A Story of Betrayal, Resilience, Serious Child Abuse, and Court Government Systemic Failure
Foreword
Here, you’ll discover the story of how my entire family was poisoned by lies against me—except for my mother and father, Dorothy Summerfield and Ray Summerfield, who always remained true in their words and deeds. Yet, amidst this turmoil, the situation was further compounded by a corrupt family court system lead by David Connor then Head of Portsmouth CPS, which perpetuated the falsehoods and failed to uphold the principles of justice. This only deepened the wounds and shattered the bonds within our family, making this story not just one of personal betrayal but also systemic failure.
This website is currently under construction and will expand to include the story of the Connor Justice Gang, who supported David Connor without question.
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Summary
The story details the author's struggle against systemic manipulation and control within their family. Key figures include David Connor, head of CPS Portsmouth; Dan Clacher, head of Portsmouth Police; and Jacky Floyd, a drug pusher and family friend. Floyd used a practice called "cuckooing" to take over the author's home, manipulating family members with drugs and lies, leading to parental alienation. Despite court orders to remove Floyd, the court welfare officer, Pam Phillips, protected Floyd and ignored the abuse by claiming to the court she was untrained to deal with emotional abuse there by worsening the situation.
The narrative also highlights broader systemic failures, with Connor and his network creating a web of deceit that led to harassment warnings and false accusations against the author. Ultimately, the author was fined for writing lawful letters, exposing the corruption and manipulation within the court system.
The story culminates with Floyd attempting to burn down the neighbour’s home and Barbara Nicholson nearly killing herself from a drink and drug overdose, which left her with permanent brain damage. As a result, the author's daughters had to look after Barbara for the rest of her life.
Main Themes:
The story explores several key themes, including:
- Systemic Undermining and Manipulation: The story revolves around the author's personal ordeal of systemic undermining and manipulation. Most of the author's family members went against him, except for his mother and father. He was the one who had to be resilient. It highlights the broader injustices that cast long shadows on the sanctity of family and the essence of fatherhood.
- Cuckooing and Exploitation: The narrative details how Jacky Floyd, through actions known as "cuckooing," took over the author's family home. Cuckooing is a cruel and invasive practice where individuals exploit vulnerabilities to gain control over some-one else's property.
- Court Failures: Despite family court action to remove Floyd, the court welfare officer, Pam Phillips, protected Floyd and ignored the abuse, worsening the situation.
- Parental Alienation: Floyd's actions led to parental alienation, turning the author's children against them through lies and manipulation.
- Systemic Failures: The story also touches on the broader systemic failures, including the manipulation by David Connor and his network of connections, which created a web of deceit that reached deep into the author's family.
- Harassment Warnings and False Accusations: The author faced harassment warnings and false accusations, leading to a series of court hearings and arrests.
- Corruption and Manipulation: Ultimately, the author was fined for writing lawful letters, highlighting the corruption and manipulation within the court system.
- Sibling Rivalry and Family Betrayal: Where the authors two brothers John, Keith and his wife Liz Summerfield have covered up to protect themselves and their childhood friend once Head of Portsmouth CPS, Mr David Connor.
- Tragic Ending: The story culminates with Floyd attempting to burn down the neighbour’s home and Barbara Nicholson nearly killing herself from a drink and drug overdose which Hampshire Police, Portsmouth CPS, solicitors, MP and Government Ministers
In the quiet yet turbulent depths of my family’s story lies a tale of systemic undermining, manipulation, and resilience. What unfolded was not merely a personal ordeal but a stark reflection of broader injustices—casting long shadows on the sanctity of family and the essence of fatherhood itself.
Key players in this saga included David Connor, then head of the CPS Portsmouth; Dan Clacher, head of Portsmouth Police; and Jacky Floyd, a known drug pusher and family friend of Connor. Alongside them were brothers John and Keith Summerfield and his wife Liz, as well as a network of solicitors in Portsmouth, all orchestrating deception under the guise of justice. Their motives were layered and deliberate, exploiting institutional vulnerabilities to sow discord and seize control.
This is the true story of how Jacky Floyd, through actions known as "cuckooing," took over my family home. Cuckooing—a cruel and invasive practice where individuals exploit vulnerabilities to gain control over someone else's property—became the focal point of our ordeal. In this case, the exploitation was fueled by Jacky Floyd, a member of a drug gang, who used substances as tools of manipulation and control. By introducing addiction and dependency, they created a cycle of vulnerability that allowed them to infiltrate our lives and push drugs onto the friends of my daughters.
However, the impact of Jacky Floyd’s actions didn’t stop there. Through a web of lies and manipulation, she destroyed my role as a father, turning my own children against me. Her calculated actions sowed seeds of mistrust and fear, leading my children to both hate me and be afraid of me. This is also a story about parental alienation—the heartbreaking reality of how deception and systemic failings shattered the bond between a father and his children.
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Floyd’s first move was to target Barbara, my children’s mother, using drugs to gain control over her. With Barbara under her influence, Floyd began feeding my daughters a fabricated story about why I was no longer living with them. She claimed that I was an abusive drunk who had been convicted of domestic violence against their mother seven years earlier. At first, Barbara rejected Floyd for telling such lies, even kicking her out of the house.
But one night, while Floyd was staying at the house, I caught her smoking a joint in front of the children. That evening, I told Floyd I wanted her out of the house the next day. The very next morning, Barbara kicked Floyd out, but only after Barbara and Paris caught her screaming and shouting at Gretel. Floyd was hurling the same lies about me, while Gretel lay crying hysterically, shouting back at Floyd, "It isn’t true!"
Floyd’s grip tightened, and eventually, Barbara welcomed her back. Soon after, Barbara began echoing Floyd’s false narrative to our children. She told the girls that I had just hit her again, and they believed her, resulting in a complete breakdown of contact. It soon became evident that Barbara was attempting to relive her youth—even if it meant sacrificing the truth and the well-being of our family.
This widespread manipulation made it increasingly difficult to fight back against the fabricated stories being circulated. Determined to protect my children and reclaim control, I took the matter to court to have Jacky Floyd removed from Barbara’s home.
The 1999 Parental Alienation Syndrome Family Court Case
At the first hearing, the court was presented with evidence of Floyd’s abuse—specifically, the lies she was telling my children about me. The magistrates, recognizing the severity of the situation, ordered a full welfare report to document the abuses Floyd had inflicted on my children.
Pam Phillips, the court welfare officer, tried to argue that such a report was unnecessary. However, the magistrates disagreed, insisting on full statements from both me and Barbara Nicholson.
For the first time, it felt like the tide was turning. I thought to myself, “Finally, Jacky Floyd is going to face the consequences.”
Court Welfare Officer Pam Phillips Protects Jacky Floyd and Barbara Nicholson, Ignoring Child Abuse.
None of the court’s orders were carried out. Barbara and I were supposed to have appointments with Pam Phillips to discuss the case, but those appointments were canceled. The children were meant to be interviewed by Pam Phillips, but I don’t believe that ever happened—there’s no mention of it in the court welfare report.
Shortly before the court welfare report was to be written, Pam Phillips called me in and told me she wouldn’t discuss the contents of my statement. She explained that she was untrained to deal with emotional abuse—a sentiment confirmed by a letter I received from the court welfare manager saying the same thing. Barbara was also allowed to submit only a partial statement, despite the court ordering a full one.
At the final hearing, I raised all of these issues, but Pam Phillips stood by her position. standing on the bench, she stated she felt Gretel should make her own decision about whether she wanted to see me or not. I responded, “How can Gretel make up her mind when she doesn’t even know what up or down is?”
Despite Pam Phillips’ own admission that she was untrained in dealing with emotional abuse, the magistrates agreed with her recommendation. They accepted the court welfare report even though it contained glaring errors—such as stating that I had only lived with the children for eight months, when in fact I had lived with them for seven years. The report was in fact clean but it failed to mention that there was no evidence of police or social services involvement during that time.
Brothers Keith and John knowingly spread false claims of domestic violent
Ultimately, I was forced to wait until Gretel decided she wanted to see me—a painful separation that lasted over a year. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to me, Keith and John were spreading lies among my family. They falsely claimed I had been convicted of domestic violence, which they said was the reason Gretel and Paris didn’t want to see me. In truth, they were working alongside Connor and the drug gang, feeding the narrative designed to alienate me to keep me away from their home as Floyd was supplying drugs at that time to Barbara and Paris.
The 1999 Jacky Pink Floyd teenagers and adults get together drugs and party time
Now Floyd without me seeing my teenage children Floyd was free to begin clutching her claws into Paris and all her school friends
Despite all my interventions from then on due to systematical failures of Police, CPS, Solicitors, courts and minsters of the government this nightmare would only finally end when Floyd attempted to burn the next door neighbor's home down then just after Barbara Nicholson nearly died from a drink drug overdoes which would leave her with brain damage for the rest of her life
Floyd’s manipulation and Connor’s network of connections created a web of deceit that reached deep into my family. What I didn’t realize at the time was the extent of David Connor’s ties. He wasn’t just orchestrating the cartel’s activities; he was also leveraging his relationships with my brothers, John and Keith, to spread Floyd’s lies about me across my family.
Harassment and Parental Alienation Syndrome: A Father’s Struggle
It was over a year and a half, I waited for my daughters to return to me, as ordered by the court.
For During this time, Jacky Floyd’s influence over their home grew stronger. She began hosting parties and introduced drugs to Paris and her friends.
Gretel observing the entire breakdown of her family
At 17, Paris was now in college and had become popular among her peers, while Gretel, at 15, was deemed too young to attend these parties.
Instead, Gretel observed the breakdown of her home—not only with her mother but also with her older sister. It was Gretel who first reached out to me, wanting to talk.
Over the course of about five meetings, I began to see the toll this environment had taken on both my daughters. Paris, in particular, was highly strung. I remember giving her an expensive computer as a gift. When I handed it to her at the front door (Gretel wasn’t there), she took it without a word. I asked, “Aren’t you going to say thank you?” Her response was sharp: “What do you want me to do, go on my bended knees and say thank you?” Paris had now been taught to hate me. She now believed the lies—that I had beaten her mother and that this was why I had left home.
The Family Circle of Alienation
Gretel wasn’t sure what to believe, but with Keith and John spreading the same story throughout my family, she was being pulled in the same direction if she spoke about to anybody in my family.
The very last time I took Gretel out, Paris didn’t join us. It was a trip to London, and Gretel was bringing her friend Amy. The night before, Barbara called me with a chilling warning: “You better watch it—everybody believes what I say is true.”
On the drive to London, Gretel opened up to me. She told me about the parties Floyd was hosting and how Paris and her friends were involved. That was all I needed to hear where Floyd is drugs would follow.
But then she shared something else that deeply worried me: Barbara had moved Gretel into the main bedroom and was now sleeping in Gretel’s room.
When I asked why, Gretel said it was because her mother liked that room—it had been hers as a child and teenager.
I couldn’t help but wonder if there was another motive behind this, or if Barbara had simply cracked under the pressure. Later that day, I realized how far things had gone. I told Gretel that we were alienated—that everything she had been told about me was untrue. She cried, saying I had ruined her day. I took her home, feeling broken myself. In the aftermath, I sent three letters. One was to Barbara, outlining the night I caught Floyd using drugs in front of the children and the abuse that followed, as detailed in the 1999 family court hearing. I called her a “mere queen of pain” for what she had done. Barbara panicked after receiving the letter, knowing that Gretel had told me what was happening. Floyd—or perhaps both of them—went to David Connor to stop me from coming to the home.
Sex Male Crime: Guilty of being a Father
Connor’s response to the lawful letters I had sent—and to the fact that Gretel had told me Jacky Floyd was hosting parties with Paris and her friends, involving drugs—was to escalate the situation. He arranged with Dan Clacher, the head of Portsmouth Police, to send two officers, PC Taylor and PCW Martinez, who were explicitly instructed on what to do and say."
The police visited my home and issued me a harassment warning, unlawfully ordering me to stay away from my daughter Gretel even though Gretel had made no complaint about me.
We do what we are told to do (Milgram's 37)
They then visited Paris and Gretel, telling them I was dangerous and falsely claiming there had been a court case where I was convicted of domestic violence. The police instructed them to call if I made contact, promising to arrest me if I did.
I discovered what the police had told Paris and Gretel during a visit to the police station, where an officer looked it up on the computer. This revelation only fueled my determination to expose the truth.
I decided to break the harassment warning—a move Connor hadn’t anticipated. I went to the house, and Paris answered the door. I told her to follow the police’s instructions. She replied, “I will, I will, if you don’t go away,” and began to cry. Gently, I said, “Please, Paris, do what you were told to do.” She left the door open, showing she wasn’t afraid of me, and went inside to make the call. Within two minutes, two police vans and two police cars arrived, surrounding me with ten officers.
One went inside to speak with Paris, who told them exactly what I had said—nothing more. Meanwhile, I explained to the remaining officers what the police had done. Half of them agreed with me, but they still asked me to leave, which I did.
Breaking the harassment warning disrupted Connor’s plans. He hadn’t expected me to challenge it. With no evidence against me except the court welfare report which had a false history about me but it was clean with no police or social service invovment and no history of domestic violence, so Connor faced a real big problem.
Connor’s Unlawful Child Solution: Turning Love into a Sex Crime
Before we begin the next part of the story I am including the unlawful evidence that the police and CPS used against me
The evidence police (Dan Clacher Head of Portsmouth Police ) and CPS David Connor (Head of Portsmouth CPS) unlawfully used against me
David Connor Forced Barbara Nicholson to Fabricate the False History contained in the court welfare report in her Harassment statement
Barbara was coerced into writing a false harassment statement, claiming I had only lived with my children for eight months and that they had never wanted to see me. However, she couldn’t include allegations of domestic violence, as the court welfare report was clean—there was no record of police or social service involvement
Police and Connor’s Psychological Manipulation: Forcing My Children to Fabricate a False History
Connor’s unlawful solution was to fabricate another false history. This time, the children were made to write statements claiming I had lived with them for 13 years as a drunken, violent father who was eventually arrested and convicted of domestic violence. This narrative was designed to justify their supposed unwillingness to see me.
The existence of these two conflicting histories—one from Barbara and one from the children—exposed the manipulation at play. It also proved that my brothers, Keith and John, along with Keith’s wife Liz, were aware of these fabrications before the statements were sent to me.
This proves that John and Keith were involved from the beginning, as Barbara or Connor alone could not have orchestrated what happened. Keith and John must have supported Barbara, Connor, and Floyd by spreading false claims about me to the rest of the family while pretending to be on my side. This could only have happened if they were all acting together as a single entity.
For Conners plan to work it was vital that I pleaded guilty to harassment
The Trial: Pressure, Manipulation, and a Hollow Victory
After breaking the harassment warning, I found myself arrested three times in quick succession. Each arrest seemed designed to confuse and disorient me. One morning, at around 5 a.m., I was arrested, interviewed, and charged. As I was leaving the station, I was handed a court paper stating my hearing was scheduled for the very next day—a move that left me stunned.
I hadn’t even seen the statements against me when I arrived at court the following day. They placed me in Magistrates Court 3, where guilty pleas are the norm. Just ten minutes before I was due to go in, the three statements were handed to me. Speed-reading through them, I was shocked by what I saw.
A nervous young solicitor approached me, offering free help. I accepted and instructed her to tell the magistrates I wouldn’t plead guilty to this sham. However, she failed to highlight the two false histories contained in the statements, despite my explicit instructions.
What followed was a series of hearings, each delayed by the CPS claiming they needed more evidence—a clear indication they were scrambling to build a case. I fired the solicitors, sensing something was amiss.
After the first hearing, I reviewed the statements with my mum, John, and Keith. I expressed my disbelief, saying, “Barbara isn’t stupid—why has she allowed this to happen? We all know these histories are lies.” Mum agreed, puzzled by the situation, while John and Keith remained silent.
I sought help from another solicitor, Barrington-Clark, but he proved just as ineffective or currupt. I instructed him to push the CPS to drop the case, citing the two false histories and the lack of evidence. At the time, I hadn’t realized the court welfare report was being used against me. Mum offered to be a witness, but Barrington Clark never followed through on meeting her.
The harassment act of 2001 was new, and it became clear that the government was targeting fathers with it, aiming to secure a certain number of convictions and harassment warnings. Harriet Harman’s work was evident in this agenda.
I didn’t meet Barrington Clark until the day of the trial. He arrived looking nervous, immediately heading to the coffee machine. Twice, he took me outside the courtroom, shouting at me to plead guilty and threatening to walk away if I refused. I stood firm, delaying the proceedings as the magistrates waited.
The Harassment Court Trial
While I stepped away briefly, Barrington Clark approached my mum, John, and Keith, shouting loudly enough for Gretel and Paris to hear: “This man must plead guilty.” When I returned, my family didn’t tell me what he had said—a silence I wish had been broken.
The third time Barrington Clark took me outside, he found my weak spot. He threatened to make Gretel cry during his questioning, which shook me but didn’t break me entirely. Returning to my family, Keith urged me to plead guilty, saying, “You only wrote some letters—it’s all silly. Let me go around tonight and tell them this was all wrong. It’s wrong to write false statements about this. I’ll sort it out.”
Weighing his words, I decided to plead guilty—not to harassment, but to writing the letters. Barrington Clark agreed, and we proceeded.
In court, Barrington Clark read out my letter to Gretel, telling the magistrates he admired my decision to avoid upsetting my family with a courtroom battle. No witnesses were called. The magistrates were only presented with Barbara’s statement, the court welfare report, and the letters.
Ultimately, the magistrates fined me £100 for writing lawful letters, with no restraining order issued. It was a hollow victory—had I pleaded not guilty, I would have won the case outright.
Tragic Ending
Despite all my interventions from then on due to systematic failures of Police, CPS, Solicitors, courts and ministers of the government, this nightmare would only finally end when Floyd attempted to burn the next door neighbor's home down. Shortly after, Barbara Nicholson nearly died from a drink and drug overdose, which left her with permanent brain damage. As a result, my daughters had to look after Barbara for the rest of her life.
This story is a testament to the resilience of a father who fought against overwhelming odds to protect his family. It serves as a reminder of the systemic failures that can occur within our legal and social systems, and the devastating impact they can have on families.