Yes, today I went to court. Up at 5.30am, train to Sydney (Parramatta), courthouse at 9.30am. Actually, it was for one of my sons. He was picked up for a 0.03 alcohol reading while driving his very drunk mates home. Normally, 0.03 means nothing, since the limit is 0.05. But since he is on his P’s (provisional license), he is allowed 0.00. He got off lightly, 3 months suspension.
But it was the other cases that were absolutely rivetting. I thoroughly enjoyed myself, especially with the following:
1) A dopehead who got picked up with a blood-dope reading, driving unlicensed. Not the first time, since he’d done it about 5 months ago as well, and then a year earlier, and then… So the judge threatened him with prison and said, ‘what have you got to say for yourself?’ His reply, ‘I’m a decent person …’ The judge: ‘No you’re not’. He got 3 years and a massive fine. And then he asked: ‘is this for the whole of Australia or just NSW?’ And, when the judge told him it was the whole country, ‘what about New Zealand?’ Guess where he’s going.
2) A drunk who was picked up with a blood alcohol reading of 0.182. Now that is plastered, cactus, lying the gutter stuff. Extreme is about 0.150. But he was picked up parking in front of a bottle shop and going in to get another case of beer. And this was the third time he’d been caught. He went off to jail.
3) The well-dressed and spoilt rich kid who was picked up driving at 166 km in an 80km zone – unlicensed. Not the first time – 3rd or 4th in fact. He barely escaped jail and got 2 years suspension with a massive fine. And he was really, really pissed off.
Bloody brilliant. I could have stayed all day!