Fairstore and G&E Property: the dirty deed
I have been bleeding from within for around a year plus. I have been stressed out of my mind for longer than I care to think. Depression has only eluded me, because I forced myself to be numb, day after day, week after week; since May 27th 2015, my eviction. Temporarily. Then it was back. I have been endlessly wondering where my belongings were, ever since: my work, my childhood, my beloved textiles, my business papers, my research notes, and my only friends in the whole world: the orchestra scores... My clothes had also disappeared, except for a few which I had managed to grab on the way out. My dance outfits, which has taken me years to sew and bead by hand, my paintings, my fashion portfolios,my entire environment: gone. I recovered some of those in a storage unit owned by then charity Storefair, now plain Ltd company Fairstore, in Romford: only to lose sight of them again, as Fairstore apparently reshuffled everything, and moved locations. At the time of course I had absolutely no idea of what was going on, as they somehow ignored my emails for a year: only vaguely answering a few, never giving me reassurance that my possessions were still in their storage. Their website was also down for quite awhile, so I was really scared, and started to enquire around: charity commission, companies house, liquidators... Fairstore/ Storefair treated me in such a cavalier fashion that I ended up contacting companies and charities featured on their home page as their clients. After I asked them what their experience had been with the storage facility, some of them told me they had actually never dealt with Fairstore before. They then asked to be removed from their site. It was then I was approached by staff at Fairstore urging me to "retract" my emails to those companies. I had also contacted a journalist who asked Fairstore's office a few questions about the issues as raised by myself.
Staff member James tried to negotiate with me against any negative publicity, and offered to let me collect a few things I needed for work: things I had been asking for for many months. Samantha Mahoney, the boss at Storefair/ Fairstore found this list "insulting", upon her return from maternity leave, bang on the day I was meant to drop by: business cards, costuming material, makeup box, artwork material. Insulting she said. She was also accusing me of "blackmail" and "threats", and boldly stated that I had "not paid a penny", obviously not checking the account for the £150 I had sent months ago, when I was desperately trying to offer more once I knew my belongings were still there. I was treated by her like some source of harassment, some undesirable bother. She promised she would not be "as easily intimidated as her staff" by me, and took a hostile attitude I would only attribute to trivial pub fights. Openly defending my ex landlord Neville Asphall and verbally turning on me, she reminded me more of an angry, vindictive Mafia boss than someone in charge of a business claiming to assist homeless people and battered women. This has only increased my pain and daily worry. I have been given some stupid ultimatum to pick up my things at their new address within two weeks, before it's gotten rid of. The exact same trick was played on me by landlord Neville Asphall, who casually ignored my pleas to collect my costumes or winter clothes for a whole 6 months, only to then order me to collect what was left at the property within a week. The same evil, twisted, cruel roller-coaster suspense pattern of Russian roulette has been played on my life and mental health by those two parties. I strongly believe those betray strong malicious intents: those destructive actions have taken their ugly toll on me for many years when I lived in Mr Asphall's accommodation; then this carries on after the eviction, in many ways... Sleep deprivation, anxiety, depression, poor physical health, no decent clothes for work or social occasions... The horror story continues.
