Professional Ethics pre-reading (to include student materials for the 1st small group session)
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Try to relate your feedback to the specific criteria set out above. It is not helpful simply to say, ‘That was very good’, or, ‘That was very bad.’
If appropriate, try to give specific examples from the student’s performance of what you are referring to.
Comment both on those aspects of performance that were good as well as those that need attention.
A pupil barrister, rather an eminent QC.
When giving feedback say how the student can improve their skills according to the criteria. What is important is that a student can identify what it is that he or she needs to concentrate on to perform the skill more competently.
Identify two or three points at most that deserve further attention. It is generally acknowledged that this is the limit of what the performer can readily cope with. Scenario 1 The speaker is Daniel Choo. He is talking to a police officer. The driver of the BMW is Michael Laverty. The man in the anorak is Jamie McGuiness. You make your presentation on behalf of Daniel Choo. I couldn’t believe it. The guy in the BMW over there smashed straight into the back of me. I could see he was talking on his phone – Di noticed that at the bottom of Wenbury Street – he was sitting behind me at the lights with his phone stuck to his ear. He was still doing it as we came up Blandford Street – I kept an eye on him because he was driving right on my tail. I can’t hardly believe it – I only picked that car up this morning – it’s brand new – not that you’d know it with a sodding great dent in the boot. It’s a good job we didn’t still have Lily with us. She’s only 6 and she always sits behind me. She’d have got the worst of it. It was luck that we’d just dropped her off at her grandma’s in Halham because Di (that’s my wife) and I are going to a do at the rugby club tonight and it’s going to be a late one, so we dropped her off at 5 and were making our way back home to Tinbury when that stupid moron in the anorak walked straight out in front of me (he came from between those two parked vans and I just had to slam on the brakes – I didn’t get a chance to see him – look at the height of those vans) and then that joker driving the fancy 4x4 BMW there slammed straight into the back of me and he has the cheek to get out of his car and start getting all lippy with me. I tell you, Di really lost it. I had to pull her off him and tell her to get back in the car and cool off. That car cost me 9 grand and it’s brand new - it’s a good job it had new tyres and brakes otherwise the moron in the anorak would’ve got squashed. As it is I only just clipped him and he fell over but he was ok really despite screaming like a girl – I think it was the shock more than anything. Anyway he’s wandering around alright now. As for my brand new Fiat Panda – do you know that BMW clown started telling me I should’ve swerved to the right, which wouldn’t have been a very clever idea since there was a stream of cars coming down the hill towards me. What was I supposed to do differently? I haven’t been working today and I didn’t get up till 10 (I wanted to be on top form tonight as it was going to be a blast) – so I completely had my wits about me. BMW man has been banging on about how he only got in from New York this morning and he’s been at the office all day – he thinks he’s such a big man – it’s a pity he’s not clever enough to watch where he’s going. I’ve actually moved my car from where it happened. It was just outside Blandford Street Library. He kept shouting at me not to move it and to wait until the police came but it was blocking the road so I shifted it over here and waited for you lot to turn up. I don’t know why it took you so long. I’ve been standing here for 10 minutes in the pouring rain listening to that joker giving me grief. Scenario 2 The speaker is Peter Trelawney. His girlfriend is Dawn Caddick. The neighbour is Vanessa Sidaway. You make your presentation on behalf of Peter Trelawney. It started about six years ago when I first moved into the house. I thought that over time it might get better, particularly after she had the baby but it didn’t make any difference at all. You’d think that once someone hit their thirties they might have learnt how to behave but apparently not. When I first moved in she was quite nice and often inviting me round for drinks and that, though I suspected something might not be quite right when she told me that she fell out badly with the woman who sold me the house because that woman kept accusing her of making a noise late into the night and that sort of thing. The woman who sold me the house – she was called Mrs McKeever – never mentioned any of that to me and I thought I was moving into a nice quiet neighbourhood, it being Redland and all that. My girlfriend moved in with me eighteen months ago and she does shift work as a nurse and it’s essential that when she puts her head down she gets to sleep but Vanessa is so completely unreasonable she doesn’t give a stuff. Dawn wants to move back to her mother’s in Filton. The music goes on at any time of day or night and it sounds like the band’s in the room with you. Last night I went round to her front door at 1 o’clock in the morning to tell her to turn the music off but it was on so loud she couldn’t actually hear me knocking on the door. I had to go out the back of the house and shout over the fence. My mother came to stay last year and the noise from next door put us so on edge that I moved my mother into a hotel. You can’t settle even when there’s no noise because you’re constantly waiting for it to start. It seemed to get better for a while, just after she has the baby, which was about two years after I moved in, but it all started up again after Dawn moved in. It was after that she got a new sound system with speakers attached to the party wall – so they’re literally on the other side of my living room wall and the noise comes straight through. It’s a Victorian terrace and they just weren’t designed to cope with that sort of noise. I’ve been under the doctor with stress – I work from home – I’m a web-designer – and I sometimes have to sit there not only with ear plugs in but also those ear protectors you see road diggers wearing. There’s no way we could ever start a family while this is going on and I’m worried for our relationship. We were supposed to be getting married next year but I frankly can’t see that happening. I’ve lost count of the number of times over the years I’ve spoken to Vanessa about the situation but she’s just not interested. She’s always got people round there late at night, getting pissed and laughing and shouting like there’s nobody else in the world. Her bedroom’s next to ours and they’re often in there talking. And they never talk softly – probably because they can’t make themselves heard over the noise from the television she’s got in there. She supposedly lives there on her on with that poor kid who she’s called Kylie, no doubt after the woman who shrieks through my wall night after night. But there’s always loads of other people round there. Scenario 3 The speaker and driver is David Bird. He is talking to his Solicitor giving his initial instructions. His ‘mate’ is George Carpenter. You make your presentation on behalf of Mr Bird. I don’t know what happened. One minute we were driving along and the next we had gone through the barrier and were hurtling down the bank. I was chatting to my mate; we had been out for a meal in Tintern; but I was paying attention to the road – the A466 is known for its treacherous corners. We were driving home to Llandogo and the car just skidded on the corner and there was nothing I could do. I had only had a couple of beers – we had been to a steak house in Tintern, I certainly wasn’t drunk - my mate had been celebrating a promotion so he was wasted. The car went straight through the barrier, which was only a wooden fence, and went down the bank about 100 yards and hit a tree. We were so shaken up I ended up walking home and had a large whiskey to calm my nerves. I think someone saw the accident – a passing motorist – it was surprisingly busy on the road that evening – it must have been 11 o’clock by the time we had left the restaurant. Anyway, I think that person called the police. The police then turned up at my house and got me to take a breath test. I tried to explain I had just had a whiskey to calm me down but the idiots wouldn’t listen and insisted I took it anyway. They kept saying they smelled alcohol on my breath – well, of course they would, wouldn’t they. But it wouldn’t have been the beers they could smell. I had the first one – a pint of Stella just after we got to the restaurant at about 6.30 and then another half pint before 8 and after that I was on fizzy water. There was no way I was over the limit at the time of the accident. I reckon there must have been a patch of oil on the road or something and that combined with the fact that it had been pissing with rain all day meant that the car just skidded. I wasn’t doing more than 30mph – I know that road too well to go over that on those bends. Anyway, I failed the breath test, and was arrested. But I know it was only because of the whiskey. So far as my mate was concerned he was so pissed when he climbed out the car he seemed to think it was all a joke. That was one of the reasons I walked – just to get away from him. I know he called a cab on his mobile to get back to his house. There was no way I wanted him to come back home with me given the way he was behaving. He pissed me right off. And not one person stopped to see if we were all right. Ok, someone apparently phoned the police, but we could have been dead down there and no one gave a stuff. Scenario 4 The speaker is Anita Broom. She is giving her account to a police officer. Her son is Jake Widow, and her partner and Jake’s father is John Widow. The neighbour is Dorothy Burnett. You make your presentation on behalf of Anita Broom. John came home in a really bad mood from work last Thursday. He was late so we had already eaten – my son and me. I told him his dinner just had to go in the microwave - he only let me know that he was going to be late just as I was getting the meal out of the oven so his spoilt a bit. I took my son upstairs to get ready for bed. Next thing I know he stormed into the bedroom and threw his dinner plate at me, with his half eaten meal on it, which by the way was still hot. It’s always been difficult between us and we have lots of fights. We have been living together for about seven years, and Jake is 3 in December. He is quite sensitive to our fighting and gets upset when John shouts. Anyway, I was exhausted that day – I had had a very long day, Jake had been unwell, I had done a lot of housework and managed to find time to cook a lovely evening meal. John is often arriving home late from work, which causes friction between us. The police have been called a number of times in the last few years by the neighbours because they have been so concerned – John has been violent towards me in the past. After he threw his dinner at me; which burnt my cheek because the food was still hot, and the plate caused a cut on my forehead; I tried to pick Jake up and run past John. I wanted to get to the phone to call the police, but John actually chased us down the stairs and ripped the phone out of my hand. I was frightened Jake might have been hurt or hit by the plate as he was screaming. I managed to get out of the house and run to a neighbour’s house, but my knee was really hurting because John had shoved me into the doorframe as I ran out of Jake’s bedroom earlier on. Luckily I managed to keep Jake from hitting his head. He is safe now as I took him to my parent’s house the next day so he will stay there for the time being. The doctors said I had a slight concussion and some bruising to the bone in my knee, but nothing was broken. I had managed to phone the police from my neighbour’s house and they took me to A and E. I am staying with a friend at the moment - I should have known this would happen eventually. John has calmed down by the time the police have arrived in the past and they have never taken any further action, in part because I have said everything was ok. I have stayed with him mainly for Jakes sake, but looking back I should have paid attention to the police and my friend’s and made a statement earlier. Scenario 5 The speaker is Josie Ball. She is speaking to a police officer. You make your presentation on behalf of Josie Ball. I am not being funny, but I can’t really remember much about them. It was so sudden and about four of them were wearing jeans but one of them had a baseball cap on backwards which looked really lame. Last Tuesday my mum told me that we weren’t going to be at school today because there was an INSET day. So my mate Sarah told me that we should go to the Mall which I thought was a good idea. She sent me a text on Friday and told me that she was getting the bus and did I want to meet her there. I said yes and we met at the entrance to Claire’s Accessories. She said meet at 10.30 which is quite early for a Monday but as my mum was going to work I said yes. When I got to the Mall I walked to the toilets on the ground floor and checked my hair. I checked my mobile and saw that I was a bit late so I ran to Claire’s accessories but Sarah wasn’t there. I heard a load of laughing and then someone shouted ‘get off’. Then I saw the lads all running the wrong way down the escalator in front of me. Then someone shouted ‘stop them’ but this was a man’s voice. The woman who was at the top of the escalator screamed ‘ they’ve got my phone... those bastards have nicked my phone’. I was looking at the group of lads. The woman didn’t stop shouting and screaming stuff so loads of people were looking. I felt really sorry for her; she was wearing a really nice top. One of them jumped over the side of the escalator and ran really fast. He was wearing jeans and had an eye brow piercing. He had a phone in his hand that he shoved down his jeans. Gross. The other lads ran away too but they went into different shops. The one with a baseball cap on went into Next . Before the woman shouted ‘get off’ I had seen the lads outside Monsoon on my way from the toilets to Claire’s Accessories. They were laughing loudly and there were four of five of them. I am really scared that you can get robbed at The Mall. It’s one of my favourite places in Bristol and you should be safe there. I go there whenever I can and want to work there as a Saturday job when I get older. Probably in Next or Wallis as my mum loves Wallis and I think the clothes in Next are much better than like Oasis. Scenario 6 The speaker is Mary Bannister. Her daughter is Dorothy. Her tenant is Gareth Jones. Gareth’s girlfriend is Melissa Mann. You make your presentation on behalf of Mary Bannister. I haven’t had any problems for the last 7 years. He always paid the rent on time and kept the property spotless. “Ardenlee” used to be our matrimonial home. Then, when we “downsized” we let Dorothy live in it whilst she was at University before deciding to rent it out. I couldn’t believe the state that I found it in; cement on the carpets and building materials in the hall way. Lipstick on the mirrors and rude words scrawled over the kitchen walls – with eye liner! We hadn’t even been charging Gareth that much rent – we were just happy that he was looking after it for us. We could have got a lot more money for it if rental income had been our prime concern. He knew that it was let for residential purposes only – and as sole occupancy come to think of it - what was he doing with all his building materials in there? He said that he had had his van stolen but surely one of his friends must have had a garage or something. He said that the muck on the mirrors and walls was his girlfriend’s fault. Apparently they had had a row and then he broke up with her and asked her to leave. He says that he would ask her to pay for the damage but doesn’t know where she is. Its going to cost a fortune to redecorate the flat so that we can re-let it again. I think that it will be in the region of £ 6-8,000. That doesn’t even take account of the last 3 months rent that still remains outstanding – I was only charging £ 600 a month and he hasn’t even bothered to pay that. Now he is complaining that I have “trespassed” and am in breach of the tenancy agreement by letting myself in to the property with my keys, without contacting him first. What was I supposed to do? He hadn’t responded to my last 3 letters chasing for the rent, and I had also left messages on his mobile. Don’t tell me that he didn’t pick that up. These kids have those things glued to their ears. The furniture looks wrecked too. Can you believe it? He had the cheek to suggest that it had not been in that good condition in the first place and said that if there was any damage to the house then it had probably mostly been done by Dorothy and her wild parties when she was at University. Anyway – I just told him to go and get out and leave, I didn’t want him in the house a minute longer than was necessary. I am sure that he can sleep on the floor of one of his friends, and he needn’t think that he will be getting his deposit back either. I am devastated by this. How could he have treated us like this after all we have done to help him out over the last 6 years? My husband did say at one stage that we should think about putting the rent up but I knew that Gareth was finding it hard to make ends meet and I didn’t want to make things difficult for him. It was a pig’s sty. I don’t think that I will ever feel the same about Ardenlee and have even thought about selling it – when what we had really wanted to do was to keep it in the family to be able to hand it down to Dorothy when we are no longer around. Scenario 7 The speaker is Alana Marricket. Her husband is Bruno. Felicity Sprousten is the travel representative from Tapestry Travels. You make your presentation on behalf of Alana Marricket. I was so disappointed when we arrived. It was our honeymoon after all. We had been looking forward to this time together for the last year and saved all of our spare cash to make it a once in a life time experience. But it just ended in disaster. The main reason that I decided to book this holiday over others was that it offered a free ”romantic sunset cruise”, but they couldn’t even manage to get that right. Apparently some couples who go every year complained that it was too late for their children and so we were told that it would need to go at 10 am! Hardly sunset – and also we were only offered coca-cola to drink. They had forgotten to bring the wine – although I am not sure that I would have drunk at 10 am in the morning anyway – but with 6 children running around high on coca-cola and one then being sea-sick – it was far from romantic! The room that we booked was meant to be in the main hotel and we had requested a room with a view – when we had arrived, the hotel was overbooked and we were stuck in an annex. The hotel said that the annex was far superior accommodation and that we were lucky to have it – but we just looked out into the forest which I found spooky. Also – as it was a bit of a walk to the main hotel where they laid out a fabulous buffet breakfast every morning – we were given, instead, a couple of croissants and some orange juice. I had been planning on using the food from the buffet to make up our sandwiches for the day trip. This would have saved a bit of money as we were obviously feeling the pinch a bit, having spent so much on the honeymoon already, but of course we couldn’t do this with just a croissant and some juice! It just went from bad to worse; we couldn’t be moved back into the main hotel. After 6 hours of trying to get in contact with her we did finally get hold of Felicity who was very sympathetic but pretty useless. I was not even sure that she had told the hotel that it was our honeymoon. She says that she did and that they gave us a bottle of fizzy white wine in our room and some chocolates, but when we talked to the other guests we realised that everyone had these. Then on day 3 it just poured with rain. It was torrential. Apparently this happens every year and the main hotel is protected well against it – unlike the annex that we were in as it flooded completely. Obviously that meant that our belongings were also damaged but what was worse was that we needed to spend a night in a tent – as there was nowhere else to go. If we had been in the room in the main hotel that I had booked, then this wouldn’t have happened. The hotel was protected from the flooding. I felt like I was on a holiday from hell – not my honeymoon and couldn’t stop crying the next day. I am not normally so emotional but it all just got on top of me. We want our money back so that we can book another holiday. They say that we still got a holiday, even if there were some “teething problems” with some bits of it - but I needed to take a couple of days of work when I got back to recover. Surely all the aggro that we have gone through is worth something? Scenario 8 Dudley Brown-Hankey is talking to his family solicitor about the problems that he is facing with the sale of a development property, in particular, from a neighbouring home owner named Colonel Green. You make your presentation on behalf of Mr Brown-Hankey. It’s always the same! It’s happened every time I sell off a piece of land from the Estate; someone comes along and tries to make a quick buck out of it. My Dad, God rest his soul, told me that this sort of thing would happen when I owned the place and tried to make changes. We have to diversify and look forward - that’s the only way to survive in today’s economic climate. When you own a large chunk of Gloucestershire it’s a big responsibility - we’ve got agricultural tenants, commercial tenants and any number of environmental responsibilities. Anyway, this is the third time that we’ve gone for planning permission on one of our old barns with a view to selling it off with a paddock and garden area. It’s different this time as the land runs down to the river and the sale would include the fishing rights. Getting the permission for residential user was no problem and that’s all in order. The difficulty is now that we are trying the sell the land. There is a hot tempered old military man living just down the lane, we’ve given him the name ‘Colonel Mustard’, I wish my Dad had never sold him ‘Rose Cottage’, I remember it well, that year Charles and Princess DI got hitched. Anyway this Colonel Green has decided that the river frontage along the field that goes with the property for sale has fishing rights which belong to him. That’s nonsense of course. We own all the fishing rights on both sides of the river wherever the river runs through the Estate. I’ve checked through all our records and I can’t find anything that suggests otherwise. Mustard then produced some old scrap of paper which he says my father wrote promising him that if he purchased ‘Rose Cottage’ he would let him have the fishing rights. The signature on its completely illegible and there’s certainly no reference to it in the conveyancing documents - I think the old boy is going bonkers .To make it worse, Mustard says that he has fished continuously on that stretch ever since he started living here and that he has always used the track that goes down by the barn to access the river and that he is now entitled to use that track by way of long user. Obviously if he had a right of way down there it would seriously detract from the value of the property. Clarkson, my Water Bailiff is adamant that he has never seen ‘Mustard’ on that stretch of the water and would have warned him off if he had, as we have always let that bit out to the local angling club. I admit Clarkson is 60 and getting on a bit but he has been with us all his working life and I trust his judgment completely. The whole story is a load of codswallop, it just doesn’t hang together. Until we went for planning permission on the barn the track was completely overgrown no-one in their right mind would climb over the rusty old barbed wire fence across it. You just couldn’t get down there. As you can see, in order to sell the land I need a court to confirm that I own the fishing rights and that ‘Mustard’ doesn’t have a right of way down to the track. Scenario 9 Mrs. McCabe is talking to a representative from CLARS (the UWE pro bono representation unit) following a shopping expedition to buy a dress for her daughter Angie. You make your presentation on behalf of Mrs McCabe. I went shopping with my daughter last Saturday. It’s her Grad Ball next week. Oh! She’s done ever so well at Uni you know. She’s the first from our family to get an education and I think she’s going to get a 2.1. Anyway, we went into a number of shops looking for a new dress for the ball ‘Next’, ‘Far Out’, ‘M&S’. We have already got some shoes; I know that’s a bit of an odd way round to do things. I have to tell you she has very narrow feet and a little waist. She’s very pretty. Anyway we then had a coffee. There are lots of cheap dresses around but we wanted something special, so I was prepared to pay a bit more. It was also her birthday so I wanted to buy her something really nice and a bit more expensive. The dresses in Devonhams seemed to fit the bill. Anyway I couldn’t possibly have gone to another shop my feet were so tired by that time. We did have a bit of an argument as to whether I should pay completely for the dress as Angie is pretty independent. Obviously, if you pay a lot for a dress you want to wear whenever you get the chance. Anyway that’s what I said to the sales assistant, quite a mature lady actually. Angie gets embarrassed when I interfere but I wanted to make certain you could dry clean it so I especially asked. I suppose we were quite lucky to be served by the Floor Manager rather than some silly Saturday afternoon girl. She made it clear dry cleaning was an option and the material was very resilient and would not snag. Both Angie and I looked at a label attached to the dress and saw that it said in quite large letters ‘This dress may be dry cleaned’. Eventually we decided on the electric blue. I insisted I pay the dress and we were lucky to get a 10% student discount off the full price therefore the price was reduced to £270. I made certain that I kept the invoice in case of any problems, although I hate having to put my debit card pin number in with everyone watching. With two weddings later on in the year and my father’s 80th birthday Angie was well set up and the Floor Manager agreed. Angie went to the Grad Ball and some oaf of a rugby player bumped into her spilling white wine on the dress. “Clean as a Whistle”, that’s the local cleaners, said they wouldn’t touch it with a barge pole as they were always having problems with that material. Angie had taken it to the cleaners the next day after the ball, as she was worried sick about it. Apparently, the material -‘Accrylo’ as it’s known - is impossible to clean when it has had liquid on it and almost invariably looks worse after cleaning. I couldn’t believe it. I spent all that money and the dress can’t be cleaned properly. It’s only been used once! That can’t be right? If you buy an item of clothes you expect to be able to clean it. This dress wasn’t fit for purpose - it was not of satisfactory quality. I went back to the shop and asked the Floor Manager what they were prepared to do. She just pointed to a little label on the dress quite separate from the one about dry cleaning. It was so small I could hardly read it. I nearly threw a wobbly when the woman read it out to me. “No responsibility will be accepted for items that have liquid spilt over them!!!” I paid good money for that dress, it can’t be worn again and I want my money back. Scenario 10 The speaker is Rhodri Field. He is talking to his solicitor. The man involved in the altercation is Graeme Snell. Gerard Thomas is a Prison Officer. You make your presentation on behalf of Rhodri Field. There is no way that I am going to be kept inside for another 5 years for this. If I had known that this would be what happened then I wish I had smashed his head in. I have nothing to lose, so why not, he deserved it. Mr Thomas will tell you exactly what happened. He was standing as close as we are now when that little scroat went for me. I pulled out of it, otherwise he would have lost half his jaw. It was just a means of getting him to back off and I thought he had gone for me. He had gone for me. I am not just going to stand there and take it whilst carrying laundry bags under both arms and my chin out in the air. Officer Thomas knows that I am the best worker that he has supervised. I look after a team of 10 to 15 doing 90% of the prison laundry and yet I am still meant to be the same nasty little man that came in 5 years ago. I tell you one thing, if I had followed through with the same fist that I came in here for, then he would have also have been there with a fractured head. The little layabout had done nothing for 3 hours – absolutely nothing. I saw him come in late, I specifically looked at the clock and it was five past nine. Probably he was stealing from his friends if he had any. I can’t let the rest of my team down by having someone not pulling their weight and I told him so. Then bang! He was in my face and I tell you, I held back. I had 50 pairs of jeans in each bag, whereas he was supposed to be scrubbing workshop stuff and only had a brush. I was hung out to dry. I was not going to take a beating from this pent up idiot – I can see him now at school being teased ‘Snelly!’, ‘Who can ‘snell’ that’!, What sort of name is that. Anyway he went for my throat and this is what people do in here. Land a blow in front of an officer and before you’ve got time to get one back, you are covered in men in white shirts. I managed to let go of one of the bags and went to show him who needs to back down. Like I say, I held back and he was bloody lucky to get what he did. Who’s to say that he didn’t do it to himself. Mr Thomas in fact grabbed him not me. What does that say? Does that say another 5 years. Do I need to be assessed by another one of those quacks. A black eye! How many nights a week do you see that in town. I haven’t had a drop for 5 years and do you know how thirsty that makes me now. The little layabout’s breath smelt of hooch. When I was five hours into my working day, that pissed up little meddler was really deserving a slap. But I am not going to help him. I could smell it on the spittle that he was showering into my face with his stupid rant about decking me. He has cost me. Look at me now. I have let myself down. But I didn’t do anything. It is a jungle in here and I was going to get a beating. Scenario 11 The speaker is Ken Berry. His wife (Margaret) has thrown him out and divorce proceedings are starting. He is anxious to recover what he considers his property from the matrimonial home. You make your presentation on behalf of Mr Berry. Look, I simply want to get back what is mine. I couldn’t care less that we have been married for 28 years. What’s mine is mine and what’s hers is hers. When I left British Transport Police they bought me that telly as my leaving present. Also the print of the Cuneo painting ‘Evening Star’, the last steam train ever built in Britain, it’s a numbered limited edition you know. The girls, well they will always take their mothers side. Rosie she’s 26 now, married to a complete waster, with two children Ben and Emily, aged 4 and 18 months. Claire is 22 and just qualified as a teacher and Alice is 19 and working for Tesco’s as a trainee manager, she didn’t want to go on to Uni like Claire. When I finished with BTP I started driving coaches for my mate Harry who owns Burnham Coaches. I do the school runs morning and afternoon. Proper little bastards those kids, no respect for no one or anybody else’s property. I do some day trips as well mainly to seaside resorts. I’ve bought a china thimble from every place I have been to and keep them in a special wooden cabinet in the lounge. She’s threatening to throw it out so I want it out of there now. At the Coach depot the office is an old house with the offices and kitchen downstairs and what were bedrooms upstairs. Harry says I can use one of them until I get myself sorted out. But I will need a bed, a wardrobe, some bedding and towels. Oh and an easy chair from the lounge and some kitchen utensils, plates and the like. I’d like the microwave too. It’s been building up for years. Says I never do anything about the house. I don’t know what happened that Friday. The kids had really got to me on the school runs that day. Anyhow when I got home the steak was ruined, tough as old boots it was. I like a bit of steak on a Friday, it’s not too much to ask is it. Anyhow I threw it at her saying it wasn’t good enough. She got on the phone to the police and they came around and arrested me. Assault ….. can you believe it. I’m due at the Mags Court next month on a charge of Common Assault. All those years on the force and it comes to this, treated like a common criminal. I’m really concerned about the model layout in the attic. Over 1000 feet of track, that’s equivalent to over 14 miles of real track you know. She hasn’t a clue just how valuable it all is. Over 100 locos, not just Hornby and Wrenn, but Markelin and Fleischmann too. You can’t beat the Germans for quality. She says she is going to get that brother of hers, Barry, to box it all up ready to be sold. He doesn’t know what to do or how to look after things. I’ve kept all the original boxes, you need those for real collectors to be interested. I’m sure this all stems from me locking her out of the house last year when she came back from Bingo. She went and stayed at Rosie’s for a few days. The girls came round and persuaded me to let her back in. I should never have done it. Just look at what has happened to me. Anyway I want all that stuff back. Scenario 12 Walter Higginbotham is describing the accident he had in his car to you. You make your presentation on behalf of Mr Higginbotham. I just don’t know where it came from. You don’t expect to meet a concrete mixer on a road like that do you. It was a lovely car, only a few months old. A white Toyota Yaris with an automatic gearbox, my wife and I prefer automatics, so much easier to drive around town. I had set off with a list of things to do. Bag of old clothes to the St Angela’s Respite Home charity shop. We’ve supported it since we cared for my mother in law all those years and they offered much needed respite help. Then a box of Geraniums grown from cuttings to Mrs Briselden, and finally to the farm shop. It’s a bit out of the way but worth it for the quality of their produce. They offer a box delivery service but we prefer to choose our own. From the High Street I turned into Tollpike Lane and drove about two miles out of town. At the first Y junction I wanted to turn right onto Symonds Lane, the farm shop is about half a mile up there. It’s a bit awkward especially now with the tress and hedges growing. They just don’t seem to cut them back the way they used to. I gingerly pulled out and just as I did so a cat chased by a dog ran across the road. The cat was a big ginger tom. I couldn’t see if it had been neutered or not. The dog was what I call a bitzer – bits of this and bits of that but mainly Labrador. I swerved and there it was right in front of me this huge orange concrete mixer. The driver flashed his lights and blasted his horn but it was too late, he hit me. I’ve never had an air bag go off on me before, it was more frightening than the actual crash. The bag caused abrasion burns to my forearms. They were painful for weeks after. I couldn’t see anything with this bag in front of me. It’s ridiculous to say I caused the concrete mixer to go into the ditch, he must have been going far too fast. I was hardly moving. For them to say I have to pay for the concrete hardening in the drum is ridiculous. They say it needs a new drum costing £10,000. The driver was not particularly pleasant, he said something like ‘what the hell are you playing at you silly old sod’. He never inquired into any injuries I may have had. The front right of my car had been completely ripped off. They say it is a write off. I left Mrs Briselden at about 1045 am so the accident probably happened a few minutes later, about eleven. The 5th July, I think it was a Monday, had been a lovely day, very dry and sunny. I never got to the farm shop. 
Faculty of Business & Law COURT DRESS For ALL Advocacy and Conferencing assessments (practice, final and re-sits) you are required to ‘dress appropriately for court’ (i.e. Court Dress). This also includes those Options that are assessed by way of advocacy and conferencing. Please note that in addition you are required to ‘dress appropriately for court’ for all Criminal Advocacy, Civil Advocacy and Conferencing sessions unless otherwise stated on the session plan. What is meant by Court Dress on the Bristol BPTC? The following guidance may help you and is based on the normal conventions prevalent in UK Courts. Please note that if for religious, cultural or other reasons you feel unable to follow this guidance then you should speak to the Course Manager who will approve, or otherwise, your intended mode of dress. This effectively replicates the situation in Court where approval would be sort in advance of any hearing. For Men: Suit – single or double breasted in a sober colour (black, dark grey, dark blue). The convention is that if not wearing a waistcoat (rare these days) you should button up the jacket when standing to address the Court. A Court suit should not be Brown, light in colour or with a bold check pattern such as Prince of Wales Check. Shirt – white/pale colour, if striped/checked then with a white background. Sensible collar style. Certainly not a bold single colour such as Black, Brown, Purple. Well tucked in at the waist. Cuffs fastened. Tie – Wide variability acceptable as long as in good taste. Tied well into the neck. Top button of shirt not to be visibly undone. Shoes – Black, well polished leather shoes. No suede or trainer style. Slip on style is acceptable. It is normal in UK Courts for men to wear socks but not white ones! For Women: Suit – Dark (Black, dark grey, dark blue), simple in style two piece matching outfit. Trousers are acceptable but must match jacket. No visible mid-riff flesh! Blouse/Top – White/Cream, modest (if buttoned then done so well up towards the neck) and simple in style. Well tucked in at the waist. Shoes – Dark. No trainer style. Handbag (if carried) - should complement suit. No outlandish colours e.g. White. For All: Hair – Tidy, and if particularly long then tied back with hairband/scrunchie. Jewellery – Not too much and not ostentatious in style. Spectacles – dark or coloured lenses should only be worn for known medical reasons. Mobile Phones – although increasingly carried as part of everyday dress they should be switched off and not visible. They should not be used as a timing device in assessments. Use the clock available in every examination room. Possible deductions If you do not comply with these guidelines (and not had your proposed mode of dress approved by the Course Director) then you may be liable for professional conduct deductions. These are commonly categorised as Major or Minor infringements and some examples are listed below. Major infringements: (Range -10 to -5) No suit -10 Denim clothing -10 No Tie (where shirt worn that requires a tie) -5 Wearing ’Trainers’ -5 Inappropriate Suit colour -5
Inappropriate tie -1 Unkempt hair (e.g. having to constantly flick it back) -2
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