the Maxine Fothergill situation
should be drip fed as it unfolds but time pressures make that difficult. I am behind with
everything and not yet answered three letters from old school and work friends
received over Christmas. They will be thinking I have snuffed it.
So, playing catch up, here’s a second taster of the sort of life led by our poor councillors, the people crying crocodile tears over having to throttle the life out of the borough.
The box loads of Fothergill material is quite hard to follow even for those intimately involved. Tens of thousands of pounds get shifted around and I cannot always see to what use the money was put. This is the biggest cheque I have come across so far - from a rather poor photocopy supplied by the Bexleyheath branch of Barclays.
It’s the Management Committee at Mariners Walk in Erith sending off some money to be spent on maintenance to their then Managing Agent, Amax Estates and Property Services owned by Bexley Councillor Maxine Fothergill.
The tenants claim that they didn’t see much for their money and reported it to the police who have done nothing about it, allegedly because Kent police, like its counterparts in Bexleyheath, would rather believe a Councillor than an ordinary member of the public.
Other things in the box of goodies is correspondence suggesting that MF has at times been short of cash with dozens of houses under mortgage but somehow she manages to extend her Gravesend property massively at much the same time. It puzzles me.
Accounting for everything is difficult because, according to the correspondence, burglars broke in and nicked all the accounts books. One is left to speculate where the money went. It may be innocent but some have other ideas.
The current Directors of Mariners Walk want to get everything to the police ASAP and make them look at it properly. It’s too complex for a layman but interesting the police is easier said than done. I’ll let Mick Barnbrook take that on and I’ll go back to hunting the 94 year old deaf lady who may have fallen foul of Bexley Council and Maxine and her persuasive limo rides.
Surely there must be an honest Conservative Councillor somewhere? Is every last one of them intent on hiding the facts for fear of incriminating themselves while gently slapping Maxine’s wrist?