I did it! I “won” my retrial earlier on today! It wasn’t difficult, what I did was to condense over 200-odd A4 pages worth of testimony into about 15! I guess it helped that I was dealing with just one sanction as opposed to two! Well, it did dawn on me that my bundle (of defensive documents) could have been overwhelming. Still, the judge today had taken the time to read a lot of those 200-odd pages and was able to read them back to me better than me as my notes were all over the place! LOL! Trust me, I have been driven to distraction over the course of 4 years… The last two undue sanctions were the last straw! I have to commend myself for being able to contain my rage, not to have physically lashed out or had an epic meltdown like that BBC reporter for Panorama investigating Scientology. Do you remember that??? Times it by 20 and you will begin to understand how frustrated I have been with the Universal Credit system and it’s work coaxes who demonstrate that they are uniquely unqualified to help people get back into work. Here’s an idea for the Universal Credit system: Flood Jobcentre Plus with McDonald’s staff as they are used to taking specific orders and therefore would make for better work coaches instead of being an automaton work coax spouting glib, inane and inappropriate platitudes, “We all have a dream job...” “You have transferable skills… How about Customer Services?” “How about updating your CV?” My former work coax, Tricky Vicky, demanded that I submit her CVs for jobs where I have absolutely no experience in – zero, Nada, zilch! As far as I know, a CV is supposed to document a history of employment… Well, if that’s the case, I do not know why I was forced into doing the impossible! In the end, I just made two extra copies of my CV and titled each with a different job orientation e.g. Customer Services and Vegan Chef. Once in a while, I will feel sorry for a work coax as my current one is so desperate to get rid of me that she’s forgotten why I came to her in the first place! Sometimes she can come up with really bizarre suggestions that make me wonder if Jobcentre Plus (at my end) got its staff for nothing by redistributing seriously mentally ill patients from institutions that have been closed down due to a lack of funding. You see, May’s Magical Money Tree has made record investments in the NHS… This Magical Money just happens to be invisible! At this point, I am imagining palm trees as the Paradise Papers springs to mind… DAMAGED The judge I had today was really lovely! She had a very good sense of humor and did not try to belittle me with it. I had to laugh when she called my former “work coach” my “nemesis”. It is funny but true! As I took my seat the judge informed me that she is on my side and needed to hear more from me. Within a couple of minutes, I knew that I had “won”. My little condensation made all the difference. So, if you happen to be fighting consecutive sanctions, etc. and feel the need to write the equivalent of a novel for the purpose of supplying evidence to another court then make sure you create a condensed version too! I have to say that once it was over I felt a sense of relief. It is not about the little money that I have gained back… That money has already been clawed. Ha ha! I am in debt! Again, it is the principal that I was right and my former work coax was definitely wrong. My condensed testimony concentrated on the obvious lies that my former work coax, Tricky Vicky, entered into the Universal Credit system regarding these last two engineered sanctions. The only thing that the judge did not do was to call those lies out directly… She was very diplomatic in skirting around the issue of the sickening lies that is so obvious to see. Still, in an unprecedented move (after the retrial was over), the judge asked me to wait so that she could issue my certification (that I am not mentally ill after my ordeal – hee hee hee) of “victory”. Usually, the certification is sent by post but as I was told the verdict then and there it made sense to issue the award/certification at the same time. It felt good to have it in my hands! I was quite elated for the reasons above and for the fact that I was able to get the result on my own. I had no legal representative. Maybe, if I had a legal representative in the first place there wouldn't have been a retrial. Such is life... Another reason why this victory felt pretty good is that it destroyed the letter I received from the Complaint Resolution Team that tried to justify the engineered sanctions. The representative who I won’t name claimed that an “investigation” had taken place and… Guess what? That’s right… Tricky Vicky and her “line manager” Denial Delilah “acted by the rules,” what a load of horseshit! This Complaint Resolution Team investigation persons could not find human DNA in an unclean public toilet if they were given the state of the art equipment for the task! One of the Complaint Resolution Team members thought it would be a good idea to sick the Government Legal Department on me… The Government Legal Department issued me with a “warning” notification about non-existent violence that supposed to have come from me months after the fact. These people are having a laugh! If I was going to be violent it would have been on the day I learned that I was being unduly sanctioned because my former work coax got so dank in handing me what is known as a UC71 form pretending it came from the mystery (secret) Service Centre when I knew it came from her. Tricky Vicky just couldn’t wait to mete out a sanction to show her colleagues how mighty she can be! She’s a first class ass! In meting out these engineered sanctions she has messed up my life! Check this out, because I was sanctioned for a total of 48 days I had to use the money that I borrowed from family and friends to put into my business (I’ll let you know about this later) in order to survive. This was back in December last year when I should have been enjoying the Winter Holidays – well, I can’t say “Christmas” because it was a good Christian that came up with this Universal Bullshit in the first place. The money I borrowed could not cover all the outgoings that I had and when you can’t pay your mobile phone monthly the network demands all of the money (for the rest of the contract)! Yeah, that’s going to work! I don’t have money because of the sanctions and yet the debtors demand a lump sum! Some goon comes around banging on my door as if he’s got a case of diarrhoea and urgently wants to use my amenities… Er… NO! F**K OFF! So, instead of looking for work I had to write and send out letters to my debtors to explain what’s going on, “Basically there is no money. Have a nice day. Yours sincerely...” My phone used to go off on the hour every hour while it was on… From 09:00 in the morning until around 20:00 my phone would ring... Past due letters kept popping through the letterbox like crazy… I have a good mind to take the letters and dump them on Tricky Vicky’s desk! I would like to think that have in my possession enough material to sue the Jobcentre Plus (where I live) for damages. I have had my career in Graphics & Multimedia Design ruined because I was prohibited from creating a much needed online portfolio. I had to fight to get on the New Enterprise Allowance Scheme twice! The first time around, I was sanctioned and I couldn’t take my place back in 2013. Then on 1st April 2016, I managed to get on the NEA again but Tricky Vicky kept misinforming and sabotaging me and then I ran out of time (to get the components to start trading)… And now, I wish to get on it again but my current work coax is giving me the bullshit line that I can never do the NEA again! There is, as far as I know, no legislation that states that I can’t do the NEA again! My current work coax might look all dandy prim and proper but she thinks she’s Ms. Slick! She thinks I can’t see the wool being pulled over my eyes. Yes, she’s attractive but she’s no distraction! LMAO! I am awake! You would have thought that by going self-employed she (my work coax)/they would want me to have the best possible start. It would be an advantage to have a mentor for the bloody paperwork… I am paying the cost of ignorance today because I needed a mentor back in 2013. I am paying a hefty fine and I am none too pleased with it! My nerves have been shredded, what with the piece of crap that is called Equita that insists upon hounding me for monies that I haven’t got because I have not been able to pay the council tax. And the council tax office should know that I just do not have the money as they can see when I have been sanctioned, etc. They know the state of my finances or the lack thereof. Yes, I intend to pursue damages. The crap that I went through and am still going through is made all the worse for knowing that it just was not necessary! Thank you for reading! Also, thanks a lot for your replies! For some reason, I don’t get notifications when you respond, so I will have to look out for when you reply! I WILL NOT RELENT UNTIL I GET JUSTICE!