Life is a journey of twisting, turning trails. There is not very much that you can do about that, the path seems to have been mapped out for you and you simply follow where and how it leads.
For some people the paths seem to have more joy than heartbreak, for others the opposite seems to be the case.
Why ?
I do not know.
This is a collection of thirty three such events of the path of life which led to these matters ending up in courts of law.
I was involved in all of them except for “The Telephone”, “ To Pluck a Peach” and “Palm Trees and Sex”
All of these events took place
They will lead to tragedy and cruelty which seems to be impossible. Some of them will lead you into the lives of people where few people ever enter and will leave you wondering and asking questions for which there are no answers.
There is a little bit of humour too.
For some people the paths seem to have more joy than heartbreak, for others the opposite seems to be the case.
Why ?
I do not know.
This is a collection of thirty three such events of the path of life which led to these matters ending up in courts of law.
I was involved in all of them except for “The Telephone”, “ To Pluck a Peach” and “Palm Trees and Sex”
All of these events took place
They will lead to tragedy and cruelty which seems to be impossible. Some of them will lead you into the lives of people where few people ever enter and will leave you wondering and asking questions for which there are no answers.
There is a little bit of humour too.
