Bad Barry in Foi

One of the attributes of being a single mother is this inherent feeling that you need to make your child’s wishes come true. So true that I agreed to go France after Spain as Keeley was desperate (it’s on the list) to go. I had been before but was a lot younger and who doesn’t like France, I mean the food, the culture, the music and the people.

Since we were backpacking and trying to budget we accepted a house sit for a man called Barry and his wife Victoria. Barry picked us up at the station and drove us to their cute and very country frenchy house with chickens, herb gardens, decks covered in vines and an open fire place, books and old rugs. It was gorgeous and very bohemian if not a tad dirty and grotty.

After the military style run through we had dinner where we started to see the real Barry for the arsehole that he is. He spoke to her like trash, used sexually objectionable statements about his body and his big cock (apparently he meant the giant cockerel in the chicken house) hmmmm

The next day he made me test drive his car as he believed no one was capable certainly not a women, do you see what’s happening here? I passed the test and he put me through pain and agony to just let me use the car in what was an incredibly remote location. Car or starve.

That afternoon he made us prove we can feed the animals and put the chickens and his big cock away. Well, we managed but the big cock had the IQ of a dead rabbit and we couldn’t get it in. Much to our demise the damn thing started crowing at 4am, a crow that you could hear for miles across the alley. We laughed our arses off and went back to sleep to awake at 7am to Barry have it a ominous look and what seemed like a minor heart attach. He was screaming at Victoria, apparently the car needed fixing and we had to drive it down and tilt wouldn’t be fixed in time take them to the boat. It got worse, I did my washing and got yelled at and then he yelled at us for not feeding the dogs in time. He told us to get out even though we had purchased food etc for the 6 week stay, and so I calmly asked if he had mental problems and then he threatened to hit me. Keeley thought I was exaggerating and went to have a nice word, however moments later she came in saying he was scared and was calling the police….OMG

This is the ex army dude who sailed a boat solo around the world (apparently lol) and he’s scared of a teenager.

We ended up heading to the neighbours house for an escape plan. Read on the next blog….