Sttiched up- CHAPETR 5- ( UNFINISHED )

25. CHAPTER 5 : Judge- Jury & Executioner-

THE COMPLAINANT

“ Do not argue with a fool because no-one will know he difference!” ( anon)

The bible says that the devil is a liar and the father of lies. When Jesus was on trial he was asked the question...” what is the truth?”- Ive asked myself the question – how is it possible for a woman I lived with , shared my life with , and loved more than life itself – how is it possible ?- and why could she have been so blinded by the darkness and embrace it?

The best answer I could come up with at the end of the day is that the evil dormant within us all was let loose - “ like a beast from its cage” . In a frame of mind of insanity, hatred,spite,anger and jealousy- it is easy ( especially when you are motivated to embrace a false perception). I have no doubt she actually believed she was telling the truth- even though she wasn't...its called “ living in denial”...when we allow ourselves to be surrounded by negative people it is easy to be deceived – why because we want to believe an untruth. Its easier to scapegoat a person or gender or race or religion when we ourselves feel and indeed are ...inadequate. Hitler did it with the Jews by saying : “ all of Germany's problems – all her economic woes are the fault of the greedy – filthy Christ killing Jews... “- and the only way to get rid of the problem is to isolate – alienate and exterminate that which is the focal point of that “irritation”.

Verwoerd , the architect of apartheid or separate development put blacks into the same category...He said: “ They are inferior and unable to govern themselves” ( citing all the mismanaged economies and even the Bible). The Afrikaners saw themselves as having a God- given right to isolate-alienate-and exterminate...if required...the inferior races...Communists were another example of isolation- alienation and extermination...its a pattern of fascism in any totalitarian intolerant nation, tribe or person. It about removal not engagement. Not integration...not intercourse...not humanity...community and equanimity.

The 1950s in McCarthys America were another example of this formula of ignorance translated into mass hysteria and psychosis and to a degree even today with the Islamaphobia that is endemic... it could be one day the red devil and the next...the yellow devil... in fact a whole plethora of black , white and green devils just waiting to jump out from under the bush....!

-this is the nature of paranoia and fear...discrimination and prejudice...that pervades the human psyche throughout the ages. Stalin blamed his woes on Capitalist Reactionaries and Trotskyism...and executed millions or had them sent to die off in labor camps and salt mines in Siberia... uprooted whole communities to break down old ways and bring in new ways... call it one day reconstruction the next reformation... whatever the 5 year plan be sure ...someone is going to pay for it with their blood- sweat and tears!

You see Hitler didn't just pop up out of a cereal box …! he came from somewhere- he was made by a variety of environmental and socio-political circumstances...... evil is a force to be reckoned with just as much as good is... history has shown us time and time again that evil inadequate people scapegoat the people they are envious or jealous of...or don't understand ...or don't tolerate...or just simply ...Hate!

Genocide , holocaust ethnic cleansing... all are a result of the concentrated evil of the ignorant, unenlightened mind. Nero put it very well- Give them Games! Give them Blood and the people will do anything you want them to... tell them fantastic lies and they will believe you.”- And they believed it because its always mixed with half truths and truths...like a soup.

The psychology of convincing a group of people a lie is like learning how to eat arsenic. If you eat a whole lot of arsenic for the first time in your life....you will die. But, if like Rasputin you eat a little every day – the body becomes toxic tolerant of it so when someone tries to poison you... they fail...and you live!

- Its the same when you're trying to introduce poisonous truths to people...feed them a little at a time...and they get used to it. And the best way to poison someone is to mix it with something sweet. After a while...they'll get used to the taste...and in fact demand it! Tasting only the sweetness not the poison.

And another thing to remember at this juncture- this case was a mudslinging exercise. Throw enough mud at the wall and some of it will eventually stick...but its still mud. The law of averages. Its all about perception. Thats how jury trials work. Its all psychological. I was targeted as a scapegoat of the establishment. The complainant was the pawn in this chessgame...did the CPS or the social services ever consider the impact of these false allegations on my children?- No. They didn't. Indeed- they have done this before and have worked out all the permutations... you see when things are “ normalized” everyone is supposed to forget what happened...and if you kidnap someone – over time the victims acquire Stockholm syndrome and sympathize with their kidnappers...that includes their own mother or father. It still doesn't make it right.

This case was also about satisfying bloodlust- a perverse craving to see others in pain. This is the psyche of the lynchmob...This was never about truth. Or Justice.

“ Complain until you get what you want” (Bill Clinton)

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“Hell hath no fury than a woman scorned”

Old English saying.

Ewelina Denton: 23^rd May , 2008.

Witness Statement

“I am the above named person. This statement I make on this day, Friday 23^rd May , 2008 to detective Constable Jon Wedger from the Metropolitan Polices Child Abuse Unit relatesto my youngest daughter Anastasia Denton and an allegation of sexual abuse she made against her father Mr. Paul Robin Denton.”

Comment: My daughter never made such an allegation. It was in fact my wife who did so. Furthermore, it was fully investigated and prosecuted at trial, and I was exonerated...Innocent!

“I am 32 years old and a Polish national. I am from a village in Poland called wojewodzwo Podkarpackie which is in the South East of the country. I was raised a Roman Catholic ;to my knowledge the majority of Polish people are Roman Catholic. My family in Poland consisted of my mother and father , two sisters and a brother. I am the second oldest of the children. My maiden name was Ewelina Sienczak. I had a very good upbringing and I enjoyed my life at home. My father was an electrician and my mother worked in a shop. Our house was in the countryside and our life was better that that of the people who lived in a city. It was even better than the life some people have in this country. My parents gave their children a good upbringing teaching us good family values and morals.”

Riposte: My wife grew up in a village called Jacmierz. It is true that her life on the surface had a good quality. She had fresh air, exercise and a roof over her head. It is healthy to eat fresh food and go to church on Sundays. Ewelina's father was a good husband and father and worked very hard. The time she grew up in Poland was indeed difficult because it was still under Communist rule. They had to que up for most of their provisions including bread. Ewelina and her 3 siblings along with her parents lived in a 4 roomed groundfloor apartment not including the bathroom and toilet. There was no running hot water or flushing toilet. The bedrooms doubled as a dining room and lounge in the day time. It was overcrowded and the children slept with their parents in one room.

As far as values and morals – this was an illusion. The father , Joseph Sienczak would often beat, curse and swear their mother and her sister Ella Sienczak-Baran. There was extreme domestic violence in the household.

Ewelina once described to me ho in a rage he pulled the roots out of the hair of her head ( Ella's or Elsbieta)

I have witnessed with my own eyes and ears the loud cursing and swearing and arguments. Elsbieta was for years our tenant , and she told us about the hell it was to live in their household. In short it was perhaps a stable household but an unstable and unhealthy , cramped home. I never could understand why they needed to shout at each other in such a manner. When I came to this village to take Ewelina to England to marry her; their parents were very happy. Ive always tried to respect Ewelinas parents despite the obvious issues of domestic violence.

“ I left school at the age of 19 years. When I left school, I think it was 1995 there were no jobs available in Poland .I had got involved in a new age following called rainbow. Rainbow was a type of hippy style following. It is to preach peace and national healing. I was introduced to Rainbow when I was about 17 years old by my friend Anna. At the age of 17 I was searching for answers to many questions I was asking myself such as – who am I ? I wanted to find the truth and get to know myself. The Rainbow movement at the time seemed to have the answers I wanted. Rainbow met once a year in a selected venue in Europe. The location would change each year. The first time I went to a Rainbow gathering was when I was 18 years old. We had hitch hiked to the area. There was about two thousand people there. It was a very organized event. Rainbow originated from a hippy movement in the USA which eventually moved to Europe. It had links to the Hindu movement. It had beliefs in freedom and mother Earth. From my arrival there I was made very welcome. I was at that time very naive . I stayed for about one month before hitchhiking back home with my friends.

Riposte: Ewelina started hitchhiking from the age of 15. I know she was nearly raped twice. Once in Greece or Italy and the other time in Portugal in 1996. She also was nearly raped on her journey to a Russian Rainbow. In Portugal she was abducted briefly by 3 male youths in a car whilst hitchhiking. She jumped from the moving car onto the road. In Greece she got picked up by a Polish truckdriver who attempted to force himself onto her at an Italian truckstop. Once again she forced her way out of the truck and escaped. By the time I met her she was not naïve about the intentions of sexual predators. Rainbow is a movement based on the principles of the Hopi Native Indian prophecies . It is not a new age movement – or religious- or political- or pagan-or Hindu.

Everyone is welcome.

The first gathering happened in 1972 in Colorado. And since then has spread all around the world. Many people have found the answers to their questions.

“ At 18 years old I left home and moved to a nearby village about 15 kilometers from parents house. I was staying with my sister Ursula , we lived in a house which was also owned by my parents. In 1996 I once again travelled to another Rainbow Gathering which was held in Portugal. This lasted about one month. After this gathering had finished we travelled to the Pyranees region of France as we had followed the Rainbow Gathering there. By this time I was 19 years old. Whilst at the French gathering I met my future husband Mr. Paul Robin Denton, but I will refer to him as “ ROBIN”.Robin was at that time and to my knowledge still is a member of the rainbow. I remember first meeting Robin at this French gathering as he was organizing a sweat lodge workshop. He was trying to organise people to help him make a type of basic sauna using natural materials. I was interested in this so I took part.”

Riposte: I agree with most of whats being said except for one small detail...” organise” and “ sweat lodge” The sweat lodge was actually an “ Inipi” or Native American Indian sweat lodge which is entirely different from a plain sauna.

It takes place over 6 hours and consists of 4 rounds. The aim is to cleanse the soul, spirit, body and mind.... its a purification ceremony.

In Rainbow we have no leaders or organisers as such-we call a person who convenes or takes responsibility a “ focaliser”... this is an essential point in the argument since I am being set up as a man of a controlling and manipulating nature ( the normal sexist argument against men). Everything is done in the rainbow with the spirit of altruism- not out of eo – to serve others in humility and love – not in any other way. And finally, were not a church or organisation- we don't have “members”- we have “ participants”.

In the next part of the statement my wife states she didnt give me her address , and that I wasn't invited – but I just turned up on the doorstep dressed as a “ vagabond”- that I had promised her that England would be a land of “ milk and honey”- in actual fact in the rainbow movement we have an open door “ policy” or guideline...- or not- of sharing and giving of hopsitality. I was invited by Ewelinas sister Ursula – and I got the address from a common friend who arrnaged it by calling ahead. At that time there were not many mobile phones so my friend Jurek from Krakow phoned ahead to Ewelinas parents or friends.

I was delivering a car to a friend who lived in Lublin and Huminska was an alternative route that added only 100 or so kilometers on the journey. It was in the middle of winter. I recall arriving at Ewelinas doorstep and she gave me a big hug and siad:” WELCOME HOME!” I gave her a teddy bear Pink Elephant I found in the trash outside the apartment I was living in in Frankfurt ( I did washed it in the washing machine)...I took a chance that someone was there at the house in Huminiska...and my heart guided me to take the longer road to Lublin. I recall sitting at a petrol station in Krakow with Yurek trying to choose the short way or the long way...and I chose the longer way after much thought. I followed my heart.

As it happened we almost immediately clicked although at the time she couldn't speak hardly a word of English. We connected in the unspoken language of love. I felt at this moment this was the woman I would fall in love with and marry- I didnt want the beautiful feeling I had when I was around her to leave... I was instantly in love- 1000%. And it was true love.

“ I decided to go with him. I was excited and thought it would be a good adventure and that nothing could go wrong . I took Robin to my parents house ( in Jacmierz- around 15km away) as I needed to collect some belongings. I introduced Robin to my parents. I described him as someone who was going to help me and told them he was an honest man. My mother asked me if I was scared . I said that I was but I could always come back if things went bad.”

Riposte: Ewelinas father was not there at home when I went to her home. She didn't seem to care much even though I suggested we wait for him to come back. She was very gung ho and wanted to go to England to learn English she said.... I didn't know what her expectations were but I said I would help where I could. I never promised her anything- not work- not money-not accommodation...nothing except companionship. It was purely a spontaneous thing . Poland was not in the European community at that time...in fact she “ used “ me to gain entry.

“We left my parents after being there a short time and traveled to Robins friends house which is also in Poland. His friend is a Polish guy who we call Peter. Peter lived in a town near Warsaw. We stayed there for about 2 weeks. After this stay we left for England en route Robins car broke down and we had to travel the rest of the way by bus.”

Comment: We travelled by bus from Lublin as I had driven the car from Germany to sell to my friend in Poland. It was a cheap VW – colour red and had problems with the temperature gauge . Otherwise it ran OK. I had no intentions of driving it all the way to England. During those two weeks in Lublin I gave Ewelina every opportunity to return to her home which was only 250 kilometers away. She was set in her mind to go to England with me...so she waited. We did not have sex during this time.

“On arrival in the UK we spent a few weeks traveling around visiting his friends and family . After visiting a friend of his in Scotland we returned to London. Once in London Robin told me that he was to travel to Israel the next day. I became scared as I would have been left alone in a foreign country. Robin was prepared to go and leave me alone. He eventually managed to book a flight for me to travel with him to Israel.”

Riposte: I must explain how difficult it was with Ewelina at this stage. I was infatuated or blinded with my love for her. I recall the Scottish immigration officer asking me bluntly: What do you intend doing with this young girl?” I replied: “ I'm going to marry her and take her to South Africa!”

On our first night in England we stayed at my Uncle Ronalds house in Stonegate, East Sussex. Ewelina was a virgin at this time and she willingly gave up her virginity the following night.

From this point on we were a couple. I tried finding work for Ewelina but the problem was her immigration status and her language. She knew I had planned to return to Israel as my ticket to South Africa was from Tel Aviv. Getting Ewelina a ticket and visa was no easy task. We both had no money...or very little. My friend Murray Wakefield gave her £60 for a bus to go back to Poland. It was enough money.

But she didn't want to go back to Poland. She was in love and she wanted to be with me. I didn't want to leave her either. I was in love. Totally. I did not want to go to Israel alone without her.

Even at the Heathrow airport with it snowing outside she pointed to the word...” miracle” in her Polish English dictionary with reference to us going together to Israel...we simply did not have enough money after paying for the visa to get to the Holy Land.

But it was a miracle. I said to her : “ Give me your passport !”...She did. I cued up, and she watched. It came to my turn and I showed the passports and my ticket. The girl looked through he manifesto... she said : “ No one of that name is booked here!”- I had booked Ewelina by phone- but not paid for the ticket. I said : “ Look again!”... She looked again...and her name was there!... I waited for her to say the price of the ticket... - because we hadn't paid for it... but she said... “ Is that one way or return? “ One way I said... she simply gave us the boarding pass and that was it. We were on our way! It was December 31^st, 1996. It was cold and it was dark... but we had our Christmas miracle... we were going to Jerusalem!

Looking back now... if her parents had cared about their daughter that much...they would have given her enough money to search for work.. the truth is they were poor and Ewelina believed I was the “ rich man”... not the vagabond as she claimed I was... I paid and did everything with what appears now... very little gratitude. Ewelina and I shared our dreams – she told me she always dreamt about working as a missionary in Africa with small children. I had a dream of building a farmschool for street-children in the Transkei, in Port St. Johns ...the Wild Coast. We loved each other and we were going in the same direction...as far as being alone in a foreign country – she was no stranger to this...if she could go alone to Russia...hitchhiking... she certainly could return to Poland from England had she wanted to.

“ We travelled around Israel and I managed to find a job in a Pizza restaurant in Jerusalem. I stayed in Israel for about 3 months. By this time Robin and I became partners. I started sleeping with Robin and he was my first boyfriend, and the first person I had had sex with.

I was a virgin before I met Robin. From the start of our relationship we began to argue. I had found a job and was happy to be earning money and working. Robin never kept a job long and always wanted to be moving.”

Riposte: Ewelina had never worked before. It was difficult for me to try to bring he rup to speed on the world of working. One day I realized the only way to give her the message ie get up and go....was to give her a gentle push... I was at that time providing for everything. I told her it was time to get a job because I couldnt afford to house and feed her on my own. Even though we had become a couple. She got a job in a pizza restaurant called “Abu Shanab” now called “ Jacob” Pizza near the Jaffa Gate in Jerusalem. I was happy for her and left the Old City to visit a good friend in Haifa for a few days. When I returned 2 weeks later Ewelina was making eyes at this Dutch Reiki Teacher.... he was even honest with me about his intentions- I gave Ewelina an ultimatum. She must choose between him and me. I WOULD RESPECT HER DECISION!

She chose me.

I said I had found accommodation in Haifa and there were better work opportunities – as far as moving around she knew from day one I was a traveler and settling down was never an option for me. I had hoped we could adapt and find a middle ground somewhere- this was to prove almost impossible and the source of many of our fights. In fact the main causes of our arguments were our different perspectives on life. I had the benefit of experience whereas she could only see things logically from her own limited worldview growing up in a rural area of Southern Poland in the isolation of the Communist bloc. Sometimes I felt she was extremely immature and fearful.

“ I would explain that if we stayed and worked we could afford good things and then move on. All Robins friends at this stage seemed to be involved in the new age belief but Robin as well as being involved in the new age stuff was also a Christian. These beliefs conflict with each other; this caused me a lot of confusion about Robins beliefs. If I ever get settled with a job he would make us move on. He seemed to never want me to become settled.”

Riposte: Now Ewelina's statement starts mixing truth with fiction. In the beginning she starts with facts ...as time progresses she starts exploiting my weakness and introducing half truths and lies. Since 1995 I have converted to Christianity. This is my religion and what I believe in. My search at this stage was deeper into the roots of Christianity and Judaism. I was interested in the Orthodox Christian Church at this stage in my spiritual development. I visited many of the monasteries in Holy places that were maintained by the Greek Orthodox Church.

As far as the New Age is concerned; it has always been the field of my expertise and the harvestfield of souls for the Kingdom Of God. Ewelina was very much into new age beliefs when I met her. In Israel I got her some work in Haifa giving private Reiki sessions. We had a 3 month visa and our plan was to return to South Africa somehow- together. Or linkup later on.

My travels had everything to do with the search- identical to what Ewelina herself was searching for..ie “ who am I “- for me this was always paramount to piling money into a mortgage. I was never and could never be a workslave person. God provides for my needs...not my wants. I accept that ; and often have to sacrifice what I want to get what I need...searching for spiritual truth means you must...you have to.... you are... a pilgrim.

“ From the age of 19 to 21 my life with Robin involved moving from one place to another, and form one country to another. We continued to argue constantly. I began to see an angry side to Robin. He would become very aggressive. I was attracted to Robin because he would talk about doing missionary work; I thought that a man capable of doing such good things couldn't be evil. When I was 21 years old we were in Greece attending a Rainbow gathering. After this we took part in locla voluntary work in a Greek village . I began to feel unwell at this time and was pregnant with my first child Jeremias. “

Riposte: Actually...not true. Ewelina likes to highlight the negative side as the prominent side of our relationship. My wife and I were deeply in love. I wrote love letters every week to her after she returned to Poland from Israel and I to South Africa. Later those letters were stolen by her jealous sister Elbieta. Ewelina hitchhiked to Glastonbury Festival with a friend, and we met after searching for each other amongst the thousands of people there for 3 days! Later on we worked picking up litter and we romantically pledged our hearts to each other on the Glastonbury Tor. As far as good and evil is concerned – we are all capable of good and evil.

I don't see myself as evil – or anyone else for that matter ..evil is a force...a spirit that enters our hearts and causes us to do evil or bad things. The key is to be able to be conscious of it , and not allow it to control your thoughts, emotions and actions. I don't deny at times I was assertive if not aggressive- but I'm a man of action...always have been. I don't suffer fools or stupidity too long. And sometimes Ewelina was stupid and foolish- I had an ongoing business in Johannesburg subletting houses and rooms, and supplying health products to pharmacies. I didn't get that business being stupid or foolish...I paid my way. I was an entrepreneur.

“ Whilst in the Greek village I had a petty argument with Robin. I walked away form him whilst he was shouting at me. I do not really swear- but on this occasion I said to him : “ Fuck you!”...I walked away form him as I said this.

Robin grabbed my hair . He pulled me towards him. With one of his fists he punched me hard to my face hitting my nose. My nose began to bleed – it was very painful. He pulled me to the floor , he was kicking me to my body and legs. I curled up to protect myself. At one stage I tried to get up but he pulled me back to the floor and continued to kick me. I was shocked and I was panicking. I tried to run away but Robin caught me. I was crying hard – he tried to comfort me and told me to wash my face. He was whispering in my ear , telling me not to say anything about it to anyone. He was apologizing and telling me he loved me.

Riposte: Ewelina was pregnant- but she didn't know it at this time. At least she wasnt sure of it.Her hormones were kicking in and it affected her normal behavior. She is now writing untruths and escalating them into a petty squabble. She had been told to exaggerate everything. In this statement she even claimed that I had broken her nose. What exactly happened was we were working on a volunteer rainbow project called “ karakaxis” or magpie/crow – it was named after the bird that likes shiny things and stashes them away. Anyway, we were recycling litter that we picked up during the day around the surrounding countryside. What I didn't know then – but I do know now ...is that Ewelina didnt want to work for free..ie no money... she wanted to work for money.

We were sorting out glass from metal outside an empty school. The argument escalated and - she threw an open tin can at me narrowly missing my face and hitting my arm. I asked her to apologize.... she then said...” fuck you!” she then turned to walk away. I grabbed her hair and slapped her in the face..not punched...slapped this is what caused the bleeding – plus it was a hot day and I believe she could also have started bleeding because of the heat. She continued refusing to apologize for swearing at me. It normally takes a lot to set me off- but on this particular day Ewelina wanted to humiliate and disrespect me... why? Because she wanted to provoke in me a response... I think this was related to her pregnancy. This incident lasted no more than one or two minutes . When I saw her nose bleeding I immediately felt sorry for what I had done and apologised to her. I helped her to an outside tap and she washed her face.

I must stress here that she was the one who started the argument ; and she was the one who screamed very loudly to draw attention to herself – there was more verbal than physical interchange- her culture is used to swearing and cursing and screaming... and shouting... it is the negative side to her culture...she has hot blood! I also believe the hormone imbalances led her to argue or pick a fight with me...had I been aware that she was pregnant , I would have just walked away. The truth is Ewelina wanted a confrontation as she is a confrontational person. We had a physical relationship – very physical.... but I definitely did not kick or punch her. That is a lie.

And I did not break her nose...another complete and absolute lie! As far as telling her I loved her- that is always a natural reaction- it was our first major fight after one year into our relationship....I was in shock- what else could I say except ...”I love you!”

But looking back now... I did not start the fight – and I could have handled it in a different way... but her description of what happened and her exaggeration in not correct. There was more shouting and screaming than hitting.

“We went back to the camp .What happened is that whilst Robin was hitting me a local woman had witnessed the attack. This woman went to the Rainbow camp and complained to the people there. A few hours after returning to the camp a woman and a man from the rainbow gathering approached us and explained that a local woman had witnessed the assault . They told us that this behavior was unacceptable.”

Riposte: The woman was a Greek girl called Julietta . Her boyfriend was from Austria – his name was Robert – as far as the witness I agree our behavior was unacceptable... Ewelina had never acted like this before. I was assaulted too. The truth is Ewelina never over reacted by screaming previously. To any passerby it would seem as if she were the one being assaulted... - when in truth she was the one steering things as she wanted me to react to her provocations. It takes a lot for me to react. I did react and lost control momentarily. Thats all. She had one small bruise – I had one small cut...you figure. It was a watershed moment. I suddenly saw how quickly Ewelina could change from a peaceful -placid innocent angel to a raging – screaming swearing devil.

“ The woman took me to one side. She told me that when a man beats a woman he will never stop, she advised me to finish the relationship. Began to cry and told her I was scared to leave Robin as I thought I was pregnant with his child. I wanted to return to Poland and was hoping that I wasnt pregnant. I told Robin that I was leaving him, I told him that I would not put up with violence. I told him this in the presence of others as this made me feel safe. That night I slept away from Robin. The next day two women from the rainbow took me by bus to town ( by the seaside) They also bought me a pregnancy test and a ferry ticket to Italy. “

Riposte: I am not a violent man. Domestic violence is often a circuit of power struggles. My wife is an alpha female – I am an alpha male- quiet words are not her way- nor often mine... she grew up in a household of daily extreme domestic violence. Its what she knows. This doesn't excuse or justify domestic violence – but it puts it into context and paints a different picture than the one she is trying to paint here. My wife was equally an aggressor..equally if not more violent and therefore not entirely innocent. Her hormones caused her to first become aggressive with me. But, I did lose my self control...and that was wrong. It was a momentary loss of self control but that doesn't make me a beast. In her statement Ewelina was obviously told to exaggerate the event for dramatic purpose. She swore I had broken her nose – yet 2 months later I proposed to her in Poland...and she accepted!

Do you think that if the injuries she sustained were so terrible I would have dared show my face at her parents home? No. She had a small bruise on her face where she was slapped – thats all. I was lucky the cut she gave me didn't give me tetanus. Why is it a womens injuries are always more dramatic than a mans?I recall getting the news of her pregnancy results. I was in Piraeus , near Athens – looking for a boat to Cyprus. I was happy and I understood why she had acted provocatively,irrationally and violently that day.

But I was still committed to our future life together because I loved her.

“ The test was positive. I got to Italy and hitchhiked to Poland. Robin went and lived in a Greek Orthodox Monastery. By letter I informed him that I was pregnant. I was still in love with Robin. After 3 months Robin came to Poland to visit me. I wanted my child to have a father so I got back with Robin. I informed my parents that I was pregnant and that I was going to marry him. Robin suggested that he would go to South Africa to work, earn enough money for me to join him, and then we could set up home together.”

Riposte: I spent one month in Athos – a Greek monastic republic near Thessaloníki. I wanted to deal with my anger issues and pray- and learn more about orthodoxy as a religion. The monks helped me a lot and when I left I felt like a new man. In fact my son Jeremias is named after a Greek monk from the Iveron Monastery...an Australian “gerondas” or “ staretz”- spiritual guide .I got his name in a dream of Mother Mary.

I came to Poland in November , 1997. I told her parents I wanted to marry their daughter and that we were very much in love. Almost immediately the parents put up the money to help us to get married. The amount they gave us was $700-not a lot- but for her parents ...it was a lot of money. I didn't intend to take her to South Africa until I could afford to keep her. The parents were eager to get rid of their daughter as quickly as possible – thinking I might do a runner; and they produced as much cash as they could. A normal ticket usually cost $1500 return- we had to find a way to get to South Africa on a one way ticket...

“ My parents funded my airfare to South Africa. I lived with Robin in South Africa for about one year. Our relationship during this period was okay. During this year Robin insisted that we kept moving home. Jeremias was born during our stay in South Africa on the 9^th of June 1998 ( in Krugersdorp- Dr. Yusef Dadoo Hospital).

After one year in South Africa , I returned with Jeremias to Poland , where I stayed for 6 months. Robin joined me in Poland. Whilst in Poland I fell pregnant with Anastasia.”

Riposte: My wife and I had a golden year in South Africa in 1998. Yes, we moved around but it was all about finding a proper home and lifestyle. We did do well financially and probably we should have strengthened our base. However, I had promised her mother that I would marry her daughter in a Catholic Church in Poland; and show her her grandchild. I kept my promise. Ewelina was a willing partner in our travels. She never said... “ NO-STOP ”!..She did say : “ I WANT A HOME!”- Thats what WE WERE FIGHTING TO ACHIEVE!...We got no substantial financial help form my parents when we got married... we were on our own- in Africa... nothing at all!Everything we did do was off our own back! I provided for my family by setting up 2 shops selling personalized gifts. From scratch!...nothing. Literally.

My wife was a woman who knew how to make her wishes and her complaints known- in fact it was in South Africa that she became more interested in my search for the truth. When she left I sold my business and had an epiphany on Good Friday of April 1999 whilst fasting and praying on the cliffs of Mossel Bay on the Cape Coast. We were both still very much in love.

“ In 1999 Robin, Jeremias and myself left Poland and moved to Oxford in England. We were given accommodation in a bed and breakfast place . We both found work during this time. We began to argue and Robins violence towards me began.”

Whilst staying in temporary accommodation Oxford in 1999 whilst pregnant with Anastasia we were having an argument in our room. The argument got worse and robin pulled at my hair. He pulled so hard that the hair was pulled out. He then punched me hard to my nose. It was a hard punch. This caused bruising to my face. During his violent attacks he would quote verses and texts from the bible. I remember that he would say : “ submit to me as unto the Lord”...He would also insist that I called him Lord. He later changed his name to Lord Denton. After this assault he was laughing about it and told me to wear dark glasses. The violence after this became worse and more frequent.

Riposte: WE NOW MOVE FROM NARRATIVE TRUTH TO FANTASY. In this last paragraph Ewelina gets inspired to use my faith against me ( although it could have come from the copper)...and make up out and out blatant distortions of the truth and lies.

I hope she truly repents of her blasphemy because going to hell is a long long time of punishment. So then...what is the truth? Were we both under financial, emotional,mental and spiritual stress... the answer is yes. We were a young couple- homeless with 2 small children- one born- one on the way... living in a shared house with drug addicts and daily shouting and violence.... yes – of course we were both under pressure- and we were both working...of course we argued. It was often a communication issue...a language issue... and yes...sometimes our arguments got violent.... but be assured...it was very much a two way thing. There was a circle of provocation and violence but in this ...we were both guilty...be assured of this. As far as the submission and lord thing this is a separate matter entirely. I certainly did not pull out her hair from her roots- or punch her whilst ranting and frothing at the mouth biblical proclamations ...this is another cheap -blasphemous lie. Absolute nonsense. ! What CRAP!...

As far as telling Ewelina to call me Lord...what shite! I changed my name by deed poll 8 full years after these alleged incidents... where the connection ? And I changed my name for very good reasons... here begins my wifes fantasy narrative... she projects experiences form her own childhood onto our marriage and calls it reality... she mixes me up with her father... and thats how she is able to lie so convincingly. I don't know if they thought through this whole thing before they wrote it down... usually it is done in a police station and on video. So this statement was obviously contrived.

What came next I can only describe as demented and demonically inspired evil. The rants of a scorned woman – a true rejected ... cunt- I worked hard and sacrificed much for my family and my children... Ewelina was very much party to the highs and the lows as I will explain shortly. She definitively was no angel...but as I was to discover... a devil in disguise!

And she certainly didn't behave like the Holy Virgin Mary- I lived with this woman and Ive lived through her domestic abuse for 12 years...I know her inside and out!... In the end... she turned out to be a cheap coward – liar- ungrateful and a paranoid psychotic with bipolar who was narcissistically willing to exploit her own children to get her own way.

For this God will surely make her pay dearly. Although I still love Ewelina – even now...( God only knows why)- I cannot condone what evil she has done. She will pay for this as surely as the sun rises and sets. In the meantime her main priority is to the children. But when they are old enough – and beyond her controlling influence and poison- they will ask the right questions...and they will make up their own minds. And when they do- they will hold her accountable – not me!

However, I may or may not have acted I always worked to keep our family together – I never gave up! She on the other hand brought shame on herself and on her God by telling those scandalous lies...I sincerely believe she will die a broken- bitter and lonely woman when the children find out the truth about her great betrayal and her evil malicious lies.

We now break here as the next statement is made after she has decided to fit me up – this comes as she is moving out of the refuge and in the background of me divorcing her and writing a blog called Dr. Jecklina which pisses her right off. She decides to get her revenge by making up new false allegations....again!

“ This statement I make on Thursday 22^nd August, 2008 to DC Jon Wedger ...is the second statement, this statement is a continuation of the first.

In 1998 whilst living in South Africa , Robin insisted that I visited various Christian missions with him and my son Jeremias. Robin by this time became more and more interested in the Christian religion. The mission ( Editors Note: The mission we were trained at in Durban- Jivanadi)-claimed to spiritually heal people from all forms of physical and mental problems also deliverance from demonic spirits. It was situated in Durban , South Africa. I was young and curious and went along with Robins decision. We went there for “ healing and deliverance”

Comment: This sick woman claims to own her children by referring to them as “ my “ - in a marriage children are generally “ our “children . It goes to show how demented Ewelina has become when on the one hand she claims it was “ my decision” - and that I” insisted”- yet on the other hand she says she was young and “ curious”!

It is a completely untrue statement that I in any way forced her to come to the mission. It was mutually agreed. It was part of our longterm plan to become trained missionaries and be equipped to run a farmschool in the Transkei.

Jivanadi means in Sri Lankan “ The nerve” and we both experienced our own personal healing there. It was a joint effort.

This issue of healing and deliverance from demonic spirits is very important to my case. Ewelina on the one hand is saying I forced her to go to the mission- yet on the other hand experiences an incredible healing and deliverance form the demonic spirit which she claimed originally was form God...ie Reiki. I want to mention here that Ewelina had another experience of a demonic deliverance in Port St. Johns, Transkei in 1997. To uneducated European people this might seem to be an excuse to assault a vulnerable person. Yet it was a commonplace activity in England only 70 years ago. I refer of course to the great preacher- evangelist Smith Wigglesworth of Bradford who used to use physical force to cure the sick...deliver them form evil spirits...one time punching a woman in the stomach to cure her of cancer- in another instance kicking a baby across the stage to bring it back to life!!!

In Africa today this belief in deliverance ministry and the demonic realms is still very strong. In Port St. Johns at the mans of the Anglican Church it took 5 people to hold Ewelina down on the bed when she went into a demonic trance and an evil spirit possessed her...this science is rarely given much credence in Europe and in fact is banned in some countries- even in England...! ( Its regarded as ABH- even sexual assault!(sic)...in my marriage it was twisted around to be used against me as instances of domestic violence...this couldn't be further from the truth! Ewelina knows this. She has benefited from it.

The spiritual culture of African Christian demonic deliverance is regarded by satanist secular extremists and many Western governments as act of assault on the person... and therefore illegal!It is also ridiculed by the media. As I said earlier... It was used to heal people of cancer and even death! Did those who were healed lay charges of assault? No! Unlike my accursed ex- wife ...they did not. Were there occasions in our marriage we used physical force on each other whilst practicing the art of deliverance? Yes...there was! But not to the extent of being abusive... !

“The kingdom of God suffers violence, but the violent shall take it by force!...”

Ewelina at this point doesn't care what she says as long as it sounds controversial – sensational and out of this world...fantastical -she makes me out to be something I am NOT...nor ever was! Ie a violent controlling bully. It is what all cases of this nature try to portray men as. If there ever was bullying ,you could be sure that Ewelina dished out her fair share of it....especially as time went by...with the children. I will address this later on in this chapter. Specifically, it has much to do with her mental health, her childhood and her controlling , manipulating nature.

“ The mission consisted of a church , accommodation block and a lot of open space and gardens. The mission was run by an Afrikaans man called “ Danny” - and his wife. There were volunteers who assisted in the running of the mission. We were given free accommodation and food. The mission staff were warm and humble people. I felt safe and welcomed there.”

Comment: Its really odd that sometimes in this narrative she actually tells the truth! ( Except the mission wasn't run by “ Danny” but by a guy called Greg Dennissen- who specialized in endtime theology)...Danny was a counselor and his wife taught at the school. They were both full time missionaries. Its details like this which I recall that prove her story is told as a subjective generalization and a mishmash of the facts- some of it true – some of it false.

“ Prior to my attendance at the Jivanadi Mission I had been involved with the Rainbow Gathering – this I have previously mentioned . I visited the church a lot , and it was during my stay at the Jivanadi that I realized the truth about the Rainbow Gathering. I realized that the rainbow gathering was an excuse to do whatever you want, it was a deceptive movement and a negative thing. There was a lot of free sex , and I recall at one rainbow gathering in 1996 in Portugal there was an elderly man about 70 years old. He was Asian in appearance ; long grey dreadlocks; he was either partially dressed or naked.

I recall him being extremely ugly ; he claimed to be a spiritual guru . He was always surrounded by numerous young girls...on occasions these girls were naked . Many girls told me that they have had had sex with this man. All these girls were young – late teens and early twenties... the girls all said that they felt overpowered by this man prior to him having sex with them. On occasions this old man had approached me put his arm around me and tried to walk me off into a tent...I manged to pull away from this man – but I recall feeling weak in his presence.”

Riposte: Actually this man was called “ Charandas” - which means “ footslave”- or “ bondslave” and in 1996 he would have been around 52. He was an American who had lived in India for 22 years studying and practising parapsychology. He was vegetarian and had taken his vows of celibacy with the sadhu sect he belonged to in Varanasi. He had also studied and had practiced meditation and yoga and massage. He was apparently one of the founders of Rainbow before he went off to India in 1974. Yes, he did have sex with women- young and older- perhaps many... but thats not a crime. He did break his vows of celibacy at the gatherings.

But Rainbow has never been about free love or free sex..its about consciousness , peace and environmental awareness...and I think thats a positive and a constructive thing in this day and age.

Charandas had spent 20 years as a celibate in India ...if Ewelina was strong willed enough to escape the overwhelming power and to jump out of a moving car with 3 strong lads in it and to get out of a truck in the middle of nowhere... at night... do you not think she would have had the strength to say no to me? It does not therefore concur that I had the power to force her to have anal sex with me against her will – ergo she was not raped!!!

The argument of fear- dominance and mind control is therefore a salacious stupid and false one...

“It was whilst at Jivanadi that I realized how morally bad the whole rainbow gathering scene was. I mentioned my feelings to Robin believing that he would be pleased – but the opposite occurred. He still claimed that the rainbow as a good thing. For as long as I was with Robin, he remained very much involved with the rainbow gathering. As Robin claimed to be Christian , I could not understand why he would be involved with the Rainbow gathering. His argument was that as a Christian it was his job to attend these meetings to evangelize to them and spread the Word of God . For me it was clear that the Rainbow Gatherings were a bad place full of witchcraft and no place for a Christian.”

Riposte: I have no doubt that in the world there is good and bad. The rainbow is only a mirror of the world and whats in it. The only difference is that people come together and try to be better people. To live together in the spirit of peace and love. As far as the rainbow was concerned , I went through a stage where I too believed it was no place for a Christan ; until I realized how hypocritical and self righteous that viewpoint was. Ewelina herself stated she went there to discover who she was. Many people who go to the rainbow gatherings are searchers searching for the truth. I believe had Jesus been alive in the flesh , He would have gone to the Rainbow Gathering to seek and to save the lost sheep. As His disciple , I realized that that was my missionary field...my harvest field and the place I should bing the Word of God. Over the years , I have done exactly that to the best of my ability.

“ After two weeks we moved on , but the Jivanadi Mission was a turning point in my life. As time went on , Robin became more and more obsessive with the bible , and quite fanatical about it. Robin would say that I was a gift to Him from God . He said that prior to meeting me he had made a list to God of what he wanted as a future wife. The most important thing to him was that his wife must be a virgin- which I was. I recall many occasions when he was talking to others that he would boast about my virginity before we met and that he deserved to have a virgin.”

Riposte: Another contradiction. According to her own words... “ I insisted”....” I decided” to take her to Jivanadi...and yet – in her own words...she benefited from it – “it was a turning point”And according to her -I was obsessed with Rainbow which hates Christians and the bible – yet suddenly I became a Christian fanatic.... totally contradictory!

About how I met my wife ….I was lonely...I wanted to fall in love with a pure hearted woman...a woman I could share my life and my heart with. I therefore made a prayer to God and wrote it down in the form of a letter to God... a “Dear God”letter...I articulated my wishes to God whom I believe in. In the letter I simply stated: “ Dear God- please send me a woman whom I can love and who loves- and understands me, who I can share my life with; who is honest and pure in heart, mind and body...someone I can marry and be together forever, have children with ...and make all my dreams come true with...a woman who will be a mother to many. A woman of grace,humility and truth. Thank you God- Amen. “ That was the gist of it. Truth.

And God heard and answered all my prayers. As far as her being a virgin...that was a bonus! I used to wind her up about it...thats all... and I was proud of her keeping her virginity- thats why I shared that fact with others.

As far as becoming obsessive with the bible; I read the bible because I wanted to go deeper into my faith and learn as much as I possibly could about the subject of my interest. My goal was to be an evangelical missionary and build a farmschool in the Transkei for orphans and streetkids. I needed to know what I was talking about and how to answer the inevitable questions.

The bible is a manual for life. Ewelina had been schooled on what to say at this stage. Its important to realize that at this point all that was in her mind was : “ revenge- murder-death-kill-hate-hurt...” In this mindset anger and of course pride fuels the flames of hatred and common sense and truth becomes redundant.

IRRELEVANT.

The evil spirit controlling and being channelled through her comes directly from hell..this I know 1000%. By this time she had already sold her soul directly to Satan himself in some kind of Faustine deal. She has to be portrayed as whiter than white and I have to be portrayed as blacker than black. And with trigger offenses anything that stirs up the deep rooted emotions of sex- violence - race- religion...is exactly what the prosecution wanted.

“ He had told me of many sexual partners that he had prior to our meeting . He would tell me that I would be a “ mother of many” He initially wanted to call “ Jeremias” - “ Emmanuel” which means “ God is with us”- he would draw plans of a Christian mission situated somewhere in Africa specifically to help : “ streetchildren”

Riposte: The nature of my occupation was to do with the meaning of names. We had a computer programme that would explain what a name meant. We would print it out and frame it- and sell it to the general public . It was a good business and we made a lot of money doing it. Why does Ewelina not mention this? Telling her the meaning of her name was meant as a compliment. Ie Eve means “ mother of the living”- I meant it to be a prophetic act seeing as she wanted to be a missionary in Africa.

As for naming our son ; Ewelina was fully in agreement with that choice. In fact Ewelina named our third child “ Nicole” - which means “ victorious one”. As for having previous partners that was me just being honest with my wife about my past. Regarding our vision of starting a farmschool for streetchildren – she was fully I agreement with this from the beginning , and I saw the meaning of her name in context with this...period.

I was trying to define her role as a woman of God...and my wife. There was nothing insulting or condescending about this...I am truly sorry she was so spiritually blind that she couldn't see this. I saw it in the prophetic sense that our lives complimented each other...it was Gods perfect will and plan for our lives. She would be the mother of many as I would be the father to many.

I truly believed that she had this same vision as she had initially shared her dream of being a missionary in Africa working with small children... hence...”a mother of many”..I didn't believe there is much to be misunderstood there. As far as designing the future; that is completely natural...fail to plan and plan to fail... its in all of the motivational books... you plan what you hope to achieve and you work towards it.

“ He was always drawing pictures of various missionary projects he was planning. In addition he would write love poems which he would make me read. These poems hoever were not for me; but for a Swedish girl called “ Matilda”. Matilda was an ex- girlfriend of Robins'. He would carry with him in his wallet a naked picture of Matilda. He told me that they separated because she had an abortion, and also she could not keep up with his sexual demands.”

Riposte: Matilda Bostrom from Gavle, Sweden was my first love. We split up some months after she had got pregnant and had an abortion. The reason we broke up was because of our differentness – not because of my sexual appetite. Thats complete and utter rubbish. Matilda was a model who worked in Japan and she wasn't ready to settle down and become a mother and pregnant. She chose her modeling career over motherhood.

Love is the strongest of emotions , and it hurt me a lot to split with her. I loved her. As part of that healing process ; I wrote poetry about my feelings. Love is not a tap you can turn off. That is unless you're not human.Duh... By the time I met Ewelina I was over Matilda and had long since stopped writing poetry about her- that relationship had ended 6 years previously. The only thing I had to remind me of her was a photo taken in India on beach in Goa. It was simply part of my history. The poetry got published in a book I wrote called “ Love 22” published in 1994. Ewelina read the book and was just jealous- I'm an artist and don't write poetry about someone unless I'm inspired to.

And by the way...the picture got burned at Jivanadi as part of our healing and deleiverance process we were going through as trainee missionaries.

Laslty, I wrote many love letters to Ewelina which she kept but were stolen and burned by her envious wicked sisters in Humniska.

Once again truth vs Fiction!

My poetry is more about the tragedy and pain of love lost than the fuzzy wuzzy mushiness – although I do that too sometimes... I have since written some beautiful poems about Ewelina and my love for her. The tragedy is that she'll probably never get to read them... and thats really tragic!

On a final note about Matilda...she and I had a wonderful sex life. Some of the best sex Ive had....but Ewelina and I went higher and more tantric than I ever did with Matilda...it was just very different. Both of it good...but different.

You see, there is the physical side and the emotional side.... but then there is the spiritual ...I reached spiritual heights with my wife on quite a few occasions that I couldnt quite reach with Matilda... but on a physical and emotional level... Matilda was better. Sex is like God creating the universe...its like the big bang... and when two souls experience that at the same time...wow! Thats something...!

And by sharing these facts I've giving honour to what Ewelina did bring to the table... we communicated on levels many never reach in their lifetime sleeping with hundreds of women... and this is another reason our breakup was so tragic... and painful... !Although...if she says she doesnt feel any pain...well then... shes simply psychotic. A sociopath...or psychopath...whatever.

“After moving back to the UK,as I have mentioned , and being pregnant with Anastasia , I gave birth at a hospital in Northampton. I was in labour with Anastasia for about 6 hours. I had a water birth with Anastasia. This took place in a large tub. Robin insisted in video recording the birth. I found the whole situation annoying and irritating as I was in a lot of pain and Robin insisted that I smiled for the camera.

He would later show the video to friends without my permission. He would also take the videotape containing the footage out of the house...this would make me feel extremely humiliated. When Anastasia was born he held her up and claimed that her life was a miracle of his own making.”

Riposte: Again...TOTAL blasphemous nonsense!!! Ewelina agreed to be filmed during the birth. She could have at any time destroyed the video after the birth- but she didn't...why? The midwife asked us for a copy of the tape to show other people who wanted a waterbirth. We refused. We felt it a private matter.

Since then I have changed this viewpoint because the birth of Anastasia was a supernatural miracle birth, and I will explain...

Ewelina was actually in labor for 12 hours not 6. She was extremely weak and I was worried about her health. The doctors wanted to give her an epidural to induce the birth. They were even considering an emergency caesarian operation....I sent the doctors out of the room for 15 minutes to speak to Ewelina alone. At this point I took charge and placed my hands on her stomach and prayed. The word that came to me was : “ If you have faith as small as a mustard seed ...I said, you will get up off this bed and walk!- If nothing happens by the time you get to the canteen and back you can take as much drugs as you want to!”

She replied: “ I'm too tired to argue with you!...so she got up...took 3 steps...and immediately went into labour. Even the midwife commented: “ Its amazing what the power of prayer can do!” Even she couldn't believe it.

A waterbirth is less painful than a normal birth. In fact our third child was born inexactly the same tub because it felt natural and less painful- not my words but Ewelinas'. As far as saying to Ewelina : “ SMILE!”- Ewelina was obviously exhausted and I only joked with her to relieve the tension...it wasn't my first birthing. I was trying to get her mind off the pain.

Finally, after cutting the cord ; the midwife wrapped the child up in a blanket and gave her to me to hold for the first time. I held the baby up to God in offering and thanked Him for his Grace and His miracle answer to my prayers. I dedicated the child to him and immediately by the Holy Spirit the name came to me: “ANASTASIA”- which means ...”RESURRECTION” . I certainly did not claim the miracle one of my own making – this is sick.

Anastasia was nearly born in Bethlehem – and it was a difficult pregnancy term for Ewelina. I dont deny that. Shortly after we left Israel the Intifada began. Also Jeremias nearly choked to deth on some winegums he had stuffed into his mouth. All of this cumulative stress meant that the healthy birth of Anastasia was a small victory...a small yet big miracle of God. I never – NEVER claimed my daughters birth was a miracle of my own. That is a lie.

As far as being humiliated- that is her own paranoia and insecurity rising up- she was our millennium child- and she gave us much hope for the future. She was and is a miracle of God.

“ As mentioned during this time we were living in temporary accommodation in Holcot, Northamptonshire. We moved to this new address form Oxford. After Anastasia's birth, Robin continued to be violent towards me. On one occasion I recall Anastasia would not settle in the evening and began to cry. Robin came home from work and began to drink wine. He blamed me for the babys crying . I tried to quieten her but this did not please Robin. He became verbally aggressive towards me , swearing at me. He then with his hand grabbed at my hair .

I cant remember what side it was ( behind my hair) – at the time my hair was long . He pulled me so hard that the hair came away from my head causing a bald patch. After this Robin made me sit up all night and listen to him talking and drinking wine. I was afraid to disobey in case I got hurt again.

Riposte:I remember our life in Holcot well. We stayed in a 2 bedroomed cottage in the countryside. Every morning we were given fresh eggs from our neighbor . We had Ella staying with us for a time , and the Jesus army used to visit us every Thursday. I started my gardening company form Holcot

( Shalom Gardens) with only £ 25 . It was around May 2000. I bought my tools at the local tip. At this time both Ewelina and I used to read and pray together. We firmly believed and practised what we had learned form Jivanadi. Often when we felt under demonic attack we would sit u and talk- and pray and read the bible...as any parents with children know... young babies sometimes keep you up all night...and Anastasia was not a quiet baby. He kept us up many a night. Jeremias was a lovely little boy and rarely gave us any trouble.

The birth and looking after the children put pressure on us both. Sometimes we did argue. But I do know that it wasn't caused from drinking a glass or two of red wine. As far as pulling out her hair- thats a complete lie. The only explanation for her bald spot is possible apaletia caused from vitamin depletion after the birth.

The truth is there is no reason I would get violent with my wife unless there was extraordinary circumstances... my ex wife liked to scream at the children to get them to comply- or if she lost her patience... sometimes she would beat them to provoke me.

As crazy as it sounds...sometimes it worked!

Sometimes she would smash something to get my attention- whatever she did I began to realise that it was another excuse to humiliate me... I was beaten as a small child by a woman with an iron bar; and it is my own weak point (in my character) of which I have no control over. You see...I was beaten as a small child by a woman, an Afrikaans woman who hated the British...

The truth is there is no reason I would get violent with my wife unless there were extraordinary circumstances. My wife liked to scream at the children rather than use a calm tone with them. She did not have patience when dealing with 3 small children. She could not deal with toddlers.

I began to think Ewelina was suffering from post natal depression and that was one of the root causes of her violence against the children. Unfortunately, it began to develop into a pattern.

I would come home from work and I would find bruises,scratches and pinch marks on the childrens face, arms and body. I couldn't understand why Anastasia was always crying so much . As time went by . The penny dropped.

What resulted was a “ circle of domestic violence”- at first I tried to pray for and ask God to “ deliver” her – Ewelina from her demons. Later as the child abuse got worse...the domestic violence also increased...! It was a closed spiritual circle.

Make no mistake here...my ex wife was violent with the children...but it usually only happened when she could not cope with them. I will go into more detail on this subject at a later stage. On the whole she was a good wife and mother...but when she couldn't cope she did stupid and dangerous things.

“ Even though we had a place to stay , Robin insisted that we travelled – despite the fact that we had infant children. Robin insisted that when we travelled , we stayed in a tent. I was not given disposable nappies , and had to use travelling ones – which on many occasions I would have to wash in cold water. Robin rarely helped me with the basic parenting duties . When we travelled we would go to various Christian groups – some of which were very extreme ; such as Taize.

Taize is a Catholic community run by a Brother Roger. This is based in Southern France ;- again this movement provides free food and accommodation . It was during this trip that I fell pregnant with Nicole. The trip was very tiring for me as the children would be crying a lot , and I would be blamed for this.”

Riposte:Taize is NOT extreme at all , and does not provide free food and accommodation . They made an exception for us as a family because we were traveling missionaries and we were traveling on a very tight budget. Brother Roger who was recently murdered by a crazed Romanian woman started his prayer community shortly after the Second World War.

He realized Europe needed a place where people could pray for peace and reconciliation in the aftermath of the war. He found the village of Taize on his scouting mission and shared his vision with a woman who invited him to dinner. She said: “ Why don't you come here and do it?”

He did.

Each year the 10 or so brothers and sisters receive thousands of people of ALL faiths and denominations ( including Buddhists) to pray and sing devotional adoration songs and have fellowship and lectures. I met Brother Roger and he prayed for our family and blessed us. Ewelina benefited from the experience just as much as I did. People were warm, friendly and open and the teachings were good- as well as the singing. In fact I would say Jivandi is much more extreme and dogmatic than Taize community. About parenting , I did my best under the circumstances. As far as living in a tent whilst travelling ; theres nothing whatsoever wrong with this and shows that I was providing shelter for my family.

People have been and still live in tents all over the world...and for thousands of years. In fact Ewelina has had much experience of this lifestyle from rainbow gatherings...as far as “ blaming” Ewelina – I certainly did not do so...children cry all the time...I would not have blamed her unnecessarily unless it was true and there was something she wasn't doing...eg neglect. A far as using towel nappies... we used towel nappie with our first child and when we were travelling we normally used disposables – there was only one journey across Europe which we did not in the early part of our marriage when we went to Rumania. After that particular trip we did not use towel nappies again. The reason we used them in the first place is because we both did not want to pollute the Earth and towel nappies were more environmentally friendly. In fact I travelled with a mobile nappie washer called the “sputnik”. I managed to fit it into my backpack. Unfortunately , it cracked and we weren't able to use it on that particular journey across Europe.

So in short towel nappies were environmentally friendly and more economic. Ewelina grew up washing clothes in cold water and it wasn't something she was not unaccustomed to. Finally, our travels across Europe usually happened in summertime.

It was rarely cold weather.

“ Robin was constantly wanting sex with me. He had an extremely high sex drive. I was not allowed to refuse him. I was not allowed to refuse him. The only time he would not have sex with me was whilst I was on my period. He refused to allow me to take contraception and himself would never use any. He would tell me that he did not want me to experience the pleasure of sex despite the fact that he would get the pleasure from it. He would say that he was frightened that I would discover how pleasurable sex could be. He would also make comments about other women in my presence. If he saw a girl he liked he would say aloud sexist comments about her and her body. This he did on many occasions in my presence.”

Riposte: Here we see that my wife is being coached what to say for ...” maximum effect”. We had a healthy sex life as any married couple has. We were no different. I was my wifes first sexual partner ; and consequently I found myself being her “ teacher” somewhat unwittingly. I have always believed as a rule in temperance in all things ; and that is why I said we should be aware and careful not to let our passions and sexual desires get the better of our higher selves. My wife had many orgasms. When she made love to me she usually was on top ( although we tried different positions)- when she had an orgasm , she would usually scream with ecstasy – waking up the entire house... she couldn't stop herself from screaming with pleasure!... ( In fact I had to cover her mouth when she was having an orgasm)- neighbours used to complain about our lovemaking because it was too noisy...I was sincerely worried when she started demanding sex form me that she was turning into a sex fiend. A maniac. A nymph.

I can honestly say without being ashamed of it that our sex life was passionate, hot and mutually beneficial. It only changed when her insatiable appetite for bigger and better led her to relieve herself elsewhere. My warning to her about liking sex too much was in that context that it could lead to adultery. As it happens ...I was right. About making “ sexist” comments about other women- that is balderdash and doesn't even deserve a response. All couples have bedroom banter before sex ...its all good... its part of the sexual attraction and the wanting of each other...its a dynamic as primal as the apes. Its very deeply primal and it works.

As far as improving our sexlife... I'm no conservative- if she had her period I was willing to look at other alternatives- including those that prevent contraception. The only time we indeed have oral and anal sex was in an attempt to save our marriage and sex life. Again- it was consensual. This is a lame attempt to put us back into the Victorian age and prudify sex... its always been a private matter between two people in love. Fullstop. I will address the issue of contraception next.

“ My third child Nicole was born on the 9^th of June, 2001 in the same hospital as Anastasia. Again I had a water delivery although this time Robin didn't video the birth,but he photographed it. Also on this occasion he insisted I smiled despite the pain of childbirth. Just before Nicole's birth we moved to 48 Hood Rd. , Daventry- ( actually 42 Hood rd- Northamptonshire). This was a permanent placement and owned by a housing association. When Nicole was a baby , and before she was one year old – robin decided that we should all drive to a Christian mission in Romania to help poor children. Robin had found out about this mission via the internet. This mission was run by a couple – Stefan & Helga . Stefan was Romanian , and Helga was Dutch. The mission was funded by a church in Romania.

Robin had bought a 7 seater car and the journey took about ten days. The mission was located in a village in Romania. The mission was a large wooden house occupied by Stefan, Helga and their 5 children. The mission was a daycare or school set up so that local families could bring their children whilst they went to work. The children brought there were young – about 4-5 years old. Stefan let us stay in an out building , but we ate in their house . Stefan and Helga were very warm, likeable people. Robin took us there to help- but once there he didn't help. Robin continued to treat me bad with verbal and physical abuse. This was noticed by Stefan. Robin would argue with Stefan. The situation became so bad that they wanted Robin to leave; but told me that I was free to stay.”

Riposte: Once my good wife is economical with the truth and mixes it with pure falsehood to try to put me in a bad light. I actually met Stefan in a mission called Kwasizabantu in South Africa in 1998- she was with me at the time... and NOT with through the internet.

We struck up a friendship, and I shared my vision of building a farmschool for streetchildren in Transkei. He invited me to visit his mission in Valchid, Transylvania to help equip and train my wife and I for the mission field. Whilst in Daventry my wife and I drove up to Borough Hill where we used to pray and asked God for direction. We wanted to be released form our ministry in Daventry. We hated it there. We also were in agreement that it was time for us to leave Southbrook Estate in Daventry. As I was praying the word “ Rumania” came into my spirit five times. Ewelina witnessed to this and we were in complete unity about where we had to go to next. I sent our belongings by truck to Rumania through a Christian company called LINK RUMANIA , a registered charity delivering aid to to the poor in Rumania. We drove to Poland to visit Ewelinas parents and show them the baby- Nicole...Oh yeah; I remember why I used the video camera the time Anastasia was born. It was like anything new- you want to try it out. It was a milestone for both of us.

Regarding contraception- after Nicole's birth Ewelina said she didn't want to have any more children. I agreed that she needed a rest from childbearing. Had I been intransigent like a Catholic priest I would have said...” Every sperm is sacred!”- and we would have had 10 babies or more and lived on potatoes and benefits... But like the Earth in the fields... ( I prayed about it) – sometimes you need to leave the ground fallow for awhile to recuperate its vitality.

Stefan was happy to have us as a family. But he didn't treat us very well. We were 5 souls stuffed into a very small room next to an open sewer. Ewelinas legs got bitten mercilessly by insects which turned into open sores and infected wounds. It also smelled of shit...and the roof leaked. We couldn't even swing a cat around the room. There were other empty rooms that were dry and larger which we could have stayed in... but he refused us to occupy these rooms. Perhaps he wanted to humble us- to make sure we were genuine. Stefan told me to pray and to seek God and didn't want me working in the garden or in the school.

We were forbidden to mix with the villagers or accept any hospitality from them or to talk to other church workers. Why then do you think I argued with him?

The mission was funded by a group in Holland- not a church in Romania. As far as not helping in the daily activities – again utter nonsense...I helped whenever and wherever I could or was permitted to. Painting and decorating – driving for supplies from the market- acting as a chauffeur... the split came when I complained about our living conditions – and Stefans misuse of charitable gifts in the village. Stefan was a control freak. Even he admitted it. He was a good man- father and husband and a lover of the gospel...but he had anger and control and women issues. He liked sex...and sometimes he liked to a bit on the side...

He was Human after all- like all of us...and he just needed a brother, a Christian brother to support him. As we all do.

I soon began to realize that it would not work with him longterm. He was going through some marital problems of his own- even his overseers were not happy with the way Stefan dispensed foreign aid to the gypsies and especially with how he was treating us as his resident helpers or volunteers.

I felt alienated and dis-empowered by the whole experience ...it was a small village 25 kilometers from the nearest town- Sighisoara. I also knew that the bad living conditions were having an effect on our marriage. Ewelina was sharing her duties with Helga and their 7 or 8 children and what the Cotaorba's needed really was an Au pair... what they were actually doing was trying to drive a wedge between us so they could poach her and use her for just that... and that was the problem. I figured it out.

This plan involved kicking me out of the mission and then to use Ewelina as a kind of maidservant for Helga. They wanted to travel to Holland to get more money from their homechurch and they were stuck... they needed an extra body to help with the kids. It was both a sinister and cynical plan.

I wasn't going to let that happen!

So I contacted another mission 25 kilometers away in a citadel city called “ Sighisoara” or Seben Bergen – Sebenbergen originates from the Germanic word for Seven Mountains and was the inspiration for the story of the Pied Piper of Hamlyn's story. The children were kidnapped and taken to Sebenbergen as a form of punishment ...Dracula or Vlad Tepes was born here. During my time in Valchid I helped campaign against the building of a giant theme park that was to be called “ Draculaland” - even Prince Charles visited the area to speak against the cutting down of 1000 years old trees.

WE WON!

They went elsewhere ( the developers) – Ewelina had her mind fixed on looking after her 3 children. Her mind was not for mission work although her heart may have been for it. I should have seen the signs early on. Picked them up. Sometimes it sounds romantic to be a missionary ...but, as a good friend once told me in my training...” Being a missionary is 10 % inspiration and 90% perspiration!”

For all Stefans shortcomings – he was a good man and a hard worker... and I have since made my peace with him... we agree to disagree!- He was committed and in the end ...thats what counts!

So we learned from each other...” iron sharpens iron!”- there was no “ abuse” as Ewelina states...another rotten lie!!!

I did my best to improve our living conditions ; but I wasn't going to stand for being “ abused” or “separated”- from my family. Stefan was wrong to try to interfere in our personal married life..and wrong to forbid contact with other missionaries. He was also wrong to stuff us in an unhealthy environment as a means of testing our desire to serve God.

And finally, he was wrong to let bicycles donated by the good hearts of well meaning people in Holland to rust in the backyard...when there were good people who needed them. (There were over 50 of them rusting in the backyard)

But Stefan didn't like being told he was wrong. He had a pretty strong ego.

“ Stefan would also assist older children , and ran a project to take teenage children to a computer course in a nearby town. Robin insisted that he took the children in our seven seater van . The offer would of greatly assisted Stefan and the youths; but for some reason – and I never knew why; Stefan refused to let Robin drive the children. Robin wanted to be alone whilst transporting the children. Helga stated that Robins behavior wasn't right – and she offered me shelter , and a place to stay. I had to leave with Robin. Almost every place or mission we stayed in; we had to leave because of Robins behavior.”

Riposte: Stefan ran a project alongside the church of the Nazarene to educate teenagers about the use of computers. These teenagers were NOT children at all; they were OVER 16 as most of them had finished their highschool...and were of working age. This project was taking place in an education center called “ House on the Rock” in Sighisoara in the citadel itself. - 25 kilometers away!

I was bored in Valchid doing nothing because I wasn't given anything to do except sit around and pray. Seek Gods will. Thats what Stefan said. Stefan would normally drive these teenagers – alone...to their lessons and drive them back...alone when they were done with their classes. During the 2 weeks I took over this task according to Stefan's request- nothing untoward took place...and he asked me to do it because his own car was broken and at the mechanic.

Whats more its not true that I took the teenagers alone- I dint have the money for the petrol to cover the 5 kilometers every day to and from Sighisoara...so I picked up hitchhikers along the way who covered the costs of my fuel...God provided!

I got no expense money from Stefan to cover the costs of the transportation.

After the two week period Stefan started to get paranoid and jealous that I was taking over his ministry and couldn't control it... as I began to get known and popular amongst the local villagers.

To suggest- even suggest that I was exploiting “ children” even if they were teenagers... is complete and absolute rubbish. The use of the word “ insisted “ IS an obvious sign that she is being led on how to present her “ facts” to an ignorant unspiritually minded jury... people who are untrained in spiritual matters. And without discernment... its all geared towards slandering or assassinating my character by painting a black picture and project the same consistent picture into the minds of an unsuspecting group of 12 random people who are being uprooted from their daily lives to decide the fate of someone they do not know....someone who is and who has an uncommon lifestyle.

I worked for free. I did my work for the Glory of God – thats all! Amen.

It just goes to show how selfish and evil people can be inside their hearts; and how easily they can deny the God that saved them. And for this Ewelina will surely burn in hell. Without even passing

“ Go”...she will go straight to hell!

In my life I have been struck by this dormant jealousy and envy whenever I tried to do something good...theres a very old and true English saying...” No good deed goes unpunished!” I call this spirit the spirit of Jezabel.

After I uncovered the plot of Helga and Stefan to split up our family, I decided it was time to leave.

I felt our time in Valchid had shown what a little bit of power can do in the hands of the wrong people. It was a practice run for our eventual vision in Africa. What NOT to do! Whilst visiting Sighisoara every day I visited other missions in the area and at one of them I was offered a job and accommodation at a very reasonable rate.

It is also NOT true to make a statement that every place we left because of my behavior. My personality as an individual often comes head to head with the people in authority. I know and realise that I too have authority issues- mainly because I've sen how people often abuse their positions of stewardship so easily. But thats not always the case. Ive seen benevolent authority too.

Perhaps too this is why God chose me to do work that many cannot or would not do. I have a special anointing for all the nations of the world. Also I am a natural born leader , and I don't feel sorry or guilty about it.

Most charismatic people eventually start up their own thing...I'm also an entrepreneur, and I always try to work out how to do things in a more efficient way. I have given up my time, my energy, and my resources to help people in the pursuit of spreading the Gospel of Jesus Christ...and thats a fact!- no matter what anyone says... as you get punished for doing good deeds...you also get criticized for standing up and doing the right thing without favor.

In this instance I can categorically say that what I did was done in the Name of Christ..and there most certainly was NO ulterior motive or any thoughts of grooming young girls for sex- which is where this slur is going... I wanted to be useful – thats all!

Ewelina knows what she is saying is perjury – but is obviously being led by “ Sapphire “ ( sexual crimes liaison office)-or some other organ of the state and the “ investigating” officer DC Wedger . I am amazed that a man who claims to be a professional cannot spot the numerous inconsistencies...unless he was part of the conspiracy to pervert the course of justice!!!

On the one hand she says I did not help with the mission work- yet on the other hand describes an incident where I'm actually helping !- hah! ...This once more proves this was an adversorial investigation and malicious prosecution – not an objective investigation interested in the pursuit of justice.

Ewelina breaks off here and continues giving her statement on the 26^th Augusts, 2008. It is important to know here that she had read my blog which I had just published on the internet called “ Dr. Jecklina & Mrs Hyde- which infuriated her...( her wicked sister posted a copy of the blog to DC Wedger from Spain).

She was also due in family court on September 1^st , 2008 because I had applied to have contact with my children.

These two factors motivated her to ratch it up to the next level and lie with all her heart- mind and soul to fit me up and put me in prison for a longtime... if she could have murdered me... legally... she would have done so... but this was the next best thing... her love for me had turned into an intense hatred.

It is also plain for anyone to see that the investigating officer had more than a professional interest in fitting me up as well... it was most definitely ...personal!- “GET DENTON-!..at all costs... no matter what it takes-get him banged up! Do it! -He says he believes in God...well then..do Gods work ( stitch him up)ha!-ha!ha!”-(That was the order from on high...more of less)

“ After leaving Stefan and Helga's we travelled to a town called Sighisoara in Transylvania . Robin met with a woman called Karen. Karen was a Rumanian woman who had a mission funded by overseas money, mainly from America to help street children . Karen and her husband seemed to have a very comfortable life and lived in a large house which was built form the profits of the mission. She would engage with the streetchildren – feed them – teach them the bible and gospel music. The mission would teach the children and record it.

Robin arranged for us to help the mission; and we were given free accommodation as a result. As usual I had a hands on approach and would assist in giving food to the children, but Robin would on most occasions avoid practical help with the children.”

Riposte: Again Ewelina doesn't state the truth or the facts. This womans name was Carmin not Karen. Her husband was a dentist. They built the mission partly from overseas funds and partly from the provision of their own funds ; and the local pentecostal church of which they were members. The church provided the building for the feeding scheme. The teaching programme was Christian based and the outreach was to underprivileged families, children and gypsies or Sigourney. Until I arrived no gospel music was recorded . I organized the recording of their first album as well as the printing of leaflets describing what the mission was doing.