THE FREDDIE ANDREWS STORY
Web Page One.
The Gold-digging Begins In Earnest.
Please note that text in red denotes my comments
As you will have seen from my Home Page my name is Eileen Wright, I am an 83-year-old widow and I live with my mentally handicapped brother Freddie Andrews looking after him almost 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. We live in Belfast, Northern Ireland. My son lives about ten minutes from here and is a great help to me.
Despite his being severely mentally handicapped, Freddie was treated as an equal by all the members of our lovely family. Here he is, all dressed up like the rest of us in the photograph (slightly damaged with age) below, on a special family occasion.
Standing, from left: Betty (Hamilton), Dorothy (Davison) deceased, Eileen (Wright), Vera (Douglas) deceased.
Seated, from left: Freddie Andrews junior, Fred Andrews senior deceased, Minetta Andrews deceased, Billy Andrews deceased.
This is not how our Care and Protection agency here in Northern Ireland operates when it takes over the Care and Protection of a mentally handicapped person. On the contrary, the Care and Protection agency becomes a law unto itself. This agency treats a mentally handicapped person as someone to be used and abused. If the mentally handicapped person has money and property, that person is then targeted for that money and property. In fact, and in practice, convicted criminals in Northern Ireland have been treated so much better by the relevant authority, probably because these people's 'friends' are ruthless enough to put fear into people like those who look after convicted criminals. The members of Freddie's family are not in that category. Nevertheless, one Official Solicitor told another solicitor that I was dangerous and accused me of being the 'famous Mrs. Wright who wrote letters everywhere'.
Now, why would an Official Solicitor consider letters from me to be dangerous?
Why would an Official Solicitor consider it necessary to obtain a High Court injunction preventing me from writing to the Official Solicitor's Office?
All I ever stated was the truth. Why would Official Solicitor after Official Solicitor be afraid of the truth?
The reason is very simple. These legally educated professional people who have been enjoying a little bit of power here in Northern Ireland, felt safe enough during all the political and social upheaval during the Troubles, to exercise that power for their own ends by hijacking the rules of their Office, substituting their own rules and even using the power of the High Court to enforce these 'new rules'.
Freddie should be living in the lap of luxury with a full-time carer. He could well afford it after our father, the late Fred Andrews, left him unusually well-off when he died in 1972.
Wealthy businessmen, however, ably assisted by the legal profession, made the first move to ensure that Freddie was not to enjoy this wealth and property as our father intended. We put Freddie into the care of the Courts for his protection and the protection of his home and his estate and Official Solicitor after Official Solicitor set themselves up as owners of Freddie's estate and carried on the plunder.
Worse than that, the authorities responsible for seeking out and punishing criminal activity, namely the police and the Courts, again ably assisted by the legal profession, have turned a blind eye to those who have plundered my brother's inheritance. Instead, these members of the legal profession have actually turned their venom on members of our family especially our late elderly mother and me, as well as turning their greedy and avaricious eyes on my mentally handicapped brother's inheritance.
Dad built up a very successful motor car business in Belfast over many years and our family lived in a magnificent home in the Belmont area of Belfast. We were not spoiled by any means, but we never wanted for anything. We did not have access to a lot of money, but when it was needed, there never seemed to be any shortage of it. As my brothers and sisters and I grew up, we were somewhat sheltered from having to strive for those things we later learned most people really work hard for. Dad thought nothing of taking us to Dublin just for a family outing to the cinema or suchlike and we never knew what it was to save up for necessary things. Such necessary things were either available already in our very spacious home and its surroundings or were provided for when deemed necessary.
I worked for my dad for some years.
When my father died on July 14th 1972, my brother Freddie inherited many prime business properties in the centre of Belfast as well as "Tara House", our magnificent home at 14 Castlehill Road in the exclusive Belmont area of Belfast. In fact, all these properties were already in Freddie's name long before my father died. In spite of my father's wishes in respect of his mentally-handicapped son, "Tara House" was 'sold' for £38,750 to a senior solicitor, who had responsibilities in the Law Courts in Belfast, without our family's knowledge by a scheming businessman who had no mandate to do so. He was assisted in this plunder by a corrupt solicitor who was later given a suspended jail sentence for wrongdoing, in another case altogether, and struck off the list of solicitors.
Amazingly, no action was ever taken against ANYONE for the criminal plunder of my mentally-handicapped brother's estate, and no action is being contemplated even though Freddie now, ostensibly and 'legally', owns absolutely no property whatsoever. Morally AND legally however, Freddie is still the rightful owner of "Tara House" at 14 Castlehill Road and is still the rightful owner of other extremely valuable property in the city centre. In fact, Freddie rightfully owns part of the massive CastleCourt complex as it was built partly on Freddie's land.
When "Tara House" was sold again some years later, this is how it was described in the Sale Brochure by estate agents, The Eric Cairns Partnership.
This is the front page of that Sale Brochure.
Above is a picture of me standing outside the front door quite a few years ago. You can see the beautiful Terrazzo entrance walk and steps and the little protective wall on either side of the walk. Compare the condition of "Tara House" when my father was living (above), with the condition of "Tara House" at the time of its second 'resale' (below).
Here is a close-up view of the same entrance in another picture in the Sale Brochure. You can see that the beautiful little walls, one on either side of the walk to the front door, have been taken away and there is no longer any Terrazzo on the outside walk. The whole front entrance has been defiled. My father would never have allowed this to happen, nor would any member of our family. I believe that "Tara House" was sold at this time for much more than the asking price of £425,000. Obviously, time was given to allow offers to be made and so allow the property to be sold for the market value at the time.
"Tara House" had been taken off Freddie and my mother by millionaire businessman Charles Gilpin and dishonest solicitor Herbert Wright, of solicitors Tughan & Co., and 'sold' for £38,750. It was 'sold' on the very first day it was offered for sale to another solicitor, Mr. Jemphry. No time was given to allow market forces to determine, through offers, the real and proper value of "Tara House" especially in the condition it was in when my father died. Mr. Jemphry, solicitor, was obviously in a privileged position for reasons best known to himself and those involved in the 'selling'.
When "Tara House" was built almost sixty years previously, it cost around £37,000 to build at that time.
Members of our family were unaware of what was happening. When we did realise what was happening, we put Freddie and his inheritance in the care of the Care and Protection Agency, not realising that we were taking Freddie 'out of the frying pan and putting him into the fire'. This only continued and even escalated the orchestrated criminal plunder of my mentally handicapped brother's inheritance by government agencies, businessmen, solicitors, estate agents, and many others which has now gone on for three decades.
Those vested with statutory power have used their privileged positions to assist in this plunder and also to cover it all up, especially the members of the police force here in Northern Ireland, including the Chief Constable.
The legal authorities, instead of respecting my father's wishes by allowing Freddie to enjoy the lifestyle he was accustomed to and live in the environment he had lived in most of his life, not only used his home for their own devious purposes, but used and abused the support property resources my father put in place for the upkeep of his home. Sadly, such monstrous, illegal and criminal behaviour received the blessing of the High Court Judges.
Anyone who has read "Stalker", by former Deputy Chief Constable of Manchester, will know the conduct of the top police officers here in Northern Ireland at this time.
The Cairns Partnership Sale brochure also contained several other views of our magnificent home.
This is the entrance into the avenue of our family home, "Tara House".
As you can see, "Tara House" is set back from the roadway and is quite secluded while being close to all city amenities.
This is a view of the rear of "Tara House". As you can see it is a very spacious dwelling. This was our home and the home my father wished Freddie to enjoy for the remainder of his days. My father made sure that Freddie had the means to maintain it as well.
This is part of the garden at the rear of "Tara House".
My father made sure that our large garden was very well maintained. There were lots of shrubs and bushes which made it a very peaceful place to sit, especially in the mild weather.
This is another view of our large garden at the rear of "Tara House".
This is another view of our large garden at the rear of "Tara House".
Within eight months of my father's death in 1972, millionaire businessman Charles Gilpin had persuaded my mother, at that time 75 years of age and still suffering the loss of her husband, to take the family's affairs out of our long-standing family solicitors and put them into the hands of his solicitors, Tughan & Co. Not only that, but in that short time, he also persuaded my mother to make him the sole executor of her will. In this he was assisted by solicitor Herbert Wright, an employee of Tughan & Co. Herbert Wright, who was later struck off the list of solicitors and received a suspended jail sentence for professional misconduct, is actually one of the witnesses to that will.
My father had made it abundantly clear that it was his wish that my mother and Freddie would be able to retain, remain in and maintain their beautiful home at 14 Castlehill Road while they lived, by purchasing city centre property in Freddie's name as financial support for this purpose.
Please read my father's Will and the Report by Jackson & Andrews & Co Accountants. As you can see from my father's will, Gwendoline Sullivan of Boston & Sullivan, Solicitors, was a trustee of my father's will, which is probably the reason my mother's and Freddie's affairs had to be taken elsewhere.
Within three years, however, the same two men, Charles Gilpin and Herbert Wright, had persuaded my mother to sell the beautiful home my father had left my mother and Freddie to enjoy. My mother was told that she could not afford to keep it, and that she and Freddie should be living in a smaller house. Of course, neither my husband nor I, nor, it seems, the other members of our family, knew this was going on.
These two men took advantage of a suffering and very elderly woman and a mentally handicapped man, both of whom were incapable of knowing what these men were up to. In fact, even if my mother did give HER permission to sell "Tara House", it was meaningless. My mother did not own "Tara House" since it had been put in Freddie's name by my father many years previously and could not be legally sold.
My father made provision for Freddie to retain and remain in 14 Castlehill Road for as long as he lived and he also made provision for my mother to remain in 14 Castlehill Road for her lifetime. Legally, neither Freddie nor my mother could have given permission to sell this property.
This is copied from a rather badly photo-copied document and is all I can make out from it. I am not sure who the author is, but it seems as if it came from the Office of the Official Solicitor. It is obviously typed out by someone in an official capacity.
Let us look at this sequence of events.
It doesn't really matter who made out this document. What is important is that it has recorded the events. I include them, again, here, and make my own comments in red:
"On 3rd Dec 1975 the Patient contracted to sell his dwelling house to Mr Gerald Patrick Jemphrey for the sum of £38,750.
"Tara House" belonged to my brother Freddie who was certified as having a mental age of about ten or eleven years and incapable of making any decision about the sale of property or looking after his own affairs. It was well-known to everybody in and around the family that Freddie had been in this condition since his early teenage years and Charles Gilpin would have been well aware of this fact as he 'hung around' our family a lot. As a solicitor, Mr. Jemphrey should have been aware of this situation. He must have been aware of the knock-down price he was getting "Tara House" for as it would have been second nature to him as a solicitor to check up on the fact that Sir Adam Turner built this house in the 1920s for £37,000. Such a magnificent property would have increased in value during that time by more than £1,750, especially given the fact that my father spent a lot of money on the gardens and interior of the buildings, putting in another bathroom among other improvements. This conspiracy to defraud my mother and my brother must be exposed and punished and the property returned to our family.
"The sale was completed and an assignment executed by the Patient on the 31st March '76."
This is absolute nonsense. Freddie was incapable of authorising such a sale.
"A Valuation of the property prepared by Messrs Desmond McConnell & Martin & Co dated 1st August 1975 had suggested that the property was then worth £37,500. Messrs James Boston & Sullivan acting on behalf of Mr W.J. Andrews and Mrs Vera Douglas obtained a Valuation from Messrs MaCrory & Jefferson of 44 Donegall St Belfast dated 3rd Nov 1983 which states that in their opinion the property had a value in February 1976 of £50,500."
Both these valuations grossly undervalue "Tara House".
The accounts in the report of this sale and the related purchase of 4 Norwood Gdns were prepared by Messrs Tughan & Co [corrupt solicitors] showing their own costs and outlays, other expenses borne by the Patient [Yes, the wealthy vulnerable Patient who was ripe for robbing] and the provision of a bridging loan from the Ulster Bank Ltd to enable the purchase of 4 Norwood Gdns to be completed before the completion of the sale of 14 Castlehill Road.
The purchase of 4 Norwood Gardens was absolutely unnecessary, making the expensive bridging loan unnecessary. Now, here is a question. How did my mentally-handicapped brother Freddie who had a certified mental age of around 10 obtain a bridging loan??? It was all set up by Charles Gilpin and Tughan & Co whose interest did not lie with my mother or my brother Freddie. Another solicitor, Mr. Jemphrey, was already lined up to grab Freddie's home and grab it he did.
Although the sale was completed in April 1976 the next proceeds of sale amounting to £8,950.65 do not appear in the Patients general account with Messrs Tughan & Co in their clients ledger until 4th April." [Why does the figure of £8,500.94 appear on the above accounts?]
Charles Gilpin and Tughan & Co combined to defraud Freddie of his magnificent home "Tara House". They 'sold' it for £38,750 having already bought 4 Norwood Gardens for Freddie and my mother with Freddie's money for £23,500. As mentioned above, this totally defective house had to have, at least, a further £17,000 of Freddie's money spent on it to make it habitable which meant that 4 Norwood Gardens actually cost more than the beautiful and good home my mother and brother were illegally put out of. Not only did Gilpin and Tughan & Co put my elderly mother and handicapped brother Freddie out of their beautiful home and into a, then, slum, but they actually charged Freddie a load of money for their 'trouble'!!!
In Official Solicitor Brian Hall's Report to the High Court dated January 30th 1984 it states:
29. Domestic arrangements. The Patient now resides at 4 Norwood Gardens, Belfast which was purchased by an Assignment dated 24 November 1975 for the sum of £23,500. I have already indicated, in paragraph 9 above, that the view already taken by Mr Drennan in the course of his preliminary enquiries that it was in the Patient's best interests to move to a smaller and more manageable property is shared by me and by Mr Kerr.
I hope you, Mr. Hall and Mr. Kerr QC, and many others read the previous paragraph and see the shocking folly of your statements. You should be ashamed of yourselves.
The amount of money stated to have been obtained from the 'sale' of "Tara House" was £38,750.
No. 4 Norwood Gardens is stated to have been purchased for £23,500.
The difference in these amounts is £15,250.
There was only £8,950.65 left after "the accounts of this sale of 4 Norwood Gdns were prepared by Messrs Tughan & Co showing their own costs and outlays and other expenses borne by the Patient".
This means that Tughan & Co took £6,299.35 of Freddie's money in addition to relieving Freddie and his mother of their lovely home and put them into a totally defective dwelling.
So far, 4 Norwood Gardens had cost Freddie £23,500 plus £6,299.35 which adds up to £29,799.35.
Of course that is not the end of Freddie's outlay on this hijacking.
Freddie's money was hoarded by the legal eagles to the extent that he was allowed £25 per week pocket money which increased to £50 per week. My husband and I had to do repairs to 4 Norwood Gardens at our own expense after we went to live there with Freddie and my mother in the summer of 1982.
It was to be another twelve years before we, with the determined help of Councillor Chris McGimpsey, were able to persuade the Official Solicitor to part with £17,000 of Freddie's own money to do essential building and electrical repairs to this defective house. Had Freddie and my mother been allowed to stay in their own home, such an outlay would not have been necessary.
Instead of Freddie's enforced outlay of £29,799.35 gaining in value, more money, all £17,000 of it, was taken out of his account to make 4 Norwood Gardens habitable, bringing the total outlay to £46,799.35.
Now, compare the disastrous financial debacle of the 4 Norwood Gardens deal for my mentally handicapped brother Freddie, with the absolutely fabulous financial utopia which the "Tara House" deal became for certain people especially in the 'legal profession'.
The value put on "Tara House" by estate agents to take the house off Freddie and my mother was accepted as the sale price at £38,750, but, now read this slowly, the next value put on "Tara House" by estate agents (we have to find out the date of this sale and to whom) when it was next put up for sale was £425.000 - as you can see above for yourself.
Let me repeat that in case you think I have made a mistake:
The value put on "Tara House" by estate agents to take the house off Freddie and my mother was accepted as the sale price at £38,750, but, now read this slowly, the next value put on "Tara House" by estate agents (we have to find out the date of this sale and to whom) when it was next put up for sale was £425.000 - as you can see above for yourself.
Of course "Tara House" did not sell for that amount of money. No way. It sold for much more than that. "Tara House" which was put on the open market this time, unlike the time it was 'sold' to solicitor Mr. Jemphry who was given first refusal on the first day the house was put on the market illegally, was sold for just under half a million pounds, and, I believe, it was purchased by a High Court Judge although this has yet to be confirmed.
When "Tara House" was taken off my mother and Freddie, the thieving did not end there. I am including below, copies of two statements from Ross's the auction people which contain details of valuable items being sold in my mother's name. My mother would never have parted with one of these items of her own free will.
Everything my father did was for the good and well-being of my mother and our family. Our lovely home contained the most beautiful furniture and effects. These were also investments which my father was happy to leave his elderly wife and handicapped son. Somebody sold them in my mother's name when she was moved to 4 Norwood Gardens, Belfast. Who was that "Somebody" and where did the thousands of pounds go?
Today, McKelvey's paintings alone would go for many thousands of pounds each.
My mother would never have willingly parted with them for any amount of money.
