraceful conditions at Risley and the violence towards the inmates from the staff but he ignored the biggest outrage: the prisoners in the ‘hospital wing’ who were nearly all kids in care or other targets of Dafydd’s gang who had been fitted up. There were constant deaths in the hospital wing at Risley, usually by hanging, but from what Patient F told me re his time there, at least some of those suicides were probably murders committed by the staff. Despite the euphemistic title of ‘hospital wing’ there was no treatment available there except for huge doses of anti-psychotics and a visiting pox doctor. The situation with regard to children in care being held in Risley was so shameful that the Home Office refused to release statistics relating to ‘prisoners’ under 15 years old there, some of whom had died. These were not hardened adult criminals as might be assumed by the use of the word ‘prisoner’, they were, literally, children who were the victims of a paedophile gang run by people in professional jobs. See post ‘Include Me Out’.
The prisoners to whom Michael Mansfield gave such a sympathetic hearing were not the kids in care or other victims of Dafydd’s gang; they were the ‘real’ criminals who terrorised the kids in care and psych patients, I was told about this at first hand. ‘There were murderers there, I was terrified’. Michael Mansfield and indeed no-one else said a word about those languishing on the ‘hospital wing’ in Risley.
Risley was run as the gang’s personal prison; there was a very chummy relationship between Dafydd and the authorities at Risley. Documentation was forged both within Risley and at Home Office level and Risley staff and managers were fully aware that inmates had been framed by the gang. Visitors who raised concerns about the brutality inflicted upon the inmates were threatened themselves and all laws were flouted. See previous posts.
Woolf subsequently became Patron of the Rehabilitation for Addicted Prisoners Trust and an Ambassador for the Prison Advice and Care Trust. Yet another safe pair of hands to reassure everyone that a Nice Man was now overseeing what had become a national embarrassment.
Woolf was appointed a Law Lord on 1 October 1992, mid way through the North Wales Police investigation into the possibility of a VIP paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire. Woolf became a Law Lord after a number of attempts by the gang to have me imprisoned after perjuring themselves in the High Court throughout 1990 and 1991. The perjury was on such a scale and so obvious that case after case collapsed. No-one asked any questions and a few weeks later I would be arrested once more… See eg. ‘The Bitterest Pill’.
Woolf was promoted to the Master of the Rolls on 4 June 1996, just after William Hague announced that there would be a Public Inquiry into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. In 1998, during the Waterhouse Inquiry, Woolf served as the Head of the Committee that modernised civil procedure. The Civil Procedure Rules 1998 are a direct result of this work.
On 6 June 2000, five months after the publication of the Waterhouse Report, Henry Woolf succeeded Lord Thomas Bingham as Lord Chief Justice. Thomas Bingham had a track record as good as any in terms of links with Dafydd and the gang and Bingham was good enough to live in Wales himself, in Powys. See previous posts.
As Lord Chief Justice, Woolf spoke out at Cambridge University in 2004 against the Constitutional Reform Bill that would create a Supreme Court of the UK to replace the Lords as the final Court of Appeal in the UK and he severely questioned the Lord Chancellor’s and the Govt’s handling of recent constitutional reforms. Woolf delayed his retirement as Lord Chief Justice until these issues had been resolved. The issues were clearly resolved to the satisfaction of Dafydd and the gang and the wider Westminster Paedophile Ring as business continued as normal, although in the year that Woolf Spoke Out, that case brought against me for threatening to kill collapsed… Just as well that as ever there was no investigation into the perjury of at least eight NHS staff and a police officer, as well as Judge Huw Daniel breaching the law in open court…
In 2003 Woolf was appointed a Non-Permanent Judge of the Court of Final Appeal of Hong Kong, which position he held until 2012.
On his retirement as Lord Chief Justice on 1 October 2005, Woolf joined Blackstone Chambers as a mediator and arbitrator. See previous posts for info on those in Blackstone Chambers. Blackstone Chambers is all liberal and caring and concerns itself with Human Rights work. That is why Cherie and Miranda’s mate Michael Beloff QC – who also used to share a Chambers with Cherie – is based there. Beloff was the legal adviser to the insurers of Clwyd County Council and it was he who ensured that the Jillings Report of 1996 reporting on the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council was made available to no-one – not even the Councillors – but insurers and lawyers and was subsequently pulped. Beloff ensured that his order to suppress that Report was followed by telling the insurers to withdraw the Council’s insurance cover if the Council made the Report available, which would have made Councillors personally liable for paying the former kids in care compensation if they sued for damages. See post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’
As a belt and braces approach, Clwyd County Council disappeared as a result of a local gov’t reorganisation not long after the Jillings Report was completed.
The insurers of Clwyd County Council, Municipal Mutual, were also the insurers of the North Wales Police. When Beloff dispensed his pearls, one of the Directors of Municipal Mutual was Merlyn Rees, the former Labour Home Secretary and N Ireland Secretary who had when in office concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring and Dafydd’s gang’s crimes. Merlyn originated in south Wales and subsequently became a Labour MP for a Leeds constituency, at Jimmy Savile Central. See previous posts.
Michael Beloff’s dad was Lord Max Beloff, a friend of Ioan Bowen Rees, the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council while the gang ran riot in north Wales. Children and staff were exchanged between Gwynedd and Clwyd. Ioan was the direct boss of Lucille Hughes, Dafydd’s mistress who doubled up as Director of Gwynedd Social Services. Staff at both Bangor University and the Normal College served as Gwynedd County Councillors. See eg. ‘Meet The Gwerin!’ and ‘Thought For the Day’. See post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’ for info on Ioan, Lucille and their colleagues. Lord Max was one of the movers and shakers behind the University of Buckingham, Thatch’s dream of a private university, of which Thatch later became Chancellor. A number of friends and relations of Lord Max bagged academic posts at the University of Buckingham. Max’s sister – Michael’s aunt – Norah Beloff was a journo who worked for Reuters and for ‘The Observer’. After a number of years, Norah fell out with Donald Trelford and left ‘The Observer’, but the gang had it all covered because Norah’s husband worked at ‘The Observer’ as well. See previous posts.
Harold Wilson tried to have Norah sacked from ‘The Observer’ because of her hostility to him and the Labour Party, but he never managed it. Harold should have written Norah a thank you note rather than demanding her dismissal because Norah’s brother being mates with one of the principal facilitators of organised abuse in Wales saved a lot of people’s skins and guaranteed a useful stream of dishonest media reports about the miracles being performed by the NHS in north Wales, at Bangor University, etc.
Shortly after the Jillings Report was completed, Patient F and I were arrested on the basis of the perjury of Bridget Lloyd, an Angel employed in the Arfon Community Mental Health Team. Tony Francis prepared a Report for the Court for when we were found guilty weeks before the trial, which recommended that I should be banged up in a secure psychiatric unit what with me being so dangerous. We eventually stood trial in Jan 1997 and were acquitted by Caernarfon Magistrates Court. Of course there was no apology let alone an investigation. Documents in my possession demonstrate a truly impressive conspiracy with Lloyd being fully aware that she had lied her arse off to the police about the content of a phone call made to one of her colleagues by F and how much hard work the CPS put in to ensure that I was charged as well as F, although I hadn’t made the phone call. I was in the house when F made the phone call, so we were charged with joint venture. See previous posts…
Then there was the matter of F being denied essential medication when we were in police custody, being threatened and provoked by the custody Sgt, oh I can’t be bothered, it’s all in previous posts and comments, including the idiocy of the mental health services demanding that we be arrested and then the police calling mental health professional to ‘assess’ us in custody to ensure that we were fit to be charged, what with us being Nutters and Needing Care. We finally got out of Caernarfon Police Station too late to get the bus back to Bethesda, so we hitch hiked home. I don’t know why Dafydd didn’t turn up in his gold Range Rover, give us a lift, murder us and throw our dead bodies out onto the A5 wrapped up in carpet, it’s not as if anyone would have ever investigated.
Suicide Sarge. Definitely.
From September to December 2005, Lord Woolf conducted a review of the working methods of the European Court of Human Rights. In 2005 my lawyers finally obtained my medical records, but not before Keith Thomson, the CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust, was summoned before a High Court judge in Cardiff and threatened with imprisonment if he didn’t stop illegally withholding them. Even back then, my lawyer raised the possibility that we might have to take my case to Europe.
A Woolf in Human Rights Clothes:
Woolf is Chairman of the Bank of England Financial Markets Law Committee.
Among other work, Woolf has served as Chancellor of the Open University of Israel since 2004. He is Chairman of the Institute of Advanced Legal Studies, Chairman of the Council of UCL and a visiting Professor of Law. Over the past few years, UCL has established a cosy relationship with the School of Psychology at Bangor University. Prof Sarah-Jayne Blakemore of UCL has undertaken collaborative work with Prof Mark Williams (see post ‘They Are Myriad, They Are Legion’), who perpetrated the research fraud which is Mindfulness when Williams worked with Dafydd’s gang in Bangor in the late 1980s (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’).
Woolf is a member of the Lords Constitution Committee.
In 2006 Woolf was Chairman of the Judging Panel of the FIRST Responsible Capitalism Awards. Being a responsible capitalist, on 25 February 2007 Woolf was inaugurated as the first President of the Qatar Financial Centre Civil and Commercial Court, in Doha Qatar.
Responsible capitalism as promoted by Lord Woolf of Human Rights:
On 15 June 2007, Lord Woolf, being a man with a sense of humour, took the Chair of an Ethics Committee set up by BAE Systems, the UK’s largest arms company, in response to allegations of multi-million pound bribery in arms deals with Saudi Arabia. This particular Woolf Committee reported in May 2008 and influenced the Law Commission report proposing anti-corruption and bribery law reforms on 20 November 2008 and the Government’s consequent Bribery Bill published on 25 March 2009, which was ultimately enacted as the Bribery Act.
In 2007 Woolf was named as Co-chair, with Professor Kaufmann-Kohler, of the Commission on Settlement in International Arbitration, for the Centre for Effective Dispute Resolution for which Woolf also consults.
From 29–31 May 2009, Woolf served with High Court Judge Sir William Blair – Miranda’s elder brother – as the Co-Convener of the inaugural Qatar Law Forum of Global Leaders in Law, held in Doha, Qatar. It’s the responsible capitalism again.
Miranda’s brother Sir William James Lynton Blair (born 31 March 1950) is a retired judge. William specialises in domestic and international banking and finance law. Like Miranda, William was educated at the Choristers School in Durham and Fettes College. William studied Jurisprudence at Balliol, graduating in 1971. William was called to the Bar at Lincoln’s Inn in 1972. Lincoln’s Inn is certainly the place to be if one wants to conceal serious wrongdoing, other members include Miranda and Cherie and George Carman and dear old Lord Denning and his appalling vista were also members.
Denning was Master of the Rolls, 1962-82, so anyone who made it through the doors of Lincoln’s Inn during those years was guaranteed success, learning at the knee of the Master as innocent people were convicted of terrorist offences and had their appeals rejected not because Denning thought that they were guilty, but because if the convictions were overturned there would have to be an admission of such serious corruption that the legal system could not withstand it.
Here he is, listening in to my phone calls:
As an added bonus, Tom Denning’s brother Vice-Admiral Sir Norman Egbert Denning (19 November 1904 – 27 December 1979) was a Royal Naval and Intelligence Officer at the Admiralty and Defence Intelligence Staff who served as Director of Naval Planning, 1945-56, Director of Naval Intelligence, 1960-64 and Deputy Chief of Defence Staff for Intelligence, 1964-65. See previous posts for further info on Alfred aka Tom and Norman Denning.
Lord Louis Mountbatten, who moved in Norman Denning’s circle:
It’s good to know that such resources were put to good use in terms of upholding national security.
William Blair became a QC in 1994, the year after the Jillings Investigation was launched. 1994 was the year in which F and I met with two members of the Mental Health Act Commission and told then that Dafydd was sexually exploiting patients and that serious complaints about him were not being investigated. The Commission did write to Gwynedd Community Health Trust but they never received a response to our complaints. For weeks the Trust completely ignored the correspondence from the Mental Health Act Commission; when they did reply they sent the Commission a copy of a ‘care plan’ for us which was an odd response to the Commission. Care plans had not been discussed by us at any point.
Documents now in my possession show that by the time that the MHAC had written to the Trust, Dafydd, Tony Francis and Trust managers had corresponded with each other re the ‘danger’ that I presented to Dafydd. No evidence of the danger was supplied, but everyone agreed that I was planning to injure him, possibly seriously. At this time Dafydd wrote to his colleagues, as well as the MDU, explaining that a brick had been thrown through his glass door at home at about 3 am one night and it must have been me who did it because nobody else would have. By the time that Dafydd had written to his colleagues and the MDU, he had already held meetings with the North Wales Police, who assigned an officer to the case and noted that I had done this. I did not know about the brick or indeed the allegation that I had thrown it for quite some time, long after the MDU, the police and NHS staff had documented that I had thrown it.
I eventually found out about the accusation re the brick because an Angel had casually asked me two days after the alleged crime whether F and I had been at our place near Bethesda all weekend or whether we had hired a car to go out and about (which we occasionally did). I said no, we’d been in Rachub all weekend. I later found out that the Angel had immediately told them all that it could not have been me who threw the brick because I had no transport and was miles away from Dafydd’s house all weekend and Dafydd’s place was some two miles away from the nearest bus route anyway.
In spite of this, it remained documented that I had thrown the brick and in Nov 1994, Dafydd obtained an ex-parte injunction against me from Liverpool High Court of all places, on the grounds that I should be ordered to keep away from him because of my ‘harassment’ of Dafydd and the danger that I presented to him. The evidence in Dafydd’s affidavit did not relate to anything that I had done. He described how F had blown a raspberry down the phone at him and Dafydd also discussed his own anus in the affidavit. The only matter relating to me re crime was the brick that I had thrown through Dafydd’s door. Dafydd presented no evidence at all that I had done it; he simply stated that I had and that other people agreed that it had been me and that I was a danger to him but he couldn’t remember their names, although if he really wanted to find out who they were he could.
The only other matter relating to me in the affidavit was a piece of confidential medical information relating to me when I was 24 which was wholly irrelevant to the whole matter and constituted a breach of confidence. I subsequently made a complaint and the Gwynedd Community Health Trust at first failed to even investigate, although I received a letter from them telling me that they had investigated and had cleared Dafydd. I pressed the point and they then wrote to Dafydd who didn’t bother to reply. The Trust management then wrote to me and stated that because the breach of confidence had taken place in open court in Liverpool and I lived near Bethesda it was unlikely that anyone known to me had heard about it and thus it did not constitute a breach of confidence.
After I began this blog I was told that no-one threw a brick anyway, the brick was planted…
In true gang style, once Dafydd received that injunction it was used as yet another piece of evidence as to my dangerousness. As was the brick.
F and I met with the MHA Commissioners in the spring of 1994. They both told us and Jeff Crowther, the Nursing Officer who was ordered by the Trust managers to sit in on our meeting with them, that they had records of allegations that Dafydd was sexually exploiting patients going back as far as the 1960s.
On 9 June 1994, Matt Arnold, the Headmaster of Bryn Estyn, died from an ‘unspecified blood disease’. On 13 June 1994, the trial of Arnold’s long time friend and colleague Peter Howarth for sexually abusing boys in care in north Wales opened at Chester Crown Court. On 8 July 1994 Howarth was convicted and sentenced to 10 years.
On July 21 1994 Miranda became Leader of the Labour Party. John Smith had died on 12 May 1994, after Bart’s found that they could not revive him after a heart attack. The MHA Commission had initially written to the Trust about the complaint made by F and I in May 1994.
In 1994, Prof Eric Sunderland, a well-camouflaged paedophiles’ friend and the Principal of UCNW, announced that he was standing down. No-one knew why, Eric was in good health and lived another 20 years, continuing in public life and to be involved with UCNW. Sunderland was appointed Chairman of the Boundary Commission. Clwyd County Council disappeared in the autumn of 1996 as a result of a local gov’t reorganisation recommended by Sunderland et al. The Jillings investigation was underway when Eric stood down as Principal of UCNW.
Eric Sunderland grew up in Carmarthenshire but spent most of his academic career at Durham University before becoming Principal of UCNW in 1984. Eric’s wife was the daughter of a Durham family who I think owned coal mines. Miranda became the MP for a Durham constituency in 1983. In 1973 Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth relocated to Bryn Estyn from Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead. The North East was the location of a big ring linked to Dafydd’s gang. Durham and Newcastle Universities concealed the ring in the North East.
The chummy relationship between Westminster and those facilitating the crime empire in the North East went back years. Richard Crossman made entries in his diary in Aug 1968 detailing his visit to Newcastle, where he mingled with the civil servants in the Ministry of Social Security – Newcastle held the whole of Britain’s Social Security records – and then the NHS staff in the Newcastle hospitals. It is a sobering thought that the Ministry of Social Security’s main data base had been entrusted to Dafydd’s partners in crime, who routinely unlawfully accessed and shared confidential data in order to target victims.
While in Newcastle, Crossman had breakfast with Alderman Andy Cunningham, the Labour Party Regional Organiser and with the Chairman of the local Regional Executive. Four years after that breakfast with Crossman, Andy Cunningham went to prison after being convicted on corruption charges…
Bill Blair was appointed a Recorder in 1998, after Miranda had become PM, the year that Ronnie Waterhouse began writing his Report after the world had hurled insults at the former kids in care in north Wales who had given evidence of the beatings, gang rapes, bestiality etc in public during 1997. William Blair became a Deputy High Court Judge in 2003 and was in the same year admitted as a Barrister of the Eastern Caribbean Supreme Court in the Territory of the Virgin Islands. In 2003 I was on bail having been charged with threatening to kill and was awaiting for my trial which would be presided over by one of Bill Blair’s corrupt colleagues.
My trial took place in 2004. The charges of threatening to kill were withdrawn on the first day of the trial and I was instead charged with the lowest category of Public Order Offence. Sentencing was adjourned and when I returned for that, the corrupt judge Huw Daniel made a number of allegations against me in Court which he knew to be untrue but which were nonetheless reported in the local press, re ‘victims’ of mine, those alleged ‘victims’ being the family members of a corrupt NHS manager whom I had never met or even communicated with in any way. Shortly after this, someone in Somerset who knew what had happened to me at the hands of the gang and who found himself very wealthy indeed after my war with the gang began escalating in the late 1980s/early 1990s (see eg. ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’) was acquitted of manslaughter at Bristol Crown Court. He was acquitted as a result of the Presiding judge, Lady Justice Heather Hallett, ordering the jury to acquit on a technicality, not because his actions had not led to a man’s death. See previous posts.
On 4 February 2008 it was announced that Lilibet had approved Bill Blair’s appointment as a High Court Judge. In 2016 he became Judge in Charge of the Commercial Court. William became a member of London’s Financial Markets Law Committee in 2008. In 2012, William Blair became President of the Board of Appeal of the European Supervisory Authorities.
Wiiliam Blair has been visiting Professor of Law at the LSE since 1994, as visiting Professor at the Centre for Commercial Law Studies, Queen Mary, University of London since 1999. William is also an Honorary Fellow of the Society for Advanced Legal Studies and an academic adviser to the Asian Institute of International Financial Law.
From 2001 to 2008 William Blair served, part-time, as a Chairman of the Financial Services and Markets Tribunal (Finsmat) and from 2003 to 2005 he was Chairman of the Commercial Bar Association (Combar). Sir William was also Chairman of the International Monetary Law Committee of the International Law Association (2004) and of the Qatar Financial Centre Appeals Body (2006).
William retired as a High Court Judge on 1 December 2017 to take up a position as Professor of Financial Law and Ethics at Queen Mary, University of London. In 2018, William was appointed to sit part-time as a Deputy Judge of the High Court of Hong Kong.
Bill Blair is well known at the Bar as a leading QC in banking law, a field in which the top practitioners trouser £1m a year or more. His clients are a roll call of leading banks, UK and international and he advises financial services regulators abroad. Bill’s brother’s mate Silvio knows how to enjoy himself.
In 2018, Bill Blair’s mate Lord Henry Woolf was appointed the Head Justice of the Astana International Financial Centre Court in Astana, Kazakhstan. Miranda, Cherie and their friends are strangely drawn to totalitarian regimes, it must be their background in Human Rights.
It was Henry Woolf who presided over a 1983 case in the High Court which would have, had anyone really wanted to, exposed the trafficking of children in care across the UK, including the activities of Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. It was of course the judgement handed down by Woolf in the Gillick case (see previous posts for the details). Victoria Gillick, a mother of a big family who lived in East Anglia, had sought a ruling in law that her daughters who were under 16 would not be prescribed the contraceptive pill by Top Docs.
Mrs Gillick I suspect knew what Brown, me and others who had grown up in areas where trafficking rings were present knew; that in the name of ‘being sensible’, girls as young as 12 and 13 were being positively encouraged to take the contraceptive pill, not because they had a stable partner who actually cared about them, but because they were being coerced into sex with a range of unscrupulous men who didn’t want the evidence of a pregnancy left behind. Most of those girls were in local authority care. Top Docs undoubtedly knew that these were kids who were being exploited by their colleagues who ran the rings.
Mrs Gillick succeeded in causing an impressive furore, but as usual the thing that really needed saying was lost in the confusion as to whether she was a dreadful old harridan – and a Roman Catholic with it!! – who was exerting an iron rod over her adolescent daughters, or a sensible concerned mother. A great many people could have stood up at that point and said that Mrs Gillick’s daughters were not at risk here but all those kids in care most definitely were. No-one breathed a word. The voices of teenaged girls themselves were absent, although Mrs Gillick’s own daughters maintained an admirably robust defence of their mum and her values when they were pursued by tabloid journos as they were sun-bathing etc.
I suspect that there was a great deal of pressure within medicine for everyone to keep quiet in the face of Victoria Gillick. I was friends with a medical student at Cardiff at the time who knew what was going on re the abuse of kids and vulnerable people in Wales and was right behind Mrs Gillick’s campaign, but as the crap flew, my friend began to distance herself from the campaign and ended up being nearly as condemning of Mrs Gillick as most of her colleagues were.
Woolf’s judgement was delivered in the High Court on 26 July 1983, Gillick v West Norfolk & Wisbech AHA & DHSS  3 WLR (QBD) and it clarified the law under which doctors could prescribe contraception to minors. Woolf ruled that if the minor was ‘competent’, it was OK. If all Top Docs behaved as they should, the notion of a competent minor would be fine. Top Docs don’t behave as they should and Dafydd and similar say anything at all that suits their own purposes, even if it is a bare-faced lie and needs to be reinforced with forged documentation.
Mrs Gillick lived in Cambridgeshire but her case was brought against a Health Authority in Norfolk. Norfolk was the location of organised abuse which was given a considerable helping hand by Dafydd’s pal, Lord David Ennals, the Labour MP for Dover, 1964-70 and Norwich North, Feb 1974-83. See post ‘The Science Of Animal Behaviour’.
David Ennals’ brother Martin was the Secretary General of Amnesty International, 1968-80. One aspect of Lord Woolf’s life that was always used to reassure everyone of his impeccably liberal credentials and all round good bloke qualities was his membership of and support for Amnesty. But then Dafydd’s partner in crime John Tilley was a mate of Lord Scarman. See previous posts.
Ennals had served as a Minister in the DHSS under Dick Crossman, where Ennals had played a major role in concealing the abuse of psych patients and ensuring that Dafydd and Gwynne were allowed to do whatever they wanted. Ennals then served as Secretary of State for the DHSS, 1976-79, under Jim Callaghan. Jim Callaghan and his wife Audrey were both concealing organised abuse/the Westminster Paedophile Ring and Audrey used her position as Chairman of the Governors of Great Ormond Street Hospital and then as their leading fundraiser to do this.
It was Jim Callaghan who as Home Secretary gave Leo Abse, a member of the Westminster Paedophile Ring and good mate of George Thomas, everything Abse needed to prepare the legislation that became the Children Act 1974, which resulted in so many kids being handed over into the care of Dafydd’s gang and other linked gangs. Dafydd’s mates served as members of the relevant committee, as advisers to that committee and then Dr Death did the honours as soon as Harold Wilson was re-elected in 1974 and used his Private Member’s Bill to ensure that the Act ended up on the statute books as speedily as possible. See eg.’Cry, the Beloved Country’.
Ennals was Secretary of State for the DHSS when Dafydd and the gang unlawfully imprisoned Mary Wynch. Ennals spent years in various positions in MIND to provide added protection for Dafydd and Ennals was mates with Dafydd’s crazy pal from the Maudsley, Dr Jim Birley, who served as the President of the Royal College of Psychiatrists while facilitating abuse in Southwark. See previous posts. David Ennals was also friendly with senior figures in the local NHS in Norfolk.
David Ennals died on 17 June 1995 as part of the rush for the pearly gates in that year on the part of so many who could have named names eg. Viv Stanshall, Peter Cook, Bing Spear, Geraint Morgan QC and Sir Peter Morrison. See previous posts. Ennals died from pancreatic cancer, bechod, Ah the doctors they were wonderful and tried their best, but as so many of them are lying criminals and so are the coroners, who knew what the truth was. Lord Ennals was in the Golden Ring in the Sky before Ronnie began his Inquiry.
Throughout 1995, Gwynedd Community Health Trust continued to consult a number of lawyers as to whether they could possibly find yet more things to charge me with and began demanding that forensic psychiatrists give second opinions on me what with me being dangerous.
David Ennals’ son Sir Paul Martin Ennals is Chair of Haringey Local Safeguarding Children board (LSCB),
South Tyneside LSCB, Gateshead LSCB and Sunderland LSCB. Paul Ennals also Chairs the Safeguarding Adult Boards of Gateshead, South Tyneside and Sunderland. Ennals was previously Chief Executive of the NCB (National Children’s Bureau), a post he took up in 1998, having previously been Director of Education and Employment for the RNIB. Paul Ennals was Vice-Chairman of the Gov’t’s National Advisory Group on SEN, 1997-2001, Chairman of the Council for Disabled Children, 1993–1998 and founder Chairman of the Special Educational Consortium.
In 2000 Paul Ennals Chaired an independent review of pre-schools and playgroups funded by the DfES. He Chaired the DfES/Dept of Health working group which produced the guidance on disabled children aged birth to three years Together from the Start in 2002 – the precursor to the Early Support Programme. Paul Ennals served on the Department of Health Strategy Group for the Children’s National Service Framework and Chaired the group which produced the core standards. In 2003 Ennals Chaired the Task Group making recommendations on children and young people for the Public Health White Paper.
Paul Ennals was Chairman of the Children Workforce Development Council, 2009-12. CWDC represented the interests of employers and employees working with children in early years, social care and related settings. Paul Ennals currently Chairs the Voluntary Organisations Network North East (VONNE), Fareshare Northeast and the Fulfilling Lives Strategic Board. Paul Ennals is Vice-Chair of Ways to Wellness.
Paul’s dad’s mate was a shining example of a Way to Wellness:
Paul Ennals was knighted in the 2009 Birthday Honours. The year after that Dafydd’s mates ensured that Merfyn’s wife didn’t survive in the face of the Ways to Wellness.
Victoria Gillick had also had doings with the local authorities in Cambridgeshire, which was host to an elite long-standing sex abuse ring which was afforded a great deal of protection by Cambridge University and the likes of Trumpers.
In March 1997 at Chester Crown Court, Keith Laverack, the former Director of Cambridgeshire Social Services, was sentenced to 18 years in prison for the sexual abuse of kids in care during the 1970s and 80s. The Presiding judge was none other than Huw Daniel, who steamed away commenting about Laverack’s ‘perverted lusts’ and after sentence was passed the No Nonsense Judge received a round of applause from those in the public gallery. At the same time, the No Nonsense Judge had ignored a police request not to lift a previous court order that the police had obtained preventing the naming in Court of a number of other men who had been charged with sex offences, on the grounds that naming them could jeopardise the ongoing police inquiry into a big paedophile ring. Daniel lifted the order nonetheless. See previous posts.
Laverack had worked in teaching and social care for decades in Cheshire and in Cambridgeshire. One consistent accusation emerging from every investigation into organised abuse in north Wales/Cheshire was that a few bottom feeding social workers and teachers were charged yet other high profile people involved were never even named yet alone charged. Jonathan King made the same allegation when he was jailed and has stuck by that story. King is a Cambridge graduate and alleges that the Presiding judge at his trial had committed exactly the same offences when they were young for which King was imprisoned years later.
So the No Nonsense Judge who is an associate of Dafydd et al threw a spanner in the works of a big police investigation into organised abuse three months after the Waterhouse Inquiry began yet received a round of applause in Court for being Tough On That Pervert And His Lusts.
Henry Woolf’s judgement against Victoria Gillick was reported by BBC News on July 26 1983:
A mother of 10 has failed to prevent doctors prescribing contraception to under-16s without parental consent.
Victoria Gillick appeared at the High Court seeking a declaration that none of her five daughters – aged 1 to 13 – could be prescribed or advised on birth control until they are 16. Mr Justice Woolf ruled against her application and also rejected her attempt to prevent the Department of Health and Social Security (DHSS) distributing a circular advising doctors they can give contraception to under-16s without parental consent.
When she heard the verdict Mrs Gillick, 36, burst into tears and collapsed into her husband’s arms shouting, “God Almighty, that’s ridiculous.”
I really wish that people like Victoria Gillick didn’t do this sort of thing. She had spotted the tip of a truly dreadful iceberg and collapsing in her husbands arms in tears in front of the paedophiles’ pal in the High Court just elicited a rush of Why Of Why stories, rather than a ‘Has anyone realised what the Top Docs are actually doing???’ story.
“The judge doesn’t realise there are a large number of doctors happily encouraging children to be promiscuous,” she added, shaking with emotion. It was a great deal worse, the Top Docs were trafficking kids and Dafydd was encouraging live sex shows for the Angels in his ‘young person’s unit’ as ‘therapy’. Furthermore Lord Woolf almost certainly did know what was going on.
Counsel for Mrs Gillick, Mr Gerard Wright QC, had argued the act of giving contraceptive advice or treatment was “very close” to the criminal offence of aiding and abetting unlawful sexual intercourse. Gang raping kids in care was a definitely a criminal offence as was abducting and imprisoning young people who turned down offers from Dafydd and his mates.
The judge told the court: “I would regard the pill prescribed to the woman as not so much the ‘instrument for a crime or anything essential to its commission,’ but a palliative against the consequences of the crime.” Would it not be more sensible to stop the crime Lord W??? Here you are luv, the rapists are on their way, at least you won’t get pregnant and in the event of you catching a dose, there’s dear old Gwynedd Health Authority’s clap clinic. Now that you’ve been trafficked, the Top Docs will have a great time breaching confidence and telling everyone that you’ve got an STI and how Shocked and Disgusted they are and You’re Lying To Get Compensation. STI at 14 tch tch what does that say about them.
Mrs Gillick’s husband Gordon, 32, a designer, told reporters the case had cost more than £7,600, although a large proportion was paid by legal aid. The couple – from Wisbech, Cambridgeshire – said they would continue the fight and remortgage their 13-bedroom Georgian home if necessary. Mrs Gillick, a Roman Catholic, has been in a four-year dispute over the issue with West Norfolk and Wisbech Health Authority. She says she has received thousands of letters of support and has the backing of the National Housewives Association with its 25,000 members.
The Family Planning Association has welcomed the judgement.
The FPA were fully on board with the traffickers and often hid under the disguise of promoting wimmin’s rights. Previous posts have mentioned some of the leading lights in the FPA who were mates with Dafydd and the gang, including Wimmin’s Champ Baroness Vera Houghton and That Nice Doctor, John Dunwoody.
- Henry Woolf also handed down judgement in the Diane Blood case. On 6 February 1997, three judges, led by Woolf, then Master of the Rolls, said that the HFEA had failed to exercise discretion when it denied Diane Blood the right to have her dead husband’s child in March 1995. The decision allowed Blood to have a child using her former husband’s sperm, which was obtained shortly before he died.
The problems resulting from the HFEA were yet more examples of Gov’t failure to reign in the Top Docs and the linked gangs. A great song and dance was made of the appointment of Mary Warnock (see previous posts), a Woman and Moral Philosopher as the first Chair of the HFEA and author of the Warnock Report. Warnock was completely out of her depth in the field of IVF; even if she did understand the science, she had no idea what was going on in the clinics. Warnock had when younger colluded with organised abuse in Oxfordshire and the person who called the shots re the Warnock Committee was the Top Doc Dame Josephine Barnes who was facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring herself and had been married to Sir Brian Warren, Ted Heath’s Top Doc and personal friend, who was also facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring. See post ‘ Uncle Harry’s Friends…’.
- In October 2000, Woolf reduced the minimum sentence of Jon Venables and Robert Thompson for the murder of James Bulger by two years in recognition of their good behaviour and remorse shown while in detention, effectively restoring the original trial judge’s eight-year recommended minimum sentence.
The case of Venables and Thompson was a splendid example of how hopeless the criminal justice system and the ‘intensive care’ on offer for troubled children is. Although there was much angry criticism of the tabloid headlines that accompanied the case, which involved the murder of a toddler by two 10 year old boys and the fact that the two boys were tried in an adult court allegedly very ‘unfriendly’ to children, it was accepted that their placing in specialist units for troubled kids after the trial was the best outcome. Yet it was that part which unravelled.
Psychiatrists’ reports firmly identified Robert Thompson as being the bigger problem, a boy from a difficult background who was variously described as ‘evil’ and ‘psychopathic’ and given a terribly bleak prognosis. Jon Venables was described as a boy with mild learning disabilities with two caring parents who had been ‘led on’ by the wicked little brat Thompson. The Top Docs maintained that once away from Thompson, there would be no major problems with Jon. The boys were placed in separate, specialist, secure children’s units, Jon in the Red Bank Home on Merseyside and Robert in Barton Moss Secure Care Centre in Manchester. Robert grew up with no serious problems, passed A levels, was released with a new identity to begin an FE or HE course and the public heard no more about him. Jon had terrible problems and after release was recalled to prison on account of him accessing child porn and getting into trouble with the law in other ways as well. He was unable to keep his true identity a secret and was a major security risk because of this and received numerous death threats. It was revealed that when he was 17 and in Red Bank, Jon had been sexually involved with one of the female members of staff.
Some of the Top Docs involved with the assessment and management of Jon and Robert are still considered to be the best in their field, despite getting it so badly wrong. There will have been other disasters at their hands which never became public knowledge. Jon and Robert grew up in Dafydd’s empire on Merseyside.
See previous posts for further details of the Venables and Thompson case and those involved.
- In July 2002, Lord Woolf, together with Mr Justice Curtis and Mr Justice Henriques, refused Barry George’s first appeal against his conviction for the murder of Jill Dando. However, in November 2007, the next Lord Chief Justice, Lord Phillips, in the light of further expert opinions of the forensic evidence, declared George’s conviction “unsafe” and also ordered a retrial. George was held in custody pending retrial and following an eight week hearing he was acquitted on 1 August 2008.
It is now acknowledged that the conviction of Barry George was such an obvious miscarriage of justice that it is one of those falling into the category of ‘how did it ever happen?’ Jill was shot in the head by a professional assassin. Barry George was a roller skating Freddie Mercury fan with mild learning disabilities who at the time of the murder was at a day centre four miles away. But he was a bit of a weirdo so obviously it was him wot did it. After Barry George had languished in prison for a few years for being an Empowered Service User, the Labour Gov’t made every excuse that it could not to compensate him for the idiocy which led to him being convicted.
See previous posts for details of other cases which are feared to be possible serious miscarriages of justice over which Mr Justice Henriques presided.
Henry Woolf, an Ashkenazi Jew, first met his wife Marguerite Sassoon, a Sephardi Jew, at a social event which was organised by a mutual friend at the National Liberal Club and they married in early 1961. Jeremy Thrope was a regular at the National Liberal Club in those days; Lord Woolf undoubtedly knew him. Woolf has three sons who all entered the law and seven grandchildren.
Woolf was elected an Honorary Fellow of the British Academy in 2000, the year that the Waterhouse Report was published and an Honorary Fellow of the Academy of Medical Sciences in 2002, year that I was charged with threatening to kill.
Fiona Woolf, the first Chair of IICSA appointed by Theresa May, who very soon had to resign as more and more of her close connections to Leon Brittan who had concealed so much evidence of organised abuse became public, is married to solicitor Nicholas Woolf. I’m not certain that Nicholas Woolf is a relative of Henry Woolf – he is too old to be Henry Woolf’s son, although there is another solicitor called Nick Woolf who may be Henry Woolf’s son- but Fiona Woolf’s background is worth discussing in terms of her being the first choice of Theresa’s as Chair of IICSA.
Dame Catherine Fiona Woolf (née Swain; born 11 May 1948) is a corporate lawyer who served as Lord Mayor of London, 2013–14, acting as global ambassador for UK-based financial and business services. Fiona Woolf has held and still holds many other significant positions in the City of London.
Catherine Fiona Swain was born in Edinburgh, the daughter of Dr R.H.A. Swain and his wife, Margaret Helen Hart. Whether Margaret is any relation of another Hart who occupied the role of Welsh Gov’t Health Minister as serious criminality raged in the north Wales NHS and failed to deal with it I don’t know.
Dr Richard Henry Austin Swain (1910–1981) was a British virologist, bacteriologist and pathologist, known as Dick Swain. Swain was born in Wimbledon in February 1910, the son of master builder, Charles Henry Swain. He was educated at Cheltonian College, then Dulwich College and then studied Medicine at Cambridge. In 1939 Swain began working as a Demonstrator in Pathology at Bart’s. Dick Swain will have known Reginald Vick, the Bart’s surgeon of that era who was the father of Lady Juliet Bingley, one of Dafydd’s partners in crime, as was Lady Juliet’s son, William.
In 1942 Swain joined the RAMC and served as a military pathologist with the Central Mediterranean Forces. He was demobbed in 1946. In 1949 Swain joined Edinburgh University as Lecturer, then Reader, in Pathology and Virology. In 1949 Dick Swain was elected an Fellow of the Royal Society of Edinburgh. Swain died in Edinburgh on 11 May 1981. Dick Swain could hardly have missed the presence of Henry Walton and Sula Wolff, Edinburgh’s Power Couple among the Top Docs who doubled up as psychiatrists yet somehow amassed a collection of art treasures worth more than £5 million on their NHS salaries. See post ‘A Charming, Uplifting Sound…’ Henry and Sula had links to Issy Kolvin and the North East network and thus to Dafydd and the gang.
Fiona Woolf was educated in Edinburgh at St Denis School (subsequently part of St Margaret’s School), before studying Law and Psychology at Keele. Keele attracted a considerable number of staff who colluded with organised abuse, perhaps because of Keele’s location in Staffordshire, in an area of a sex abuse ring that was linked to other rings including Dafydd’s gang. Peter Righton worked at Keele, as did Professor John Hutt, a psychologist networked with Dafydd’s circle and Jane Tunstill was given a Chair at Keele after she served on the Jillings Investigation panel. Charlotte Williams who spent most of her career as a social worker in north Wales ended up with a Chair at Keele. Michael Mansfield and Alun Michael were students at Keele.
Woolf completed a postgraduate course in Comparative Law at the University of Strasbourg.
Fiona Woolf qualified as a solicitor in 1973 and worked as an assistant at Clifford Chance until 1978. See previous posts for the names of folk at Clifford Chance who contributed to the efforts to ensure that the evidence of the Westminster Paedophile Ring remained unavailable to their targets/victims.
Woolf then moved to CMS Cameron McKenna where she was a partner, 1981-2004. CMS Cameron McKenna Nabarro Olswang LLP, trading as CMS, is a multinational law firm headquartered in London. It has over 250 partners and 73 offices across Europe, the Middle East, South America and Asia. When considered as a single firm, CMS is one of the ten largest law firms in the world. In May 2014 Dundas and Wilson combined with CMS.
Susan Calman formerly worked as a lawyer with Dundas and Wilson, the little Scottish lesbian Susan who has cats and self-esteem issues, who’s dad Sir Ken is one of the toppest of the Top Docs and colluded with research fraud and malpractice in cancer research for years and then in his capacity as Chief Medical Officer for Scotland, 1989-91 and then for England and Wales, 1991-97, concealed the criminality of Dafydd’s gang and the rest of the Westminster Paedophile Ring. See previous posts.
John Major’s Gov’t appointed Sir Ken as CMO in time for the North Wales Police’s investigation into a possible VIP paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire and Sir Ken remained in post until Ronnie Waterhouse had finished hearing the evidence from former kids in care in north Wales and calling them liars. Sir Ken was at the top while documents were forged by those we know and love employed in the NHS and when evidence was planted and perjury committed in a desperate attempt to have me incarcerated.
Here’s Sir Ken looking pleased with himself:
Sir Ken and daughter Susan are committed SNP supporters and Sir Ken was an adviser to the Scottish Gov’t.
Susan has overcome much adversity in life as her fans know. Susan was short and plump and gay when no-one else on the planet was short and plump and gay and she spent seven years slumming it as an international lawyer before realising that her true self was a celeb with huge self-esteem issues and not at all establishment. Being the daughter of probably Scotland’s most powerful man – although that status might have taken a bit of a knock now – was yet another burden that Susan had to bear.
When her father was concealing gangs of paedophiles who were raping kids in care, Susan had to endure the horror of being dressed up in velvet knickerbockers and taken to elite art galleries. It left a lasting scar on her as those who have listened to her Radio 4 shows know. A boy in care in north Wales sustained a ruptured anus Susan and one of your dad’s peers told him that he had piles. That is nothing as compared to having to wear silly outfits though is it. You could probably have run away to the police and told them of your trauma and they’d have had a jolly joke with your dad about it. Kids ran away from the children’s homes in north Wales hundreds of times, often with serious injuries. They were recorded as ‘absconders’ and returned by the police to the sex offenders with whom they were living. When they were found dead, there was no investigation because they had ‘absconded’ so often that as any fule kno, there was nothing that could be done for People Like That, God knows Dr DA tried… Your dad concealed the whole bloody lot for six years.
People Like That Susan. That was the term used for those kids who had grown up in care and were then illegally held in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. I know because when I made friends with them, an Angel snapped at me that she really didn’t think that I ought to be making friends with People Like That. Your dad was CMO when lies were told about the North Wales Hospital closing down and the People Like That having been moved Into The Community.
Who cares about People Like That? There’s a glitter ball to think of!!
There wasn’t a Lunatic’s Ball at Denbigh, but they did have a patients’ disco. I and my friends wanted to go because we imagined that it would be grim and we wanted to take the piss. Dafydd’s henchmen wouldn’t let us, probably because we were People Like That. They did occupational therapy at Denbigh as well Susan. Not placements with international law firms but packing Dr Whites in boxes for no pay. Not that I was ever granted that privilege, they wouldn’t let me out of the locked ward until I was physically put on the train to London and told to shut my mouth about DA and never come back to north Wales again. To pack the Dr Whites for no pay one had to be Getting Better and not on the locked ward.
Ah the doctors they were wonderful!
I think that I’ll go into the sanitary protection business myself, it is seriously profitable particularly if one can utilise the forced labour of illegally imprisoned Empowered Service Users. I’ll produce a whole line of different products, named after Top Docs in true sanitary protection tradition. The ‘Dr DA’, for use in dire emergencies eg. haemorrhage; the ‘Sir Ken’, an elite brand, available from Jenners in Edinburgh and Harrods in London; the ‘Uncle Harry With Wings’, for Wimmin of the Labour Party; the ‘Dr Wendy’, for the aftermath of your 15th abortion as a result of your chaotic and disordered lifestyle and nothing at all to do with that trafficking gang that have you in their clutches; the ‘Dr Phil “dad of daughters” Banfield’, for Special Measures…
Susan’s dad, being a staple of the medical establishment in Glasgow, knew Richard Crossman’s people trafficking adviser, psychiatric social worker Kay Carmichael – Kay’s first husband was the Labour politician Lord Neil Carmichael and her second one was Prof David Donnison – both husbands were on board with organised abuse (see post ‘Vested Interests Or Common Pool?’) – and other fun people such as Sam Galbraith, the offensive and confrontational neurosurgeon to whom the Windbag grovelled in order to have a Seriously Impressive Top Doc in the Labour Party after Tony Francis panicked about the prospect of Brown and I going public on matters north Wales (see previous posts).
Sir Ken also knows how Gwen Jones-Edwards, a jobbing Top Doc at the disaster that was the Hergest Unit, bagged a job as Clinical Director of Southern General, the flagship neurosurgery establishment in Glasgow, although Gwen is not a neurosurgeon. Southern General has continued to receive huge amounts of dosh from the Scottish Gov’t and is now very impressive indeed, one of the best hospitals in Western Europe. Little old Gwen ‘Christ there’s a Public Inquiry upon us, I’m moving to Scotland’ Jones-Edwards lives in style on the banks of Loch Lomond these days, having thought that the patients to whom she lied and passed onto butchers when she did a runner would be forever in ignorance. Gwen knew some Masters students at the Maudsley as well and sent them patients from north Wales with serious and complex problems telling the patients that they were being referred for ‘therapy’. When the ‘therapy’ didn’t work, the patients were told that they’d had specialist therapy at the Best Centre In The UK and the problem was them.
Sir Ken knows all about the disgrace that is Parkhead Hospital, in the East End of Glasgae, far away from Southern General, where there are no facilities at all but more importantly also Angels who assault patients, steal drugs from the pharmacy and flog them and access porn channels on the patients’ TVs. Yes of course I wrote to the appropriate authorities – including Alistair Carmichael MP – when I witnessed it all and no of course no action was taken. The added extra was the blood and hair and bits of scalp that were on the wall of the shower. I wondered if an over-enthusiastic Angel had rammed the head of an Empowered Service User against the wall or whether there had been a genuine accident. I took photos of the dreadful conditions in Parkhead and found myself pursued by an Angel shrieking that ‘wasn’t allowed’. Under what law she did not explain. When I finally got out of that particular hell hole I did a bit of research and found that there had been scandal after scandal, death after death and that Parkhead had been earmarked for closure years previously but it just hadn’t happened. See previous posts for further details re Parkhead Hospital.
Two members of the gang in north Wales relocated from Glasgae. Angel Jim Henry, latterly of the Hergest Unit, who’s ex-wife Lena became the Nurse Manager there as the ship slowly sank and after perjuring herself in court – twice – in attempts to have me imprisoned, Lena was kind enough to tell her sister how mad and dangerous I was. Lena’s sister worked as a secretary at Bangor University’s School of Education where I was doing my PhD and what fun Lena’s sister Gwen Hughes had passing on the Expert Opinion of her people trafficking sister. When Lena was a student nurse, she used to supervise the packing of the Dr Whites at Denbigh. Jim Henry used to work at one of Dafydd’s ‘nursing homes’, where the staff had sex with the patients. In the kitchen as well, on the table.
They’re Lying To Get Compensation!
The other Angel from Glasgae was the mad, violent and dishonest Stephen Gallagher, who after threatening me, unlawfully refusing to treat me and then telling the police that I had threatened him, escaped any investigation after my lawyer reminded the CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust, Martin Jones, that it had all been caught on CCTV. Martin ordered the destruction of the CCTV, cheerfully admitted this and the fallacious allegation that I had ‘threatened and abused’ Gallagher remained enshrined as fact upon my medical records with Martin refusing to amend it. As did Gallagher’s allegation that I had ‘held a nurse hostage’. When I ordered a copy of that particular document, it had disappeared from the files but was helpfully replaced by a tracer slip informing the staff that that document had been removed on the orders of ‘management’. Where it went no-one could tell me.
But then my medical records also state that I have been ‘in prison for attacking someone with a knife’. I had an enjoyable few days years ago asking the NW Wales NHS Trust if they could let me know which prison I was in, when and for how long and who presided over the trial. Answer came there none. It still states on my medical records that I have been in prison for attacking someone with a knife. The last time that I ordered a copy of my records, I had also ‘sexually assaulted a psychiatrist’. The Information Commissioner failed to take up my case and at that point I gave up and decided to get blogging.
Martin may hate me with a vengeance but had he bothered to act after that business between Gallagher and I – Gallagher had already been subjected to disciplinary action after a Top Doc complained about him and a mole told me that there was a note on Gallagher’s HR file stating that his ‘competence and integrity could not be relied upon’ – he might have saved the life of the patient who was found dead in the Cathedral Gardens in Bangor after Gallagher threw him out of Ysbyty Gwynedd refusing to treat him. It was OK though, it was explained at the inquest that although that man was once a well-loved member of a stable family, he descended into alcoholism and became homeless and Mr Gallagher had no obligation to treat People Like That.
For further details of the law breaking and aggression of Gallagher and his mate Angel Andrew Parry and their constant lies, see post ‘Two Dangerous Very Dishonest Nurses’.
Fiona Woolf was a specialist legal adviser on major infrastructure developments, particularly with regard to infrastructure legislation and energy markets; she played a role in the 1985 treaty agreements between the British and French Govt’s concerning the Channel Tunnel. Woolf subsequently went on to work with almost 30 gov’ts around the world. She is a consultant to CMS Cameron McKenna and a Senior Adviser to London Economics International LLC.
In 2001–02 Woolf was awarded a Senior Fellowship at the Harvard Kennedy School’s Centre for Business and Government. While at Harvard, Woolf wrote a book on attracting investment in electricity transmission systems: Global Transmission Expansion: Recipes for Success (2003).
Woolf is an Honorary Bencher of Middle Temple, ‘a life position which recognises contributions to the legal profession’. Ronnie Waterhouse was a member of Middle Temple.
Woolf is associated with several livery companies. She is a Court Assistant of the Solicitors’, the Plumbers’ and the Wax Chandlers’ companies and an Honorary Court Assistant of the Worshipful Company of Builders’ Merchants. Woolf is also a liveryman of the Arbitrators’, Marketors’ and the Tax Advisers’ companies.
Woolf served as President of the Law Society of England and Wales, 2006-07. In her valedictory speech on stepping down, she said that in her year as President she had met with “98 of the top 100 firms and another 25 or so beyond that”. Fiona was “delighted to have met with so many top firms…they had a huge number of ideas about what we should be doing for them”.
What those firms thought that Woolf could do for them must have been achieved simply by them placing their orders after someone from their company shook her hand. Woolf only had one year as President to meet all these people and she had to fit in all of her other dinners and receptions as well, she can’t possibly have got to know any of the folk that she met or found out what their business was really about.
On 29 September 2013, Woolf was elected as Lord Mayor of London.
Fiona’s biography is littered with comments about how she was the first woman to have achieved this or that position. So many women have been doing so many things for so long now that unless one is the first woman to achieve something really extraordinary – Fiona, a number of women have even beaten you into going into outer space, there have been quite a few Lady Astronauts – you being the first dodgy woman lawyer to have had even more dinners than anyone else in one year is not really an achievement.
Woolf was interviewed for a Torygraph profile article and took the opportunity to promote one of her Mayoral campaigning themes, namely the ‘furtherance of women in executive careers and the correction of the traditional imbalance between the sexes in senior City positions’.
Oh please, let’s give Fiona the boastful opportunistic bint something to think about. Never mind Lady Astronauts, how about this for achievement:
Fiona Woolf sponsored a Long Finance initiative during her year as Lord Mayor, ‘Financing Tomorrow’s Cities’, which examined new mechanisms for funding sustainability.
Woolf made regular media appearances talking about the Lord Mayor’s role in welcoming the world to London and ventured onto a catwalk at the Old Bailey during London Fashion Week. That’s nothing Fiona. Get this:
Woolf is the Chancellor of the University of Law. She was a member of the Competition Commission (UK), 2005-13, Alderman for the Ward of Candlewick in the City of London, 2007-18 and was Sheriff of London, 2010-11. Woolf was appointed Deputy Lieutenant of Greater London, in March 2016.
Now let’s review Fiona and the IICSA fiasco. On 5 September 2014 it was announced that Theresa had appointed Woolf to Chair the IICSA. On 21 October 2014, Woolf disclosed that she lived in the same London street as Leon Brittan and had invited Brittan and his wife Diana to dinner on three occasions. Brittan had been Home Secretary in 1984 when Ministers were handed a dossier on alleged high profile paedophiles. Woolf then remembered a bit more, that in total, she had dined with Leon Brittan and his family five times since 2008 and also had joined Lady Brittan for coffee on a “small number of occasions”.
If I lived in the same street as the Home Secretary and popped over to his all the time, I think that I would have remembered enough to get it right on the first occasion that I was asked. Fiona is much more of a social climber than I am, there is no way that she forgot that she had been supping with Leon Brittan, she will have worked really hard to have wangled an invitation to dinner at his place anyway and she’ll have ensured that everyone knew that she’d been hobnobbing with the Home Secretary, Fiona will have dropped Brittan’s name at every opportunity.
Everybody wanted to be Leon’s friend in the 1980s; when my friend refused to do a fiddle for Leon’s brother Samuel Brittan at the Edinburgh Fringe in 1985, Sam wrote to Michael Grade and complained about my friend and Grade wrote back to Sam telling him that he was ‘appalled’ at my friend’s ‘rudeness’ and reassured Sam that he’d sort it. See previous posts.
Michael’s so charismatic and he’s just a natural leader! So why did he lick the bottom of the brother of a Home Secretary who concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring then? Michael Grade of the media which has a long tradition of concealing the unsavoury habits of molesting ‘stars’ and who was appointed Chairman of the BBC after the scrap which resulted in Gavyn Davies standing down; Grade subsequently rocked up to a meet the Guvnors meeting in Cardiff, insulted Merfyn and then insulted Welsh people per se.
Michael Grade is a mate of Richard Tait, Cardiff University’s proud Professor of Journalism. The multi-talented Tait was responsible for the sad effort of my youth that was ‘Nationwide’. Frank Bough used to do ‘Nationwide’ before he was kicked out of the media world after the parties with the cocaine and prostitutes. So why was Savile tolerated then Grade? Savile was lurking in the BBC when you went to Cardiff and insulted the Welsh. Indeed, why was Leon Brittan’s circle worth toadying to? You really are a big oaf and lest you didn’t notice, you alienated everyone in that audience in Cardiff. Not that it mattered, they were only small potatoes, they don’t have the charisma surging through their veins that manifests itself in matching red braces and red socks!!
Do you know how to get dressed in the morning?? Then there’s your qualification to be Chairman of the BBC! Backed up by a lifetime of shameless toadying to sex offenders in high places of course.
Fiona Woolf further remembered that she had been involved in the past with bodies with which the Brittans had also had involvement.
The BBC reported that survivors of child abuse were increasingly concerned about Woolf’s apparent links to Lord Brittan, and Labour MP Simon Danczuk, who campaigned for the Inquiry, said that he thought that Woolf should resign. Woolf made the disclosures to MPs ahead of her appearance before the Home Affairs Select Committee, saying she was aware of “speculation gaining traction on social media” about her links with the Brittans and that she wanted to “go the extra distance to make sure I have dug out every possible connection with someone who is essentially one of thousands of people I know in the City. […] Do I have a close association with them (the Brittans)? the answer is no”.
‘I’ve never met my husband…’ a la Tessa Jowell.
As the fur flew, Fiona commented “Let us remind ourselves that this is not an Inquiry about Lord Brittan but about hundreds of institutions and frankly thousands of systemic failures”.
Indeed Fiona, but the salient fact is that Lord Brittan was one of those who misused every position that he held to conceal the ‘systemic failures’ and as Home Secretary your dining buddy was complicit with the most serious criminality that was part of the ‘systemic failures’. If a Home Secretary aiding and abetting the criminals is not part of the problem, then who is?
Furthermore, although ‘systemic failures’ is a fair description of the matter overall, the use of phrases such as that does disguise the extremes of the systemic failures. That gang were terrible Woolf, they were really, really bad. They didn’t just lose their tempers occasionally or give the Naughty Boys ‘a clip around the ear’, they were bloody gangsters. Look what they felt able to do to me and I was in my mid-20s with a postgrad degree. They were thugs, they hit adult women when they were not being observed by outsiders. I was dragged along floors, injured, bruised, told that I’d be beaten up, they were fucking appalling. What do you think that they did to kids of 13 who couldn’t read and write?
On 22 October, the BBC reported that it had seen a judicial review application launched by a victim of historical child sexual abuse which challenged the choice of Woolf as the Chair of the child sexual abuse Panel Inquiry on the basis that she is not impartial, has no relevant expertise
and may not have time to discharge her duties. The judicial review hearing could have been held before the end of 2014.
On 31 October 2014, Woolf resigned her Chairmanship of the panel.
Woolf’s qualification for that Chairmanship was not just her friendship with the Brittans. The clincher was the identity of Woolf’s father, Top Doc Dick Swain. He was almost certainly facilitating abuse in a previous generation. While writing this blog I have been struck by how many who facilitated organised abuse or concealed it are the adult children of those who did so before them. This is not just a result of the trite observation ‘ooh the abused become abusers’. That is not always true anyway; this is rather more about a loyalty to the family business and a desire not to see ones kith and kin exposed as serious criminals in the face of the Ah everyone loved Taid myths.
If one is estranged from one’s family, one does not have traumas if one is told ‘God so and so really hated your [insert family member here]’. It is far easier to think ‘yeh, they might have done some pretty dreadful things to them’. But those adult offspring who are still in the family bosom or who have inherited titles/dosh/are benefiting from reputations are far more likely to take the Laura Janner-Klausner option and yell ‘he was a LOVELY man’. He probably was to you Laura, but you need to accept that there is a great deal of evidence that he was not to certain other people…
Fiona Woolf was appointed CBE in 2002 and then a Dame in the 2015 New Year Honours for “services to the legal profession, diversity and the City of London”, in recognition of her longstanding commitments in public life.
Woolf is involved in supporting the work of a number of charitable and other organisations.
Woolf is a Trustee of Raleigh International, a Governor of the Guildhall School of Music and Drama, a Trustee of the Friends of Oxford Shakespeare Company and a member of the Parochial Church Council of St Clement Eastcheap. Woolf is also Chairman of the Chelsea Opera Group Trust and is actively involved in the operation, fundraising and co-ordination of its volunteers, as well as being a member of its choir. Fiona Woolf is a member of the RAC.
Many years ago ‘That’s Life’ ran an expose of the RAC ripping people off, the particular rip-off being that when people had decided to not renew their membership, the RAC had swiped money from their credit cards without telling them and refused to refund it. So people wrote to Esther and Esther did her concerned face. Brown’s brother was teenager at the time and thought that this was brilliant, No-One Leaves The RAC, in the way that No-One Leaves The Mafia. For years we had a standing joke re the RAC… Well Fiona is a member, it says it all.
No-One Leaves The BMA either.
Now I’ll introduce another member of the RAC.
Henry Cohen, 1st Baron Cohen of Birkenhead (21 February 1900-7 August 1977) was one of Liverpool’s finest Top Docs. Cohen held the Chair of Medicine at Liverpool University, 1934-65. This was a part-time position, enabling Cohen to follow up the results of his teaching by keeping in contact with local colleagues and practitioners. Between 1947 and 1971 Cohen served as a member of the Board of Governors of the Liverpool teaching hospitals and of the Regional Health Board. The last part of Cohen’s reign over Liverpool and indeed the wider British medical establishment overlapped with Westminster Swinger Richard Crossman’s tenure at the DHSS and Cohen is mentioned in Crossman’s ‘Diaries’.
In March 1969 Crossman and Sir George Godber – the then CMO, another mate of Dafydd and Gwynne’s (see previous posts) – met to discuss immigrant Top Docs. Crossman noted in his diary that ‘the GMC would object if I laid upon them the obligation to see that the doctors are qualified’. Crossman remarked yet again on the intransigence and awkwardness of those responsible for Health at Whitehall level and of course the Top Docs and muses on how he can force them into acting on this important matter.
In Oct 1969 Crossman recorded in his diary that he and George Godber would be giving a dinner the following week in the Athenaeum to Lord Henry Cohen, ‘the head of the GMC’. Cohen was President of the GMC, 1961-63, so whether he had by 1969 acquired another formal title at the GMC or whether Crossman just considered him ‘the head’ of the GMC is unclear. I have found other references to Cohen being ‘President’ of the GMC after 1963, so he obviously was wielding substantial influence.
In the same diary entry, Crossman discussed the problem that he had re Dr Alex Baker, the psychiatrist who served as Crossman’s adviser at the DHSS on psychiatry (see previous posts). Crossman wanted to give Baker a Gov’t position which involved removing Baker from Godber’s empire and Godber is objecting. Crossman was in a fix because he didn’t dare upset the odious Godber, who was refusing to relinquish Alex Baker.
Crossman observed of Godber that ‘he is a very powerful man in the Dept and people never like acting against his wishes. He is away half the time around the world, advising the World Health Organisation, in America, lecturing. He is remote, out of touch now I think, except with the lord high pajandra and the physicians in the Royal Colleges in London. He knows all the top people but nothing about ordinary life, yet on the other hand he is radical and left-wing. I don’t want to quarrel with him..’ Crossman hoped to discuss matters with Godber in the presence of Cohen at the Atheneaum when they all meet…
Godber knew about Dafydd’s Denbigh dungeon, about the lobotomies and about the sex abuse ring. He lived to a very great age and defended Dafydd’s reputation until the very end of his life – which was only a few years ago – by then in Godber’s capacity as a leading light in the MDU. See previous posts. George Godber is written into history as a saint because he was one of those who ‘created the NHS’ with Nye. Godber was a lying martinet who actively concealed the most serious criminality for decades, while hiding behind the ‘We’re doing it for the poor’ bit.
None of these people had any interest at all in The Poor, no matter how many others believed that they were ‘radical’ or ‘left-wing’. The Poor were a goldmine for them, that was the only reason why they claimed to have their interests at heart. Even Dr Alex Baker, whom Crossman wanted as his adviser in the wake of the Ely Hospital Scandal (see previous posts), was a Top Doc who was er running a ‘subnormal’ hospital in which patients were dreadfully neglected, but just not quite as badly as at Ely…
Crossman didn’t have any advisers who had not been part of the gross neglect and abuse. Things are no different today, it is why no Reform of the NHS or Social Services works. There isn’t anyone there who knows how to reform it.
The favourite haunt of those Radical Left-Wing Top Docs who Did It For The Poor:
The Largesse Enjoyed By The Poor:
Lord Henry Cohen was one of those mentors to Dafydd and those other Liverpool trained Top Docs who then spent their careers in north Wales as members of the gang. Big Henry will have been one of those untouchable old bastards a la Godber and in the face of patient complaint, Big Henry’s mates will only have had to have done a
and the matter will have been ignored. Not forgotten I stress, ignored. It definitely will not have been forgotten, in the way that my concerns re Gwynne were ignored, yet decades later people were reminded of the ‘terrible allegations’ that ‘she’ made about that ‘doctor who is now dead’. The lobotomist to the Westminster Paedophile Ring you mean everyone.
When the Central Health Services Council was formed in 1949, Henry Cohen became its Vice-Chairman and then served as Chairman, 1957-63. Cohen was elected President of the BMA in 1951.
After a coronary thrombosis in the following year, Cohen ‘decided to devote his life to teaching’. So he’ll have got to know many of the future Top Docs who joined the gang.
Cohen was given a peerage in 1956.
Cohen was President of the GMC, 1961-63. It was in 1961 that Enoch Powell, then the Minister of Health, visited the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. He was so appalled at what he saw – and Gwynne will only have shown him the flagship bit – that Powell said ‘I will not allow you to do this to people’, returned to London and announced that he would close down every asylum in Britain. Powell then made his famous ‘Water Towers’ speech re the necessity of closing the asylums. Powell made that speech to the National Association of Mental Health (MIND), Dafydd’s personal vehicle which was used to conceal organised abuse and criminality. See previous posts. I have not yet found any details as to who exactly leaned on Powell after that speech, but someone told him to drop the subject and he did. The asylums were not closed and Powell never returned to the subject again. There is no further mention of the matter in Powell’s papers.
Someone must have told Powell that Denbigh was a key player in silencing the victims of the Westminster Paedophile Ring, including people who had been sexually exploited by Bertrand Russell and Lord Snowdon. Snowdon’s grandfather Sir Robert Armstrong-Jones was a psychiatrist from north Wales who trained at Bart’s. See previous posts. I don’t know if Armstrong-Jones personally knew Fiona Woolf’s father Dick Swain, but it wouldn’t matter if he didn’t. Influence is exerted through alumni networks and such and as Fiona herself made clear, meeting an Important Person once and shaking their hand is enough to make it worth someone’s while doing them a massive favour in the future. Such as covering up their criminality.
Powell has more recently been named as one of the Westminster Paedophile Ring himself; I don’t have corroborating evidence for that, although he was an odd man who had many very close relationships with male friends yet felt an emotional gulf between him and his wife. Powell died on 8 Feb 1998, just as Waterhouse began writing up his Report. A few hours after his final admission to hospital, Powell asked where his lunch was. On being told that he was being fed intravenously, he remarked, “I don’t call that much of a lunch”. Powell could not have known exactly what was in that intravenous line either. These were his last recorded words. Powell died aged 85 at the King Edward VII Hospital for Officers in Westminster. See previous posts for further info on Enoch Powell.
Powell’s ‘Hospital Plan’ was quietly adapted and a sleight of hand concealed the fact that the central part of Powell’s plan, the closure of the asylums, had been written out. The Hospital Plan was subsequently presented as a Great Thing for the NHS, with Investment For New Hospitals. The plight of the poor sods in Denbigh remained ignored. Not exactly forgotten though.
In 1966, Denbigh hit ‘The Times’. It was of course as a result of Dafydd. Dafydd had ordered a fleet of coaches which duly rolled up at Denbigh and hordes of frail, institutionalised patients who had been wrecked by Dafydd and Gwynne were herded on board and were placed in The Community. Being Dafydd, the Community Placements were what they were 40 years later: rough B&B accommodation on the north Wales coast, utterly unsuitable for people who could not live independently. The patients were found weeks later, destitute, starving and covered in lice. Some of them will have died as well, but that wasn’t reported.
I don’t know if there was a complaint to the GMC about Dafydd in the wake of that, but it won’t have mattered if there had been. Lord Henry Cohen had only recently stepped down as President of the GMC, he’ll have still been on the most influential committees and that complaint about his mate Dafydd would go nowhere no matter how many people had died.
Henry Cohen was President of the Royal Society of Medicine, 1964-66, receiving the Society’s gold medal in 1971. I recommend that readers take a quick look at the list of past Presidents of the Royal Society of Medicine. If they can remember even just part of what I have discussed in previous posts on this blog, tears of laughter will run down their cheeks, the most outstanding of paedophiles’ friends and many friends of Dafydd and the gang are past Presidents
Henry Cohen was born in Birkenhead in February 1900. He attended the Liverpool Institute High School for Boys on a scholarship and captained its cricket and rugby teams. My post ‘Error Of Judgement?’ mentions some of the former pupils of the Liverpool Institute who later became influential/famous. The Liverpool Institute educated a lot of Top Docs, academics, politicians, lawyers and judges but the old boys who are most well-known to the public are Paul McCartney, George Harrison and Derek Hatton. Lord David Bean, another member of the judiciary who has proved to be most helpful to the gang, is an old boy of the Liverpool Institute.
Cohen graduated from Liverpool University in 1922, then studied at London University and the University of Paris. In 1924 Cohen became assistant physician at the Liverpool Royal Infirmary, where he remained on the staff until 1965.
Some of those we know and love in north Wales, as well as Dafydd, who will have known Henry Cohen include Terry Maxwell the former Clinical Director of Ysbyty Gwynedd (see previous posts for details of Maxwell’s wrongdoing), Dr Huw Roberts of Waunfawr Surgery, a member of the gang in disguise and Huw Roberts’s obnoxious partner in that surgery, Stephen Williams. Henry Cohen knew Sir Charles Evans, the Principal of UCNW, 1958-84, who worked as a neurosurgeon as well as a general surgeon on Merseyside for ten years before he became Principal of UCNW.
Charles Evans reigned over UCNW when the institution was run by Dafydd’s gang. When Evans still worked as a Top Doctor, he was mates with other Top Docs in the North West of England rather like himself; keen mountaineers who didn’t have the qualities needed to be good Top Docs eg. Evans’s friend Anne McCandless. McCandless and others worked with colleagues who were facilitating organised abuse. I don’t know whether Evans himself was interested in actually abusing patients, but there was an obvious problem in that he, McCandless and others didn’t actually care that some of their colleagues were. See post ‘Meet The Gwerin!’
Evans spent so much of his time climbing that he missed a great deal of operating time, such that he was eventually forced to give up specialist neurosurgery, having lost the degree of skill needed. Nothing was said about his long absences from the NHS; not only was he a Top Doc but from 1953, Evans was a national hero, having been part of Edmund Hillary’s Everest team. That alone will have supplied a big umbrella for any old scumbag associated with Evans, including the lobotomist running around the Student Health Centre unleashed and unmuzzled. Furthermore, Lord John Hunt, another member of the Everest team, was a high ranking officer in the security services.
Lobotomist running a trafficking gang via UCNW?
You really misjudged this didn’t you tossers…
In 1954 Cohen was elected President of the Liverpool Medical Institution. Cohen was elected President of the Royal Society of Health in 1958, a post that he retained until 1978. Cohen was invested as an associate Knight of the Order of St John in 1961, the same year in which he was elected President of the GMC.
In the early 1960s, Cohen was appointed to the Standing Medical Advisory Committee of the Ministry of Health. In March 1964 Cohen was elected as an Honorary Fellow of the Royal College of Obstetricians and Gynaecologists and as a result he will have got to know folk like Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain, who, along with his mates, facilitated the Westminster Paedophile Ring at St George’s Hospital Medical School. The Chamberlain who was a friend of the song bird Cilla, who cut her teeth as a star in Liverpool in the 1960s, having a lorra lorra laffs with the Beatles and other stars, some of whom were in receipt of services provided by Dafydd and the gang.
Here’s one for Dafydd, Cilla in hot pants:
A case of ‘that’s my favourite’ Dafydd? Ah no, Dafydd’s ‘favourite’ is ‘a brief miniskirt with smokey grey stockings’.
They’re Lying To Get Compensation!
No, we were too busy laughing at that business of ‘why don’t ewe come to work wearing a brief miniskirt and smokey grey stockings, because that’s my favourite’, Dafydd’s Favourite became known among all the Hergest Unit patients.
Another example of How No-One Knew: At one point I was working in a ‘care home’ with a resident who’s ex-wife had been one of Dafydd’s (many) secretaries at Denbigh. I certainly heard a few interesting things. One day this resident wanted to show me something in his room and he said ‘hey Sally, come into my bedroom a minute’ and I just hesitated for a split second on the grounds of ‘Ah, is that OK, it’s his private space in there’ and he noticed me hesitating and said ‘Ooh it’s OK, I’d never do a DA on you’ and we both fell about laughing.
‘We didn’t know.’ It was openly discussed.
After this man and his wife split up, she moved to England, to a city but I can’t remember which one. She died after falling from a tower block. Suicide. Like so many who Knew Dr DA.
By the time that Cilla was the bestest friend of Geoffrey Chamberlain, she wasn’t displaying her bum in hot pants, she was very rich, living in a mansion in Buckinghamshire, a big fan of Thatch, LWT’s biggest light entertainment star and gave media interviews praising Geoffrey Chamberlain when yet another bomb went off at St George’s.
Cilla, who was a personal friend of some of those who facilitated the Westminster Paedophile Ring who were not rich celebs with no medical knowledge, was found dead at her holiday home in Spain, on 1 August 2015, at the age of 72. A spokesperson for the High Court of Justice in Andalusia suggested that an accident may have been a contributing factor in Cilla’s death. Following the results of a post-mortem, Cilla’s sons confirmed that Cilla had died from a stroke following a fall in her Spanish villa.
A 10 page pathologist’s report confirmed that Cilla had suffered a subarachnoid haemaorrhage after falling backwards and hitting her head, it was thought, on a terrace wall. It was believed that Cilla had not been found for at least four hours.
In 2014, Cilla had stated that she wanted to die when she reached 75, as her mother, who suffered from progressive osteoporosis, had lived to 84 and her final years were difficult. According to a friend, Cilla had recently said that she was approaching death, complaining of failing eyesight and hearing as well as arthritis. Cilla had been suffering with rheumatoid arthritis for years and was in “considerable agony” towards the end of her life.
I’m surprised that Cilla experienced such disabling health problems by her early 70s. The conditions from which she suffered are no longer usually the agonising nightmare that they were in a previous era, particularly for people with Cilla’s resources. The osteoporosis fear could have been counteracted by any Geoffrey Chamberlain; women are no longer wrecked by osteoporosis in the way that they were in Cilla’s mum’s day. It is still something which will concern someone but the poor old dears severely disabled with crumbling spines are not as ubiquitous as they once were. Likewise rheumatoid arthritis; yes it is painful and not something that you’d be delighted to experience, but the pain is usually controlled now somewhat better than it seemed to have been in Cilla.
Cilla was 72. Wealthy women of Cilla’s generation are not usually in that sort of state at 72 these days; 92 perhaps yes…
I wonder if the Top Docs had been failing to let Cilla know about a few things? She’d never have known if she was being denied good care, her experience of Top Docs was getting pissed and partying with the most unscrupulous ones who kept a smile on their faces for her. The worst of the scumbags at St George’s grovelled when Cilla turned up, she had no bloody idea about the research fraud, the lies, the cock-ups with certain patients… People like Cilla just see Geoffrey Chamberlain being very nice to them in their Harley Street consulting rooms.
Cilla used to boast about sending her sons to public schools, but I don’t think that any of them are Top Docs…
Cilla died soon after the furore which followed Jimmy Savile’s death and during the Macur Review that covered up the cover-up which was the Waterhouse Inquiry… See previous posts.
Cilla’s mate Chamberlain died in Oct 2014; he was 84. I’d be surprised if Chamberlain Suffered as Cilla; he’d have known which Top Docs to avoid and as seems to have happened with Dafydd and Lucille, there’ll be enough of the old circle ready to treat him… It was Tony Francis whom they hung out to dry. I think that Chamberlain’s wife, Prof Jocelyn Chamberlain, who assisted him in the criminality is still alive.
Top Docs are not going to go to prison, not even for Cilla. Chamberlain was one of those who rescued Ollie Brooke when he was caught…
In July 1966 Henry Cohen received honorary doctorates from the Universities of Hull and Sussex. Hull University for years concealed the organised abuse ring which stretched out across the north of England about which Philip Larkin knew something as he bumbled away in the library at Hull writing his poetry and collecting his porn (see previous posts). The VC of Sussex, 1967–76, was Harold Wilson’s mate Lord Asa Briggs. Before being appointed VC, Asa had been in the higher echelons of Sussex for years. Asa was the man who kept the lid on the Brighton end of the criminality of Dafydd and the gang – the kids in care from north Wales were trafficked to brothels owned by John Allen in Brighton and London.
Asa worked for the security services and had been concealing crap in high places for years. See previous posts. One of Asa’s mates was Howard Smith who became DG of MI5 in 1979, the year in which Dafydd illegally imprisoned Mary Wynch and Mr Thrope walked away from the Old Bailey a free man.
It was Asa who was keen to wreak a dreadful revenge on Merfyn when Merfyn as a student at Sussex threw red paint over a visiting US official in a student protest. See post ‘Anthem For Doomed Youth’.
Asa died on 15 March 2016 at 95. That old bastard won’t have been worrying about a crumbling spine in his final years. In 2005 when the Get Merfyn campaign was underway, Asa’s daughter was interviewed on Radio 4 about her father’s Glorious Career and banged on about how he’d never forgiven those students who threw the red paint…
Merfyn was Guv’nor of the BBC when that was broadcast. Can Asa’s daughter give us a comment about the 1992 Brighton firebomb that killed five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’) the next time that she’s provided with air time on Radio 4? Perhaps Asa minor can make a guest appearance with Marion Janner on ‘All In The Mind’ with Buddy the Emotional Support Dog to whom Marion gave birth a few years ago. See previous posts. Then Rabbi Laura Janner-Klausner can do one of her ‘Thought For The Day’ slots, fun for all the family.
I can see that I’m going to have to counteract this nightmare, perhaps Graham Day and I ought to track down Merfyn and we’ll go on Strictly Come Dancing to counteract the media invasion of the #PFs. We can compete in the dance off final against Susan Calman and her cats.
Cohen won the Gold Medal of the BMA in 1967 in recognition of his ‘outstanding services’ to the BMA and to the medical profession. 1967 was the year in which Merfyn incurred the wrath of Asa for the rest of eternity by throwing the red paint…
Brain tumour luv?? Tch Tch, ooh not sure that we can do anyfink about that, even us global leaders at the Walton Centre on MERSEYSIDE have our limits you know… Never mind, at least Lord Snowdon of Belgravia for his Whole Life will be able to join you in Llanfaglan Churchyard.
They’re not Nice Young Doctors, they’re Gangsters.
In 1970 Lord Henry Cohen was elected Chancellor of Hull University.
Previous posts have named many of the paedophiles’ friends who have served as Chancellor and VC of Hull; Hull has excelled at producing graduates who became big wigs in the Labour Party and built political careers on Keeping Their Mouths Shut. The highest profile of those is of course Prezza, but others include Fattersley, Tom Watson, Chris Mullen and David Hanson. Miranda’s favourite sociologist Anthony Giddens is also a Hull graduate, but the factor that ensured success for Giddens under New Labour was Gidden’s status as a lecturer at Leicester University when Greville knew nothing about that paedophile ring with which most of Leicester University was colluding. Including Larkin’s mistress Monica Jones, who taught at Leicester. See previous posts.
Prezza was elected as the Labour MP for Hull East in 1970, the year that Henry Cohen became Chancellor of Hull University. It is said that questions were asked at the time as to how the big wally was ever selected as the candidate to stand for election, but those wondering how it ever happened obviously didn’t notice that Prezza had been a student at Ruskin College at the same time as Peter Howarth was a student there and when Matt Arnold was a tutor at Ruskin teaching Howarth. Prezza was leading the Ruskin Students’ Union at the time, which rather places him at the scene of the crime, particularly as Arnold and Howarth were not the only people cluttering up Ruskin in those days who played a substantial role in the Westminster Paedophile Ring. See post ‘A Study In Tyranny’.
Prezza is too thick to be a Mr Big himself but I wonder who ensured that he was selected for Hull East in 1970, the year in which Heath Won?
In 1973, Arnold and Howarth both relocated from Axwell Park Approved School to Bryn Estyn where they certainly gave the pre-existing abuse ring in north Wales/Cheshire a boost. Bryn Estyn by then was no longer run by the Home Office, but was the responsibility of the DHSS.
The Leeds MP who was Secretary of State for the DHSS, 1970-74, under Heath and considered to be Thatch’s intellectual mentor:
Another pal of Thatch’s from Leeds, who visited Bryn Estyn:
Keith Joseph inherited a DHSS fully geared up to the needs of the Westminster Paedophile Ring because his immediate predecessor as Secretary of State had been Richard Crossman.
Jimmy’s pal Thatch became PM in 1979, by which time Britain’s DHSS had been serving the Westminster Paedophile Ring perfectly for years. 1979 was the year that Emperor Bokassa of the Central African Republic was overthrown. The right wing media in Britain really dined out on the subsequent revelations that Bokassa was a cannibal and that bodies in storage for his consumption had been found in his Royal residence. This did seem to be true.
Another man who seems to have been interested in corpses:
In 1979 Bokassa also made world headlines when he had more than 100 school children killed after they threw rocks at his Rolls Royce in anger because Bokassa ordered them to be punished when they refused to buy their uniforms from a company owned by one of Bokassa’s wives because of the expense.
Emperor Bokassa was the dream of a Brit’s stereotype of a mad black savage who had appointed himself King. Bokassa was even better than Idi Amin, who did of course undertake officer training at Sandhurst.
|Bokassa I – Son of a Tribal Chief; Served with Distinction in War|
Another Man Who Was The Son Of A Tribal Chief And Served With Distinction In War:
Lest people believe that the Emperor was all bad, it should be remembered that he outlawed polygamy and FGM. Anyone for some Convictions in the name of Safeguarding?
The Lord Cohen Medal is named after Henry Cohen. It is the highest award for services to gerontology in the UK and is awarded on a sporadic basis by the British Society for Research on Ageing. Britain isn’t really covering itself in glory with regard to care for the elderly is it. In 2012/13 Ysbyty Glan Clwyd hosted the biggest EMI patient abuse scandal that the UK has ever experienced. Elderly patients were filmed crawling around naked on floors covered in urine and faeces while Angels swore at them and one patient had an untreated broken arm. No-one was disciplined except for the Angel who blew the whistle on it, who was sacked, arrested, libelled in the media, received death threats and then struck off the Nursing Register. She appealed and very recently has been reinstated onto the Register.
Some of Angels who mistreated the patients in Tawel Fan were caught mistreating elderly patients again on the ward to which they had been transferred after Tawel Fan was closed. They were still not disciplined.
Prof Bob Woods is one of the UK’s leading experts in dementia. Bob Woods worked in Newcastle with Issy Kolvin and the gang before relocating to north Wales to join Dafydd and also did a stint at the Institute of Psychiatry at the Maudsley. Bob Woods for years was responsible for the training of clin psys in north Wales and one of Bob’s functions was to get rid of clin psy students who looked as though they might be whistleblowers in the future. I was told that Bob used that tried and tested formula, Questioning Their Mental Health. No other part of the UK workforce except the People Professions get away with accusing people who raise concerns about criminal behaviour in the workplace of being Dangerous Nutters. It’s because the People Professions are committed to Fighting Stigma and Supporting Staff in a Caring and Compassionate Way.
I worked for a few weeks in the notorious chicken factory in Llangefni, formerly known as Chucky Chickens, believed to be the Last Chance Saloon in north Wales. See previous posts. The workers were having a hard time, but they were very friendly and chatty and the wrongdoing of the owners of the factory – at that time it was Grampian Meats – was discussed at length. No-one ever accused any workmate of being insane and a Risk, no matter how serious their differences. It was the same in the cleaning jobs that I’ve had or years ago jobs on farms. Yet if one steps into a hospital, social care setting, school, college etc, it is very noticeable that when the knives are out for someone, the line of attack is Concerns About Their Mental Health. People employed in those sectors are acutely aware of this as well; if anybody is even on anti-depressants – and a great many of them are – it is a shameful secret that is kept hidden because of the fear that the axe will cometh.
Remember the fuss over whether Gordon Brown was on anti-depressants? No-one thought to say ‘this is nothing at all to do with anyone else, Gordon should be judged on his record as PM and no more’. No-one did say that, there were just increasingly desperate denials and ooh of course Gordon’s NOT MAD. How did the millions of people in the UK on anti-depressants feel when that was going on? The anxiety will have simply increased, ooh I can’t let anybody know at all…
I have in previous posts discussed the dysfunction of Holyhead School in previous years and the unsupportive conduct of Gill Dennis and Gerald Hewittson, two of the mentors of the student teachers at Holyhead School, towards the student teachers placed at Holyhead. I chatted to a lot of the trainee teachers who were placed at Holyhead in the years after I was and one of them told me that they had felt particularly intimidated by one of Dennis’s colleagues, Paul Hanlon. I remembered him well. In the staff room Hanlon was constantly cracking jokes about nutters and he’d do a stupid face and say ‘Ooh I’m in counselling’. At the time I thought ‘what a twat’, but the other day I was told ‘didn’t you realise? That was directed at you, they had all been told that you were a Mental Patient and were having a great time’. What I did notice about Hanlon was that as he became more and more stressed in the face of the complete fuckwittery within the school – which wasn’t Hanlon’s fault, it was most definitely the fault of the grossly incompetent Headmistress and her two Deputies, one of which was Hewittson – Hanlon would rant away in the staff room saying ‘I’m not going to have a breakdown, ooh no, not me’.
You’d better be careful Mr Hanlon working in such a dysfunctional environment, you’ll be on the SSRIs if you’re not careful!! I wouldn’t advise Help though; as you had clearly found out there is a major problem with confidentiality and er lies, rumour and good old GOSSIP…
Baroness Glenys, A Famous Old Girl of Holyhead School:
Glenys is pointing the finger at someone else, could that be to detract from her role in concealing child abuse in Wales, in particular in Holyhead?
Albert Owen the Labour MP for Ynys Mon is also an old boy of Holyhead School. Albert said nothing as the problems at Holyhead School escalated and hundreds of parents refused to send their kids there.
Despite Paul Hanlon’s bigotry I did feel for him when his baby died. WHOOPS, another baby death at a north Wales hospital, Ah the doctors they were wonderful, we don’t dare say anything else…
It’s not us, it’s HER!!!
I wonder if Bob Woods has been awarded the Lord Cohen Medal yet? If not, surely it is time that he did.
Lord Cohen of Birkenhead died in August 1977, aged 77. His peerage became extinct because Lord Cohen was a Bachelor who had not been blessed with children. Cohen died at Bath, Somerset. Bath was posh compared to the rest of Somerset at that time and within a few years became seriously posh. There was however organised abuse amidst the opulence, as discussed in previous posts. The artistic movement known as the Brotherhood of Ruralists were in the area and some of them were molesting kids, most famously Graham Ovenden and Lord Snowdon’s mate Jeremy Fry lived at Bath and carried out some interesting activities. In terms of clergy, the Bishop of Bath and Wells concealed the serial sex offending of the Rev J.F. Rigg of Bawdrip, near Bridgwater. Rigg was still very much a busy man in 1977, although a delegation of parishioners went to see the Bishop in about 1974 re Rigg…
The Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives of the Fellows’ online has a tribute to Lord Cohen:
b.21 February 1900 d.7 August 1977
1st Baron Cohen of Birkenhead(1956) CH(1974) Kt(1949) MB BCh Liverpool(1922) MD(1924) MRCP(1926) FRCP(1934)
Henry Cohen was born in Birkenhead and was educated at the Church School of St John (where the fees were 2d a week),
then proceeded as a scholar to the Birkenhead Institute. From there he won a scholarship to Oxford, but on grounds of expense he transferred it to Liverpool, and even there he felt obliged to walk to and from the ferry each day to cut down his expenses.
His original intention had been simply to study medicine in order to become a criminal lawyer,
Lord Henry managed the criminal bit at least
but as his work continued he realised that medicine alone had enough to offer him.
As Dafydd discovered it provided all that Henry could ever have wanted
He graduated in 1922 with first class honours and distinction in every subject in the curriculum, and obtained the MD with special merit in 1924.
I am struck by how all those in high places in medicine who facilitated crime were academically brilliant when they were young. I’d always given them the benefit of the doubt until recently on the grounds of ‘well they could be capable and still a scumbag’ until I came across the Tale Of Sir William Asscher. Asscher had been a complete duffer at school, had to have another go at Acton Technical College, was still turned down by every medical school to which he applied but was accepted by the London Hospital after Asscher’s dad had a word with a friend there. From that day on, Asscher became academically brilliant, which served him in good stead as a convenient cover throughout the rest of his career facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring, with which he had become involved as a student and then a young doc at the London Hospital. See post ‘A Charming, Uplifting Sound…’.
Likewise it has only been since I began this blog that I was told that Brown and I actually got Firsts, but they really couldn’t hand those out to us two who were causing such a rumpus re Gwynne etc. Don’t worry about it Unfair Examiners, within a few years we did realise that injustices were happening fairly regularly re exam results and not just at UCNW and Aston.
Although it is possible that students can end up with much poorer degrees than they expected, since I have received info re the Unfair Practices at UCNW in my day, I keep thinking of two biology students who graduated in 1984, the same year as me, but who did much worse than expected; they both ended up with Thirds and were so upset that they left Bangor the day after the results were issued and didn’t keep in touch with anyone. I wonder if they gained knowledge of the gang?
There was also a Malaysian girl from a very privileged family who was stunningly attractive and excelled in the first year but fell out with the lecturers in the School of Plant Biology although I never found out why. Dr D.G.E. Wood was insulting about her to third parties and when I asked her best friend why she had become so upset with the lecturers, her mate just said ‘she is really pissed off with them and she does not care if she ends up with a bad degree after this’. I didn’t find out anymore, but the best friend hated D.G.E. Wood’s wife, Dr Chris Wood, who was a lecturer in Plant Biology and doubled up as her tutor. I wonder if the usual suspects became over-excited at the prospect of that glamorous and friendly young Malaysian woman, got the wrong end of the stick and then took revenge when she said ‘look no thanks, honestly…’ Adrian Bell might be able to enlighten us, he was one of the people with whom she was most angry.
In the same year he was appointed assistant physician to the Liverpool Royal Infirmary, where he remained on the staff until his retirement 41 years later. To obtain such a post within two years of qualifying shows not only the exceptional brilliance of Cohen, but also the remarkable perspicacity of those who elected him and, as will be seen, his subsequent career showed that they were fully justified.
By 1934 it was clear to his seniors that he was the obvious choice for the chair of medicine at the University of Liverpool and from this time to the end of the war he rose to eminence in the conventional way; election to the FRCP in 1934, later an examiner to the College and member of Council 1943 to 1946.
Of the same standard as his great clinical competence was his ability to speak in public, and his lectures and orations were brilliant resonant performances, showing originality, breadth of vision, erudition and wit. Towards the end of a long series of named lectures came the Harveian Oration at the Royal College of Physicians in 1970, on the motion of blood in the veins.
Another aspect of his greatness was his grasp of administration, particularly as chairman of committees, and it was this capacity which was to be of special use after the introduction of the NHS.
Lord Cohen did his Uncle Harry bit For The Poor then.
He had little or nothing to do with the original idea of the Service,
Because it was highly likely that Henry Cohen was one of the Top Docs who opposed the NHS
yet once the scheme turned into reality, he became one of the principal expert and voluntary advisers to the Ministry. He became more and more a regular part of the advisory machine, and before long a quite indispensable pillar of the system.
Most of the hostile opponents of the NHS very soon climbed on board once it had arrived because they were going to make damn sure that they remained in control of that machine.
He was the first vice-chairman of the Central Health Services Council when it was formed in 1949, and became chairman in 1957.
So Dafydd’s mate was Chairman of the Central Health Services Council in 1960 when Enoch Powell became Minister of Health and there when Powell dared suggest that Denbigh should be closed.
His great contribution to the NHS was that he brought to the Ministry the professional knowledge of the active clinician, so that the administration was kept closely in touch with the outside medical world — a service that its desk doctors could not hope to provide. In recognition of his talents he received a knighthood in 1949, and it was as Sir Henry Cohen that he was elected president of the BMA in 1951.
Many people nowadays think that there is a sharp distinction between the clinician and the medical administrator, and it is most stimulating to reflect that Henry took both in his stride. As his Reader, it is as a clinician that I [Sir Cyril Clarke] remember him — I always attended his rounds and was amazed at the skilful way he logically unravelled difficult clinical problems, and how well he could hold his own in any branch of medicine. To the undergraduate his teaching and his lectures were a delight, and many generations remember him with affection.
Brilliant as he was, it was hard work which contributed greatly to his success. Not for him the Friday exodus to Wales,
The playground for the grandiose Top Docs of Liverpool in a number of ways
but rather outpatients for many years on Saturday afternoons. He knew too the meaning of stress. His humble origins and rapid rise led to jealousies, and he once told me that anyone worth his salt must inevitably have enemies.
Dafydd used the same excuse to explain the sheer number of complaints about him and the constant scandal in which he found himself mired. It was merely a reflection of how marvellous Dafydd was. Other members of the gang were happy to extend the narrative to ‘no-one else but Dafydd would have given those bastards the time of day and now they’ve complained about him’.
I’ll explain the process. Any victim of the gang who raised their concerns re the dreadful conduct of a gang member would be Referred To Dafydd. Not only was that the Secret Signal to the rest of the world that they had Objected and dared speak up so were a great danger to the entire structure which depended upon the gang for its continuation, but once a Referral To Dafydd had been made, no other Top Doctor would treat that patient, not even if they, as I did, moved to London. I was Dafydd’s Patient. In London no less, never having once asked to see Dafydd, but having been unlawfully arrested and abducted by him. No-one else would treat Dafydd’s patients because of what they knew Dafydd was doing and what they might well be told if they did take over the care of one of Dafydd’s patients. So that was the trap. If, as I did – and Patient F as well – one openly spoke of one’s extraordinary Dafydd-related experiences and rolled around laughing, even just with one’s mates not even in the context of a formal complaint, it was noted down in triplicate and anything needed to smear or discredit one was said. Anything at all, no matter how untrue or frankly ludicrous. That then became ‘known’, because of course Angels and Top Docs Know About People and never, ever lie.
That is how I have held a nurse hostage, been in prison for attacking someone with a knife, stabbed and strangled Top Doctors, broke into Dafydd’s surgery ‘such that he thought that he would be killed there and then’, thrown a brick through his glass door at 3 am and sexually assaulted a psychiatrist. Me being in possession of documentation written and signed by this lot and their lawyers admitting that none of this is true and that there is no evidence for any of it does not matter.
Neither does it matter that I am in possession of documentation that has been forged by someone unknown to me that was found in the possession of the GMC, the Welsh Office and Gwynedd Health Authority/the NW Wales NHS Trust. See post ‘The General Medical Council And Yet Another Forged Document’.
The document in the possession of the GMC has parts of it forged IN MY HANDWRITING. I know that it is forged because the (very unusual) name of the Hergest whistleblower is repeatedly misspelled. I know how to spell his name, but his colleagues didn’t; they always misspelled it in the way that it is misspelled on that document. What seems to have happened is that the forgery is based on a letter that I did write to the GMC, but parts of the text have been altered. It’s what Gwynne did years previously but he did it with Tippex, Brown and I howled with laughter, so the GMC subsequently got their act together. I have other documents in my possession that I did write at the same time as that letter to the GMC and I have spelt the whistleblower’s name correctly on those. The letter that was found in the possession of the GMC is a high quality forgery. Before Vera Baird and Charlie Falconer cut my Legal Aid off, my lawyer had been discussing bringing in handwriting experts to examine those documents…
It is a complete farce, if a very dangerous one.
The forgery found in the possession of the GMC was compiled when Jane Hutt was Welsh Gov’t Minister for Health and was a corrupted version of a letter that I had written to the GMC about Dr Tony Roberts of the Hergest Unit.
The Waterhouse Report makes reference to a forged letter purporting to have been written by a young man in Risley Remand Centre heaping praise on Nefyn and June Dodd, who ran the Ty’r Felin children’s home in Bangor – both friends of Dafydd’s – of whom this young man had complained. Waterhouse accepts that this letter is a forgery but leaves it at that. Never mind the implications of someone in Risley Remand Centre forging letters from the victims of people who were under police investigation for the abuse of scores of kids in care…
Dafydd’s gang were being helped by people in the security services who were rather more competent than Gwynne with his Tippex. Undercover recordings were also spliced and played to third parties as ‘evidence’. When I was working at St George’s, someone in Somerset swore blind that Brown had rung them up and told them that I had tried to kill myself. Brown had done no such thing and even if I had have tried to kill myself at that time, Brown would never have told that particular person. They certainly believed that it was Brown to whom they were speaking. Brown and I had been under surveillance for years, MI5 had bugged and tapped us, they knew Brown’s voice, his expressions, form of words etc. I am sure that the phone call was something to do with them. Particularly as it was made during the time when Tony and Sadie Francis were perjuring themselves in the High Court in an attempt to have me imprisoned, St George’s had forced me out of my job and Springfield Hospital had declared that they wouldn’t treat me because Dafydd was my doctor and I should go back to Wales.
There is a reference on a document written by Dr Nicky Mitchell-Heggs, the corrupt occupational health physician at St George’s, with regard to someone at St George’s having breached confidence to someone known to me in Somerset. How St George’s ever got hold of the details of that person I don’t know, but then anything went, anything at all, intercepting post, bugging phones, accessing Gov’t databases, it was the Westminster Paedophile Ring and it had to be protected at all costs.
As for the smears levelled at people who had complained, it didn’t matter what they were like or who they were, they were smeared, insulted and blamed. Brown was an Armed Revolutionary, I was a variety of things depending upon what suited the gang at the time and one student at Bangor whom I would have thought was Wood’s dream patient was called ‘wet’ by Wood after her mother complained about Gwynne’s conduct towards her and was then described as being ‘weak’ by Tony Francis and ‘unable to cope independently’. She attempted suicide after encountering Gwynne. There was just excuse after excuse for these disastrous sex offenders, no matter what happened to whom. It was never ever anything that they had done. There was at least one male student who had an encounter with a sharp piece of glass after a meeting with Gwynne and another boy tried to jump off the Menai suspension bridge, so it wasn’t even a case of Madwomen In Attics.
In 1952 he was seriously ill with a coronary thrombosis over which, after several anxious weeks, he triumphed with characteristic intelligence.
Lord Cohen’s intellect was such that not only did he miss the international trafficking gang evolving on his doorstep but the Power Of His Mind dealt with a coronary.
Unlike most doctors, he strictly adhered to the medical advice he was given, and on recovery gave up his vast private practice
Although once Nye had established the NHS, like every other Top Doc Lord Henry was Doing It For The Poor, he just worked extra hard to cram in the teaching, the vast private practice, the committees and his many other commitments.
and dedicated himself to the national work of the organization and advancement of British medicine.
He presided over countless committees and was a household name to general practitioners, who had good reason to bless the Cohen categories as they struggled with the drugs to be used in the NHS.
One of his most important scientific contributions arose by virtue of his chairmanship of the committee dealing with the organization of poliomyelitis vaccination in this country.
He also played a large part in the preparation of the reports on the medical care of epileptics
The care of epileptics was not anything to be boasted of until very recently. There was nothing at all done to dispel the myths, bigotry and misunderstanding in Lord Henry’s day, so one wonders what he was doing when he prepared those reports.
and on staphylococcal infections in hospital, to mention just two among many. His remarkable memory and powers of exposition made him a formidable figure in the councils of the Ministry of Health and the debt owed to him by successive Ministers and departmental heads was immense.
A ‘formidable figure’ of an old bastard. He was there to tell Enoch Powell what to do, then Dafydd’s mate Sir Kenneth Robinson when he was Minister of Health and then the King of the Swingers himself, Richard Crossman. Lord Henry will still have been giving out the orders when Dafydd’s mate David Ennals became Secretary of State for the DHSS and no doubt for years after that as well.
For these great administrative talents he was created a peer in 1956, the first physician from the provinces to be raised to the House of Lords. When he made his maiden speech on the subject of vivisection, Lord Silkin, deputy leader of the Opposition, said that he had never heard a more effective maiden speech in the House.
That was Lewis Silkin. The Silkins were a Labour Party dynasty of lawyers who were facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Lewis was the father of Sam and John Silkin. Sam served as MP for Dulwich and was Attorney General, 1974-79 and John was MP for Lewisham and at one point was lined up as a possible Labour Party Leader. The Silkins’ manor subsequently became the territory of Harriet, Tessa Jowell and Joan Ruddock. Dafydd’s partner gang was running the whole area and had established itself during the Silkins’ reign; the Wimmin did nothing to challenge what was happening. Lewis Silkin had another son Arthur, a civil servant. See previous posts for further info re the Silkins.
The Lancet of the day, in congratulating him on his title, spoke of ‘his union of quietness with brilliance, of delicacy with endurance’, and said of his advice to all the Ministers of Health since the NHS started that ‘no explorer of this part of medicine can go far without finding the tracks of some pioneer Cohen committee in the sand’.
It was appropriate that his great grasp of medicine and his legalistic bent were harnessed together when he became president of the General Medical Council in 1961 and anyone reading his summings-up cannot fail to appreciate his humanity – the cold analyses of the facts were not followed up by harsh judgements.
‘I really must agree that Dr Dafydd Alun Jones has shown great forbearance, tolerance and compassion in the face of such a complex and difficult case and the fact that the patient did not live cannot in any way be attributed to Dr Jones loading them onto a coach after they had been lobotomised by the equally compassionate Dr Gwynne Williams and dumping them in Rhyl to starve to death. We must not be harsh in our judgement of practitioners such as Dr Jones who accept the most difficult of cases. No criticism can be levelled at Dr Jones in this case. Now, what is our next case today? Ah, the rape and murder of a patient by a Dr DA Jones and a Dr Gwynne Williams, now we need to examine the facts closely, we must not rush to judgement, the reputations of two eminent doctors are at stake here….’
Dr John Bodkin Adams, the notorious Top Doc from Sussex who stood trial for killing his patients and received enormous support from the BMA, the GMC, a few bent lawyers and Harriet Harman’s dad who acted as an expert witness for the defence although Harman gave his opinion on matters of which he had no experience, was struck off the Medical Register after his trial. Adams was reinstated in 1961, the year that Lord Henry became President of the GMC. It is believed that Bodkin Adams probably murdered numerous patients. See previous posts.
It is said that, during his presidency, the young increasingly came to regard him as symbolizing rigidity in the Establishment, but it may well be that when the dust has settled, his most criticized actions will be seen to have been fully justified.
‘The Young’ at the time of Lord Henry’s Presidency will not have been The Young who were at Woodstock, yet even they considered him intolerable.
Another honour which Cohen enjoyed shortly before his retirement was his election (in 1964) to the presidency of the Royal Society of Medicine. Here he took his place in a long line of distinguished men,
Such as Lord Max Rosenheim, Dafydd’s mate Lord John Walton the Bastard of Newcastle-upon-Tyne and many others who gave loyal service to organised crime and the Westminster Paedophile Ring…
and he was awarded the gold medal of the Society in 1971. He received honorary degrees from several universities, and was an honorary fellow of many medical colleges and societies both at home and abroad. In 1970 he became chancellor of Hull University.
Outside medicine, his first love was the theatre, and he took an active part in the running of the Liverpool Playhouse.
Dafydd’s associates had a great many links with the entertainment scene in Liverpool as well as in Manchester. The paedophile gang’s folly which is Theatre Clwyd – the splendid creation of Ronnie Waterhouse’s mate T.M. Hadyn Rees, a former Chief Executive of Clwyd County Council, which was/is much enjoyed by Hadyn Rees and his family and friends but has repeatedly pushed Clwyd County Council into dire financial straits (see post ‘Ain’t Nothing Clean – Not Even the Welsh Calvinistic Methodists’) – was a few years ago rescued from what looked like certain death by Terry Hands, a big name in theatre in Liverpool, who just happened to know a Clwyd County Councillor who was very culpable re the abuse of kids in care. See post ‘Workers Play Time’.
He personally helped to select the plays, and, as he was no starry-eyed intellectual but a shrewd business man, the Liverpool repertory company was one of the few in the country to make money.
Dafydd and his associates always target a lucrative market
His favourite theatre story was that when, as a small boy, he had taken the part of the first watchman in Much Ado About Nothing, it had been reported in the local press that ‘the first watchman had two lines to speak and both were inaudible’. His later distinction as an orator showed that the words of the critic had not fallen on stony ground.
On the subject of ‘Much Ado About Nothing’, previous posts have discussed how Tony Francis was a very much more acceptable face of Top Doctoring than Dafydd and co, but Francis was prone to sudden explosions of very unpleasant behaviour. In the event of patients walking away or threatening to complain, Angels would be on hand to beg them not to, Dr Francis was ill/in pain/stressed and was very sorry. Unbeknown to us, Francis was busy with a whole network of corrupt professional people conspiring to do various unpleasant things to those of us whom he knew were aware of some of the criminality of the gang. The first time that I had a confrontation with Francis was after he told me a whopper of a lie, got me out of the office and then refused to communicate further. So I arrived in person to ask for an explanation. He denied ever having said what he did say, so I just thought ‘oh well he’s not going to tell the truth here, there’s no point doing a ‘he said she said” and Francis then told me that he had arranged for me to see a ‘manager’ to resolve matters.
The manager was actually the corrupt old git Alun Davies, who in those days (Aug 1985) was a minor pen pusher who had recently arrived at Ysbyty Gwynedd from George Thomas Central in the Rhondda. Francis escorted me up to Davies’s office, where I discovered that Davies had no idea, or claimed to have no idea, as to what was going on. So I said to Davies ‘Well would you like to ring Dr Francis to acquaint yourself with the situation’. Davies looked a bit perplexed and then rang Francis. Davies got as far as telling Francis who was ringing and that I was with him and Francis erupted into a rant so spectacular down the phone that I could hear every word. I don’t know whether Francis knew that. After this mega-rant, Francis finished by saying ‘well this is all a hurricane in a tea cup really, there is no problem’ and rang off. Davies was his usual gormless self and couldn’t answer any of my questions, so I left the building.
Although this was a hurricane in a tea cup and there was no problem, I now know that by then Francis had already begun writing letters to the BMA and the MDU about this dangerous loony who had made terrible allegations about Gwynne…
I subsequently went to see Keith Best, then the Tory MP for Anglesey, which was where I lived. I have explained in previous posts that while I was in Francis’s office he snapped at me that I could complain to whoever I wanted, I could even go to the Secretary of State if I wanted, he wasn’t bothered. In retrospect, it was clear that Francis had himself gone to the Welsh Office as soon as he had received my letter questioning him, which was why Keith Best spent no more than four minutes listening to me before saying that oh yes, he’d write to the Welsh Office and kicking me out of the door.
Francis would have had good reason to get to the Welsh Office at speed. In July 1985 Mary Wynch won her appeal before the Master of the Rolls and began suing the gang. I only found out about that when I saw it in the London-based broadsheets just after I had confronted Francis…
This lot were in danger of being in deep, deep trouble and they knew it, despite all the allegations that ‘no-one knew’ and the belief of others that people weren’t believed ‘because they were psych patients/kids in care’. There were stacks of complaints, physical and sexual assaults, attempted suicides, completed suicides and third party witness accounts that were ignored as well. By the summer of 1985, Patient F had also found out that boys in care in Bangor were being mistreated and he had confronted social workers about it. By 1986, F had been fitted up for class A drugs and arson and after being detained in Risley was then unlawfully imprisoned by Dafydd in Denbigh for a year.
It was an enormous conspiracy to conceal that trafficking ring.
I have since been told that the security services recorded everything, including my meeting with Francis, as well as the previous meeting with him, so they had the evidence that it was he who had lied and then lied again and again when he denied the original comment. They recorded Francis recording me in secret – and no doubt other patients as well – and denying that he had done this. They recorded his rant on the phone, they obviously knew that he had primed the Welsh Office as well and that absolutely everything was rigged. Because MI5 were the ones rigging it.
His other great love outside medicine was the collection of old silver, and when he was president of the Liverpool Medical Institution in 1954 his inaugural lecture on the subject delighted his medical and lay audience. As he said, it satisfied the intellect as well as the aesthetic senses as a leisure occupation. Nevertheless, his pastimes were not all intellectual;
Despite the towering intellects of the gang I could not help noticing the inconsistencies…
he enjoyed his television sporting programmes,
and when talking to patients he always knew the results of the Reds and Blues football matches in Liverpool.
His publications included New Pathways in Medicine (1935); Nature, Method and Purpose of Diagnosis (1943); Sherrington: Physiologist, Philosopher and Poet (1958); and The Evolution of Modern Medicine (1958), besides numerous contributions to journals and medical books…
This toadying tribute to one of those who set Dafydd on the road to a life of serious crime that nobody at all would hinder was written by Sir Cyril Clarke. I’ll return to Cyril shortly.
It should be remembered that throughout the Lord Henry Cohen years, King of the Swingers Richard Crossman was at the highest levels of the British security services and Crossman’s own eccentric view of what were the important things in life – very high living for him and his mates, the bare minimum for everyone else, sex on tap from a variety of people whenever Crossman and his mates felt like it and as many lies as necessary on the part of Gov’t when they were caught with their trousers down as it were – was shared by many other people running the NHS and Social Services and indeed the rest of the Gov’t. The system was extraordinarily dysfunctional and the leading academics and Top Docs were routinely attributed with intellects and abilities that they simply often did not have, as I will illustrate shortly with reference to Cohen’s protege Cyril Clarke.
Crossman’s ‘Diaries’ are cluttered with references to his close friendships, dinners and visits to the opera and theatre with the very people who knew about the most serious criminality on the part of Dafydd and related gangs and who did nothing at all to stop it, although they occasionally maintained to be in despair at the refusal of Top Docs, Angels and civil servants in the DHSS to change their ways. Although professing to be in despair as the Top Docs just ignored Crossman’s requests for them to stop neglecting and abusing patients, Crossman had many a good dinner with them and was always happy to accept an invitation. In 1969 Crossman was invited to a ‘wonderful dinner’ at the London Hospital ‘by the junior doctors’ and they all had a great time. They were the junior docs who included William Asscher, Wendy Savage et al, or who were their colleagues, who expanded on the organised abuse at the London Hospital in partnership with Dafydd’s gang and when they became more senior Top Docs facilitated the huge trafficking ring and made it bombproof, as it was them sitting on the BMA, the GMC, the important committees and occupying posts as consultants, Chairs, Deans etc… Some, like Asscher, ended up running medical schools. See eg. ‘Error of Judgement?’
The King David Primary School in Liverpool are so proud of their former pupil Lord Henry that they have erected a Heritage Plaque to commemorate him. The King David Primary School tells us that:
Henry Cohen was a brilliant medical student and later professor at the University of Liverpool and was knighted for his pioneering work. He became one of the Queens doctors and helped create the National Health Service for which he received a peerage and took the title Lord Cohen of Birkenhead. He was a governor of this school. This stone was located in the Primary School.
So Lord Henry was another of Dafydd and Gwynne’s mates who was a Top Doc to Lilibet. You certainly know how to pick ’em Ma’am! I note that the King David Primary School have made a mistake. Lord Henry didn’t help create the NHS, there is every clue that he was a Top Doc who opposed it and it won’t have been for creating the NHS that he bagged his peerage. But the King David Primary School can’t really tell the little ones that Lord Henry the Queen’s Doc facilitated child abuse, particularly as he was a governor of the school.
There is a document available online written for Birkenhead School In Focus and OBS Bulletin for Summer 2013, by a former junior doc of Lord Henry’s, Michael Moreton, in which Moreton remembers Lord Henry:
Recollections of Lord Cohen of Birkenhead: “The Lord”
My first year out of medical school, I had the honour of working as an
intern for one of the most distinguished physicians of his day, Lord
Cohen of Birkenhead (1900-1977). Henry Cohen’s life story is more
typical of America than Britain. The son of an impoverished Jewish
tailor, he attended university and medical school on scholarships and then
due to his intellectual brilliance had a meteoric rise through the
profession. He practised medicine in the days when diagnosis was made,
for the most part, on the patient’s account of the illness and what was
found on physical examination. More intellect and less technology were
involved in the process and in this process he was one of the stars.
By the time I became his house officer (1964), he was President of
the General Medical Council, the highest medical administrator in the
That was why Gwynne was lobotomising away without a care in the world and Dafydd was running a trafficking gang.
and was one of the Queen’s Physicians. Definitely top of the heap.
In his mid-60s he was more of a politician and administrator than a
doctor. He was an incredibly impressive figure. Short and pink, a thick
mane of white hair, and a bearing that made him dominate a room. He
was always beautifully dressed and characteristically wore a rose or
orchid in his lapel. He had those old fashioned, courtly, somewhat
exaggerated good manners of his generation
The Lord was scheduled to make rounds on Tuesdays, but most
weeks the business of the nation kept him away.
The patients won’t have been told that The Lord was busy at the top of the dung heap. They’ll all have been warned for days that Lord Doctor will be coming to see you on Tuesday and they’ll have been got up and out of bed in their nightwear as was the custom at the time and they’ll have been waiting. All day. By about 5 pm an Angel will tell them that Lord Doctor was called to an emergency, they’ll have to wait until next week. No patient would have questioned this, they would all have took the view that well an emergency had to come first, I’m happy to wait, Lord Doctor will have saved a life, I’ve just waited a few hours.
When he did appear it was like a state visit. The ward was cleaned until it shone; the nurse lined up in the starched uniforms that were then the style.
Even better, as recently as the 1970s, the student Angels had to go and stand in the sluice when the consultant arrived on the ward. Everybody knew that this was madness, but still the routine was followed.
We, the junior medical staff, although feigning no interest in the circus-like atmosphere, were secretly delighted to be included in this big event.
They had to be, it was the one toadying opportunity and if it wasn’t grabbed with both hands, their doctoring would not get off the ground.
We would proceed from bed to bed, the patients were introduced,
their illnesses and their treatments related, and the great man asked to
comment. Rarely had he anything new to add;
The Lord may not have actually known his arse from his elbow, after all most of his time was spent with the dung heap, so the patients’ care will have been the responsibility of other people.
occasionally, we would pretend confusion so that he could clarify things for us, making the whole exercise look more meaningful than it really was.
Nobody was fooled except of course the patients and the writers of the Carry On films. In fact not all of them were, a lot of that genre eg. the Doctor In The House series, were written by Top Docs who had left medicine for comedy and they knew how grim the reality behind the jokes about enemas for the patients whom the Angels and Top Docs didn’t like was. It wasn’t enemas, it was sexual assaults, transfusions using infected blood, accidentally not administering sufficient pain relief for the most painful of conditions and the jackpot is not diagnosing a serious illness until it is too late to save the patient’s life. It is not a matter of bawdy japes, it is such vicious crime that no-one dares tell the truth.
Geoffrey Chamberlain was always jokingly compared to Sir Lancelot Spratt and Chamberlain encouraged this. The students’ parents loved it at graduation and Chamberlain would make sure that he always turned up with his special tankard with his rugger nickname engraved on it (‘Bodger’) and wearing his Doc Martens – from ‘Red Or Dead’, Prof’s son’s fashion chain!!! Bodger always let everybody know, it was a fantastic advert – and it was all one big Ooh Matron.
No-one told them that Bodger was facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring; no-one told me and I was working for him, although I knew that some of his colleagues were doing appalling things.
At the end of the visit with each patient, the Lord would grasp the patient’s hands in his, stare into their eyes, and whisper words of comfort.
Some patients are a little iffy about that sort of excess but patients are pretty good really, they’re not all ambulance chasing bastards who Assault The Angels and they just put it down to eccentricity.
After seeing the last patient, he would thank us and congratulate us on our work, always managing to find some small area in which he felt improvement could be made.
Which was rather insulting of The Lord, considering that he was usually too busy at the top of the dung heap to turn up for ward rounds and everybody else was doing his work.
He would then depart in his Rolls Royce,
This was after Nye had Done It For The Poor
and we would go to the cafeteria for our greasy lunch. We would return to the ward after lunch and what we found there always puzzled and annoyed us. Everybody looked better! There was a buzz of conversation and laughter; patients who had been claiming weakness and fatigue were up walking, talking, and asking when they could go home. They were on the phone telling family members in distant parts of the country about their brush with greatness and repeating endlessly the words that the old man had spoken to them.
The writer of this account is describing the sort of scenes that Top Docs like The Lord routinely elicited in teaching hospitals in the 1960s. What was fascinating at Denbigh was that the Angels desperately tried to summon up this sort of atmosphere around Dafydd. I gained the impression that not so long previously Dafydd was indeed treated like The Lord when he condescended to turn up at the decaying prison which was Denbigh, although being Dafydd it would be gone midnight and he’d be straight in the women’s dorm. I was told of a suppressed inspection report re Denbigh which made reference to the dreadful ‘atmosphere’ in which some very lucky patients would be permitted to occasionally ‘touch the hem of Dr DA Jones’s cloak’.
There were still rumours of inspection reports of Denbigh making reference to the ‘atmosphere’ well into the 1980s. Of course there was an ‘atmosphere’, numerous victims of a sex abuse gang had been unlawfully arrested and imprisoned, it wasn’t a secret. I wrote no end of letters about it to every appropriate authority and Mary Wynch sued the bastards and they even fessed up. Yet no-one would even investigate my complaints for years and when they were finally forced to, lies were told, documentary evidence of serious crime was ignored and the conclusion was that I was Dangerous and had Harassed poor old Dafydd to a near nervous breakdown. The complaint was investigated by Dafydd’s mates, fellow traffickers Prof Robert Bluglass and Dr Colin Berry and they had been appointed by Dafydd’s other mate, Prof Robert Owen, the Medical Ombudsman who had himself been appointed by the Welsh Office – who were concealing the ring and had done for years – and was the Prof of Surgery at er Liverpool. Another pal of Lord Henry’s! See eg. ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’ and ‘In Memoriam – Professor Robert Owen’.
By the time that Dafydd had abducted and imprisoned me, the patients just weren’t impressed with him, no matter how hard the Angels tried to talk him up. Opinion fell into the categories of ‘he’s a big wanker’ (to quote one splendidly spot-on patient), ‘he’s a complete bastard’ or of course both.
[Ed’s note: the term ‘big wanker’ was inaccurate in one respect. Dafydd is a little wanker.]
Ooh they don’t know their own minds and no-one else would bother with People Like That but Dr DA…
It was more than we could bear. We had worked so hard for them. What did they think he had done for them? Nothing, as far as we could see.
Exactly. The junior docs had done the lot.
Of course, we missed the point. What had happened was that they had touched the magic.
No, they had been duped by the lies that everyone had told about The Lord.
The Lord, and the doctors of his generation, had come into practice
in a world without CT scanners, magnetic resonance imaging, or
ultrasound. A world without cardiac or transplantation surgery. A world
without antibiotics or insulin. Theirs was a world in which physician
had fewer tools with which to influence the course of the diseases that
they treated. Often the only tool that they had at their disposal was their
ability to raise the determination of the patient to improve and survive.
They were the cheerleaders for the body’s ability to heal itself. They
considered it to be their duty to give their patients an optimistic outlook
in order to will themselves better. The power of the physician’s
personality was an important part of the healing process.
That is another lie. Most of these Top Docs did not have ‘powerful personalities’ anymore than Michael Grade is a charismatic leader because he wears matching socks and braces. It’s a load of cobblers; some Top Docs did their best and were respected for it but The Lord et al were conmen, as simple as that. They were such powerful conmen that no-one dared expose them, everybody was tied into the lies.
Now things have changed.
Not enough. Things are falling apart because of the decades of lies.
We have convinced ourselves that we must examine every problem from a purely scientific perspective. We see and listen to a patient’s symptoms, examine them, order laboratory work, and decide on the treatment.
There are still lies told throughout the system at every level.
We give them a prescription, but, as we do so, we tell them that this pill may not work, that there is a small chance it will make them worse, and, finally, we tell them of its many side effects.
That’s what you’re supposed to do. A lot of Top Docs still don’t.
They pick up the medication from the pharmacy and it comes with the “Patient Information Leaflet”. This document was written not by doctors but by the company’s lawyer.
Quite true. Dr David Healy has spent his career publicising this sort of thing and he is loathed by his Top Doc colleagues as well as Big Pharma.
Its purpose is to protect the company. It lists every possible thing that could possibly happen so that the patient will have no grounds for complaint if anything should happen.
It also is very useful for protecting Top Docs.
This hardly sets the stage for making the patient believe that they are
going to recover. It encourages the concept of the body as one great
biochemical machine, one whose working can be altered by adding a few
chemicals, rather than being a very personal thing whose performance is
affected by the drive and determination of the inner being as much as by
I take the point, but I don’t like being lied to by dimwits about Medicines That Will Make Me Better and people have been daft enough to try that. I appreciate a bit of info.
Compare what would have happened in my Chief’s day. The doctor would have pressed the prescription into the patient’s hand. Stared into their eyes and told them that recovery was certain.
It was years of this that caused patients to refuse to have their kids vaccinated and instead get the healing crystals out. They could not believe anything that they were told by Top Docs.
How different from today. First of all, that pressing, staring routine could get you
reported for harassment.
No chance Doc, Gwynne did the most outrageous things and not one complaint was investigated, Dafydd turned up in the women’s dorms in the middle of the night with no trousers and he’s still on the Medical Register at nearly 90 yrs old, you know as well as I that you would never be reported for harassment over a bit of staring. You might offend someone, but their complaint would be ignored, along with the dozens that were made about Dafydd doing a lot more than staring.
Next, the assurances could be regarded as being “in excess of statistically projected outcomes” and as such could be ruled to be misleading and encouraging unrealistic expectations.
The chances of this actually happening are zilch. Top Doc Sir Roy Meadow made up stats in the witness box at murder trials after he had invented a mental illness and innocent people went to prison as a result, quite a few of them. It was years before they were released and although Meadow was eventually struck off, he appealed and was reinstated. See previous posts.
What has happened is that we have lost The Magic, or rather we
have given it away.
We have lost the sort of nonsense that surrounded The Lord but it has been replaced with equally dangerous nonsense. Get Screened Or You Will Die! Eat Your Five A Day! There Is No Safe Level Of Wine For A Woman!
There is a hunger for it to be returned. There is an enormous upsurge in alternative medicine.
Because people are so disillusioned with the Top Docs.
The sale of traditional Asian medicines is a billion-dollar industry.
Indeed, it is as ruthless a marketing technique as any used by Big Pharma.
This is partly based on an understandable feeling that this is a branch of healing that has been insufficiently explored in the West. It is also based on a perception that the major drug companies are multinational corporations with little
interest in the sufferings of the individual.
That is true of Big Pharma and of the medical establishment.
The increasing depersonalization of care brought on by some of the changes in medical care has left patients with a need for more comfort, a need for a little
Being lied to by and about a very rich conman who is colluding with patient harm and serious crime is not something that we should feel nostalgia for.
a need which is answered at the local herbal store…
A whole new scam opened up as the Top Docs were found to have feet of clay.
The only reference that I can find to a Dr Michael Moreton is a Dr Michael Moreton, the Bangkok Hospital’s International Medical Coordinator, who has made a You Tube clip re the marketing potential of America for Medical Tourism. He is English and is of the right age to be the writer of the above contribution. It would not be surprising to find an associate of Dafydd’s Big Umbrella to be involved with a hospital in Bangkok, after all Moreton was on the scene in Liverpool when that trafficking ring rapidly expanded.
The Jewish Medical Association’s website advertises the Henry Cohen Visiting Professorship:
The Henry Cohen Visiting Professorship scheme was founded in memory of Lord Cohen, who was one of Britain’s most distinguished neurologists and who was for many years President of the General Medical Council. Lord Cohen took a keen interest in the development of the Israeli medical schools, and of Israeli medicine. Therefore the aim of the Henry Cohen Visiting Professor scheme is to promote links between medicine in the two countries.
The Professorship is awarded annually to one of the leading members of the medical profession in Britain.
Nearly all of the holders of the Henry Cohen Visiting Professorship have starred on this blog…
Edwina Currie grew up in an Orthodox Jewish family in south Liverpool and Edwina’s brother is called Henry Cohen. I have no idea if Edwina is in any way related to Lord Henry, but Edwina did of course note in her Diary that Sir Peter Morrison was a ‘pederast’ and one of Edwina’s diary entries referred to her being ‘frightened’ because of the lengths to which Thatch was prepared to go to keep Morrison’s child abusing under wraps. See previous posts. Edwina only published her Diaries many years later, after the people whom Edwina feared might get ‘hurt’ did get hurt. See previous posts. It was my friends and I Edwina, our careers and lives were destroyed and one of us was murdered.
Edwina knew about Jimmy Savile as well, she was a Minister in the Dept of Health when he was given that management job at Broadmoor. Edwina took the rap publicly for appointing him, but it was Trumpers who actually made the appointment, although Edwina thought that it was a good idea. Edwina knew that the UK’s NHS and social care sector were saturated with serious organised crime. See posts ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’ and ‘A Pretty Classy Piece Of Operation’.
Edwina has been on the scene of many of the crimes of Dafydd and the gang. She served as a Councillor in Birmingham, then as an MP in Derbyshire and as a Minister in the Dept of Health. She also had that fling with John Major while he was orchestrating a huge cover-up. By going public on her affair with Major, Edwina made herself look dreadful – an old slapper who had ratted because she was cross that she hadn’t received a mention in Major’s autobiography – while Major told everyone that he felt awful about betraying poor old Norma and was perceived to be a remorseful decent man who’d made a mistake. Which he might well have, but the huge cover-up which was the Waterhouse Inquiry was not a mistake.
John Major’s son married a ‘page 3 girl’ as I remember. I haven’t had time to go digging there yet and although I am quite prepared to accept that Major’s daughter-in-law may have been in that line of business as a result of free will and was never coerced or exploited, Dafydd’s gang intersected with soft porn and the topless models industry. It was one of their strategies for getting young people involved with the much nastier aspects of their business interests. Furthermore the tabloids who were publishing those topless photos knew about Dafydd et al and never published a word. In the interests of fairness I will make the point that Clare Short, the anti-page 3 campaigner, knew all about Dafydd et al – her husband was one of those who had colluded with everything at the Home Office – as well and so did Ben Elton, who at the time was doing his Feminist Man bit and questioning the presence of page 3 in the nation’s newspapers. See previous posts re Clare Short and Ben Elton.
As the arguments raged about page 3 and the exploitation of women, the boys targeted by Dafydd’s gang were used to make child porn for the gay male market with added bestiality for extras.
None of you come out of this covered in glory do you? I was a Woman who was targeted by that bunch of mobsters and you ALL ignored me and as for those poor boys, well you wouldn’t even acknowledge that they could have been targeted, because they turned into Men and by definition they’ll have been a problem.
Lord Henry’s protege Sir Cyril Clarke who wrote the toadying tribute to Henry was yet another senior colleague of this man at Liverpool:
Sir Cyril Astley Clarke (22 August 1907-21 November 2000) was a Top Doctor, geneticist and lepidopterist who was honoured for his pioneering work on prevention of Rh disease of the newborn and also for his work on the genetics of the Lepidoptera (butterflies and moths).
Cyril Clarke was born in 1907 in Leicester and received his school education at Wyggeston Grammar School for Boys, Leicester and at Oundle. A number of people who concealed organised abuse in Leicester and in other places went to Wyggeston Grammar. See previous posts. Oundle comes up again and again; past pupils included: Sir Cough Williams-Ellis, Bertrand Russell’s friend and the central figure in the Welsh Bloomsbury Group who gathered at Cwm Croseor and utilised the services provided by Dafydd and Gwynne; Sir Kenneth Robinson, Dafydd’s mate who was Health Minister, 1964-68 and who played a leading role in MIND when Dafydd effectively ran that organisation; and Micky Wynn aka Lord Newborough, a member of the wider network protecting Dafydd et al. Oundle educated many others who became well-known and influential and who were happy to assist the gang by providing good PR, becoming figureheads of organisations that the gang were using as a vehicle etc eg. Sir Peter Scott. See previous posts for details of Oundle stars.
Cyril Clarke’s interest in butterflies and moths began at school. He studied natural science at Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge, graduating in 1929 and then medicine at Guy’s, graduating in 1932. Dafydd’s mate Prof Robert Owen followed the path of medicine at Guy’s and then Top Doctoring at Liverpool. Robert Owen was younger than Clarke but undoubtedly knew him and worked in the same Liverpool hospitals as Clarke.
During WW II Clarke worked as a medical specialist in the RNVR and reached the rank of Lieutenant Commander. Yet another one of the RNVR crowd – along with Gwynne the lobotomist – who knew about Mountbatten, the gay spies in the Admiralty etc. See post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’.
After the war Clarke worked as a registrar at the Queen Elizabeth Hospital in Birmingham and then as Consultant Physician at the United Liverpool Hospitals. In 1963 Clarke was appointed Director of the Nuffield Unit of Medical Genetics based at the University of Liverpool and in 1965 was made Professor of Medicine. He held these posts until his retirement in 1972. In retirement Clarke served as President of the Royal College of Physicians, 1972-77.
Clarke became famous for helping to develop the technique of giving Rh-negative women inter-muscular injections of anti-RhD antibodies during pregnancy to prevent Rh disease in their newborn babies.
Clarke answered an advert in an insect magazine for swallowtail butterfly pupae that had been placed by biologist Philip Sheppard. They met and began working together in their common interest of lepidoptery. From 1959 Clarke and Sheppard started running a moth trap in Caldy Common near West Kirby, Wirral. They studied the peppered moth, the scarlet tiger moth and the swallowtail butterfly. Clarke and Sheppard published papers on the genetics of Lepidoptera and also on Rh disease. Clarke continued the research in his retirement and in 1988 he rediscovered a scarlet tiger moth colony in West Kirby that had been started in 1961 by Philip Sheppard. The colony was useful for study of the genetics of changes in populations.
Cyril Clarke married Frieda (or Féo) in 1934. Lady Clarke died in 1998 and Cyril Clarke died in 2000. They had three sons, one of whom is a consultant neurologist.
- A summary of Sir Cyril Clarke’s highlights:
- WW II – Medic in RNVR
- 1947 to 1958 – Part-time Clinical Lecturer at Liverpool University, England.
- 1958 to 1965 – Reader at Liverpool University, England.
- 1965 to 1972 – Professor of Medicine at Liverpool University, England. Later, Honorary Nuffield Research Fellow, Department of Genetics and Emeritus Professor of Medicine, University of Liverpool. Director, Research Unit, Royal College of Physicians of London.
- 1967 – Lumleian lecture to Royal College of Physicians on Prevention of Rh-Haemolytic Disease
- 1969 – CBE
- 19 March 1970 – FRS
- 1972 to 1977 – President of the Royal College of Physicians
- 1974 – Knighted
- 1977 – Gairdner Foundation International Award
- 1980 – Lasker Award – Prof Cyril Clarke, together with Dr Ronald Finn, Dr John Gorman, Dr Vincent Freda, and Dr William Pollack were jointly awarded the Albert Lasker Award for Clinical Medical Research for their pioneering work on the rhesus blood group system, the role of rhesus D antibodies in the causation of Rh disease and the prevention of Rh disease.
- 1981 – Linnean Medal from the Linnean Society of London.
- 1990 – Buchanan Medal from the Royal Society of the UK for work on haemolytic disease of the newborn.
- 1992 – Honorary Degree given by the College of William and Mary, Williamsburg, Virginia, United States.
Cyril Clarke served as President of the Royal College of Physicians, 1972-77. He was preceded as President by Lord Max Rosenheim and succeeded by Sir Douglas Black, both people who were among the most powerful Top Docs in Britain who actively facilitated the Westminster Paedophile Ring and concealed the associated criminality. See previous posts.
The Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives of the Fellows’ online pays tribute to Sir Cyril Clarke:
b.22 August 1907 d.21 November 2000
KBE(1974) CBE(1969) MRCP(1935) MD(1937) FRCP(1949) ScD(1963) FRCOG(1970) FRS(1970) Hon DSc Edin(1971) Hon DSc Leicester(1971) FRACP(1973) FRCPI(1973) FRSA(1973) Hon DSc East Anglia(1973) FFCM(1974) FACP(1974) Fellow Ceylon College of Physicians(1974) Hon DSc Birm(1974) Hon DSc Liverp(1974) Hon DSc Sussex(1974) FRCP Edin(1975) FRCPC(1977) Hon DSc Hull(1977) Hon DSc Wales(1978) Hon DSc Lond(1980) FLS(1981) Hon FRCP Edin(1981) Hon FRCPath(1981) Hon FRSocMed(1982) Hon DSc College of William and Mary(1992) Hon FRCPCH(1997) FIBiol
The passing of Cyril Clarke marked the end of the era of great medical all rounders. His career as a clinician ranged through life insurance practice, medical specialist in the navy, consultant physician and later professor of medicine in Liverpool, and, finally, President of the Royal College of Physicians of London. His research contributions were equally broad based, spanning his classical work on mimicry in swallow-tailed butterflies to his enquiry into longevity by tracing and studying the lifestyles of centenarians who had received congratulatory messages from the Queen.
He was one of the first in this country to appreciate that medical genetics, far from being a discipline which focuses on rare and esoteric diseases, has a major role to play across every aspect of day-to-day clinical practice. This led him to establish the Nuffield unit for medical genetics in Liverpool, which became a stable for many who went on to develop this field throughout the United Kingdom and elsewhere.
Cyril Clarke’s most important contribution to medicine however, and one that reflects his flair and willingness to explore problems which were often outside his field of expertise, was his inspiring leadership of the Liverpool team that discovered how to prevent rhesus haemolytic disease of the newborn, one of the major advances in preventative medicine of the last half of the twentieth century. This work typified his unwillingness to be deterred by the gloomy prognostications of experts in their fields, who often told him that his thinking was way off the mark, and his instinctive gift for what Sir Peter Medawar called ‘the art of the possible’, reflected in his ability for sensing the quality of his younger colleagues and the science that they were pursuing.
Cyril Astley Clarke’s father, Astley Vavasour Clarke, was a physician at the Leicester Royal Infirmary and one of the first to use X-rays in this country; his grandfather was senior surgeon to the same hospital.
He was educated at Oundle, Caius College, Cambridge, and Guy’s Hospital Medical School. After three years in life insurance practice, which allowed him time to indulge in his passion for sailing, he enrolled as a medical officer in the RNVSR and served throughout the war in the navy, ending his service by writing one of his first papers, on the neurological complications of malnutrition that he observed in British prisoners of war in Hong Kong.
After the war Cyril moved to Liverpool where he became consultant physician at the David Lewis Northern Hospital. Despite busy hospital and private practices he, together with his long-time friend and collaborator P M Shepherd [sic], began a series of classical experiments on the genetics of swallow-tailed butterflies, work which later stimulated his interest in medical genetics. The success of the team of young clinical research workers that built up round him left him less time for his clinical practice, and he was appointed reader in medicine at the University of Liverpool and, in 1963 on the retirement of Henry Cohen, he became professor of medicine, a post which he held until 1972. He founded the Nuffield unit of medical genetics, which he directed from 1963 to 1972.
On the year of his retirement he was elected President of the Royal College of Physicians of London, a post he held with great distinction and flair until 1977. From 1977 to 1983 he served as director of the College’s medical services study group, and from 1983 to 1988 was director of its research unit. Among his many other activities he served as president of the Royal Entomological Society and, a post which pleased him almost as much as PRCP, president of the British Mule Society. He spent his later retirement in Liverpool continuing his work on the genetics of butterflies and in a characteristically broad range of medical research.
Cyril was a caring if slightly eccentric clinician, very much of the old school, who believed in minimal intervention. His advice to his new house staff on the use of drugs came, he claimed, straight from the mouth of one of his teachers at Guy’s, who, as he got older, restricted his personal pharmacopoeia to morphia and sodium bicarbonate, and was not too liberal with the bicarbonate.
As professor of medicine he led his department with a light touch, preferring to let bright youngsters go their own way, but always around if they needed support. His remarkable flair and enthusiasm, and his ability to sniff out talent and to pick research areas of importance, was undoubtedly the major factor which led to the wonderful achievement of the rhesus team, and to the success of the department of medicine at Liverpool and its major influence on the development of medical genetics.
As a person Cyril was a complex mixture. He was a life-long schoolboy, constantly bubbling with enthusiasm and new ideas, and yet at the same time he could appear to be rather distant, so that his students and junior staff sometimes found him difficult to approach and a little terrifying. This was undoubtedly a reflection of his innate shyness; as they got to know him better his extraordinary warmth became apparent.
Shyness was the only possible explanation for Cyril’s er terrifying qualities.
He was extremely loyal to his staff and supported them throughout their careers, usually behind the scenes and often without their knowledge.
In 1935 he married Frieda, or Feo, as she was always known. Feo became an integral part of all Cyril’s work and his many other activities, which ranged from crewing for him in his annual small-boat racing, not a relaxing pastime since Cyril had been an Olympic trialist and hated losing, to breeding swallow-tailed butterflies in captivity. It was a remarkable partnership; Cyril never fully recovered after Feo’s death in 1997. They were survived by three sons, one of whom is a consultant neurologist.
Cyril’s work was widely recognised. He was elected FRS and received many national and international awards. At the age of 88 years, still busy at his research, he wrote that he would very much like to know why butterflies have an XX chromosome complement in males and XY in females, yet the latter live much longer than the tempestuous XX males. ‘God moves in a mysterious way’ he concluded. Certainly there can have been few more mysterious phenomena than the multifaceted talents, flair, and complexity and warmth of character of the man who wrote these words.
This tribute to the paedophiles’ friend which was the terrifying but shy at heart polymath Sir Cyril was penned by Sir David Weatherall.
Sir Cyril’s Torygraph obituary of 30 Nov 2000 noted that ‘His most successful house physician was David Weatherall, who became Regius Professor of Medicine at Oxford and founder of the Institute of Molecular Medicine.’
Following the war [Sir Cyril] became a medical registrar in Birmingham. He was then invited to apply for a consultant post at the David Lewis Northern Hospital in Liverpool.
Sir Cyril was needed!
As well as his work at Liverpool University, Liverpool Royal Infirmary and Liverpool Broadgreen Hospital:
Professor Clarke’s life long interest in butterflies led to his perfection of a technique of hand mating them and he was able to produce rare hybrids. This unusual feat came to the attention of Philip Sheppard, a brilliant young lecturer in Oxford, who initially did not believe what he saw. They became friends and Sheppard was attracted to Liverpool, where he soon became Professor of Genetics.
The two men continued to work together on the evolution of mimicry in swallowtail butterflies and also extended the work of H.B.D. Kettlewell… It was a natural progression to extend the genetic research into medicine and the first studies were on the influence of the ABO blood groups on the risk of developing peptic ulcers. The inheritance of butterfly coat colour and pattern is controlled by a group of linked genes called polygenes. This led to an interest in Rhesus blood groups in man, which have a similar method of inheritance. Rhesus blood groups are associated with a potentially fatal condition called Rh Haemolytic Disease… The culmination of the Rhesus work was the development of a method to prevent Rh Haemolytic disease. This has been in general use since about 1975 and has been responsible for saving several hundred thousand lives.
Who counted I wonder?
The Guardian too remembered Sir Cyril on the occasion of his death:
The death of Sir Cyril Clarke, at the age of 93, marks the end of the era of great medical all-rounders. His career as a clinician ranged through life insurance practice, medical specialist in the navy, consultant physician, professor of medicine at Liverpool University, and, finally, president of the Royal College of Physicians.
His research contributions spanned his classical work on mimicry in swallow-tailed butterflies to his inquiry into longevity based on tracing the lifestyles of centenarians who had received congratulatory messages from the Queen. He was one of the first in this country to appreciate that medical genetics, far from being a discipline which focuses on rare and esoteric diseases, has a major role to play across every aspect of day-to-day clinical practice. This led him to establish the Nuffield unit for medical genetics in Liverpool, which became a stable for many in this new field.
Another Top Doc who played a leading role in concealing serious criminality – including on the part of Dafydd and the gang – who was responsible for launching the careers of a whole crop of other Top Docs who subsequently occupied some of the most senior positions in medicine in the UK and elsewhere, thus all happy to keep their lips sealed throughout every investigation and inquiry.
Clarke’s most important contribution to medicine, however, and one that reflects his flair and willingness to chance his arm in problems which were often outside his field of expertise, was his inspiring leadership of the Liverpool team that discovered how to prevent rhesus haemolytic disease of the newborn, one of the major advances in preventative medicine of the last half century. This work typified his unwillingness to be deterred by the gloomy prognostications of experts, who often said his thinking was way off the mark, and his instinctive gift for what Sir Peter Medawar called “the art of the possible”.
The son of Astley Vavasour Clarke, a physician at Leicester Royal infirmary (and one of the first to use X-rays in this country)…
The organised abuse and criminality in Leicester went back generations as well… Astley Vavasour Clarke will have known Greville Janner’s dad, Barnett Janner, who held Greville’s Parliamentary seat before Greville did.
After three years in life insurance practice, which allowed him time to indulge his passion for sailing,
I haven’t quite got to the bottom of this yet
he served throughout the war as a medical officer in the navy, ending his service by writing one of his first papers, on the neurological complications of malnutrition that he observed in British prisoners-of-war in Hong Kong.
He then moved to Liverpool, where he became consultant physician at the David Lewis northern hospital. Despite busy hospital and private practices he, together with his long-time friend and collaborator PM Sheppard, began a series of classical experiments on the genetics of swallow-tailed butterflies, work which later stimulated his interest in medical genetics.
The success of his team of young, clinical research workers left less time for his clinical practice. He was appointed reader in medicine at the University of Liverpool, and, in 1963, became professor of medicine… He founded the Nuffield unit of medical genetics, which he directed from 1963 to 1972…
From 1977 to 1983, Clarke was director of the college’s medical services study group, and, from 1983 to 1988, director of its research unit. Among many other activities, he served as president of the Royal Entomological Society and, much to his delight, president of the British Mule Society. He spent his later retirement in Liverpool, continuing his work on the genetics of butterflies, and in a characteristically broad range of medical research….
As professor of medicine, Clarke led his department with a light touch, preferring to let bright youngsters go their own way, but always around if they needed support. His remarkable flair and enthusiasm, and his ability to sniff out talent and to pick research areas of importance, was undoubtedly the major factor which led to the wonderful achievement of the rhesus team, and to the success of the Liverpool department as a major influence on the development of medical genetics…
In 1935, Clarke married Frieda, or Feo, as she was always known, who became an integral part of his work and other activities, ranging from crewing for him on his annual small-boat racing – not a relaxing pastime as Cyril had been an Olympic trialist and hated losing – to breeding swallow-tailed butterflies in captivity. It was a remarkable partnership and he never fully recovered from her death in 1998. They are survived by three sons.
Cyril’s work was widely recognised. He was elected a fellow of the Royal Society, and received many national and international awards…
Sir Cyril Astley Clarke, physician and clinician, born August 22 1907; died November 21 2000.
In Feb 2000 the Waterhouse Report had been published, the huge cover-up of the years of serious criminality of which Cyril Clarke and so many of his colleagues and associates had been a part.
Cyril also stars on the MDDUS site:
AN interest in butterflies formed the rather unlikely basis for one of the 20th century’s most significant discoveries in preventive medicine. Sir Cyril Astley Clarke’s breakthrough is credited with saving hundreds of thousands of lives since it was first used around 1975 – and it all began with his interest in lepidoptery. The Leicester-born physician and geneticist built on his research into the inheritance of wing patterns in butterflies to eventually develop a method of preventing Rh Haemolytic disease of the newborn.
The life-saving method – which involves administering antibody injections during pregnancy – was developed by Sir Cyril and his team with a little help from his wife Frieda (known as Féo to her family). It was said to have been Féo’s suggestion to inject Rh antibodies – the very things which cause Rh – that proved the key to successfully preventing the disease.
This snippet of info is crucial. It was Clarke’s wife Feo who was actually behind the success that led to the world’s adulation of this polymath. Although Clarke has been hailed as a hero of many scientific domains, the advance with which he was credited which undoubtedly did save lives although no-one can be sure how many was the work which was actually that of his wife. She is barely mentioned in the accounts of Sir Cyril’s ground-breaking genius in this field. We know that she was made of uncomplaining stern stuff however, because of her role as Cyril’s handmaiden in all that Olympic-level sailing…
Numerous accolades followed this landmark achievement including a CBE in 1969, a knighthood in 1974 and the Albert Lasker Award for Clinical Medical Research in 1980. Latterly, he was awarded the Linnean Medal in 1981 by the Linnean Society of London and the Buchanan Medal in 1990 from the Royal Society “for his innovative studies on haemolytic disease of the newborn which culminated in new therapies leading to the elimination of this major foetal disease”.
Although it was his wife who did it.
He was also president of the Royal College of Physicians while in retirement from 1972 to 1977.
Yet another cheating, lying Top Doc who played a major role in concealing organised abuse and the associated criminality to hold the position of President…
Sir Cyril was born in 1907 and educated at Oundle, Cambridge and Guy’s Hospital where he qualified in 1932. After a number of staff appointments at Guy’s he worked in medical insurance and sailed at the weekends at Itchenor, West Sussex where he first met Féo. They married in 1934 and had three sons. In a touching tribute at her funeral in 1998, he wrote a note on her coffin which read: “The prettiest girl in Sussex.”
And a better scientist than Cyril, even though he bagged all the credit and all the awards and gongs for her suggestion and discovery. She probably actually did all the work as well…
…After the war, he became a medical registrar in Birmingham and later a consultant at the David Lewis Northern Hospital in Liverpool. His life appeared set for NHS practice in Liverpool with private rooms in Rodney Street. But in the 1950s, his interests turned to genetics and he developed his lifelong passion for lepidoptera. In 1958 he became reader in medicine at the University of Liverpool and in 1963 he established and directed the university’s Nuffield Unit of Medical Genetics and two years later he was made professor of medicine. He held the latter two posts until his retirement in 1972.
Sir Cyril’s research contributions were broad and he perfected a technique of hand mating butterflies which enabled him to produce rare hybrids. This remarkable feat attracted the attention of Philip Sheppard, a brilliant young lecturer in Oxford who moved to Liverpool as professor of genetics.
Another genius! A genius who of course when first presented with those rare hybrids which Cyril had produced by hand mating butterflies ‘could not believe’ what he was seeing…
The two men worked together in the early 1950s on the evolution mimicry in swallowtail butterflies and also extended the work of HBD Kettlewell by studying the black and peppered moths on the Wirral peninsula.
Bernard Kettlewell was later famously accused of a huge research fraud re those peppered moths…
Their genetic research naturally progressed into medicine
Read up on the subject. There was no natural progression from moth genetics into the work on medical genetics conducted by Clarke’s wife for which Clarke became famous.
and the first studies were on the influence of the ABO blood groups on the risk of developing peptic ulcers. They had noted the inheritance of butterfly coat colour and pattern was controlled by a group of linked genes called polygenes. This led to Clarke’s interest in Rhesus blood groups in man, which have a similar method of inheritance.
It is ridiculous to maintain that studying the effect of polygenes in butterflies would spark off an interest in specific medical conditions in humans that just happened to be caused by polygenes. We are dealing with an unscrupulous Top Doctor here who ‘hated losing’, who fancied himself as a polymath yet was told by other people that his ideas were way off the mark, who claimed to have achieved things which other people could not believe and who was the right hand man of the cheating, lying Lord Doctor Henry Cohen and who worked in a constellation of Top Docs involved in criminality who would do and say anything to achieve Greatness. Re an interest in ‘polygenes’: I am in possession of a leg in which I could be interested and thousands of other creatures are in possession of a leg. The commonality is indeed ‘leg’ but that could be the only commonality…
The culmination of the work of Clarke and his team was the eventual discovery of the pioneering Rh disease prevention method
Except that it was Clarke’s wife who made the discovery
which involved giving Rh-negative women inter-muscular injections of anti-RhD antibodies during pregnancy to prevent Rh disease in their newborn babies. The achievement was of great importance and typified Sir Cyril’s flair and willingness to tackle problems that were sometimes outside his field of expertise.
Cyril’s expertise was in an area of moth genetics which later became famous for fraudulent work; the Rh work was indeed outside of his field of expertise but his wife knew what she was doing. So she did it and Clarke reaped the rewards and offered it as an example of his endless expertise. Cyril Clarke performed Magic, just like his mentor, Lord Henry. People did know that it was Feo who was behind the impressive advance which was the Rh work but they just didn’t flag it up in the face of Cyril and his mates waxing lyrical about their own brilliance.
Everyone in science is familiar with the Cyril Clarkes of the world and it is incredible to witness how they pull off the deceptions. They can be bagging all the goodies in public yet behind the scenes everyone is saying ‘well we know who really did that work don’t we’. The usual explanation for the success of the Cyrils is that they are prepared to trample anyone to death in their stampede to the top of the dung heap; that is a key skill required, but two other factors are usually also present ie. the knowledge of great wrongdoing on the part of Someone Big and an influential family. Sir Cyril just couldn’t fail could he. Particularly as he had a wife who could Do Stuff.
Brown always quips that Wordsworth’s poetry took a bit of a plunge after Dorothy died. Brown is often too busy to keep up with this blog, so I’ll drop him an e mail to let him know that I have stumbled across Sir Cyril, who makes Wordsworth look like an amateur in terms of I’ll Take The Credit For That Then.
In a tribute to Sir Cyril in the BMJ following his death, one of his sons described some of his many accolades: “He succeeded Lord Cohen of Birkenhead to the Liverpool medicine chair in 1965, transforming the department into one of the finest.
This Top Doc’s reputation was assured and upheld by the staff of that Finest Dept:
Cyril became the first non-London Royal College president. He initiated its research unit and fundamental changes in the MRCP.”
He told how his father had “boundless energy, charm, unusual intelligence,
Or rather was married to someone with unusual intelligence
great impatience, and wit”,
And a complete lack of integrity
adding: “He once told me he had failed to reach the House of Lords because he had infuriated a GP peer by indicating an association between deaths from meningococcal meningitis and Thursday afternoons, the GPs’ traditional half day.
Clarke probably missed out on a seat in the Lords because an even bigger lying cheat from an even more influential family was prioritised for one. He might well have been correct that GPs were killing people on Thursday afternoons but Clarke won’t have worked that out on the basis of any sophisticated analysis. They were all killing people and not just on Thursday afternoons.
He added with a grin: ‘Sic transit gloria mundi.’ [So passes the glory of the world]”.
The poor old bugger missed out on his seat in the Lords. He had to make do with a whole career, an array of academic honours and a K that he didn’t deserve instead. No wonder Cyril’s wife pre-deceased him, she probably worked herself to death winning all those prizes for him.
Bernard Kettlewell was a Top Doctor who studied medicine and zoology at Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge in the 1920s. Kettlewell began clinical training at Bart’s and then joined a general medical practice in Cranleigh, Surrey. Kettlewell also worked as an anesthetist at St. Luke’s Hospital, Guildford. During WW II, he worked for the Emergency Medical Service at Woking War Hospital.
Patient F was born and grew up in Woking, where his parents owned and ran a few shops.
Kettlewell emigrated to South Africa during 1949 and from then until 1954 was a researcher at the International Locust Control Centre at Cape Town University. Patient F’s mum was South African and only arrived in Woking as a young woman after she married F’s dad from a Woking small business family. F was an end of WW II baby and he had a slightly older brother. F’s family will have been oblivious to Kettlewell and co but the reverse will not have been true by the time that F encountered Dafydd and the gang. We are dealing with
During 1952 Kettlewell was appointed to the Department of Genetics of the Department of Zoology at Oxford University. Until 1954 he divided his time between South Africa and Oxford, then Kettlewell gained the position of Senior Research Officer of the Department of Genetics and spent the rest of his career in Oxford as a genetics researcher. Kettlewell was assigned to investigate peppered moth evolution under the supervision of E.B. Ford, an Oxford ecological geneticist who had been taught by Julian Huxley. See previous posts for Julian Huxley’s links to the Welsh Bloomsbury Set and their network.
Kettlewell became famous for conducting experiments on peppered moths that provided a perfect example of evolution by natural selection, as theorised by Darwin. Kettlewell’s work was manna from heaven to Darwinists and was used as the final nail in the coffin for Religious People Who Questioned Evolution. Kettlewell had Proved It and for many years every biology textbook, including the ones used to teach me, provided details of Bernard Kettlewell and his peppered moths, to enable us to laugh at creationists.
A Giant Of Science:
Henry Bernard Davis Kettlewell: His boss was taught by Julian Huxley!!
Kettlewell supplied teachers with ammo as well. I mentioned in a previous post that when I was an A level student, we had a monstrous idiot of a biology teacher at Bridgwater College, Pam Sellers, who conducted vindictive personal attacks on certain students. A student of Sellers’ had grown up in a creationist family and Sellers openly mocked her and would boast of having confronted this Stupid Brainwashed Girl with evidence of evolution, including dear old Kettlewell’s work, but the girl was so Deluded that she Wouldn’t Believe The Evidence. As someone who was under attack from Sellers myself, I took my hat off to that girl when Sellers had snapped at her to Explain Away Fossil Evidence and the girl had told Sellers that God had put the fossils there to confuse humans. Brilliant, beat that Sellers.
Sellers really went for my jugular after she misrepresented the research fraud carried out by psychologist Cyril Burt – she’d read a bit in ‘The Guardian’ but not enough to know what she was talking about – and I corrected her on one aspect of it. She imitated my then Somerset accent and snapped at me to ‘do some reading’. Brown was at Aston by then doing er psychology and he knew a great deal about Cyril Burt and the fraud, so I wrote to Brown, he replied with a reading list and I and my friends placed the reading list on Sellers’ desk. I never had any peace again in that class, the public attacks to which I was subjected became nastier and nastier, Sellers tried to prevent me sitting the A level on the grounds that someone as thick as me would never pass, then she made public her predicted grades for us all, mine of course being a fail. I got an A a few months later, people did snigger because she was a deeply unpopular teacher and a number of parents made formal complaints about her, but Sellers remained in her job in the face of so much complaint nonetheless.
Imagine my surprise when after I began this blog, all the info re the sex abuse ring operating in Bridgwater back then with links to Dafydd’s gang began coming in, including info that my disputes with Sellers all those years ago had been collected by Dafydd and the gang as evidence of my insanity and dangerousness.
Dafydd, Mrs Sellers was nuts and a very big problem and the whole of Bridgwater College knew it. I won’t even begin to detail the many Sellers-related scandals on this blog, but as with the schools in Bridgwater, something was very wrong, there were many complaints over years but Somerset Education Authority failed to act. Sellers was always causing raised eyebrows, but she hit a zenith when, after attempting to encourage all the girls in our class to talk about Vaginas, us being unliberated oppressed Tory Somerset women, she effectively crudely physically sexually harassed one of the boys in the class a few days later. We were appalled but that was taken as evidence of what a load of frigid old bumpkins we were. The boy didn’t make a complaint, I’m not sure that he even told his mum what had happened. There had been other allegations re Mrs Sellers’ rather odd behaviour toward certain boys…
As any fule kno, it was the kids who were always the real problem in Bridgwater, not the local petite bourgeois mediocrities who were colluding with the neglect and abuse of certain kids.
Eventually it was just war between us and Mrs Sellers, but being cheeky teenagers rather than dangerous nutters, our side of the war was predicated on taking the piss. I can remember much of what we took the piss about, including Sellers’ aspirations to being a middle class liberal intellectual but not having the intellectual machinery to be one. She was also racist – ‘I love Wales but I hate the Welsh’ – while quoting anti-racist bits of ‘The Guardian’ to us and very obviously didn’t like whom she thought were the less privileged kids.
Sellers cancelled our classes to enable her to spend her Wednesday afternoons at the Brewhouse Theatre in Taunton and she lived at Mill Cottage, Ilminster, which was so twee and posh compared to Bridgwater that it was yet another source of mirth. Sellers drove a car far more expensive than that driven by the parents of the kids of whom she was so contemptuous and the car was emblazoned with stickers saying things like ‘I’ve been to Dartington Hall’ and of course that she’d seen the Loins of Longleat. Sellers went on a bee keeping course at Buckfastleigh as well. It was a real laugh, this bigoted old cow who was so awful to the plebs of Bridgy having past-times straight out of the small ads of ‘New Society’ and ”The Guardian’.
I can’t remember what Sellers’ husband did for a living, but he was called John and she had two kids, Emma and Micky, whom she stressed were worth rather more than we were.
Sellers was of course not a vacuous privileged woman abusing her well-paid secure job, she was Oppressed, particularly by the Men in her life.
After the sexual harassment of the boy in our class, it was fairly obvious in what direction the jokes at Sellers’ expense would be taking. We did of course end up sending a vibrator over to Mill Cottage. Not that we purchased it, there wasn’t anywhere in Bridgwater where one could buy a vibrator, Brown bought it from a sex shop in Birmingham, sent it to me, I showed the others and we packaged it up and sent it from Bridgwater P.O. It was a de luxe model, called of all things a ‘Non Doctor’ and it had four attachments: the round attachment, the large attachment, the brush no less and best of all, the anal finger tickler. It was our gift to Sellers, everyone had admired the vibrator and decided that it might result in her leaving the boys alone for a while.
No doubt Dafydd and other Experts heard all about that vibrator, so now that they’ve all agreed on how mad and dangerous I was at 17, perhaps they can explain that abuse ring in Bridgwater and why people like Pam Sellers were allowed to behave towards their teenaged pupils as they did. Those poor teachers, having to deal with the cheeky rude low achieving kids of Bridgwater, which were only surpassed by the cheeky rude high achieving kids of Bridgwater who refused to shut up when they bumped into the Westminster Paedophile Ring a few years later. There were the corrupt professional classes, minding their own business, assisting a trafficking ring…
Brown’s best friend at Bridgwater College was a Conservative who became a Top Doctor no less. He was taken by Mrs Sellers’ sporting one of those Breton Fisherman’s Smocks that Sellers ordered after seeing those adverts for them that were in ‘The Guardian’ for years and he used to say to Brown ‘Oh there’s Mrs Ethnic Smock again’. Brown only received the lowdown on Mrs Ethnic Smock when he got together with me…
That friend of Brown’s will have found out about that ring because after Westminster Medical School he worked as a Top Doc in Somerset. Brown hasn’t heard from him for years, but he did receive a letter from his former friend at the height of our difficulties with the gang in the 1980s and Brown’s friend had experienced some dreadful things, including family problems and an unfair dismissal from a job as a Top Doc. We were gobsmacked, it was the last thing that anyone would have predicted happening to him. I cannot help wondering now if he was targeted because of who his friend at school and then Bridgwater College had been.
The boy in our class who was sexually harassed by Sellers wanted to do medicine but had academic problems and couldn’t get in. As a mature student, he went to Cardiff to do physiology and he bumped into Brown on a train one day and told Brown that he was trying to get into medicine via the graduate entry route instead. He was working for a drug company at the time. I received info the other day telling me that he is yet another person who was approached and offered goodies in return for forgetting what was happening to us in Bridgwater. I have no idea if that is true, but Stephen (he might have spelt it Steven) Hart will remember Mrs Sellers as well as I do, she insulted him in public, abused him and called him a ‘cretin’ because he accidentally let slip that she was cancelling our classes to go to the Brewhouse. Then she er well, I’m sure that Stephen remembers it…
Stephen, Mr Colin Street was friends with a man who molested at least one girl, a girl who I was friends with as well, that is what all the fuss is about. Whether Colin Street – Sellers’ boss, the Head of Science at Bridgwater College – was a paedophile or molester himself I have no idea, I would never have thought it, but then I didn’t realise that Geoffrey Chamberlain was one of the key Top Docs in the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Sellers, Street and the rest at Bridgwater College were all knifing each other in the back and blackmailing each other and we were the last of their priorities… That is why Street was having blazing rows with Sellers about me, you and other students but no-on took any action against her… It culminated a few years later in repeated perjury in the High Court in an attempt to have me imprisoned, it really is a very serious matter.
I have noticed that Stephen shares a surname with a corrupt former Welsh Gov’t Health Minister who failed to act years later in the face of serious crime directed at me. I have no idea if there is a connection. I did meet Stephen’s mum once but I can’t remember much about his family. I think that his dad might have been dead; they lived in Cannington and Stephen was close to his mum and did a lot for her.
The shenanigans all took place in the constituency of dear old Lord Tom King, who was married to Lady Jane of the One Sausage Roll To Last All Evening. See previous posts.
Ilminster is probably mind-blowingly posh now, it was always twee with stone cottages and chocolate box gardens. The dear departed Paddy Pantsdown was their constituency MP for from 1983, the SAS and MI6 Paddy who left Geneva and arrived in the West Country Cunningly Disguised as an out of work youth worker who supported the Liberal Party, just after all that business with Mr Thrope. See previous posts.
Sellers was riding high just before Paddy, when Lord John Peyton was her constituency Tory MP. I have covered John Peyton in detail previously on the blog, so I’ll just remind readers of his highlights. Peyton served as the constituency MP for Yeovil, 1951-83. He was a right winger an early and leading member of the Monday Club. Peyton served as Minister of Transport in Ted Heath’s Gov’t, 1970-74 and was a candidate for Leader of the Conservative Party in 1975, losing to Thatch.
Peyton was educated at Eton, read law at Trinity College, Oxford and served as an officer with the 15/19 Hussars during WW II and spent five years in German PoW camps. Peyton subsequently became a barrister, accompanied Sir Walter Monckton, adviser to the Nizam of Hyderabad, to India in 1946 and 1947, in the run up to Indian independence, which places Peyton in the vicinity of Lord Mountbatten (see previous posts).
John Peyton became a broker at Lloyd’s of London and then pursued a political career.
Peyton was PPS to Nigel Birch, 1952-58, when Birch held junior Ministerial posts in Anthony Eden’s and MacMillan’s Gov’ts. Nigel Birch – from 1970 he was Lord Rhyl – was the Tory MP for Flintshire and then West Flintshire, 1945-70. Birch is credited as being the man who inflicted the wound which brought down MacMillan after the Profumo Affair. One wonders why he bothered, because Birch was down the road from Denbigh, Gwynne, Dafydd and Bryn Estyn, so he knew all about the dung heap concealed by Lord Henry Cohen and Cyril Clarke, as well as the entertainment on offer at Cliveden before everyone did their Shocked and Disgusted bit re Profumo.
Thus John Peyton of Mrs Sellers, Mill Cottage and Ilminster also had a ringside seat.
Previous posts supplied info about Nigel Birch and his successor as the constituency MP, Sir Anthony Meyer, the posh man who for reasons best known to himself wanted to become the MP for that not at all posh bit of north Wales on the location of the Swingers. Sir Anthony had great trouble finding a Tory seat at the time because he wasn’t much of a Tory in terms of his philosophy and no-one would give him the time of day, but Nigel Birch helped him out on the grounds that he was a fellow Old Etonian, rather than a fellow Westminster Swinger.
Sir Anthony Meyer of course became famous as the hopeless stalking horse challenger to Thatch some years before she was deposed. Meyer expected his mate Heseltine to join the challenge as the Real Candidate but Heseltine didn’t, although I don’t know why. Meyer decided that Thatch had to go in 1987,after Ollie Brooke had been jailed and when the gang were getting really desperate about the refusal of Brown and me to shut up… See previous posts for details, as well as for details of WW III that erupted in the Clwyd Tory Party when Dafydd’s mate Beata Brookes and Dafydd’s other mate Sir Anthony tried to rip each other’s throats out.
These little things just never ever stopped hitting each other, while witnesses to the trafficking ring with which they were all involved were murdered.
My post ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’ discussed yet more dealing done over the nearly dead bodies of Brown and I by politicians and people who knew us in Somerset, including that which involved the Westland Affair that nearly brought Thatcher’s Gov’t down. A girl whom I knew from childhood, Janet Sims (now Mitchell) worked for Westland – Janet’s dad was a lecturer at Bridgwater College – and did very nicely for herself after so many Tories and a few other politicians used Westland to further their own ambitions. One was Sir Anthony Meyer who saw an opportunity as well, the Anthony Meyer who’s grandmother was a close friend of Bertrand Russell’s first wife, Alys, when Bertrand was molesting like there was no tomorrow (see post ‘International Women’s Day! Let Us Celebrate With Jane…’)
An Everyday Story Of Ilminster Folk:
John Peyton was Chairman of the British subsidiary of the Texas Instruments, 1974-90. He also held positions with the London and Manchester Assurance Company, Trusthouse Forte and British Aluminium, of which he was Chairman, 1987 -91.
Anglesey Aluminium was a major employer on Ynys Mon and Liz Stables, the Angel who was part of the trafficking gang at UCNW – and a friend of Dafydd’s – worked as the Industrial Nurse at Anglesey Aluminium until she began her job at UCNW in 1983. Liz was still very good mates with her previous colleagues, they would even drop into UCNW to visit her.
Peyton was Treasurer of the Zoological Society of London, 1984-91. My previous post concerning John Peyton discussed Peyton’s sudden interest in zoology in 1984 which came as quite a surprise to his friends. In 1984, my close friend and house mate Anne began a PhD in the genetics of noctuid moths in the Zoology Dept at UCNW, among people known to those in the dung heap and the RAC.
Ronnie Waterhouse was also a Board member of the London Zoological Society, like Peyton having no knowledge or interest in zoology at all, but a major commitment to preserving the dung heap.
Peyton published an autobiography, Without Benefit of Laundry in 1997, and a biography of Solly Zuckerman in 2001. Zuckerman was another self-styled genius who was mates with those we know and love, including Ronnie Waterhouse. Solly was a leading light in the London Zoological Society. See previous posts.
Bernard Kettlewell ‘was the first to investigate the evolutionary mechanism behind peppered moth adaptation, between 1953 and 1956. He found that a light-coloured body was an effective camouflage in a clean environment, such as in Dorset, while the dark colour was beneficial in a polluted environment like in Birmingham. This selective survival was due to birds which easily caught dark moths on clean trees, and white moths on trees darkened with soot.’
The story, supported by Kettlewell’s experiment, became the canonical example of Darwinian evolution and evidence for natural selection used in standard textbooks. Generations of biology students ‘did’ Kettlewell and the peppered moths and used the peppered moths as reason to laugh at the Old Testament.
However, failure to replicate the experiment and criticism of Kettlewell’s methods by Theodore David Sargent in the late 1960s led to general scepticism, although we were still being taught about the peppered moths in the 1980s. Pam Sellers was of course completely unaware of the controversy, but I do remember finding out about it as a student at UCNW.
Theodore Sargent performed experiments between 1965 and 1969, from which he concluded that it was not possible to reproduce Kettlewell’s results and Sargant maintained that birds showed no preference for moths on either black or white tree trunks. He suggested that Kettlewell had trained the birds to pick moths on tree trunks to obtain desired results.
Judith Hooper’s book ‘Of Moths and Men’ (2002) is one of the most severe criticisms of Kettlewell’s experiment. Hooper argued that Kettlewell’s field notes could not be found and suggested that his experiment was fraudulent, on the basis of Sargent’s criticisms alleging that the photographs of the moths were photos of dead moths placed on a log. Hooper denounced Kettlewell’s supervisor E. B. Ford as a “Darwinian zealot” and claimed that he exploited the ‘scientifically naive’ Kettlewell to obtain the desired experimental results. Hooper then alleged that scientists in general showed “credulous and biased” acceptance of evolution. The book’s reception led to claims that the peppered moth evolution story ought to be deleted from textbooks.
Hooper’s view was of course opposed by other researchers who met her claims with a How Very Dare You, although I have witnessed the sort of deception in research of which Hooper accused Kettlewell. The scrap over Kettlewell and his peppered moths was so sensitive because suggestions that Kettlewell had perpetrated a big research fraud was used by creationists to suggest that Darwin’s theory of evolution or indeed all theories of evolution are wrong. People therefore seem to have ending up defending Kettlewell in the face of substantial evidence that his peppered moths work was indeed fraudulent, rather than simply maintaining that Darwin’s theory may still be sound but Kettlewell’s work should not be used as a ‘perfect example’ of natural selection. E.B. Ford having learnt at the knee of Julian Huxley will have further attracted the How Very Dare Yous. There was just so much at stake re Kettlewell and the peppered moths.
When Hooper’s ‘Of Moths and Men’ was published in 2002, Kettlewell’s story became widely disregarded. However, Kettlewell had a few loyal defenders, the principal of whom was Michael Eugene Nicolas Majerus (13 February 1954-27 January 2009), the Professor of Evolution at Cambridge University and a Teaching Fellow at Clare College, Cambridge. Majerus was a robust supporter of Darwin’s theory of evolution by natural selection and a ‘world authority’ in his field of insect evolutionary biology. Dafydd’s mate dear old Sir Cyril Clarke was of course a leading light in the entomology establishment as well; Cyril, Friend Of Philip Sheppard who together extended Kettlewell’s peppered moths work, which of course led to Cyril’s (wife’s) work with the Rh babies and all those hundreds of thousands of lives saved…
and resulted in all the Brilliant Doctors who learnt their stuff while they worked for Cyril as juniors, such as Professor Sir David Weatherall, who became yet another Professor of Cunning at Oxford University, after his early career as a medical student at Liverpool University alongside Dafydd and his first Chair in Haematology at Liverpool University
Sir David subsequently became Chancellor of Keele University
Sir David was a member of the National Committee of Inquiry into Higher Education that resulted in the 1997 Dearing Report, ‘The Learning Society’.
Education, Education, Education, Miranda! Let’s lie, cheat and swindle a la the dung heap in Liverpool during the 1950s and 60s…
In 2002, David Weatherall wrote a major report on the application of genomics for global health for the World Health Organisation.
Weatherall was a Distinguished Supporter of Humanists UK, many of whom have starred in previous posts. In 2009, a working group report under Weatherall’s Chairmanship concluded that there was a strong scientific case to maintain biomedical research activities using non-human primates in carefully selected areas. From 1991–1996 Weatherall was a member of the Nuffield Council on Bioethics, a body that has hosted so many of Dafydd’s network.
In 2012, Keele University named the Medical School building on the Keele Campus the David Weatherall Building in honour of Sir David. Previous posts have named many of those associated with Keele University who were facilitating organised abuse. Keele still didn’t learn even after all the exposes. Some 10 years ago, Keele gave Charlotte Williams a Chair. Charlotte grew up in Bethesda and spent most of her career as a social worker in north Wales.
The MRC Weatherall Institute of Molecular Medicine (WIMM) is named in David Weatherall’s honour.
Weatherall was knighted in 1987 – the year in which Ollie was rescued from prison by the Top Docs and the year in which the war on the part of Dafydd and the gang against my friends and I went nuclear – and appointed GBE in Lilibet’s 2017 Birthday Honours for services to medicine.
Lilibet gave this man an Honorary K:
Michael Majerus revisited Kettlewell’s peppered moths work and conducted a seven year experiment beginning in 2001, ‘the most elaborate of its kind in population biology’. Majerus died before he could complete the writing up of his experiments, so the work was carried on by Cook, Grant, Saccheri and Mallet and published in February 2012. Cook et al vindicated Kettlewell’s work and concluded that “These new data answer criticisms of earlier work and validate the methodology employed in many previous predation experiments that used tree trunks as resting sites. The new data, coupled with the weight of previously existing data convincingly show that ‘industrial melanism in the peppered moth is still one of the clearest and most easily understood examples of Darwinian evolution in action’.
Well it is certainly a good story which explains what a number of very influential people want it to explain…
The saga over Kettlewell and the peppered moths is an excellent example of science disappearing in the face of huge vested interests. One does not have to be a creationist to admit that there is much evidence to suggest that Kettlewell perpetrated a major research fraud and fabricated his results and that some other very Big Names such as Nico Tinbergen colluded with this. See previous posts for info on Tinbergen and the rather worrying use to which his work on ethology was put to use by some of those in Dafydd’s circle. So much was at stake in terms of the careers and reputations of so many people
that it was very difficult for academia to admit that Kettlewell had conducted a scam.
We should not forget that Lord John Krebs was simply the whippersnapper son of THE Hans Krebs until John went to work at the Dept of Zoology at UCNW and discovered a paedophile ring. It got John further than discovering the Krebs cycle ever got his dad. John was an ornithologist who worked with the zoologists at UCNW who were mates with the geniuses in the dung heap at Liverpool. See post ‘The Science Of Animal Behaviour’.
It is accepted that Gregor Mendel fiddled his results – Mendel’s results were too statistically perfect to have resulted from his small scale experiments with those peas – but people indulgently take the view that yes Mendel fiddled the data but the theory was nonetheless correct. Mendel was an Austrian monk who lived in the 19th century, the reputations of elite universities and generations of the biggest names in science are not dependent upon Gregor Mendel having been scrupulously honest about his results, so nobody has gone into battle over it.
Furthermore, Gregor Mendel had no personal links with Top Docs and academics who were facilitating serious crime. Unfortunately a number of those involved with the bunfight over the peppered moths did. Dafydd’s senior Cyril Clarke was on the bandwagon and there are plenty of clues that Clarke faked his research. Philip Sheppard – who at first ‘couldn’t believe’ Clarke’s production line of hybrid moths from those hand mated butterflies – knew a good thing when he saw it, so he climbed on board as well. Clarke was at the centre of some serious crime on the part of Top Doctors and the desperation to conceal this ensured that everyone joining the party would receive a goodie bag of a senior academic position, a nice big stream of research funding or if they were really lucky a K or a peerage.
Other people involved with the peppered moths controversy include some of the biologists at UCNW, who taught my friends and I when I complained about Gwynne the lobotomist. In particular the PhD supervisor of my friend Anne Vernon; Anne was doing her PhD on the genetics of noctuid moths when she was killed by the gang. So perhaps Anne’s supervisor, Dr Gavin Gatehouse – he is still alive – would like to make a trip to the nearest police station and tell them what he knows about the circumstances of Anne’s death and the preceding months.
Gavin Gatehouse and co knew the Liverpool University contingent, there was an exchange of postgrads and staff between UCNW and Liverpool and Prof Geoff Sagar, the Head of the Dept of Plant Biology and a PVC at UCNW throughout the years when the gang ran the institution, was an external examiner for the biology degrees at Liverpool. Prof Peter Greig-Smith, the quantitative ecologist in the Dept of Plant Biology at UCNW had a son, also Peter Greig-Smith, who was a Top Doctor in Liverpool and an enthusiastic birder who published on ornithology in his spare time.
Although Kettlewell’s work was debunked as a long ago as the 1960s, I note that the civil war between those associated with Dafydd’s gang and the Gwerin/Paedophiles’ Friends began in earnest years after Anne was killed and when I was up and running again and making plans to publish re Dafydd.
Gavin Gatehouse and the UCNW ecologists weren’t part of the network of Top Docs surrounding Ollie Brooke who were facilitating a trafficking ring for the convenience of Westminster Swingers, but they had families, friends and associates who were. These people are not very scrupulous and a lot of them were/are not even very bright, they could be bought off quite easily.
We need to bear in mind that Sir Cyril Clarke of the Faked Peppered Moths Data and My Wife Is The One Who Did The Work was, among so many other things, a neurologist. A neurologist in Liverpool. Dafydd’s mates included neurologists in Liverpool.
In 2008, Merfyn’s wife Nerys, who had challenged the paedophiles’ friends herself during the Great War of the 1990s (see previous posts), died ‘in the care’ of neurologists at the Walton Centre in Liverpool. Dafydd’s associates.
Bernard Kettlewell died in 1979, the year of Mary Wynch’s illegal imprisonment and Mr Thrope’s acquittal. Kettlewell suffered from bronchitis, pneumonia, pleurisy and flu, along with heart problems. He fell off a birch tree in 1978 while conducting field collection and fractured two vertebrae in his back. Kettlewell never recovered from the injury. On 11 May 1979, he died, allegedly of an accidental overdose of a painkiller.
Michael Marjerus died on 27 January 2009 after an unexpected and brief struggle with aggressive mesothelioma. Which is even more surprising than Cilla ending her days in the condition that could be expected of a low income person 40 years ago.
Cyril’s partner in research fraud Professor Philip MacDonald Sheppard (27 July 1921-17 October 1976) was born on 27 July 1921 in Marlborough, Wiltshire and attended Marlborough College, 1935-39. Wiltshire was pretty much run by the family of Sir Peter Morrison. In Philip’s day, it will have been Sir Peter’s dad John Morrison, Lord Margadale, who called the shots, but Sir Peter was molesting kiddies and he was a member of Thatch’s Gov’t with close Royal connections…
- Sheppard’s high points:
- 1940 to 1945 – RAF Volunteer Reserve (prisoner-of-war, 1942-45).
- 1946 to 1948 – Studied Zoology at Worcester College, Oxford University. Asa Briggs was elected a Fellow of Worcester College, 1945–55, after WW II, during which he had worked for the Intelligence Services.
- 1956 to 1959 – Lecturer at Liverpool University
- 1959 to 1962 – Reader at Liverpool University
- 1963 to 1976 – Professor of Genetics at Liverpool University
- 18 March 1965 -FRS
- 1974 – Darwin Medal of the Royal Society
- 1975 – Linnean Medal (Gold Medal) for Zoology from the Linnean Society of London.
In 1961 Sheppard started a colony of scarlet tiger moths at West Kirby, which were rediscovered in 1988 by Cyril Clarke – two years after Anne was killed – who continued to observe them in his retirement to study changes in the moth population. In 1988, Tony Francis’s pal Dr Peter MacGuire took part in a big cancer research fraud with people linked to the cancer research team with which I was working at the time, who plagiarised my work, gave it to Prof Nicola Curtin in Newcastle-upon-Tyne, who published it under her name and used it to raise further funding for herself. I was made redundant on the grounds that my funding had run out. See post ‘Apocalypse Now’. It was all co-ordinated by Prof Vincent Marks, the leader of the team in which I was working and his brother, Dr John Marks, the then President of the BMA… See previous posts.
Philip Sheppard married Patricia Beatrice Lee in 1948. They had three sons. Sheppard died of acute leukemia on 17 October 1976.
As Esther used to say: Cyril…
Cyril’s papers are held in the Repository: Department of Special Collections and Archives, Sydney Jones Library, University of Liverpool
Papers and correspondence of Sir Cyril Astley Clarke, 1907-2000
Dates of creation of material: 1926-1999
…Following retirement Clarke served as President of the Royal College of Physicians 1972-1977, Director of the College’s Medical Services Study Group 1977-1983 and Director of its Research Unit 1983-1988. In addition to the Royal College of Physicians, Clarke served many medical organisations in various capacities. He was President of the Liverpool Medical Institution 1970-1971, Chairman of the British Heart Foundation Council 1982-1987 and Chairman of the British Society for Research on Ageing from 1987. In 1991 he was elected President of the Royal Entomological Society of London for two years.
During the North Wales Police investigation into the possibility of a VIP paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire…
…However, his most important research achievement was his discovery of a method of preventing ‘rhesus babies’. Rhesus haemolytic disease in new-born children resulted from incompatibilities between maternal and foetal blood. Giving rhesus-negative mothers an injection of antiserum following the birth of a rhesus-positive baby prevented the mother’s immune system from producing antibodies against subsequent rhesus-positive babies. This development, which had a dramatic effect in reducing infant mortality from rhesus disease, had been facilitated by the knowledge of genetics Clarke had gained through his work with butterflies. Originally a childhood hobby, his interest in butterflies was reawakened during military service in Australia. On his return to the UK he devised a method of ‘hand-mating’ Papilio machaon with certain other species which enabled systematic genetic studies to be undertaken. Philip Sheppard, who came to Liverpool as lecturer in genetics in 1956, encouraged Clarke to use this knowledge of genetics in the medical field of blood groups. Clarke noted the similarity between inheritance of rhesus blood groups and butterfly mimetic patterns and this led to the breakthrough in treatment of rhesus babies. Clarke continued active research at Liverpool into haemolytic disease in infants and developed an interest in other genetically related medical issues including longevity, asthma and cancer of the oesophagus. Clarke’s research into lepidoptera included not only studies of Papilio machaon and mimicry but also the peppered moth Bison betularia and the relation between the prevalence of its carbonaria form and industrial pollution. In 1988 Clarke rediscovered a colony of Scarlet Tiger Moths (Panaxia dominula), originally established at the Wirral Way, West Kirby, Merseyside by Sheppard in 1961, and this enabled him to investigate population changes…
The papers were received from Sir Cyril Clarke via Liverpool University Department of Special Collections and Archives in May 1999. Just in time for the publication of the Waterhouse Report in Feb 2000.
Biographical material includes a number of autobiographical and biographical accounts, and significant material relating to the honours and awards Clarke received. There are diaries including one from student days in 1926, but mostly dating from the late 1940s to the mid 1950s and from 1983 to 1996. Documentation of Clarke’s career at Liverpool is very slight
A fairly odd omission in the light of Cyril’s many responsibilities, senior positions and the life-saving miracles which he performed during his career at Liverpool.
but includes his account of the Department of Medicine 1958-1972 and his annual research reports to the University 1991-1998. Medical research records are not extensive.
That says everything we need to know. There is then NO EVIDENCE for the huge claims made…
They include documentation of Clarke’s post-war research on nutritional deficiencies in British Prisoners of War. However, the bulk of the material dates from the 1980s and 1990s and relates to Clarke’s post-retirement studies of longevity and pregnancy in diabetes. There is a fuller record of his Lepidoptera research documenting some of Clarke’s work on butterflies and moths 1950-1998. However, the bulk of the material dates from the 1980s and 1990s. Topics included are work on Papilio dardanus and moth pheromones. There is also material relating to import licenses and permits to bring lepidoptera into the UK, 1952-1991, which provides some indication of Clarke’s research interests over time.
This was a man who led medical research teams, trained famous scientists and Top Docs, founded research units and institutions… Yet his research records consists of his work on moths, carried out in retirement, which built on work largely believed to be fraudulent.
Publications and lectures material covers both medical and lepidoptera work. The bulk of the publications material relates to work done in the 1990s but far from fully documents Clarke’s prolific output even in that decade. The publications include autobiographical reminiscences, a few papers on lepidoptera and medical subjects and obituaries and memoirs of a number of colleagues including I.B. Sneddon, Lord Zuckerman and E.B. Ford.
But not any of the ground-breaking medical genetics for which Cyril became famous. Cyril kept a scrapbook of cuttings about his mates.
There is documentation of a number of public and invitation lectures delivered 1977-1998, some on the occasion of an award. There is also an incomplete set of Clarke’s offprints. There is material for only a few of Clarke’s visits and conferences 1963-1995, the best documented being Clarke’s visit to China as a member of a Royal Society delegation in 1978. There is some record of Clarke’s association with seventeen British national and regional societies, the best documented being the Association of Physicians of Great Britain and Ireland, the Royal College of Physicians (chiefly Clarke’s Directorship of the Medical Services Study Group and then its Research Unit)
But no records of the actual research…
and an informal visiting group known as the Medical Pilgrims. The bulk of the material is from the 1980s and 1990s.
After Cyril had retired.
There is correspondence with named individuals including H.B.D. Kettlewell and U. Mittwoch. Of particular note are the sequences of correspondence with J.B.S. Haldane and J.S. Huxley in which the principal correspondent is not Clarke (although he features in the correspondence with Haldane) but his Liverpool colleague and friend P.M. Sheppard.
Cyril didn’t even write the letters to the Mr Famous Historical Names then.
There is also correspondence on specific subjects, chiefly lepidoptera and including in particular material relating to work on the moth Bison betularia. Non-textual material includes an extensive collection of glass and negative photographic film slides, chiefly of lepidoptera, a small number of photographs and cine and video documentaries on the rhesus work of Clarke and P.M. Sheppard.
The University of Liverpool Special Collections and Archives holds certificates relating to some of Clarke’s honours and awards (Reference: D.36/3/1-31), and photographs of Clarke taken on the opening in 1983 of an exhibition of butterflies etc. relating to his research (Reference: D.301/6-10).
The University of Liverpool Art Collections holds medals, a salver and a trophy deposited by Sir Cyril Clarke.
The Department of Entomology, British Museum (Natural History), London holds the Clarke/Sheppard/Gill Genetic Collection of Butterflies, comprising specimens of butterflies collected, together with brood books, photographs and related offprints.
The Department of Zoology and Entomology, Liverpool Museum, National
Museums and Galleries on Merseyside, holds correspondence and off-prints relating to the Panaxia dominula colony on the Wirral Way, West Kirby.
The Bodleian Library, Oxford holds Clarke’s correspondence with E.B. Ford 1955-1987. Reference: E.B. Ford papers. Finding aid: NCUACS 14/7/89 F.13-F.37.
The Library of the American Philosophical Society, Philadelphia, holds the correspondence and papers of P.M. Sheppard, Clarke’s long-time friend and research colleague.
Clarke’s obituary can be found on Liverpool University’s website, it is the standard account of his polymathic brilliance, although their own archive has nothing to confirm it.
Sir Cyril Clarke’s son is the neurosurgeon Charles Clarke, who has featured in a previous post. Charles has colleagues and friends who have concealed the criminality of Dafydd’s gang. Charles also knows/has worked with a National Treasure who has a close relative who was handed over to the ‘care’ of Dafydd and the gang many years ago and left with them. She was scandalously neglected and abused and the last time that I saw her she was living in a bus shelter. We all knew who her famous relative was as did the staff. She was not treated any better than anybody else was although her relative was constantly on TV, in the broadsheets, giving public lectures and being generally admired. I suspect that her relative’s fame actually made her plight worse and added to the gang’s sense of ‘we can do anything at all to them and no-one will say a word in their defence…’ As the Famous Relative picked up honour after honour and then bagged a K in the year that the Waterhouse Inquiry was announced, the gang must have been cracking open the champagne…
But then the father of Dafydd’s victim was someone else who worked for the security services, so his loyalty was obviously to Dafydd and the Westminster Paedophile Ring…
Where would we be without Great British Heroes such as Sir Charles Evans…
Now for a few more who Fought On Behalf Of The NHS For The Poor. Previous posts have discussed COHSE, the trade union which numbered as members a lot of Angels who neglected and abused patients, including those in north Wales. COHSE was a very militant union as compared with the RCN; I was very aware of this years ago but I didn’t understand that COHSE contained all those thugs belonging to Dafydd’s gang and linked gangs, who knew that their capacity for blackmailing Gov’ts was enormous. COHSE really hated Fatcher and the Tories but as they were all concealing the same serious crime, COHSE never managed to bring Fatcher down, despite all those marches and banners and benefit gigs. People in COHSE knew that Brown, me and our friends could have indeed done that, but no, COHSE were not THAT keen to bring Fatcher down that they would support us in our efforts to expose Dafydd et al…
My post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’ discussed COHSE and their bedfellows, as well as David Williams, a former Denbigh Angel who for decades worked full time as a COHSE rep and ended up as General Secretary of COHSE, just after the Mary Wynch case blew up in Dafydd’s face and when I began having such problems with the gang…
‘International Women’s Day! Let Us Celebrate With Jane…’ discussed Funnywoman Jo Brand, a former psych Angel who was a member of the Maudsley branch of COHSE when the Maudsley was facilitating organised abuse in south London and propping up Dafydd and the gang. Strong Woman Jo performed at benefit gigs for COHSE once she became a celeb.
Readers might have spotted the name George Nazar on one of the images of COHSE posters/PR material that I included in my post ‘A St David’s Day Celebration’ in which I discussed COHSE’s brave battles To Save The NHS, for World Peace etc.
George Nazer was elected to COHSE’s National Executive Committee for Region 6 (North West Thames & Oxford) in 1979, replacing Andy Dempsey (Leavesden). George, a former Durham University geography student, joined the NHS in 1973 becoming the Vice Chairman of Shenley Hospital (Hertfordshire) branch in 1974 , Branch Chairman in 1975 and Branch secretary in 1977, later moving to a mental health unit at St Mary’s and later central Middlesex hospital.
Durham University, the Middlesex Hospital (Gwynne’s alma mater which remained stuffed with Gwynne’s friends who protected him for his entire career), St Mary’s of Posh Royal Docs who facilitated the Westminster Paedophile Ring, George stopped off at all the best places for one who was concealing serious crime…
George Nazer was probably taught by Eric Sunderland when George was at Durham; Durham didn’t have a separate Dept of Social Anthropology until 1987, by which time the former Durham social anthropologist Eric was Principal at UCNW concealing heaps of crap, including the murder of Anne Vernon, so it will have been party time for everyone Who Knew. Just put your orders in everyone, ‘Mine’s A Chair and a big research grant please and my daughter wants a job as a social worker, ta very much’. Eric’s postgrad work involved a lot of geography and social anthropologists are often roped in to teach the geography, so George could well have got to know Eric Sunderland.
George Nazer was undoubtedly one of the most highly effective, progressive and intellectual member’s of COHSE’s NEC, traits only overshadowed by his commitment to ensuring professionalism in mental health nursing.
Translate as ‘George was a hired thug who actually had a degree from an elite university unlike the other hired thugs, so we touted him about like there was no tomorrow to Prove That Psych Nurses Weren’t Thugs…’
Here’s George, looking very Jeremy Corbyn In 1985:
George Nazer is now in the Golden Militant Trade Union in the Sky, but George’s Intellect, Professionalism and Commitment to Mental Health Nursing took George to the dizzying heights of the Care Quality Commission and the Mental Health Act Commission as an Inspector of Services. Why are we not surprised?
George’s name is to be found on Inspection Reports of deeply troubled ‘services’ reassuring us that all is well and the care is Very Good, if not Excellent. One such Inspection carried out by George was of the mental health services in Leicester, which for decades colluded with Frank Beck, Greville Janner et al, concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the gang in 1987/88 and in recent years have shown themselves to be the shite, dangerous ‘services’ that Empowered Service Users know so well. The corrupt Expert Witness Dr Adrianne Reveley who concealed enormous amounts of serious organised crime on the part of the Top Docs and others was married to a psych who worked in Leicester…
I am wondering if George Nazer was an undercover officer who infiltrated COHSE because of the concerns re far left activity and trade union militancy. I can see clues that George may have been working for the police or the security services. Thanks for leaving us with the bastards George, it wasn’t the ‘so-called Che Guevarists’ with whom Richard Crossman and his mate Lord Jack Butterworth, VC of Warwick University, was so concerned that were the problem, it was the so-called Angels and so-called Top Docs running the so-called Westminster Paedophile Ring, with their mates such as the so-called Asa.
Take This Plane To Cuba:
There was a big recruiting campaign for nursing, particularly for mental health nurses, in the late 1970s in a desperate attempt to try to demonstrate that they were not a bunch of meatheaded thugs. A species of alternative young men were attracted by the adverts, I knew one such person from Somerset who entered nursing that way, he became a children’s nurse at one of the London hospitals. He was the subject of a murder attempt a few years later and ended up brain damaged and it is only recently that I am wondering if there was a link between that and what he might have found out about in London. Jeremy Winspear, remember the name…
Jeremy grew up in Cannington and his mum and dad were Liberal Party activists. He was a bit older than me but it was at a party at Jeremy’s house – his mum and dad were away so er an opportunity was seized – that was the source of some florid rumours re my friend and I. The friend who supported me when the gang came after me and who then found herself under fire from Michael Grade of the matching braces and socks.
Jeremy was bludgeoned on the head, locked in a car boot and left to die Lord Grade. It’s not the sort of thing that happens to you is it? But it did happen to people who knew me, even Jeremy, who barely knew me at all and it started happening to them after I left Somerset and went to live in north Wales…
George Nazer et al were working for the security services when Richard Crossman was directing them, so it is not surprising that things went pear shaped and priorities were a little odd.
David Williams’s predecessor as the General Secretary of COHSE was Ernest Albert George Spanswick (2 October 1919-27 April 1983). Born in Parkstone, Spanswick served with the RAMC during WW II. After the war, Spanswick qualified as a State Registered Nurse and a Registered Mental Nurse. He joined COHSE and in 1959 began working full-time for COHSE as its Northern Regional Officer. Spanswick was promoted to become National Officer in 1962, then Assistant General Secretary in 1969. In 1974 Spanswick became General Secretary of COHSE. In 1977, he was elected to the General Council of the TUC and also became Chair of its Health Services Committee.
Associated with the right wing of the union movement, Spanswick was known as a poor public speaker who often made gaffes, but became a prominent public figure during a year-long pay dispute. If Spanswick was the COHSE Northern Region rep, he’ll have covered Jimmy Savile Central; no wonder he played a leading role when the thugs wanted more money. David Williams relocated to Leeds after his time at the North Wales Hospital, assisting Gwynne with the lobotomies and ensuring that the dungeon was secure. It was onwards and upwards for Mr Williams after that.. See previous posts.
Yes, I know the name Williams is cropping up a lot here, Mike Williams was the Charge Nurse on Bryn Golau in Denbigh as well, he certainly knew all about Dafydd, but there are a lot of people called Williams in Wales, they are not all guilty, just as everyone called Jones is not a relative of Dafydd. However the number of Joneses and Williamses in Wales is put to good use by the gang, they don’t always let on who Taid or Nain is. They do if they think that they can bribe or intimidate people in that way, but with me they kept very very quiet because they know that I won’t be bribed or intimidated but I will be Gathering Evidence…
Albert Spanswick was due to retire in October 1983, but he died ‘suddenly’ in April 1983. 1983 was another Year Of Panic. It was the year that Brown and I were firmly in the crosshairs of the gang; it was the year that Dafydd’s mate Prof Robert Bluglass hastily rewrote the Mental Health Act because Mary Wynch was on her way to the Master of the Rolls and the Top Docs needed to reassure everyone That It Could Never Happen Again; Dafydd’s other mate William Bingley wrote the Code Of Practice to accompany Bluglass’s new improved Mental Health Act to reassure people that Patients’ Rights Were Protected; in June 1983 George Thomas retired as Speaker and was given an hereditary Viscountcy by his personal friend Thatch which was pointless, because as a gay paedophile Thomas had no heirs who could inherit; and in June 1983, Miranda was elected as the MP for Sedgefield in Durham.
It’s him again.
Albert Spanswick’s predecessor at COHSE was Francis Joseph Lynch (15 March 1909-10 May 1980). Lynch was active in the Labour Party from an early age and served on the City of Salford Council, 1934-49. In 1937, he found work as a night patrolman and stoker at the County Mental Hospital in Prestwich and joined the Hospital and Welfare Services Union. In 1946, this became part of COHSE and Lynch became a full-time organiser for the new union. In 1948, Lynch was appointed as a Regional Secretary, then in 1954 he became a National Officer and in 1967 was elected as COHSE’s Assistant General Secretary. Lynch was elected as General Secretary of COHSE in 1969 and set himself a target of doubling the union’s membership of 69,000. He achieved this; when he retired, in 1974, membership had risen to 230,000.
Does anyone really believe that psych Angels of Spanswick’s, Lynch’s and David Williams’s generations were Caring Professionals? There were murders of patients happening in those institutions when these three Good Labour Men who Supported The NHS worked in them. This crew battered patients in a previous generation and in the 1970s and 80s they were having dinner with Cabinet Ministers and being asked their ‘advice’ re the Care Of Nutters. What a joke, no wonder Dafydd Had No Fear.
David Williams was succeeded as Gen Sec of COHSE by Hector Uisdean MacKenzie, Baron MacKenzie of Culkein (born 25 February 1940), a Scottish Angel. The son of George MacKenzie and Williamina, Hector MacKenzie was educated on the Isle of Erraid Public School, in Argyll, the Aird Public School on the Isle of Lewis, the Nicolson Institute in Stornoway and the Portree High School in Skye. MacKenzie went then to the Leverndale School of Nursing in Glasgow and the West Cumberland School of Nursing in Whitehaven.
MacKenzie was student nurse at the Leverndale Hospital, 1958-61 and West Cumberland Hospital, 1964-66. From 1969, MacKenzie worked for COHSE, first as Assistant Regional Secretary, then as Regional Secretary for Yorkshire and East Midlands, 1970-74. He was National Officer for COHSE, 1974-83, Assistant General Secretary, 1983-87 and General Secretary, 1987-93. So Hector was Gen Sec of COHSE when Dafydd and the gang were at their worst and when the calls for a police investigation could be resisted no longer.
Just to flag up a few points re Hector’s career: Hector too dropped in to all the best places, including Yorkshire and Leicester. Hector cut his teeth in Cumbria. That was the territory of Willie Whitelaw who enjoyed a political career only equalled by Lord Hailsham and Keith Joseph in terms of Covering Up For The Westminster Paedophile Ring. See previous posts for info on Willie, including his close links to Bangor University and his responsibilities there. William Bingley also frequented Cumbria and had his fingers in a few pies there; I thought that Bingley lived in Cumbria at one point, but he might have lived in a neighbouring county. More saliently perhaps, Jack Cunningham, son of the old crook Andy who was one of those running the crime empire in the North East of England with Dafydd’s mates, was the Labour MP for Whitehaven and then Copeland in Cumbria, 1970-2005. Jack went to Durham University… Jack was yet another of the big mouthed Labour crooks of whom everyone said ‘Ooh a future leader of the Party’, but no, they got the Windbag instead. They certainly know how to pick ’em in the Labour Party. See previous posts for details re Jack, now Lord Jack.
MacKenzie is a member of UNISON and was Associate General Secretary, 1993-2000, which nicely covered the years of the Jillings Investigation and the Waterhouse Inquiry.
In 1996, the year in which William Hague announced the Waterhouse Inquiry, Hector received the Lindsay Robertson Gold Medal for Nurse of the Year and in Aug 1999 he became Lord Hector. Ronnie Waterhouse published his Report in Feb 2000, by which time Hector was safely his House so wouldn’t be saying a word when the furious shouts of ‘cover-up’ inevitably began.
Lord MacKenzie of Culkein was married to Anna Morrison from 1961 to 1991; they have one son and three daughters.
Here are a few of Lord MacKenzie’s interests:
The Viscount Whitelaw
Anyone for giving those Young Thugs A Short Sharp Shock? Being gang raped by Willie’s friends and colleagues and then beaten up in Risley Remand Centre before your 16th birthday should do the trick.
I have received much interesting material recently and I’m trying to prioritise it in terms of future blog posts. One gem that someone was kind enough to send me was a ‘letter of support’ for the NHS whistleblower in the Baby P case which was sent to ‘The Lancet’ in 2010 and signed by lots of Important People. One of the signatories was Prof Chamberlain’s pal Wendy Savage…
I have mentioned previously that I was told that the reason why the Top Doc at GOSH didn’t notice that Baby P had a broken spine was that she hadn’t actually examined him… She was one of the people who faced disciplinary action after the Baby P scandal erupted. Expert Psychiatric Evidence was produced in her defence. It was provided by one Dr Adrianne Reveley. See previous posts…