Amersham Crown Court 5. Sept. 2013 - a quick synopsis of my initial encounter with the bewigged Judge hearing my appeal in respect of the content and span of the Crown evidence on which I appear before him to be heard and judged by him. The CPSs Barrister did NOT spare the rod. They brought EVERYTHING INTO COURT! i.e. the allotment, the car, the reg. plate, the BT bullshit, the ET bullshit and all the rest of the Crown's witness's TOTAL BULLSHIT as in: Listen to all of this Judge, it's outrageous and then listen to our star witness - who is going to perform for your Worships from behind a sight blocking screen. Why Your Honor? Because our witness refuses, point blank refuses to give evidence in a public court of law if the black man he is seeking to have convicted can see him in any way. He does not want the black man in the dock to observe his movement and his physical demeanor as he sits in the witness box and - metaphorically - has a bowl movement in semi privacy. Our witness is only prepared to give evidence in court where only a limited number of people - who are all complete strangers to him - can see and hear the sound of the product of his - metaphorical - bowl movement. n.b. I'm bloody sure of one thing, I could hardly hear fuck all of what was being mumbled into the public record under oath, as evidence against me by the Crown's star witness, exactly the same as in Milton Keynes Magistrates' Court where again the CPSs witness was permitted to have a bowl movement in semi privacy from behind a screen 30+mtrs distance from me & I was behind glass - but that's a whole other story as they say :(

re; given the above intro info: Concerning the Judge hearing my appeal it was a case of me knowing exactly what the CPS are going to do over the course of the day to get the conviction to stick, because I know all their 'bullshit' evidence inside out and how they would put it across and how they will make it sound in their submissions to the court.

So in effect it was a case of me taking what were those many big sticks the CPSs Barrister and their witness were going to use to - perjuriously - clobber me with in front of the Judge and me saying to the Judge: Here you are Judge, which one do you want to beat me with?

And the Judge replying: That's the wrong question Mr Jarvis. Your question to me should be: Which one do I want to beat you with, first?

That IS exactly what I and my Brief were up against on that excellent Thursday in court in Amersham :)

quick rough first draft...

An extremely interesting and eventful day. Will life long in the memory. (like for the rest of my days :)

4. Sept. 2013 My legal aid Solicitors tells me: Colin your Crown Court appeal hearing is tomorrow at Amersham 10 a.m but we haven't got the name of your Barrister as yet. Good luck Colin

Arrived at court for 9:30 a.m. 

My Barrister, (a man who by 16:00 hrs I knew to be an extremely competent, very able professional legal expert, of whom I cannot speak highly enough and to whom I am indebted) travels from his Chambers in London, battling through the railways network.

Introductions over, soon into conference with my Brief.

Oops! I didn't realise that, I didn't know that!

Hmmm, well you should have been told. That's what it is.

This, Mr Jarvis, is an appeal to the Crown Court of your conviction of the 25/6/13 & of your sentence of the 16/7/13. You are, in effect, to be tried a second time before a Crown Court Judge and two magistrates. I am your legal Counsel in these proceedings. A CPS Barrister is prosecuting you on behalf of the State and their witness is one Mr _____ _____.

Is ______ here? the ____!

Please, Mr Jarvis, do not refer to the Crown's witness in those terms when we are in court.

I, metaphorically, rolled up my sleeves and for half an hour parleyed with my Brief, respectfully and diligently instructing Counsel for the defence until the court usher tells us that: Gentlemen da Judge is in da house! and so into court No.4 we went. I was very excited and full of anticipation.

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