This morning my mother was sworn in as a Justice of the Peace. This meant a trip down to the local court and a very early morning tea afterwards. The judges seem to have a playstation in their tea room, I don’t know if the JPs are allowed to use it.
The whole process was somewhat strange in that it was trying to be simultaneously formal and informal. We didn’t get any security screening and when my sister took a photo there was no complaints, just a pointed remark at the end of the session that “you are allowed to take photos, now that the session has ended“. Morag knew this, but my Mother had insisted that one was taken. It’s not as if she was a Mongrel Mob member photographing the jury.