Twas my first day reporting Wollongong Court. for The Daily Telegraph. I was accompanied by my fellow journalist whose place I was taking. He was very well known to the Magistrate, Police Prosecutor and Court Constable.
They used to drink together at the local RSL which was just down the road a bit. and on rare occasions they would go to lunch at the club and not come back so the court sitting would have to be adjourned and all matters re-listed.
On this occasion I was somewhat amazed when my fellow journo who was sitting next to me in the court had his name called three times outside the court by the court constable as was the usual practice..
Turns out he was charged with drink driving. He used to drive a beat-up old Volkswagen.
“Jack ??!, Jack ??!, Jack ??!,” intoned the Court Constable who then came back and announced :
“No Appearance of Jack, Your Worship..”
Prosecutor: This man is now deceased your Worship
Magistrate: Struck out !
My journo friend (now really deceased): Don,t you mention this to anyone !.