Chapter 1: Preamble - Background

 

I met Gregoire Moinet in Japan, in late 2006 through a climbing group, whilst he was on a international secondment with his French company, and I was studying for my PhD at the University of Tokyo. We married in London 21st November 2009. After our wedding Greg took up a job in Shanghai, with the same company he had worked for since graduation and I moved with him, I did not work whilst in Shanghai, aside from a little tutoring work and working on writing up scientific journal papers from my PhD research, and applied for a academic position at Imperial College (where I had completed my Undergraduate and Masters studies).

In 2011 I moved back to London to take up the academic position at Imperial College and Greg joined me a couple of months later – we stayed at my parents place whilst we found a place to rent. We chose to rent a house in Reading so that Greg could commute to Swindon for work and I could commute by train to London. Subsequently, we moved to Putney. In 2016 I gave up my academic job and we moved to Thornbury just outside of Bristol, buying our first house together. Greg’s company had closed down the Swindon office and all staff were made redundant or moved to Bristol. I found work at an engineering consultancy in Bristol in the same business park as Greg.

In November 2021, we sold our house in Thornbury to relocate to Lannion, France to help with the care of Greg’s Father (Serge, who had a form of dementia) and his Mother (Françoise) who was not coping with the care responsibilities.

Since moving to the UK in 2011, my parents helped provide Greg with the bills and documents in his name to allow him to open an individual bank account in the UK. Greg also requested to use £6000 of my savings I had accumulated whilst I was a student to buy our car in the UK (Honda Civic 2006) which Greg always too priority on and was the main user of. We also opened a joint account where we put in roughly equal amounts of money to cover joint expenses and bills, and our salaries were always paid into our individual accounts. Starting with the end of every year, and then gradually moving to every month, Greg would harass me to give him details of all my current, savings and pension account balances. But he would never show me his, I never asked because I didn't think it was any of my business, but he kept saying that I could ask him if he I wanted to know and he would show me - but never give me a copy to look at.

 

Dates where updates of my accounts were requested by Greg and sent via email

 

Year

Month

Day

Time

20140605_1938_Gmail - (no subject).pdf

2014

06

05

1938

20140711_1714_Gmail - money!.pdf

2014

07

11

1714

20140918_1150_Gmail - money!.pdf

2014

09

18

1150

20150116_1312_Gmail - stuff.pdf

2015

01

16

1312

20150324_1848_Gmail - account.pdf

2015

03

24

1848

20150505_0918_Gmail - Morning Miaow.pdf

2015

05

05

0918

20150804_1429_Gmail - accounts....pdf

2015

08

04

1429

20151001_1639_Gmail - accounts.pdf

2015

10

01

1639

20160418_0952_Gmail - Waitrose.pdf

2016

04

18

0952

20160622_2317_Gmail - (no subject).pdf

2016

06

22

2317

20161111_0814_Gmail - money.pdf

2016

11

11

0814

20170103_2141_Gmail - (no subject).pdf

2017

01

03

2141

20170228_2300_Gmail - feb 2017.pdf

2017

02

28

2300

20170623_1146_Gmail - (no subject).pdf

2017

06

23

1146

20170911_1121_Gmail - accounts.pdf

2017

09

11

1121

20171211_2317_Gmail - accounts.pdf

2017

12

11

2317

20180104_1732_Gmail - accounts.pdf

2018

01

04

1732

20180320_1246_Gmail - account.pdf

2018

03

20

1246

20180501_1249_Gmail - accounts.pdf

2018

05

01

1249

20180531_1835_Gmail - accounts.pdf

2018

05

31

1835

20180615_1117_Gmail - accounts.pdf

2018

06

15

1117

20180827_2239_Gmail - accounts.pdf

2018

08

27

2239

20181009_2302_Gmail - accounts.pdf

2018

10

09

2302

20181203_1240_Gmail - Accnts.pdf

2018

12

03

1240

20190108_1358_Gmail - Accounts 2018.pdf

2019

01

08

1358

20190313_1840_Gmail - Accounts.pdf

2019

03

13

1840

20190601_2024_Gmail - Accounts.pdf

2019

06

01

2024

20190909_1216_Gmail - Accounts.pdf

2019

09

09

1216

after 9/9/2019 an up to date google drive file was made available to my husband.

 

Greg has never been the most empathetic person, for example: I have had a bunion problem for a while and it made walking long distances difficult and painful, and despite this Greg would still insist on going on "short walks", where a short walk is about 4 hours; my mother had inappropriate footwear for walking on rocky, uneven and narrow paths with steep slopes on either side (and had a stroke not long before so had low energy levels) but Greg's idea of a nice short stroll just doesn’t take that into account.

Greg also has a history of not listening to me: I bought a new electric bike 2019, but already had a small foldable e-bike that we bought from China and my old mountain bike. He insisted we sell the Chinese folding e-bike - despite me wanting to keep it and despite me spending £50 (and a good day of work) changing the tyres, chain and brakes. I told him if he had to sell it I wanted at least £150 for it, otherwise it really didn’t cover the money that I had spent on it. He sold it for £100 anyway and got annoyed that I kept complaining about it.

A similar story with a digital Japanese bidet toilet seat that I bought US $294.50 in March 2017 and we had fitted to our downstairs toilet in the house in Thornbury when we were refurbishing the bathroom and downstairs toilet. I insisted that we remove it and replace it with a standard toilet seat when we sold the house, but Greg insisted that it stayed in the house, so it stayed.

He also has a habit of asking "what do you want to do?" or "what do you want to eat?" and whatever I respond, it turns out that it wasn't one of the predetermined answers that he had selected and he will then give me two acceptable options to choose from.

He would also repeatedly tell me “if you get fat, I’ll divorce you” and more recently “you’re fat” or “you look pregnant”.

 

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