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From 11th February to 14th February 2002 at the High Court in London a group of activists attempted to force a Judicial Review which would examine the legality of the government's refusal to hold a public enquiry into the Foot and Mouth crisis. Unfortunately, their attempt failed.

Alicia Eykyn of the FMD Forum was there, and this is her report....

"Oh dear, Oh dear I shall be late!" No, not the White Rabbit of Alice's recollections but me arriving in the High Court, Royal Courts of Justice, at the top of Fleet Street on Monday 11 February.

This was the first day of the Judicial Review, laid down for four days, into our Government's decision not to have a Public Enquiry into arguably the most dramatic happening since the Second World War.

Having enquired at the desk and been told Court 2, I arrived to find to my surprise, the door firmly locked and the words 'in camera' affixed. Looking round with clearly enough astonishment on my face, a bewigged gent standing nearby, enquired which court I was after.

"Oh, Foot and Mouth", he stated, "That's next door!" and directed me to a narrow winding stone staircase. Although relieved that the secrecy madness had not completely taken over, I staggered round and ever upwards. It did cross my mind that this could be a Defra plot for interested parties like myself, to fall to their untimely deaths in the manner planned by Uncle Ebenezer for his nephew in 'Kidnapped'.

Up in the Gods were a goodly collection, some I knew, some I recognised and some were complete strangers.

There must have been at least 20 or 25 people. There was a bloke from the NFU whose name escapes me. I sat next to Pat Dent and Julie Steele from North Yorks/Cumbria, Pat Innocent from the Forest of Dean, was there, and Robert Persey one of the farmers instigating one of the 4 cases that were being heard at the same time.

Except for those in the very front row, none had a view of the QC on his feet -- and being able to hear what he said was clearly not part of the intended proceedings!

In the afternoon I met William Neville who kindly informed me that the public (ie. the likes of me) were allowed, subject to space, to be in the well of the court so from then on that is where I went. Joshua Rosenberg came and went, other members of the press were there but not ones I recognised. Andrew Veitch dropped in on the Wednesday and asked me how long it was going to last. I sat with Christopher Thomas Everard until in desperation for not being able to hear, he went and plonked himself down with the press. Liz Lowther put in a fleeting appearance. Most of the incredibly creaky wooden benches were taken up with the 4 teams backing the 4 QCs struggling in the face of overwhelming odds.

But even in the well of the Court, it was still extremely difficult to hear all that was said.

This is the High Court. 'The Royal Courts of Justice'. The highest Court in the land, other than the House of Lords, yet no proper provision is made for the public to know what is going on in the form of any paperwork and no-one is given the courtesy of being able to hear properly.

However, we could all hear Lord Justice Simon Brown, and what was really worrying at this early stage, was the seeming scorn with which he parried any legal points that the poor unfortunate QC in front of him was attempting to make.

In fact there were two judges, Lord Justice Simon Brown who was apparently in charge and then, it seems, an also-ran -- Mr Justice Scott Baker.

The latter's role appeared to correspond to another character from 'Alice' - the dormouse at the Mad Hatter's tea party. Like him, from time to time over the course of the four days Mr Justice Scott Baker woke up and asked a question - some of these unscheduled interruptions appearing to be a further annoyance to Lord Justice Simon Brown.

His Lordship's obsession with time was exasperating to the point of rudeness. Despite being set down for four days, I cannot remember how many times he asked the lawyers how much longer they thought they needed. Thus, coolly, making it quite clear to the assembled audience, that the whole thing was a foregone conclusion.

Instead of getting on and letting the QCs say what they needed to say, much time was taken up in the proceedings, by His Lordship forcing them to try and estimate how long they thought their submissions would be likely to take.

Then, congratulating them in a jokey way, if they managed to hit the target - like some light hearted party game. Not only did this slow things down instead of the supposed purpose of speeding them up, but it acted as a most effective disruptive measure to those presenting their cases.

Had it been attempted by the opposition, one might have thought it an infuriating but clever tactical move, and would have expected it to be jumped on by any fair-minded judge.

Much of His Lordship's tone of voice when stating or querying a QC's point, and some of his spur of the moment arguments and justifications against their claims, would have made Mr Mugabe happy to employ him. His yawning, innumerable and overt glances at the large clock on the courtroom wall, and general body language exuded ill-manners and boredom to all those present in the court. Any fleeting hope one might have had that he just had an unfortunate manner, or was acting as Devil's advocate and would treat the other side equally badly, was shattered when the Attorney General got to his feet. The atmosphere from the Bench then turned to one of obsequious cronyism.

Had I been one of those putting up thousands of hard earned pounds for their cases to be heard fairly and properly, I am sure I would have suffered considerable mental anguish watching that particular Judge and his cohort in action.

As a mere spectator with no knowledge of the etiquette or ramifications of the court I speak as I find. That is to say, I found it spine-chillingly wanting.


Alicia Eykyn is one of the many highly dedicated volunteers searching for the truth in FMD, and was responsible for bringing Professor Fred Brown to the country last year and arranging a meeting for him in the House of Lords with some of the key players.

Alicia has since brought Dr Simon Barteling and Dr Paul Sutmoller into the country to give presentations, culminating in her arranging a Forum for all three experts and others such as Peter Poll and Ken Tyrell in October last year, to which over 150 vets and senior officials from various organisations such as the NFU attended.

Featherbed Country Club for Dogs Alicia with doggies

Alicia has been instrumental in creating the FMD FORUM, to which many of the most important and recognisable names in the field of FMD have joined as Founder Members. It aims to draw together all those who can contribute to bringing the current crisis to a close, and to work to bring about a new and better way of dealing with the disease in the future.

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