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that he seemed all face and waistcoat. He rolled in, upon two little turned legs, and
having bobbed gravely to the Bar, who bobbed gravely to him, put his little legs
underneath his table, and his little three-cornered hat upon it; and when Mr. Justice
Stareleigh had done this, all you could see of him was two queer little eyes, one broad
pink face, and somewhere about half of a big and very comical-looking wig.”
R J Tatum pre 1881
E J Tatum pre 1884
Dr. Bertram Goddard 1904 to 1911
Charles Wellinton Reed 1913 to 1914
John Kemp Starley 1914 to 1940 President (1931)
Hubert G Starley CBE 1944 to 1974 President (1953)
Ron G Gray 1985 to present President (2000)
Richard Upwitch – Juryman
“The judge had no sooner taken his seat, than the officer on the floor of the court
called out 'Silence!' in a commanding tone, upon which another officer in the gallery
cried 'Silence!' in an angry manner, whereupon three or four more ushers shouted
'Silence!' in a voice of indignant remonstrance. This being done, a gentleman in black,
who sat below the judge, proceeded to call over the names of the jury; and after a great
deal of bawling, it was discovered that only ten special jurymen were present. Upon this,
Mr. Serjeant Buzfuz prayed a TALES; the gentleman in black then proceeded to press
into the special jury, two of the common jurymen; and a greengrocer and a chemist were
caught directly. 'Answer to your names, gentlemen, that you may be sworn,' said the
gentleman in black. 'Richard Upwitch.' “
J Horn 1878 to 1901
Eric E Anderson 1926 to 1937
R L Jones 1938 to 1943
John Grey 1953 to 1958
Eric Charles Tyler 1958 to 2003 President (1973)
Matthew Bullen 2006 to 2011
Charles Tyler 2012 to present
Mr. Watty – a bankrupt client of Mr. Perker
“'Don't go away, Mr. Pickwick,' said Lowten, 'I've got a letter for you.' The stranger,
seeming to hesitate, once more looked towards the ground, and the clerk winked slyly at
Mr. Pickwick, as if to intimate that some exquisite piece of humour was going forward,
though what it was Mr. Pickwick could not for the life of him divine.