My name is Massoud Tami. I was born: 21 March 1964, in Tehran, Iran.

I have one brother, 5 years younger than myself, who lives and works in Essen, Germany.

I went to primary school and secondary school in Iran. When I was about 15 years old, my dad whom worked as an accountant in B.F.Goodrich (American Tyre Company) and whom taught me English since I was 5 years old, decided we move to U.K. so me and my brother would study there.

We arrived in Clacton-on-Sea on: 13 January, 1978. One of my uncles was studying computers at University of Essex in Colchester, Essex at the time.

I went to Language school in Clacton and then to Colbayns High School, where I passed Economics and "O" level English with grade B.

Four years later, 1982, my dad went back to Iran and a few months later, my mum and brother went to Austria and then to Germany. My parents later divorced.

I stayed behind in U.K., went to college in Colchester and got married to Trudy Ann (Wink) on: 19 June, 1984.

I was given indefinite leave to remain in U.K. by the Home Office in 1985.

However, Colchester Social Security, denied my wife and me of any state benefits that we were entitled to saying: "If you didn't have enough money to support yourself and your wife for the rest of your life, then the Home Office should have not let you stay here."

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We lived in Mistley, Clacton-on-Sea, St.Osyth and Jaywick, Essex for a total of two years, before moving to Walsall, West Midlands, in 1986.

I had an uncle living and working in West Midlands, who is also married to a British citizen.

We lived at 74c Corporation Street West, Walsall, West Midlands, next door to a black guy by the name of Dennis Warner, who had been to prison for attempted murder, was a pimp, drug pusher, body builder and schitzopherinic.

Dennis Warner became obsessed by me from the moment we moved next door to him. He used to call me "Nelson." And would sometimes get frightened when he'd come across me.

For the first time in my life, I went to a church: Walsall Evangelical Church, Corporation Street West, across the road from where we used to live.

Me and my wife found the people from church very nice, friendly and supportive.

We bought a small printing press and from our rented flat in Walsall, did small amount of printing: business cards, letterheads, etc.

I was attacked by Dennis Warner, when he broke our flat door in the broad daylight, pulled out a table leg and confronted me saying: "Nelson, if you want to kill me, you better kill me now, otherwise if you leave me alive, I will come and kill you."

All I could think of telling him was: "How many times do I have to tell you, my name is not Nelson."

When we called the police over the attack, they said: "If you haven't got a cut more than an inch long, there is nothing we can do, that's the law."

After five years living in West Midlands, we moved back to Essex on: 25 November, 1991.

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My wife Trudy met up with her old school friend: Maria Welham. With her and her husband's encouragement we applied and were housed by Colchester Borough Council. And a Falklands war veteran by the name of Brian Humble, helped my wife get all the Disability Benefits she was entitled to, for the first time in our married life.

We were given a flat at 18a Stalin Road, Colchester, next door to a notorious family of 34 children by the name of "Coppins." Rumour had it members of this family commited incest and brothers and sisters had children from each other.

A 92 year old man and a 75 year old woman lived in the flat above us, when one day the old man came after us with a rifle, thinking he was still in second world war and we were Germans.

Police sealed off the street, he later moved to an old people's home and we took Dorothy to church with us so she wouldn't feel lonely.

When we were out one day, our flat was burguled by Christian McShane, a drug addict. He and his friends stole every electrical item in our flat and had urinated in our bed.

Christian McShane had just come out of prison and wanted to go back inside because he said his addiction to drugs would be better provided inside prison.

Later he got 18-months inside.

Whilst at 18a Stalin Road, I was head-butted by another drug addict by the name of Gavin Carter. He broke my head, blood pouring everywhere. When Colchester police turned up, they said: "sure we'll come to get a medical report with you and then arrest him, but I am warning you, once released, he is likely to get much worse."

We were re-housed to: 3 Mayflower Close, Stanway, Colchester.

The neighbours that moved upstairs months after us, were young, very noisy and had a new-born baby.

I remember Sheena (of Irish decent) coming downstairs to borrow money from us saying: "My dad is a vicar and I was adopted as a child, you had no idea we'd move next door to you and would make life hell for you."

We did a "mutual exchange" with a lady from: 47 Kinlett Close, Highwoods, Colchester.

For five years we lived at: 47 Kinlett Close, Highwoods, Colchester, where we got on well with our neighbours, and our neighbours at 39 Kinlett Close, Thompsons, would sometimes get us to look after their two young girls, as they trusted us with them.

Both me and my wife were baptised at Colchester Evangelical Church, by Rev. Graham Stevens, year 1996. Days later, our car aquaplaned on a rainy day on the wet London to Colchester road, and hit a telegraph post at almost 70 mph.

My wife's left leg was broken in several places, she under-went an 8-hour emergency operation and stayed in Colchester General Hospital for 10 weeks after, were I visited her every day and she was surronded by cards and flowers from well-wishers from friends at church.

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One of my friends, Tony Francis, who was a musician, became more addicted to alcohol and brought a long-standing friendship to an end by becoming racially abusive. I had a "caution" from Essex police over a minor fight with him at our premises.

Then our neighbour's husband: Peter Thompson, who was also an alcoholic and a self-confessed hitman, became abusive towards us.

January 2000, his wife attacked my wife, inside our flat, and bruised her, two weeks after I had come home from a Hernia operation.

We called the police, a PC David Spurrier assaulted me in front of his collegue, PC Butters. We made a complaint against him, the incident got recorded at the Police Complaints Authority who apologised.

Nevertheless, I was charged with "common assault" over our neighbour attacking my wife at our premises, for which I was fined 40 pounds.

When I protested at Witham Magistrates Court, with our neighbours laughing their head off, the Magistrates said to me: "Mr. Tami, they are not on trial here, you are." "You are walking on rocky grounds here."

Subsequently, the friends of our neighbours, Sue Weldon and Maureen Ashcroft, carried on with the onslaugh. They shouted at me, I shouted back at them.

A WPC Warzac, from Colchester Police Station, charged me with "public order offence section 4 and 5."

The Crown Prosecution Service did a deal with my solicitor, Mr. Malcolm Jones of Hargreaves Solicitors that: "If you admit to the one charge, we drop the other."

I was advised to plead "guilty." They even shamelessly used my letter of apology to the nasty neighbours as evidence of "guilt."

Later, WPC Warzac left Colchester Police to go to Training College.

Kathy Healy, from John Grooms Housing Association felt sorry for us, apologised and re-housed us to: 133 Trenchard Lodge, Chelmsford, Essex, on: 30 October 2000.

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Come 19 June 2004, me and my wife Trudy (who has cerebal palsy) have been married 20 years. Both of us 40, the age gap between us is 3 months. People know us as "Laurel and Hardy." When we are not together, people say: where is your shadow today?

I have known Trudy's younger sister, Tracey Jane Thomson (31 Witch Elm, Dovercourt) for 20 years, since she was 11 years old.

About 15 years ago, when Tracey was only 14, she wrote a letter to us, saying: "I have some shocking news for you: I have had a baby." She was sexually abused by a Scottish man (Stuart Arnott) about 5 years older than herself. Tracey always insisted it was her mum's fault she fell pregnant by that man. She kept saying, "mum took me by the hand and took me to his room and left me there with him, so she could go out and enjoy herself.

Tracey also says her mum had sex with a man in front of Tracey and Tracey also says, she was nearly raped by the son of a man (Brian Culver) whom her mum lived with for a while in Brantham, Suffolk. Tracey's first child, Kelly, my oldest niece is now 16.

Tracey lived with Stuart Arnott (the guy who had sex with her when she was 14) for 7 years. My father-in-law and mother-in-law never reported the matter to authorities. Stuart Arnott was a dominiaring person, who was always shouting at Tracey, had no time for children, took drugs, committed petty crime and went fishing a lot.

Tracey had another child by Stuart Arnott 5 years later (Shaun, my nephew, now 11). A month after she came out of hospital, she fell pregnant again over my other nephew, Ryan, now 10.

Tracey broke up with Stuart Arnott, the father of her first 3 children and married Les Thomson. She had Ashley (my 7 year old niece) and a mis-carriage, and then John (who is now 5). That marriage didn't last more than about 3 years. She got divorced in year 2000 and Les Thomson who was diabetic, with alcohol and drug problems, passed away in hospital last year.

Back in summer 2000, Tracey told me and my wife, she had had sex with two young boys, one of whom "Perry" about 15-and-a-half, was initially Kelly's boyfriend from Harwich school. But Tracey admitted she had "led Perry astray when he was still a virgin" and they had sex and Perry ended up living with my sister-in-law, since the year 2000 and they are still living together as up to this date.

Me and my wife used to spend a lot of time at my sister-in-law's old council house: 35 The Close, Dovercourt. We sometimes used to stay up to 2 weeks at a time, and spend all our money on the kids. We love Tracey and her children a lot and it was a joy to help her with her children as she was going through a bad time. It was wrong that she had had sex with an under-age boy, my niece Kelly who liked Perry a lot was upset about it.

I didn't report the matter to authorities then, because earlier that year I had been assaulted by a police officer (PC David Spurrier) there's a record of it at Police Complaints Authority, therefore I had very little faith in system.

Young Perry left home saying to his parents he had gone to live with a friend (Gary Payne) in Colchester. However, Stuart Arnott, my sister-in-law's ex, told Perry's parents who are Jehova's witnesses, that Perry was staying at: 35 The Close, with Tracey, so Perry's parents came knocking on the door, and everytime Perry would hide himself.

The Social Services and Child Welfare Officer at Harwich School became aware that as a result of my sister-in-law's relationship with this young boy, Tracey was neglecting her own 5 children. A Social Worker by the name of Jackie Montague was appointed to come and visit Tracey's house, once or twice a week. Again, Perry would hide everytime there was a visit.

Tracey also had a Health visitor. Even the local shopkeeper (Keith from Happy Shopper) knew of the situation and was commenting: "the mother of 31 wants to be 16 again." Family were branding Tracey a "cradle snatcher." She had arguments with her parents over her relationship with young "Perry." But she insisted it is not his fault, it is hers. And if anybody accused her of what she had done, she would say: "well, prove it." Kelly was getting bullied at Harwich School because of her mum's relationship with Perry. So, Kelly started not attending school.

Tracey told us she had signed an agreement with Harwich School that Perry would go, as his stay had ill effect on the welfare of her children. Tracey told us: "I know what I have done is wrong, but if I didn't have Perry in my life, my children would suffer even more."

In the middle of all this, Tracey started an affair with a married taxi driver by the name of Adrian (Starling Taxi's), which she kept a secret from Perry. When Perry became aware of this, he got very tearful and her children got confused further. Adrian's wife came after Tracey at one stage and out of fear, Tracey and the kids went to live with Tracey's mum for a while. As Tracey's house was getting over-crowded and she didn't have time for her children, she sent her two boys: Shaun and Ryan to live with their dad - Stuart Arnott, which wasn't a happy situation for them.

Tracey was for ever glued to Perry and would do nothing for her children. I was doing all the cooking and my wife the cleaning. Tracey would get paid on Mondays, by Tuesday all her money was spent. So we used to buy food for them, or sometimes they would go to their nan's. And my mother-in-law started complaining the children were not being fed. Tracey would get her daughter: Kelly (12 at the time) to look after the youngest: John (18-months at the time), change his nappy, feed him, put him to bed, in return for being allowed to have sexual activities with boys older than herself: (Welsey and Gary Payne 17).

My niece: Kelly (12-13 at the time), kept a diary of such sexual activites. When her mum found the diary, she humiliated her own daughter in front of Gary Payne and Perry, tore the diary up and gave Kelly a good telling off. Kelly would often run to her dad (Stuart Arnott) and complain of bullying by her mum.

Tracey would never cook for her children, they had to feed themselves, she wouldn't get up in the morning and get them ready for school, others had to do this. The house always in a mess, other than when she knew Health visitor was coming. Toilet unflushed, dirty laundry everywhere, thick layer of hay and straw in the boys bedroom, mattress torn, bed broken, her neighbours complaining of the noise, Shaun got into trouble with the police, always short of money, always shouting at her kids. Perry fighting with her kids, kids fighting with Perry for their mother's affection.

Tracey sometimes out of confusion in her life, used to stare at me, her eyes fixed at mine and say to me: "what I've done is wrong isn't it? It's wrong though isn't it?" I used to say to her: all I can do is pray for you! Tracey boasted she had allowed some other school-age youngsters to have had sex in her house, she said "they rocked the bed for hours." She said: some boys had played cards in her house sitting there in the nude. And I wouldn't put all this pass my sister-in-law who has always taken pleasure in discussing her sex life in intimate details, in front of other people, including children. Tracey became a bully towards my other niece, Donna (12 at the time). We reported the matter to Donna's Welfare Officer.

But one incident that sticks out in my mind, is that John, about 2-years-old then, wanted a cuddle from his mum, but was constantly being told to: "piss off" and physically pushed away. Her mum was nearly always in bed with Perry by 10 slamming the bedroom door to crying John's face, so the next morning, John went to his mum's bedroom and while Tracey was asleep in her bed, he set the bedroom, the carpet and the mattress on fire. We heard a scream from upstairs, bedroom was pitch black with smoke and Tracey's clothes on fire and her skin burnt. John's face was slightly burnt too, but that little might showed no sign of emotion whatsoever. He never shed a tear. Her mum was sobbing: "he's trying to kill me, he's always pointing a kitchen knife at me, he's trying to kill me."

My mother-in-law was called to come over, we gave her some money to get medicine for Tracey's burns. When Perry found out about this, he pulled John's arm and dislocated it, his arm was in bandage for a while. But Tracey never took John to hospital out of fear of hospital and social services finding out Perry had done this to John.

Trudy, my wife stayed with Tracey between October 2002 and January 2003 and witnessed neglect of the children. Beginning of year 2003, we reported my sister-in-law to authorities over her relationship with Perry, which she had admitted to us, and which everybody knew about and also the neglect of her 5 children. Tracey has been to court in the past over the neglect of her children and told off by a judge.

What follows is the result of us reporting Tracey to the appropriate authorities:-

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Earlier Last year, when we decided to report Tracey Thomson to the authorities in connection with the welfare of our 5 nieces and nephews (aged 3-15), whoever we talked to, passed us on to someone else.

I had a lengthy telephone conversation with Crime-Stoppers, they told me to go to Chelmsford Police Station, I went to Chelmsford Police Station (twice). In an interview room (my wife was with me), I gave my details, the information I had. Very few notes were jotted down. Chelmsford Police passed me on to "Child Protection Unit" in Colchester.

I phoned "Child Protection Unit." I gave them my name and address so they would come and see me and me and my wife were willing to make a statement and attend court if necessary. They said I needed to speak to a DC Charles Cadwallader. Could I ring back before 2 that afternoon. I phoned back at around 2 that afternoon. They said: "DC Cadwallader is already on his way to your sister-in-law's in Harwich. Can you call back later this evening to speak to him. He should be back by 6 or 7."

As I remember, I called back at 7, I asked for DC Cadwallader, DC Cadwallader himself had answered the phone. I said: "hello sir, it's Mr. Tami here, I phoned earlier today about my sister-in-law, I was told to call back." To which DC Cadwallader in what I consider such a rude arrogant and intimidating manner replied: "oh it's Mr. Tami, is it? Yes, I did go to Tracey's house with Social Services, and it caused her a great deal of grief." Then as I remember, DC Cadwallader said I had reported Tracey "anonymously" which I hadn't. And he carried on talking over me, I couldn't get a word in the edge-way.

He said about my sister-in-law whom I've known since she was 11 and whom has always confided in me: "No, she is not sleeping with under-aged boys, No her children are not starving, No her children do not have scars all over their bodies." I was trying hard to stop DC Cadwallader and explain to him he had it all wrong, that's not what I had said, but he wouldn't let me, I was extremely shocked, as I Love those children very much and I am very proud that me and my wife have been the first to have taken each and every one of our nieces and nephews to church and have prayed for them and asked God to Bless them.

I had the receiver away from my ear and waited till Cadwallader had finished. He finished by saying this: "I have reported the matter to Harwich Police now." I replied to him: "have you quite finished? He didn't answer. So I repeated: "have you quite finished sir?" I think he said "yes." Then I said to him: "my sister-in-law has admitted to us she has had sex with 15 year old boys. She has encouraged her daughter Kelly when she was 13 to have sexual activites with older boys. She has been told off by a judge in a court case over the neglect of her children. And she has permanent burn bruises over her body, when my youngest nephew John, set the house on fire and nearly killed us all. Me and my wife were in her old house (35 The Close, Doverourt) when it happened. I am going to make a complaint against you and I will hire a private detective if necessary to prove you wrong. Goodbye." At that I ended my telephone conversation with Cadwallader.

I came home, told my wife about it, she got upset too. This is hard for me to say, but I got all the pictures of my nieces and nephews, going back to when they were very little, and tore them all apart! A few weeks later, police came round to our flat asking: "have I assaulted my nephew, Ryan?" I said: "no." I explained my sister-in-law is making allegations against me because I have reported her to Child Protection Unit. They said: "your sister-in-law is taking the piss" and went away.

On 15 August 2003, I had a visit from WPC Barlow and PC Kettle from Chelmsford Police. WPC Barlow said police from "Harlow" had sent them round to give me a harrassment warning not to contact my sister-in-law, Tracey Thomson. They asked if I would sign their pocket book, I did so accordingly.

We were confused as to why police from Harlow would send Chelmsford police to give me a harrassment warning. So we went to Chelmsford police, a helpful gentleman at the counter made several enquiries and came back with information that police from Harwich, and not Harlow had asked Chelmsford police to give me a harrassment warning. We then went to Police Headquarters in Springfield.

On 22 August I recieved a letter from Professional Standards Dept. saying an officer from Chelmsford will contact me. On 3 Sept. I had another letter saying an officer from Tendring area will contact me. On 12 Sept. 2003, I had a letter from Inspector Coombs saying the matter regarding PC Goldstone had been investigated and asking for further details on DC Cadwallader. On 23 Sept. 2003, I had a visit from PS Dines and PC Thurston of Harwich Police. They asked me to introduce myself, when I did, I was arrested on the "suspicion of making threats to kill a police officer."

During police interview on 23 Sept. 2003, I tried to explain all this to PS Dines, with an appropriate adult by the name of Clare Kleggs present, his replies were: "you are trying to make yourself look whiter than white," "your complaints against the police hasn't got you nowhere," "you are twisted in your mind about the things your sister-in-law never did," and "I can make life very difficult for you."

I phoned Harwich Police and spoke to a Seargent Smith. I explained the police's visits were disturbing my wife who is severally disabled, on medication and recovering from psychiatric problems. Seargent Smith explained a Harrassment Warning does not mean you have harrassed anyone. We give anybody who makes allegations of harrassements against anybody, a harrassement warning.
I have been charged and a trial date fixed for 29th. and 30th. April 2004 at Witham Magistrates.

I phoned Crime-Stoppers and asked why no-one didn't come to see us about my nieces and nephews and my sister-in-law's relationship with an under-aged boy. This is what the gentleman from Crime-Stoppers ( a retired police officer) turned round and said to me: "Somebody, somewhere, must have seen his penis enter her vagina when he was 15-years old. And be willing to come forward and give good reliable credible evidence. Something that would stand up in the court of the law. And even then, the boy himself, he's not going to complain, is he? He is what we call a "hostile" witness. Now, I agree with you, what has happened is morally wrong, but legally nothing can be done about it. You see my friend, morality and legality don't go hand in glove. Not in this country."

PC Thurston is saying he has had a conversation with someone on the phone, police IT Department are confirming that call lasted 26 seconds. Five weeks later, he's come to arrest me, asked me to introduce myself, and he said: "yep" that was him, I recognise his voice!

The police are also saying a Julie Ann Gouldstone, whose number is ex-directory, has had a call. The caller said: "I am going to kill you. I would say he was Iranian between 40-50 years old. (Guess what? I am an Iranian, and I am 40-years-old.

3 months later PC Thurston has gone back to Julie Ann Gouldstone to get her to make another statement saying, although my number is ex-directory, it is obtainable from 118 118. ( I think they call it Perjury).

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My Trial took place at Witham Magistrates on 29th. April 2004. My barrister requested they do not proceed with the case, but Magistrates did so in the interest of public interest/justice. PC Goldstone's request to sit behind a screen and give evidence was declined. Julie Ann Gouldstone said she was an expert in recognising foreign voices. She was never questioned about getting her own ex-directory number from 118 118. She said the caller was definitely an Iranian, 40-50 years old.

Her daughter Amanda Gouldstone said the caller was not a foreigner. Seargent Smith recalled me and him having a telephone conversation and described me as polite.

PC Thurston swore on the Holy Bilbe to be telling the truth and insisted he has had a 15-second telephone conversation on 15th. August and 5 weeks later, recognised the voice of the caller as that of mine. He said because threats were made to the life of his collegue, it stuck in his mind "like a knife." The Magistrates dismissed the case. Detective Inspector James White is investigating.
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After waiting about 10-months in agony of the bizarre court case finishing the end of May 2004, Detective Inspector James White honoured me with his visit in the company of his collegue Sharon Hurley. Inspector White said "we have come to tease out of you what it is you want." I repeatedly said to him I wanted the police officers concerned prosecuted. Ispector White said I had been a victim of "malicious prosecution." He said the worst thing that could happen is the officers will get the sack. He further said: "I can't prove anything unless the police officers confess to what they have done. The difficulty being we have certain procedures to go by."

I was persuaded to sign two statements, the contenets of one was never read to me. Inspector White said: "this way the matter will be reasolved quicker."

I was shocked and appalled by what I was hearing that a chief detective inspector is saying "he can't prove anything."

PC Thurston has made legal history by saying he's had a 15-second telephone conversation with somebody over the phone, five weeks later, he's met me and recognised the caller as me, PS Dines had made racist remarks on interview tape, and yet inspector White is saying he cannot prove anything.

My wife is severally disabled and suffering from psychiatric problems, I am classed as her carer. We have suffered tremendously at the hands of the Police.

We have written to Independent Police Complaints Commission to look into the matter. 24 July 2004.

Eventually The Independent Police Complaints Commission wrote to us saying: "Because your complaint was made before IPCC was established, there is nothing that can be done."

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Between January and April 2006, me and my wife, Trudy Ann Tami recieved a lot of racially abusive and threatening phone calls on our reconditioned, previously owned mobile phone.

Mrs. Tami is severally disabled with mental health problems for which she is recieving medication, I am classed as her carer.

Mrs.Tami complained to her G.P. Dr. Simon Schultz of Beecham Surgery, Chelmsford, Essex and her Psychologist Dr. Carmacu of Linden Centre, Chelmsford, about these abusive calls.

We also went to Chelmsford Police Station to make an official complaint about these abusive phone calls, only to be told by a woman seargent at the counter: "sorry, nothing can be done, as there is nothing on paper. It's not like a land-line phone at home, where you recieve bills to your name."

We also went to the shop where we got our mobile phone from and reported the matter to 3G Network, along with the fact that our phone went missing and was recovered and we noticed a drop in the available credit on the mobile phone.

On 30th. March 2006, officers from Belgravia Police Station, London, headed by D.C. Jim Ried raided our flat at: 133 Trenchard Lodge, Chelmsford, Essex, UK.

There was a police photographer who asked me to strip half naked so he could take a picture of me. I refused, he took a picture of me clothed in the front room.

D.C. Jim Ried took a Plunger, amongst other personal belongings from our flat and a carrier bag outside Trenchard Lodge.



Mrs. Tami was very tearful and a taxi was called to take her to her mum's in Harwich, while I was arrested on the suspicion of "Public Nuisance" and driven to Belgravia Police Station, London.

In the afternoon, I was interviewed by D.C. Elaine Payne, D.C. Jim Ried and my solicitor from Sheratte and Caleb Solicitors, Jyothi Somavarapu.

A London woman by the name of "Jo" has made allegations that she recieved phone calls from whom the police suspect me of, she says: "One minute he said he loved me, then he said he'd rape me."

"Jo" who is supposed to be a witness in a murder trial is also alleging: "He video called me and masturbated using a carving knife."

"Jo" also says in a statement to the police: "I had a text message saying: Look out for a blue car, I looked out of the window, there were six blue cars parked outside."

A statement was read by my solicitor, during the taped interview, stating Massoud and Trudy Tami had been victims of a Hate Campaign and recieved racially abusive and threatening phone calls, records of which were kept on their mobile phone, in the form of text messages, video messages, and answer-phone messages, also records kept on paper.

During the taped interview, D.C. Elaine Payne came across such papers, amongst many phone numbers were that of "Jo" and her family and friends phone numbers, with "Called me a Paki" and "Threatened to Kill me," written in front of "Jo's" friends numbers.

Having explained to my solicitor how often "Jo's" daughter, Sam, used to call and send text messages to our mobile phone saying: "When you don't call us, it gets very boring here, "We have a bigger fish to fry," and showed pictures of horses saying: "Is yours as big as this," "We want to meet you so you can strip for us."

And that "Jo" had put a young girl with long brown hair, not any older than 10-12 years old in front of the video phone and had asked me to expose myself to her, Jyothi Somavarapu informed me I had been Set Up, and if the police decide to bring charges against me, she would ask abusive calls made to us to be investigated.

I was released on bail pending further enquiries.



Me and my wife left U.K. on 18 May 2006, for Iran, where my darling wife whom I worship the ground she walks on, recieved private medical treatment for her mental health problems, and we stayed with my 76-year-old father in Tehran.

I phoned Belgravia Incident Room on 020 7321 9251 to ask about the progress of police investigations, a D.I. Dobson said to me: "I am not saying we want you back here, but if you do decide to come back, phone and let us know so we can charge you with Malicious Communications. Don't worry, it's only a summary hearing. We are not coming to look for you in Iran."

Prior to leaving U.K., May 2006, me and Mrs. Tami again went to Chelmsford Police Station, a duty seargent and his collegue assured us: "any racially abusive calls or threats you have had would automatically be investigated by Belgravia Police Station."

My papers have been passed on to a D.C. Karen Hunt, and my solicitor, Jyothi Somavarapu has declined to ask police to investigate the threats to us, saying: "that's not my job, I am only a defence solicitor, you have to go and see another solicitor about that."

Last time I spoke to my solicitor on the phone all the way from Iran, she said: "The police are saying you have sent pictures of weapons to a lot of other people from your phone."

However, when I asked her: "What kind of weapons?" She continually kept laughing on the phone and wouldn't tell me.

I have complained to The Law Society about my solicitor, to no avail.

Me and my wife made an official complaint to the Independent Police Complaints Commission (IPCC) against Essex Police and London Metropolitan Police.

Both complaints have been recorded by the respective Professional Standards Departments.

However, Metropolitan Police have decided not to investigate the matter, while Essex Police are still doing so.

Metropolitan Police and IPCC are saying the complaint was made over the 12-month period allowed.

My wife, Mrs. Tami has explained to IPCC her medical condition, and has explained her initial letters of complaint to IPCC were returned undelivered as she is not accostomed with the postal system here in Iran, all this has fallen on deaf ears.

Mr. Colin Dear from IPCC has refused to re-open the investigation into our complaint, similar to last time, when IPCC said: "you made your complaint when there was a Police Complaints Authority instead of the Independent Police Complaints Commission.

Mrs. Tami is extremely heart-broken over the fact that she might never be able to return to U.K. to see her mum, as the police will arrest her husband at the airport.

We are considering taking our case to The Court of Human Rights.

Tuesady 20 November 2007 about 12 noon UK time, me and my wife phoned Belgravia Incident Room on: 020 7321 9251 and asked to speak to D.C. Karen Hunt.

This was the first time I had ever spoken to D.C. Karen Hunt, who had a black accent, as soon as I introduced myself, she shouted: "Oooooi Yoouuu, listen if you ever call me again, I will bring another charge against you, I will only speak to you, when you get back here at the police station."

I was so shocked, I said: "I will complain against you to IPCC," to which she replied: "you can go and complain to whoever you want."

I hung up. The whole conversation was listened to by my wife and father.

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I remember the first time I ever appeared before a Magistrates Court in Britain back in 1998/1999 charged with making a Threatening Phone Call, to a Mrs. Edmunds of Bramston Sport Centre, Witham.

I had that very phone call recorded on tape, which I handed to my barrister Mr. Mark Ruchove to present as evidence in my defence.

Cometh the day, the very handsome Mr. Mark Ruchove turned up at Witham Magistrates Court drunk, smelling of alcohol and looking not with it.

He commenced by insulting the Magistrates: "Do you know what your honour, I don't Fucking understand the law, and if I am a barrister and I don't understand it, I am sure my client Mr. Tami doesn't understand it either."

The Magistrates Mr. Brades was so short that even when he stood up he looked like he was still sitting down, he got up angry and said to Mr. Ruchove: "I suggest we adjourn the court till you go and satisfy yourself as to what the law says."

To which Mr. Ruchove replied: "No, no, no, piss off."

At that point the Magistrates gave me a dirty look.

I explained I had the telephone conversation in question recorded and that Mr. Ruchove hadn't brought it to court, everybody just kept laughing, Mr. Ruchove sometimes falling half asleep and waking up.

In the end I was found "Guilty" and Mr. Ruchove asked the court for the one charge to be turned into Four, and the Magistrates happily obliged.

Mr. Brades asked Mr. Ruchove: "I thought you knew Mr. Tami." Mr. Ruchove laughed: "No."

A few days later, when I returned for sentencing, different Magistrates, different solicitor, they sent me to see a probation officer, I was offered councelling for the stress I went under.

Subsequently, Inspector Steve Mullender from Colchester Police Station, listened to that taped telephone conversation and said: "Mr. Tami, you are not the one who is threatening her, Mrs. Edmunds is the one who is being rude to you. You had the right to sack your barrister on the spot. I should complain to the Bar Council if I was you."

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God knew there would be no Justice for the Meek men, that is why He said in the Bible: "Vengence is Mine."