According to UK Column it was announced that Robert Green, languishing in Perth Prison in Scotland since he was arrested on 12th February, was indicted on a charge that “you (Robert Green) faces a petition alleging that you had contrvened Section 24a of the Criminal Procedures (Scotland) Act 1995…the matter is a solemn proceeding where ultimately you will face trial by Sheriff and Jury.”  So the Crown Office Procurator Fiscal Service (COPFS) have decided this is a serious criminal offence and will be tried in front of a jury with the Sheriff passing sentence if the jury can reach at least an 8-7 majority verdict.  If found guilty the Sheriff has the power to sentence Robert to five years imprisonment or an unlimited fine.

Now it does strike me that COPFS has been able to fix all proceedings Robert has been involved in, so it should be no problem finding 15 willing souls to stand as jury when only eight of them need fixing.  This procedure is different than Timothy Rustige’s trial last week which was tried under summary procedure which means that COPFS thought his crime was less serious and was tried by a Sheriff alone who only has the power to give  a maximum 12 month sentence of imprisonment or a maximum £5,000 fine.

As we all know Robert has been fighting for justice for Hollie Greig, a Downes syndrome girl, just over 30 years of age now but up to the year 2000 when she was 16, she had been savagely raped by a ring of top drawer Aberdeen paedophiles led by her father Denis Mackie and aided by her brother for a number of years.  On examination it was found that her vaginal area had suffered considerably and that she had contracted a sexually transmitted disease.  Her mother Ann, on finding out of this abuse, complained to Grampian Police who tried to section her and the two women moved down to Shropshire for what they thought was their own safety.  Whilst in Shropshire Hollie received £13,000 from the Criminal Injuries Compensation Board but Grampian Police, now Scottish Police, refused to investigate the crime and Elish Angiolini, then Procurator Fiscal in Aberdeen and later Procurator Fiscal for Scotland and then Lord Advocate refused to have anything to do with the matter.  Robert drew up a fund of proven evidence but still the Crown Office Procurator Fiscal Service refused to budge.  One of the named abusers was the local judge and another was the Chief Forensic Officer for Grampian Police who has conveniently died.

On top of all that Roy Greig, Hollie’s uncle, came across Denis Makie whilst he was raping his daughter and threatened him with exposure.  Two weeks later Roy was dead, found in a burning car in a remote area.  The police decided it was suicide even though there was evidence on his body to suggest he had been savagely beaten up.  His sternum, the strongest bone in the body was broken as well as a number of ribs and he also had facial injuries.  Again faced with overwhelming evidence the police refuse to open this case.

Robert was arrested and given 12 months imprisonment a few years ago and released after three months under strict bail conditions.  This recent arrest in February was obviously for a breach of those conditions.

Robert is a 68 year old Englishman fighting for justice for a then child, the COPFS is doing its best to cover up all the harm that has been propagated by the Legal Services of Scotland.  This cause of Robert’s and Hollie’s need supporting by everybody.  So all you good readers in England who follow this blog make yourself aware of the details of this case, it is all over the internet.  Tell your friends and relations, if there is any injustice in the world, this is it and it needs rectifying immediately.

The time is getting closer to the sentencing of Timothy Rustige, which will be in the Sheriff’s Court in beautiful masonic Aberdeen.  The date is fixed, March 27th at 10.00am for another massive miscarriage of justice, an everyday event of course in polluted, abuse ridden Bonny Scotland.

Timothy went down to Stretford on Monday to put himself through the ordeal of interview with local social workers so that theycould appraise him for a social report requested by the Sheriff, one Pyle, of the Crown Prosecution Service of Scotland.  Why he bothered was a waste of time for all involved as Timothy’s renowned defence team of Morrison/Moggach had told Timothy already that Pyle was going to give him the maximum under the court, of 12 months imprisonment, social report or no social report.  They also insolently warned him not to be stupid and do a runner.  Do they not understand that as a martyr he can do more damage inside than he possibly could thousands of miles away.

I know I am repeating myself but can any sane person see the point of locking up an old age pensioner for making the broad of beam, split-arsed bitch,  the empty, arid, insipid, farrago of a woman, Dominico’s scourge, Elish McPhilomy Angiolini, feel unmotherly and not very happy.  When all round the streets of Scotland and England as well for that matter, there are murderers, rapists, thugs and thieves all walking round on bail with hardly a care in the world.  Especially when that same insipid toss-pot of the judicial system of Scotland, Angiolini, had said that the head of the legal aid system in Scotland, Haggerty, could walk free after being caught in a public toilet shagging an under-age youth and that one of her co-prosecutors at the Procurator Fiscal’s Office in Edinburgh, McFarlane, who while shagging a whore down an alleyway in Glasgow was surprised by two policemen.  In evading arrest he managed to injure the two coppers and flee.  Later when his home was searched they found thousands of photographs on his computer of children being abused.  Angiolini declared that it would not be in the public interest for these men to appear in court so they both got off Scot free to continue to pull their pricks out ad infinitum.  McFarlane was shuttled out of the country with the UN whilst Haggerty hid behind Angiolini’s burgeoning arse.

So why should this harridan, who is well known to the queen; they cosy up at meetings of privy counsellors, be able to wield such power when now two years out of office.  Well one thing is certain she was making a bit of a hames of her job as chief prosecutor and even a bigger mess in her position as Lord Advocate, that she had to go.  She had attained her high position though hardly educated but having been co-opted into common purpose where she was able to say yes to any proposition put to her, she became ideal as a govenment stooge.  Unfortunately as she rose she also learnt of the less than proper virtues of the great and good of Scotland, she knew of their vices, their crimes, their propensity to live on the dark side of life, their sins committed in the Violate club in Glasgow, she knew too much, outside of dropping her in the Forth with lots of weights the only other way was to protect her, give her a bolt hole, give her a title and this is what happened in very quick succession.  Her rise in status made her impregnable, she was able to join the rest of the shirt lifters, paedophiles and curried, smelly muffs that govern our day to day existences.  To hide her they had to make her one of the elite.  With one twitch of her massive arse she can send men to the gallows or the modern equivalent.  With her skirt off she can beguile the devil, a person along with the queen who she knows very well.

So during the sentencing procedure I pray that has many brave Scots can attend the Sheriff’s Court on that day the 27th of March 2014, I know my mate Malcolm will be there with his gang of braves and for those that cannot make it, make as bigger fuss as you know how wherever you are, fill the net with protest, write to as many people as you can and for those who do not know what I am talking about, google Hollie Greig, google Robert Green and google Timothy Rustige, all martyrs to injustice and illegality in Scotland.  It is time all good men and women stood up and conquered the evil that is within our midst.

And while I am about it Robert Green still languishes in Perth Prison, 30 days in solitary, and still not having seen his solicitor.  What kind of justice is that, the man has complained, he has pointed out how injustices abound in Scotland, he has not killed anybody, he has not raided a bank, he has not raped a child but he has pointed out who has and this worries them very much.  This makes the guilty scared and thus makes them carry out even more outrageous acts.  The end for these men and women is nigh.

I will for a while just turn to my favourite subject, old age.  A glorious and much under-rated state to be in and after all it is our 41st wedding anniversary and she is still here so I cannot have been to bad but at the same time I could have been better.   At what other stage in your life can you say what you want, do what you want and write what you want, without fear of losing your job, losing your children or losing your teeth.  At no other stage can you generously put two fingers up to everybody and everything and not worry over the consequence.  These thoughts have been brought home to me sharply of late watching social services and the police go round sectioning mothers and taking children into so called care away from their parent who did nothing else but stand up for what they thought was correct.

Young parents today are thoroughly under the cosh from the said social services who are on a bonus for the number of children they can snatch off parents.  I have read somewhere that each social worker has a limited company into which they channel these bonuses.  Each young parent is warned by their local head-teacher if they do not seek permission to absent their children from school or do not vaccinate their children.  From birth to majority the parent is threatened by doctor, by nurse and by teacher.  Why should the medical people, serfs of Big Pharma, think they know that it is best to fill children up with a cocktail of chemicals, containing god knows what and certainly nothing that is good.  Why should teachers think they own the pupils and not be temporarily loaned them by parents.  The present day illiteracy of children leaving school at 16 is a constant reminder of how poor the education system has become and how important it is for parents not to feel cowed but there is this all consuming fear of losing their child or children to the state and watching them disappear down the plughole of plutocracy.

Whereas in the past the role of the pensioner was to sit there, say nothing and wait for death, they are now slowly but surely finding their voices, starting to stamp their feet, starting to stand up and be counted, starting to be a voice for reason and also anarchy.  The modern day pensioner is the new student, no ties, no encumbrance, just plain speaking, whilst the student nowadays is diminished , weighed down by grinding debt.  The present day pensioner is the freest, best educated section of people in the free world and is not inured by the threats of present day government or beurocracy, tied down by nothing but their consciences.  All they want is fair play.

Unfortunately in this stinking world we live in, fair play is an uncommon reality.  The psychopaths have a grip on the universe and have been allowed to strengthen it, but gradually the voices of the supposed senile are being heard and are being listened to.  Why is it that the Executive, the Legislature and the Judiciary are running scared, the three branches of government that are supposed to be separate but are now conjoined, in fact they have morphed into one single unit, infested by psycopaths, paedophiles and Common Purpose nudgers who are in one or other or both camps.

Why else for example is Scotland jailing Robert Green and Timothy Rustige for daring to speak about paedophile rings in Aberdeen that are linked to Government, when the overwhelming evidence suggests that to be the case.  Two Cheshire pensioners flung in the cells for speaking their minds about injustice.  Two Cheshire pensioners who are about to take on the role that Jean d’Arc does in France.  Two Cheshire pensioners willing to become martyrs for a cause, willing to say that the raping of a Downes Syndrome child is not OK, willing to say that satanist cults are roaming the country unchecked and that in fact it is these satanist cults that lust after this type of rape and are full of members that are helping to run this country.

Here are a list of names published recently in the Alternative Media of satanists given to Chris Sivey  by a survivor of this depraved cult.  The list is massive and I am only picking out the headliners.  There are many many more known to others with that Germanic dynasty, the Royal Family taking pride of place.

In no particular order:-

THERE THEN FOLLOWED A LIST OF 46 NAMES WELL KNOWN TO EVERYBODY IN THE COUNTRY, PRINCESSES, EARLS, LORDS, DUKES, KNIGHTS, JUDGES, SOLICITORS, SINGERS, COMEDIANS, WRITERS, TV PERSONALITIES, ACTORS, POLITICIANS OF BOTH PARTIES, CARDINALS AND BISHOPS.  YOU NAME IT AND THEY ARE AT THE TOP IN EVERY WALK OF LIFE, BECAUSE OF THIS THEY HAVE US BY OUR GOOLIES FOR THE PRESENT.

But I was asked to remove them by my nearest and dearest because they were scared of what these people might do, quoting the death of L’Wren Scott yesterday has an example.  I objected because it is only by naming these people and others of their ilk will we ever rid ourselves of their cankerous weight on society.  But because their fears seemed real to them and from the heart, I hesitatingly went with them, but if any reader would like the list I will send it to them willingly.  It is a list of a not so good bunch of guys and girls and the Queen certainly surrounds herself with them

Is there any wonder that this lot are running scared and absolutely frightened of Messrs Green and Rustige and a whole host of writers on the Alternative Media.  What is published one day on the Alternative Media is published next week in the main stream media.  Look at Harriet Harman and the other Labour bint and PIE, their story was told over a year ago but only picked up by the Mail recently.  So is it any wonder I feel pleased and powerful, us old fogeys have never had it so good.  Certainly my nearest and dearest cannot and will not push me into the chair in the corner in future.

Well we have eventually joined battle, ourselves and Irish Water, or more correctly ourselves and Sierra Communications, the official contractors of the jumped up, brand new, watery arm of government.  After nearly two weeks carefully waiting for the rolling juggernaut of harm to arrive, it finally did so yesterday in the shape of five men, two mini-diggers, two vans and a trailer loaded with safety barriers and equipment and two wagons, one to bring the waste away and the other to bring the stone back-fill in.

The gang have arrived to install new smart meters at our stop-cocks, which I am told will register to big brother how much water we are using, so that Irish Water, a new-fangled instrument of State Revenue, can charge us accordingly per litre of use for this God given necessity.

I have had my Landcruiser parked over our stop-cock since Monday 10^th March, which was the appointed day for their first attack.  They never arrived, possibly held up by guerrilla fighters up in the hills, but now they have, so let’s show a brave face.

Let me just explain a few pertinent facts before the war starts.  Here in beautiful Boyle in Co Roscommon where I live, we have more water than money.  Water surrounds us on all sides and the elements persist in throwing tons of it out of the sky on most days to fill the Boyle River outside the house and Loch Ce which is just a few hundred metres away and which has more water in it than would service the UK.  The problem with it and the water that is pumped to our taps is, as our learned TD, Luke Ming Flanagan said in debate in the Dail, the problem is that it is all piss.  We have not been able to drink the water issuing from our taps since May 2013, over 10 months ago.  Roscommon County Council who are the providers of our water and I would think somewhere it probably says that they have a statutory duty to provide good clean drinking water, have not got the money to be able to treat the water successfully, having for years been starved of funds by a badly mismanaged central government frugally eking out pennies instead of pounds, whilst spending money on East coast follies.  Poor Roscoco only have the funds to tell us not to drink instead of being able to tell us to drink.  It is cheaper to test than to provide.

There seems to me to be a groundswell of opinion that is not happy with this situation.  On St Patrick’s Day last Monday, the town held its annual parade and a very entertaining one it was and the over-riding theme on the floats and in the procession of groups was one of dissatisfaction at the state of hydraulic affairs in the locality.  This groundswell unfortunately does not appear when push comes to shove.  Our little estate of 10 houses dumbly sat back yesterday whilst the hi-vizzed lads came in ripping and tearing at our footpaths.  We seem to be the only recalcitrant household.  Now I know round here most are pillars of the community and I know that people think that boats are not for rocking but surely a little show of spunk would do no harm.

My main objection other than the health disadvantages these smart meters bring is that I think the cart has been put well and truly in front of the horse.  Irish Water say they have one million meters to install and I estimate, for what it’s worth having been in the business all my life, that each meter is costing upwards of 350 euro each.  That means an outlay of 350 million euros and the process has not moved an inch, we still have no drinking water, yet from the end of this year we are threatened with being charged for the fact.  Without even thinking about where a bankrupt country found 350 million euros just like that, would it not be far better to get the product right before you sell it.  Spend 200 million euros on water treatment first and then try to put in meters and wait for the revenue to come in.

As I said before we have been without piped drinking water now since last May and it is costing myself and Helen 30 euros a week to buy bottled water from the supermarkets and they tell us and they tell us we will not have clean drinking water until sometime in 2015 which will be some two years since the alarm went up.  30 euros per week for two years amounts to something like just over 3,000 euros that we will have spent to overcome the breakdown in a statutory duty to provide and they are thinking of charging us for this unsound product from the end of this year.  Now something ain’t right there with the ethics, the business plan or the practice.  So that is why I am not budging, I want my 3,000 euro first before I start talking and even then I would risk incarceration before I stop protesting but as the Sierra man said to me yesterday, at some stage Irish Water will do it whether you like it or not.  How do freedom but at the moment that is for the future to unfold.

My other objection to these meters is the affect they have on health.  With the massive proposed growth in their installation a growing number of instances of a condition called electro-hypersensitivity become apparent.  For that reason I threw my mobile phone in the Irish Sea when I moved over here in 2005.  All modern technologies build up this electro-magnetic field in the body, which is very harmful especially to the unformed bodies of children and these smart meters are on 24/7 unlike mobile phones and microwave cookers.  There is a list of complaints that have been diagnosed by the medical profession among the worst are insomnia, headaches, diminished brain function, muscle weakness, eye problems, cardiac and arrhythmia problems, neuropathy, arthritis, respiratory problems, urinary problems, endocrine disorders, sterility, cancer and behavioural changes.  All that is not worth mentioning, without the mention also of the continued fluoridation of our water supplies, which add to that list in a big way.

For the government to start rolling out these metres it strikes me there are some very powerful eugenic forces out there, besides the money to be had by utility companies.  The small matter of reducing the world’s population by two thirds stated by some very powerful people is enough to make us all boil over and if we do not react now GM food and these smart meters will do the job for them.

One last word for the lads, I had a few conversations with them yesterday and they struck me as being a decent, well mannered bunch of lads only there to do a job in these straightened times.  They seemed to know what they were doing, they were tidy and they seemed to do the job well. Whilst plagued with incessant rain for most of the day.  They must have been there for eleven hours, surrounded by the fur coat of brand spanking new safety barriers that took longer to unload, erect, dismantle and reload than the actual meter installation took.  Having looked at the fur coat, I noticed there were no knickers, where were the amenities demanded under health and safety legislation.  Where were the toilets, where were the rest and eating facilities?  They certainly were not apparent to me, unless you mean the bushes on the river bank or the seats in the van.  It did seem to me that the employment conditions for these decent lads were remiss.  It was like going back to 40 years ago in England and I had plenty of the same.

These bastards north of the border must be shitting themselves, they have just refused Robert Green bail for the third time and in his absence.  He has now been arrested since February 12th and no sign of release, they can hold him for 110 days I understand before bringing him to trial on an indictment of breach of bail conditions.  The man is 68 years of age next Thursday and has never been in trouble in his life, is only crime was stepping into Scotland.

All he has ever done was to support the claims of a young Downes Syndrome girl who was raped by her father and a ring of paedophiles in Aberdeen.  Why this act of clemency should raise the ire of the Scottish legal scum is beyond me, unless of course they are trying to protect that shit bag Govan whore Angiolini.  She who can see perverseness within her midst but refuses to bring it to trial as it is not in the public interest but can bring to trial an innocent Englishman for telling it how it was.

Without a doubt Salmond and his cronies are working on the premise that if there is truth you do not want out, the best thing to do is bury it, preferably in Perth or perhaps later in Peterhead.  The referendum is approaching, the polls are not suiting SNP, if this business of a paedophile protecting government came out it would blow  their plans sky-high.  I beg all you decent people in Scotland, there are enough of you reading this blog by now, to go out and spread the message with everybody you meet.  Tell them that their nonce protecting government is not worth the pickings off my arse.

I just pray to the prime mover who some of you call God to help this man in his hour of need.  If you want to know more on this subject google Hollie Greig.

Well day 2 of this magnificent struggle of one against many came to an end.  An appalling day of rain and hailstones but all in all a damp squib.  I was up early 3.15am ready to repel all invaders but if the truth was known,to write up yesterday’s blog posting. 

The lads arrived about 8.00am and 1300 words complete and typed up.  They went about their business as though their best form of attack was to ignore, the concrete wagon came, disgorged its load and eight meters were complete, the rain spoiling the quality of finish on the concrete.  They returned later with trowels to make good.  The place now like an abandoned workings with pedestrian barriers waiting to be removed and the run off from the concrete spoiling the channel in the road, eventually to be washed away by more rain.  A good quick tidy job in terrible weather but I am left peeved.  Irish Water have ignored my plight, my stand against smart meter snubbed and for the moment I still have my old dirty 13 year old stopcock doing its job and shyly hiding under the footpath.  Without doubt they have not finished with me yet.  We await the future.

Day 3 arrives and all is calm, again up early but not for me.  I normally go to bed at 7.00pm, unencumbered by that curse of mankind, television and awake at anytime between 3.00am and 4.00am ready to blog if the muse is with me, answer e-mails and trawl the net to see what is happening.  These first four hours of the day are an immensely pleasurable and peaceful time when lots of work can be done and if the weather is fine I can look out the window and watch the sun rise over Loch Ce.  But as 7.30am arrives my tempo increases, kitchen to clean after last night’s labours and tea to be made for my darling reposer up stairs, who by now is coming to the end of her 11-12 hour beauty sleep.  The normal swift retort about this or that which displeases her and back to my screen and keyboard.  Mornings are not her finest hour, she needs time to imbue the peace of the day. 

Today I have just realised is Saturday so I will be off into town for the newspapers, the only day we buy them.  For me the Indo, for the prize super sudoko and for her the Guardian which she has become disdainful of since poor old Araucaria died but I do like the Literary Review.  The newspapers themselves mean nothing to us, the news they offer is not the reports of events but someone’s version of events which nearly always is untrue or skewed.  The only true news we get is off the internet, which in the end will prove to be the saviour of mankind, providing we can stop the bastards in charge ruining it for us before we can get to them.

I took the ladies car, leaving mine as a proud sentinel of right and sure enough the lads were at work on my return.  I felt as though they were lusting after the space my little stop-cock possessed under the mighty Landcruiser engine but their emotion never showed as they continued to  break down the barriers and load their apparatus onto their vehicles.  An hour later they were gone leaving our little enclave as clean and tidy as they found it on Thursday.  Am I to be forgotten, am I to be ignored as I was all my life.  What is wrong with my little stop-cock?  I had been expecting a fight and I have not even had a tickle.

Sunday morning , bright and early, cup of tea upstairs to lady, shower and ready for the day.  I guessed the industrious lads in the gang would no doubt keep the sabbath sacred so I decided to take the landcruiser for a spin.  I thought I would see where our gang and the other gangs were working, the Indo said they were targeting the towns of Boyle and Castlerea first, before rolling out into the rest of Roscommon.  Boyle isn’t that big that you cannot drive round every street in 20 minutes, so off I trot, down Abbeytown and up Forest View, through Drum and up Maple Drive and along Carrick Road but no sign of barriers.  Back to town, a look along Shop St and up Marion Road and the streets off it, down Quarry Lane and up Elphin St, turn right into Silveroe and still no sign.  Back into town and down Termon Road and the streets off it, nothing.  So back into town, left into St Patrick St, through Mockmoyne and nearly up to Ardagh, where I know they have wells and not part of the scheme.  Again back into town and up the steep hill that is Green St as far as Lowpark, no sign, so back into town again and down Main Street and Military Road to the Abbey.  Not a barrier, mini-digger or anything to show a sign of industry.  Have they done a runner?   Was my bellicosity to much for the water men?  They might of course have locked everything up for the weekend but eight meters in two and a half days is not what you call progress.  They should have done at least 15.  They could be in Boyle for a year; they have the whole country to finish by 2016 but certainly not at this rate.  Perhaps the local opposition might be stronger than I imagined.  No doubt next week will give us a better idea and hopefully a visit from Irish Water.

There is one thing certain that whilst Landcruiser is strategically positioned, I must have saved 100 euros in diesel, so I must remember to knock that off my bill for good water of 3,000 euros.

It is 10.50am on Wednesday 26th March 2014, by now Timothy Rustige, a 65 year old pensioner from Altrincham with heart problems is about to board a plane for Aberdeen.  Ordered there by Sheriff Pile who had found him guilty after a court case a month ago.  Guilty of supposedly cyber stalking that gross excuse for femininity, Elish Angiolini, one time Lord Advocate of Scotland but now getting fat in a large armchair in St Hugh’s College in Oxford.

I was in Aberdeen’s Sheriff’s Court for the whole of the trial and can honestly say it was the biggest stitch up of all time but presumably run of the mill for Scottish justice.  Morrison, Timothy’s solicitor and Moggach, his advocate, given to him by the Court in the legal aid process acted like puppets and played the game exactly to Scottish Legal Aid due process.  The two Ms might as well as sat in the local park and not listen to the evidence for all the good they did.  Read my account of the trial published on this blog in two parts on about the 2nd and 3rd March 2014.

These two Ms have now sprung into action by warning Timothy to expect 12 months from the Sheriff and that was before social reports on Timothy asked for by the Sheriff had been received by the Court.  It is money for old rope for these Legal Aid shysters, £400+ per day for acting like goldfish in a bowl, opening and closing their mouths but nothing audible or sensible ensuing.

From the first day of the trial you could see the sham of it, with witness after witness going through the motions, perjuring themselves repeatedly and being egged on to do so by Procurator Fiscal McIntosh.  Angiolini who was 2nd witness up perjured herself on numerous occasions regarding her knowledge of the Hollie Greig complaint.  The police witnesses and there was about six of them called, could not get their simple story right and their computer expert, Stringer, said when he entered Timothy’s flat there was ane-mail address list of St Hugh’s College on the computer screen.  There never was such an address list on the computer and in fact the police, who took possession of the computer, could not produce such a list in court.  The two Ms stumbled over this pearl and never pressed.  Timothy had proof that he was in Anglesey for a week of the period under review when Angiolini was supposed to have had a torrent of bile and abuse heaped on her but again the two Ms just sat there like two moo-cows

There was proof that documents supposedly from Ren, Timothy’s wife, presented by the police had been forged and this also went unchallenged by Moggach.  And this on top of the Crown Office and Grampian Police, now Scottish Police, being in breach of Article 6 of the Human Rights Act.

They were not going to let Angiolini lose this case even though the evidence for this guilty verdict was meagre at best.  By the time Timothy realised the trial was drawing to a conclusion, he stood up and asked if he could mention various evidence on his behalf that had not been mentioned by the two Ms.  The Sheriff said “No, sit down, guilty as charged” and that was that.  The two Ms scuttled off to count their dough and all Timothy’s friends just sat there mesmerised by the gross injustice.  I will stop writing at this point now, I have wished Timothy the best of luck, but he will need more than that with these people.  They are beyond control, beyond justice.

I will await the final denouement in this farce tomorrow when Sheriff Pile announces the sentence but it seems a foregone conclusion.  I will then add it to this piece

Well would you Adam and Eve it, instead of a visit from Irish Water, this morning I received a visit from the bold Garda Siocana.  A very nice chap as they have all been who have knocked at my door.  He said he had received a complaint from a man over in Mayo that in his opinion I was blocking the footpath and stopping his men carrying out their work and would he go out and tell me to move my vehicle.

Now I understand very well that it is an offence to block the public footpath but it is also my opinion that landcruiser is parked on my land and does not block the footpath but that there is a slight overhang which happens to fall over my stopcock.  I also told him that we could walk around Boyle any day of the week and find worse violations of this law, to which he agreed.  I told the nice guard that I had other reasons for parking my vehicle there and I gave him part 1 of this blog which I posted the other day.

The guard said he would like  to take it away and read it.  I told him straight away that, just like I told eflow last week, that my prison of choice was Castlerea so that my loved ones could easily visit and he assured me that it would not come to that but I don’t know.  That 80 odd year old lady, D’Arcy was thrown into the Joy for less and did three months because she could not guarantee not to walk round the perimeter of Shannon Airport.

Away went the nice guard and I waved him off saying we would meet again soon.  It strikes me Irish Water are bullies intimidating me with the garda but if something sharpens my appetite for a fight, it is the presence of bullies.  However the rest of the day passed quietly with only the news that whilst the Garda Siocana and I were chatting, my daughter and her children in England were being hassled by the Bailiff, who invaded her property wanting unpaid parking fines paid.  With one smart lash of the tongue they were out on the footpath where she stuck two fingers up to them and not only that but she filmed the episode as well and put it up on You Tube.  It really does look as though parking fines are a thing of the past.

I was in town when the Sierra man came back at 11.30 and he told the lady that they were coming there to do the work whether Landcruiser was there or not and the lady seemed to take that as a threat and was rather excited when she contacted me.  I returned and met the man, it was the same man I had met on Day 1, a supervisor for Sierra, calm but with eyes that registered nothing but deadly intent,  He said he had orders from Irish Water to put in our new stop-cock and put it in he will whether Landcruiser is present or not because orders are orders.  I told him that was the Nuremberg defence which did not seem to register so I explained.  He said the gang was coming shortly.

On cue they came, two vans, two mini-diggers and equipment and four men and decided straight away that progress could not be made.  They went into a huddle with old deadly intent and proceeded to put out the pedestrian barriers around trusty old Landcruiser and they sectioned off an area of the road to provide an alternative footpath.  It looked very pretty and Landcruiser seemed to be preening herself at the attention she was getting.  Then everybody got into their vans and went back  presumably from whence they came.  I took the lady’s car and picked a friend up from Knock and on return some two hours later was met by a man who called himself Creighton from Irish Water.

Another reasonable chap, we talked in and around the subject, I gave him Part 1 of the blog which set out my reasons, we discussed Health and Safety issues on which he seemed a little sensitive but after twenty minutes there was no progress.  He left saying that the Garda were organising to have Landcruiser removed, I thought that was a little threatening and that was that for the day.  Peace and solitude and red and white barriers reigned and Day 6 came to a close.

I e-mailed Irish Water attaching Part 1 of my blog giving the reasons for my actions and now my case has been ramped up from 0767144998 which I received a month ago when I told them I did not want a smart meter.  It is now 7961295050 which must mean they are seriously on my case.  Well Day 7 looks as though it is going to pass as the quietest days so far, not a murmur or phonecall from anybody but it is always quiet before the storm.  Like the British Army in the trenches I aim to stand to at dusk and first light in the morning, a normal time for a surprise attack.  However Landcruiser seems happy surrounded by a garland of barriers.

Well we are well into Day 9 and everything is very quiet, not seen a dickey bird since Day 6.  However I tell a lie because yesterday, I saw two grouse up in a tree outside the house, Mrs Grouse flew off, probably a lover’s tiff but Mr Grouse stood his ground or branch.  He looked magnificent, his long tail feathers marked him out as a man who knew what he wanted and was just waiting for it to happen.  Perhaps not a tiff, she had probably gone home to make Mr Grouse’s dinner and also to prepare herself for some post-prandial nookie.

Anyway we are in a deep state of shock.  Yesterday my mate, Timothy Rustige was sentenced to nine months imprisonment in HMP Grampian for daring to suggest that the shit-bag Elish Angiolini, ex Lord Advocate of Scotland, was a coverer up of paedophile activity in Scotland.  It is a long story and I will not bother you with it but Timothy, a 65 year old pensioner, has never been in trouble in his life but gets nine months for something as trivial as calling her a twat.  Methinks Alex Salmond and his cronies are running scared in the run up to the elections and they do not want the Hollie Greig story to come out or the fetish club, Violate, that most of the Politicians, Sheriffs and other legal types are members.

Perhaps Irish Water might do the same to me because of my gross act of public disobedience, that of parking my car on my land.

Day 12 in this stand off was like the last few days, barriers still up and blocking the footpath, but I had noticed somebody had moved the outside line of barriers which formed part of the footpath diversion into the road.  Obviously a neighbour who must be sick of the look these barriers are giving to his or her road.  Certainly Sierra have left them there to bully us into submission, but it is a bit like water off a duck’s back to me.

Mid-morning came and a letter in the post from Irish Water, from a chap called Ross Mulvaney, Complaints and Escalations Manager.  So with the change in case numbers, my case has definitely escalated.  He was writing to me after an Irish Water director, Dr John Tierney, had told him to blind me with science.  It said:-

Dear Mr Malpas,

I refer to your recent letter regarding the water meter installation programme, which has been forwarded to me by Dr John Tierney for response.  The Irish Water regional manager for your area has been notified and is aware of your concerns.

The installation of water meters is a public programme of work being carried out in public property by the appropriate public body

As stated in our e-mail to you of 4th March 2014, the water meters being installed by Irish Water are analogue meters fitted with an Automatic Meter Reading (AMR) device which sends data to a unit held by a meter reader.  Compared to other wireless devices in the home the meter radio units being installed by Irish Water emit significantly less electro-magnetic radiation.  Examples are: 1000 times less than a laptop Wi-Fi; 5000 times less than a cordless phone or baby monitor; 10,000 to 25,000 times less than a mobile phone or leakage from a microwave oven. The exposure from water meter radio transmissions is significantly below the international limits even when multiple devices are communicating simultaneously.  Irish Water is satisfied that all required safety standards are being met.

Irish water will be responsible for submitting a water charges plan to the CER for their approval.  Irish Water and the CER are not in a position to advise on the level of charges/allowances until this process has concluded.

Irish Water is committed to ensuring safe drinking water for all and has appointed a team with specific responsibility for tackling the issue of drinking water quality.  Irish Water has prioritised the most immediate risk to public health in terms of “Boil Water Notices”.

Irish Water are currently a metering program and therefore any other queries such as water suppl and quality should be directed at the specific Local Authority in that area.  It is expected that Irish Water will take over responsibility for related queries in the future but this is yet to be confirmed and an exact timeframe cannot be given at this time.

I hope the information above will address your concerns regarding the water meters.

Yours sincerely,

Ross Mulvaney

Well he says in para 2 this work is being carried out”by the appropriate public body” but at the bottom of the headed letter page it says that Irish Water is a private company limited by shares with four Directors, Messrs R Hynes, M McNicholas, J Tierney and M Rae

In para 3 when he says that “Irish Water are satisfied that all required safety standards are being met” immediately tells me that they are not.

In para 4 he talks of the CER, never been mentioned before, could it be the Commission for Electromagnetic Radiation.

Para 5 says that Irish Water is committed to ensuring safe drinking water but in the para 6 it says that it has nothing to do with them.  The paragraph in itself is nonsensical and means nothing.

Para 6 tells me to take my complaint elsewhere.

I replied yesterday – Day 13 :-

 Mr Ross Mulvaney

Complaints and Escalations Manager

Irish water

PO Box 860                                                                 

South City Delivery Office

Cork City                                                                                                                               31^st March 2014

Dear Ross,

                                                        Case Ref 7961295050

Thank you for your letter dated 27^th March 2014 where you tried to explain away the health and safety hazards of your smart meters.  Your argument falls down in as much as we have no control over your meter, whilst we have control over any device we might have in our home.  Whilst Irish Water might be satisfied on safety levels of emissions from these meters, we are not.  There is lots of information out there to convince us that they are not safe especially to pregnant women and children.  The law in England says that nobody can be forced into accepting one of these meters and presumably that law should also apply here.

Certainly they violate the constitutional rights of everybody in Ireland.  Article 41 of the Constitution says that the State “recognises the Family as the natural primary and fundamental unit group of Society and as a moral institution possessing inalienable and imprescriptible rights, antecedent and superior to all positive law”.  The Irish Water Act attempts to bypass this and enforce a contract.

Smart meters also violate the rights of the individual under the European Convention on Human Rights under Articles 5 and 8.  Medical opinion is that the introduction of smart meters will be a public health disaster akin to tobacco, leaded petrol and asbestos.

As regards you fobbing off the matter of clean drinking water as somebody else’s responsibility, only goes to show the non-existent ethics of Irish Water.  If as you say you are solely “a metering programme”, do not try to charge for water in the future because access to water is a basic human right.

I am still spending a minimum of 30 euros a week to provide my family with clean drinking water which I am sure you will reimburse us with when you better understand your future responsibilities.  Your letter is a damned disgrace and is a sign of Big Brother trying to preach inanities to the individual.

Also you should take an example from your local council, Cork County, who have condemned the use of fluoride in the public water supply.  Surely when Ireland is the only EU country and one of only two countries in the world with a national mandatory public water fluoridation policy something must be wrong.

We suggest you get your act together and get your product fit for purpose before starting to bully us into submission and then we can talk.

Paul & Helen Malpas

5 Wooden Bridge

Boyle

Co Roscommon.

Day 13 was very foggy until the morning sun sent it on its way, I had to go to Sligo but when I returned about 11.00am the nice Garda, Trevor is his name, was just pulling up at the house.  He told us that he had discussed the complaint with his Inspector who did not want to get involved but he told Tevor to go back and see us and tell us that the car will not be forcibly removed as suggested by Irish Water but that we are committing an offence by blocking part of the footpath even though I am parked on my land.  Trevor said the full force of the law will be brought to bear for this offence at some stage.  I again asked for him to see if I could be incarcerated in Castlerea Prison has it is handy for Helen to visit but she said if your guilty so am I and she said she would gladly share my cell because conjugal rights are allowed in Castlerea.  I did not know what she meant by that but anyway we bade farewell to Trevor after telling him that when they take me away, to make sure the prison van is big enough because we could collect another 20 criminals in the town who are doing the same thing everyday by partially parking on footpaths and as he was now involved I said I would copy him in on all correspondence.  He took photos of Landcruiser, who seemed to smile at the attention and he went back to some real work.

Just received my first letter from Timothy dated 28th March 2014 but not received until today 4th April 2014.

Dear Paul and Helen,

So hopefully Lee has either phoned or e-mailed you with the news of the sentencing hearing.  A pre-determined sentence of nine months – out around 13th July 2014 – for exposing Angelo Dundee Cake’s insidious and corrupt links to the Hollie Greig scandal cover-up since 2000 – plus being suspect in launching a disparaging expose campaign against the dodgy Dame on facebook and sending her “Appreciation Society Fan Club” a stream of revelatory e-mails, Oh yes, under Scottish Law (Sheriff Pyle’s version) – an IP address is a person.

Well, the co-founder of Prisoners of Conscience International is now one himself – in a very “foreign” Third World sort of place.

Obviously Sheriff Pyle frurther took a very dim view of my blog writings – his own words – and my lack of respect/disdain/kowtowing to authority and the corrupt establishment that deems to rule over us.

All very Stalinist era “thought crimes” – Orwellian indeed.  But it is only nine months in this gulag and I wasn’t forced to recant my views and low opinions of our political elitists – nor drink hemlock like Socrates before me.

If you would circulate this information and my contact details via your blog and e-mail our group – the likes of David Icke/Chris Spivey etc – I sent you the list – it would be appreciated:-

Prisoner No 134031, Timothy Rustige, HMP Grampian, South Road, Peterhead, AB42 2YY, Scotland.

So my thoughts are with your stand against Irish Water and The Battle of the Stopcock – nice one – and I hoppe to hear from you during my sojourn in this “Correctional Institution” – some chance of that happening with me – just serves to make me mopre determined and Bolshie to overthrow the established order of things and usher  in “our” New World Order – not theirs.

Best regards

Timothy

Well everybody who reads this should send Timothy a letter it is his only contact with the outside world and if you cannot think of anything to write just put a few envelopes and a couple of stamps in an envelope, whilst prison paper is available, stamps and envelopes are not.

Timothy, like Robert Green, is a Prisoner of Conscience.  For thirty years firstly in the Philippines and for the last decade in England he has been trying to help those incarcerated for their political thought and Scotland the Not So Brave have made him one.  What silly men and women they are.  A martyr in the hand is worth 10 heroes on the streets and Scotland has now got at least two martyrs.  When the shit hits the fan the State Of Scotland will be sprayed with shite from arse hole to breakfast time and hopefully stearic Salmond and adiposed Angelo Dundee Cake (Timothy’s own endearing name for the syphlitic scumbag that is Elish Angiolini) will then get a taste of their own brutality.

Pyle’s Law puts a new meaning to the word justice with him classing an IP address as a person and for saying Rusty’s Skewed News Views showed a lack of respect for authority.  Lack of respect and the form of authority we are seeing these days cannot but go hand in hand.

I have sent him two letters this week, the envelopes stuffed with envelopes, stamps, copies of my blogs and the blogs of others and any interesting information I came across.  You can all do the same.

Well it is the start of Day 18, I think.  Any way it is 6th April 2014 and the situation outside is looking a little drab.  The bright shiny new barriers the meter men put up on instruction from Sierra have lost their lustre and every day somebody or something causes their once perfect symmetry to become disarrayed.  Landcruiser herself is looking downhearted at this tarnishing of her garland and to make matters worse it looks as though she has two slow punctures on her rear wheels.  This deflation has made her look twice as sad as she should be, so today I have promised to blow a little air up her rear which should liven her up considerably.  I have just worked out that whilst she has sat in her present position I have wasted about 160 euros in road tax.  I’ll have to add that onto Irish Water’s burgeoning debt to me.

Somebody has commented on my last posting on this subject as to whether there has been any other protests in the area and if not has everybody been fluoridated to hell causing addled minds.  It does seem as though all the locals are content to continue drinking the piss they call water round here because the roll out of meters is persisting unabated.  Fluoridation might well have a lot to do with this apathy as it is well known that it inhibits brain function.  But also I have noticed over the years that it does take a lot for the Irish psyche to become unbalanced.  They have suffered a lot these last seven years especially, and nary a whimper to show their displeasure.  Perhaps it is just a post-colonial glitch considering how they were treated by the Brits for over 700 years. ”Now that we are free of the yoke, let us remain with our heads down whilst this Irish and good government slap another yoke on our shoulders.”  Acceptance does become a way of life that is hard to throw off.

My philosophy is do not accept anything at face value, question everything, do your own research and certainly distrust authority in all its forms.  This morning I was looking at a short film.  It asked the question what is wrong with Nazism.

The truth is or was nothing, because if there was anything wrong with Nazism, or facism, or communism, or socialism or what we even have now, we will call it nowism, they would not have been elected.  The trouble is all these idealists preach collectivism.

What is right for the common good?  And the answer to that question is where it all breaks down.  The rights of the individual were relegated as meaning nothing, Common Law was thrown out the window.  Every country that has suffered because of authoritarian collectivism was a constitutional republic with a bill of rights and elected their particular authorities with the power to attain the common good.  Somehow or other we have to rethink government and I am starting with my stopcock.

So beware Enda Kenny & Co, beware David Cameron & Co, beware Barak Oedema & Co and especially beware Alex Salmond & Co(w shite) your end is nigh, my 13 year old stopcock will see to that.  It is only a small beginning but I hope it grows into something a deal more humanitarian than those four stooges & Co could ever imagine.

Yesterday 8th April 2014, I received  two letters from friends living abroad telling me of the exciting lives they lead in the balmy air of the free and easy society in which they will be living for the next few years, whilst official documentation from their lady protector is sorted.  It is expected that she will come clean for the first time in her life by wiping her arse and showing the world what kind of shit she has been sitting on these last twenty odd years.

Yes, it is hoped that Elish Angiolini or to use her proper name, Angelo Dundee Cake will come clean leaving just a tiny trickle down the backs of her legs to remind her of life’s injustices.  It was the discovery of her real birth name, thus identifying her immediate family of Alex Eccles Cake and Kenny MacArbroath Smokey as being perpetrators of the hideous child abuse scandal that is ripping the good name of Dunchilblain on Sea apart and has left my two friends in a kind of dilemma.  Should they call a Scottish spade a shovel or should they really spill the perverse can of beans with a little outside help.  Their problem is that whilst on these enforced, if you like, spiritual retreats that they are enjoying, whilst converting all the good criminals of Scotland into deniers of Dundee and Eccles cakes and particular fishy dishy and turning the sturdy minds of the Scottish Prison Officers Association into haters and loathers of overweight authority, should they tell the world that diet is the best thing since sliced bread or do they go along with the fairy story that prison food is haute cuisine.

The first letter from my friends was from Mr Timothy Rustige only recently welcomed into HMP Grampian on the Coast by the camp governor, Mr Willie Wutlin who offered him is finest cellet in the newly refurbished and extended facility and gave Timothy the sobriquet of 134031.  It comes all found and complete with shower and furlined toilet seat and five shillings beer money every week.  He has been given a single cellet because according to his wife, Ren, his recently diagnosed onset of Alzheimers makes him unpredictable in tight corners and he is likely to verbally lash out at anyone or anything creating a possible Health and Safety problem.

The cellet that he has been endowed with, is brand spanking new and has never been besmirched by any known person except for the small colony of rats that visit now and then asking him to sign his early release forms and a promise to them to leave all well alone in Dunchilblain on Sea.  Mr Willy Wutlin has provided Timothy with three items of the latest gym equipment for Timothy to exercise on, he seems to prefer the rack of the three, because it is only by exercise will Timothy hold back the galloping form of heart disease he picked up some years ago in a mangrove swamp in the Pacific whilst trading Prisoners of Conscience with the Filopegi islanders.  Ren is really worried that the holiday camp raincoats are not allowing drugs in the establishment as they are deadly against Big Pharma and go with their mantra of “Exercise is for Exorcism”.  They are absolutely certain that given time they can drive out the demons in Timothy’s soul.  Ren is not to sure and is pleading with the powers that be for Timothy to be given the powders derived from some oriental plant known only to her.  I’m afraid she is fighting a losing battle as Willie Wutlin is convinced that callisthenics is the only way forward.

The grossly overweight Timothy weighing in at a shade over 10 stone or 63.6kgs in new money is finding the exercise regime ordered by Willie to be extreme but with this and the combination of the a la carte holiday camp menu force fed to recalcitrants, Timothy is certain he can reach his desired weight of six stone two pounds or 39 kgs that has been suggested by the medical staff.  So all seems to be well in HMP Grampian on the Coast and the medical staff are working miracles keeping our darling boy alive.

My second letter yesterday was from the Venerable Bede himself or as he is better known in the child protection world, Robert Green or as his fellow lodgers call him 125799.  Robert has found himself less lucky in some respects because he was welcomed into the slightly older camp of HMP Perth or Piss, opened in 1842 by Willy Wutlin’s bete noire, Dred Cuntin who is still around weilding his trusty cat o’ nine tails albeit in the privacy of his own senility suite.

Robert is a different character to Tim, a lot more circumspect than Timothy, only ever calling a spade a shovel on weekdays, keeping his gentler self for weekends and Holy Days of Obligation.  He has no axe to grind with Angelo Dundee Cake, he got bored years ago of chopping her image in bits, for which he was duly awarded.  No these days the brunt of his dyspepsia is with Alex Eccles Cake who has been rather tardy in getting up to speed with certain aspects of Scottish Tomfoolery that he should have been flying with a long time ago.  This hysterisis on Eccles Cake’s part will more than likely be the cause of his downfall come the vote in September has to whether Caledonia should go or stay, should sink or swim, should zip or unzip.  It will surely be in the hands of Scots and certainly the much ignored bus conductor Mr Brian Souter, Alex’s one time bosom-buddy.  Fatty Alex as he is known to his friends, is some vainglorious megalomaniac from Linlithgow which is on the old main road between Sleaze and Squeeze, not far from Robert’s summer hideaway of HMP Perth or Piss and only a jog down the road from Dunchilblain on Sea and it is Robert’s last wish to demotivate this lowland popinjay.  When I said lowland did I really mean low-life,  it does not matter, but he certainly needs nailing.  He is making bonny Scotland start to smell like a whores crutch, so much so it has put both Robert and I off a partake for whisky of which at one time I was extremely fond.

Robert has been in this early Victorian drafty establishment for nigh on a long time without heed or favour from Eccles Cake’s establishment eclairs.  This never seems to be ending situation is slowly affecting his stout constitution and that with the nocturnal ghostly howling of the ghosts of Messrs Johnstone, Edmundstone and Miszkastone, three gallant men from graniteland who had had carried out the SNP required satanic murder of three women and had been hanged in the courtyard outside the window of Robert’s ascetic retreat for their troubles has caused his blood pressure to jump from its casual 120 over 70 to a gross and untreatable 250 over 170.  He now has palpitations that are being recorded on a Richter scale and chest pains that he has not experienced since he was shot through with porridge in Craiginches a few years ago after tilting at Dundee Cake.

If Eccles Cake does not feel an inch of pity soon for his forgotten pal I feel Robert might have to cite the habeas corpus writ and demand freedom from this misery they call life.  He is now a lot more conciliatory towards his previous enemy and all he wants now is to shake hands providing he can avail of a pair of good rubber gloves and call Eccles Cake a cunt from the top of the Sheriff’s Court roof so that all in Aberdeen will know he, Robert that is, is a reformed character.  He even suggested that they meet up in Eccles Cake private club, The Violet, in Glasgow for a chin-wag and whipping session but Eccles Cake is too busy catching up on his correspondence to stray far from his desk.

Any way as a parting shot from this news bulletin I say chins up lads you have only another 60 years to do and with good behaviour you could be out by the time climate change has moved the temperature in Scotland up to a beautiful 40C in mid-winter.

Adieu, cheerio and Godspeed my mates, I will see you before I die and toodlepip to you, Dundee Cake, Eccles Cake and MacArbroath Smokey may you three be damned to the fires of hell and while your at it bring along Sheriffs Pyle and Bowen  David Moggach, Graham Morrison, old Uncle Tom Kilty and all who love the chicanery that covers up paedophilia and child abuse north of a line drawn in the Cheviots.

 I do not know how many readers knew, but in our struggle with the Salford Diocese over these last four and a half years for them to recognise the sexual, mental and physical abuse that abounded at the College during the aegis of Monsignor Thomas Duggan (1950-1966), two court cases emerged.  The big case which is the one I have been involved with since I innocently wrote a blog posting about what happened to a great friend of mine whilst at Bede’s and his sad decline and fall over many years is coming up later this year or early next year.  There was another case which has gathered speed over the last 18 months.  This involved originally three men from the 1955 intake at St Bede’s who were alerted after the Bishop of Salford, Terence Brain, set out his half-witted joke of an apology in March 2011.  Instead of doing the clever thing and approaching me, because it was only myself who had all the information regarding the abuse which I had gathered over the previous two years, they decided to go to Pannone.

Pannone had gathered a small reputation over the years as a personal injury specialist, they had in fact represented some of the victims of William Green, the teacher of Religion at St Bede’s who had rampaged through the school in the 1970s and1980s causing all sorts of damage to a large number of pupils with his sexual attacks. It took nearly twenty years before his criminality came to light and he was eventually given a six year jail sentence in 2008.

He was given early release last year and incidentally he has recently been laicised by the Catholic Church.  Pannone, under the guidance of Richard Scorer, their personal injury man, took up the cudgel in the civil courts for some of Green’s victims and showed his style by settling quickly and quietly.  His brash, know it all approach would put many off. I met him in November 201o when I was invited to his office in Manchester. I had previously offered him a sample of my evidence.  He said that it was not worth bringing to court and dismissed me fairly quickly.  A few months later after the Bishop’s weedling apology he was hot on my tail, the ink had not dried on the MEN edition of the 15th March 2011 when one of his chums rang me up offering their services.  I blurted out the first two words that came to mind.  But I digress.

The three men went to Pannone about two years ago and Scorer quickly approached me once again in the guise of his run-around Molly Whittall, who asked if I would come on-board with them.  I told her of my situation with Anderson Olivarius, our London lawyers, who had quickly realised the efficacy of the case when we met in April 2011 and had gone to great lengths in order to bring justice to the victims I had found.  The upshot was and against my better judgement the two firms traded notes, AO’s position was that they only wanted the best for any victim whether their client or not.  This I fear was not Pannone’s stance as they continually disregarded professional ethics by approaching our witnesses instead of channelling their enquiries through AO.  Finally only a few months back as they were lining up the witnesses for their case Molly approached me again.  I lost my temper and told Molly that she was transgressing Lawyers Professional Ethics No 101 and I politely used the same words that had come to mind back in March 2011. 

The three men were now reduced to two, one had been dropped whatever the reason and this week AO’s witnesses who had been lined up by Pannone to give evidence in their case, which  was listed for five days commencing 28th April in Manchester County Court, were told their verbal evidence was not needed.  Pannone had clearly been able to beg a deal.  But at what cost?  This is curious: Panone to get critical witnesses for their case (which it did not want to wait on and bring with AO’s more substantial litigation), Pannone through Scorer’s right hand, Molly Whittall, had violated ethical rules by not contacting AO advocates, by going round AO’s back to make contact with AO’s clients.  Pannone wanted AO’s clients to testify for their clients (in this case).  This to me is a dishonest way to do business.  Pannone clearly thinks that the professional rules that govern the legal profession don’t apply to them; they are prepared to go for other firm’s clients and make secret and illicit contact with them.  This is bad form at best; unethical at worst.  When AO’s clients contacted the AO firm about Pannone’s sneaky approach, AO did what was best for the clients and assisted Pannone in getting them the information from their clients that Pannone needed to help achieve a successful outcome in Pannone’s case.  Pannone did not pay AO Advocates for their time; they gave it generously, to help the men who had been abused.  AO’s whole approach is so different from Pannone’s self-centred, self-advancing style which is motivated by achieving a quick settlement, with legal fees assured, no matter the settlement figure.  Am I glad that my opinion of Mr Scorer had been proven correct.  What a good judge of bad character I am.  But as they say “It takes one to know one”.

Knowing that Pannone policy is to bring cases to court quickly and settle cheaply, knowing that they would get paid come what may, I decided to contact AO to find out the settlement terms.  Sadly, they explained, that they had lines out to Pannone to learn the basis for vacating the trial and whether the settlement was only about money or did it include (which they hoped) an agreed plan to try to stop this mis-behaviour in the future; were apologies given?  Therapy offered?  But as of last night, AO’s calls and e-mails had not been returned.  They had been given no information to tell their witnesses who had prepared and were ready to assist at trial.

I have just learned that this morning, Molly Whittal returned their calls, but no information was forthcoming.  Pannone is still in the secret’s business. 

I understand that the case if heard would have a list of 16 defence witnesses, all priests, all acting like the three monkeys, swearing on the bible that sexual abuse of boys did not happen because they neither saw or heard anything of the sort.  They would wouldn’t they.  The same can be said of ex-Fr William Green who abused boys for 17 or 18 years with impunity whilst the other priests saw and heard nothing.  Especially the priest who had his room opposite Green and had a tendency towards young girls and the comings and goings to Green’s room was stifling his own activities. 

Anyway our case is the biggie and about to be listed in the High Court in London for hearing later this year or early next year and I believe with this one there will be no back alley settlement and respect will be given to all of the good men who came forward to testify, to assist, to share their stories, their hearts and souls.  Perhaps justice is in sight.  Thanks to Pannone, perhaps there was a hint of justice this week in Manchester.  But now the warriors, the people’s law firm, are batting.  Now the real legal battle begins.

Well Day 19 arrived and I went to King House at 10.30am and noticed that either the wind, an irate neighbour or a passer-by had made a hames of the barriers.  They had been pushed and shoved all over the place, constituting for me a traffic hazard.  Now  Sierra had not been round to inspect the barriers since they put them up nearly two weeks ago so it was doubtful that they would be round anytime soon.  Now I know I gave Sierra man a solemn undertaking that I would not interfere with their works but the place was in such a mess, I took the matter into my own hands, being a dutiful citizen, and picked up the delapidated barriers, road signs and sandbags and laid them in the verge on the far side of the road.  

A thought crossed my mind to re-erect same as before but for Health and Safety reasons I did not.  I am not qualified to erect said barriers and the consequences, if I erected them wrongly and something happened, could be worse.  Also they had been erected to protect nothing only a shovel which the gang had inadvertently left behind so I was not putting anybody in any kind of danger  Incidentally as I was engrossed in my labours I noticed said shovel was missing, presumably stolen.  People would steal anything these days.  Perhaps the shovel stealer might have created the disarray of the barriers in the pursuit of his crime.  He could have been disturbed whilst carrying out the act and in his haste to remove himself from the scene could have collided with the barriers if indeed he had a vehicle with him.

After my act of good citizenship life returned to the humdrum way it has been since Day 7.  The road shorn of worksmen, foremen and inspectors and now barriers.  There were two roadsigns outside No1 warning of men working ahead but I left them insitu as I did not class them a road hazard.

  I read in the papers at the weekend that a conference of scientists in America had listed the three biggest dangers to mankind and said it is everybody’s duty if they wanted to live a healthy long life to steer clear of A.) Fluoridated Water, B.) Genetically Modified  Food commonly known as GM Food, and C.) Injected Mercury in vaccinations, the body can rid itself of ingested mercury but not the mercury injected into the blood and in England and all over the world parents are being told to make sure their babies have 32 of these vaccinations before they reach two years of age.  Agenda 21 is well on its way to eugenically controlling the worlds population.  I think those in the know want the population to reduce from nine billion to 3 billion in the next generation.  Well Ireland you are surely doing your bit for the controlling elite.

Day 21 arrives and so does the postman with another letter from Irish Water sent from their offices in Cork but posted in Dublin.  Mr Mulvaney is the same author but he must need his post examining by Dublin first.  Yes Mr Mulvaney of Complaints and Escalations ( see my blog posting Smart Meter, A Step Too Far – Part 4 posted on 2nd April 2014 for his first letter) is a little more conciliatory this time but still thinks I am an eejit and again tries to blind me with science and directives that go back to the last century.  Here is Ross’s letter and my comments follow

Irish Water Reference Number: 8315207755 (Well blow me it has changed again they are really cranking up their attack)

Dear Mr and Mrs Malpas,

Thank you for your letter dated 31st march 2014.  This letter outlines your copncerns regarding the health and safety around “Smart Meters”.  As stated previously, Irish Water is not using smart meters.  Irish Water are using analogue meters fitted with an automatic Meter Reading (AMR) device.  These meters meet all the required safety standards.

Irish Water took responsibility of the water services on 1st January 2014.  As agents of Irish Water, the Local Authorities will continue to operate the water scheme in Boyle on our behalf as well as working with Irish Water to resolve the problems giving rise to these “Boil Water Notices”.

We has appointed aProgramme Manager (Sic) with responsibility to oversee the measures, both operational and capital, which will remove the risk to water quality.  We recognise that capital investment is required in Boyle to provide an effective barrier to cryptospridium breakthrough, and the capital programme has committed funding to these schemes as its top priority.

Irish Water will determine a programme for completion of the required work for each scheme and we will monitor the progress from that point, against the programme.  We expect to be able to outline the timeframes within which we expect to have resolved the water scheme in Boyle within the next two months.  We look forward to working with and supporting the Local Authority staff to ensure that the measures taken are effective and that monitoring of the water will enable the HSE to lift boil notices as soon as it is satisfied to do so.

Irish Water is committed to the delivery of a water supply to our customers that is wholesome and clean and meets the requirements of Drinking Water Regulations.

The requirements for the quality of drinking water in public water supplies in Ireland are set out in the Drinking Water Regulations.  The purpose of the Regulations is to give full effect to the European Council Directive 98/83/EC of 3rd November 1998.

Under these Regulations, the current limit for fluoride in public water supplies is as follows:

a) fluoridated supplies – 0.8 mg/l

b) supplies with naturally occurring fluoride, not needing further fluoridation – 1.5 mg/l

The upper limits for fluoride in the EC Directive 98/83/EC is 1,5 mg/l and accordingly the limit for fluoridated water supplies in Ireland of o.8 mg/l is below the limit set in the EC Directive.

The requirements for fluoridating public water are set out in the Health (Fluoridation of Water Supplies) Act 1960 and the Fluoridation of Water Supplies Regulations 2007 [S.I. No 42 of 2007].  As the Water Service Authority, Irish Water is working with the HSE to implement State policy on fluoridation.

I hope the information above will address your concerns regarding the watewr meters and water quality concerns.

Yours sincerely,

Ross Mulvaney

Complaints and Escalations Manager

Irish Water

Whereas he uses the name Irish Water 12 times in his first letter he only uses it 10 times in his second but he is still trying to preach to me and pushing the organisation’s line. No matter what he likes to call his meters, they are still smart meters ie, they push out electro-magnetic radiation, his inspector agreed with me that they were smart meters and I agree with the inspector.

Paragraph 2 is more interesting.  In his first letter to me he told me that Irish Water were only a metering programme and that any complaints about quality of water should be addressed to the local authority.  He now says that the local authority act as agents for Irish Water and since 1st January 2014 Irish Water have responsibility for water service and quality.  So in his first letter there was an element of porkiness.  When I have a complaint , I do not want to speak to the middle man, I want the top man that is why I am addressing Irish Water.

Paras 3 and 4 are just gobbledegook spouting out the line.  All I am saying is like all business practice, get your product right before you start marketing it.

Para 5 makes me think this man is getting serious about his obligations but it is that obvious it should not need stating.  Just get on and do it.

The rest of the letter is where again he trys to blind me with science.  He quotes European Directives that are 16 years old.  Water knowledge has moved on a great deal since 1998 and Ireland is the only country in Europe that has a mandatory fluoridation of water policy.  Every other country has copped itself on leaving little old Ireland far behind the field.  He even quotes the Health (Fluoridation of Water) Act of 1960, that is 54 years old, the man is bonkers.  He must think I am some country yokel.

The bare facts of the argument about fluoridation of water is that it is a poison for which the consumption cannot be controlled.  With 95% of toothpastes on the market containing fluoride it is impossible to state what individual limits are.  It always amazes me when governments can actually place limits on the ingestion of poisons.  How do they work out the limits?  Do they stand 10 men in a line and give the first man 10 spoons of the shite and the next man nine and so on until the last man receives one spoon and then watch to see how many fall down and then go to the eigth man who is still standing but groaning and say there is your upper limit? 

Do you want to control your own destiny and take care of your own personal dental hygeine, retain an enquiring and questioning mind and live to a ripe old age or do you want to be dosed with poison, have a splendid set of knashers covered in brown spots, an addled brain and die prematurely of one or other of the various cancers.  Because a poison is what it is, it is on the list of poisons dangerous to health published by the Irish Government.

I will leave it there and think of my reply and try and explain to Ross that I have still most of my faculties, I do not like being preached to, especially by a robot and that electro-magnetic radiation and fluoridated water are not for me.

 Well having thought long and hard I decided to appeal to the more lovable side of Ross.  Here is my letter to my friend in Cork.

 Irish Water

PO Box860

South City

Delivery Office

Cork City

 10^th March 2014

 Irish Water Reference No: 8315207755

 Dear Ross,

 Before we get into the nitty-gritty could you tell me why my Irish Water Reference No. keeps changing with every letter, it’s confusing me.

 Your second letter to an extent addresses my concerns but does not alter my thoughts on the matter.  A smart meter is one that emits electro-magnetic radiation, 24/7.  Your meters do this therefore they are smart meters.  Your inspector agreed with me that they were in fact smart meters.  Safety standards means nothing to me, history is littered with safety standards that were wrong and had to be altered.

 I am now glad that you agree with me that Irish Water is responsible for Irish water and is not just a metering programme as you suggested in your letter of 27^th March 2014.  I am now also glad that you understand the difficulties we people have had and will continue to have with our drinking water.  This problem seems eternal but I do accept your company is giving some thought to the situation and while I understand that you are required to provide “wholesome and clean” water to your customers that service needs paying for but I am afraid that your use of smart meters and fluoridation of water is never going to provide “wholesome and clean” water.

 In your position as Complaints and Escalations Manager you have obviously proved to somebody that you are not stupid, so please understand neither am I.  To quote me European Directives that are 16 years old when water science has come on in leaps and bounds over that period is treating me with some disrespect, especially when we both know Ireland is the only country in Europe with a mandatory fluoridation policy.  All the rest of the countries have eschewed the idea long ago, leaving Ireland playing catch-up as it always seems to do.

 You also know just like I know that to set limits on the amount of fluoride a person can be subjected to is an impossibility.  95% of the toothpastes on the market are now dosed with fluoride and lots of other dental health products also.  So please do not quote meaningless rubbish to me.  We also both know fluoride is a poison, it is on the HSE list of poisons and we both know that the amounts ingested individually cannot be controlled.  Therefore Irish Water’s aim in continuing to infuse drinking water with a known poison can only be described as a form of eugenics but if you do not accept that, it is definitely not ethical.

 What I always look for in my dealings with companies is their ethical approach to business, so please ally your company with Cork County Council and pressurise this present government into getting up to the mark with this problem.  Your work will be made easy because I understand Simon  Coveney TD, one of your local politicians is doing some good work in this regard.

 So Ross start looking at the bigger picture, make a name for yourself in this burgeoning and new company of yours, become the man they will talk about in history classes of generations to come, escalate my complaint.  Rid Ireland of this pestilent fluoride dosage.  If nothing else, think of your family and the harm this poison and electro-magnetic radiation can and is doing to them and please do not deliver clap-trap to me in future.  We are both mature, intelligent human beings.

 Yours sincerely,

 Paul Malpas

5 Wooden Bridge

Boyle

Co Roscommon  

One of the real sad things about Pannone’s settlement in the case last week against the Salford Diocese is that because of the settlement there was no publicity and so St Bede’s College and the Salford Diocese did not get the hammering they deserved.  But before I go any further let me correct a wrong that I should have corrected in last week’s blog posting.  Pannone now of course do not exist, they went the way of most some weeks ago and are now part of the Slater & Gordon empire, however Pannone is still Pannone to Manchester watchers but let us hope their policy might change with the new name, but I doubt it.

Richard Scorer is now the National Senior Injury Manager (sounds ominously threatening) for Slater & Gordon.

Now for all I know the two lads who settled last week with the Salford Diocese must have needed the few bob they were offered but they were not helped by, according to lots of people, by the Pannone policy of getting to court quickly and getting out quickly, lengthening the action means a slower return on money and a crafty lawyer can soon persuade a nervous litigant when to cash in his chips.

Settlement it seems is what Pannone seek, look at their House Blog of 4th November 2009 where their Kim Harrison is positively crowing about the fact that they had just received a settlement of between £15,000 and 20,000 for a client who was abused by Fr William Green whilst a pupil at St Bede’s College.  What is £15,000 – £20,000 for 30 years of trauma, Kim Harrison needs to understand a few things about trauma and how it fuck’s up one’s life and the trauma does not end on pay-day either, you carry it with you for the rest of your life, you under-achieve in your career, you find it impossible to commit to relationships, you often find no way out but suicide.  £15,000 - £20,000 is peanuts for the damage caused.  In America the judicial system have far more empathy for the abused and often pay out 50 times more to the victim.  Why is an American far better treated than an Englishman?

On the day after the Bishop’s wankered apology of the 15th March 2011, Richard Scorer was interviewed by the Manchester Evening News, why I do not know because he had nothing to do with the process, they did not think of interviewing me, who had started and led the debate from its conception in February 2010.  Keegan the arsehole ace cub reporter who took five months to write the 500 word article about the Bishop’s apology and his bigger arsehole editor ONeal, both Old Bedians, did not want to disparage Bede’s any more than it was, so they kept well away from Co Roscommon.

Scorer said in that interview “the danger is that once you have sat through hundreds of accounts, you can become case hardened.  You have to remind yourself that empathy is all-important.  I hope it is something I have always had”.  I wonder whether three years later if there is any vestige of empathy left.  He seemed even then in November 2010 to have no empathy for my case, when it took him 10 minutes to decide that I had no chance, but I think he regretted his hastiness afterwards.

He robotically said when asked if he had a personal grudge against the Catholic Church “No , not at all.  I’m not a Catholic but I married one”.  It’s one of his stocks, he said the same to me.

In the MEN interview he went on to say when accused of being an ambulance chasing lawyer “for most of our clients it’s not about money.  For instance, if the Catholic Church had held its hands up and said ‘we’re sorry’ the victims would have been satisfied.  Fundamentally they wanted acknowledgement from the Church that they were wrong.  The amounts paid out in these cases aren’t enough, unlike the US where you get very big awards because they are made by juries.  Here awards are made by judges under the rules of normal personal injury cases.  They do not seek to punish the wrongdoer, but to put the victim in the financial position they would be without the abuse.  Because so many victims have spent their early lives in the care system, the Church has argued that as adults, they would not have amounted to much anyway.  I try to get the best settlement possible and ensure part of that goes towards paying for therapy.  Some never get over the abuse but others go on to live a happy and fulfilled life”.  I would like to know how he knows that?  Is he sitting in the heads of all his clients?  Why does he sit back and allow the system to set the pace?  Why is he not out there fighting for change?

Any way I do not think that he thought those words of his through at all, because only five months earlier he had dismissed my case saying it was not worth running with because the victims were all well educated and suffered no loss and therefore receive no compensation off a judge.  Whereas a competant lawyer would argue with no difficulty that no matter what station in life you attain, your trauma would have lowered your eventual level of success.  To me Scorer tries to say all the right things which have been said often by others before him.  It is like his new book, it contains all the right ideas that have been used by others before him but nothing new, nothing to cause a spark, no new thinking. So why write the book?

Let us start to ask why is an abused American worth 50 times more than an abused Englishman and why is the Catholic Church not punished severely for the damage they have caused?  These are the two questions I would like answering over the next short while.

Yesterday in my blog posting of 15th April 2014 entitled St Bede’s College in Manchester and the Salford Diocese – Part 2, I got into an unseemly spat with one of my commentators, who goes under the pseudonym of Old Bedian.  Normally he and I agree with everything that has and is going on in the Catholic Church and at St Bede’s College in Manchester in particular.

In his comment he considered that Pope Francis had his heart in the right place.  I countered with the fact that I did not consider he had a heart at all and to study the evidence being brought out at the International Common Law Court of Justice in Brussels at its Tribunal Into Crimes of Church and State.  Old Bedian immediately replied saying it is just a one man blog.  Stung by this dismissive reply, I gave him a few facts but he remained entrenched.

Well this morning the-tap.blogspot.ie, one of the most influential voices on the alternative media published a report on the findings of this court.  The Tap is that influential that they could not sully their reputation by publishing stuff that they thought not true or insubstantial.  This report started with the headline “Church leaders chop up baby on altar and eat it.  Pope Francis participates.  The truth is bursting free and cannot be stopped”

It goes on to say that in the present case before the Court viz, The People v Bergoglio (The Pope), Pachon (The head of the Jesuit Order), Welby (The Archbishop of Canterbury) and Others are charged with global child trafficking and ritual murder, it has adjourned for two weeks after hearing evidence from eight witnesses.

Two witnesses had described their rape in 2009 and 2010 by Jorge Borgoglio at horrific cult functions connected tothe Ninth Circle child sacrifice network.  The Ninth Circle is a Jesuit inspired organization that deals in satanic abuse of children which was founded in 1773 and each new pope since then is obliged to take part.  This evidence has been taken from Jesuit secret archives.

The same archive makes reference to a child sacrificial cult called The Knights of Darkness, established by the Nazis in 1933 with Jesuit backing.  It mentions Joseph Ratzinger as a SS chaplain’s assistant taking part in these sacrificial rites using children taken from political prisoners at Ravensbruk concentration camp.

This week a senior Vatican official requesting strict anonymity and security has offered key evidence to the court concerning the chief defendents.

Welby, the Archbishop of Canterbury, is named because the Church of England was involved in these rituals, especially in Canada where the killing of Mohawk children in Ontario at a reservation school took place.  A fact that the Canadian government admitted to last week and which also implicates the British, Dutch and Belgian royal families.

So read www.the-tap.blogspot.ie and also go to www.hiddennolonger.com and then Old Bedian and any other doubters come back to me and say it is all tosh.  As an afterthought also google iclcj.com, and iclcj court records, and iclcj court cases for an in depth appreciation of the work this court is doing.

This morning I have just had an urgent message from Aberdeen that Robert Green, the Warrington man in Perth prison since 12th February, is in a poor condition.  Robert, who has not been given a trial, has been deteriorating for nearly a month.  It took the prison authorities a week to bring in a doctor who suspected angina and gave him some medication which does not seem to be working at all.  This friend of mine said he went in to see him yesterday and he said he looked ghastly.  Robert himself said he did not feel at all well.  He has had no proper tests carried out that anybody with suspect heart conditions would normally have and I consider the prison authorities are not acting in his best interests.

Robert has committed no crime, he is locked up on trumped up charges at best.  All he has done is speak out against the abuse of children in Scotland and in particular a paedophile ring in Aberdeen that goes to the top of Scottish society.  He is an out and out good guy who has been refused bail, whilst murderers, rapists and gangsters of all description roam our streets on bail.  As he says in his letter to me written last weekend “there is still no imminent prospect of my release, even given the deterioration in my health… whilst Stuart MacFarlane, Liam Gibson, Douglas Haggarty and Denis Mackie etc, etc.

Stuart MacFarlane was an assistant in Elish Angiolini’s Crown Office and Procurator Fiscal Service when she was Lord Advocate of Scotland.  He was found shagging a prostitute down a back alley in broad daylight by two police officers, in attempting arrest the two policemen were injured and MacFarlane ran off.  Later the police raided his home and found thousands of photographs of child sexual abuse on his computer.  The case came before Angiolini who thought it not in the public interest to proceed with. MacFarlane was quickly removed from the scene and is now in some NATO office in the Middle East.

Ian Gibson, who owns Gibson Marine which transports oil rigs around the world, was found to have 49809 images of the worst child abuse on his computer when police raided his home in Midlothian.  On bail, he came to court, pleaded guilty and the Sheriff gave him three years probation.

Douglas Haggarty, who is Head of Legal Services for the Scottish Legal Aid Board was caught shagging an underage rent boy in a public toilet in St Enoch’s Shopping Centre in Glasgow, one Saturday afternoon in 1909.  The case came before Angiolini, who said there would be internal punishment, the case did not come to court.  What that discipline was we do not know.  Haggarty is still in his job at SLAB.

Denis Mackie is Hollie Greig’s father and a leader in the Aberdeen paedophile ring that Robert has been trying to expose.  Hollie is a Downes Syndrome girl who eventually told her mother that her father, brother and lots of her father’s friends had been raping her since she was six or seven until her mother fled to England with Hollie when the girl was about 20.  A doctor found she had contracted a sexually transmitted disease and the Criminal Injuries Compensation Scheme awarded her £13,500 for injuries received.  None of the named ring have ever been questioned by the police and Denis Mackie and his son fled to Portugal where it is presumed they still are.

Robert Green has not committed a crime in his life has already served three months in prison in 2012 for his outspokeness in this case and is now well into his third month of detention with no trial and still no crime, only the one the Scottish authorities are at this moment trying to think up.

If this is not the biggest flagrant breach of human rights ever, I don’t know what is.  Robert is possibly dying, with nobody in authority caring and I think Alec Salmond and his cronies are possibly willing on his demise.  Brian Souter of Stagecoach take note, these are the people you are bankrolling.

Please write to whoever you can and pass the word round about this grave injustice.  The Law has it is perpetrated by these evil people in Scotland is a complete and horrible mess.

I am in close contact with Timothy Rustige, the other man from Cheshire locked up in a Scottish dungeon for allegedly telling Dame Angelo Dundee Cake or her pseudonym Dame Elish Angiolini that she was only a wanker.  Despite the privations of prison Timothy is in great form but he would dearly love a cuddle with his wife, Ren, a decent meal, a few hours on the internet and a jog.  When at home in Altrincham he goes jogging most mornings round Dunham Massey and he misses that relationship with nature.  I get two sometimes three letters a week from him and his spunky nature shines out in them all.  At the moment he is classed as a high risk prisoner, whatever that means.  Timothy tells me that it is high risk of escape, which is ridiculous for a 65 year old grandfather on his first alleged offence “and this category is reviewed (perhaps) after one month and (perhaps) lowered to medium risk – then after another month (perhaps) reviewed again and (perhaps) dropped to low risk, if the assessment is favourable – and only then will (perhaps) the early release/tag paperwork kick in – which takes several weeks to process.  Thus as my nine month sentence requires me to serve four and half months under Scottish Penal Regulations – and I will be due for release in mid-August – this fiasco of tag release processing is a joke and I will be up for release before this processing is completed.

That is of course dependent on the crooked Crown Office (vindictive as hell) and Aberdeen’s corrupt plod squad elements don’t conjure up some fresh novel charges to keep me remanded beyond my release date and behind bars – same as Robert – to keep us silenced and block our exposure/ anti-child sexual abuse campaign – and of course appease the ‘main complainant’ – Angelo Dundee Cake – to prevent us re-petitioning Sir George Young, Head of  the (Downing Street) cabinet Honours Selection Committee to revoke her Royal Dameship.  Now that would most definitely piss her off more than complaints to the BBC over her Desert Island Discs guest slot”

I received two from him today dated 15th and 16th April 2014 and I give it you verbatim just to show how his lot has not affected him one jot.

Tuesday 15th April 2014

Dear Paul and Helen,

Received your letter and blog print-outs here today (my letter of 11th April) – plus the nettle tea bags (many thanks) which were loose in the envelope and I was ‘permitted’ to have.  Great taste and a nice break from regular Tetley tea crap.

So Cathy Fox is a bloke called Peter!  Nowt surprises me.  LOL’s.  Yes, there is no surprise on the nonce-pix download paedo getting off on appeal when a kiddie fiddling PIE member is on the bench.  You can pick up the stench of complicity and corruption from a thousand yards away.

OK, what the fuck is ‘cryptospiridium breakthrough’?  (I had been telling him of my fight with Irish Water) No Google at my fingertips to reference it.  Irish Water is a joke.

I finally have a ‘confirmed/earliest’ release date – 11th August – unless a ‘tagged’ release is processed and granted before this date – which is doubtful with this disorganised and understaffed mess posing as HMP Grampian – a right balls-up.

Yes, I’m aware of Robert’s health problems and old heart complaint coming back to haunt him.  Just wish he could be released on bail, but posing such a deadly threat to Scotland’s elitist nonce establishment – western civilisation overall, in fact – then this 68 year old domestic tourist will undoubtedly remain behind bars while he represents an exposure mechanism to the paedo culture that prevails in this foreign land – and noble causes be damned.

As for me, my health is okay both body and mind – I’m here for pursuing a noble cause and draw spiritual strength from that moral factor.

Your cryptic reference to Katy’s discussions with ‘interesting people’ viz my case/current predicament is intriguing and I await correspondence from her to enlighten me to this end.

Pity I’m out of my ‘blog-o-sphere’ whilst in HMP Grampian – so many lovely scandals to tear into.  The Ukraine fiasco and the Malaysian Airways scam for a couple of samples.  What a scam that is.  Where’s the plane/where are the passengers?  Four planes and passenger cargoes went missing on 9/11 that have never turned up – as they did not hit the twin towers, WTC 1&2 – or the pentagon – or got shot down by the National Guard.

So the KL to Beijing flight gets out over the Gulf of Thailand – then turns round and heads back – no radio comms/trisponder purportedly ‘turned off’.  Sorry – can’t turn them ‘off’.  Regardless the radar signature definitely can’t be turned ‘off’ – but no fucker or their dog monitored its passage across Sumatra and down into the Indian Ocean – if that is where it headed – and close to Diego Garcia and Gann Island – both bases for US Air Force/Navy and the RAF respectively.  A US military base did not monitor a ‘rogue’ aircraft flying well outside of commercial flight routes, challenge it via radio or send up a couple of interceptors/  Bullshit.

Radar monitoring alone – not to mention Pyramider sattelite coverage – someone knows precisely what happened to the plane/ MH370.

Then we have the ‘Pistorius’ trial – best stand-up comedy show in town/ on telly right now.  No jury – just Mrs Judge Winniebego Chuckabutty who looks like she fell out of a tree and copped the job as a ‘Chief Justice!  With a salary of three bananas a day.

Okay, enough of my cruel, racist humour.

 Best regards to you both.

Tim

Well there is nothing the matter with Timothy’s morale and we can surely give him a little licence with his “cruel, racist humour”.  He is in daily contact with Robert by letter and he is very worried about Robert’s health and wants everybody to do something however small to try and get him home.

In Scotland with the Post Office you can put whatever portrait on stamps you like via the internet.  So my daughter sent him 20 first class stamps with Elish Angiolini looking her prettiest on them.  The idea was for Timothy to enjoy licking her arse, his response was “So the Dodgy Dame now has her ugly mug on a Scottish postal stamp! WTF next?”  He did not know of the facility.  By the way she sent Robert some with Hollie Greig’s portrait on them.

So if you have a quiet minute send Timothy a letter, if you cannot write just get somebody to put “HOW DO” on a bit of paper and send it to:

Timothy Rustige, Prisoner No 134031, HMP Grampian, South Road, Peterhead, AB42 2YY, Scotland.  He will write back.  Will he?  Yes, because he has fuck all else to do until August thanks to Angelo Dundee Cake.