“A matter of far graver concern is that how can a representative of a Defendant by a The High Court continue to assist when complying to court orders then faced such venomous and abusive hostility and criminal activity? The facts of the incident have since been reported to the court as Oystons are in deliberate and aggravated contempt of court. This is a serious offence in itself and it is punishable by a prison sentence of up to two years. Oyston’s scurrilous behaviour is destined to bully with the threat of violence to prevent myself from providing David and Jez from using my best endeavours in determining justice. I am prepared to swear on Oath that the facts in my draft witness statement are truthful. Raggy has also signed to say he believes the events to be the truth. I guess time will tell and no amount of threats to the police regarding civil action from Karl Oyston should ever alter, sway of effect the course of justice or protect the Claimants from brandishing a shot gun to intimidate the defence. The situation is aggravated because after the gun toting in Waddington by Karl Oyston I formally complained to the Chief Super and never received the curtesy of a reply. If the police had taken my complaint seriously regarding Oyston and his guns or at all, then it is reasonable to assume that the altercation on Thursday may never have occurred. Karl Oyston I put it to you that your behaviour was a deliberate and calculated act to pervert the course of justice whereas your father is just a pervert.”
“I went to Bloomfield Road (BFC Hotel) to hand in the defence documents for Jeremy Smith as he has been issued papers by the Oystons claiming defamation of character. I went to the Reception and handed the defence to a blond haired lady and requested she gave it to Graeme Woodward (Oyston’s solicitor). I then left and on exiting the building I saw an old friend that was doing some work for BFC. I stood talking to him close to the entrance of the BFC Hotel when a dark-bronze coloured 4X4 vehicle came into the car park. It stopped as it couldn’t get into the space it wanted due to a bollard being in place. Out stepped Karl Oyston and immediately started to rant at me shouting “What the fukc are you doing here, fukc off now!!!” he shouted other things that I can’t recall word for word exactly, but he was visibly foaming at the mouth and stuttering as his anger grew. I said back to him, “Karl, stop shouting you are going to lose your voice you son of a rapist”
“In order to show that a man has a bad reputation, you should call those who know him and have had dealings with him. They are in a position to judge his work. If you call those who know him well, you are likely to get at the truth… but if you go beyond these, you immediately get into the realms of reports and rumours, often enough spread by busybodies who know nothing of the man, or indulged in by newspapers for the benefit of their circulation…”