It's been a busy two weeks dealing with all manner of legal niceties even for a chap endowed with more than a surfeit of time and webbed feet. Not known for a predisposition towards gross exaggeration, if I had to draw a parallel for the last few days, it would have to be with our old chum the salmon. I now appreciate completely the heroic endeavours of our friend as he ruptures a knacker or two in his bid to get back to his upstream spawning ground to get his end away before he pegs it. But enough of the frivolity. Onto the meatus of the matter.
The full costs of an Employment Tribunal
Firstly, the appeal against the judgement of the Employment Tribunal is almost complete. It's been a bit of a bugger. Secondly on the 13th December I received a copy of a letter sent by the University of Salford's lawyers to the Employment Tribunal stating that they would be seeking from the Employment Tribunal an award of full costs against me on what in my opinion are silly grounds. Readers may wish to linger a while on bullet point six of page three. Yes, it would appear that someone or another isn't keen on the public observing what goes on in such employment-related matters. "Bejabbers... ye have thee the temerity to seek recourse through the Employment Tribunal and presume to write about it!" It was of course incumbent upon me to reply to the Tribunal with my own thoughts on precisely why the Tribunal should reject the University's application for costs.
Do it come in threes?
And finally, we've had the ongoing Norse-epica of the libel claim initiated against this mutton-chap by either (a), the University of Salford, or (b) Dr Adrian Graves the Registrar and the Vice Chancellor Martin Hall. There's some confusion over precisely who's reputation it's alleged has been damaged and as a consequence, we're not quite sure who's actually doing the suing. A brief explanation might be in order.
Libel law according to the venerable Gumby
It's to do with what are in my opinion, a set of Particulars of Claim that are rather lacking in... er... well particulars really. If it's the University that's alleging its reputation had been damaged, this could be deemed grounds for an action for damages - brought by the institution. If on the other hand it's Dr Graves and Martin Hall who allege their reputations have been damaged then they may also have good grounds for action and can initiate proceedings - under their own names. It's all pretty basic stuff I'm told by a specialist in this arcane area of media and libel law.
The night porters and the 'libel fund'
It would be a little silly to allege that as an employee of a University, you are the University. If this were the case, porters at universities across the country would be lining up to avail themselves of their university's 'libel fund' simply because a metaphorical manager insinuated that one of their number was a lazy frigger.* No a university's reputation is one thing, an individuals reputation is another. And it seems rather obvious (even to a litigant in person) that if a Particulars of Claim (POC) blurs this distinction, then that might be an area that would need some loving attention from A Lawyer. Surely it's not the job of the person who isn't being paid shit-loads of money (litigant in person) to undertake this task for the claimant? Yet despite requests and letters and a rather extensive defence lodged with the court which raises all matter of shortcomings with this POC, it hasn't been re-particularised in the slightest. Mr Ian Austin did reply to my last letter to him. You can view my response which was a little shorter than Mr Austin's as I'd pretty much said all I had to say on the matter.
The Lodger
With this in mind I decided this week to pay the court fee of £80, lodge my application to have the University's claim for libel struck out on the grounds that:
The stress test
I've got some nice neighbours. I was doing my best in trying to explain all the above but was clearly failing quite miserably. Sensing the increased levels of stress that's often an adjunct to working to deadlines, a kindly neighbour who'd popped in for a coffee suggested that I might want to consider a visit to the local lido to 'de-stress'. I said that I appreciated the sympathetic thoughts but had to admit that immersing myself in the warm waters of the local indoor pool would have the opposite effect. I'm not too keen on indoor pools. It's the crowds.
The full costs of an Employment Tribunal
Firstly, the appeal against the judgement of the Employment Tribunal is almost complete. It's been a bit of a bugger. Secondly on the 13th December I received a copy of a letter sent by the University of Salford's lawyers to the Employment Tribunal stating that they would be seeking from the Employment Tribunal an award of full costs against me on what in my opinion are silly grounds. Readers may wish to linger a while on bullet point six of page three. Yes, it would appear that someone or another isn't keen on the public observing what goes on in such employment-related matters. "Bejabbers... ye have thee the temerity to seek recourse through the Employment Tribunal and presume to write about it!" It was of course incumbent upon me to reply to the Tribunal with my own thoughts on precisely why the Tribunal should reject the University's application for costs.
Do it come in threes?
And finally, we've had the ongoing Norse-epica of the libel claim initiated against this mutton-chap by either (a), the University of Salford, or (b) Dr Adrian Graves the Registrar and the Vice Chancellor Martin Hall. There's some confusion over precisely who's reputation it's alleged has been damaged and as a consequence, we're not quite sure who's actually doing the suing. A brief explanation might be in order.
Libel law according to the venerable Gumby
The venerable Eric Gumby |
The night porters and the 'libel fund'
It would be a little silly to allege that as an employee of a University, you are the University. If this were the case, porters at universities across the country would be lining up to avail themselves of their university's 'libel fund' simply because a metaphorical manager insinuated that one of their number was a lazy frigger.* No a university's reputation is one thing, an individuals reputation is another. And it seems rather obvious (even to a litigant in person) that if a Particulars of Claim (POC) blurs this distinction, then that might be an area that would need some loving attention from A Lawyer. Surely it's not the job of the person who isn't being paid shit-loads of money (litigant in person) to undertake this task for the claimant? Yet despite requests and letters and a rather extensive defence lodged with the court which raises all matter of shortcomings with this POC, it hasn't been re-particularised in the slightest. Mr Ian Austin did reply to my last letter to him. You can view my response which was a little shorter than Mr Austin's as I'd pretty much said all I had to say on the matter.
The Lodger
With this in mind I decided this week to pay the court fee of £80, lodge my application to have the University's claim for libel struck out on the grounds that:
- '... the statement of case, specifically the Particulars of Claim provided by the claimant to the defendant, discloses no reasonable grounds for bringing the claim, and is an abuse of process,'
- 'The claimant’s claim is an abuse of the Court’s process and that the claimant is using that process for a purpose that is in a way significantly different from its ordinary and proper use.'
- 'The claimant’s claim has no reasonable prospect of success,'
There will be some snot in there but at least it's outside |
I've got some nice neighbours. I was doing my best in trying to explain all the above but was clearly failing quite miserably. Sensing the increased levels of stress that's often an adjunct to working to deadlines, a kindly neighbour who'd popped in for a coffee suggested that I might want to consider a visit to the local lido to 'de-stress'. I said that I appreciated the sympathetic thoughts but had to admit that immersing myself in the warm waters of the local indoor pool would have the opposite effect. I'm not too keen on indoor pools. It's the crowds.
Doctor at sea?
In my pre-James Robertson Justice days I much preferred swimming in open-air pools or if at all possible, the sea, which generally speaking wasn't at all possible as I lived in a town called Aylesbury. As well as having lots of ducks and a notable venue called 'Friars', it was also reputed to be the furthest one could live from the coast on all three points of the compass without being forced to cash in one's gills.** But I did have a fondness for the odd two week summer holiday in my genetic originator's home town of Eastbourne which usually meant two weeks of unadulterated sea-centric shenanigans with the added bonus of a superlative fish and chip supper every night with lashings of real shandy courtesy of a progenitor who was rather permissive. He also liked a drink or two. Yes it was the sea for me with its ancient traditions, antediluvian lore and its ability to hide a sneaky piss like no pool could ever hope to.
Taking the waters... or taking the piss?
The curative powers of Oceana.*** are well recorded. Apart from shit, there's lots of interesting things in the sea. And the healing powers are something to which I can personally attest. I recall it was one summer in 1972. I was the proud owner of a pair of diabolical shin-chafers courtesy of an over-enthusiastic PE teacher with significant upper-body strength. Yes it seemed that this chap was put upon this planet with one single aim - to imbue within a largely pre-pubescent and largely disinterested cohort a penchant for rope climbing. It was rumoured that his single-mindedness was a consequence of his decision to personally eschew primogeniture. The rope burns with associated scabs were fiendish. Two days later they were splashing around in the curative coastal waters. And after a day or so immersed in the shite and salt-laden 1970s sea, the mummified parchment was miraculously transformed back into delicate shin skin.
The down side of water sports
Does the Health and Safety Executive have a view on rope climbing? |
The down side of water sports
Swimming in the sea or outdoors imbues a sense of freedom in the individual. It's unlikely the indoor swimorama would have the same curative effect. Yes, it's true that their waters are laced with an efficacious additive - chlorine - rumoured to kill the most prolific hideo-germs and such-like. But high chlorine levels may induce within the unwary ten-yarder incipient consumption or in Savillean types the potentiality of a lawn-green bonce. Their waters are also singularly laced with common nasal constituents and decorticated urethral limescales which are not in the least conducive to good clean fun or healthy gums. But there's another very real threat to those who partake of the heady natatorian waters. No its not our friend verruca plantaris which, like an unwarranted and fallacious allegation of sexual harassment or stalking made by a resourceful human, is historically a bit of a bugger to get rid of. No we refer to something intensely pernicious and far more damaging to health and I'm sure we've all come across it in a manner of speaking.
The almost inevitable consequence of high-diving in the confines of the Enterprise's holodeck during a powercut |
You see indoor pools can attract something a little more stubborn than the odd yeast infection. It's quite clear that no amount of chlorine will protect the unwary bather from the random foot work of an over enthusiastic front crawler. It's unlikely that a 19" Tagelus pool pump with or without filters will shield a Speedos-clad doggy paddler from the lumpen attentions of aqua-rex with concomitant pretensions towards wider pool hegemony. If this king of the wave machine decides to consign an unwary poolside stroller to Davy Jones' locker more than once with associated whiplash, the question must be asked... what the fuck is to be done?
There's only one cure for such a hideous anti-social embodiment. It's called a Personal Injury Claim and it's almost one hundred percent effective against every class of arsehole.
Seasons greetings!
* Porters are not lazy friggers. No University could run without them. This is an attempt at humour and should not be construed in any way as an attempt to bully, harass and victimise all the porters in the UK and in addition is not an attempt to bring the University system into disrepute.
**Aylesbury, Buckinghamshire. To be fair, it was often said that a small town-ette called Princes Risborough (not far from High Wycombe) was the furthest once could live from the sea. The fact that few Risboroughans were gill-breathers tended to confirm this hypothesis.
** *The English Channel
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