As I continue with the research for this blog, I find that when I revisit people and subjects about which I have previously blogged, I notice things of which I previously did not realise the significance. Such is my workload that I do not have time to revisit as many areas as I would like and I often only end up digging deeper after noticing something interesting by coincidence.
Earlier today I came across a reference to a dreadful old Top Doc who’s biography boasted that she was a former President of the Women’s Medical Federation. Many women’s professional associations are every bit as ruthless as the associations of the professional men who have outraged their female colleagues and those who hold senior office in the wimmin’s organisations are often not quite what they would like people to believe they are.
The Medical Women’s Federation is the largest UK body of women doctors. The organisation is ‘dedicated to the advancement of the personal and professional development of women in medicine and to improving the health of women and their families in society’. It was founded in 1917, and its HQ is located in Tavistock Square, London, close to their friends the BMA.
The Medical Women’s Federation contained 190 members to begin with and the Federation launched a campaign to promote the role of women in the armed forces. The Federation collected testimonies and excellent records, but despite their petitioning and campaigning the War Office remained reluctant to grant women equal status. Other early focuses included venereal disease, prostitution and maternity and infant welfare. I have previously discussed on the blog how Lady Doctors of this generation were nearly always Posh Ladies who were telling very much more disadvantaged women how to look after their families and indeed themselves. The Lady Doctors viewed their less privileged patients in a rather different way than their social equals. That is not say that the Lady Doctors were entirely destructive, many were genuinely wishing to make a positive contribution, but they were not the creatures portrayed in TV dramas… People are often shocked to discover that Marie Stopes (Stopes was of course a botanist rather than a medical doctor, but she campaigned with Lady Doctors on birth control) was a eugenicist. A great many well educated people of the time were, including huge numbers of Top Docs. See previous posts. It was not unusual to still find practising Top Docs who were eugenicists in the 1960s and during that decade parents of disabled children were told by Lady Doctors as well as male doctors to put their children in an institution and forget about them. Those children were not treated well within those institutions either, they were indeed forgotten about by everyone, including the Top Doctors, Ladies as well as men.
In the 1920s, the Medical Women’s Federation was concerned about the number of organisations which restricted access to women, including medical schools, local authorities and other employers. Several medical schools had reverted to refusing women access and many organisations had marriage bars. An early campaign of the Federation included a 1918 protest against London County Council’s decision to return to a pre-war refusal to employ married women. A standing committee on Married Medical Women followed in 1921. By the 1930s, Stepney and the city of York had appointed women Medical Officers of Health. Stepney and York had not yet become exercised with regard to the organised abuse of children or vulnerable adults, the appalling conditions in long-stay institutions or the systematic discrimination against people in poverty by Top Docs and officials…
The Federation examined varied aspects of women’s health during the inter-war years. Issues included venereal disease, nutrition, lunacy law reform, the fitness of women to pilot commercial aeroplanes, the menopause and guidance on the hygiene of menstruation (a Federation pamphlet on this subject sold 10,000 copies in a single year). The advice was not dispensed in the way in which one would dispense guidance to an equal whom one respected. Another focus during this period was sexual health. In 1921, a subcommittee was appointed to discuss birth control. By 1931, a resolution was passed stating that instruction in the provision of birth control should be included in medical schools’ gynaecological syllabus. They also argued that the Birth Control Investigation Committee ought to include a woman gynaecologist. At the time there were plenty of Top Docs, both male and female, who did not believe that birth control should be available to anyone. Others believed that it should be compulsory, but only for disabled people or poor people.
The Federation achieved several successes in terms of incorporating their concerns into Gov’t policy during WW II. Women served on a number of medical boards and panels of consultants, though not on the Ministry of Labour’s staff. Lady Doctors played a full part in ordering reluctant men to join the Army, in denouncing some soldiers who were seriously ill as malingerers, in managing (or concealing) the fall-out from the war such as increased rates of STIs, sexual assaults and illegitimate births.
During these years, Lady Doctors also played a full part in confining some women to asylums if they become pregnant out of wedlock. Lady Doctors knew that women comprised the majority of patients who were lobotomised. There wasn’t any Campaigning on such matters.
The Federation lobbied Gov’t on issues including equal pay, the birth rate, nursery school provision and the employment of women in the Diplomatic Services. In 1944, the Goodenough Committee strongly advocated changes to medicine including mixed medical schools and called for open competition for all hospital appointments. Its criticism of discrimination against women in hospitals as going against public interest was significant in furthering the aims of the Federation. The Federation will not have lobbied Gov’t with regard to working class women and equal pay and open appointments for them. I don’t mind that the Federation campaigned for the interests of Lady Doctors, but I don’t think that we should believe that they were busy working on behalf of the oppressed.
From the end of WW II, the Federation played an increasingly influential role in British medicine due to its representation on other medical bodies. In 1946, the BMA appointed its first women members and throughout the 1950s and 60s Federation members worked with the BMA and the GMC as well as other official committees. The Medical Women’s Federation were totally at one with the arrogance, the abuses, the unfair practices, the failure to discipline dangerous doctors, the constant blackmailing of the Gov’ts during pay negotiations for senior docs and the gross exploitation of junior doctors.
In addition to long-standing campaigns to address workplace or educational grievances of women medics, campaign issues during the decades following WW II included: nursery arrangements, care of the child under the NHS, pain in childbirth, the health of schoolgirls, family planning in the NHS, abortion, rape and sexual assault, assisted reproduction and child health. That there continued to be such dissatisfaction with regard to all of these areas by other campaigners and activists suggests that the Medical Women’s Federation was not very effective. Up in north Wales, just look at what Gwynne and Dafydd were doing. No-one heard a word from the Medical Women’s Federation.
In 1970, the organisation became eligible for charitable status and was registered on 16 November as the Medical Women’s Federation Grant Fund. It is now registered with the Charity Commission under its own name. In 2008 the organisation reported having 1,200 members.
The Top Doc who’s Inspirational Life Story drew my attention to the Medical Women’s Federation was Dr Beryl Corner, who served as President, 1968-69. Readers who have been following recent posts and the comments that follow those posts will know that I am currently making my way through the Diaries of Richard Crossman, Harold Wilson’s Secretary of State for Social Services, Nov 1968-June 1970. Dick Crossman presided over a new Gov’t Dept which had been created by merging the Ministry of Health with Social Services. What a lot of fun Dick Crossman’s Diaries are. Crossman’s time as Secretary of State spanned the years when Dafydd and Gwynne not only did exactly what they wanted no matter how many laws were broken and patients died, but the added extra during Crossman’s incumbency was John Allen’s acquisition of the first of his children’s homes in north Wales. It was on Crossman’s watch that John Allen and Dafydd went into business big-time; the conditions for their start-up were particularly conducive because the child molester George Thomas had been appointed Secretary of State for Wales and just as that happened, responsibility for the NHS and Social Services in Wales were transferred to the Welsh Office!
Richard Crossman was the Labour MP for Coventry East, 1945-74. Coventry was ruled by Dafydd’s partners-in-crime and kids in care from Coventry were sent to kids homes in north Wales. When Dafydd’s mate Professor Robert Bluglass concealed the criminality of Dafydd and the gang in 1989 during the ‘investigation’ of my complaint, Bluglass was assisted by Dr Colin Berry, a Top Doctor from Walsgrave Hospital, Coventry. See post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’. The production line for child sex workers in north Wales really took off after 1974, by which time Crossman had died. He returned to the backbenches in 1970 when Labour lost power and between 1970 and 1972, Crossman edited the ‘New Statesman’. Crossman was a prolific writer but he never wrote about what Dafydd and Gwynne were getting up to or about the enormous incestuous Dept which was the DHSS, in which every Minister, adviser and Civil Service mandarin was a either a mate of Dafydd’s or part of the sex abuse ring which Dafydd et al were facilitating.
Crossman was a graduate of New College, Oxford, a favourite recruiting ground for the security services at the time (see post ‘A Study In Tyranny’) and while at Oxford he had numerous gay affairs. Crossman remained at Oxford after graduation as a Fellow and taught there, before lecturing for the WEA. At the outbreak of WW II, Crossman joined the Political Warfare Executive under Robert Bruce Lockheart, where he headed the German Section. Crossman produced anti-Nazi propaganda broadcasts for Radio of the European Revolution, set up by the SOE.
Crossman eventually became Assistant Chief of the Psychological Warfare Division of SHAEF.
Crossman was probably trying to induce ruptured organs in the enemy by excessive laughter. Unless of course you were a 13 year old being gang raped in Bryn Estyn, but er they weren’t The Enemy were they?? So what was the rationale Dafydd? Or did you and Gwynne think that kids in care were undercover KGB agents?
In April 1945, Crossman was one of the first British officers to enter the former Dachau concentration camp. Crossman became a key participant in the annual Konigswinter Conference, bringing together British and German legislators, academics and opinion formers from 1950 onwards. The conferences were credited with helping to heal bad memories created by the war. Obviously one wouldn’t want the bad memories to remain because it might be difficult to persuade the population to support another war. Denis Healey attended the conference, as did Robin Day. Healey later worked hard to protect Dafydd et al and Robin Day was Ronnie Waterhouse’s closest friend.
Theresa’s Gov’t is going to bring paedophiles to justice! There’ll be no hiding place for them! The police can assure the Victims that they’ll be treated sympathetically. Professor Alexis Jay, a Professor of Social Work who was responsible for the Orkney Satanic Abuse Panic (see eg. post ‘The Scottish Play’), is Chairing the IICSA, that’s how serious the state is about this. Just don’t mention the War or the fact that Dafydd et al received 100% backing from the security services…
Crossman: Intelligence Propaganda Expert who rated Brooks’ Club above the Garrick because he was served claret and gulls’ eggs in Brooks.
Crossman’s wife Anne worked at Bletchley Park during WW II.
When Beryl was President of the Medical Women’s Federation, Crossman was Secretary of State for the DHSS and Sir Kenneth Robinson, Dafydd’s mate, had finished his stint as Health Minister. Dafydd’s mate Lord David Ennals was a Minister under Crossman. Dafydd’s other mate Professor Brian Abel-Smith was knocking around in the DHSS as well and the services of Abel-Smith’s pal Prof Richard Titmuss were also being called upon. Babs Castle was first Secretary of State and Crossman got on very well with Babs and consulted her about many matters. Abel-Smith, Ennals and Babs spent years propping up Dafydd and the gang, as did Crossman while he was around. They knew damn well that Dafydd et al were running a sex abuse ring and everything suggests that Abel-Smith, Ennals and Crossman were part of the wider Westminster Paedophile Ring. See previous posts.
Before she died in 2007, Beryl was the subject of much romancing with regard to media accounts of her career. Beryl’s wiki entry supplies the information that Beryl Corner (1910–2007) ‘specialised in the care and treatment of children and pioneered neonatology. She excelled as a medical student at the London School of Medicine for Women but then had trouble finding a post at institutions like Great Ormond Street Hospital because she was a woman.’
Ah the doctors they were discriminatory!
They let Jimmy Savile into GOSH but not Beryl, so ‘Beryl established a career at the Bristol Royal Hospital for Children and, for several years, was the only paediatrician in South West England. She was admitted to the British Paediatrics Association in 1945. Corner established a unit to care for newborn babies. With a budget of £100 she was able to halve mortality rates. In 1948 she was the consultant paediatrician who oversaw the first caesarian birth of four quads born at Bristol.’
The Torygraph’s obituary for Beryl fills in the picture further:
Beryl Corner, who died on March 4 aged 96, was the first paediatrician in the south-west of England and one of the British founders of neonatology, the care of newborn babies; she was also the last survivor of a group of women paediatricians whose achievements helped to break down barriers to the advancement of women in medicine.
In the early part of the 20th century children were cared for by adult physicians, and it was not until after the end of the Second World War that paediatrics really began to develop as a separate speciality. Beryl Corner therefore faced resistance from physicians who saw no need for paediatricians; from obstetricians who thought they were able to look after newborns and tried to ban her from the maternity wards; and from the male doctors who controlled hospital appointments and were hostile to the admittance of women to training posts, let alone senior positions. She met these challenges with her exceptional intellectual gifts, unbounded energy, an iron will and a passionate devotion to the care of babies and children.
The real story was that Beryl was not accepted and indeed completely obstructed by what were no doubt appalling old gits and had to put up with this crap and a career that was at the time seen as third rate.
The daughter of a local government officer and his Scottish wife, Beryl Dorothy Corner was born on December 9 1910. Her family had lived in Bristol for four generations, and she was educated at Redland High School for Girls, where she won the form prize every year. She went on to be a prize-winning medical student at the London School of Medicine for Women (Royal Free), qualifying in 1934 and then sailing through her higher medical exams two years later.
Beryl’s interest in paediatrics was kindled during her years as a student, when she accompanied ward rounds at Great Ormond Street Hospital and was taught by Sir Robert Hutchison.
Although Sir Robert Hutchison refused to employ Beryl after she qualified.
After house officer posts at the Royal Free, the realistic option for her – as a woman doctor – was to obtain a post in general practice or in public health;
The Women’s Medical Federation had not managed to break down many barriers.
and she was about to join a general practice in Bristol when a friend of the family, a surgeon, suggested that she apply for a vacant post as resident medical officer at the Bristol Children’s Hospital.
Beryl’s career was therefore given a boost by that tried and tested method used by Top Doctors: help from an influential Top Doctor friend.
As a young doctor at the hospital she encountered malnutrition, rickets, anaemia, tuberculosis, polio, diphtheria and high death rates among newborn babies; then there were the effects of child poverty and lack of sanitation, the devastating mortality from gastroentertitis and the toll taken by childhood infections in the pre-antibiotic era and before the development of modern vaccines.
Top Docs at the time did recognise how many of their patients were ill because of poverty but that didn’t stop a moralistic orientation towards the patients and a view on the part of many Top Docs that the patients were responsible for their own poverty.
Beryl Corner recognised the importance of meticulous nursing care, good nutrition and the prevention of cross-infection.
Beryl will have been taught this when she was winning prizes at medical school. She was working in the 1930s not the 1980s. They knew about Germs.
She also became convinced of the need for doctors who specialised in the care of children, rather than physicians who dropped in to do rounds.
Beryl may have been genuinely convinced of that, but Beryl was a Doc who was being marginalised and prevented from undertaking work that she was really keen to do. Top Docs are remarkably good at creating opportunities for themselves under such circumstances. Or indeed simply rewriting history decades later.
This brought her into conflict with physicians who saw no need for a paediatrician and with a professor of medicine who seemed to resent her presence, telling her that there was no future in paediatrics.
They will have taken the view that if Beryl was any good – ie. a man – she would have bagged a Proper Job within the structure that was in place.
Seeking further training in paediatrics, Beryl Corner found that she could not apply to Great Ormond Street Hospital, since it had a policy of not employing women house physicians. She applied for a post as registrar at the Westminster Children’s Hospital, only to be told in a letter from Donald Paterson, a consultant and secretary of the British Paediatric Association, that – although she was the outstanding candidate – they could not appoint her because she was a woman.
None of this was Beryl’s fault. It does however give the lie to tales about Beryl’s genius and iron will Overcoming. She couldn’t Overcome, they wouldn’t let her. She had to pander to them; the other option would have been to tell them to take a running jump and use her education in another field where perhaps she could start breaking the walls down. Beryl didn’t do that…
Eventually she obtained a post at the Brompton Hospital in London before returning to Bristol, where she was appointed honorary (unpaid) physician to the children’s outpatients in 1937; in this way she became one of the first full-time paediatricians in Britain, surviving with money she earned from teaching nurses and some private practice.
So the Top Docs valued Beryl so little that she had to undertake a voluntary job. Beryl might have loved doing that and she might have done an excellent job, but Beryl had not become ‘one of the first full-time paediatricians in Britain’. They wouldn’t let her work as a paediatrician. This is no sleight on Beryl, but the fairy story about Beryl overcoming this dreadful establishment needs blowing out of the water. Beryl would have done better to have made it quite clear just how entrenched and meat-headed this lot were and made it clear that people should have told them to stick it, rather than pandering to them and pretending that the Women’s Medical Federation Changed Things.
Determined to improve the care of newborn babies, Beryl Corner ventured on to the maternity wards at Bristol. Told by the obstetricians that her presence was not welcome, she simply ignored them,
That is not true. They will have allowed her there for some reason, no matter how grudgingly. One cannot simply walk onto a ward if one has no role on that ward and stay there treating someone else’s patients if one is told to leave. One can’t do that now and one certainly couldn’t do it then. This tale about Beryl is nonsense.
and was instrumental in improving the medical and nursing care of babies, leading to a reduction in perinatal mortality.
Then she must have been given some sort of official role. Even Dafydd couldn’t stroll onto the the maternity wards at Bristol and treat other Top Docs’ baby patients without their permission, I’ve never heard such nonsense. The most appalling things do go on in hospitals, but they happen because senior members of staff allow them to happen. Dafydd was ‘holding ward rounds’ at 3 am in the women’s dorms because Sir Kenneth Robinson allowed someone to give him a job as a consultant.
In 1942 she was appointed consultant paediatrician, and went on to set up the special care baby unit at Southmead Hospital;
She hadn’t just been putting on a white coat and pretending then, she did have some sort of role and was then promoted. That will have happened because like psychiatry, paediatrics was a very low status speciality and that’s why Beryl was allowed to do it, but not at GOSH, only at Southmead.
it opened in 1946 and gained an international reputation, providing the example for many other such units in Britain.
It probably didn’t, GOSH will have had the big reputation in the field and they won’t have tolerated usurping from the upstart whom they refused to employ.
She was also a founder member of the Neonatal Society and became an adviser in neonatology to the World Health Organisation.
Neonatology was a new discipline so it won’t have been difficult to have been a founder member of their Society. Furthermore in Beryl’s day, there was not the equipment available to sustain the lives of very premature babies, so Beryl won’t have been doing the impressive hi-tech medicine that neonatologists do today. Beryl will have been taking care of premature babies as best as she could yet all but the strongest, late gestation babies would have died. No-one would have expected otherwise.
As well as meticulous care, Southmead offered the detection and treatment of haemolytic disease in the newborn; incubator care for premature infants; good nutrition; the prevention of cross-infection; a breast milk bank; and outreach health visitors.
Even the North Wales Hospital Denbigh offered ‘meticulous care’. The very worst of Top Docs and Angels only offer the very best at all times. Other things on offer from Beryl were standard in big hospitals.
In 1948 Beryl Corner came to the attention of a wider public when she cared for the Good quads – the first in Britain to be born by caesarean section and survive.
But Beryl didn’t deliver the quads. The exciting bit was done by other Docs, the Docs who had elbowed Beryl out of the way for her entire career.
Between 1942 and 1947 she was the only paediatrician in south-west England, offering her services to help with paediatric problems from Swindon in the east, to the Scilly Isles in the west and Tewkesbury to the north.
I have some knowledge of the state of paediatric nursing in Taunton in the 1950s. It wasn’t anything to boast about and there were more than a few horrors… So the roving Beryl wasn’t doing rocket science.
She initiated one of Britain’s first courses in paediatric medicine for medical students and published many research papers in her career, as well as a widely-read book on prematurity.
A ‘course’ for medical students would have been a small number of lectures, if that. Top Docs of Beryl’s vintage didn’t publish ‘many’ research papers, even Docs holding Chairs didn’t publish prolifically at that time, it was a very different culture.
In 1945 she and four other distinguished women paediatricians were finally allowed to become members of the British Paediatric Association.
So although Beryl was the ‘first full time paediatrician’ in Britain, a few others were also knocking around and they were members of the British Paediatrics Association before Beryl.
Beryl Corner made a tactical decision not to present herself as a feminist;
Very few Lady Doctors did in Beryl’s day. Medicine is and was then a very conservative profession and Simone de Beauvoir would never have been able to tolerate it.
but she was always supportive of women doctors who came to her for help with problems of discrimination.
It will have been a matter of Ladies Having a Heart-to-Heart, discrimination was still entrenched at the time and Beryl and the Women’s Medical Federation didn’t make many inroads.
Short of stature, she travelled around Bristol in a large white Mercedes
Ah she was there for the Poor! This was Bristol, there won’t have been many Mercs zooming about the place.
which could seem driverless until it passed by at speed and her distinctive profile could be seen behind the wheel. She was sociable and charming, loyal and supportive to her extended family, and helpful to young paediatricians who showed commitment; but she did not hesitate to show disapproval at work if she thought her high standards were not met by her staff.
The brutalised Beryl went on to kick others in the chops.
She could be quick to anger, but such displays were never personal and they soon passed.
What did I say…
Most of those who worked for her came to regard her with affection and respect.
Their careers would have stopped had they said anything else.
Towards the end of her life Beryl Corner became something of a television celebrity with the screening of several programmes about her life in medicine. In her 95th year she was appointed OBE.
Beryl died in 2007. Towards the end of her life, Baker and Brown had started publishing about the north Wales mental health services of which a key component was the corrupt GP Dr D.G.E. Wood, who qualified at BRISTOL MEDICAL SCHOOL and who’s father was a Top Doctor FROM BRISTOL.
Paedophiles in distress, paedophiles in distress, D.G.E. Wood calling, D.G.E. Wood calling…
Brown’s mum was found dead in her bed in 2005, some 40 miles south of BRISTOL. Brown’s dad had previously been found dead during the Waterhouse Inquiry at his home in BRISTOL.
She was an accomplished amateur musician, made contributions to the study of medical history, and became “paediatrician” to Bristol Zoo, where she was an innovator in the care of sick newborn primates. On at least one occasion she admitted a premature chimpanzee to the neonatal unit at the hospital along with other babies in incubators.
Wood et al have definitely been at work here. I expect that Beryl did the silly voices that Johnny Morris used to do as well and gave the elephants a hose down. ‘Animal Magic’ was filmed at Bristol Zoo, or at least the bits that weren’t filmed in the studio were. Johnny Morris was a man of far right and mean spirited views, when he wasn’t doing the children’s programmes he used to bang on about wanting to bring back hanging.
Something even weirder about Johnny Morris – who came from Newport in south Wales and worked at the BBC through the Paedophile Years – was the timing and nature of his death. A diabetic, Morris collapsed at his home in Hungerford, Berkshire in March 1999 when he was about to star in a new animal series, Wild Thing, on ITV. Admitted to the Princess Margaret Hospital, Swindon for tests, Morris was discharged to a nursing home in the Devizes and Marlborough district, where he died on 6 May 1999. His wife, Eileen, had died 10 years previously; he had two stepsons. Morris bequeathed his house to his co-host on Animal Magic, Terry Nutkins, a large sum of cash to his housekeeper, Rita Offer and smaller sums to his gardener and his builder but he left nothing to his stepsons, his step-grandchildren and step-great-grandchildren, possibly due to a failed business partnership which had cost him £500,000.
The Waterhouse Report was published in Feb 2000. Sir Peter Morrison’s family seat was in Wiltshire. Morrison was found dead in his house in July 1995, the month that Dafydd ‘retired’. Morrison’s brother Charles was the Tory MP for Devizes, 1964-92. The Morrison family pretty much ruled Wiltshire and had done for many years. They owned substantial estates, sat on Wiltshire County Council and occupied other influential positions…
It is quite easy to ensure that someone with diabetes dies if you are a Top Doc and you don’t do the right thing. Johnny Morris wasn’t young but he obviously was considered to be in no danger of pegging out imminently because he was about to star in a new TV series…
Beryl Corner was a committed Christian and an active member of Christ Church, Clifton. She was unmarried.
Clifton is the posh bit of Bristol, it houses the Top Docs and Bristol University.
The Ground Breaking Beryl:
The BBC News in June 1998, midway through the Waterhouse Inquiry and while the gang were busy trying to get me banged up in a secure institution, also shone the spotlight on Beryl in a feature on the terrible state of children’s care in the NHS in the 1930s, before Beryl revolutionised it. The BBC stated:
Post-war Britain concentrated its medicinal effort on new born babies; Britain’s second premature baby unit was set up at Bristol’s Southmead hospital, under the auspices of a leading paediatrician, Dr Beryl Corner. With a measly budget of £100 – enough for just six cots – Dr Corner and her team halved mortality rates for the babies in their care within a year of being established.
Which makes me wonder what the hospital had been doing to the babies before Beryl’s measly £100, was Dafydd employed?
Dr Corner also won fame and accolades for her profession when she successfully assisted in the delivery of the world’s first quadruplets to be born by Caesarean; the birth of the Good sisters became an international news story.
The births were regarded as a triumph for intensive care, especially since the fourth baby was not breathing when she was delivered. We had no resuscitation equipment then such as we know it now. But I had a sucker that I sucked with a rubber tube down the baby’s throat, and after about four or five minutes the baby cried and breathed; and she lived’ says Dr Corner.
OK, Beryl probably saved the baby’s life, that is a worthy action, but she did that in basically the way that it would have been done for decades previously. I’m not underestimating the value of Beryl, just trying to draw attention to the overblown account of Beryl changing the landscape of neonatology and paediatrics at that time. The BBC feature itself admitted that the factor which was most important in reducing the child mortality rate was the 1939 availability of the first anti-bacterial drugs, Sulphonamides, which were effective in cases of pneumonia. In 1944, Penicillin was used in cases of meningitis and in 1947, Streptomycin was available to use in cases of TB. Beryl had bugger all to do with the development of any of these drugs. In 1960, a vaccination to protect against Polio was introduced from the United States. That wasn’t down to Beryl either.
The BBC report starred two other Top Docs of Beryl’s vintage, Dr Leslie Temple and Dr Harold Everley Jones. Harold was ‘one of Britain’s first paediatricians’, who qualified in 1934, so Harold was one of those who gave Beryl such a hard time.
Harold remembered that ‘Poverty, poor diet and bad living conditions lay at the root of much childhood illness.’
The dosh was spent on Beryl rather than improved housing…
I stood in a house to which I was called and was amazed to see the wallpaper moving due to the bugs underneath. Many of these houses were little more better than hovels.”
Beryl’s house in Clifton wasn’t heaving with bugs.
Neither was her Mercedes.
Harold Witcomb Everley Jones died in 2001 and his obituary appears on the Royal College of Physicians ‘Lines of the Fellows’ online:
Harold, known to his friends as ‘E J’, was a consultant paediatrician in Wolverhampton, West Bromwich and Dudley. He was born in London, where his father was a consulting engineer. His mother was a musician. He was educated at Winchester House, King’s School, Canterbury, and then St Thomas’s Hospital Medical School.
No bugs under the wallpaper for Harold. Trained at Tommy’s, the most elite of the London hospitals…
After junior appointments at St Thomas’s and at East Ham Memorial Hospital, he was made a consultant paediatrician to Victoria Hospital for Children, Tite Street, Chelsea, in 1938. He joined the Royal Army Medical Corps in 1939 and served in the Middle East, Normandy, Belgium and Germany… Following demobilization he decided to settle in the Midlands. In 1947, before the start of the NHS, he single handedly set up a children’s service, involving Bridgnorth, Wolverhampton, Dudley, Walsall and West Bromwich.
Where the embryonic organised abuse existed which flourished under Dafydd’s partners in the West Midlands, Professor Robert Bluglass and others from the 1960s onwards. See eg. posts ‘The Mrs Mills Experience’ and ‘The Science of Animal Behaviour’.
In 1947 he was appointed a clinical lecturer in paediatrics at the University of Birmingham. In 1961, the university appointed him area director of postgraduate education. From 1968 to 1969 he was president of the Midland Paediatric Society.
Er – Bluglass et al were in business by then and by the 1970s kids in care in Birmingham were being sent to children’s homes in north Wales.
He kept fit by cycling. As a student he had played rugby for St Thomas’s. A bachelor, he retired to north Wales.
Well there’s a surprise.
He died of cardiac failure.
Don’t say the gang bumped Harold off as well lest he blabbed. Another obituary of Harold’s mentioned that after retirement he maintained close contact with his former colleagues in the West Midlands. The ones who sent all those kids in care to children’s homes in north Wales.
While I was searching for information about Harold, I came across two other Pioneering Lady Doctors who’s biographies caught my attention.
Dr Marcia Hall:
Marcia Hall, who died in 2000, worked as a paediatrician at Great Ormond Street Hospital, 1941-69. During those years, Great Ormond Street colluded with the abuse of children which was why Savile found life so good there. Audrey Callaghan was Chair of the Governors of GOSH during the late 1960s/70s and then spent many more years raising funds for GOSH. Jim Callaghan used his position as PM to assist. See eg. post ‘Cry The Beloved Country’.
Marcia qualified from Cambridge/King’s College Hospital in 1934, so she somehow became a paediatrician while being a Lady Doctor in a way that Beryl was unable to do so.
Marcia’s father died when she was young and she was supported at Cambridge by an uncle who would not at first allow her to study medicine. However, after her first year, he relented and she went on to become one of the earliest female clinical students at King’s College Hospital. She elected to join the firm of Sam Hall because he was the least fierce of the teachers.
The Top Docs who would soon be Playing Their Part In Nye’s NHS would all have been fierce.
She subsequently married him.
And nearly all of them assessed their female colleagues in terms of their shagability rather than their clinical skills. While that is an expected consequence of many interactions between colleagues, the Top Docs take the phenomenon to extremes.
During the war she was seconded as a dermatologist to the Canadian Army Hospital in Cuckfield. This post included genitourinary medicine, and her lack of any more than a rudimentary knowledge of dermatology combined with the wild nature of the clientele made this an interesting experience.
I’d like to hear more about this, but we won’t.
Marcia’s particular interest was in chest medicine, especially tuberculosis. She travelled to Scandinavia to study the new BCG vaccine and administered it to the children of the Royal Family. She always had a great interest in country life and especially riding, and retired to Brendon in north Devon where she and her husband did much to organise the building of the village hall.
A Doc to the Royals! Would it have been Carlo, Anne, Andrew and Edward to whom Marcia administered the BCG? It is likely that Marcia knew Wilfred and Dannie Abse, who both knew Dafydd et al and facilitated the Westminster Paedophile Ring. They were of a similar vintage to Marcia, trained at King’s College Hospital and Dannie spent his career as a chest physician, specialising in TB. See post ‘O Jones, O Jones’.
Devon was Jeremy Thorpe country. Norman Scott lived in north Devon as well as Jeremy and the locals were fully aware of what Mr Thrope was doing. It was a Top Doctor in north Devon who was involved in ensuring that letters incriminating Mr Thrope which were in Norman’s possession were sold and burnt by someone who wanted to protect Mr Thrope. See post ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’. Top Doctors are very good at knowing what is going on in their localities and they retain close relationships with other Top Doctors after retirement. Marcia never felt the need to comment while mud was being thrown at Norman by the media.
A descendant of Elizabeth Fry and the daughter of a clergyman, she retained a staunch Christian faith throughout her long life.
So Marcia almost certainly disapproved of Norman’s Lifestyle. Whereas Mr Thrope was a married man, the most intelligent, the prettiest politician, who could have become Prime Minister of this country or even President Of The World… Furthermore, Mr Thrope was married to Miriam, the ex-wife of Lilibet’s cousin, who stood next to Mr Thrope throughout his long and unnecessary ordeal…
Predeceased by her husband, [Marcia] leaves three children and seven grandchildren.
They’ll all defend the reputation of one of the first Lady Doctors.
Another Pioneering Lady Doctor of Beryl/Marcia’s generation was Margaret Elizabeth Lace (nee Morgan). Dr Lace was born in Dowlais, south Wales and qualified from Bristol in 1938. She was a consultant with the Family Planning Association.
‘After medical and surgical posts at Bristol Royal Infirmary, she became the general practitioner in Porthcawl during the war years. She then returned to Bristol and worked part time running antenatal and infant welfare clinics.
Dr Lace will have known the Top Docs in south Wales who were colluding with George Thomas’s sex offending as well as with the organised abuse in the region, which had got off the ground even by then. Dr Lace would also have known, or at least known of, the Abse family, because so many of the extended family were Top Doctors
Here she came face to face with the welfare and social problems confronting large families. Birth control became an important issue,
Dr Lace will have been of the opinion that birth control was a good thing for Poor People and might well have taken the view that it should be compulsory for them, but a choice for people of her own social class.
and Betty had further training under the auspices of the Family Planning Association. One of the family planning pioneers in Bristol, she became a member of the FPA Council and a recognised teacher in family planning at Bristol University. She also worked for the Bristol and South West Regional Blood Transfusion Service. Following retirement in 1984, she maintained an active interest in the affairs of her old school.
Betty will have known D.G.E. Wood’s Top Doc father and very probably Wood himself. Previous posts have explained how in the 1970s, the FPA were well aware that ‘family planning’ work involved prescribing the contraceptive pill to girls under the age of consent who were in care being sexually exploited or forced into sex work. The Top Docs dishing out the ‘family planning’ to those girls knew what the situation was. Previous posts have named some of those holding office with the FPA who were part of Dafydd’s network.
She celebrated her diamond wedding anniversary last August. She leaves a husband, Edward; two children; and six grandchildren.
They’ll all be ready to remember Betty’s Pioneering Career During which she Helped and some of them may well be Top Docs themselves.
Dame Albertine Louise Winner (4 March 1907 – 13 May 1988) was a Top Doctor who was President of the Medical Women’s Federation, 1971-72. Winner served in the Dept of Health as its first female Deputy Chief Medical Officer, 1947-67. Here’s Albertine in her horn-rimmed glasses looking Shocked and Disgusted:
Like Ben Elton, the offspring of another of Dafydd’s Little Helpers (see previous posts), Marcus is on the left and makes this clear during his gigs, but his loyalties became clear when he performed at a fund-raising gig for St David’s Hospice, Llandudno, an institution which was established by and is run by Dafydd’s gang, in response to yet another distress flare. See previous posts.
Albertine Winner gained a degree in Physiology from UCL, then studied medicine at UCH. After qualifying, Winner worked at the Elizabeth Garratt Anderson Hospital and the Mothers’ Hospital in Clapton. During WW II, she was promoted to the rank of lieutenant colonel in the RAMC. Winner also served as the consultant to the Women’s Services.
After the end of the war and on the eve of the emergence of the NHS, Winner joined the Dept of Health in 1947 as its first female Deputy Chief Medical Officer, a position in which she served for the next 20 years. So like Uncle Harry, Albertine was there at the very dawn of the NHS to see Nye’s vision put into practice with the Poor Being Helped. By the time that Albertine had stepped down as Deputy Chief Medical Officer, Gwynne had been happily lobotomising away for years and Dafydd was ready to go into business with John Allen and start up the conveyor belt for the production of child sex workers on a big scale. Sir Kenneth Robinson was Minister of Health and was being advised by Abel-Smith…
Sir George Godber was Deputy Chief Medical Officer, 1950-60. and Chief Medical Officer, 1960-73. Godber was yet another person who knew what was going on at the North Wales Hospital. When I wrote my earlier post ‘The Creme de la Creme’ about Godber, I presumed that it was him who was virtually solely responsible for protecting Dafydd and Gwynne, not realising that everyone at the top of the medical establishment and Gov’t was on board with them. Godber was one of the team who planned the NHS, so like the rest of them he was untouchable and nothing could be said which might suggest that something dreadful had been permitted, let alone built into the NHS.
Godber studied at New College, Oxford, so was highly likely to have been working for the security services. He was partly inspired to pursue public health by his Warden, the historian H.A.L. Fisher, who had been Lloyd George’s Education Secretary. Another of Godber’s mentors was a young New College don Richard Crossman… Godber did his clinical training at The London Hospital and qualified in 1933. He will have known of the organised abuse and the severe poverty in the area served by The London Hospital and dear old Godber just transferred it all over into the foundations of the NHS and left well alone. Godber worked in Birmingham during WW II, so he’ll have got to know many of those we know and love there as well.
Godber’s responsibilities weren’t just to the DHSS. His role as CMO also spanned the Home Office and the Dept of Education and Science and thus included responsibility for approved schools, remand centres, high security hospitals, prisons and other educational institutions. Godber knew about Bryn Estyn, Risley Remand Centre, Ashworth, Broadmoor and Rampton and the other total institutions over which Dafydd and the paedophiles had control, in which vulnerable people, including children, were battered, raped and not infrequently killed. It is a mark of how rotten the NHS is that Godber was still being described as a ‘saint’ until his death in 2009, having reached over 100 yrs old. He was in good nick and active until almost the very end. The great man and his reputation were a big umbrella under which many people sheltered.
As with Godber, Albertine’s responsibilities as Deputy CMO will have included approved schools, secure hospitals, prisons etc. That Lady Doctor did a great job of endorsing a truly appalling regime established by and run for the benefit of the worst sort of male sex offenders imaginable.
In 1967, Albertine Winner became a Dame and was also appointed the Linacre Fellow of the Royal College of Physicians, a post she held until 1978. While serving in that position, Winner played a key role in developing postgraduate medical training posts for the Joint Committee on Higher Medical Training.
If Albertine became Dame Albertine, it suggests that Dafydd and Gwynne must have found themselves in the slurry again in 1967-68. Well there had been that business in 1966 with Dafydd summoning a fleet of coaches to the North Wales Hospital, loading a crowd of institutionalised, incredibly vulnerable patients onto them and placing the patients ‘in the community’ in B&Bs on the north Wales coast. The patients were subsequently found starving and covered in lice. Some will have died as well but no-one dared admit that, not even ‘The Times’, which reported the scandal. As if that wasn’t bad enough, Dafydd didn’t bother to warn anyone that he was going to do this, even the patients themselves. 1966.
In 1966, Dafydd was a leading figure in MIND; Dafydd’s mate Sir Kenneth Robinson was the Minister of Health; another mate of Dafydd’s, Professor Brian Abel-Smith who had designed the flawed economic basis of the NHS, was still telling Ministers what to do; Godber was CMO. Lord Cledwyn, the MP for Anglesey and a close friend of the Windbag’s parents-in-law who was another big fan of Dafydd (see previous posts), was Secretary of State for Wales and George Thomas was his Minister. Of course no-one was going to give a bugger about Dafydd’s excesses, even when they’d reached the pages of the Thunderer, although the Thunderer took no interest in the patients who had been lobotomised because they’d refused to shag Dafydd’s rich and influential mates.
Sir William Haley, DG of the BBC, 1944-52; Editor of ‘The Times’, 1952-66; Editor-in-Chief, Encyclopaedia Britannica, 1968-69.
I need to introduce here yet another man in a High Place who was happy to allow Dafydd and Gwynne to pursue their life of crime unhindered: Sir Arnold France, Permanent Secretary at the Ministry of Health, 1964-68, the very same years that Dafydd’s mate Sir Kenneth was Minister of Health. From 1968, Arnold France served as Chairman of the Board of the Inland Revenue until his retirement in 1973. In 1973, France was Chairman of the Central Board of Finance of the Church of England. There is very little information about Sir Arnold available on the internet; I suspect that somebody who is aware of this blog knew what was coming and has cleansed the world of Arnold’s biographical details, although I do know that Sir Arnold died in 1998. In 1965 Walter Bird photographed Arnold’s for the National Portrait Gallery. Walter made, most appropriately, a ‘bromide print’.
I think that I might have met Sir Arnold’s son and I suspect that Arnold’s son may have been responsible for ensuring that nothing about his dad remains on the internet. Previous posts have described how Professor Duncan Tanner, an historian at Bangor University, died suddenly and unexpectedly at the age of 51 yrs at the hands of Ysbyty Gwynedd in Feb 2010, after a minor operation judged to be low risk. Low risk if it’s not being performed at Ysbyty Gwynedd that is. Duncan was a Welsh Labour historian, he was the best in that field and he knew damn well which politicians were involved with the Westminster Paedophile Ring and Dafydd and Gwynne’s branch of it. I was working with Duncan and I very much appreciated his help, but he was a dark horse and although he never let slip that he knew who was involved, I saw clues and I realised that he had seen clues that I knew something about it as well. The School of History at Bangor employed a number of academics with direct links to those who concealed the criminality of Dafydd’s gang: Professor Andrew Edwards was a policeman in north Wales while the police refused to investigate complaints; Dr Dinah Evans was married to Ron Evans, the crooked lawyer employed by Gwynedd County Council who orchestrated the whole cover-up at the north Wales level; and Nia Griffiths’s dad was a judge who colluded. I have no idea whether Duncan was Of The Paedophiles’ Friends himself, but when a memorial service was held for Duncan at Bangor University, Frances Jones, one of the crooked lawyers who assisted those we know and love, turned up in her capacity as a friend of Duncan. See post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’.
I have described previously how at Duncan’s memorial service, Frances Jones and others insulted Merfyn Jones, the VC, who had been under attack from the paedophiles’ friends since 2004 because he, his late wife and friend had spilt their pints. See previous posts eg. ‘Lest We Forget’ and ‘The Point Is To Change It’. Like Duncan, Merfyn held a Chair in the School of History.
One person who spoke at Duncan’s memorial service was unknown to us at Bangor because he was a face from Duncan’s past, a friend of Duncan’s from Duncan’s days as a PhD student. This man explained that although he was a Tory and was doing a PhD on Conservative political history and Duncan was a Labour supporter from south Wales doing a PhD on Welsh Labour history, they became good friends. This man was a civil servant; he was a Dr France. I cannot remember his first name, but he talked about his daughter, Lizzie, who was at a posh girl’s school and had impressed the class by telling them that she knew Duncan Tanner, after Duncan’s name appeared in some material that the history class were using.
Would Dr France, Lizzie’s dad, like to make himself known? The Top Doctors have been killing people Dr France because your dad allowed the DHSS to run an elite paedophile ring for years and years. They almost certainly killed Duncan as well, they are still wiping out the witnesses after all this time. If you’re not careful Dr France you won’t be safe in any hospital yourself even if you Go Private. This is a very, very big problem and you should not be concealing evidence, no matter how much loyalty you feel towards your father. I can’t imagine that you would be very happy if Lizzie had her career wrecked and her friends murdered after she refused to have sex with two disgusting old men who were part of the gang who had supplied Richard Crossman and his mates with fresh meat ten years previously would you?
I received an e mail telling me that the man who spoke at Duncan’s memorial service Knows… I wasn’t given his first name, my correspondent probably presumed that I would remember it.
Duncan did his PhD at UCL; I think that his friend Dr France did his PhD at UCL as well. UCL was and is crawling with Top Docs who were involved in the Westminster Paedophile Ring…
Here’s another man Who Knows:
The Lord Hennessy of Nympsfield
Lord Hennessy of Shameless Toadying to Dreadful Politicians has written many books, include Never Again: Britain 1945–51 (1992), The Hidden Wiring: Unearthing the British Constitution (1995), The Secret State: Preparing For The Worst 1945–2010 (2010), Having it so good: Britain in the fifties (2006), Cabinets and the Bomb (2007) and Distilling the Frenzy. Writing the History of One’s Own Times (2012).
Lord Hennessy’s forthcoming book, ‘We Didn’t Know: Oh Shit, The Top Doctors Are Killing Us Now’, will be available soon.
After Albertine Winner retired from the medical profession in 1967, Cicely Saunders asked Albertine Winner for financial assistance in establishing the first modern hospice. See previous posts for information re Dame Cicely Saunders and the hospice movement. Winner was initially apprehensive but ‘soon saw its importance’ and helped Saunders establish St Christopher’s Hospice in Sydenham, London, the first hospice in the UK. Albertine supervised its construction and served as its Deputy Medical Director when it opened in 1967. Winner later became its Chairman in 1973 and President in 1985.
Dame Albertine died on 13 May 1988 in London, aged 81.
The Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives of the Fellows’ online of course paid tribute to Albertine:
…In her early medical career she worked with and was much influenced by Sir Thomas Lewis and Sir Francis Walshe. Walshe gave her an abiding interest in neurology, which was finally of great help in developing palliative treatment of motor neurone disease at St Christopher’s Hospice when she returned to clinical medicine as a final end to her varied and most distinguished career.
…she joined the RAMC in 1940, becoming lieutenant colonel and later consultant to the Women’s Services. This experience revealed her liking and aptitude for administration, and after a brief return to the Elizabeth Garrett Anderson Hospital she joined the Ministry of Health. Here she kept her intense interest in patients’ welfare, particularly in the chronic sick.
So she knew exactly how badly neglected and abused patients in long stay institutions like the North Wales Hospital Denbigh were. How did the Ely Hospital Scandal erupt in 1969 with the Dame, Sir George Godber, Sir Arnold France etc all keeping an eye on things?
She became deputy chief medical officer, the first woman to hold that office.
At this time, Sir Max (later Lord) Rosenheim persuaded her to become the College’s Linacre Fellow. She was not quite the first person to occupy this post… but Albertine was the first to serve for any length of time – eleven years -and she certainly set the standard for her successors. As, again, she was the first woman to serve as a College officer, she might be regarded as a feminist ice-breaker; she did break ice, not as a feminist but simply as an extremely competent and reliable administrator who succeeded in getting to the top in what was at the time very much a man’s world.
Let’s stop even being surprised that Lady Doctors of that time were not declaring themselves to be feminists. They were, simply, Posh Women, who had usually attended academic girls schools and often came from medical families. They were some of the most conservative, gender bound people in the UK. It was indeed a man’s world, it was specifically a Posh Man’s world and the Lady Doctors who got to the top did it by playing the posh man’s game by the posh man’s rules which very often involved concealing wrongdoing to make life easy for the posh men. That is what being a ‘competent and reliable administrator’ means in medicine. ‘They’re really good at hiding the shit’. It is that neanderthal. There were a very small number of Lady Doctors who took the men on in field such as obs and gynae and surgery; they succeeded because they were very, very hard women as well as having a good dose of poshness. I will discuss such an example later in this post…
As Linacre fellow, Albertine was responsible for developing the training posts that were to be recognized by the newly-formed JCHMT. She visited most of these posts herself until their number grew too great. She then appointed visiting teams to carry out the task, holding herself in reserve to lean on recalcitrant colleagues who were reluctant to accept the College’s recommendations.
So Albertine told other Top Docs to whom they were going to give those jobs. Nepotism and dirty deals were endemic in medicine long after Albertine’s death, so we can assume that Albertine herself dished out jobs on that basis.
She became DBE in 1967 as she retired, but this was but the beginning of yet another career as deputy medical director of St Christopher’s Hospice.
St Christopher’s will certainly have benefited from that DBE.
This interest began in 1961 when she heard of the plans for St Christopher’s, the first research and teaching hospice, and joined in a ward round at St Joseph’s Hospice. Her clinical acumen and personal interest in people in need was at once aroused
The clinical acumen and personal interest that had given the green light to Dafydd, Gwynne, Ely, etc
and she carried on a quiet campaign of advice and support for the Hospice from then on.
Albertine was busy behind the scenes, calling in favours…
It was typical of her that she should go on a refresher course in medicine before returning to clinical duties. As she said: ‘The moment I began to examine a patient my hands took over and I was back.’
No Top Doc ever admits in public to ‘oh bugger, I’d forgotten…I’m not up to it anymore.’ They do admit to this in private…
Albertine worked at St Christopher’s part-time from 1967-73, helping to establish both its clinical and administrative standards and fill the rest of her time with many other interests. She was on the council of the Disabled Living Foundation;
Oh God. Not that I’m surprised, the Top Docs who have been responsible for the misery and suffering are a must on the organisations and charidees which are now going to Change It because Something Must Be Done.
was one of a group of physicians who travelled to assess Issel’s controversial cancer clinic in Bavaria,
They always have a bit of advice for Johnny Foreigner as well. No-one tells Johnny Foreigner that pockets of that over which the White Man – and White Lady – has presided are as bad as the services provided by Johnny Foreigner.
and was an active member of the Medical Women’s Federation and its president in 1971. She retained her interest in the expansion of hospice work as part of a generally accepted clinical challenge. She was fond of describing it as ‘…just good medicine in a special setting.’
The special setting being one which is 100% run by paedophiles’ friends, not just substantially run by paedophiles’ friends.
She became chairman of St Christopher’s in 1973 and was elected president in 1985, and was also much involved in founding the North London Hospice, with its special Jewish interest and inter-faith connexions. Brought up in a Jewish home, she joined the Christian foundation of St Christopher’s as a ‘sympathetic agnostic’. In later years she returned to the faith of her fathers, fitting in as well as ever in the Hospice ‘community of the unlike’.
Previous posts and comments have discussed how Dafydd et al had many members of the Jewish community protecting them. Not because ‘Jews are child abusers’, but because Jewish people hold medicine and law in high esteem, as well as academia, the civil service etc. A lot of Jewish people are working in these fields and of course in finance, business and the media, as well as in politics. So abusers can have a party if they use their Jewish friends and relatives. An elite paedophile ring couldn’t make much headway if the only people assisting it were labourers or people on benefits… George Thomas had many friendships within the Jewish community in south Wales, although Thomas was a leader in the Methodist Church. The reason why Thomas liked Jewish people was that his pals the Abse family were running a paedophile/trafficking ring and the Abses were a high profile Jewish family full of doctors and lawyers. See post ‘O Jones, O Jones’.
People genuinely interested in inter-faith links discuss the ideological and cultural similarities between different faiths, I have published such material myself. If you’re running a huge international trafficking ring and you want your mycelia penetrating absolutely everywhere, you’ll use the same discourse. Don’t blame the Jews, or the Methodists, or the Catholics or the C of E, or even the Muslims, it’s the network of corrupt professional people who are the problem and the Top Docs are the biggest problem of all, because they’re the ones who ensure that the grass doesn’t get the pain killers or life-saving treatment. Or is declared mad.
Dame Albertine’s interests were as wide as her medical career. A perceptive observer of art, she built up a valuable collection of Japanese prints, and she was an enthusiastic opera lover. She played tennis for the university, and retained her interest in sport and travel.
Mycelia absolutely everywhere.
To some she appeared formidable, but to all she was kind, giving the best in sensitive and utterly reliable moral support.
Like so many, the old cow hid her lovely nature so effectively.
A superlatively good clinician,
She had spent most of her career as an administrator. Top Docs take the piss out of other Top Docs who became administrators, even administrators at the highest levels, because they are usually Docs who for whatever reason cannot do clinical work. I will expand on this further shortly.
she finally became a cooperative and unfailingly courteous patient, much loved by all who had the care of her…
The Top Docs are killing their own now… The Dame knew that if she wasn’t a co-operative and courteous patient, somehow the pain relief would not be sufficient and ooh we didn’t realise that the Dame needed to be taken to the loo or ‘dying luv? don’t make us laugh…’
This is no way to run a healthcare service. Most patients ARE nice people, but even if they are retired Top Doctors who have run a paedophile ring, they should not be denied good care. Yet we now have a situation in which Angels and Top Docs judge as to who is morally worthy of care and support when they are ill or elderly. The judgements are not sound, but they shouldn’t be made at all…
The Dame’s obituary for the Royal College of Physicians was written by Dame Cicely Saunders – who else? – and Sir Raymond Hoffenberg.
Dame Rosemary Rue was another Caring Lady Doctor who served as President of the Medical Women’s Federation, 1982-83. By that time, Mary Wynch had begun litigation against Dafydd and the gang and Dafydd’s mate Robert Bluglass was rewriting the Mental Health Act to reassure everyone that It Could Never Happen Again. Tony and Sadie Francis were in the process of being recruited to work in north Wales, along with some other Nice Young Doctors and Ysbyty Gwynedd, a Brand New Hospital for Gwynedd, was being built.
Ah you can’t complain, most of them really are good aren’t they!
As Alexei Sayle might have quipped as part of his famous ‘on-stage rants’ in the 1980s, ‘I’ve just been lobotomised by a sex offender, still, Mustn’t Grumble’.
Elsie Rosemary Laurence was born in 1928 in Hutton, Essex and moved with her family to London in 1933. She was evacuated during the Blitz to stay with relatives in Devon where she contracted TB and peritonitis. While she was convalescing, Rosemary decided on a career in medicine, entering the all-woman Royal Free Medical School in London in 1945. In 1950 Rosemary married Roger Rue, a pilot instructor of Belgian descent in the RAF. When Rosemary told the medical school Dean that she was changing her name, she was told that she could not stay at the Royal Free Medical School if she was married. I discussed in my post ‘Thought For The Day’ the revolutionary Lady Doctors and founders of the Royal Free who read Cosmo and went in hot pursuit of their G spots. Rosemary was instead accepted at Oxford University, qualifying in 1951 after taking the University of London exams.
Rosemary encountered many serious problems after qualifying, so many and so serious that it is extraordinary that Rosemary was ever able to follow any sort of career in medicine at all, let alone one which resulted in her becoming Dame Rosemary. I will discuss Rosemary’s bizarre early career in detail shortly.
In 1960, Rosemary she was named Assistant County Medical Officer for Hertfordshire and worked as a part-time paediatrician in Watford. In the 1980s, I became aware that Top Doctors who became administrators, even administrators at senior levels, were always Top Doctors who could not practice medicine. Gwynne the lobotomist was eventually given an administrative role before somebody employed him as a people trafficker in UCNW, because he was so fucking bad with patients. Gwynne’s obituary described him as a ‘competent and thoughtful administrator’. Just like Dame Albertine! Records were forged by Gwynne to conceal wrongdoing… Once Gwynne was sidelined into the role of Lord Haw-Haw, Dafydd was given responsibility for the patients, which says everything that needs to be said about Gwynne if Dafydd was the preferable option.
Top Docs running Health Authorities were all for some reason unable to work as clinicians, usually because they were hopeless and known to be. Perhaps in Rosemary’s case she was forced into admin because of the rampant bigotry towards her, which would have been even even greater because of her disability than her gender.
It was other Top Docs who refused to accept disabled people as equals. One of the Top Docs at the C&A Hospital in the 1950s and 60s, like Rosemary, had been crippled by polio. He could walk, but did so with a pronounced limp. His son told me that when on a visit to the C&A, the then Health Minister Enoch Powell demanded to know what ‘that cripple’ was doing working in the hospital. I can well believe that Enoch Powell did say that, there was massive hostility towards disabled people at that time, even if the disability was just a ‘gammy leg’ and the medical establishment, including Uncle Harry’s NHS, shared that bigotry.
Now for irony after irony. The disabled Top Doc at the C&A was one of those colluding with patient abuse and the trafficking ring. After the gang declared war on Merfyn, the VC of Bangor University in 2004, the son of that disabled Top Doc was by then a retired member of staff from Bangor University. He was part of the contingent who were busy trying to overthrow Merfyn. While he worked at Bangor University, the Top Doc’s son had served as the AUT rep. He had defended some worthy people, but he had also fought the corner of some members of the gang who should never have been allowed to remain in their posts. This AUT rep was not as dim as the gwerin, he will have known what they were up to. He also maintained that Carlo was bisexual and he should know, what with his dad having facilitated the gang who supplied Carlo’s er friends with sex workers.
Enoch Powell had declared his intention to close down the North Wales Hospital and every asylum in Britain after visiting the place in 1961 because he was so appalled at what he saw. Powell returned to London and made his famous ‘Water Towers’ speech in which he described the oppressive nature of the asylums and the waste of human life within and explained that he would be ordering an asylum closure programme. It never happened. After that speech, Powell never ever returned to the subject of asylums. According to the archivist responsible for the Powell papers, after the Water Towers speech, there are no further mentions of asylums or psychiatry in Powell’s papers.
Powell’s intended asylum closure was part of the wider ‘Hospital Plan’ which was laid before Parliament on 23rd January 1962. This also proposed the development of 90 new hospitals from scratch and the upgrading of 134. The Hospital Plan went out for consultation with the Top Docs and as usual, it was soon realised that it would cost vastly more to implement than at first thought. In 1966 the plan was revised as the Hospital Programme and parts of it went ahead. The part that did not go ahead was the closure of the asylums. But then someone back in the early 1960s when Powell was still Minister of Health told Powell to drop that subject and never return to it.
By the time that the plan had been revised as the Hospital Programme, Dafydd’s mate Sir Kenneth Robinson had become Minister of Health. Powell served as Minister of Health, July 1960-Oct 1063, under Harold Macmillan, during the Profumo Affair. Previous posts have discussed the role of Dafydd and his predecessors in the Profumo Affair.
Powell was succeeded as Minister of Health by Anthony Barber, Oct 1963-64, under Alec Douglas-Home. Barber later served as Chairman of the Conservative Party, 1967-70 and then as Chancellor of the Exchequer, 1970-74, under Heath. Barber had worked for the security services during WW II and was a barrister, a member of Inner Temple. Other members of Inner Temple include Lord Michael Havers, whom it has now been admitted blocked the prosecution of members of the Westminster Paedophile Ring when Havers was Attorney General (see previous posts); Michael Havers’s sister, Lord Elizabeth Butler-Sloss, who’s talents were put to good use when she concealed the havoc that Dafydd’s partners-in-crime caused in Cleveland in 1987 (see previous posts, including ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas And The Culprits Were Named’); Sir Cecil Havers, the High Court judge and father of Michael and Elizabeth.
Darwinism in action:
Sir Cecil Havers
The Baroness Butler-Sloss
The Lord Havers
The species Havers (Lawyers corruptensis) has evolved into other species, such as Luvvies:
Lawyers corruptensis has mated with another species, Very Rich Owners Of Supermarkets Who Are Donors To Political Parties:
The Lord Sainsbury of Preston Candover
As any fule kno, two different species cannot mate and produce fertile offspring. As far as I can find out, Lawyers corruptensis have not produced fertile offspring with Very Rich Owners Of Supermarkets Who Are Donors To Political Parties, but if any readers know differently, please enlighten me, because it’ll be a biological first and the world of science needs to know about it.
Anthony Barber left front line politics in Oct 1974 and received a peerage in January 1975 as Baron Barber. Anthony Barber served as Chairman of Standard Chartered Bank, 1974-87, where future PM John Major was his personal assistant. John Major who was the PM who oversaw the enormous cover-up that was the Waterhouse Inquiry. It was also while John Major was PM that Mary Wynch was finally ruined by Michael Howard at the Home Office, although Mary had proven and won her case. See previous posts.
In 1987, Barber was appointed to be a Deputy Lieutenant of West Yorkshire, part of Jimmy Savile’s crime empire. Barber was also a director of BP, 1979-88. He visited Nelson Mandela in prison, and was a member of the Franks Committee that investigated the Falklands War (see previous posts). In 1991, Lord Barber became chair of the RAF Benevolent Association’s appeal for the 50th anniversary of the Battle of Britain, which raised £26 million. Barber was one of those who benefited as a result of Macmillan’s ‘Knight of the Long Knives’ in July 1962.
Barber served as the Tory MP for Doncaster, 1951-64 and then for Altrincham and Sale, 1965-74. Doncaster was on the territory of Jimmy Savile Central and Altrincham and Sale was on the north Wales/Cheshire turf of Dafydd’s gang. The bent barrister George Carman QC, who was assisting Dafydd’s gang and Savile, as well as the wider Westminster Paedophile Ring, lived in the Altrincham and Sale area until he moved to London in 1979 after successfully defending Mr Thrope at the Old Bailey. Some of the bent police officers and other corrupt professional people involved with the gang lived in the same area. See eg. posts ‘Top of the Cops’ and ‘A Stalker’s Network’. Barber was Chairman of Redfearn National Glass, 1967-70, with which his wife Jean’s family was connected. Barber’s brothers Noel was a well-known journalist and novelist and his brother Kenneth became Secretary of Midland Bank.
David Wyn Williams, Chairman of the North Wales Business Club, who died a few days ago, was formerly the Regional Director of the Midland Bank in north Wales. I was told for years that Dafydd’s gang had solicitors and bank managers on board and put people out of business who crossed their path. Some five years ago I saw documents in relation to one person who had spilt the paedophiles’ pints who, after years of running a successful business, found themselves in dire straits. This person knew that at least one bank manager had broken the law in his dealings with him, so he took advantage of a commercial lawyer friend who was visiting from Australia. The lawyer friend spent a few hours going through documentation and could only draw one conclusion: that the wrongdoing was so great that everybody involved was on board with it. Those involved were Gwynedd County Council, three different firms of solicitors in Gwynedd and HSBC, formerly known as the Midland Bank.
Anthony Barber died in Suffolk in 2005. Suffolk and Essex were the location of a long-standing abuse ring with which Rab Butler colluded. It involved Dr John W. Paulley and his wife Deirdre. The Hervey family seat is in Suffolk and the notorious John Jermyn Hervey aka Lord Bristol who died youngish after a life of class A drugs, rent boys and HIV spent most of his life in Suffolk. John’s brother Nicholas died young while in the care of Top Docs; Nicholas was very different to his brother but he knew names and details. Before John Allen opened his first children’s home in north Wales, he lived in Suffolk. See post ‘The Vermin Club’.
Dafydd’s mate Sir Kenneth Robinson succeeded Anthony Barber as Minister of Health, Oct 1964-Nov 1968. Robinson served as President of the National Association for Mental Health (MIND) during the 1960s/early 70s, although all mention of Robinson has now disappeared from MIND’s website. Robinson succeeded Rab Butler as President of MIND, Rab having been appointed the first President in 1946. The Chair of MIND, 1963-69, was Lord Balniel and the Vice-Chair was Lady Adrian, 1962-66. There was then a vacancy for the position of Vice-Chair until 1967, when Dr David Clark took up the post and remained until 1975. The Chief Exec of MIND, 1951-64, was Mary Applebey. Lady Juliet Bingley was Chair, 1978-84. Tessa Jowell was Deputy Director of MIND, during the 1970s, at the time when paedophiles’ rights activists were giving sessions at MIND conferences. All of these people knew what Dafydd and Gwynne, as well as their colleagues at St George’s, the Maudsley and other hospitals who were running linked gangs were doing. Rab Butler went back such a long way that he colluded with the organised abuse that gave rise to Dafydd et al. I have blogged in detail in previous posts about Rab, the Bingleys and Tessa Jowell, as well as Dafydd’s mate Professor Hugh Freeman who served as Vice-Chair of MIND when Dafydd and Tony Francis were In Need, but I still have more digging to do re the Ancients such as Lord Balniel, Lady Adrian etc. Of course Dafydd’s pal Lord David Ennals held a number of senior roles at MIND throughout the 1970s and 80s…
Powell made the Water Towers speech to the National Association for Mental Health in March 1961, when Dafydd’s mates were well on the way to colonising MIND completely. No wonder Powell dropped the subject and never returned to it. Powell would have had good reason to do so when it was explained to him that MIND was a cover for organised abuse, including the Westminster Paedophile Ring, because Powell has been named as someone who was abusing children/young people. Powell was the maverick MP for Wolverhampton South West, 1950-74, who famously spent time raising his own concerns and those of his constituents re immigration. Immigration of non-white people to be specific. He did not mention the organised abuse of kids and vulnerable people in his constituency, which was carried out by partners of Dafydd’s gang. Powell was notorious for declaring war on his former colleagues in the Tory Party over Europe – he was an anti-European – and he left the Tory Party in 1974. He served as the Ulster Unionist MP for South Down, 1974-87. Powell knew all about the elite paedophile ring at Kincora Boys’ Home in Belfast but didn’t mention it, although he’d have finished off all of his political enemies if he had…
So why did Enoch Powell of Suspected Gay Paedophilia, who served as an MP in N Ireland, not breathe a word about the paedophile ring at Kincora which was alleged to involve Sir Anthony Blunt, Lord Louis Mountbatten, senior members of the British Armed Forces as well as Whitehall and Westminster figures, when by doing so he could have landed such an effective blow on so many of those whom he loathed and wanted to see out of office?
NB: C or M or Dickwit. There was only one flaw with your Cunning Plan. As the whole bloody lot of them were too frightened to challenge the Top Doctors who were running the abuse ring, it didn’t really matter whom you installed as PM did it?
The Wind Of No Change… From Galen Until The Present, there’ll be a murderous idiot of a Top Doc near you.
Powell lost his seat to the Social Democratic and Labour Party in 1987 but remained involved in politics. He supported Thatch’s anti-European stance and on 16 May 1994, Powell spoke at the Bruges Group. Professor Richard Howarth of UCNW, the agricultural economist who worked in the most dysfunctional, incompetent Dept of Agriculture of any UK university but nonetheless became an adviser to Thatcher after Brown and I refused to drop our complaints about Gwynne the lobotomist et al, was involved with the Bruges Group. See previous posts for info re Richard Howarth and his mates Richard Body MP and Professor Terry Thomas.
Enoch Powell suffered from Parkinsons in his final years, but he remained active, engaged and writing. He was hospitalised several times as a result of a succession of falls. A few hours after his final admission to hospital, he 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”. These were his last recorded words. On 8 February 1998 Powell died aged 85 at the King Edward VII Hospital for Officers in Westminster. His study of the Gospel of John remained unfinished.
Powell died two months after Ronnie Waterhouse finished hearing the evidence from former kids in care in north Wales who were denounced as liars by everyone. Ronnie began writing his Report at the beginning of 1998.
The Chair of the Trustees of the King Edward VII Hospital for Officers was/is Lord Simon Glenarthur. (The hospital is now known as King Edward VII’s Hospital Sister Agnes.) Glenarthur was/is a Director of the MDU, the MDU which supplied Dafydd and the Drs Francis with legal advice with regard to obtaining High Court injunctions against me and then seeking to have me imprisoned for allegedly breaching those injunctions although the MDU knew that Dafydd and the Drs Francis were perjuring themselves, forging documents and planting evidence. Simon Glenarthur was a junior Minister in the Dept of Health, June 1983-March 1985, when havoc reigned in north Wales and the security services came after Brown, me and our friends. It was Glenarthur who was responsible for carrying out Thatch’s orders to purchase blood products from the US for NHS use, although the British Gov’t had been told by the Top Docs that these products were infected with Hep B. They were also infected with HIV and thousands of NHS patients became infected as a result, many of whom have now died. Glenarthur might not have understood the consequences of using those blood products, but the Top Docs did and they did not warn the public. They just ensured that they and their families didn’t receive the infected blood products.
Now don’t you worry dear, oops sorry, I mean Mr Powell, we’ll look after you.
Glenarthur is a Military man who has served as/is the Director of numerous companies and who has held many senior roles in the British Army. I expect rather more of people who hold high rank in the British Army, Simon Glenarthur is a disgrace. See previous posts for the many pies in which Glenarthur’s fingers are to be found and for the bottomless pit of slurry over which he presided at the Dept of Health. After joining in the death and destruction there, Glenarthur was a junior Minister in the Home Office, 27 March 1984- 10 September 1986, while the Home Office colluded with the Westminster Paedophile Ring and Dafydd’s gang.
The 6th Duke of Westminster was also a man who held high rank in the British Army and who knew Glenarthur.
Lord Simon, if you know anything about the unexpected and untimely death of Brown’s dad, Col Keith Brown, during the Waterhouse Inquiry, with whom you might well have rubbed noses what with Col Brown having met some pretty disgusting people at events such as Buck House garden parties and TA dos, please let us know. Brown thinks it was the Top Docs wot dun it again, the only way that they could have got Keith would be via the tablets that he was taking for minor conditions. For God’s sake Glenarthur, Col Brown was on an IRA hit list in the 1970s, he hobnobbed with Chief Constables etc and His Own bumped him off.
To return to the Pioneering Lady Doctor, Rosemary Rue. Her territory extended to Hertfordshire, which was where Lady Juliet Bingley and her family who did so many favours for Dafydd and the gang lived.
In 1965, Rue was offered the job of Senior Assistant Medical Officer for the Oxford region, running that region’s Health Authority. In the early 1960s ‘new money was allocated by the government to rebuild the crumbling medical system’ in the UK. Dr Rue ‘ensured that Oxford got a fair share’. I very much doubt that Oxford was ever in any danger of not getting a fair share of the dosh from Sir Kenneth Robinson’s Hospital Programme, particularly as Oxford was the location of, you’ve guessed it, organised abuse. The abuse of children in care at Oxford was concealed by senior social worker Barbara Kahan and her husband psychiatrist Dr Vladimir Kahan. Babs was part of a network of people who colluded with abuse and at least two of Babs’s colleagues, Louis Minister and Peter Righton, were abusing children themselves. Babs had been Minster’s manager and between 1975 and 1984, Minster worked for Richmond County Council, becoming Director of Social Services. See previous posts. Peter Righton was a social work academic who worked at Keele University and at institutions in Malta, who used his work to advocate sexual relationships between adults and children. See previous posts. Babs was appointed as a Gov’t children’s social work adviser to Sir Keith Joseph, Secretary of State for the DHSS under Heath and Babs remained as a Gov’t adviser as well as an adviser to children’s charidees etc until into the 1990s. See post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’.
My post ‘R.I.P. Julia Grant And Many More’ supplied details of the network of paedophiles’ friends who were related to and friends/colleagues of Dr Cynthia Phillips, who ended her own distinguished career as the Principal Medical Officer for Oxfordshire Health Authority. Cynthia was the daughter of Lennox Broster, one of the Top Docs who was instrumental in developing a new speciality for the gang’s branch at Charing Cross Hospital, that of Expertise In Transgender Matters. Broster and his pals were completely insensitive to the distress of patients ill at ease with their gender, but they were really brilliant at selling gender reassignment surgery to patients from across the globe who had a lot of dosh… I haven’t yet accessed the dates of Cynthia’s occupancy of the Top Job in Oxfordshire, but from what I have read, she was probably in that post during the 1970s. She will have definitely known Rosemary Rue.
In 1972 Rosemary Rue became one of the founders of the Faculty of Community Health (now the Faculty of Public Health), which brought together academic bodies such as the London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine, community health Top Docs and organisations such as the Public Health Laboratory Services (PHLS). She served as the PHLS Regional Medical Officer from 1973–84, and Regional General Manager from 1984−88.
The PHLS while Rosemary was a Senior Manager for them was in a dreadful state and the general public were never ever told. There was a severe shortage of staff because the pay was so bad – the pay really was bad, much worse than that of Angels – and mistakes were common because chaos reigned. The staff who could bear to stay in the service on a long term basis were members of unions who’s reps were using their knowledge of the wrongdoing of the Top Doctors to exert political muscle and build their own careers. Ken Livingston was a rep of one of the unions involved. The PHLS was in a very sorry state in places like London, Oxford, Cambridge and Bristol; elsewhere it was ludicrous. As ever within the NHS, unions and cadres of staff all blackmailed and bullied each other and rational people just left those jobs when it became clear that this was far more than a little local difficulty.
In her last few years, Dame Rosemary continued to take an active interest in health service matters, despite both breast and colon cancer. She died, aged 76, at her cottage in Stanton St John, Oxfordshire in Dec 2004, aged 76. She was survived by her two sons.
The obituary supplied for Dame Rosemary’s on the Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives of the Fellows’ online also tells us that:
…Rosemary Rue had an enormous influence on medicine and the health service, both within the Oxford region (Oxfordshire, Berkshire, Buckinghamshire and Northamptonshire) and nationally.
Rosemary will have known about the neglectful, lying psychiatrists at St Andrew’s Hospital, Northampton, whom many people believe were responsible for a serious miscarriage of justice in 1985 (see post ‘Family Annihilation’).
She stayed at the ORHB when it became the Oxford Regional Health Authority (ORHA) in the mid 1970s, and became regional medical officer. Subsequently, in 1983, she was appointed as its first regional general manager when these posts were created following the Griffiths report on NHS management (1983). She was the only woman and the only doctor to be appointed to one of these 14 powerful positions.
The Griffiths Report led to Thatcher’s ‘reforming’ of the NHS. It simply involved creating a new cadre of highly paid powerful managers, many of whom were the deeply corrupt not very able pen pushers who had previously been called administrators. Their job titles changed, their pay rocketed and the civil war between them and the Top Docs reached new heights. The two groups had never liked each other, but giving Alun Davies and Keith Thomson in Gwynedd huge salaries and grandiose job titles was absolutely not a solution to the criminality of Dafydd and the Docs… See previous posts. If Rosemary Rue was given one of those senior managers jobs that Thatch created in the wake of the Griffiths Report, Rue was definitely being used to cover up an Everest of crap in Oxfordshire. Rue was not the ‘only woman and only doctor’ to bag one of those jobs because she was as Marvellous as the Queen Mother, it was because she was a useful idiot and a bit of good PR, ooh a Lady Doctor too!
Amid the genocide in north Wales, some Nice Young Doctors arrived from Oxfordshire. One was Richard Tranter – his wife Siobhan Tranter, a Lovely Young Nurse arrived with him – and another was Dr Mike Jackson, a clinical psychologist. Richard and Mike Jackson weren’t insane like Dafydd or utterly stupid like so many of the Top Docs in north Wales, but after a few years it became obvious to a number of people, including me, that Richard and Mike were just using their greater ability and nicer manners to conceal the wrongdoing, the abuse and neglect and research fraud even more effectively. Richard scarpered for New Zealand a few years ago when he heard that I had called lawyers in, acquired my records and would be publishing as soon as I could. Previous posts have provided details of Richard, Siobhan and Mike’s activities, including that time when Richard did all that he could to persuade me to take a combination of drugs which he knew were neurotoxic and would have resulted in serious damage to my health and possibly death…
Richard and Mike didn’t know this but there was a student at Bangor University some 10 years ago who’s brother was a clin psy in Oxfordshire and he told her that there was an abuse ring in operation there, it had been in existence a long time and that because all of the ‘professionals’ were concealing it, he was going to resign.
There’s not only the reputation of the Dreaming Spires to consider, but what about these Oxfordshire politicians?
The Lord Hurd of Westwell
See previous posts for the involvement of these very guilty men in colluding with serious criminality…
As for the Dreaming Spires,
The Earl of Stockton
Chancellor of Oxford University, 1960-86
The Lord Jenkins of Hillhead, Chancellor of Oxford University, 1987-2003
The Lord Patten of Barnes
Lord Patten of Barnes is quite used to bombs exploding around him wherever he goes, but can he explain why Oxford University gave a home to Professor Mark Williams after Williams invented Mindfulness when he worked with Dafydd’s gang in north Wales and why Lady Lavender Patten of Barnes was Patron of Mark Williams’s Oxford Mindfulness Centre while her husband was Chancellor of the University employing Mark Williams?
Rosemary Rue’s most enduring legacy is almost certainly the changes she brought about which enabled women doctors to develop careers at the same time as having a family. In the Oxford region she set up a variety of part-time training schemes and ‘retainer arrangements’ which allowed women to take maternity leave without sacrificing all hope of returning to a career path.
Bugger the abuse and neglect of patients, it’s our own careers that are important.
In order to do this she had to persuade and cajole local consultants and the medical Royal Colleges to support her.
They won’t have supported her out of the kindness of heir hearts or because she won them over with arguments based on fairness and equity. There will have been dirty deals behind the scenes which will have involved agreeing to remain silent about malpractice and wrongdoing and certain people gaining promotion, people who might even have been working in institutions hundreds of miles away from Rosemary…
These schemes soon gained wider attention, and eventually they became standard practice all over the country. In 1953 Rosemary Rue had lost her job as a doctor simply for being married.
Yes, it was disgusting, but it didn’t result in Rosemary challenging the worst injustices.
Forty years later, not only were such attitudes and practices confined to the pages of history, but largely thanks to Rosemary Rue’s efforts, women medical graduates could chose to pursue any branch of medicine and know that they would not be at a disadvantage.
Try telling that to women in surgery, even today. They are still discriminated against, this is not an issue that has been hyped up by Millie Tants, women have a hard time in surgery. Rosemary also ignored the shocking levels of racism which are endemic in medicine and as for class discrimination, that is so common that it is accepted as part of life.
Rosemary Rue was elected president of the Medical Women’s Federation in 1982.
Another of her legacies is the development of health services for Milton Keynes. Milton Keynes was designated as a ‘new town’ in 1967 and over the next 25 years grew from a green field site to a town with a population of some 200,000. Rosemary Rue’s vision was pivotal throughout this period in planning and implementing appropriate health services for the new town, as well as balancing those in the surrounding areas.
Brown worked in Milton Keynes for a few years. Not only did Brown spot the usual horrors in the health and care services in Milton Keynes but one of his colleagues at Milton Keynes was shafted by one Professor Fergus Lowe, while they were both working on a project for Unilever. Fungus was based at Bangor University for his entire career and he built his empire on overthrowing Dafydd’s influence in the School of Psychology and then blackmailing everyone whom Fungus knew had colluded with Dafydd and the gang. Including some big wigs at Unilever. See eg. ‘Feet In Chains’.
Those who were lucky enough to work with Rosemary will always be grateful for the experience. She had a quiet determination and shrewd political judgement, and usually managed to achieve her objectives.
Dame Rosemary would have been able to explain why so many rather mediocre people became Professors at Oxford University after discovering what Dafydd et al were doing.
The Lord Patten of Barnes
She had a broad knowledge of health services, and was equally at home discussing the latest surgical technology or the provision of community mental health services for the elderly.
I’d have liked Rosemary to have shown me that ‘provision’, because in most areas of the UK, that provision consisted of the elderly mentally ill sitting in a room in their own urine being ignored for hours on end. Which was what had happened to them before Dame Rosemary revolutionised healthcare when they were housed in places like Ely Hospital that caused public outrage in 1969 (see post ‘All The Ingredients Of A Scandal’).
The NHS itself expected mental health patients to sit in their own urine. How do I know? Because in the 1990s, every chair for patients in the day centre at the Hergest Unit was one of those chairs coated in very thick brightly coloured plastic to withstand industrial incontinence. My mate with a sense of humour thought that it was hysterical; we used to do our fieldwork in Ysbyty Gwynedd and point out all the surreal things to each other, including the Chairs For The Incontinent. There wasn’t anyone who was incontinent attending the day centre because it wasn’t for elderly people, but we got the Incontinence Chairs anyway. Furthermore, the day centre was part of the Hergest ‘flagship’ Unit, completed in 1993. So a supply of Incontinence Chairs was prioritised. My friend and I were sitting on the Incontinence Chairs laughing at the concept when my friend first saw Dr David Healy. Dr Healy arrived in Gwynedd in about 1991, but my friend didn’t experience life as an Empowered Service User until 1993. David Healy was a Nice Young Doctor with a sort of trendy floppy hair style as opposed to Dafydd and he had quite a following among female patients. So there we were rolling about laughing at the Incontinence Chairs and Dr Healy walked past at speed and my mate yelled out ‘Christ, Cliff Richard’s turned up here now’. I had worked with Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain of the People Trafficking Ring at St George’s Hospital Medical School by then; Chamberlain was mates with Cilla, who was of course mates with Cliff, but I didn’t know about the Cliff connection in those days.
The NHS is not the only institution to follow a policy of ‘one size fits all and it’s incontinence provision’. Aston University did as well, when Brown was an undergrad. All the mattresses in the halls of residence at Aston had plastic covers which could not be removed and Brown used to say ‘oh yes, we students are an incontinent lot’.
She worked hard, seldom leaving her office in the ORHA building (now officially called the Rosemary Rue building) before 7.30 pm and often a great deal later. Those who were still in the building would often put their heads around the door later in the evening in the hope of being rewarded with some good conversation about the issues of the day and a glass of cold dry sherry.
Rosemary Rue went on to a very active ‘retirement’ in 1988. At various times she was president of the Faculty of Community Medicine (now Public Health), president of the BMA (from 1990 to 1991),
So Rosemary was President of the BMA while my career was being ruined at St George’s, while another witness from my UCNW days was shafted when he was working for Big Pharma, while the BMA were giving Dafydd, Tony Francis and other members of the gang advice on how to refuse to respond to my complaints and instead prosecute me on the basis of their perjury. See previous posts eg. ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’. Then there were the paedophile rings facilitated by Top Docs in north Wales and St George’s, as well as the Maudsley… the bodies of kids in care and psych patients turning up across north Wales… The hundreds of complaints that were ignored…
professor of public health at the London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine (when it was going through some difficult times and needed a steady hand),
Oh just call Rosemary… The London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine unlawfully withdrew a place on an MSc course that they had offered me in 1986. That place disappeared after I told Dr D.G.E. Wood that I’d received it. Since I began this blog I received info letting me know that was not a coincidence.
chairman of the Margaret Pyke Foundation and of the Wyndham Housing Association, and a vice president of the Alzheimer’s Society. She was actively involved with the Family Welfare Association and with the Worshipful Society of Apothecaries.
When I lived in Harringay during 1986-87, I volunteered for the Family Welfare Association after seeing adverts locally. The project was supporting women who were recovering from severe depression and I discovered that all the volunteers, like me, had volunteered on the grounds of ‘well I was just abandoned when that happened to me, surely there must be a better way’. The social worker who led the project seemed very nice, not barking mad a la Gwynedd Social Services, but I didn’t continue with the volunteering. Like some of the other volunteers, I found myself hassled by ne’r do wells. I know now that those hassling me at least were linked to a gang in north London which were linked to Dafydd et al. Dafydd had named contacts in Haringey Social Services, which were of course a by-word for abuse and neglect. See previous posts. Of course, the social worker for the FWA will have been well aware of what the NHS and Social Services in Haringey were doing to people. It might have been why she preferred to work for the FWA, but as with those working for charidees in north Wales, she would not have remained in even that job if she had dared blow the whistle on any of it…
She was made a Dame of the British Empire in 1989.
A reward for the loyal years of service. In the spring of 1989, I began my job at St George’s, which I have been told recently was a carefully planned trap to lure me in and then get me out of medical research for good.
You’re disgusting really aren’t you Dafydd?
In her last few years Rosemary continued to take an active interest in health service matters, despite having to deal with both breast and colon cancer, which she did with immense courage.
She’ll have had no choice, the research had all been faked for years so the treatment didn’t work and as Rosemary knew herself, the labs were in chaos – she was after all responsible for it – so cancer was often not diagnosed as early as it should have been.
She died at the age of 76, at the cottage in Stanton St John which had been her home for nearly 40 years, supported by her sons and grandchildren, of whom she had always been immensely proud.
Dame Rosemary’s obituary in the Indie provided yet more titbits.
Here’s the summary of her glorious career in white collar crime: Elsie Rosemary Laurence, medical practitioner: born Hutton, Essex 14 June 1928; Assistant County Medical Officer and part-time paediatrician, Hertfordshire 1960-65; hospital doctor, Oxfordshire 1965-73; Assistant Regional Medical Officer, Oxford Regional Hospital Board (later Oxford Regional Health Authority) 1965-71, Senior Assistant Medical Officer 1971-73, Regional Medical Officer 1973-88, Regional General Manager 1984-88; CBE 1977; seconded as Professor of Community Health, London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine 1980-82; President, Medical Women’s Federation 1982-83; President, Faculty of Community Medicine 1986-89; DBE 1989; President, British Medical Association 1990-91; FRCS 1994; married 1950 Roger Rue (two sons; marriage dissolved); died Stanton St John, Oxfordshire 24 December 2004.
…she decided on medicine as a career. This desire was fuelled by frequent visits to an aunt who ran a girl guide company among underprivileged children in Hackney…
Hackney had long since been the site of organised abuse and it became part of Dafydd’s business empire from the 1960s onwards… Top Docs, social workers, Councillors and politicians in the East End were fully on board as was Lord Elwyn-Jones, who was the vehicle between Wales and the East End. See previous posts. Peter Shore MP was particularly useful, as was his wife Elizabeth Shore, who was a Top Doc and served as Deputy Chief Medical Officer for England, 1977-84. Dafydd’s mate Lord David Ennals was Secretary of State for the DHSS, 1976-79. See post ‘R.I.P. Julia Grant and Many More’.
Ah the doctors they resigned! Call Uncle Harry, Julian Tudor-Spart, Santo Jeger and the many other pals of Dafydd who were Committed To The Poor. See previous posts.
…In Oxford she hit a brick wall as the town’s hospitals didn’t employ married women. She found a job at an out-of-town long-stay hospital in Cowley Road
It will have been a truly grim asylum, or institution for the elderly or learning disabled.
when she didn’t mention the marriage or the baby. She employed a nanny at home to look after her new-born son and shared a flat adjoining the hospital with another doctor, rushing home in her time off to breast-feed.
So Rosemary was the sort of Top Doc who rocked up at the North Wales Hospital; living on the site of a dreadful institution, having taken the job because she couldn’t get anything else and was unable to make any difference to the lives of her patients.
Her flatmate, who was male and Ceylonese, helped her in so far as he could.
Shades of Denbigh again; entrenched racism in medicine meant that overseas graduates tended to end up working in such places.
The hospital’s senior doctors were inspirationally committed to patients and ruthless at disregarding red tape.
This was Dafydd’s line. All laws were flagrantly breached while he Helped Inspirationally. By illegally imprisoning the victims of a sex abuse ring in a dungeon.
Dr Lionel Cosin got bedridden patients back on their feet, and rehabilitated long-stay patients who had been written off.
I know that this is unlikely to have been true, unless of course Lionel’s patients, in the spirit of north Wales, were not irretrievable and had been refused appropriate care by abusive colleagues. After all, I had manic depressive insanity which only returned when Dafydd’s mates unlawfully imprisoned me. People were gobsmacked at my miraculous recoveries between my bouts of manic depressive insanity, when I completed postgrad degrees and held down professional jobs. Then WHOOPS, my manic depressive insanity reared its head again. Just as I gathered more evidence and made further complaints about Dafydd et al. I will do some digging re Lionel.
He also let Rosemary spend an afternoon a week taking a psychiatry course.
Instead of having her hair done. It sounds like the CBT or Counselling Courses that the Angels do before it is stated that they are Trained.
It all ended when someone spilled the beans about the husband and the baby. She was sacked on the spot. The Ceylonese doctor was hit – by a senior doctor – for his presumption in sharing a flat with a white woman.
Jesus Christ. There wasn’t a prosecution then??? Er – but Rosemary eventually found herself at the top of the medicine tree after all this adversity, a tree in which she ignored the abuse and hardship still experienced by others…
Dr Lionel eliciting amazing recoveries in patients beyond all hope…Rosemary’s Ceylonese friend being smacked in the chops by a racist senior Top Doc employed in the hell-hole? I suspect that Rosemary’s career success was predicated on the method employed by so many whom I have discussed on this blog who knew what happened to me…
‘I’m going to tell… I’m going to tell…’
Ooh now there’s no need to get upset Rosemary, this is just one unfortunate incident, that Ceylonese ‘friend’ of yours has returned to his own country now..
DAME Rosemary here we come!!!
I am interested that although reference is made to ‘Rosemary’s husband’, no details of the husband are supplied anywhere. We know that Rosemary was sharing a flat with a Ceylonese man who was looking after Rosemary’s baby and who was then smacked in the chops by a Top Doc… Was the Ceylonese man Rosemary’s other half who was thumped for shagging One Of Our Women? I’m also wondering whether Rosemary might have been an unmarried mother, which was why she was treated so badly, kept her baby a secret and why no details of her husband are provided anywhere.
GP jobs were hard to find in 1952, but a GP who met Rue on the psychiatry course offered her a job in the industrial part of town.
I bet he did. Rosemary probably had a choice of jobs for the first time in her life. Jobs associated with psychiatry in Oxford, where the psychiatric services were concealing child abuse…
There, in 1954, she contracted polio from a patient. The disease was by then all but eradicated and she was the last person to get it in Oxford.
That was very unfortunate, what with Rosemary have so much crap on them all and just having received a bit of a break for once. Rosemary’s experiences are as bizarre as my own, but I’ve not been given a job running Oxfordshire Health Authority and the title of Dame.
Please Lilibet, if you’re reading this, I DON’T WANT IT!!! I’m not Rosemary, I won’t be keeping quiet in return for a gong.
With one useless leg and barely able to walk with her calipers and crutches, or to carry a medical bag, she briefly taught chemistry and biology in a girls’ school. She applied for medical jobs, drove to the interview, and if she was unable to get up the steps to the front door would phone and say she’d accepted another job.
By then – 1955 – she was separated from her husband and went to live with her parents in Hertfordshire. Their local, single-handed GP had undergone a leg amputation for cancer sarcoma and needed a part-time partner. At the interview he was hopping around on a pylon as he didn’t find his artificial limb helpful,
Although he’ll have known how useless they were when he and his colleagues distributed them to patients.
and he was pleased to find her: together they had two legs. General practice in 1955 was diverse and demanding: people gave birth at home, patients distrusted hospitals,
With good reason. Even Rosemary came to grief at their hands.
and hospitals didn’t want patients aged over 60.
My how things haven’t changed.
She was also medical officer to the RAF at Bovingdon.
Rosemary will have been witness/party to yet more wrongdoing there.
She moved on in 1960, becoming Assistant County Medical Officer for Hertfordshire and part-time paediatrician in Watford. Here, she said, she learned the importance of properly integrated medical and social services
The integration of those services oiled the wheels of organised abuse. Hence social worker Barbara Kahan and her Top Doc husband were able to become a double act.
and spent an academic term at the Institute of Child Health in London…
Malpractice and abuse had become sufficiently embedded by then that the people teaching in such institutions – as on ‘psychiatry courses’ – were in on it…
…She soon realised that all hospitals had basic architectural needs, such as the width of corridors and the gizmo in the panel at the bedheads, and designed basic modules that could be incorporated into every hospital, which cut down on architect bills and meant that the best designs were repeated everywhere.
The best designs which had to be replaced by hospitals of different designs because Rosemary’s best designs weren’t that good. Rosemary wasn’t a builder or an architect, so it is not entirely surprising that the best designs were later scrapped. I was told a curious tale some time ago, of the Top Docs at Ysbyty Gwynedd having a say in the design of the Hergest Unit. Being the Top Docs they all fought among themselves, but eventually Hergest was built. As the Hergest Unit sunk under the allegations of patient abuse and the death rate soared, the gang maintained that the building was at fault, it was All Wrong and Always Had Been. That is not what was said when the Hergest was built, it was the Top Docs’ pride and joy, people were given conducted tours and photos appeared in the press. The abuse at Denbigh was blamed on the building. The abuse at Tawel Fan was blamed on the building. Where had the staff at the Hergest and Tawel Fan been recruited from? Denbigh. Where the building ran a trafficking ring and illegally arrested the victims and then locked them inside of itself.
Milton Keynes was the first modern hospital to be built de novo: entire teams of medical, nursing and ancillary staff had to start from scratch on the same day. The new town was also a marvellous opportunity to build a health service that started from the patients and GPs, with community services and hospitals to support them in an inverted pyramid, rather than working from the top downwards.
Wasn’t Milton Keynes famous for its anomie and thus it was a case of Never Again? Decades down the line, Fungus Lowe was reaping the rewards though.
Rue persuaded the government to fund this by cutting the budgets of the London teaching hospitals, arguing logically that they were having to tout for patients as the capital’s population decreased.
The only way that a Lady Doctor with family responsibilities, a severe disability and a career history like Rosemary’s could have nabbed the dosh destined for the London teaching hospitals would be in the event of Rosemary having some really top class dirt on some top class people…
In Oxford, she had been the first regional medical officer to recognise the public health threat of Aids and to insist that no blood was given for transfusion unless it had undergone the newly developed test for the virus…
So DAME Rosemary knew what Lord Glenarthur had done just before AIDS was flagged up as a public health risk and DAME Rosemary made a point of covering her arse.
…she recently argued that the reason that the Sars respiratory virus outbreak had been effectively stopped was that the director-general of the World Health Organisation, Gro Harlem Brundtland, was public-health trained.
Wasn’t the reason for the non-epidemic of SARS that the predictions were hopelessly inaccurate because fundamental errors were made? I don’t think that anyone stopped the SARS epidemic, it just didn’t happen as expected. If Gro was the person responsible, why did Gro miss so many other public health risks?
She was elected to Fellowship of all the medical college…
The Dame had them all by the knackers.
She was a founding Fellow of Green College, Oxford
Of which Dafydd’s enormous umbrella Lord John Walton, the Bastard of Newcastle-upon-Tyne – whom the Dame knew – was Warden, 1983-89. See previous posts.
and she was awarded the Jenner medal of the Royal Society of Health. She wrote papers on ward design, women in medicine, general practice, community hospitals, and individuals requiring security.
The Dame was probably personally advising Dafydd’s gang on the security required by me, it is certainly not impossible. Particularly with Professors Mark Williams and Tom Burns being given Chairs in Cunning at Oxford University after finding out what Dafydd was up to and had done to me in particular. See previous posts…
In an era when many doctors were suspended,
Top Docs are rarely suspended
usually for whistle-blowing
Except for whistleblowers
Rue suspended only one, a man who was subsequently imprisoned for sexually assaulting children…
In the light of how many Top Docs were involved in a huge trafficking ring with which the Dame worked and kept quiet about, I suggest that someone reopens the case of this Top Doc who was imprisoned. He could well have been fitted up by the Dame, in the way that a series of attempts were made by people known to the Dame to fit me up for very serious offences which would have seen me in prison for years had the efforts of Dafydd et al not constantly blown up in their faces as a result of their own fuckwittery. If a ‘service’ has been colonised by serious organised crime, it will not be the criminals who are convicted, it will be those whom the criminals want to ensure will never be listened to again. One very effective way of dong that is to fit them up for sexual assaults on children. It was done in north Wales and I know of cases. It was/is the MO of Dafydd’s gang, but it was difficult for them to do that with me because I’m female and I don’t look gruesome and wear a shell suit a la Vicky Pollard, so other allegations had to be made.
She was respected and loved,
Translate as ‘loathed, but she could really cause us problems…’
and always understated her achievements.
Which is why she was called DAME.
After her retirement in 1988, she was President of the BMA for a year, Vice-President of the Alzheimer’s Society, Chairman of the Wyndham Housing Association in Oxford and of the Margaret Pyke Trust, which is concerned with family planning and sexual health.
Understating her achievements all the way, as the DAME made the tea and emptied the bins. Why am I not surprised that the Dame was concerned with family planning and sexual health at a time when police investigations were beginning right across the country into sex abuse rings targeting kids in care? A Lady Doctor who had dedicated her career to Empowering other Wimmin! Who had some very unsavoury colleagues that she never raised any concerns about, although she knew the sort of things that they did because one of them punched an Indian man in the face for daring to have sex with a White Lady. I have known a lot of Lady Doctors of the Dame’s ilk. They are called ‘accessories’. Their role as accessories was known to the police but no patients were warned.
Chitra ‘became the first woman and first South Asian (“Asian” in British English) to head the BBC’. It’s just as well that Chitra’s wiki entry explains that South Asians are ‘Asians’ in British English, because now the other Trustees can do what Ruth Deech did to Merfyn when he stated that the BBC shouldn’t deal in racial or ethnic stereotypes; Ruth banged on about how when Ruth thinks of Wales she thinks of chapels, valleys, singing, Snowdonia and those Welsh women’s hats which are like witches hats with the top cut off, which were never worn by any mainstream Welsh women, they were an invention – along with the rest of the Welsh women’s national dress – of Lady Llanover, who insisted that her servants dressed up in that gear. However, plastic versions of the hats can be purchased from the shops in Rhyl in the summer if Ruth Deech would like one. Ruth Deech got her Welsh stereotypes muddled up, they were an interesting mix of north, south and west Wales. So I need to warn the BBC that ‘Asian’ covers Chinese people as well as people like Chitra.
Baroness Ruth Deech wearing the National Dress of Gresham Professors of Law:
Chitra was born in Madurai – not in China Ruth!! – and has lived in the UK since 1972. She was educated at Ewart School, Madras and Christian Medical College and Hospital, Vellore, qualifying as a Top Doc before moving to the UK in 1972. Between 1981 and 2000, Chitra was consultant clinical haematologist at Belfast City Hospital and was Deputy Director of the N Ireland Blood Transfusion Service. She was elected to the GMC in 1999 where she served on a number of panels including Chair of the Fitness to Practise Adjudication Panels.
In the early 1970s, the GMC allowed Dr Morris Fraser, a paedophile child psychiatrist to continue practising. Fraser later sexually assaulted children. Fraser was involved with Kincora Boys’ Home and then left N Ireland to work at Springfield Hospital (the mental health unit linked to St George’s Hospital Medical School) and UCL. Chitra was working as a Top Doc in the UK when the GMC let Fraser practice, although Chitra was not on the GMC at the time.
Chitra was on the GMC and concerned with Fitness to Practice hearings when I made complaints to the GMC about Dr Tony Roberts of the Hergest Unit and his colleague Dr Andy Jones. Roberts had ordered my key worker off of my case against both my and the key worker’s wishes and had appointed himself my Top Doctor although I told him clearly that I did not want him as a Top Doctor. Roberts ordered every other Top Doc not to treat me. In response to me phoning the out of hours GP service one night, the GP contacted the service and ordered them to do ‘Do Nothing’, although the GP had told Roberts that I was ‘suicidal ++++’. I didn’t receive that documentation until years later, all I knew was that a very nice Lady Doctor (yes she was nice amazingly enough) had told me that she would make enquiries and do her best to help but when I phoned back later as requested, a Rude Bastard answered, told me ‘she’s not here, she’s gone, good bye’ and slammed the phone down on me. I now have the documentation compiled by the Rude Bastard. He documented that I had ring back and he had told me that the other GP wasn’t available – although she was just leaving the building when I rang – and that I could always contact Tony Roberts and that the ‘call was then over’. The Rude Bastard is a lay preacher as well as a GP in the Caernarfon area.
While under Tony Roberts’s ‘care’ I was violently assaulted by three healthcare assistants and an Angel and injured. I was prevented from reporting the assault to the police and was kept in a locked ward until the bruises faded. I was then arrested on the orders of Roberts for ‘threatening to kill’ an NHS manager. Eight NHS staff perjured themselves but the charges were withdrawn on the first day of my trial nearly two years later, by which time I had lost my home and my job.
Tony Roberts’s colleague Andy Jones had been my neighbour for a number of years. I knew Andy to be violent and that his previous partner had left him because of this, taking their son and had denied Andy access to him. Andy had remarried and had two young children. Tony Roberts told me that as well as Roberts being my doctor, Andy would be as well. I told Roberts that I did not want Andy as my doctor and furthermore Andy had been my neighbour for years, he couldn’t be my doctor. Roberts quacked at me that Andy was my doctor whether I wanted it or not and waddled off. I later found out that Andy had documented upon my records that I had set fire to the hospital. I have never set fire to anywhere.
I subsequently made representation to the GMC – while Chitra was sitting on it – about Roberts and Andy. The GMC wrote to Ysbyty Gwynedd and received a letter from Keith Thomson, the CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust telling them that he had no concerns about Roberts or Andy and that I had made ‘outrageous allegations’ about the staff. The GMC refused to investigate. Years later my lawyer found a forged document in the possession of the GMC purporting to be a letter from me about Roberts and Jones. See post ‘The General Medical Council and Yet Another Forged Document’.
Andy Jones subsequently left his job at Ysbyty Gwynedd after he attacked his wife so violently that she was sectioned as a result of her distress. His children were taken into care on the grounds of serious neglect. I was told by a neighbour that Andy was working as a Top Doc in the US. Andy was finally removed from the Medical Register years later not long before I left Wales, after I told a GP that I knew about Andy’s violence and I knew that he had now lost access to three of his children because of it, that I had documentation demonstrating that the GMC and Ysbyty Gwynedd had known that he was violent and a danger to patients for years and that I would publish this. The GP told me that he would ring the GMC himself.
Ysbyty Gwynedd knew that Andy was unsuitable for employment before he went to Guy’s to begin his medical degree. He spent a year working as a porter at Ysbyty Gwynedd and during that time he was caught on a number of occasions having sex with other staff on hospital premises, during working hours. Andy’s brother worked in the Dept of Psychology at Bangor University and he knew Dafydd. I have been told that Andy was given that place at Guy’s in yet another ‘deal’ to buy the silence of people who knew what had happened to me back in the 1980s re Gwynne the lobotomist and Dafydd.
As for Tony Roberts, so many of his female patients killed themselves that it showed up as a statistical outlier; the highest rate of suicide among women in England and Wales outside of Camden. No-one could understand it because it was a rural area without the usual indicators for suicide. Except that Tony fucking Roberts was there. I was told by another mental health professional that Roberts was incapable of recognising illness or depression in women, he just told them all that they had borderline personality disorders and refused to treat them. They killed themselves in great numbers. Roberts was clinical director of the Hergest Unit. The death rate soared, there were complaints made to the Secretary of State for Wales and patients were even found dead on the wards. Still Roberts was not investigated.
Two very dangerous men Chitra. As a former President of the Medical Women’s Federation while there were demands for a public inquiry into the abuse of children in north Wales and while Dafydd and the gang perjured themselves, forged documentation and planted evidence in their efforts to have me imprisoned, could you explain why a few years later you popped you dreadful little head up at the GMC, where ONCE MORE you protected two members of a trafficking gang?
In 1996 – the year that William Hague announced the Waterhouse Inquiry – Bharucha moved into positions in the media industry, serving on the BBC Broadcasting Council for Northern Ireland until 1999. Chitra was there until just before Ronnie Waterhouse published the cover-up into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, which was linked to the abuse at Kincora Boys’ Home. In April 2001 Chitra was appointed as the N Ireland member of the Independent Television Commission, where she served until December 2003 when the ITC was subsumed into Ofcom and she became a member of the ASA Council in November 2004.
There’s nothing like a safe pair of hands is there Chitra?
In April 2002, Bharucha was appointed Chair of the Advisory Committee on Animal Feedingstuffs for the Food Standards Agency. I really don’t think that Chitra should even be let loose with the animals’ grub. She hasn’t got a very sound track record where Risk Assessment is concerned has she. Chitra is probably the person who OK’d the feeding of dead chickens ground up and mixed with other feed to be fed to chickens and similar practices.
In 2006 Chitra was appointed Lay Member of the Review Body for Judicial Complaints. Surely the appointment of Chitra as the first Woman Top Doc who is a Law Lord cannot be far away?
In October 2006, Bharucha was appointed as Vice Chairman of the BBC Trust. She was to be the Deputy to Michael Grade, the then BBC Chairman. Grade resigned soon after the formation of the Trust on 1 November 2006 and Bharucha became the Acting BBC Chairman, a position that she held until Sir Michael Lyons took over the Chairmanship on 1 May 2007. Bharucha stood down from her role as Vice Chairman of the Trust on 31 October 2010.
In the summer of 1985, Michael Grade and his mate Samuel Brittan, Leon Brittan’s brother, demanded that my friend’s head should roll when she was working at the Edinburgh Fringe’s box office and she refused to do a fiddle to bag Samuel Brittan a ticket and accommodation after the tickets had sold out and all accommodation was fully booked. Leon Brittan was Home Secretary at the time and Brown, I and our friends were under surveillance by the security services, because by that time, my battles with Dafydd’s gang had got out of hand. My friend’s mum and dad had been giving me advice re Dafydd’s gang, because they were health and social care professionals themselves. Then along came Michael Grade… My friend and the man whom she later married did begin careers in the media but they found gangsters after them and they were both forced out of the media in the early 1990s. See previous posts eg. ‘The Turn Of The Screw’. My friends had been at Stirling University with Jack McConnell, who later became FM of Scotland, who I have been told was behind much of the grief that my friends received. See previous posts.
Gordon Brown is pals with Jack McConnell and has been for years. Gordon was very nice to Jack, although he really hated some of Jack’s militant mates. See previous posts. Gordon Brown is married to Sarah, who was previously Sarah Macaulay. Sarah met Gordon via her PR company Hobsbawm Macaulay Communications, which did a lot of work for the Labour Party and trade unions. Sarah established Hobsbawm Macaulay with her friend from Camden School for Girls, Julia Hobsbawm. Julia’s dad Eric was a Marxist historian who, although a Commie himself, supported the Labour Party and unbelievably, the Windbag. Julia ended up as a friends of the PM’s wife! The Hobsbawm’s main residence was in Camden, but they had a second home in Croesor in Gwynedd. Croesor was the centre of the Welsh Bloomsbury Set, a group of radicals, activists on the left and intellectuals who had second homes in the area throughout the middle years of the 20th century. They congregated there because of the presence of Sir Clough Williams-Ellis, who’s wife Amabel was a member of the Strachey family and of course the presence of Bertrand Russell nearby. The main residences of the Welsh Bloomsbury Set were usually in London, often Camden. See posts g. ‘The Village’, ‘The Vermin Club’ and ‘Captain Swing And His Crew’.
The Welsh Bloomsbury Set knew what Gwynne and Dafydd were up to and a number of them made use of their services. Some of them were involved with sexual exploitation and abuse themselves and many more were protecting people who were because they were their friends or relations. They were able to do this very effectively because so many of them were influential well-connected people, including Top Docs, analysts, politicians, writers, journos, lawyers etc.
Merfyn Jones, who later became VC of Bangor University, grew up in the area and his parents ran a pub, the Brondanw Arms, which they rented from Sir Clough’s estate. See previous posts. Merfyn had witnessed Dafydd and Gwynne’s reign of terror at first hand and knew what it was all about: the Westminster Paedophile Ring. That is the reason why so many of those we know and love had a problem with Merfyn. Now fuck off gwerin, Top Doctors, Miranda, Gordon and everyone else who threw mud at Merfyn and helped hound him out of public life, you have been party to the most dreadful criminality past and present and it has now been exposed on this blog. That is what you get for coming after me you bastards, don’t ever try it again. I’m not as polite as Merfyn and furthermore I spent years witnessing the crimes of your powerbase – the Top Doctors. And then I got my paws on 10,000 documents detailing an even greater conspiracy that I realised…
I’m digging into the Hutton Inquiry at the moment Miranda. I note that the trouble all kicked off when Merfyn was a BBC Guv’nor and gave me that place to do a PhD at Bangor University…
You are a metropolitan twat Miranda, don’t ever underestimate a bumpkin or a sheepshagger…
Baroness Ilora Finlay was the President of the Medical Women’s Federation, 2001-02. The Baroness was also appointed President of the BMA in 2014, when the Macur Review, the cover-up of the cover-up which was the Waterhouse Inquiry, began.
Ilora Gillian Finlay, Baroness Finlay of Llandaff, (born 23 February 1949) is an Independent crossbencher in the Lords. Ilora is the only daughter of Professor Charles Beaumont Benoy Downman. Professor Charles Downman was a Prof of Physiology at London University, who served in the RAMC, completed his PhD at Tommy’s and held senior academic posts at the Royal Free Hospital.
Ilora married Andrew Yule Finlay in 1972, with whom she has two children. She is a past President of the Royal Society of Medicine, just like the Bastard of Newcastle-upon-Tyne. Ilora is a Professor of Palliative Medicine at Cardiff University School of Medicine and consultant at the Velindre Cancer Centre in Cardiff. Cardiff University, particularly the School of Medicine, formerly known as the Welsh National School of Medicine, has for decades concealed serious criminality, including Dafydd’s gang and George Thomas’s sex offending. The two Mr Bigs at Cardiff who concealed organised sexual abuse were Professor Sir William Asscher, who was called to cover the crap at St George’s when Professor Oliver Brooke, their lead paediatrician, was jailed for child porn in 1986 (see post ‘Oliver!’) and Professor Kenneth Rawnsley, Prof of Psychological Medicine at Cardiff. Rawnsley’s wife Dr Elinor Kapp was a child psychiatrist who also concealed organised abuse. See previous posts.
Tony Francis trained with Rawnsley and I have been told that Tony Francis and Baroness Ilora knew each other. Ilora bagged her peerage in 2001, the year following the publication of the Waterhouse Report. That was also the year in which LADY Finlay was appointed President of the Medical Women’s Federation!
Baroness Finlay was appointed a consultant in 1987, the year in which Dafydd, Tony Francis et al hatched an elaborate plan to frame me and have me imprisoned shortly after the June 1987 General Election, but it unravelled when a police officer and nursing officer didn’t tell as many lies as were required (see post ‘Hey, Hey, DAJ, How many Kids Did You Kill Today?’). In 1987 Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane took pity on Oliver Brooke and ordered Ollie’s early release from prison, just before the General Election (see post ‘Oliver!’). Finlay was named Welsh Woman of the Year, 1996-97. Women who’ve helped the paedophile gang often bag that award, it went to Professor Judy Hutchings one year, a clinical psychologist who spent years working with Dafydd’s gang and invented a parenting programme, ‘Incredible Years’, which was yet another way that people who were suffering at the hands of the gang could be blamed for their own problems. See previous posts.
In 2008 Finlay secured the ‘Woman Peer of the Year’ award. I expect Ruth Deech has won that as well. It’ll be the Baroness of Ely’s turn soon.
The Baroness Finlay has not been able to explain why palliative care is still so bad, including in Cardiff, what with her having been a Professor of it for such a long time. As for the Velindre Centre, that was a favourite destination of the meathead Rhodri Morgan for his photo opps, ‘ooh here’s Rhodri with the Angels and Docs at the Velindre Centre!’ Previous posts discuss some of the less well-publicised problems re the Velindre Centre.
In 2003 the Baroness proposed a bill to ban smoking in public buildings in Wales, three years before it was eventually implemented. The Baroness, Mark Drakeford and Julie Morgan, Rhodri’s wife, all have a big problem with other people smoking. Smoking isn’t a good idea, but I do wish that the Baroness, Julie and Drakeford, all of whom worked with people involved with sexual abuse and exploitation and serious criminality, would become as exercised about that as they did about smoking.
In 2007, Lady Finlay introduced a private members bill seeking to change the current system of organ donation from ‘opt in’ to ‘opt out’. Wales has now adopted the ‘opt out’ system, which as I have discussed previously on the blog has a terrifying potential in a nation with an endemically corrupt NHS staffed by people involved with serious organised crime.
In March 2010, Baroness Finlay sponsored the Sunbeds (Regulation) Bill as it reached the House of Lords for scrutiny. With just weeks before the forthcoming General Election, Baroness Finlay took the MP Julie Morgan’s private members bill through its final stages, to Royal Assent. Rhodri boasted about this in his autobiography, he thinks it’s why Lilibet was so impressed with Julie on the day that they met Lilibet when Lilibet did her ‘Have you come far?’ bit. ‘Only from south Wales, where the Baronesses Finlay and of Ely live like Royalty, along with the Morgans, while everyone else is in’t shoebox in’t middle of t’road being lectured about fucking sunbeds, while the Top Docs preside over the worst mortality rates in Europe, run a trafficking gang and flog class A drugs.’
Baroness Finlay is a Co-chair of the All-Party Parliamentary Carbon Monoxide Group, which brings together parliamentarians committed to tackling CO poisoning. Lady Finlay also Chairs the All-Party Parliamentary Group on Dying Well, which promotes palliative care… Her pal Tony Francis was one of the lead consultant psychiatrists in a region with one of the highest rates of suicide in the UK.
Finlay is a Vice President of Marie Curie (an organisation with a serious work-place bullying problem), Patron of the Trussell Trust’s foodbank network in Wales – Wales has some of the highest poverty levels in the UK, but the Baroness, the Morgans and the Francis’s haven’t experienced this themselves – and the Motor Neurone Disease Association. Ilora Finlay is also Patron of Student Volunteering Cardiff. She was a Founding Fellow of the Learned Society of Wales, a collection of pompous paedophiles’ friends who bestow honours upon each other and is a Member of its inaugural Council. Ilora is Patron of the charidee Students for Kids International Projects. In 2017, she was appointed one of two Patrons of the Royal Microscopic Society, the other being fellow member of the Lords, Baroness Brown of Cambridge.
In March 2015, Finlay was awarded the Grassroots Diplomat Initiative Honouree for her ‘vigorous championing’ to improving the care of dying patients. The ironies never stop. Did Finlay hear about the circumstances under which Ann Clwyd’s husband died in the University Hospital in Cardiff? Ann Clwyd and her husband were Of Dafydd as well, even they don’t get a dignified death now that Dying is the remit of Ilora Finlay.
The Baroness’s old friend Tony Francis killed himself in 2012, after Operation Pallial re-opened the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. I was told that he hung himself. So the Baroness of Palliative Care didn’t ensure that Francis went out painlessly or with dignity then…
Now for the Lady Doctor who served as President of the Medical Women’s Federation, 1966-67, back when Dafydd’s mate Sir Kenneth Robinson was Minister of Health and also working cheek by jowl with Dafydd in MIND and undoubtedly knew that his Ministry was facilitating a paedophile/trafficking ring. It was Josephine Barnes.
Dame Alice Josephine Mary Taylor Barnes (18 August 1912 – 28 December 1999), was the first female president of the BMA, 1979-80. That was the year in which Dafydd illegally imprisoned Mary Wynch. Mary sued, she won, her case made legal history and there was not a word from a Top Doctor, Lady, Man or Hermaphrodite.
Josephine Barnes was born in 1912, the eldest of five. She was born in Sheringham, Norfolk and educated at Oxford High School and Lady Margaret Hall, Oxford University. Barnes then studied medicine at UCL. When WW II started Barnes was appointed to a post at the Samaritan Hospital. From 1947 she ran a mobile obstetric team from UCH. Barnes was the first woman consultant obstetrician and gynaecologist at Charing Cross Hospital, appointed in 1954. Her colleagues in the Dept of Psychiatry there were part of the trafficking ring and also did some terrible things in the Gender Identity Clinic (see previous post). Barnes will have known about the GIC clinic not only because it was famous, but because of the overlap with gynaecology.
Barnes was also Chairman of the Elizabeth Garrett Anderson Hospital Appeal Trust, President of the Association of Chartered Physiotherapists in Obstetrics and Gynaecology (known since 1994 as the Association of Chartered Physiotherapists in Women’s Health), 1977-95 and President of the Royal British Nurses’ Association.
Top Doctors are often to be found heading organisations of healthcare professionals who are not Top Docs, which is curious because these professional groups are hostile to each other. I suspect that the presence of a Top Doctor is welcomed because they have a lot more clout than Angels, but the downside is that the Top Doc would then start calling the shots… The Bastard of Newcastle-upon-Tyne, Dafydd’s friend and protector Lord John Walton, had nothing but contempt for anyone who was not a Top Doc but he acquired high office with the occupational therapists professional association. Walton arrived in that position when it was clear that the one whistleblower employed in the NHS in Gwynedd was not going to be intimidated out of his job; that whistleblower was a senior occupational therapist. He developed MS and found that the neurologist at Ysbyty Gwynedd was hostile and worse than useless. John Walton was a neurologist, neurosurgeon and a psychiatrist. John Walton knew Gwynne the lobotomist and Walton really will not have wanted anyone at all working in north Wales who was listening to patients and raising concerns. The whistleblowing occupational therapist was presenting a problem in Gwynedd, because he had a different line manager who was not Of The Gang, so the Bastard arrived at the top of the whistleblower’s professional association, no doubt waiting for a complaint of professional misconduct that was under development…
Between 1995 and 1996, Barnes was President of the History of Medicine Society at the Royal Society of Medicine. My post ‘The Wrong Set’ discussed how Top Doctors involved with colleagues who were facilitating abuse or indeed doing so themselves, began turning themselves into Historians of Medicine when police investigations were being launched into the organised child abuse in the 1980s. Dafydd’s colleagues in north Wales began rewriting history in the early 1990s. I note that Barnes became President of the History of Medicine Society the year that her colleagues at St George’s Geoffrey Chamberlain and Malcolm Pearce were in the media again. This was as a result of the research fraud scandal in which they had been previously named resulting in Malcolm appearing before the GMC and being struck off in the summer of 1995. Chamberlain’s name was on the journal article of lies as well, but Chamberlain wasn’t even investigated by the GMC, he gave evidence against Malcolm.
Chamberlain was friends with Sir George Pinker, the Royal Gynaecologist who delivered William and Harry and had celebs as his patients including Cilla, so Chamberlain couldn’t appear before the GMC. Josephine Barnes knew Chamberlain and Oinker. When Chamberlain retired from the NHS in 2000, he was given a job at Swansea University – Chamberlain was posh Welsh, he went to Llandaff Cathedral School – lecturing in the History of Medicine. Just in time for the publication of the Waterhouse Report… Rhodri Morgan’s family effectively ran Swansea University… See previous posts.
Josephine Barnes was also a Friend of the English Pocket Opera Company and a Guardian of Westminster Abbey. She was a Fellow of the Royal College of Physicians, the Royal College of Surgeons of England and the Royal College of Obstetricians and Gynaecologists, of which was she sometime Vice-President.
Josephine Barnes’s obituary appears on the Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives of the Fellows’ online:
b.18 August 1912 d.28 December 1999
DBE(1974) BA Oxon(1934) MA BM BCh(1937) FRCS(1939) DM(1941) FRCOG(1952) FRCP(1967) Hon FRCPI(1977) Hon MD Liverpool(1979) Hon DSc Leicester(1980) Hon MD Southampton(1981) Hon DSc Oxon(1990) Hon FRCOG(1994)
Dame Josephine Barnes ranked among the leading obstetricians and gynaecologists of her generation. Outstanding clinical credentials and drive took her to a top teaching hospital appointment, against the grain of male selection, in the 1950s.
It won’t just have been outstanding clinical credentials, Barnes really will have been ruthless and insensitive to have withstood the aggro.
A combination of expertise, glamour and fine advocacy of better women’s reproductive health care soon led to national celebrity,
It was because she was a young woman working in that field, a novelty.
while on the international stage she became a renowned contributor to gynaecological academies and conferences. In 1979 she became the 139th, and first woman, president of the British Medical Association. Membership of three national committees of inquiry further added to her stature.
Josephine was a safe pair of hands. She was at daggers drawn with many colleagues and received no favours from them as a young doctor, but she was never ever going to break ranks and risk the very dangerous ship sinking.
Her fine teaching of clinical students at Charing Cross Hospital Medical School, London, was as meticulous as her surgery and the basis of influential textbooks. It is said that she operated with the incisiveness of Beecham beginning a Schubert symphony.
Top Docs love making comments like this. It reminds them that they are not just Clever Doctors, but they are Cultured as well. Excuse me while I read my latest ‘Take a Break’.
Josephine Barnes had a warm pride in her Yorkshire ancestry. In industriousness, she identified closely with an impressive line of Taylor forebears from which her mother emanated. Her great grandfather, John Francis Taylor, had been a captain of Victorian commerce in York, a founding director of a bank and insurance company, and pioneering chairman of York’s gas and electricity companies. To this family, her mother, Alice Mary née Ibbotson, one of the earliest women accorded fellowship of the Royal College of Organists, added musical distinction.
A Grand Family with loyalties to Savile Central.
Brought up in Exeter, Scarborough and Oxford, the first of five children, Josephine Barnes attended schools along the path of her father’s, the Reverend Walter W Barnes’, Methodist ministry.
Read eg. ‘There’s Methodism In This Madness’ and ‘Come, Friendly Bombs’ for discussion of the Methodist network which was involved in the Westminster Paedophile Ring, particularly the Wales arm of it… Not all Methodists were involved, as with Top Docs some will have been horrified, but like medicine, it was group identity and reputation at stake.
Within the exceptional, self-directed learning ambience of Oxford High School for Girls in the 1920s, she took up science, decided on a career in medicine and rejected her family’s long-treasured Methodism stretching back to Wesley.
She will have still been loyal to them even if she wasn’t a practising Methodist.
The hockey skills that were to bring her three Oxford blues also began to develop. As a medical student at Oxford she read natural sciences, before transferring to University College Hospital (UCH) Medical School, London, for clinical training. The beginnings of her surgical career were in the Oxford anatomy department and the tuition of dissection demonstrator Alice Carleton, which propelled her to the primary fellowship of the Royal College of Surgeons at 22.
Having trained in surgery at Oxford, Barnes will have known Sir Charles Evans, the Top Doc who served as Principal of UCNW for the best part of 30 years until 1984. See post ‘Meet The Gwerin!’
First class honours in physiology at Oxford and a Goldschmid scholarship for clinical studies added to this early distinction. Fastidious commitment distinguished her medical school career at UCH. Intent on becoming a first-rate clinician and aware of the gender bias then operating against women in medicine, she strove to outclass male contemporaries. But it was not all work and no play: she still managed to read two novels a week, play hockey for a London University team and sing with the London Philharmonic Choir, occasionally under the direction of Sir Thomas Beecham and once under the German musician and composer, Wilhelm Furtwängler.
Barnes will have been able and hardworking, but when she trained, medicine was definitely not as onerous for students as it later became.
She accumulated clinical competence on the firms of Sir Francis Walshe, Sir John McNee, Wilfrid Trotter, Julian Taylor and Clifford White. These were the 1930s – heydays of UCH teaching. The brilliant young registrar Max Rosenheim (later Lord) assisted her early diagnostic skills. Assisting him, she watched “the miraculous first use of Prontosil at UCH”.
Prontosil is Sulphonamide, one of the miracles that Beryl Corner used as detailed earlier in this post. Lord Max Rosenheim went to Shrewsbury School, which is where Sir Charles Evans the Principal of UCNW went to school, then to St John’s College Cambridge and then to UCH. Ronnie Waterhouse went to St John’s College Cambridge and was an enthusiastic networker among the alumni.
Josephine Barnes qualified in 1937, with UCH medals and prizes and keenly focused on a career in obstetrics and gynaecology, a disciple of “the finest tutor” of her training, Francis ‘F J’ Browne, the principal architect of modern hospitalised maternity care. She intended following Browne’s footsteps in advancing antenatal care and safety of childbirth.
The first steps were the trickiest. She ran into male prejudice at UCH in trying to secure the house officer appointments needed on the hospital career ladder. Her first application for a medical house job fell flat, and she needed to divert to the King Edward VII Hospital, Windsor, for surgical experience. Eventually, at UCH she was taken on to the firm of physicians Andrew Morland and John Hawksley and, as a result of Morland’s teaching, became interested in tuberculosis, leading to her 1941 Oxford DM research on TB and pregnancy. Finally, in the months leading up to the Second World War, she fulfilled her ambition to gain a house job in the obstetrics unit of the UCH and qualified MRCP.
She qualified FRCS in 1939 and, advised by the BMA, abandoned thoughts of military service to serve on ‘the home front’,
Even Josephine was being contained by the establishment to which she was so loyal.
filling in for hospital doctors who had been called up. She spent six months as a house surgeon at the Samaritan Hospital for Women, Marylebone, then six months as a resident medical officer at nearby Queen Charlotte’s Maternity Hospital, maintaining high quality maternity care amidst the worst horrors of the London Blitz.
No, the maternity care at the time wasn’t ‘high quality’, it was basic, there was a bloody war on.
She filled a vacancy in the Nuffield obstetrics and gynaecology department at Oxford’s Radcliffe Hospital in 1941, working as first assistant to Chassar Moir, the revered discoverer of ergometrine. In addition to surgical lists and teaching Oxford’s first intake of clinical students, she took charge of the emergency maternity annexe set up at Ruskin College for women evacuated from the industrial towns of the south coast. In this Oxford year she qualified as a member of the Royal College of Obstetricians and Gynaecologists.
Securing the first assistant’s post at F J Browne’s professorial unit took her back to UCH at the beginning of 1942, where, with the staff depleted by military service, she also took took up registrar duties. Her career had begun gaining momentum of a kind possible only in wartime
Particularly for women. The blokes weren’t there to be given priority.
and, swept off her feet by junior UCH house officer Brian Warren, she added marriage to her CV in 1942, before his departure on Army service.
She was to combine marriage, motherhood, senior hospital appointments and research with renowned efficiency.
It wasn’t all a roaring success, as we shall see…
In 1942 she began a 500-case study of the credentials of pethidine as an obstetrics analgesic. Soon after becoming a mother, late in 1943, she embarked on a parallel study investigating and eventually contradicting the view that pregnancy increased women’s long-term risks of hypertension. She also inaugurated a UCH study of postnatal diuresis.
The years 1945 to 1947 were pivotal and career advancing. She slimmed down her commitments at UCH to take on locum consultant duties at the Elizabeth Garrett Anderson Hospital, Marylebone, and appointments as visiting gynaecological surgeon at the Marie Curie Hospital, Hampstead, and Hospital for Women, Soho Square. In addition, she set up in private practice in Wimpole Street and began serving on national committees of the Family Planning Association and National Birthday Trust Fund, also as volunteer obstetrician to the Annie McCall Maternity Home charity in Stockwell.
Josephine Barnes will have treated patients who were the victims of sexual assault and abuse, including very young patients. She was also treating the privileged people who had colluded with this or had been party to it. Barnes was treating patients from across the whole spectrum of London life.
Jeffrey Archer worked as a fundraiser for the National Birthday Trust after he graduated from Oxford. See post ‘Tuppence and His Fragrant Wife’.
She also began forging links with obstetricians and gynaecologists on the Continent, with contributions to conferences in France, Belgium and Spain, and membership of the Société Française de Gynécologie in 1946, the first of many international academic bonds.
Her appointment as obstetrics and gynaecology consultant on the staff of the Elizabeth Garrett Anderson Hospital in 1947 coincided with the retirement from UCH of her greatest mentor, F J Browne, and the arrival of C W C Nixon as professor, with whom she had a less satisfactory association. Nixon sacking her in 1953, to make way for a prestigious research associate, Cicely Williams of kwashiorkor fame, was a massive blow. This injustice Barnes, now a fellow of the Royal College of Obstetricians and Gynaecologists and mother of three, brilliantly transcended in becoming the first female consultant at London’s Charing Cross Hospital in 1954, “while the Nixon-Williams association yielded little”.
So Barnes, despite being so impressive, was kicked out unfairly and dealt with it in the way that people do when they know that they are dealing with a hideous system that is so loaded against them, indeed corrupt; she had a bloody good laugh at the lack of achievement at those who shafted her.
Good evening gwerin and Top Docs! I hope that you are enjoying my blog, which I am delighted to say has built up one hell of a readership…
With this teaching hospital appointment, Josephine Barnes joined the front-rank of obstetrics and gynaecology specialists and began a tour de force quarter century of colossal clinical distinction and eminent advocacy of better women’s reproductive welfare. In 23 years at Charing Cross she never had an operating death. She was a meticulous operator, “spilling little blood, needing little use of diathermy”. And throughout these years she continued on the staff of the Elizabeth Garrett Anderson Hospital, which she would save from closure in the 1970s and as visiting surgeon at the Marie Curie Hospital, with additional lists at UCH, where she operated on private patients. The publicity her illustrious career attracted and the keen judgement she wielded made her a leading ambassador of family planning and she was an invaluable supporter of David Steel’s Abortion Bill of 1967.
David Steel’s success with his Abortion Bill was the result of the usual dirty dealing and blackmailing of Top Docs and politicians who had been involved in wrongdoing. The Top Docs didn’t back Steel’s bill out of the goodness of their hearts, most of them were still opposed to abortion in 1967, but some key Top Docs had their arms twisted and thus lent their support to the bill and ordered the minions to follow their lead. See previous posts…
She had seen too many victims of back street abortionists not to want legislative change, but, after successfully campaigning with the Royal College of Obstetricians and Gynaecologists for termination to be within the first 24 weeks of pregnancy, would later regard this as six weeks too long. Her memoirs talk of massive discomfort in undertaking abortion at any stage.
Barnes might well have experienced massive discomfort in undertaking abortion, many Top Docs do. But Josephine Barnes knew that her colleagues at Tommy’s were performing illegal abortions on demand pre-1967 for a fee while turning away women without the money, knowing that those women would risk their lives with an illegal abortion; she also knew that Sir Dugald Baird in Aberdeen was unlawfully aborting babies of low income families because he didn’t think that Poor People should breed. See previous posts.
She served on the Royal Commission on Medical Education, 1965-68, became an FRCP (a qualification denied her during the presidency of Lord Russell Brain)
Barnes did know that this was not a system based on merit or fair play.
and began long service on the boards of the Royal Free Hospital, the Medical Women’s Federation and Medical Defence Union
The Royal Free which was run by mates of Dafydd’s and offered Duncan Orme a place on the NHS management training scheme in return for his silence about Gwynne the lobotomist and the trafficking gang, which Orme had witnessed while he had been the SU Welfare Officer at UCNW in the mid-1980s (see previous posts). During the 1980s, there were public protests outside of the Royal Free by women who were so angry after their bad childbirth experiences there. There were many, many complaints.
The MDU who knowingly supplied Top Docs involved in very serious crime with advice as to how to prosecute their victims, even when it involved the Top Docs committing perjury and requesting the imprisonment of the victims of their criminality…
in addition to chairing the medical committees of the Marie Curie and Elizabeth Garrett Anderson hospitals, and examining for the universities of Oxford, London and Belfast, the Royal College of Obstetricians and Gynaecologists and Conjoint Board of Royal Medical Colleges. Examining took her to Africa, Australia and the Caribbean.
An international network. We’re the paedophiles’ friends and you can’t get us…
International travels, advising and lecturing, took her to more than 20 countries in the course of her long career, “in the interests of better women’s medical welfare”, while in Britain she built an incomparable record of commitment to sexual health charities and agencies in this field, including the Family Planning Association, Women’s National Cancer Control Campaign, and the National Associations of Family Planning Doctors, Family Planning Nurses, and Chartered Physiotherapists in Obstetrics and Gynaecology, over which she presided for 20 years.
Josephine Barnes knew about those trafficking rings. ‘We’re the paedophiles’ friends, we are absolutely everywhere, we control everything and if you begin to publish accounts of our wrongdoing, we’ll become historians and rewrite history.’
Before compulsory retirement from the NHS in 1977, when she felt at her peak and still managing 60 hour weeks, she served on the Lane Committee on the Working of the Abortion Act (from 1971 to 1973)
Barnes knew that until about 1990, all women in north Wales were being unlawfully refused NHS abortions by a conspiracy of Top Docs, who instead were happy to refer them on demand in return for a fee to a dangerous private abortionist in Chester. She knew that women who didn’t have the fee would be referred to Dafydd ‘for assessment’ and knew that they still wouldn’t be offered an NHS abortion. Barnes also knew where all those disappearing babies went. See eg. ‘It’s Bachman Turner Overdrive – Not Arf’.
Barnes kept schtum about these matters until she died, throughout every investigation, public inquiry and media debate.
had the honour of becoming a DBE and vice president of the Royal College of Obstetricians and Gynaecologists in 1974, and only missed being elected president in the following year by one vote – “a moment of rare dejection”.
The President of the Royal College in 1974-75 was Sir Stanley Clayton. Clayton was one of the posh old Top Doctors of the genre who were always appointed President at the time. A few years later, Sir George Pinker, the Royal Gynaecologist, served as President. Josephine knew him as well as all the other posh old Top Docs of that era.
But the decade would close on a high note, when she became the first women president of the BMA, with membership of the Warnock Committee on In Vitro Fertilisation and Human Embryology following in its wake (1982 from 1984).
It is now clear that the Warnock Committee did not in any way protect patients from dangerous unscrupulous Top Docs. Mary Warnock had no idea of the sort of things that they were doing, but Dame Josephine knew. She just didn’t tell Mary Warnock. No-one ever asked why Dame Josephine hadn’t piped up when the scams and distressed patients began to emerge…
She continued in private practice until 1995, although delegating surgery from 1987, “a colossal wrench after a career spanning about 80,000 operations”. The deep satisfaction of fine surgery, like the immense joy of midwifery and successes of her children (Penny, Amanda and Anthony), helped overcome the hurt of a broken marriage. She was divorced in 1964 and her former husband went on to become a prestigious private practitioner and was knighted in 1974.
Dame Josephine’s ex was one hell of a Top Doc as we shall see. Her marriage was the first thing that didn’t live up to the Superwoman myth.
“A long life of clinical and social service, revealing to me every shade of what Balzac called the human condition, was a stunning privilege from end to end” is how Dame Josephine concluded her memoirs in 1999″
Social service to the most privileged members of society, including some involved in serious organised crime. A huge cheating exercise on their victims.
The Guardian’s obituary for Josephine was wonderful:
Dame Josephine Barnes, who has died at the age of 87, demurred at being called a feminist,
She would have probably given anyone who asked her if she was one a mouthful.
but devoted her vigorous and distinguished career to the cause of women’s medicine.
No, she devoted her career to the cause of her own career in medicine.
Her death robs us of a neatly built, ever courteous combatant for improved infant mortality, a woman’s right to choose abortion, contraception, and better cancer care for women.
Unless they lived in north Wales. Or were kids in care. Or psych patients. Or disabled. Or had little money. The cock-ups experienced by female private patients at the hands of some of London’s finest Top Docs also tells us that Josephine wasn’t always there to fight on behalf of well-to-do women.
Dame Josephine Barnes – a combatant for the rights of those who had more power than nearly anyone else on the planet!
Her firm belief that women should have their own hospital brought her from retirement to the forefront of a protest march to Downing Street, when Margaret Thatcher, whose party she supported, threatened to close the Elizabeth Garrett Anderson hospital, in north London.
The saga over the Elizabeth Garrett Anderson was, like the case of Wendy Savage, portrayed by the media as a Women’s Choice Battle. It was in reality, like Wendy Savage, a scrap between Top Doctors. See previous posts for an account of the battle over the Elizabeth Garrett Anderson.
She was born in Norfolk and christened with all the family names because her father, a Methodist minister, and her mother, a professional musician, did not expect to have more children. In fact, four siblings followed. Her family moved around the country, although she spent much time at vicarages in Yorkshire and Oxford.
Tony Francis came from Norfolk. My post ‘The Science of Animal Behaviour’ discusses the public figures in Norfolk – including Lord David Ennals – who were facilitating organised abuse in the county. Harold Wilson’s wife Mary was born in Norfolk, the daughter of a Congregationalist Minister (see post ‘Come, Friendly Bombs’).
She was educated at Oxford high school, after trying to run away from boarding school several times. After studying physiology at Oxford University, she completed her clinical training at University College Hospital, London, in 1937. It was here that Barnes decided to specialise in gynaecology, giving an inspiring professor, who encouraged her, credit for much of the zeal she went on to demonstrate.
She worked in a number of GP surgeries and hospitals before returning to head the obstetrics unit at UCH (1947-52) and became surgeon to the Marie Curie hospital (1947-67). On paper, her career appears to have progressed effortlessly, but her daughter, Amanda Warren, remembers her mother deducing that being a woman did seem to make things harder at times, although there was never the kind of anger at injustice that feminists voiced.
Josephine won’t have looked at the situation in a Polly Toynbee-esque way. She was a hard, unsympathetic woman who wanted a career in surgery/obs and gynae and consciousness raising will not have been on her radar. She will have been used to dreadful behaviour from her male colleagues, but she will have treated other people in that way herself. The matter of being a woman will only have come to the fore when she had children and physical factors intervened. Even being sacked by Old Gits will have just caused Barnes to take the view of ‘oh fuck you then, I’ll out perform you’.
The toughest obstacle she faced, she once remarked, was convincing her bemused parents that she wanted to be a doctor when she made the decision at the age of 13. It was thanks to the refusal of the British Medical Association (BMA) to take her for war service work that Barnes was able to continue studying long enough to take her FRCS finals, becoming one of the few women surgeons of her time and a role model for female medical students.
She won’t have thought of herself as a role model. She was a Top Doctor.
But, in fact, the war gave her – and other women, she claimed – great opportunities because the men had to go to fight, while women were left to do everything.
Josephine and some other professional women were indeed afforded career opportunities because of WW II. Other women worked as well, but even those who enjoyed their work and wanted to remain there found themselves under pressure to give their jobs up to the men when they returned from the war. Professional women were able to remain in their jobs and many of him had reached senior positions.
She spent much of the war period delivering babies and performing operations during the bombing of London. She later ran an obstetrics flying squad from UCH, a position which brought a conviction that babies should be born in hospital.
Top Docs of her generation always said that, because they saw mothers and babies die in front of them. That’s the bit that they didn’t tell the public. ‘My patient died and I could not save them.’ Chamberlain used to tell staff how as a young man, he watched a new mother bleed to death from a postpartum haemorrhage.
Simultaneously, her concern about infant mortality led her to take the chair of a steering committee for two state maternity surveys, set up between 1948 and 1970, which followed babies through their lives in an attempt to measure the impact on their development of premature birth and, particularly, social class.
Geoffrey Chamberlain was involved with similar work. The people involved with these maternity surveys knew about the dreadful stats and mortality rates for north Wales…
After the war, Barnes was offered a post at the women-only Elizabeth Garrett Anderson hospital, and stayed for 30 years, becoming a consultant after she reluctantly retired from the NHS, aged 67. She was an early campaigner for women’s abortion rights, joining the Abortion Law Reform Association, a position that brought a good degree of public disapproval. But when she believed something was right, she was not to be beaten down.
She later became involved with the issue of cancer screening and president of the Women’s National Cancer Control Campaign, continuing this involvement into her 80s.
Barnes knew that the public were being lied to about that as well.
She was made a DBE in 1974 and became the first woman president of the BMA in 1979.
She married fellow physician Brian Warren in 1942, and within a year their first child, Penny, was born. Amanda and a son, Anthony, followed. The couple were divorced in 1964. Because, when she had her first child, her parents were able to put her and the baby up, Barnes continued working. Likewise, she returned to work two weeks after Amanda was delivered by a difficult Caesarean. Commiserations at how painful it must have been to leave a small baby were swept away as she explained that she was looking forward to going back to work.
Wife, mother and Lady Doctor! Er, shouldn’t that just be ‘Lady Doctor?’
Barnes is remembered by one daughter as having shaped her children’s lives with a routine in which she played her part – conscientious and quick to help if there was a problem, but always busy and with very little free time for playing or just being with them. She was always clear that work was her priority, saying firmly that she wanted to “make herself useful in the outside world”. She reflected in an interview after her children had grown up that she did not believe she had been a good mother, or that she could have stayed at home.
She was a Lady Doctor.
The children were sent to boarding school
A Lady Doctor.
and even then there was only just time, Barnes observed, for her work and the immense list of committees and professional organisations to which she had belonged through the years.
A Lady Doctor working flat out.
In the early days of her career, Barnes went into slum houses to deliver the babies of women whose health during pregnancy had been badly neglected. It angered her to see how low a priority women’s health was, and it sparked a quiet but steely determination that she must do what she could to change the situation.
All Top Docs are obliged to do the Uncle Harry bit… While the Dafydd-blinkers remain firmly in place. Hundreds of women banged up in Denbigh. Josephine – Josephile?? – didn’t give a stuff.
It was this, rather than party politics – she was a Conservative and once considered standing for parliament, although when her husband chose to do so she canvassed for him instead – which made her passionately favour the NHS.
It’s not as ludicrous as it sounds readers. The London medical schools are heaving with elitist, privileged Top Docs with dreadful attitudes towards the rest of the world but they are all Passionate About The NHS, even the ones like Josephine with huge private practices. Geoffrey Chamberlain loved the NHS. It gave him an excellent living, let him do exactly what he wanted and someone else was blamed every time that another bomb went off.
She saw that it could make a difference, particularly for women,because before it began men were insured but women did not get free treatment. She is remembered declaring angrily: “If a family was poor, the last thing it afforded was mum going to the doctor.”
There is a degree of truth there, but in most cases, if the family was poor, no-one could afford to go to the doctor. So why did most of Josephine’s colleagues oppose the creation of the NHS then?
Indeed, even in her mid-80s, and troubled with emphysema and other health problems, Barnes was quickly roused to passion and upset at what she saw happening to the health service.
They all are! It’s The Patients Who They Are Worried About! Anyone for Dafydd?
In retirement, she lived in Notting Hill and continued running her long-established private practice, until ill-health meant she had to stop. But although she is remembered for the dedicated attention she gave to patients, she kept her own breast cancer scare in the early 1990s to herself.
Her children were shocked to find out about it only after she had been in hospital to have a benign lump removed. Barnes’s modesty was legendary, but she also had a great appetite for fun and an occasional dose of glamour. Her delight was evident recently when she was invited to tea with the Queen, and afterwards she was full of the conversation she had had with Prince Philip, who sat next to her – an exchange marred only by a dog under the table nibbling her toe.
Josephine was just so angry at what was happening to all the Poor People, especially the women. An anger best expressed by tea at the Palace.
She is remembered also roaring up country lanes in the open sports car she bought herself and drove – she took it for a trial circuit at Brands Hatch – until she gave up driving aged 85.
While thinking about all those Poor People.
Given her commitment to the rights of women to have their particular health needs taken seriously,
So that’s why there is just so much dissatisfaction with women’s healthcare and has been for such a long time…
Dame Josephine has been remarkably little noted as a heroine of the feminist movement, presumably because she did not align herself that way.
It might be because they would find it very difficult to mould a heroine acceptable to them out of Josephine. They had great trouble doing it with Thatch. Jane Hutt couldn’t retain any credibility by unveiling a plaque commemorating Josephine.
But however she chose to describe herself,
She was a Lady Doctor.
she did a great deal to demonstrate that a woman could get to the top of her male-dominated profession, and to improve the healthcare of women in general.
She demonstrated that one well-connected, very hard working extremely determined woman could, while she told as many lies about the ‘healthcare of women’ as her male colleagues did. At no time did Dame Josephine mention the War.
Brian Warren was one of the most prominent and fashionable London general practitioners of his day. It was his wit, warmth and no-nonsense wisdom (to which as his son-in-law for 15 years, I was privy) that made him so popular a doctor among his largely well-to-do patients, many of whom also inevitably became his lifelong friends.
Not least among them was Sir Edward Heath, who first became his patient as a young post-war Tory MP, and with whom Warren travelled the world a quarter of a century later as personal physician to the prime minister for four heady years. When Heath visited China in May 1974 it was his doctor and close friend whom he left behind to supervise the safe passage to London Zoo of two giant pandas, in the vain hope that they might breed in captivity.
Josephine’s husband was a friend of and Top Doc to Ted Heath! So Sir Brian concealed and colluded with organised abuse and could have answered those questions about Heath’s own activities; Warren undoubtedly knew everything that was happening…
On 22 April 1998, Wesley Carr, the Dean of Westminster Abbey, dismissed Neary from his position at Westminster Abbey on the grounds of gross misconduct regarding the finances of a company that he and his wife – Sir Brian and Dame Josephine’s daughter?? – had set up to administer fees from concerts at the Abbey. Neary petitioned Lilibet, as Visitor of the Abbey, to resolve the dispute. Lilibet appointed Lord Charles Jauncey to be her Commissioner. Lord Jauncey determined that the summary dismissal was justified. The report also stated that Neary’s well recognised musical abilities and the hard work which he and his wife had done on behalf of the Abbey and the choir were not in question. So Neary and his wife were fiddling, but he’d done Di’s funeral and his father-in-law was Ted Heath’s Top Doctor and was involved with the Westminster Paedophile Ring, so no-one could be too rude about the Nearys.
The majority of Warren’s distinguished war service, which earned him a mention in despatches, was spent on active service as medical officer to the 1st Battalion, Grenadier Guards. Among the first troops to enter Berlin in 1945, he was then transferred to Bonn as Deputy Director of Medical Services with the Guards Armoured Division.
By the 1970s, when his old friend Ted Heath was elected to Downing Street, Warren was already a familiar and popular figure at senior Tory gatherings.
Warren’s old mate had become PM! Warren’s boat had well and truly come in then.
On Heath’s first day in office, he was summoned to attend to a cigarette burn inflicted by a dissident in the crowd as the new Prime Minister arrived at Tory Central Office.
That must have been a trauma for old Ted. I can imagine what would have been said to an Empowered Service User in Dafydd’s Denbigh Dungeon if they had sustained a cigarette burn and demanded that a Top Doc be summoned. Of course Empowered Service Users did sustain cigarette burns, constantly. Not from dissidents, but because Empowered Service Users are nearly all very heavy smokers and at the same time they are completely drugged up with anti-psychotics by the Top Docs, which results in loss of sensation from pain receptors. I used to watch as burning the ash from lit cigarettes would fall onto their fingers and hands and burn them without the Empowered Service Users realising until they had been injured, because they hadn’t felt anything. I saw Angels watching the same thing and I witnessed Top Docs sat in front of those patients who’s hands were covered in burns and said nothing about it.
Empowered Service Users in north Wales were frequently denied any treatment for anything, except of course for their Paranoid Schizophrenia, for which they would be loaded up with anti-psychotics… Kidney stones? Go and lie on your bed and stop making a fuss. Three day migraine? Go and lie down then, on that bed with a bright light directly above it which is switched on for 24 hours a day. Heart attack? There’s no-one in the place who knows what to do although it’s a hospital…
Meanwhile staff are going on Mindfulness retreats to Reduce Anxiety and Stress.
Kids in children’s homes in north Wales who had anal injuries were told by Top Docs that they had ‘piles’. Kids were bashed in the mouth with the buts of guns. Kids had broken bones and were not taken to a Top Doctor, not even one which would diagnose piles in the event of a ruptured anus.
Ooh you do look stressed Prime Minister, is it N Ireland again? Here, have a little sit down and de-stress for a while.
Standard Gov’t Issue Foot Spa, distributed to all Gov’t Ministers, Civil Service mandarins and Top Docs, as laid down by guidelines drawn up under Richard Crossman:
Foot or Heath, it didn’t matter, they were both concealing the crimes of Dafydd et al.
In Brussels, 18 months later, he was again on hand when an assailant threw a pot of printer’s ink at the prime minister as he arrived to sign the Treaty of Accession.
I remember watching that on TV. Since when has a bottle of ink spilt on one’s jacket needed a Top Doc? Wouldn’t a laundry person have been more appropriate?
Knighted in Heath’s farewell honours in 1974,
For services rendered. Josephine became a Dame as well, although she and Brian had been divorced for ten years.
Warren remained characteristically loyal to his old friend during the trials of the Thatcher years, while also maintaining friendships with other senior Tories who survived the transition, notably Lords Whitelaw and Pym.
Whitelaw has featured frequently on this blog. He concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al for decades and decades, including during both of his goes at being Home Secretary, both of his goes at being Lord President of the Council, as Chairman of the Tory Party and as Deputy PM. Willie colluded with the elite paedophile ring at Kincora when he served as N Ireland Secretary. Willie was mates with Trumpers, who in turn was mates with Jimmy Savile and appointed Savile to the general management task force for Broadmoor. See previous posts.
Francis Pym dared dissent from Thatcherism, formed Centre Forward and was never heard of again. I will return to Francis Pym in a future blog post.
Not until the late 1970s did Warren begin to wind down his practice, gradually returning to his first loves of reading and music, gardening and travel…
Harold Brian Seymour Warren, general practitioner: born Toddington, Bedfordshire 19 December 1914; Personal Physician to the Prime Minister 1970-74; kt 1974; married 1942 Josephine Barnes (marriage dissolved 1964; one son, two daughters), 1964 Anne Marsh (died 1983; two sons); died London 18 August 1996.
The son-in-law of Sir Brian’s who penned that obituary for Warren was Anthony Holden, known for writing toadying books about the Royals. Anthony Holden was born in Southport, Lancashire and educated at Oundle School and Merton College, Oxford. A number of key people linked with Dafydd et al, including Sir Clough Williams-Ellis, went to Oundle. See previous posts.
Holden worked as a journalist for many years. He began his career as a graduate trainee on Thomson Regional Newspapers’ ‘Hemel Hempstead Evening Post-Echo’. Holden covered the trial at St Albans of the ‘psychopathic poisoner’, Graham Young. Young was in the hands of Dafydd’s mates at Broadmoor, so whoever could know what the truth behind the Graham Young case was? Holden will have known that those proffering their opinions on Young were a gang of sex abusers who regularly lied on oath, forged records and planted evidence.
Holden was named Young Journalist of the Year in 1972 and was on the staff of ‘The Sunday Times’, 1973–79. Ted Heath’s Top Doc’s son-in-law. Holden was commended in the British Press Awards in 1976 as News Reporter of the Year for his work in N Ireland – Ted Heath’s Top Doc’s son-in-law – and won Columnist of the Year in 1977. Holden was Washington Correspondent and US editor of ‘The Observer’, 1979–81, Assistant Editor of ‘The Times’, 1981–82, Executive Editor, ‘Today’, 1985–86 and chief classical music critic of ‘The Observer’, 2002–08.
Ted Heath’s Top Doc’s son-in-law.
In 1999–2000 Holden was an inaugural Fellow of the Center for Scholars and Writers at the New York Public Library. Holden was a member of the Board of Governors of the South Bank Centre, 2002–8, during the landmark renovation programme under the Chairmanship of Lord Hollick. Since 2006 Holden has been a Trustee of Shakespeare North Trust.
Holden has also made frequent appearances on TV, presenting such documentaries as Charles at Forty (ITV, 1988), Anthony Holden on Poker (BBC 2, 1991) and Who Killed Tchaikovsky? (Omnibus, BBC 1, 1993). In the mid-1980s Holden presented a weekly BBC Radio 4 chat show, In the Air.
Holden’s papers are collected at Boston University’s Howard Gotlieb Archival Research Center.
Can Anthony Holden now tell all with regard to the Westminster Paedophile Ring and the branch of it that destroyed north Wales, which ‘didn’t exist’ throughout all those years that his in-laws Sir Brian and Dame Josephine helped facilitate it?
Perhaps the offspring of Sir Brian and Dame Josephine could add to Anthony’s account…
I didn’t know your in-laws Holden, but I did work with their colleagues and friends and they should never have been allowed near the rest of the human race.
Savage read medicine at Girton College, Cambridge. She qualified in 1960 and was the first woman consultant to be appointed in obstetrics and gynaecology at the London Hospital. She has worked in the United States of America, Nigeria, Kenya, and New Zealand. In New Zealand she set up an abortion service before the law was liberalised. Does that mean ‘when abortion was illegal’ Wendy?
Wendy was an elected member of the GMC for more than 16 years. As the complaints about Dafydd et al rolled in and were not acted upon, as documentation was forged…
Savage was shortlisted for the BMJ Group Lifetime Achievement Award in 2009.
Savage’s wiki entry tells us that ‘In 1985, she was accused of incompetence by the Professor in her Department (Professor Jurgis Gediminas Grudzinskas) and suspended from her post at the London Hospital Medical College, but she was cleared of all charges and reinstated in 1986 following a high-profile enquiry. A BMJ editorial concluded that a clash of personalities had led to the charges against Dr Savage.
“Mrs Savage’s strongly held and voiced opinions on women’s rights to a say in their method of delivery and in their rights to abortion made her a public and at times controversial figure; rumours of other sources of conflict with her colleagues have ranged from style of dress to private practice.”
Savage herself wrote about her experiences. Her later book, Birth and Power, revisits the issues which her suspension raised’.
Wendy Savage is a publicly elected Governor for Islington in the Camden and Islington NHS Foundation Trust and was further elected by her fellow Governors to serve on the Remuneration and Nominations Committee, which then chose her as Chair of that Committee. She was also elected by Governors to serve on the Council of Governors’ Steering Committee.
Camden and Islington was not only the stronghold of the Bloomsbury Group and years later New Labour, but the poor parts of that area were notorious for brothels and prostitution. Islington and Camden were host to a paedophile ring with links to Dafydd’s gang and to the Westminster Paedophile Ring. The mental health services in Islington and Camden colluded with the paedophile ring. As in north Wales, the ring in Islington was run by gangsters so nasty that witnesses were murdered.
In 2004, when those terrible Gov’t figures for suicide were released which confirmed that Dr Tony Roberts’s patch in north Wales had the highest suicide rate for women in England and Wales except for one other area, it was explained that the only area with an even higher suicide rate for women was Camden. It won’t have been the residents of Hampstead dropping like flies, it will have been the Empowered Service Users who had the chaotic, dysfunctional lives as they were terrorised by gangsters working with Top Doctors.
In 2017, the Mail On Sunday published a critical article with regard to Wendy Savage’s stance on abortion. The BPAS told the Indie which wrote about the Mail on Sunday’s story that it was “totally appalled” by the Mail on Sunday’s front page “demonising Wendy Savage, a doctor who has devoted her life to supporting pregnant women.” The Indie further quoted the BPAS as saying: “We stand by Wendy Savage and are forever grateful for all she has done for pregnant women over a career spanning decades.”
A vicious international trafficking gang targeting children and vulnerable women as well as men. They killed one of my friends, tried to kill Brown and his brother and tried to kill me because I said no to sex with the two disgusting old Top Docs running the north Wales part of it. Wendy was friends with the people running the bit in London.
When I was working at St George’s, I found out that a lot of medical students, male and female, didn’t like Wendy Savage, but nobody would ever explain why…
Wendy Savage was Co-chair of the pressure group Keep Our NHS Public. Keep Our NHS Public (KONP) is a campaigning organisation, with local groups across England, committed to reversing the ongoing privatisation of the NHS and its services. The group was founded in 2005 by the NHS Consultants Association, the NHS Support Federation and Health Emergency. KONP has local groups which are involved in campaigns against the closure or reorganisation of local hospitals, such as the Save Lewisham Hospital Campaign. Lewisham Hospital had an appalling safety record and was millions and millions in debt. None of the ‘turn-around’ plans had worked over many years. Lewisham Hospital is located on the turf of the south London gang linked to Dafydd et al. KONP attracted support from many existing health related campaigns such as Save Finsbury Health Centre. Finsbury in Islington that is… KONP has been very vocal in denouncing the use of private health providers to treat patients outside the health service.
The NHS Support Federation is a pressure group, founded in 1989 which campaigns “to protect and improve the NHS, keeping it true to its founding principles.” It is based in Brighton and helped to establish the Keep Our NHS Public campaign. Uncle Harry aka Professor Harry Keen was the President of the Federation and an active member for many years. The NHS Support Federation monitors the NHS tendering processes. Jeremy Corbyn cited the work of the Federation in his re-election campaign in 2016 as showing that £16 billion in NHS contracts had been awarded “through the market” since April 2013. Jeremy is an Islington MP and has also served as a member of an NHS Authority for the Islington and Camden area.