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I was born in the small town of Padiham in Lancashire. A family with three children; two boys and one girl.
My mother was Jean Crawford from Redcar in County Cleveland/North Yorkshire and my father was Brian Siddle from Darlington City in Country Durham.
I've been married twice & my first son and daughter were born in Kettering, Northamptonshire, in the 1980's. My first wife was a UK/USA model and actress known as Tina Braybrook ( AKA Tina Kerti) and my second wife was my Lalla daughter of King Moulay Hassan II of Morocco in North Africa. I was also briefly engaged to Jo Copeland between marriages. Her family came from County Cleveland in the north east but there was no future in this engagement with her.
Of my surviving children there is Tina ( Changed her name to Christina when she went up to Derbyshire to live) who now lives in South Normanton, Derbyshire. Also Holly who started her career in estate Agency at Reeds Rains in Ripley in Derbyshire. Then one other daughter who was born at a High Street flower shop in Rushden, Northants, back in the 1980's. The flower shop is the one, along an alleyway, on the same side of the road as the Rose and Crown Pub on the High Street.
Holly was born on the north Nottinghamshire canal network on a narrow boat. She is the younger sister of a deceased older one who was also one of my other daughters. Her name was chosen by her mum and me. Holly, the bush, represents Christmas celebrations in the west and new life should always be revered and treated as a special present! There again people like me tend to support many New Age Culture ramblings; so I would do wouldn't I?
South Normanton , where Christina moved to, is a place that I knew from when I was younger. I lived at 28 South Street, in South Normanton, years and years ago.
My first son , from when I was the age of 17, died young but was born on Park Road, Kettering, vicinity in the 1980's, opposite Park Road Junior School, in Kettering, Northamptonshire, as was my daughter who now lives in South Normanton, Derbyshire.
However; since my first son died it is my intention to either produce, adopt, or use surrogacy means, as I am getting somewhat older, to replace my first son at some stage. I am no longer the young teenager who first had a son with Tina , my first wife, but there are things left to be done and another son is one of those things on my future agenda as part of my family minded culture. No hurry yet though!
I have a number of interests including good restaurants, good pubs (when I ever get the time), poetry writing; which I have been doing since 1983, and property and land policy which has always been part of my professional career.
I have had four books of poetry professionally published by both Osmora Publishing and Createspace Publishing. These are available through quite a few internet book shops but also high street books shops such as Blackwells Books, in the UK, and Barnes and Noble Books in the USA.
I am an ex Royal Institution of Chartered Surveyors Member (RICS) and my career in land and property has had a number of highlights including being the founder of Britannia Property Services, Property management and lettings agency, which I started in combination with a Birmingham City Chamber of Commerce Enterprise Initiative in the year 1993. Another highlight was being one of the early Development Officers for two new Northamptonshire County Council Country Parks. These being the Brampton Valley Way and Brixworth Country Park in the very early 1990's..
I am also one of the many contributors to the Countryside and Rights of Way Act 2000 which I did via research at a West Midlands Public Policy Research Unit called CURS (Centre For Urban and Regional Studies) , at the University of Birmingham, back in the 1990's. This came under the broad heading of green tourism policy management research.
Basically I am interested in anything to do with land and property career wise. Either in practice, academic, or public policy management! If it's not to do with land and property I will look at you as if you are mad because it doesn't interest me if it is not within the career discipline that I trained for and took a degree in! Land and property yes! Anything else; no!
I am ex RICS from having completed a fully exempting Land Administration Degree at East London University ( previously East London Polytechnic and East London Technical College) which is/was one of the main entrance routes to RICS surveying membership. These days I am a Fellow of the Property Consultants Society only having finished with the RICS some number of years ago.
I have a great interest in history. It was this interest that led me to researching the original Alderman/Lord of the Manor history that goes with the name Siddle/Sydal in lancashire. This enabled us to revive the feudal listing for the title although it is not possible to use the title prefix "lord" for Lord of the Manor titles a broken line of ascendancy. Hence the title now appears in brackets after the name , as a feudal Lord of the Manor title and never with the word "Lord" as a prefix before my name. E.G:- Andrew Siddle ( Lord of the Manor of XXXXXXXX) is the correct way to show the title to be legally correct:-
The name Siddle indicates a family that originally started in Wessex, of the south, and were then pushed up to the north west and north east areas , during the dark age saxon period, where the surname Siddle is now very well known.
Our family have also always held a close affinity to America which is mainly due to the maritime merchant navy travels of part of my family in previous centuries. This led to the situation whereby some of my family are American born and some are United Kingdom born. Sunderland, Plymouth, and New York Harbour all played a prominent role in my family's merchant navy side in previous centuries.
My father's father Reginald Siddle lived in Darlington City , County Durham; but much of his family were originally based around maritime Plymouth through working in the merchant navy. Many used to spend the same amount of time in the USA as they did in the GB.
Ignoring the Siddle part of the family my Great Great Grandfather, on my mother's side, Captain Robert Newman skippered the infamous Tiberius grain barque out of New York harbour in America back in the 1800's.This is the barque that disappeared without a trace , never to be found again, having left America and set out to sea.
Robert had family in Sunderland, GB, probably some family in America, and also his daughter Sarah Newman who was born in Alexandria in Egypt. Sarah was actually born aboard a ship, on the Mediterranean, because they didn't make it into Alexandria port in time for her birth in North Africa.
This is a report from the time about the disappearance of the Tiberius grain barque:-
Back in the 1980's I was involved in an incident in which my head was removed from my body in a rural field. Unfortunately , or fortunately, I killed the two farm labourers who led to this outcome. Air Ambulance arranged for me , and my head, to be flown to an AE specialist surgeons unit.
Basically the two farm labourers who attacked me were in receipt of a cash payment, from my father, to kill me out in the countryside. The owner of the farm was a client of my father and he just offered the labourers cash when he saw them both crossing the farm yard.
Following the incident my skull and brain remained the same but some of my other body parts were changed because I was too badly damaged by the two rural labourers. Both of my legs and one arm were smashed.
The outcome of this all was that my head is the only part left intact of the original me as it was stitched on to a newly deceased lower body. Technically Because I have a heart from one person, lower body from another, and head and brain that I was born with I am categorised as "hybrid human". My finger prints don't match the ones that I was originally born with. I was warned about the serious possibility that parts of my body could reject each other, via the human immune system, after the surgery.
I don't wish to make people scream, especially, but the one thing I did learn through the episode is that the human brain can still operate the jaw even when detached from the rest of the body. In fact it is still possible to speak for quite a while with the head detached from the rest of the body until eventually falling unconscious. Not very many people know that!
An unusual outcome came from all of this. I was approached by SIS/Mi6 about undertaking occasional work for them abroad in return for State protection from a charge of murder against the two rural workers who caused the incident in a rural field. I accepted.
So back in the 1980's I started to undertake occasional missions as an expenses paid external paid armed agent to Section 6 of the Intelligence Services who are based at Vauxhall Cross in London. The headquarters , at Vauxhall Cross, are actually a plain clothes armed forces base that are used mainly for data gathering. This was in addition to continued work within the property and land industries.
Section 6 undertake all intelligence and mission work of an international nature where as Mi5 deal with security issues within the United Kingdom mainland only.
The reason why I was selected is that , through being in the Royal Air Force Air Training Corps 1084 Squadron, I had previous firearms experience and training going back to the age of 14.
Through the help of SIS/Mi6 I was later switched from the Air Training Corps to the Royal Marine Reserves and offered a commission as an officer. This way I became just a regular armed forces reserve officer with secondary duties to mi6 as an armed agent for missions abroad. This was by assigning me, as an officer, to the Royal Marine Cadets at their headquarters at Deal in Kent. As I was doing a London based degree , in Land administration, I managed to get all the way up to the level of Commanding Officer of the Kent cadets and was also used for uniformed armed service abroad. My final rank as a uniformed RM reserve was Major as RM reserve commanding officer.
The Kent Cadets HQ was in the Deal vicinity of Kent and the original version of the building was a prefab timber building when I was first assigned to the unit, which would have been about late 1987, or so. I was on their register of personnel up until about the end of the 1990's for the cadet force. I used to commute over from my home address which at the time was Teasal Way, West Ham, in East London.
Initially my commission was given to me at the rank of Lieutenant and the promotion to Major did not occur until after a few years of service with the Royal Marine Reserves.
I also undertook my green beret all arms commando training in order to become an RM commando.
Amongst other things I led a beach assault , as operations officer, in the East Mediterranean one summer. The purpose was to knock out a heavy gun emplacement which had been opening fire from the beach. The beach landing was horrendous and we were sitting ducks. People were randomly being blown apart and human limbs were flying into the air together with blood.
My experience with the Mi6, as external armed agent was pretty much the same. It was mainly a heavy job to assassinate people denoted by the Uk state as being a security or terrorist threat to the United Kingdom. Also quite a lot of kidnap release work. I was given use of hand arms, semi automatic rifles, hand grenades, shoulder held rocket launchers, and TNT during my time doing the missions.
SIS, better known as Mi6, have to ensure Diplomatic Immunity from prosecution for overseas staff who are armed. The method of doing this is to grant the basic Knight Bachelor level of knighthood to operatives who go out on field missions. As many of the operatives are seconded from the armed forces, they are often only paid expenses for their time and not a wage. Hence the granting of the knighthood, which offers international Diplomatic Immunity from Prosecution, is 100% justified for missions abroad.
The SIS operational knighthood should not be confused with the honorary type of knighthood. An honorary knighthood is for high achievement in life for events already carried out often within a career. An SIS Diplomatic Knighthood gives diplomatic immunity to use fire arms, and for difficult negotiations abroad, on missions and as part of a job.
The knighthood gives the post nominal letters Kt after one's name. Not to be confused with KT which is the Scottish Knight of the Order of the Thistle if both letters K and T are capital letters.
I was knighted in the late 1980's by Prince Philip; better known as the Duke of Edinburgh. SIS run block applications through to the crown for various members of staff for this level of title to be used by operational agents abroad.
Prince Philip did the knighting and this was the only award ceremony he ever carried out of this kind. Really he was only filling in for the Queen , on this occasion, as she was double booked and unable to attend. Having been knighted by Prince Philip in the 1980's I had the knighthood re registered for private document purposes, passport etc, in the year 2003.
In the year 2012 I received an honorary United States of America Master of Arts Degree in criminal Law and ethics. This being largely on the basis of my previous experience working for Secret Intelligence Services in London, UK. The degree was mostly work experience based but with an assessment module as well.
This was followed by A Washington DC ( District of Columbia) affidavit/ apostilization from a United States Public Notary , authenticating the degree for the United Kingdom, in the year 2013. Also the authenticating signature of the United States Secretary of State at the time, John Kerry, plus the seal of the District of Columbia.
I was delighted to be awarded a United States Law Degree . Firstly because I wish to stay proactive and employable for many years ahead. Secondly because it is a recognition for legal issues that I used to be involved with such as the use of Press Gagging Order "D" notices whilst working as an external agent to Mi6.
A "D" notice is a Press Gagging Order which involves legal paper work and a meeting with the Defence Press and Broadcasting Committee(DPBC), to agree the scope of that which has to be banned from publication to members of the public.
With my American Law Degree I now have four degrees. These being a B.Sc (Hons) 2:1 Honours degree in Land Administration from East London University. A M.Soc.Sc Public policy degree (with research) in rural land access rights under the heading of Green Tourism from the University of Birmingham. A Canterbury University Master of Business Administration degree with an emphasis on Property Management & of course an American M.A. in Criminal Law and Ethics. That's the end; no more graduate school stuff or it will get to be too much!
The geographical areas I covered whilst working on occassional missions for Mi6 included: Africa, Spain, Northern France, Italy, and the USA. Also a small number of projects in the UK using the rank of R.M. Major; as a Royal Marine Reserves officer seconded to Intelligence work in plain clothes duty.
The Kent Royal Marines Cadet division that I was attached to have moved head quarters to a different site since the 1980's. Back in the 1980's I was listed as being commanding officer for a little while.This was at our little prefab timber hut in Kent. This was at a time when I was actually doing armed service abroad as well. Accordingly I was hardly ever there during my time as Commanding Officer of the cadets. I think in all honesty that the cadets probably preferred a C.O. who wasn't there a lot of the while. They had an easy time of it for a little while.
I was trying to complete an honours degree in Land administration at the same time as a mature student to East London University ( previously known as both East London Polytechnic and East London Technical College).. However I managed to complete my degree back then is just beyond me! I had so many things going on in my life and so much to do.
During Mi6 armed agent service in the USA I developed sun stroke whilst riding across America to New York City on a motorbike. This also coincided with an American TV News Company riding up along side me and interviewing me whilst we travelled along the road to New York CIty. Over night the sun stroke got worse and led to me hearing the Nevada desert sands whispering to me at the place I chose to sleep out rough.
For anybody who has never had sun stroke I will tell you. The pupils of the eyes dilate and grow massive and black. The same as would happen if you are physically attracted to a person that you are talking to. Your pupils lose their ability to adjust in size for a while because of the strength of the sun.
Anyway I had massive black eyes for about two weeks after sleeping out in the Nevada Desert. It took about two weeks for the size of my pupils to shrink again. In that time I took to wearing dark shades even when I was indoors!
Having arrived in New York city, by motorbike, I booked in to a hotel . Whilst there I decided to hire a car for various reasons. I still had things to do! I got my car contract nicely signed and took it out for a test drive.
However the following morning I got back into the car and I noticed a suspicious car about 100 yards / 91 metres behind me.
It had stopped in a weird manner and was stationary almost in the middle of the road behind me. I watched through my rear view mirror for a little while.
I watched and watched again. Nothing seemed to happen so I decided to get out of my car. As soon as I opened my door the car behind revved to maximum acceleration , thrust forward, and smashed into me ripping my driver's door off completely.
I wasn't killed but that seemed to be end of the New York City driving for the time being.
I have never really sorted out in my mind as to whether it was an insurance scam or just an American Intelligence Officer trying to prevent a United Kingdom Intelligence Officer from being mobile in New York City.
Since the time of the incident I have been told that New York had a policy of ramming the cars of foreign suspicious undesireables that they didn't want on the city roads back then.This they did by using a second hand car with a front bumper loaded with preset concrete in order to ram, and disable, the car that they were told to get off the New York city road network. It was very effective!
As I said most of my Intelligence work was abroad for Mi6 but there is a cross over of duties and sometimes I found myself working in the UK for an odd mission or project.
On one occassion I was given a street surveillance job in London observing passes by to a London street from a vacant apartment window. This coincided with my wife/ex wife Tina finishing a filming contract abroad ( for her acting career) and she wanted to visit me; which a marital spouse, or similar, was allowed to do. Little did I know that somebody else had already observed that I was observing and that I had become targetted from over the road.
Upon her visit one day I observed a red illuminated circle to suddenly appear on her clothing where she was standing at the back of the apartment. I instantly knew that it was a rifle laser sight which meant that somebody was about to open fire. I had used laser sight technology hundreds of times myself so my reaction was second nature.
I shouted to her "duck" and she said "you what"!
I shouted to her a second time and she said "don't talk to me like that"!
I shouted again and pushed her down to the floor.
As I did several bullets came smashing through the window from the other side of the road.
The property that the bullets came from was another apartment on the other side of the road. At no time had I been told that there would be anybody else from SIS/Mi6 in the vicinity so my assumption was that it was a foe; obviously the bullets fired confirmed this fact in my mind.
What the people over the road didn't realise, and apparently there were about 4 or 5 people in the property observing me, was that I was armed with not only firearms but also with what was, at the time, a new type of shoulder launched rocket that was property friendly!
It basically blasts a fireball which incinerates human flesh but leaves brick and plaster intact. This being in order to prevent a fire that would spread and burn down an entire apartment block potentially.
I picked up a shoulder launched property friendly rocket and blew the apartment over the road away.
Most people died instantly apart from one man, who wasn't with the others, who went back to the room where the observation point had been and opened the door to it. As he opened the door a fireball burst out of the observation room, from my rocket's impact explosion, and burnt him to a black charcoal before the flames vanished as quickly as they had started. This was the beauty of this device. It was designed to avoid a spread of flames after impact. Job done; End of!
Summer 1988 was a bad year for me. Having agreed to complete and armed mission abroad for SIS/Mi6 I got back to the UK to find that my father had permanently banned me from visiting his family home. This gave me a problem as student accommodation was not available during the summer vacation time out in East London as a matter of policy.
The reason he banned me , from the family home, is that I had become too well known in the national newspapers of various countries around the world because of doing kidnap realease work, and similar, abroad. He didn't like it so decided to disown me as his son completely.
I couldn't get my usual student apartment back until autumn and I was feeling rough and had no money having come directly back from an overseas mission for Mi6. So I decided to live rough by the river Thames until autumn term at the University.
I kept the company of meths drinkers, and tramps, for that time next to the river Thames in central London. Nice and warm under second hand cardboard boxes and listening to the ripples of the river and the singing of the meths drinkers around a make shift fire every evening.
During my time sleeping rough by the river Thames I witnessed two deaths at night. One time a man who had been drinking meths just fell into the river and died instantly. Another time a young professional , drunk as a skunk, came over from the city with his girlfriend and started shouting abuse at the down and outs around the evening fire.
Having shouted at them , in drunken tones, one of the down and outs stood up and stabbed him to death with a knife. The others around the fire just carried on singing and paid no attention to the murder. His girlfriend ran away screaming as his suited body fell to the pavement dead.
I later on befriended a down and out who moved over to Stratford, East London, from Sidcup.
He got himself set up with a nice, but very rough, trerraced townhouse in stratford with his fiance and her Alsatian dog for security. He always used to insist on drinking barley wine at the local pubs around Maryland and Stratford. I often thought he should have worked on a farm because he would have suited it. Not live in a city!
I never cared whether I was talking to a down and out or a city billionaire. I don't ever change the way I speak to suit people and alternate between high and low whenever I feel like doing so.
When I was stationed at Holyroodhouse Palace, In Edinburgh of Scotland, an incident occurred in which a supposed security man drew a razor sharp Commando knife and headed towards the Queen mother back in the 1980's. I shot the man dead using my Beretta revolver that I had in my suit jacket. As was my job in such an instant.
The Queen Mother ( meaning mother to Queen Elizabeth II) thereafter sent me several letters, and telephoned, and I was invited to stay at the Holyroodhouse Palace again. I had a bedroom to the right of the front elevation in one of the corner towers on the first floor.
For those who don't remember the Queen Mother she was the widowed wife of King George VI. She spent all of her time living in Scotland after the death of her husband. I last heard from her , on the telephone, in the mid 1990's. She later died on the 30th March 2002.
To talk to she was a fun loving person and had a naughty habit dating back to the death of her husband King George VI. Her husband George VI had always been partial to a large good quality cigar. After his death she missed the man so bitterly that carried on keeping a large box of best cigars where ever she travelled.
Every now and then she used to light one up and take a few puffs on it herself then laugh. It probably gave her a sense of comfort and a feeling that her husband was still alive and in the room in some way.
I shared a cigar , about three times, whilst visiting her at Holyroodhouse Palace, Scotland, back in the 1980's. I think she used to light the thing and then imagine her dead husband whilst walking around the Palace grounds.
The Palace, in Scotland, is a very lonely place for a widow to be wandering around.
Her full name was Elizabeth Angela Marguerite Bowes-Lyon and she was born on the 4th August 1900.
By the time I stayed at Hoyroodhouse Palace Scotland was already very much a known place to me. This was because my very first work for the Ministry of Defence/Intelligence Services was a simple job on Gruinard Island in Scotland. The job was to take Anthrax spore readings, in the air, at set intervals at various positions on Gruinard Island. The reason being that Gruinard Island had been used as an Anthrax bomb testing site towards the end of World War Two.
The entire island was so badly infected with Anthrax spores that breathing in the deadly spores could lead to death.
The testing of the Anthrax Bomb on Gruinard by the British Army followed on from a period of time when there were reports in London that Germany was about to unleash a chemical weapon to wipe out large sections of the United Kingdom.
Gruinard was requisitioned by the Ministry of defence and used to test a bomb that was Britain's answer to the German threat.
The Anthrax bomb was designed to wipe out millions of people by infection with Anthrax. It was supposed to spread the Anthrax spore infection over hundreds and hudreds of miles after it's initial explosion.
My time on the island was spent wearing a breathing mask to prevent breathing in Anthrax spores. Two years later the entire area was decontaminated. This was carried out by a private contractor. However my time on the island was very sad.
While I was taking my airborne spore readings people kept turning up to the island without a breathing mask and these people became instantly infected with Anthrax.
There is no known cure for Anthrax spore infection. Those who don't wear a face mask often die within a couple of months of infection. Either that or they end up spending the whole of the rest of their life with a lung and throat fungal infection that flares up from time to time.
At one stage people were lying by the small landing bay slowly dying.
People were lying on their backs crying and finding breathing more and more difficult as each day passed. A man who had decided to live on the island had gone completely mad, and was attacking anybody who approached the wreck of a stone hut that he was taking shelter in. That is what I witnessed.
Before decontamination , of Gruinard Island, the air was quite clear of spores for most of the year. This being because the Anthrax Bomb spores mainly lie in the ground. However once a year, in a specific season, the spores take to the air and are carried. At such a time the island became completely and utterly deadly to human beings.
Treatment of the land and clearance of the Anthrax spores was carried out in the year 1986. Gruinard Island was then sold back to the original owner for a price of £500 after all Anthrax spores were cleared. It took a considerable amount of time to do this.
For those that contracted Anthrax as a result of visiting the island, without breathing equipment, there remains no known cure for Pulmonary Anthrax. Those who did not die will have had Anthrax infection , and breathing problems, for the entirety of their life/lives.
The United Kingdom medical profession work on the basis that they can manage the worst of the symptoms of Pulmonary Anthrax , using medications, but never cure it.
After undertaking Mi6 armed work missions in Italy I arrived back in the United Kingdom in a very dishevelled state. Especially after having been thrown into the sand 5 miles from the Italian coast, and abandoned there, by a four wheel drive vehicle. I had severe sun stroke and was browner than the average African berber. By the time I reached the British Embassy in London I also had a full beard.
On the flight back from Italy to Heathrow Airport I was beaten up outside a toilet because I hadn't had a wash in ages and was smelling worse than manure.
On reaching the British Embassy in London I was accused of being a foreigner by the Embassy staff who kept on and on about the fact that a place over the road could help foreign people, like me, to gain UK naturalisation if I went over there instead. The name Siddle is synonymous with dark age Saxon Period Britons who have lived here since at least the 6th century, by historical records, and probably much much earlier! This is our country as the indigenous original population and race.
Eventually I refused to move from the British Embassy doorstep until the Embassy staff arranged for me to be arrested by the Police. That is what I wanted because I could finally get a wash and shave and something to eat.
Most of my armed service , for Mi6, was between 1985 and 1992 with a final armed recall around the year 2000. Between 1985 and 1992 I was armed with my own Beretta Revolver 12 months per year. After 1992 I just used a hand arm issued by the SIS armoury on an as and when needed basis for assigned missions.
Around the year 2000 I was called by SIS for one final armed engagement. In fact I received a phone call of a threatening nature from Vauxhall Cross, the SIS/Mi6 headquarters, in London. They said that they required me to "clean up the mess" from a people I had had an involvement with from years ago! I wasn't willing , or interested, but eventually agreed to do the mission.
I normally undertook armed work abroad but this time the mission was to deal with problematic illegal aliens in Wolverhampton.
A number of foreign nationals, without British Nationality or passports, had taken over an office block and were refusing to leave having stopped paying rent. They were also using Wolverhampton University students, UK, as prostitutes in a pimp set up run from a bed and breakfast over the road from the commercial office property.
Basically they advertised jobs in the financial services sector , new graduates would turn up for an interview, the new graduates would then be put on the game as a prostitute working from the bed and breasfast establishment over the road. They were also armed with american hand arms.
The mission was to enter the commercial property and ensure that the armed illegal aliens all vacated so that the property could be relet.
I told Mi6 that if there was more than one of the guys shacked up in the office block then I couldn't do the job with my usual hand arm because I would never get out of the office building alive. They refused to give me what I wanted so I said again that there was zero prospect of getting out of the office block alive for this mission. SIS armoury relented and allowed me to have what I requested. I requested a standard issue , fast action, armed forces submachine gun.
The job involved blasting a grappling hook launcher rope over a rear car park and straight through the second floor window of a locked up, but occupied, second floor commercial office window. I was then to pull it tight, aided by one other person who was to remain at the other side of the car park, then launch myself over through the second floor window using the winch wheel system and ensure that the illegal aliens were removed from the premises.
Having entered the property , through the smashed second floor window, I was met by three foreign occupants. One muttered something and another reached into his suit jacket for what I assumed would turn out to be a hand arm. I was right! Without speaking a single word I eliminated all unauthorised people before they could return fire. I gave a 4 to 5 second burst of fire from my submachine gun then left the building having completed the task . End of!
This incident, in Wolverhampton, was fully witnsessed by West Midlands Police Constabulary and was not especially subject to a press gagging "D" Order. Hence it was in many of the local West Midlands newspapers at the time.
After this mission I said that I would not be willing to do anymore armed work especially. The longer one carries out missions with firearms the higher the statistical odds get of being killed half way through a mission!
I put in a complaint about the Wolverhampton mission because as far as I was concerned, and even though the mission involved foreign nationals, Mi6 should be working on missions abroad only. Hence as far as I was concerned the mission that I had just completed should have been carried out by Mi5 and not mi6.
My time in Africa , for Mi6, at one stage led to me making an escape over the Western Sahara from armed personnel trying to track me down from further south. My first introduction to the Western Sahara Desert was therefore to bury myself in the sand so that I could not be seen by an Army jeep.
I found an old military coloured rimmed hat and put it over my nose. working my arms like a butterfly until I had pushed lots of sand over myself to conceal the whole of my body except for my nose, to breath, which was hidden under the old hat. This way my nose would have been the only visible part of my body and that was covered by the hat.
It worked; they shouted from the jeep for about ten minutes then drove straight by the hat that they saw sitting on the desert sand in the morning sun.
Having later befriended a Sahari Bedouin tribe of berbers in the Western Sahara we all told tales and stuff about our cultures. I managed to get them to give me right to cross the desert and aimed for the Palace of Moulay Hassan II , in Morocco, to seek protection while I decided on what to do next.
Later I was adopted by the Sahari Berbers I met as one of their own and also King Moulay Hassan II agreed that I could marry his only daughter from his first marriage. King Hassan II was married twice and most of the present Moroccan Princes are a product of his marriage to the second wife.
The first wife , Lalla Fatima bint Qaid Ould Hassan Amhourak , only had one daughter, my Lalla, who I later married. This being my second marriage in life as Tina Braybrook, the actress and model, was my first. She used to send me beautiful letters before our marriage. Sadly later she died at the Royal Palace in Rabat, Morocco.
In order to marry into the Alaouite Royal family of Morocco, and become the son in law of King Moulay Hassan II, one may assume that it would be difficult for somebody who was first and foremost originally Roman Catholic. Not so as far as I was concerned! In order for the marriage to go ahead I had to read and learn Islamic scripture and be able to recite the Shahada. I also had to accept that there is only one almighty which I did anyway.
There are five "pillars of faith" or things that "should be done" in the Islamic faith and culture. A pillar is an "act" or a thing that should be done within one's lifetime ideally.
I completed all five Pillars of faith whilst I was staying in North Africa. The final stage is pilgrimage. For this Moulay Hassan II, my father in law, took me to Mecca in the palace jet and I explored the entire region.
Technically I am a confirmed Roman Catholic, carried out by Our Lady of All Victories at Market Harborough, Leicestershire in the early 1980's but also an Alaouite because of the Islamic requirement of Morocco.
At the end of the day there is only one almighty hence the divisions between religions are merely a matter of a human disagreement.
Morocco's Royal Family are descendants of the Alaouite dynasty which has been ruling since 1631 when it's founder, Moulay Ali Cherif, became Prince of Tafilalt.
In order to become an Alaouite Prince the Palace Imam, at Rabat, had to be satisfied that I had met all religious requirements in order to be allowed to take up this role in life.
I studied under an Imam for some time during my stay in Morocco in order to be allowed to become a member of the household of my father in law King Moulay Hassan II; my father in law , and friend, since stumbling in from the desert sands of the Western Sahara one summer.
Islam does not care for Prince or Princess titles which may surprise many in the west. A royal title is secular where as the Alaouite dynasty is partly religious to Islamic history and culture. Accordingly it is not neccessary to be a Prince of the Royal House of Alaouite in order to be part of the Islamic Alaouite dynasty history and culture.
King Hassan II was determined to be a modern monarch and not a product of bygone times. To this end he became one of the first kings
to have a personal patent registration made in the United States. This was for a medical aid that he had invented himself that combines a video camera with heart rate monitor to help heart patients, athletes, and sports people.
I tried to persuade him to register the invention patent in the United Kingdom but he was determined to use the American patent system at the time. My father in law believed in spreading things around the world so that Morocco could be better connected and more international within it's dealings all around the world:-
Moulay Hassan, my father in law, died on the 23rd July 1999. His second marriage son Prince Mohammed VI , my brother in law, went on to be the new King of Morocco. Before becoming King he obtained a degree in France whilst his father was still alive.
King Mohammed VI obtained a Phd in law with distinction on 29th October 1993 from the French University of Sophia Antipolis for his thesis "EEC-Maghreb Relations".
At this time I was doing my Masters Degree , in the UK, with research into rural land access legislation under the broad heading of green tourism. I have degrees from East London , Birmingham, Canterbury University and America as well.
My father in law lived from the 9th July 1929 to the 23rd July 1999. He was King of Morocco between 1961 and 1999. Whilst his wife Princess Lalla Latifa Amahzoun ( Lalla Hammou) was the natural mother of King Mohammed Vi King Hassan had more than one wife.
It is the other side of the family, and his first wife, that I was a family member to.
In the official history of the Moroccan Royal Family no children were produced by the first wife of Moulay Hassan my father in law. However in the true life history of King Hassan II his first wife had one daughter who subsequently died at the Royal Palace in Rabat.
She is rarely mentioned in official records because after the death of her mother she turned on the King, her father, in an act of treason.
King Hassan II had her put to death by Moroccan Army firing squad on the criminal charge of treason.
Thereafter I became the only survivor of this side of the family. I was with her during the final 15 minutes of her life before the Moroccan army shot her dead. She died swiftly and did not suffer for a prolonged period of time.
Other members of the family of my deceased wife , in Morocco, died in the Middle East. A bombing campaign wiped out all of her remaining relatives at an oasis. A large white painted homestead property was bombed at the Ou Oum Oasis and I was made to listen as they called me on field radio phone.
I heard the screams as they were blown apart, and arms and legs were blown off with the explosions. Eventually the field radio itself went quiet as presumably it was blown to pieces. The occupants, my other relatives, were unarmed and the army doing the bombing were Israel.
Many people don't realise that the Moroccan State is officially Islamic but also conceals one of the biggest Jewish communities outside of Israel. The majority of the occupants at the Ou Oam Oasis massacre were Jewish Moroccan citizens who were murdered by the army of Israel. So Jews opened fire with missiles and bombs on other unarmed Jews and that is the way this world of ours is!
My second marriage in Rabat, Morocco, was photographed and in the press world wide. I adopted a completely Moroccan style of clothing which was the correct thing to do in Barbary/Maghreb.
My father in law , Moulay Hassan , had all of my wedding day Moroccan clothing tailored in Morocco, by specialist tailors and the cost was met by the Royal Palace account in Rabat.
Because my association with the Moroccan Crown was originally connected to the western Sahara Bedouin desert tribes something was left as a gift in the desert after the wedding. A cairn of stones was erected in the western Sahara desert to celebrate the wedding in Morocco. Whether this is still standing all these years on I really would not know!
I have been married twice and my first wife was Tina Braybrook ( AKA Tina Kerti). Tina was a fashion model , and actress, both in the United Kingdom and the USA.
She was half African because her father, who was born in Africa, was a dark skinned man. Her mother was a light skinned blonde haired woman. In fact most people that I have ever been close to have always had some form of connection to Africa in all honesty.
I had known Tina since the age of 8 and at the start we couldn't bear to be without each other and used to chatter and chatter all of the while.
Whilst Tina was the actress and not me I did have a period of time when I did stunt work which appears on many of her films. Basically cars jumping cars, guys falling from high rise buildings, motorbikes jumping through hoops of fire or over cars. That sort of thing! Also crashing cars of a cliff into the sea which was quite fun.
I wasn't frightened to do it and the film producers took advantage to use as many of the shots that I did in as many different films as they possibly could. So that they could get their monies worth.
For while I had Equity membership to do this. This was by attaching me to her card policy on a temporary basis.As everybody knows film production is union led and it is not possible to do film acting , or even stunts, in the UK without an Equity Card or Union membership of some form.
We both saw much of the USA, and much of the UK, and she did Hollywood acting for films; but never anything major . Only the smaller parts. The acting was all pretty much over by the time she was 32.
Andrew Siddle 03/06/19
( R.M. Reserves Major Andrew Siddle. Seconded to Mi6/SIS as armed plain clothes contentious issues external agent between 1985 and 1992 with a final armed recall in the year 2000)
The above autobiography contains items of history that are protected by the Official Secrets Act 1911 and the Official Secrets Act 1989. Under these Acts of Parliament some work carried out by Secret Intelligence Services, or Mi6 of Vauxhall Cross of London, is subject to twenty years of sworn secrecy by external Intelligence Agents. Also some aspects are subject to fifty years of sworn secrecy. This autobiography contains only twenty year secrecy rule events that have already passed the required twenty years; also historical events that have already appeared in the International Press and hence are classified as non sensitive.
(1980's through to the present)
Below is a 1980's photo view of my first wife Tina Braybrook ( AKA Kerti) , and me, when she was working as a model and actress both in the USA and the UK. Her photo is from a photo shoot at a Safari Park in the USA. The scene was used both in an American Movie and also a similar photograph used for marketing of a well known American Country music album. She was paid rather a large fee for the photo shoot at the time and the photo appears on the album sleeve cover. I was divorced from her years ago and I gave her an out of court lump sum as final settlement.
Having been married twice. My second wife was my Lalla, the only daughter of the first wife of King Hassan II of Morocco. Following the death of her mother she turned against her father in an act of treason. She was duly executed by a Moroccan army firing squad on the charge of treason against her father, the King, and State:-
BBC Television, at Shepherds Bush, London.
Photograph of the old BBC studios main entrance at Shepherds Bush , London. How it used to be back in time! I've visited on various occasions, back in the 1980's, when my wife had acting contracts there.
Andrew Siddle 24/11/19
1980's music? I never got into it too much personally. The late 1960's and early 1970's "hippy-esque" rock bands were much better in my opinion. In fact when punk rock arrived, at around 1977/1978 or so, I boycotted it completely from my life, and was still listening to Emerson Lake and Palmer and Crosby Stills and Nash epic albums from the early seventies. There again I also prefer "Blues" and "R & B" to pop anyway. J J Cale will always be on my music list even 50 years on from now.
Having said all of that this track, by Mental as Anything, seemed to stir a wee tad of heart string from me at the time of the 1980's though (maybe). So I suppose if I wanted to choose a pop track to sum up the time , back then, then this one would be one of my main choices that would do I guess. It was made famous when it appeared on the Crocodile Dundee series of films:-
I knew Martin Plaza, lead singer of Mental as Anything, from a chance meeting in a private first floor night club in the early 1980's. I was under age to be in the club , which I didn't tell anybody, and he was an established singer song writer from Australia. I staged an event in which I paid the D. J. at the club to let me grab the microphone towards the end of the evening and did a spoken prose/song improvisation in front of everybody dedicated to a little black haired Italian female sitting watching. (By the time I left school , at 16, I had already been working for two years, having two part time jobs including working evenings in a fish & chip shop. That is how I could afford to bribe the night club D. J. , which I did, and in my view of the time was really no longer a school kid.) It went down ok but I then had a major argument with Martin who couldn't stand the way that "us lot" lived/were living. I challenged him to do a commercial song about his objections but turn it into a comedy video because I felt that he was a bore with all of his complaints. I just couldn't stand his continuous moaning about everything. He did it. The video above is the one he did as a result of my complaints about his continuous moaning about everything that he saw in life.
Andrew Siddle 27/11/19
Lindisfarne Band Christmas Show - De Montfort Hall, Leicester City - 1980's
Back in the 1970's, 1980's, and ever since also I have been a major fan of the folk rock band called Lindisfarne , from North East England, and especially their hit singles "Meet me on the Corner" and similar. Having attended a Lindisfarne Band Christmas show one year , in the 1980's, the band asked me to play with them , as a Christmas Show Special Guest, on stage in front of a whole audience who heard their invite by microphone!
I was nervous but I agreed to do it. Of a Christmas Show tour of the Uk that they did, I did guitar and vocals for the entire evening at De Montfort Hall in Leicester City UK for two weeks.
At the time I was considering whether my life was best spent in either the music industry or in the property Industry. The guys in Lindisfarne were perfectly happy to have me for the Leicester City Christmas show playing live that year.
I later decided to drop music and just base my career on property and land projects. However at the time I had a Les Paul Repo guitar, four track recording deck and special effects pedals for the electric guitar.
I was not brilliant but having been told the correct key for each song that the band played I actually got a review from another source for the two Christmas shows that I did with Lindisfarne that was good! Also some photos that the Lindisfarne band still have somewhere or other. I enjoyed it; it was good!
Lindisfarne changed the advertising bill board from "Lindisfarne Christmas Show" to "Lindisfarne Plus Special Guest Andrew Siddle - The Christmas Show" , or words to that effect, and I was very much over the moon as I had never had my name spread around on a music gig city poster before.
The Mystery of the origin of Natalie Imbruglia song “Torn” solved?
Ednaswap was a rock band from Los Angeles, United States, that existed between 1993 and 1998. Over a span of five years, the band released four major label records on East West, Elektra Records and Island Records. However there was an older line up of the Ednaswap band back in 1980's.This is when the song Torn was written.
"As I remember it the lead singer with Ednaswap, had a job at a local American hospice as a nurse, before she started to sing with the other members of the band.....
My first wife Tina Braybrook (Aka Tina Kerti) was receiving treatment at the same hospital in between acting parts in London and American film sets. She got to chatting to my first wife and in some way this inspired her to start to sing.
The Already Torn song revolves around a conversation , about life, that the Ednaswap lead singer had with Tina when Tina was under going mental health therapy at the hospice that she was working in.. It is good that the inspiration for the song came!
However , as with many people suffering mental health issues, my first wife wasn't making complete sense and wasn't telling the whole truth in her conversation all of those years back at the hospice..
The nurse who was the first singer in Ednaswap in the 1980's did not carry on with the band and was later replaced. The band stopped when the nurse left; then reformed later with a new lead singer ready for the 1990's.
So the original writer of "Torn" disappeared back into working life in Los Angeles whereas the Ednaswap band went on to later produce albums with the song on. Great song though!...
who cares what inspired Ednaswap to write it when they did so at the end of the day... (" Illusion never changed into something real" should give you an indication of the kind of chat that my wife Tina had with her at the hospital before the song was put to music all of those many many years ago.....time flies and Tina has a different first name and doesn't do acting much anymore...all in
The band Ednaswap had already existed , with a different lead singer, before the new line up that started to release albums in 1993.
A number of people have assumed, over the years, that Anne Preven was something to do with
the writing of this song as second lead singer of Ednaswap. In fact she played on this fact at a music industry interview in London. She didn't write it.
I was there when the first lead singer of the band wrote it because I visited my wife in Los Angeles and met the nurse who wrote it at the hospice.
The problem was that the nurse who wrote "Torn", "which is just the things that my wife said set to music all those years back in Los Angeles Hospice in the1980's", was an employee of the hospice company that Anne Preven's father controlled. Accordingly Anne wanted her to stop writing music and wanted her to disappear back in to the working masses! End of!
I never especially liked Anne and I never will all that much. If ever I have to sit in a restaurant, or bar, with Anne Preven and collegaues, she always does the same thing! She calls me by her nickname for me which was always Andy Pandy back then when we were sitting around in Los Angeles. "Andy Pandy" is a British children's television series that premiered on BBC TV in summer 1950...;)
What we can say is that the song "Torn" is an Ednaswap song but that is was written in the 1980's before Anne Preven was anything to do with the song.
Also that Ednaswap have never had copyright rights to the song because the original nurse/band member who penned the words left and ceased to be in the music industry.
Natalie Imbruglia, from Australia, later did a cover version of this song but the original was written in a hospice, in Los Angeles, where my first wife was receiving mental health therapy.
It was the nurse who treated my wife who went on to
write and sing "Torn" as the band Ednaswap. It is just my wife's words during a conversation at the hospice set to music.
"I was there in Los Angeles, USA, visiting my wife when the song was written!"
While in America I also went to see their stage performances so I saw them all both on stage and off stage as well. No big deal!
Photograph of Anne Preven - Musician , song writer , and producer.
Back in the 1980's/1990's she used to call me Andy Pandy and I used to reply , when in the mood, by calling her Looby Loo in return.
The song Torn was written by a nurse called Edna employed by a hospice under the control of Anne Preven's father in Los Angeles. I believe the nurse may still live in Los Angeles but does not work at the same place. Unfortunately the song "Torn" used the words of my wife who was a patient there at Los Angeles Hospice in between film contracts.
Anne's father stopped the using of the words of a patient in a song by demanding that the nurse stop all involvement in the music industry. She gave up being a singer and just carried on with her job as a Hospice nurse. A fewYears later Anne Preven picked the song up again and it was used in a new version of Torn with a new band line up and recording contract in 1993. At no stage did my wife object to the use of her words as the lyrics to the song.
"So; the person who wrote Torn was Edna, a mental health hospice nurse and it was written at Los Angeles Hospice around about the mid 1980's. Anne Preven's father was in charge of professional ethics for the hospice and demanded that Edna either give up singing on stage or lose her job with the hospice. That is who wrote the song and I was there, visiting my wife who was a patient at the hospice, when she wrote it"
Andrew Siddle 29/10/18
Photographs of the Nevada Desert, USA.
I slept out in the Nevada Desert during the 1980's whilst riding cross country , from one side of America to the other, on a motorbike to a final destination of New York City. People were calling at 6 am the following morning so I headed back to the road and continued my bike journey alone.
I turned off the road and over the scrub till I reached a rocky outcrop and slept under the shadow of the rock with my motorbike next to me. In all I slept two days in the desert at different locations.
It was between my two nights sleeping out in the desert that an American News company filmed me, and did an on the road interview, while I was riding along on my bike.
The Nevada Desert, USA, and the Western Sahara Desert, Africa, hold some of the most vivid memories remaining at the back of my brain's store of imagery from life.
Photos - Changing Face of Time
Photographs, of the changes of time, from the early 1980's onwards!
The above link is to the website of the Property Consultants Society. I have been a member since the year 1990 and the Society was first incorporated on the 26th day of April 1954.. The Property Consultants Society act as an "umbrella" membership society for anybody who works in the Property and land industries at a qualified level. As an example a Chartered Surveyor , Master Builder on a building site, Chartered Engineer, or Chartered Accountant may wish to be a member if their category of work includes Property Consultancy. There is also a membership level for students wishing to qualify to work within the property and land industries. A property Consultant may be somebody who works for a client, employer, as an independent Consultant, or in partnership with others on a self employed basis for land and property projects.
2019 Books and Poetry by Andrew Siddle
Andrew Siddle Further on up the road promotional video produced in 2017.
Poetry books written by Andrew Siddle with poems from 1983 to 2018.
The Travelling Man Series - Eclectic poetry by Andrew Siddle in four volumes with illustrations and author's comments ( or distant ramblings as they are!).
The African Royal House of Alaouite, Morocco, Maghreb, North Africa
The link below leads to the official Arab history of the Royal Alaouite dynasty in Morocco, North Africa. As son in law of the now deceased King Hassan II I am the brother in law of the Monarch King Mohammed Vi from my second marriage. After an exchange of letters I married King Hassan's daughter from his first wife's side of the family. King Hassan's first wife was called Lalla Fatima bint Qaid Ould Hassan Amhourak. She bore no son but a daughter called Lalla who was my second wife in life. Lalla, my wife, later died at the Royal Palace of Rabat following a number of problematic incidents. I am the last survivor of the Hassan/Amhourak Alauoite family since the death of my wife Lalla in the 1990's. All other members of the Royal family were produced by the second wife of the King who was cousin to my mother in law Lalla Amhourak. My brother in law King Mohammed VI was the son of the second wife of Moulay Hassan II, Lalla Latifa Amahzoun (Lalla Hammou), so technically is a different family unit to me. Moulay Hassan, my father in law, later died on July 23rd 1999. Photographs of the wedding are still held in Saudi Arabia by the Royal House of Saud. The Alauoite Royal family, in Morocco, moved on to the family of the second wife of King Hassan II . Hence they no longer hold photographs of matters relating to King Hassan's first wife who died together with her daughter my wife. Below are official tourist photos of the Royal House of Alaouite Palace at Rabat. Also of my Father in law from my second marriage King Moulay Hassan II, The Palace of Rabat, Morocco, was my home and where I was staying at the time of my marriage to Lalla the only daughter of King Hassan by his first marriage. Lalla was executed by a Moroccan State firing squad on the proven charge of Treason against the Moroccan State and my Father in Law King Hassan II. I was with her during her final fifteen minutes of life which she spent in a secure cell before being taken out to be shot. She refused to stop saying the things that she was and refused to apologise. Her death was swift and she did not suffer.
(The photo on the bottom centre was an officially photographed public meeting between my father in law , King Moulay Hassan II, and the United Kingdom Monarch of my country Queen Elizabeth II on an official visit in 1980)
Picture of the official coat of arms of the Royal House of Alaouite in Morocco.
The current coat of arms of Morocco as at 2018 (formally, the royal coat of arms) was introduced 14 August 1957. It was developed by the graphic artists Gauthier and Hainaut and shows a green pentagram, specifically a two-dimensional Penrose pentacle on a red background before the Atlas Mountains and a rising sun. The royal crown is on top. Two lions function as the holders of the shield. On the ribbon underneath, the Arabic inscription is written: (Arabic: إن تنصروا الله ينصركم) (If you glorify God, He will glorify you) (Quran, Verse 7, Sura 47).
The Western Sahara Desert and Morocco to the North
Photos and map of the Western Sahara , in North Africa, and Morocco. As clear in my memory now as the day I ventured over the sands back in the late 1980's. Adopted by the Sahari berbers and then made Part of the family of Moulay Hassan II by virtue of the only daughter of his first wife. The Western desert either works for people or it doesn't. For me it is wild and beautiful. To many people it is just frightening. That is the difference.
The Manorial Guild Manorial Roll
The following link is to the Manorial Guild website. They are based at Newport , Gwent, South Wales, UK. It has been the ambition of the Manorial Guild to maintain a comprehensive list of Manorial titles for the Uk. This has been successful to some extent. The Lord of the Manor of Sydal title , for Lancashire County, is listed on their manorial roll listing which can be viewed below:-
Kersal Cell in North West England
Kersal Cell was a property that was built in the year 1563 and used for many years as a Cluniac Monastry within the Salford one hundred area of north west England. It's lands consisted of three acquired estates which included the Sydal Moor area of west Lancashire. The old Alderman and Lord of the Manor of Sydal Titles, relating to the Moors area, were never claimed back following the removal of the monastic order of the time. Kersal Cell is now a Grade II listed protected status property.
The North West England Saxon Period Moors of Siddle
Below are 1910 Ordnance Survey Maps of Sydal Moor lands in north west England. These show various points of interest including Sydal Farm, Siddal Moor Farm, Siddal Moor, Sydall House, Siddal Fold. Prior to the Norman conquest , of 1066 ACE, the entire area including a hamlet and Siddal Moor rural lands were under the custodianship of the Syddle family as their managed lands. As Aldermen for the area the Siddle family were a West Saxon allegiance rural Moors family pushed north during the Saxon period of British history. All would have originated from what became Wessex in the south of previous times. Whether the name Siddle indicates an actual Saxon family, or an historic Moorish family with allegiance to the Saxons (meaning brown skinned rural Moorish people, originating from Spain and North Africa, in the dark age period) is largely speaking a matter for conjecture. Moorish culture did pervade in rural Moorland areas during the dark age Saxon period of Britain. A lot of confusion exists as to what a Saxon is. The reason is that the word Saxon indicates a Dark Age period type of sword and not actually a race of people. Hence anybody who used a Saxon sword , as introduced from central Europe, was labelled as being a Saxon. Also maybe a special type of dagger known as the Seax. In reality the people of this period were a mixed bunch of various racial origins.
The Moors Countryside in Lancashire - My Place of Birth
Above are pictures of the Moors Country in Lancashire where I was born. The final and fourth picture is Pendle Hill . Pendle Hill is famous , in history, as being the site associated with the Pendle witches who were put to death by the Army and Witch Finder General appointed by Oliver Cromwell. The place that I was born was Padiham and we were within easy walking distance of Pendle Hill. So much so that I dissapeared and wandered/toddled over there at the age of 2 to 3 on my own one day back in the 1960's.
Royal Marine & Royal Marine Reserves Ranks
Below is an illustration of the Royal Marines, and Royal Marine Reserves, rank structure for officers as at 2019. My rank as Officer of the Kent RM cadets was Major and also for field service with the reserves. My field service included knocking out a gun emplacement, as campaign officer, in a full uniformed summertime beach assault in the east Mediterranean amongst other things.
Although my position with the RM Reserves, and Kent cadet force, ended by the end of the 1990's I am still listed, in 2019, as an active plain clothes reserve to Military Intelligence, Section 6, and this is my plain clothes rank for their missions as well.
As MI6 seconded officers, from the armed forces, are paid expenses only the option to select which campaigns to accept is a right of the individual. SIS have a large enough list of specialists to make this a possibility and it also ensures the greatest chance of success, in a State mission, by taking only enthusiastic personnel.
I started voluntary service to the RM reserves, and cadet force, at the rank of Lieutenant but was promoted later. When I first started I was classified as a University Undergraduate Reserve Officer within the Kent cadet force. At the time I was living in an apartment on Teasal Way, West Ham in East London, and had to travel down to Kent to their cadet forces hut.
My appointment was having switched to the Royal Marine Reserves from RAF Air Training Corps 1084 Squadron where I did my initial military training and foot drill et al. I had been with 1084 Squadron since the age of 14.
I did basic training and also completed the All Arms Commando physical training & Initiative Course which makes me a green beret Royal Marines Commando for armed campaign purposes.
Whilst most of the RM cadets work was voluntary SIS, Military Intelligence Section 6 , pay full expenses for any armed campaign work that they require from their plain clothes officers drawn from the armed forces and military reserves.
Technically I remain plain clothes Major Andrew Siddle as I was seconded to MI6 from the uniformed RM Reserves, and Kent Royal Marines cadet force, for SIS missions all that time ago.
Andrew Siddle 17/03/19
Gruinard Island, Scotland, UK - Anthrax Death Island in the early 1980's
Photographs of Gruinard Island in Scotland. This was where I undertook my very first assignment as a special agent for Secret Intelligence Services back in the early 1980's. Gruinard was heavily infected with Anthrax spores, following World War II Anthrax bomb tests, years ago previously. The job was to take regular meter readings to detect the level of spore contamination for Military Intelligence. The land was held by the Ministry of Defence. When the spores were cleared it was later sold back to the original owner for £500 in the late 1980's:-
Military Intelligence Experimental Weapons Units in the 1980's
Back in the 1980's Mi6 had occasional involvement within the development of experimental weapons for the United Kingdom armed forces. This was always done by using special technologies units attached to the regular armed forces.
I was involved with testing the new property friendly shoulder launched rocket for the army. This was developed as a missile that could kill people without damaging the material fabric of a building. So , in essence, a fireball would incinerate human beings without damage being caused to brickwork , pillars, et al.
The 1980's also saw a very important experiment in teleport that I witnessed from an experimental weapons Armed forces testing station. The device was developed as a particle diffusion ray unit within a secret setting concealed in the countryside. From the Army point of view it gives the British Armed Forces the strategic ability to point a diffusion ray at invading tanks, and other military vehicles, and zap them, one by one, several hundred miles away out of the UK at the touch of a button. So rendering them useless as an invading military force.
To be able to completely zap an entire battalion of invading tanks , out of the United Kingdom, without having to fire a single shot at them, is a major achievement and improvement for our armed forces. In other words a "destroyer" type diffusion ray against enemy artillery and tanks.
However we also could see that the device had a potential in space travel and one experiment was carried out in the 1980's to this end. Basically we transported a full army military British tank from a field in the United Kingdom over to the surface of the moon by matter diffusion and re-assembly.
NASA, in the USA, later on picked up photographs of the tank on the moon to show that the experiment genuinely was a success.
That was in the 1980's! Military Intelligence have continued with experimentation on the basic particle diffusion transporter to refine it since then. The device has the potential to become an alternative to rocket fired space travel in the field of space exploration if perfected sufficiently. It would never replace the need for a spaceship to visit a planet in the first instant however; because a transporter docking gate needs to be built on the planet for the concept to operate correctly. The components of the docking gate would have to be taken to the planet by rocket fuelled space ship first of all in order to set up the star gate docking bay in the first instant. Thereafter space travel to and from the planet, and the planet Earth, would be no different, and as easy as, stepping in and out of a lift in a high rise building.
If you look closely then you will make out the tank's turret on top and also it's gun which is the tube like thing pointing directly upwards. The tank hit an obstruction upon being tele-ported and the physical crash swivelled it's gun into an upward position instead of pointing straight forward.
Andrew Siddle 20/07/19
R.M. Reserves Major Andrew Siddle as seconded to armed plain clothes Military Intelligence , Section 6, between 1985 and 1992 with a final armed recall in the year 2000/2001.
Secret Intelligence Services . Military Intelligence Section 6 Head Quarters in the 1980's
This photo is the London based head quarters of Secret Intelligence Services more traditionally known as Military Intelligence Section 6. Photographed in the late 1980's. First started in the year 1909 by Captain Mansfield Cumming. The first head of Mi6 Mansfield Cumming was famous for the fact that he signed all official documents with the letter "C" instead of putting a full signature. This was in order to not reveal his identity to outside contacts.
I worked as a paid expenses only external armed agent to Mi6 for a period between 1985 and 1992. Culminating in a final recall for an armed services operation in the year 2000. My rank and level was finally set at SIS special plain clothes armed services Major. I was also a uniformed Royal Marine Reserve forces Major having been commanding officer of Kent Royal Marine Cadets for one year in Kent county.
This is the badge of SIS as at 2018; better known as Military Intelligence Section 6 . MI6 cover International intelligence concerns of the United Kingdom, as a covert military contentious issue operations unit, and intelligence gathering operations.
The motto SEMPER OCCULTUS , beneath the brain coat of arms, means ALWAYS SECRET ; and that is exactly the way that Military Intelligence Section 6 will always be.
Italian Beretta Revolver from the 1980's
This is the type of Italian Beretta revolver that I had in the 1980's and 1990's. It was already behind the times when I got one but I wanted to be armed with it for sentimental reasons. I had undertaken armed service, for Military Intelligence Section 6, in the Italian countryside and this was the standard weapon of many Italian rural police officers in the early 1980's. Whilst staying in Italy they allowed me to use the local police shooting range to keep up my skills and treated me like a friend. I got my own Beretta revolver which I used between 1985 and 1992 ( with final armed recall in 2000). Between these years I was supposed to be armed and used my own Beretta instead of a released hand arm from Vauxhall Cross armoury in London. The arrangement was that Vauxhall Cross provided the ammunition and service checked my hand arm once per year. However I always refused to have one of their more modern hand arms favouring my own trusty Beretta. After 1993 I no longer had a personal firearm but still was granted one, for armed work, from Vauxhall Cross SIS/Mi6 armoury from time to time up until about the year 2000. I have used hand arms, semi automatic assault rifles, hand grenades, shoulder mounted rocket launchers, TNT, Dynamite, and sub machine guns as an RM Reserves officer seconded to SIS - Mi6. Basically Military Intelligence are a plain clothes branch of the United Kingdom armed forces. Military Intelligence are involved in international data gathering, international armed military campaigns, and random international crime incidents requiring armed reaction (often involving mercenary foes).
Into this Universe, and Why not knowing,
Nor Whence, like Water willy-nilly flowing:
And out of it, as Wind along the Waste,
I know not Whither, willy-nilly blowing.
There was the Door to which I found no Key:
There was the Veil through which I could not see:
Some little talk awhile of Me and Thee
There was -- and then no more of Thee and Me.
-- Omar Khayyam --
(Nīsābūrī al-Khayyāmī 1048 - 1131)