In an attempt to recover from the treachery of The Christian Legal Centre and the apparent official secrecy of all contact details of Tom Evans and Kate James, I returned to court today to file an application. Unfortunately, I was not able to get the application heard immediately. Although it is an application without notice, I have already sent a copy of it to the defendant coroner, The Christian Legal Centre and Merseyside police.
The gist of the application is getting the coroner, the police and The Christian Legal Centre to co-operate with the court in getting to Tom and Kate the paperwork they need (a) in order for them to be able to understand what I have done, which they may well decide is to their advantage and be glad of, and (b) for Tom and Kate to make informed decisions whether either or both wish to take advantage of what I have done. Continue reading
I’ve asked the police please to enable me to serve, on bereaved parents Tom and Kate, my #AlfieInquest judicial review claim against the coroner, challenging his decision not to investigate Alfie’s death. (Please could I suggest that readers follow this blog who want to be notified automatically by email when I publish the police’s response?)
This is the email I sent: Continue reading
I have started to wear a pair of precious feet on the lapel of the blazer I use most often. These feet are an exact representation of the feet of a ten week old child in the womb. I bought this pin from the Society for the Protection of Unborn Children. I have done a fair bit of thinking about the rights and wrongs of wearing a political symbol on my clothing (not something I would normally do), but I went ahead and attached this pin to my blazer anyway, and, to the extent that anyone would be interested in my views on this, I would like to provide a rationale as to why.
Put simply, I oppose the practice of abortion and its facilitation in ours and every culture that would so promote it.
I do not believe that children who are less than twenty-four weeks old are somehow…
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It is possible to take the police to court.
A police officer slagged me in writing in 2014. I sued the chief constable for libel in 2015. It has taken a while, but I have finally won a full retraction of the false accusations made against me, plus some money, plus my legal costs. Suing the police involved a lot of waiting, but not a huge amount of work. Continue reading
Last week saw the news from London that there isn’t a single domestic violence shelter place for male victims in the entire city. That’s a city of over eight million people, with vast wealth and huge tax revenues and massive government spending, completely unwilling to house a single one of its tens of thousands of male victims of domestic violence (nor their children). Meanwhile, that very same city hosts the headquarters of feminist domestic violence charity “Refuge”, situated in opulent headquarters right in the centre of London, in St Katharine Docks. Their offices have views of Tower Bridge where rents start at £340K per annum.
Sitting in those plush offices one will find Refuge’s CEO, Sandra Horley. Like any good gender feminist, Horley has a history of using false, massively outdated or cherry-picked statistics about domestic violence to give a misleading picture of the proportion of male and female…
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This morning I received the transcript of the hearing that took place on 14th May. The hearing occurred because neither the coroner nor the Christian Legal Centre had told me whether Alfie’s parents were intending to cremate his body after the funeral that day, or to bury Alfie.
I am publishing both the transcript and also (for the first time) the application that I made that day, including supporting evidence. Continue reading
The late Scott Douglas Routley had a nasty road traffic accident around the turn of the century, which damaged his brain. By 2012, Scott had been comatose, persistently vegetative, “locked-in” – or however you want to put it – for 12 years. He couldn’t move, or talk. Continue reading