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The conviction of ex-north Wales Police Superintendant Gordon Anglesea, has for many people, finally presented solid evidence to support the endless rumour and speculation that a paedophile/abuse ring has been operating, in and around north Wales, for the last four decades.

The guilty verdict that was handed down at the Crown Court at Mold on Friday, to the Freemason and Rotarian ex-policeman Anglesea, has shown that despite the endless obfusction, the continual distraction and the numerous attempts to cover up the nefarious activities of a number of people, the truth is now, at last, finally beginning to emerge.


I must admit that the guilty verdict came as a surprise to me, because having lived in the county of Wrexham for the last few years, a place where, to all intents and purposes is deep within ‘the Belly of that particular Beast’ …. and finding myself on the wrong side of the NWP and the courts (resulting in two arrests and a Malicious Communication conviction) – which I am in no doubt came about as a direct result of trying to discover what really happened at the Bryn Estyn Children’s Home.

Experiences which admittedly, were harrowing at times, and proved to me, beyond a shadow of a doubt; that there are certain individuals that really did not want anybody, especially an ex-‘guest’ of the care system in Wales like I was, digging around and asking awkward questions.

It cannot have escaped the attention of regular readers of the Outlaw, that there has been a sustained online campaign to discredit me, and to bring about as much personal difficulty and discomfort to both myself and my family, which again I believe – has only happened because of certain events I was suspected of being a witness to.

I was at that time, an ‘unknown quantity’ and someone who had not appeared on any radar prior to 2012.

I was not known to any established ‘CSA groups’, I had never been interviewed by NWP, I had never given a statement about alleged abuse or mistreatment, nor had I offered testimony to the Waterhouse Inquiry, so effectively there was virtually nobody in north Wales who was aware of my existance ….

I ‘went public’ in November 2012, around the same time as Stephen Messham appeared on BBC Newsnight, and I had set up a personal website which became the Outlaw.

Within days I was approached by a number of abuse ‘survivors’ online via Twitter, one of whom was a one-time high profile witness at the Waterhouse Inquiry, and was a prominent figure in the associated media coverage.

This alleged ‘survivor’ had also become very active on social media around this time, and had taken to attacking Stephen Messham, and any one else who was speaking publicaly about their experiences of childhood abuse, paying particular attention to those who had an association with north Wales and Bryn Estyn.

As I had very little personal knowledge in regard to the whole north Wales affair at that time, I had no reason to believe that someone else who had been in the care system, would want anything else than to seek recognition and/or justice for any mistreatment they had allegedly suffered.

It turned out that I was very much mistaken in that belief, as after speaking to this ‘survivor’ online and via telephone for a few months, I had invited him and his wife into my home.

Within days of his visit, he had, without any reason that I was able to understand at the time, began to focus his attacks on both my family and myself, attacks which, within a few weeks had become somewhat sinister and threatening in nature, and which had left me with no option but to report a number of incidents to the North Wales Police.

It is fair to say that at that point, the north Wales Police were sympathetic and were helpful, they informed us that although the attacks on us were ‘vile, threatening and obsessive’ there was little that could be done as ‘no laws had been broken’.

The online obsessional abuse continued, and a large number of malicious complaints were anonymously reported to Wrexham Social Services, Wrexham Council, the Local Education Authority and at one point, our neighbours were sent leaflets through the post claiming that I was ‘an abuser of women and children’ and had both my photograph and address printed on them.

My wife was followed each time she went shopping, we received an anonymous phone call that our 13-year-old daughter was being watched as she walked to school, and the caller reminded me: ‘Remember what happened to April Jones’…. The harrassment was horrendous and continued non-stop for many months.

The north Wales Police were aware of every aspect of what had been happening to us as a family, but were seemingly unable or unwilling to help us, as for much of that time I was languishing on bail following an allegation, which was found after seven months of investigation (including the seizure and forensic examination of my iPad), to be wholly malicious and false.

The police were also very aware of the person responsible, but again appeared reluctant to act even when presented with ample evidence of his behaviour, behaviour which, according to the National Stalking Helpline and a solicitor we had instructed to assist us, was “a clear course of conduct which amounted to ‘Stalking causing extreme fear and distress'”.

But nothing happened and the attacks continued.

During this time, the person who was harrassing us almost on a daily basis by then, had somehow enlisted the help of a number of other online entities, some of whom were Child Abuse ‘Campaigners’ allegedly, at least that is what they claimed to be and their social media profiles and websites certainly gave testimony to this, and within a short time that group had joined in with the attacks on me.

There were some incidents that occurred around this time that now seem so bizarre in their execution that they belong within the pages of a fiction novel, as I still struggle to understand how they actually happened, and that if I (and thankfully others) had not witnessed them I almost certainly would not have believed them myself.

But I digress….


It is my sincere belief, that the conviction of Gordon Anglesea is the first step along a road that will finally lead to the truth of what really happened in north Wales.

I remain steadfast in my belief that the focus of any investigation should not be concentrated on Bryn Estyn, as the conviction of Anglesea has shown that the abuse in his case did occur elsewhere in the County; an ‘Attendance Centre’ (since demolished) in Wrexham and an unnamed private residence frequented regulary by child abusers, and which backs up the claims made by other victims of abuse in north Wales.

It also adds weight to the many claims that the north Wales Police may have been complicit in covering up allegations of abuse for decades, that they have purposely focused on Bryn Estyn only and that genuine witnesses have not only been purposely ignored, but NWP have given their tormentors free rein to harass and threaten them to the point where a number have been driven to the point where taking their own lives has seemed to be the only option.

It may also offer answers as to why only certain alleged survivors have been lauded by the media and have been given prominent platforms at official Inquiries, such as Waterhouse, where their allegations and testimony, however flawed, has been eagerly accepted as the ‘Official’ version.

Despite all of this, it is my belief that with the conviction of Gordon Anglesea, the dam has now finally been breached, the floodgates will slowly open and the real perpetrators, along with the roles of the ‘Enforcers’ that operated in every care home in Wales, (with the full knowledge of some of the staff) and who selected and ‘softened up’ vunerable children to be further abused, the enablers, those that turned a blind eye, and those that have covered up and willingly assisted in criminal activity will finally be identified and brought to justice.

NOTE: ‘This post has turned out to be a lot longer than I initally thought it would when I started writing, and does appear to have wandered somewhat, but bear with me a while longer, as what I have outlined above is connected to what may appear in the mass media in the very future.

I am writing from a personal perspective, as not only do I feel that if people were actually made aware of what I have been subjected to in the attempts to stop me talking, and the lengths that certain people have gone to to try and scare me off, then it’s obvious to me that if there was nothing to discover, then I would not have attracted the kind of attention that I have.

I have not reported on the way that the North Wales Daily Post have favoured certain alleged survivors over others, and appear to have been steered towards reporting on only certain aspects of the north Wales story, as well as ignoring a number of genuine survivors who have contacted them to try and set the story straight.

I have not even began to scratch the surface of the true extent of what myself and my family and friends have endured at the hands of these people for the past four years either, that story will keep until a time I decide to disclose, and the Outlaw may not be the platform to share it anyway, but rest assured, it will be known when the time is right.’


I am not going to dress this up in any way, no embellishment no sensationalism, it is not needed, nor wanted.

It will stand exactly as it is, because that’s exactly how I am going to write it.

Cynthia Owen was eight years old when she was first sexually abused and being regularly raped by her father.

At the age of 11, Cynthia was drugged, raped again and became pregnant.

She carried the child to full term in complete secrecy, her school friends and teachers remaining totally unaware of her condition.

She gave birth at home on the bedroom floor at 4 Whites Villas, now dubbed by the media as the ‘Dalkey House of Horrors,’ to a baby she named Noleen.

Immediately following the birth, Cynthia watched as her own mother murdered her child, by repeatedly stabbing her with a knitting needle.

Cynthia’s mother then wrapped the baby girl in a plastic bag, dumped her in an alleyway, then made her daughter return to school and pretend nothing had ever happened.

Her parents then went on to sell her repeatedly to a local paedophile ring, of which three were local police officers, one of these officers was present on the night of the baby’s murder and even worked on the case, but has never been brought to justice

After enduring years of rape and violence, Cynthia finally reported her abuse, as well as Noleen’s death.

Six of the alleged ring are still alive and living in her community, but cannot be named for legal reasons.

One is working directly with children.

Another works as a gardener, while the other two live their lives as respectable pensioners.

Another member of this ‘ring’ is a taxi driver who regularly ferries children in his car and the last is a former council worker and regular church goer.

All are accused of purchasing children for ritualistic sex that allegedly occurred in a number of properties in the Dalkey area over a long period of time.

Her childhood was hell, with sexual abuse, rape and brutality being seen as common an occurence, as sunday lunch and bedtime stories are seen in other families

Cynthia Owen is now 51.

She was routinely raped by her father, sexually abused by her mother, and drugged with tranquillisers so a group of strangers could have all manner of sex with her.

All while she was just a child.

Throughout this appalling catalogue of abuse, there is one event which stands out for Cynthia, one event she he has waited 34 long years to prove.

Cynthia had a child when she was 11.

A child her mother stabbed to death with a knitting needle, dumped the body in a lane, and told Cynthia to forget it ever happened.

“Nobody will believe you”, she taunted.

“You’re mad.”

“You’re a liar.”

The fact that Cynthia has been able to carve out a stable and loving life for herself as an adult is simply remarkable, given her start in life.

But that is just what she has done, blessed with a long marriage and a grown-up son.

It took Cynthia more than 20 years to go to the police, and it took a further 12 years before the inquest into her baby daughters death took place, which was in 2007.

The jury unanimously named Cynthia as the mother of murdered baby Noleen, who was born on April 4th 1973, in Dalkey, South Dublin, and was stabbed to death the same day.

Josie Murphy, Cynthia’s mother, had died before justice was done.

Cynthia feels cheated and remains haunted by the feeling that her mother died laughing at her.

She had finally proved through legal means, that she had given birth at the age of 11, but remained uncertain that her daughter Noleen had received the justice she deserved.

Neither her mother, nor her father Peter had served a single day behind bars, neither had any of the men who had abused her throughout her childhood.

Cynthia was raised as one of nine children raised in a two-bedroom council house.

Her younger brother Martin hanged himself at the age of 27, and her brother Michael died in mysterious circumstances at 29.

Theresa, 33, who was raised as Cynthia’s sister but was actually her niece, hanged herself too, leaving behind a suicide note detailing the sexual abuse she and Michael had also suffered at the hands of their father.

Cynthia’s book, ‘Living with evil’ tells the shocking story of her childhood, and she hopes it will force the authorities to re-examine her case.

She wrote: “I am not a scared little girl any more. I am very proud of what I have achieved, and I will not stop until all my abusers are behind bars.”

She is proud of her husband and son, but says family life is not easy. “I am eaten up with guilt for trying to get justice for Noleen I feel my son and husband suffer for it, but they have never asked me to stop my legal battle.”

“What happened robbed us of a normal life. My husband was only 21 when I met him and I had Christopher already. Within a year of us being together I was sterilised because I couldnt cope, emotionally, with having more children.”

“From then on my husband knew he would never have children if he stayed with me, and I feel guilty that I took that away from him.”

Cynthia, who has a successfully completed a university course but is unable to work because of post-traumatic stress and depression, adds: “The day-to-day can be a struggle, but I have built a safe and stable family life which is helping me to heal and to cope.”




The Sunday World newspaper has finally published Cynthia’s story, but nobody in Dalkey has been able to read it apparently, as the newspapers appear to have been ‘stolen’ from outside the village newsagent during the night.