The Hillbillies Strike Again!

We booked a cabin for two nights this weekend down at Albury so we can get Emily and spend some time with her in a neutral environment.  Also so we can all enjoy the boat, the four of us and have some much needed R&R and fun.  Also so we can talk about the future and the plans and the rules we will have in place for Emily, and for all of us really, when she comes home.  When Phill talked to his mother (I could only hear one side of the conversation obviously) she reminded him of the AVOs.  Like we need to be reminded.  I went a bit cold inside and immediately thought that there were going to try to keep her from us.  LIKE FUCKING HELL.  If I want to see my own child I will see her, they'll need to get an AVO on US to keep us away.  Sorry got carried away there.  The controlling arrogant hillbilly bastards.  He got the same kind of talk from his father and later his sister.  When I got on the phone, finally, to Emily she was teary and gave me a mobile number to ring her later.  Yep not only are they letting her on the internet they gave her a mobile phone.  It's obvious they have fallen for her bullshit and are now totally blaming who else, but me?
Josh is refusing to even go down there, so angry he still is at her and she is still refusing to take responsibility for what she did.  I'm still angry with her too but growing increasingly alarmed at what is going on down there with the Hillbillies.  She should never have ended up there, they fucking interfered yet again and now they have, or think they have, some sort of control are running with it. 
We somehow lost the number plate off the boat trailer and had to retrace our steps today and I didn't make the phone calls I had planned to make to the legal hotline but Phill won't be here tomorrow so I can get in and get some impartial advice on what we should do now, and what our rights are.  My thinking is to just get her home and start implementing the new rules and getting her some medical tests and local help, not down there with dying aunts and decrepit grandparents who have their own odd agendas.
Crazy Landlady and the property manager did their inspection today.  As suspected CL whinged about the bloody basketball hoop (who can that hurt?) some beautiful compost we left by the fig tree, a forgotten broken dart board behind one of the stables (fair enough) and of course the laminex bench top.  She didn't even notice the other stuff which to me would have seemed more serious.  She's crazy.  Phill went up and fixed everything but the benchtop and they are saying they will get someone in from the joinery to see if they can fix it otherwise we'll be up for new laminex.  Not going to happen, I'll see the bitch in court first.  There is a chip on the other side, who was responsible for that?  They obviously didn't have to pay for a new benchtop.  Liz, the PM was lovely and thanked us for leaving the house so clean.  She hates CL as much as we do, I bet she won't be breaking her neck trying to find new tenants anytime soon.
Later...........Well I phoned Emily and we talked about stuff and then I told her about the kittens and finally Josh agreed to speak to her on the phone and now they're out there with their usual banter.  I'm relieved but vigilant, she needs to change her approach and her attitude to him, I don't want his newfound confidence to become undone.
We're all looking forward to the weekend, I hope it goes well.  But if I never see the fucking hillbillies again it will be too soon.  I have made many attempts over 18 years to make peace with them and they continue to shit on me.
But I'm not bitter. ;)