Guilfoyle clear winner of Melbourne Cup rort

The City Tatts Information Desk phone lines have been running hot with tales of Guilfoyle’s thieving and the many different ways he robbed the club. But this one is in the Gold Medal class.

He got a trip every year to attend the Melbourne Cup. This trip was a fully paid sojourn provided to the club by an alcohol supplier that did sizeable business with the club.

Now it must have occurred to you that alcohol suppliers do not give away free trips to Melbourne just for the sake of it. In fact the free trips were part of a rebate scheme in which rebates would be paid on purchases made. In a normal situation the rebates would accumulate and the club would use these against it’s account with the supplier. Essentially the rebates were a simple discount that would normally be used to bring down the cost of goods, thus improving the club’s profitability.

Not at City Tatts. Instead the rebates would accumulate and no one asked about them because no one other than Guilfoyle knew they existed. That is, except The Hyphenator, Lisa-Faye Tudhope-Wickham. More on this little treasure later.

So each week orders would be made and rebates would accumulate. They would accumulate to such an extent that the alcohol supplier would “invite” Guilfoyle and the partner of his choice to Melbourne to partake in the Cup celebrations. We think he was entitled to this treat because of the stress he suffered running the club ie. all the thieving he did, which took a lot of time and effort. The rebates amounted to tens of thousands of dollars and belonged to the club to be used for club business, not to be abused by Guilfoyle.

Now we have asked before but we will ask again. How and why was this allowed to happen? Did Mark Cooper the finance man know about it? What about the famous “City Tatts Internal Auditor” Milorad Sekuljica? We thought he was an expert on purchasing?

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Disappointing lack of detail in previous blog

We note with interest a recent blog titled Happy Little Vegemites!.

However crucial details are missing from the report.

How many millimetres did the vegemite extend over the edge?

How many fluid ounces of vegemite were lost?

This is an alarming lack of detail on such an important issue.

City Tatts Information Desk readers deserve better so we are launching an immediate investigation into this, like the one Gaming & Racing did into Guilfoyle’s $200,000 embezzlement (See But Guilfoyle repaid the $200,000 he embezzled from his annual leave?).

Or would Patrick Campion have the answers?

City Tatts Information Desk


Another Guilfoyle rort – the Melbourne Cup

There is nothing like a day at the races. Good food, good wine, lots of eye candy. It is even better if someone else is paying. That’s why old Guilfoyle loved the Melbourne Cup. Someone else was paying.

The City Tatts Information Desk can put it out there now. It being that Guilfoyle was not only thieving every day from the club using the methods described on these pages, he was also using the club to get a free trip to Melbourne for the cup every year right up to 2015.

He didn’t get to go in 2016 because he was booted out before then. Shame about that.

This is how the rort worked. A supplier to the club would sponsor a day at Flemington racecourse. The supplier would give the club a number of tickets to the shindig on cup day. Now this is not uncommon. What is uncommon is how Guilfoyle claimed the tickets for himself. Most professionally run organisations would raffle off the tickets, allowing members to get the benefit. We know of three clubs that do this.

At City Tatts the CEO grabbed the tickets for himself, for years.

In the early days his guest in Melbourne was his then wife, Cindy. But when that relationship went sour due to his infidelities with young City Tatts overpaid office staff he started to take the girlfriends with him. We know of two women other than his wife who accompanied him on these trips.

Was there anything this bloke wouldn’t knock off or steal? He must be one of the biggest thieves in the history of registered clubs.

City Tatts Information Desk


Happy Little Vegemites!

Here we go again. Another day, another insane report detailing Tony Guilfoyle’s psychotic behaviour.

We have been approached by a former Zest worker who wants their favourite Guilfoyle story told.

Remember the blog about Tania Purdy refusing to eat the toast that was burned. Now we have the story about Guilfoyle himself berating Zest staff for not applying his vegemite correctly. According to our source this is what happened.

From time to time Guilfoyle would order a serve of toast and vegemite. What was unusual about this was that he would direct the staff with precise instructions as to how the vegemite was to be spread on the toast. True story.

The instructions were simple. The vegemite couldn’t overlap onto the crust of the bread and had to be pulled up a few centimetres from the edge. Again, true story.

On one occasion there was a terrible calamity and the vegemite crept over the edge of the toast, for which the unfortunate staff member was suitably berated.

To assist with this most intricate and delicate process Guilfoyle got his princess Trevelyan Bale to buy vegemite in those little sachets you see in hospitals, airplanes and schools. Bale bought tonnes of the stuff. At the time he explained this as “portion control”.

Portion control, you say? Just how much money could the club save by using half-teaspoon size servings of vegemite instead of the traditional jars of the stuff?

Meanwhile Bale and Guilfoyle were ripping it off to the tune of hundreds of thousands of dollars each and every year.

City Tatts Information Desk


Tony Guilfoyle? Me Too!

We know that Tony Guilfoyle was a thief, a liar, a conman, a waffler, a megalomaniac an an imbecile.

Since we started exposing this fraud we have heard some amazing stories from people who had firsthand dealings with him.

Now this.

People are coming forward at a rapid rate to tell their individual stories about this grub. What you are about to read is a firsthand account of one young woman’s experience with him.

We met a young lady who contacted The Ferret to advise of her dealings with Guilfoyle. She was offered employment in the admin area a few years ago. She was made very welcome by the man himself, Mr A J Guilfoyle. At first the young lady felt a little uncomfortable by the attention he showed her, but when the meek and mild advances led to nothing she was more at ease.

But before long she was summoned for more and more “meetings” about nothing in particular. At this point she became concerned and discussed the issue at home. She was advised to take the matter to the club’s personnel department, which she did. What happened next was astounding. She was told to dress more “appropriately” for a meeting with the CEO and accept his behaviour as “Tony just being Tony”.

Needless to say her dress standards did not change and she was quickly put on the backbench. She left soon after rather worse for the experience. When she spoke to The Ferret she had this to say:

Tony Guilfoyle is the most dangerous type of abuser. He is capable of manipulating his victim through coldly calculated grooming mythologies, presenting the most wholesome and caring external persona as a deliberate means of ensuring a steady stream of bedroom experiences with females he has employed for the sole purpose of his sexual gratification

Until next time.

City Tatts Information Desk


Australian Border Force boss sacked for helping girlfriend to get job

The nation’s top border control officer has been sacked for attempting to parachute his girlfriend into a job at Sydney Airport. You can read all about it in the Australian Financial Review today. This is not good behaviour but it would not be a surprise to anyone who knows City Tatts.

Tony Guilfoyle’s method was to create a vacancy and hire a young attractive female to fill it. It didn’t matter how she performed in previous jobs. What mattered was how she looked and performed ….. for him. If he couldn’t lure her into his bed, or to be more exact, a motel or hotel bed the club paid for, she would get the flick and the whole process would start again. The prior unsuspecting lass would be told by Human Resources that she “wasn’t suitable”. What Human Resources meant was “Tony couldn’t get you to go to bed with him so he doesn’t see any need for you to be around any longer”.

We know of FIVE young females who went through this.

If you don’t believe this take a look at Tania Purdy. She commenced at City Tatts as functions co-ordinator on $40k a year. Within a year she was marketing director on $120k a year. At the time it was common knowledge she was on with Guilfoyle. But, so what, she was good at her job, right? A real academic genius, right? No, if the truth be told she couldn’t spell C A T. So you be the judge.

Then there was Kirsty Assad. She started in the position of Marketing Manager. At the time she was engaged to her long term partner, living with him in southern Sydney while planning her marriage – until Guilfoyle struck. He elevated her to Operations Executive Manager, even above the finance man Humpty Dumpty. At one stage, the last stage before they were both sacked and marched out the door the same night, she was in charge of the airspace development! Would you put her in charge of a $200 million property development when all she was capable of was changing posters around the gaming floor and calling member draws? What a meteroric rise to fame.

Every cloud does not have a silver lining where Guilfoyle is concerned. Purdy got pushed aside for Assad, so no silver lining there, while Assad’s fiance escaped. Guilfoyle kept Assad because there was no one else after his wife flicked him because of his ways with other women. Last reports were that Assad and Guilfoyle were seen together at The Star Casino. Most people think she gambled more with her sanity by getting involved with Guilfoyle than at the tables.

City Tatts Information Desk


Why did Mark Cooper and Tony Guilfoyle fall out?

Cooper and Guilfoyle were bosom buddies. At least that is what Cooper led everyone to believe, including Guilfoyle.

Remember the Annual General Meetings where Guilfoyle waffled on for hours, with Cooper perched on stage in his ill-fitting suit, estimated to be about three sizes too small? Guilfoyle obviously felt comfortable with Cooper there although probably everyone else was laughing. But that warm and fuzzy feeling was only smoke and mirrors.

We are told that Cooper was like a double agent. He was agreeing to all of Guilfoyle’s rubbish but was bagging him behind his back. If you doubt this ask Cooper how the relationship was during the last throes of Guilfoyle’s time in the big chair. We have it from sources close to the City Tatts hirearchy that Cooper is insecure and the way he copes is to talk about everyone around him, behind their backs. It seems to be an obsession with him. Bag anyone doing well, or having a go. No one is spared. Because he has been there so long, and unwilling to step outside his comfort zone, he resents anyone doing well. He is a very weak man who sat back while Guilfoyle destroyed the club. He watched the rorting, the largesse, the thieving, the excessive salaries to Guilfoyle’s “ladies”, the excessive salaries to the inner circle ……. and did nothing.

We know Cooper chose to turn a blind eye for years. We also know that the relationship with Guilfoyle was toxic in the end. The only logical explanation is that he turned a blind eye for years because he was paid to, but shit himself near the end when it became clear he might go to jail.

City Tatts Information Desk