My Lord
Went to court with OldSmoothie today. He was in front of a judge with whom he had failed to get along since university days. According to OldSmoothie it all happened âover a particularly strong-minded fillyâ. According to Chambers gossip, he stole the judgeâs girlfriend. Whatever the details, there has been no love lost between them since.
Anyway, apparently the judge had always fancied himself as a bit of an academic. Heâd had ambitions to be a high court judge but had quietly been given the word that it wasnât going to happen and that he might be well-advised to apply for the circuit bench. Since there was no way that OldSmoothie was ever going to get along with his old adversary, he went instead for the put down, calling him âMy Lordâ throughout which is the title due to a high court judge rather than the âYour Honourâ which he should have been using. Each time he said it, you could just detect a slight twitch around the corner of the judgeâs mouth. To correct him would only highlight OldSmoothieâs point. Not to correct him left OldSmoothie getting away with an insult.
He was left with little choice but to pitch for the dignified silence.
December 21, 2016
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I like the OldSmoothie jokes – they remind me of someone I know!
Great post
Do people still use the term “filly”? I thought it old fashioned when Steed used it to Mrs Peel.
To have his counsel not so subtly being rude to the Judge throughout the proceedings obviously did the litigant’s case a lot of good. Is that funny?
In the circumstances, I am not certain that it did the litigant’s case a lot of harm…there was history there anyway.
More to the point, it may have caused the judge to be mindful that if there was some animosity, the prospect of an appeal was hanging over the affair and keep him on his toes. Which, given the judges described by BB (& Rumpole and others before him) might be a good thing.