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Reunited!

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I managed to see my beautiful daughter Aurelia after 2 years of unexplained parental alienation! Alex and Aurelia Foreman On Saturday 10th March 2018 my ex actually listened to her daughter and turned up at an arranged meeting. I was sitting at the Broadway cafe expecting that my ex would not arrive and also feeling worried that if she did, my ex's alienation strategy may have worked and my daughter would be funny around me. However I was in for a very pleasant surprise. As soon as Aurelia saw me her eyes filled with tears. She ran to me with a huge smile on her face and wrapped her arms around me. My heart filled with joy and relief. It was a very emotional reunion. We sat and talked for what felt like hours. It was obvious she had been missing me quite badly and was shocked when I told her I had been trying to see her. Aurelia said she w ants to go to Queensland and see her Great Grandmother before she passes on. She told me she really wanted to spend the entire day wit...

MRA Toy Run charity and crash test dummy

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Getting Christmas gifts to disadvantaged children and having a great day. That is what the Toy Run is all about. I hooked up with a few buddies for this huge ride. Enzo and Alex, coffee before the big event With such a huge turnout, there are always a variety of awesome bikes to see and old friends to bump into. I used to be an MRA Marshal for the Toy Run, so I know many of the organisers and officials. Customised MV Augusta looking awesome. A lot of love has gone into this bike. Alex Foreman and mad genius mate Steven Barrett, looking forward to a great day Thousands of bikes, lined up to contribute to the Toy Run cause Alex Foreman on a Suzuki M50 cruiser My mate Andy offered me his cruiser for the day. Was fun to ride a different bike. The cruiser was no good at fast riding, but perfect for comfortably meandering up the road in a pack of bikes. We made our way through the streets, throwing lollies to the spectating kids. Some of them...

Fathers day alienation (updated)

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Rang my ex today to speak to my daughter Aurelia. Got no reply. Sent her a text message asking to speak to her for fathers day. Got no reply. Then sent my ex the picture below. Got no reply to that either, but had the awareness that the picture was seen and not well received. I really miss my daughter. I had a really good, warm and loving relationship with her. I was aware that my ex was hard at work trying to destroy that but I kept encouraging my daughter to have a good relationship with her mother. I warned my daughter about what my ex was doing and why. Unfortunately the brainwashing eventually worked. Even after years of working in high security prison, I cannot for the life of me understand how people can be so evil and cruel. The worst part is, my ex openly admits that she is cruel and is proud of it. I love you sweety, even if Mum won't let me say it to you. Alex Foreman and Aurelia Foreman, Flinders Private Hospital UPDATE 8th September Attended a friend...

Aiming to live the dream - biking, boating, camping, travelling, own boss

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A lot of people have been asking me to start this blog, so here it goes. As a child I made a life changing decision. I decided that my life was going to be awesome, that I would earn the freedoms I was born with as an Australian, and that I would die having made a difference in the world. Initially I lived up to that promise. As a teenager I spent time on Balbarini Station  in the Northern Territory and grew up rough. By the age of 16, while still in high school, I had my pilots licence and my adventures really began. I flew to Kangaroo island, and all the way up the coast to the Whitsunday islands. Alex Foreman, age 18, flying a Cherokee Piper Archer II across Australia Alex Foreman, age 16, with Regina Foreman, Whitsunday Islands flight Around this time my passion for motorcycling also began. My mate Bill lent me his bike, a crappy GPZ250 where a part would fall off on every ride. After doing my rider-safe course, I yelled with joy when I first expe...