Day 198, week 41: lucky escape

I had an application today in Bow County Court.  Unfortunately, I was slightly late and as I arrived to sign in, the usher pointed down the corridor and directed me to the room.  Went in front of the judge and was relieved to see that the application was unopposed.  I started explaining what the case was about.

“And this is a personal injury case, isn’t it?”  he asked.

I confirmed this and then spent the next quarter of an hour going through all the facts which led to us making our application for an extension of time for filing our witness statements.  The judge kept looking up as he went through the papers in front of him.  As I came to the end, I looked up hopefully at the judge, somewhat pleased with the clarity with which I had summarised it all.  His reply was,

“I’m afraid to say, Mr BabyBarista, that you’re in the wrong court.  Been going through my list and there’s no mention of your case.  Anywhere.  Sorry.”

“Oh.”

“Try the next courtroom down.”

Which I did.  I knocked on the door and there was a judicial “enter” from within.  I poked my head around the door and asked if he was hearing my case. 

“Ah, the applicant arrives.  Bit late, don’t you think?”

“Sorry, sir.  Really, very, very sorry.”

“I am sure you are.  You’ll be even more sorry to hear that your opponent has been and gone.”

“Oh.”

“Yes.  Luckily for you, he consented to your application in full.”

“Oh.”

“Narrow escape, I’d say.”

“Yes.”

With that, I unpoked my head from around the door and made a sharp exit.  Tomorrow morning, I’ve somehow got to explain all this to my solicitor.

July 11, 2007 · Tim Kevan · One Comment
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  1. Me - July 11, 2007

    That’s funny, I was there today too. Didn’t see any baby barristers about though? Sure you’re not hallucinating?