A life that is said to have led to -
- a nomination for a Nobel Peace Prize and
- a nomination for a knighthood – he had already been appointed CMG – a Companion to The Order of St Michael and St George.
His was no ordinary life.
David was born in 1944 to Margaret WILLIAMS and Thomas KELLY in Pontypridd. Both David’s parents were teachers.
But – this was WW2 and Thomas was in the RAF. By 1944 he was stationed at RAF West Malling in Kent – 200 miles from home. Here he met an attractive girl – seven years his junior – Mary DUNN. In the turbulence of WW2 this led to the breakdown of his marriage to Margaret and eventual divorce - in 1951 when David was seven years old. This left Margaret very distraught – she had never expected to find herself a young divorcee – in those days almost a social outcast. It seems that David was totally neglected by his father thereafter.
Pontypridd was a Welsh valley town that in 1700 didn’t exist – it was a sparsely populated rural landscape. Getting cattle down to Cardiff markets was difficult for farmers to the west of the River Taff. In 1756 – after many tries - an arched stone bridge was built across the river. This drover’s bridge was Pontypridd – “the bridge by the earth house”; although it was Newbridge for the first century thereafter. Unknown to the rural builders it was amongst the longest bridge spans in the world and still stands strong 267 years later – now with a young stripling alongside.
In the late 1700s the Industrial Revolution arrived and coal and iron-ore mining sprung up everywhere and anywhere. In a hundred years Pontypridd was a bustling town of 25,000 folk and growing – and from everywhere. This was the town that was home to the boy David. I have friends who – as schoolboys - were close to David.
He lived in Berw Road – running north from The Bridge alongside the west side of the River Taff. The early houses in the road are small stone cottages. David lived further up the road in a large terraced Victorian house dated 1891 – originally in grey limestone.
At age five he went to Coedylan Primary School – a ten-minute walk complicated by a pedestrian tunnel beneath the town’s railway line.
In 1955 he passed the 11+ exam and went to Pontypridd Boys Grammar School. This was a very good school as many of the Welsh Grammar Schools were; there were often too few places for the many children scattered up and down the valley villages and towns.
He was a tall red-haired boy – locally called a “cochyn” – Welsh for a redhead; very intelligent but quiet and reserved. The Victorian school had recently been extended to make extra classes and laboratories. As a tall lean boy – eventually just over six foot - he was a natural runner and was part of the school cross-country running team and the Pontypridd Harriers of the time. In school he also took up music playing the saxophone and double bass – representing Wales in the country’s youth orchestra – a very talented pupil.
He was a member of the 17th Pontypridd Scout Troop – see the photograph; he is the tall boy on the left of the photograph. This was taken in 1958 when the Troop was gathered in the back of a lorry destined for a camping trip to the Brecon Beacons. Of the 22 boys on this trip seven went to university, three becoming medical doctors; David gained a BSc, MSc and an Oxford DPhil.
Out of school David had struck up friends with a group of rock-climbers. About five miles south of Pontypridd the River Taff had cut out a deep gorge - about 900 feet deep - through an ancient mountain. This gave rise to some steep valley walls; local quarrying had also created artificial rock formations. All of this was ideal for rock-climbing – both climbing and abseiling these Celtic cliffs. David was very enthusiastic and tried to get his school friends to join in – but none were so brave hearted.
Although David was a popular boy he did have a “secret” side. His home was not normal; he didn’t have a father figure in his life – his mother was divorced; in those times this was a great social stigma. His home was his aunt’s while his mother worked as a teacher in Cardiff – coming home occasionally at weekends and holidays. His friends would walk with him to his home but the front door was not his and it remained closed – none went inside; but these were almost normal social mores on some occasions. Whatever, David bore these problems with complete fatalism. He was seen as a totally reliable, honest, considerate, upright character and friend.
In January 1962 smallpox hit South Wales. A Bengali visitor bought it to Cardiff and then into the Welsh Valleys. David – then 17 years old – would have been vaccinated and learned a lot about Dr Edward Jenner who devised vaccination; very probably he learned about the cowpox and smallpox viruses.
Thirty years later he led a United Nations team into Russia to look at their biological laboratories. He found himself talking to Russian technicians and asking them what they were working on. The answer was “variola” – a Latin name for smallpox viruses; he asked was it variola minor – the answer was no; was it variola major – the answer was yes! This laboratory was working on smallpox – possibly trying to weaponise it; to weaponise one of the deadliest viruses known! As far as the world was concerned smallpox had been eradicated ten years earlier.
From here David and his colleagues brought about the complete closure of the Russian biological warfare program – thus the Nobel Peace Prize nomination.
A further “secret” emerged in David’s family’s life in about 1960. He described it, rather obscurely, as a “pay-out”. Whatever - it was a lot of money; it may have been an inheritance or possibly a very delayed settlement from his mother’s divorce.
The result was that Margaret KELLY and David upped sticks and moved to Penarth – a coastal suburb of Cardiff. Margaret and David moved into an apartment in a new block of flats. These were at the top of Beach Road just a quarter of a mile from the seafront – a very dramatic change of scene from Pontypridd.
Margaret made sure that David’s sixth form schooling wasn’t going to be put at risk. David had driving lessons and a car – a second hand Hillman Minx; he drove daily to and from Penarth to his Pontypridd school – about 30 miles a day.
A third move in 1963 took David to Leeds University to study bacteriology. His life in Leeds was uneventful in so far as a student’s life can be; his studies presented no great challenge. But there was a cloud growing on the horizon.
His mother was developing “nerve” problems – probably some form of “depression”. She had medical care – but in the 1960s such care was very limited in its options and efficacy. At the time a few new drugs were out but they were not very effective and often very toxic. In the Spring of 1964 she was found close to death and eventually died from a probable drug overdose.
His mother’s death had a huge effect upon David; the death of his one and only parent - without any siblings and away from home - was a massive blow. David needed medical help and he was given the rest of the year off from University to cope with this overwhelming loss. He completed his degree in 1967.
His boyhood was behind him – a difficult and complex time that David had strode through with confidence and maturity.
In the Autumn of that year he married Janice VAWDREY – a teacher from Crewe.
David KELLY had completed his boyhood and was now a man with his own family. One suspects that this must have felt a safe and secure place for David after the tribulations of the past. Over the next five years his family grew to five with three children – all girls.
But his education and training was far from over - Birmingham and Oxford universities were to follow.
In time he became a pre-eminent world expert in his field of science and biological warfare.
2003 - David’s Death
Quite out of the blue David died; amazingly no witnesses to his death could be found; but it is hard to believe that there were none.
I have no doubt that his death was from natural causes. But - induced by aggressive interviewing at a meeting with the Civil Servants in the evening of the 17th July 2003; he died from acute heart failure – probably early in the morning of the 18th July.
His “companions” should have put up their hands and explained how David came to die.
But NO – David was being searched for high and low by the press – and these spineless creatures could not face the consequences of such an admission.
Instead a process of a cover-up ensued with David’s body being bundled into the boot of a car, slashed with knives and being unceremoniously dumped in woodland.
These appallingly callous events seem to have been known at the time to Charlie FALCONER, Tony BLAIR, Lord HUTTON and a cohort of Civil Servants.
Charlie FALCONER asked Lord HUTTON to lead an inquiry into David’s death. He accepted this “request” less than four hours after David’s body had been found – let alone identified.
This inquiry was - a joke, a charade; the media called it a whitewash. It did nothing to clarify the details of David’s death – but merely added confusion to obfuscation; these lackeys ran rings around the truth.
An inquest is still needed.
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