Forty-six year old Christian happily negotiating the world with a wife and three daughters
A few weeks ago, I received a summons to complete my second batch of Jury Service at Reading Crown Court – my first time was in 2004.
Whilst I’m clearly not at liberty to discuss any of the cases covered, I can reveal that there was a large amount of time waiting around for trials to begin.
Below are a few of my tweets during my time on Jury Service:
Joining the rail commuters later for Day One of #JuryService. Solace of an extra half-hour in bed first.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 14, 2012
Ensconced in the 'Jurors Lounge' with around 100 fellow jurors. Smattering of conversation. Most in silence. Newspapers abound.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 14, 2012
Long waiting game. Working way through #TheGunsofNavarone. Others with newspapers, books, laptops, MP3 players etc. Elderly lady knitting.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 14, 2012
We're on!
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 14, 2012
Emerge from court to grey clouds and a chilly wind. At least the @fgw home is behaving!
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 14, 2012
En route for Day Two of #juryservice. Weather and @fgw both behaving so far.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 15, 2012
Escaped for lunch. Impeccable timing of a heavy shower and gusty wind for companions on the walk into town.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 15, 2012
Walked past defunct #PastTimes, #HawkinsBazaar and #Peacocks. It's like being back on the circuit. Counted three #Greggs so far…
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 15, 2012
Grateful for winter coat and hot soup despite sitting out in the fleeting May sunshine.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 15, 2012
A hush falls over the juror's waiting lounge. The only sound the gentle, reassuring click of knitting needles. Somewhere a page turns.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 15, 2012
On the earlier train this morning. Feeling a little apprehensive about decisions which will have to be made today.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 17, 2012
http://t.co/qXHI5zmK – Hoping yesterday's haircut doesn't scare the Judge! #whoisthisman #strangerincourt
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 17, 2012
Pleasant to emerge into the open air after a long day inside. @fgw behaving impeccably. Grey day in every sense.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 17, 2012
The end of an emotional and challenging week with a great bunch of individuals whose paths will never cross again.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 18, 2012
Arrived at a breezy #Maidenhead Station ready for Week 2 of #JuryService. Expecting lots of waiting around again.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 21, 2012
Sunless morning. British silence on the train. Smartphones and iPods abound. Rhythmic and reassuring chug of the engine the only sound.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 21, 2012
Old habits die hard: seven of our jury are sat together in the waiting room. #family
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 21, 2012
Early close at #juryservice. #England victorious in the First Test against #WI. Golden sunshine for the afternoon.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 21, 2012
Wall to wall sunshine greets this morning's rail journey for Day Seven of #juryservice. Train virtually empty.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 22, 2012
After enjoying five minutes in a park, sitting in the sunshine, it's back to the waiting game and the hubbub of the Jury Lounge.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 22, 2012
The murmer of conversation in the Jury Lounge is drowned out by the occasional jarring whirr of the slowest coffee machine in the world.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 22, 2012
Released to enjoy an al fresco lunch in the park – with a thousand others! 'Be back by 1.50 or 1.55, whichever you prefer…'
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 22, 2012
An ultimately futile day of waiting as trials and rumours of trials all drifted away. Homeward bound in the late-afternoon sunshine.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 22, 2012
At least two sleepers in the Jury Lounge this morning. On the plus side, the delays have allowed time to complete #TheGunsofNavarone!
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 23, 2012
A number of jurors released for the day due to cancellations – predictably I'm not among them.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 23, 2012
43 minutes until lunch. #waitinggame
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 23, 2012
Lunch in the park, 'neath the crown of a spreading beech tree. Park packed. All ages enjoying the late-spring sunshine. Each bench occupied.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 23, 2012
Seldom have the words "…released for the day…" been more warmly welcomed than by the denizens within the Jury Lounge. All aboard @fgw!
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 23, 2012
After two days of waiting, back again for Day 9 of #juryservice. An unusual buzz about the Jury Lounge this morning.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 24, 2012
In the Jury Lounge, a middle-age gentleman wearing shorts has seen fit to reveal bare feet to the masses. #pleasant
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 24, 2012
A number of would-be jurors have been released into the sunshine – not among them. Commenced reading #Force10fromNavarone.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 24, 2012
Home from what will probably have been my final day of #juryservice.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 24, 2012
Just had official confirmation that my work in court is done. An interesting couple of weeks, apart from the inevitable delays, enjoyable.
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 24, 2012
Overall, despite all the waiting around, I found the whole experience enjoyable. I met a number of interesting people (Jamie, Liz, Debra, Stuart, Obed etc) from all walks of life and it was great to play a small role in the British legal system.
On my final full day of Jury Service, whilst sitting and waiting in the Jury Lounge, I wrote the following:
The trial of waiting
A murmur of chatter fills the room
All ages sit with varying degrees of patience
Some pass the hours with head buried in a good book
Older folk tend to chat
Youngsters remain largely in their own world – attached to technology
A few try to work, tapping away on laptops
All wait for inevitable news to arrive
The Jury Officer duly appears, a young man whose presence cheers the room
Sometimes he brings no news
Other times his telling of cancelled trials is greeted with silent glee
In silence the masses sit
A list of names is read aloud
‘No longer needed’, the lucky few collect their meagre possessions and depart
Eventually, names are announced for a new trial
Mobiles are placed in lockers in silence
Those selected depart to play their role in English justice
For those who remain the trial of waiting continues
Holly had a Pirate themed day at school.
http://t.co/kqvt48np – Today is Pirate Day at school. Why are the kids dressed as pirates? They just Aaarrrrgh!
— Phil Bray (@PhilBray) May 25, 2012
We didn’t make it along to the Maidenhead Duck Derby last year, but decided to don our winter coats and brave the chilly afternoon for the visit to Ray Mill Island.
There were the usual stalls set out on the island along with the Lions Club train, which the girls enjoyed riding on.
We also spotted Brian and Judith on the island, who had come to investigate the festivities.
After the train ride, Holly decided to get her face painted.
Emily had a ride on a duck.
We wandered around the rest of the stalls, but, with over an hour to wait until the start of the actual Duck Derby race, we decided to head home for a welcome hot drink, pausing only to watch the performing Morris Dancers as we left the island.
This afternoon we paid our second visit to Old Thatch and Bourne End, the former home of Enid Blyton.
The previous time we had visited was in August 2009, when we’d had both Dad and Grandma with us. It made the return trip, on our own, to be tinged with some sadness.
Rebekah particularly remembered the previous visit as she had enjoyed eating some cake with her Great-Grandma.
Old Thatch has a large and rambling garden which is ideal for young children to explore. It contains areas of formal planting as well as parts where nature has been allowed more freedom.
The girls began by studying plans of the garden before we walked around.
The first part of the garden is relatively formal, with box hedges separating out squares of planting.
Around the corner of the house the gardens become more informal with long borders of cottage-garden flowers.
Eventually, around another couple of bends, we reached the white bench at the bottom of the garden.
This section of the garden has more chairs in, as well as the Rose Walk.
In another area of the garden is the fountain – something Emily was keen to try and explore!
The gardens end, as all good gardens should do, with a tea shop selling freshly made slices of cake – they’re not the cheapest, but are worth every penny!
After enjoying our al fresco tea and cakes we began to walk back to the entrance of the garden, passing the Rose Walk on the way.
I’ve been reading some of the Enid Blyton books with Rebekah and Holly and we’ve recently been working through the Faraway Tree series. In the series, the trees in the Enchanted Wood are able to talk to each other with whispering voices that go Wisha Wisha Wisha. The children are able to listen to what they’re saying by putting their left ear to the tree. Needless to say, when we found a big tree, the girls wanted to try it out.
We spent about an hour at Old Thatch and hope to go back later in the year when the flowers will be more advanced. It’s well worth a visit.
I’ve in process of adding a few more photos from Old Thatch onto my new Photo Blog.