That's right. They'd totally dominated the site for 20 years or so, been allowed to get away with murder, and it had degenerated into a complete dictatorship with a committee made up of yes-people. They had a string of derelict plots around the site, some in other people's names, piled high with thousands of Victorian bluebricks, edging tiles, God knows what, obviously pilfered off other plots. The Council seemed too scared of them to tackle the problems, but eventually said that she was 'the biggest troublemaker they'd ever had on any allotment site in the West Midlands'. He was cleverer, maintained a facade, and was far more dangerous. There was regular interference with other people's plots; for instance I once arrived to find that an elderly neighbour had 'lost'a sheet of corrugated iron which formed a vital part of her flood defences. Since we'd just had a flood, there was a possibility it was in the stream, andit could obviously have dammed it up and caused havoc. So I got soaked wading down the stream looking for it. Eventually it turned out that she'd phoned the Council and bullied them into removing it as a 'flood hazard' as she claimed it was loose (which was nonsense)and could end up blocking the stream. Nobody had been informed of this, of course. Then there were the endless allegations, not a moment when someone wasn't being accused of thieving; anyone would do. They'd havce some totally petty quarrel with them, and the next minute they were going round accusing them of stealing. And so on.
I lost a stone sink early on; I found it while digging away working on my flood defences, and as soon as Imissed it, I broke into her plot, and there it was. So I had them spotted. Meanwhile she was always showing off about the 'Victorian rarities' they had in their gardens;plants which they claimed were completely unobtainable. I made mentalnotes, found most of them were easy to come by, and the sort of plant I like, and got many of them. I think that's what really started it.
I planted 300 double snowdrops, a common variety called 'Flore Pleno'. They soon started disappearing, and I soon worked out who it was. About the same time I had a minor disagreement with them over whether something a plotholder had done was a flood danger; they claimed it was, it clearly wasn't, and the reality was that they just didn't like him and wanted to make trouble. Eventually I got tired of my plants walking, and warned them off. Next thing was, they went to the police with a vast list of plants and stuff which they claimed I'd stolen from them; they'd obviously gone round my plot andlisted everything they fancied. The 'Flore Pleno' had been mysteriously transmogrified into a genuinely rare and quite different variety, 'Lady Elphinstone'. They were snobs and I suppose it sounded better. So I was arrested and bailed on suspicion of stealing my own property. It took a couple of months to deal with that, though I eventually discovered that they'd felt all along I was telling the truth. Those two had previously accused me of stealing from the petty cash, and the police had come round and said straight out that there was no evidence and nothing in it; that helped. Another plotholder who had genuinely lost acold frame(I bet they took it) had been convinced that a similar one I had was his, which caused a lot of confusion as he seemed a more credible witness, but in the end he wasn't believed. Meanwhile my stuff was disappearing wholesale; if they couldn't prove I'd 'stolen' it, they just broke in and took it.
So I went to the Council, and there was another great investigation, which led to the same place; they were convinced I was telling the truth, but had no actual legal proof. Meanwhile stuff was still going. It all finally stopped when he died of a heart attack, by which time I'd been thrown off the committee and out of the Association for 'bringing it into disrepute'. A year after he died, she was voted off the committee herself, she's been thrown off several plots for illegally subletting, and is now utterly discredited. So all's well that ends well, but what a saga!