The overall impression one is left with after sitting in the Coroner’s Court today is that the only people this is for are the lawyers. There is no attempt by the Coronor Mr Hope to project his voice above a mumble and for us sitting behind three rows of lawyers and their assistants there is no hope of hearing what is going on. They know there are family members with hearing difficulties on top of that in the gallery. J is sat right up the front where she can hear and where the counsel can see her. She who has been so affected by the crash.

Grey pinstripe is the fashionable suit material for lawyers this year by the way.

When proceedings started this morning the courtroom was packed. Standing room only. With the media bunched near the door on spare chairs. The Coroner mumbled something and made all the counsel stand up and explain why they felt they needed to be there. He then suggested that they wouldn’t all need to be there all the time. Hmmm. Noone made any move to leave.

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Afterwards – and it seemed to finish abruptly at about 2.30pm – we stood around outside while J had a meeting with her lawyer. The media quite sweetly asked if we would be leaving through the front entrance and kept coming up while we were waiting. Eventually J came out and we formed a group and walked out together through the front doors and out.

All this grief. All this money spent on lawyers, reporting, investigating. All this. For a $1000 part.