High welfare my arse!!

On a high welfare farm there was around about 50 educated foreign and English workers, many of whom had come there to learn about the future of farming’ (farm, pub, cafe, online sales, high welfare), so they hadn’t got the intrigue to want to know what else was going off there!

For instance, one person wasn’t there for the first week but everyone said how lovely he was and fascinating as he’s studied in Russia and Portugal!

When the man came back to the site he was pointed out to me as he was sitting outside the cafe, he had smears of food all around his mouth and when he clocked me observing him, he squirmed around looking very uncomfortable. As I worked with special needs I was put in charge of finding him suitable accommodation as he couldn’t settle in the caravan provided for him. First of all I put him in another caravan in a quieter area in a wood, but there were too many animal noises at night, so he couldn’t settle there. I then moved him to the local pub, but that was too noisy as they had late night lock ins. So I then moved him to a chalet near the quiet road, but away from trees and animals. As I was spending so much time with him I asked him what he was doing here as he didnt do any work there, and he said he was "a friend of the bosses and he was letting him stay here because he was having trouble with his mrs, who wouldn’t let him see his son"! So I kept asking questions about this such as have you got a picture of your son etc and he hadn’t got anything just kept saying his wifes a b*tch for not letting him see his son, speak to him on the phone or give him a picture of his alleged 7-year-old-son! Whilst out in the fruit fields one day with a group of special needs people we saw him picking blackberries and eating them himself, which had resulted in a 3-inch black smear around his mouth. The next day the boss came running into the fields as he couldn’t find him, so everyone went looking for this friend of the boss in his late 30’s and was found in an old ladies house who was entertaining her grandchildren! 

There was no mention of why we should be looking for this adult in the middle of the day, so my questioning of what he was here for intensified by asking questions such as “so why were we all looking for you” and “are there any particular reasons why your wife won’t let you see your kid” besides "what did you study in Russia and Portugal”. He gave answers such as he was studying English in these countries so I told everyone there’s obviously something very dodgy going on here but nobody out of nearly 100 people there agreed with me (as usual)! They just kept repeating he’s a lovely man!! 

He soon broke down to my caravan neighbours though when they took him to McDonald's, where he confessed ‘out of the blue’ that he was in court in Wales for flashing to a 14-year-old boy!!  

He was never seen again, so I told the police but they couldn’t find him neither, but gave me a torrid time after I found him working in a care home in Dorset, where they put all their staff's photos online. He had spelt his name differently though and the police were proper narky with me saying “wait a minute didn’t you say he was adamant that his name was always spelt this way, and here he is spelling it another way, what’s going off here, why would you say these things about him”!! 

Talk about hard work but as The World Safeguarding Record Holder you get used to virtually everyone trying to deny everything at every level, either for an easy life or because they are complicit! 

He fitted the photo fit of one of the two ‘well known’ ones from Portugal, and he had been there at the time of maddies disappearance!! 

So I also reported him for being a suspect in that, hoping to get my million-pound reward! 

 

So as you can imagine this was certainly one of the most stressful times of my life being the only one reporting animal cruelty, suspicious behaviour of a man who turned out to be a pervert at best, and having virtually everyone around you acting like a brain-dead moron who couldn’t see the wood for the trees! 

 

I got sacked for reporting the animal cruelty, despite them being found guilty in court and the vet banned from working with animals. Not before I’d been threatened with being put in the incinerator though, by a man who had been to prison for trying to kill his wife and children!!


I had to live in a buddist centre for a year after until the heat was off, at least I had a quiet year which I needed after reporting and dealing with all these vile toffs and there minions!!!

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