Take back Pt Fairy.

I had my son’s christening in Port Fairy last weekend, i’m taking it back bit by bit…

Yesterday i had the afternoon off, my friend T has just come back from travelling for 3 yrs and looking for a place to live in Pt fairy, he needed to head over there and it was a beautiful day, sooo i began my campaign.
We had lunch, i wandered around like i owned the place, i took a picture of her house’s for sale notice in the real estate office, i went to the lolly shop, i bought sum rolls, i drove around and i declared to my mum and sister I’M TAKING IT BACK i even said it in front of my dad who either didn’t get it or refused to aknowledge it. I’m filling it with memories already, no loger will that baker be where she gets her bread, its where T bought me lunch that time….it will go on like this until i can say the name and think of the place and not feel the hairs on my neck stand on end.

OK, I’ll start by explaining what/where Port Fairy is… Pt Fairy is a little seaside town about 20 mins from my own, its cute, its fun, it is the sort of place you just wander round cos you can, it has things like a fish and chip shop on the warf, FAN-FRIGGIN-TASTIC beaches, cute little tourist shops, lovely restaurants, an old time sweet/lolly/candy shop, a kite shop, once a year it has a folk festival, it has the best swimming pool in the district and of course it has all the normal things people need to live in a place, like a supermarket, Scout hall (spot the Scout leader) fuel station, fire station etc…
For the last 4 or so years it has also been home to my dad’s soul sucking, heinous, lying, home wrecking, spiteful and poinsonous mistress.
Before she came along i associated Port Fairy with my high school best friend (we’re still friends, she moved to my town) and a close Uni friend (he traveled for 3 years…he’s back now hence the taking back plan)
In the past 4 years there have been ups and downs but when mum would say dad was ‘in Port Fairy’ i could assume she did not mean he was having fish and chips, i could bet my bottom, second bottom, 3rd bottom, hell, all my dollars that he was with HER He put my family through hell, decided at one point that he would stay with her during the week and be at home with the family at weekends (i’m sorry what? part time family?) i would guess so that when my brother called at the weekend he could pretend he was there all the time, i would also guess it was so when friends called round he could pretend to them as well…
The evil wench tried to get me kicked off campus at my uni (she worked there…with my dad) by telling my dad ‘knowing i was on campus made her feel intimidated’ (i saw her once, she did not see me and for my mothers sake and only hers i did not smash her face in)
She told my dad that i had wished her family ill, he believed her and after 20minutes of berating me he finally told me what i had supposedly done, i merely pointed out that when i found out her husband (OH YES SHE’S MARRIED TOO) had had a stroke i told him to pass on my thoughts, after all it wasn’t his fault she was a scum bag. I also pointed out that me wishing her family ills was the same as some1 wishing it upon my mother, which was bull shit because afterall, they were the victims. After many screaming matches he got the evil wench and the person who had supposedly told her these things in one room….she confessed she ‘might have got her wires crossed’ What i think she meant was ‘Your daughter ‘broke’ our peaceful affair open when she came home from America and refused to pretend not to know like every1 else, i hate your wife because i (think) i love you and i know, because i’m a psychologist, that the best way to hurt a woman is through her children’ AND BY GOD OVER THE YEARS SHE TRIED.
Then, my mum got sick, had to have a lump removed from her breast, my dad broke down and said he realised what he stood to loose.
Then my dad got sick, had to have a blocked artery in his heart fixed, my mum was in the UK and simply said ‘when i get home you make your choice, if its her i want a divorce’
My brother said ‘if you don’t make the right decision you can count me, my wife and my son out of you life’
And i said ‘if you leave i will tell my (unborn) child you died.’
Well i guess something, after 4 years of an affair that came so close to wrecking a 39yr marriage Clicked. He went to Pt Fairy the next day and got all his stuff (he forgot my ‘House’ DVDs, i’m still annoyed)
He told her its over and after several weeks of ‘but i need you’ ‘i can’t live without you’ calling every 20 mins (no joke) at weekends she finally got the message, she was offered a job in the city and her house is on the market….and now… I’M TAKING PORT FAIRY BACK, i’m filling it with good memories, i’m ridding its name of the negativity she forced upon it and I WILL ENJOY THAT TOWN AGAIN.
The picture is of the wharf, yes i’m aware it seems fake but it is genuinely that pretty,