FOREWORD
26th of September 2015...
I have tonight a contemporaneous account of a real pervert facing real justice in this very parish... Something of a contrast to the often-decades-old regurgitated guff you'll find elsewhere, authored by Malcolm 'Con-man' Ogilvy... A unwashed Stoner/Waster deemed too dangerous to even be allowed to see his own flesh and blood...
Such creatures having little genuine concern for seeing
justice meted out to real perverts, the very real story of openly,
rabidly-Loyalist and Masonic (odd for a man supposedly from a 'Catholic'
family) pervert Hugh 'Mitch' Mitchell of Kirknewton is noticeably absent from
Malcolm Konrad Ogilvy's site... Despite the fact it's the tale of a well-connected Mason with an ex-services background against whom suspicions were first voiced almost twenty years ago; and about whom the authorities did nothing, except cover-up for him...
Malky has nothing to say on the subject. - I wonder why that is?
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It
must have been late 1996 or early 1997 when I first met Hugh "Mitch"
Mitchell… My daughter was just months
old. We were thrown together in a project for a major broadcaster, Mitch being,
supposedly, an ex-SSVC (Services
Sound and Vision Corporation) Cameraman and ex-army. All the gear but little idea was my
overriding impression of Mitch. Like most freelancers, he worked from home,
with an edit suite in his spare (front) bedroom in the modest three-bedroom
ex-army semi-detached house he occupied with his wife Gill. - In a fairly
expensive and exclusive village just a mile or two from the Edinburgh city boundary. – Kirknewton.
I'm
quite prepared to name and shame Gill Mitchell MBE in this piece because I am convinced she must have known
what her husband was. She was (is?) a strange, bland looking, English-sounding
creature… About a decade his junior, 'dressed like her Mother type' quite cold
and unfriendly; though rather 'polished' in demeanour and quite incongruous with
the diminutive scruffy Mitch with his rotten teeth and unkempt hair – the latter often a
feature of those who had endured crew-cut years in the services; as if they
were making up for lost time.
The
Mitchell household was 'odd'… One had the feeling he was always in the
dog-house; and signs abounded that he often slept in his edit suite! They had no children – which is probably as
well… And they were no normal loving couple; some in the village imagining them to
be Brother and Sister… Or a 'lavender marriage'... Or for some other convenience...
I
had the feeling Mitch was being thrown commissions largely off the 'debt' some
might have perceived the country owed him as an ex-serviceman. He certainly
wasn't much of a cameraman nor editor nor much of anything else. A dozen years my elder, after the Army
he had, apparently attended an HNC course in video production at Stevenson
College in Edinburgh - and there were his claims to have worked at SSVC; I saw little
to convince me I was working with a peer.
But business is business; and we were often assigned to the same events. And clearly, from his array of brand-new broadcast video equipment, he had money to invest.
But business is business; and we were often assigned to the same events. And clearly, from his array of brand-new broadcast video equipment, he had money to invest.
I
worked with Mitch for about eighteen months, mainly on a joint project to
secure the 'Restricted Service License' (RSL) for West Lothian… A license to
broadcast a local TV channel from an office near The Regal Community Theatre in
Bathgate. – This was in the days of analogue television; and the bid involved
seeking the approval of the ITC with a view to being allocated space on the
broadcast spectrum. Mitchell was
supposed to contribute some £15,000 of the initial £30,000 estimated costs –
funds he claimed to have tied up in shares which would take time to release.
Suffice to say that the whole of the investment remained mine, as Mitchell
simply did not come up with the cash, only excuse after excuse after excuse… I was most aggrieved since to raise that
sort of cash my wife and I – and our
young baby – had to make some very serious sacrifices; all the time while
Mitch lived in relative affluence.
And
this was par for the course… SSVC isn't known for employing incompetents, and
although Mitchell was somewhere around a dozen years my senior, he clearly just
hadn't been the places or done the things he claimed and had nowhere-near my level of knowledge or experience despite his 'bigshot' claims. The penny took a while to drop; but it became
apparent that Hugh 'Mitch' Mitchell was something of a fantasist…
He'd
tried (for instance) to push bullshit claims about his education (sounds familiar?); claiming to
have attended a highly-regarded private school in Glasgow. In fact he was a
dumb-ass barely-literate early-leaver from one of the roughest schools in North
Glasgow; caught out of all people by my own Mother, who has as a young girl
lived in the same part of town as his family; and knew them for the rogues they were and knew what a dunce he - the 'baby' of the family - really was...
He was an openly racist letch too...
He was an openly racist letch too...
Next
door to his house was a bungalow occupied by a black woman and her daughters,
some of whom, in the mid-90s were very young; the woman was an Army widow I believe, quiet, respectable and trying to get along as best she could... From his
first-floor eyrie with its end of the cul-de-sac
view of the street he'd letch inappropriately at the girls of that
family; peering into their garden, uttering obscenities that were all of unnerving, inappropriate and
essentially racist… On more than one
occasion I told him to shut the fuck up and that his 'attitude' just wasn't
appropriate or acceptable; it didn't change him!
One
or two incidents really rang alarm bells with me in mid-1998. Mitchell's guard
was coming down; and I recall one particular sunny spring day filming in
Almondell Country Park when he simply 'disappeared' for half-an-hour. He was eventually spotted at an odd spot on
the river where he could be unseen watching some very young teenage girls frolicking in the water. –
People weren't happy. People were unnerved. People were angry...
I
guess the last straw for me came when Mitchell actually admitted that he'd been asked not to return to the job as a temporary audio-visual
technician at St Margaret's Academy in Livingston... I
caught him one day sitting in his edit suite inexplicably reviewing shoddy footage he
had shot at the school of some girls in their early-mid teens rehearsing a
dance-piece… He confessed that he'd 'had to go' as some of the girls were 'too
hot'. - These were children he was drooling over; and he seemed not to nderstand just how far out of order he was...
The following day Mitchell received my notice removing him from the RSL
project… My 'legal excuse' for breaking the contract was his failure to come up with his stake money. In reality,
I was glad to be rid of the dirty little creep.
I did, after all, have a young female child at home. And quite clearly there was obviously 'something far wrong' with Hugh Mitchell…
My
concerns were passed to the Police at the time… I questioned why, when he had clearly been
asked to leave St Margaret's because of his predilection towards young girls,
had he not faced consequences? Why was he not being monitored? Why was he
apparently able to go about his business as if he were any other citizen? How did he get issued with a Press Pass? - I'm still waiting on answers.
Hugh
Mitchell – like quite a few other people – has been on the radar ever-since…
At Livingston Sheriff Court yesterday, Mitchell pleaded guilty to
seven counts of lewd, indecent and libidinous practices and one charge of rape. He admitted that between September 1988 and April
2004, he sexually assaulted five girls aged between five and fifteen years of
age. Clearly, had alarm bells not rang, and
had I not ended the business relationship, and that man continued to move in my
circles, there is a fair chance my own daughter could have been one of his
victims…
Glad
as I am to see the bastard jailed at last I still have questions… Just as was the case in Addiewell when I tried
to expose what was going on there, the concerns I raised about Hugh Mitchell
were dismissed by the Police… It took
over a dozen years before I saw Addiewell's Ian Samson convicted and here we
are some seventeen years on from when I first raised the alarm about Mitchell…
And I won't have been the only one!
And I won't have been the only one!
I
recall for instance meeting Mitchell one day on the 'back road' leading out of
Kirknewton about four years ago… He was 'black and blue' having obviously
received a recent beating. His 'story'
was that he had been filming a piece for ITN and been beaten up on duty – it happens! Trouble is that ITN hadn't hired him since
the late 90s and even then only once.
We can only speculate as to who gave him a kicking and why – like Sgt
Schultz 'I know nothing'.
But
there's more…
Many
will be aware of my contention that the truth of the Hollie Greig case actually
links to the trade in extreme pornography.
And I am happy to express the view that the extreme efforts to deflect
from that truth – and in particular the nature-in-trade of certain individuals central
to that deflection - is bound by a
common-thread of extreme pornographic material, including images and prose
relating to child abuse…
It's
a curious co-incidence that – just like certain of the individuals implicated in
Hollie Greig's probable abuse – Mitch Mitchell owned a vast array of video
equipment for which he had little or no legitimate use. - And he is known, latterly, to have originated obscene material; some of which was cited at his trial.
What was his 'market' for such filth?
What was his 'market' for such filth?
Even more curious is Mitchell's authorship of
a book entitled '"Holiday". –
The depraved story of how a young child had been taught how to 'make love' by a
character named “Mitch” during a holiday to Scotland. This filth was written in
the person of the young girl herself, and describes in graphic detail how she was
raped in a swimming pool changing cubicle at the Bubbles Leisure Pool in
Livingston and of abuse in Almondell Country Park – the very same place he had
wandered off from his work years earlier to leer at young girls playing in the
river …
What
market is there for something that seeks to circumvent the law
on making or using images of child abuse? How does such material get distributed? And by whom?
Perhaps we might reasonably speculate that certain 'specialist book dealers' might know? Although Mitchell is no 'Walt' in the sense that he actually did serve with the Royal Highland Fusiliers and was a Bandsman; there remains that common 'military' ground... And the fact he is a fantasist. Curiously too, Mitch Mitchell is a self-professed 'cancer victim'; claiming to have received treatment for (fully deserved in my opinion) Prostate Cancer... Of which he is now 'clear'! Isn't it magical how these perverts seem to routinely survive that which so often kills normal men?
And as for their trade... One wonders how these well-connected Masonic 'types' get away with it for so long; for there is no doubt the Police knew about him....
Perhaps we might reasonably speculate that certain 'specialist book dealers' might know? Although Mitchell is no 'Walt' in the sense that he actually did serve with the Royal Highland Fusiliers and was a Bandsman; there remains that common 'military' ground... And the fact he is a fantasist. Curiously too, Mitch Mitchell is a self-professed 'cancer victim'; claiming to have received treatment for (fully deserved in my opinion) Prostate Cancer... Of which he is now 'clear'! Isn't it magical how these perverts seem to routinely survive that which so often kills normal men?
And as for their trade... One wonders how these well-connected Masonic 'types' get away with it for so long; for there is no doubt the Police knew about him....
And
there is worse… The Daily Record originally reported back in 2009...
" A DEDICATED charity worker has said she is “gobsmacked” after being
awarded an MBE in the Queen’s Birthday Honours. Gill Mitchell (53) of
Kirknewton, is set to receive the accolade for her 11 years’ work with Simpsons
Special Care Babies."
For Clarity, Gill Mitchell received her MBE in 2009....
More on this remarkable achievement, and a photograph of her, can be found here…
http://www.sscb.org/site/sscb_news.htm
It must have been very nice
for Gill Mitchell MBE to receive her, frankly inexplicable, award from Prince Charles at Buckingham
Palace... I guess that's what 'connections' do for you! And from her comment, how much
she thinks of the children at the Simpsons Special Care Baby Unit in Edinburgh… A little baffling that this bland, unremarkable creature should be so singled-out. Truly; what great connections she must have...
It's a pity she wasn't
quite-so 'concerned for the children' when, in around 2005 she found her husband's work
of filth - "Holiday"! – For it emerged at his trial that
she had found his 'book' a decade previously, and deliberately chosen not to
make a statement to Police about it – her conscience only 'getting the better
of her' about six weeks ago at the end of July 2015.
Similarly, she would appear
to have chosen to live with the filthy wretch for close to two decades that I
know of… And, in my opinion, in the full
knowledge of what kind of depraved beast she shared a house and name with.
I'd suggest to Gill Mitchell
MBE that, if she hopes to retain a shred of dignity, has any shred of decency or honour, she should send her 'gong'
back without delay; and withdraw herself from all involvement in any
organisation that deals with children in any way shape or form. - You covered-up for a bloody child-raping pervert Gill! You stood-by and said nothing while your husband raped little girls; and I'm as sure as I can be that you knew damned-well what he was like twenty years ago...
It's also a pity that Lothian
and Borders Police chose to disregard the concerns I raised about Mitchell in
1998. And that St Margaret's Academy in
Livingston would appear to have swept his predilection for little girls under the carpet back in
around 1996… At least six or eight years
of suffering on the part of his victims could have been avoided.
Hugh Mitchell - The Kirknewton Nonce - will, at last (we hope!) be seeing the inside of a jail cell on the 22nd of October when he appears at the High Court for sentencing!
Ian Samson...
Alistair Stewart...
Hugh 'Mitch' Mitchell...
Who's next on my list? - Tick Tock!
