Lancaster Crown Court

 

 

R-v-BRIGHTMAN

 

 

Wednesday 11 May 2005

 

 

Morning Session
Before:
THE HONOURABLE MR JUSTICE NOLAN

MR MACLEAN Would you please state your full name?
MR BRIGHTMAN Lee Anthony Brightman.
MR MACLEAN Thank you. Now, Mr Brightman, you had a relationship with Miss Bailey, is that correct?
MR BRIGHTMAN Yes.
MR MACLEAN For how long?
MR BRIGHTMAN I met her at the end of October in 2003. We were seeing each other until the middle of June last year.
MR MACLEAN And how did you meet?
MR BRIGHTMAN At work. I was working on an operation and I happened to meet her through the course of that.
MR MACLEAN And you formed a relationship?
MR BRIGHTMAN Yes.
MR MACLEAN You said that the relationship ended in June. Was that a mutual decision?
MR BRIGHTMAN Things had been going wrong for a while. Catherine was very jealous of the time I spent away from her working. She was convinced I was having an affair.
MR MACLEAN And were you?
MR BRIGHTMAN No. My job takes me away from home for days at a time, and the nature of it means that I can’t tell anyone, not even my girlfriend, where I am or when I’ll be home.
MR MACLEAN Did your time away from Miss Bailey cause arguments between you?
MR BRIGHTMAN Yes. She would check my mobile for messages from other women, demand to know where I’d been, who I’d been seeing. When I got back from a job, all I wanted to do was forget about work and relax a bit. It started to feel like I never had the chance to do that.
MR MACLEAN So you ended the relationship?
MR BRIGHTMAN No. We had rows sometimes, but I loved her. I knew she had some emotional problems. When she went for me, I always told myself that it wasn’t her fault.
MR MACLEAN What do you mean by ‘emotional problems’?
MR BRIGHTMAN Well, she told me she had suffered from anxiety in the past. The more time I spent with her, the more I saw that coming out. She would go out drinking with her friends, or drink at home, and when I got home she would start an argument and lash out at me.
MR MACLEAN Just with regard to the emotional problems, I would like to ask you about that further. Did you, over the course of your relationship, see any evidence that Miss Bailey would harm herself at times of emotional stress?
MR BRIGHTMAN No. Her friends had told me that she had cut herself in the past.
MR LEWIS Objection, Your Honour. The witness was not asked about the opinions of Miss Bailey’s friends.
MR JUSTICE NOLAN Mr Brightman, please keep to the questions  you are asked. Thank you.
MR MACLEAN Mr Brightman, you mentioned that Miss Bailey would ‘lash out’ at you. Can you explain what you mean by ‘lash out’?
MR BRIGHTMAN She would shout, push me, slap me, kick me. That kind of thing.
MR MACLEAN She was violent towards you?
MR BRIGHTMAN Yes. Well, yes. She was.
MR MACLEAN On how many occasions, would you say?
MR BRIGHTMAN I don’t know. I didn’t keep count.
MR MACLEAN And what did you generally do, on these occasions when she ‘lashed out’ at you?
MR BRIGHTMAN I would walk away from it. I deal with that enough at work; I don’t need it when I get home.
MR MACLEAN And were you ever violent towards her?
MR BRIGHTMAN Only the last time. She had locked me in the house and hidden the key somewhere. She went mad at me. I’d been working on a particularly difficult job and something inside me snapped. I hit her back. It was the first time I’d ever hit a woman.
MR MACLEAN The last time – what date are you talking about, exactly?
MR BRIGHTMAN It was in June. The 13th, I think.
MR MACLEAN Would you take us through that day?
MR BRIGHTMAN I stayed the night before at Catherine’s house. I was on duty that weekend so I left for work before Catherine woke up. When I came back to her house that evening she was at home and she had been drinking. She accused me of spending the day with another woman – the same thing I heard over and over again. I took it for a while, but after a couple of hours I had had enough. I went to walk away but she had double-locked the front door. She was screaming and swearing at me, over and over again, slapping me with her hands, scratching my face. I pushed her backwards, just enough to get her away. Then she just threw herself at me again and I hit her.
MR MACLEAN How did you hit her, Mr Brightman? Was it a punch, a slap?
MR BRIGHTMAN I hit her with a closed fist.
MR MACLEAN I see. And what happened then?
MR BRIGHTMAN She didn’t stop; she just yelled louder and came at me again. So I hit her again. I guess it was probably harder. She fell over backwards and I went to see if she was alright, to help her up. I think I must have trodden on her hand. She screamed and yelled at me and threw something. It was the key to the front door.
MR MACLEAN What did you do next?
MR BRIGHTMAN I took the key, unlocked the front door and left.
MR MACLEAN What time was that?
MR BRIGHTMAN It must have been about a quarter past seven.
MR MACLEAN And when you left her, what condition was she in?
MR BRIGHTMAN She was still shouting and screaming.
MR MACLEAN Was she injured, bleeding?
MR BRIGHTMAN I think she may have been bleeding.
MR MACLEAN Could you elaborate, Mr Brightman?
MR BRIGHTMAN She had some blood on her face. I don’t know where it came from. It wasn’t a lot of blood.
MR MACLEAN And did you have any injuries yourself?
MR BRIGHTMAN I just had some scratches.
MR MACLEAN Did you consider that she might have needed medical attention?
MR BRIGHTMAN No.
MR MACLEAN Even though she was apparently bleeding, and crying out?
MR BRIGHTMAN I don’t recall that she was crying out. As I left the house she was shouting and swearing at me. If she needed medical attention I believe she could have got it herself, without my help.
MR MACLEAN I see. So after you left the house at a quarter past seven, did you see Miss Bailey again?
MR BRIGHTMAN No. I didn’t see her again.
MR MACLEAN Did you contact her by telephone?
MR BRIGHTMAN No.
MR MACLEAN Mr Brightman, I want you to think very carefully before answering my next question. How do you feel now with regard to the incidents of that day?
MR BRIGHTMAN I have deep regret for everything that happened. I loved Catherine. I had asked her to marry me. I had no idea she was so emotionally disturbed and I wish to God I hadn’t retaliated. I wish I had just tried harder to calm her down.
MR MACLEAN Thank you. No further questions, Your Honour.
   
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MR LEWIS Mr Brightman, would you have described your relationship with Miss Bailey as a serious one?
MR BRIGHTMAN I thought it was, yes.
MR LEWIS Do you understand that it is part of your terms and conditions of employment that you will inform your employers of changes in your personal circumstances, including providing the details of your relationships?
MR BRIGHTMAN Yes.
MR LEWIS And yet you chose not to inform anyone you work with about your relationship with Miss Bailey, is that not the case?
MR BRIGHTMAN I had planned to do so when Catherine agreed to marry me. My vetting review was due at the end of September; I would have mentioned it then in any case.
MR LEWIS Now, I would like to draw your attention to Exhibit WL/1 – this is on page fourteen of the exhibit packs – which is the statement by PC William Lay. PC Lay arrested you on Tuesday 15th June 2004 at your home address. In his statement he asserts that when he asked you about Miss Bailey, you at first stated, and I quote: ‘I don’t know who you are talking about.’ Is that correct?
MR BRIGHTMAN I don’t remember exactly what I said.
MR LEWIS This is the woman you have subsequently stated that you were in love with, that you intended to marry. Is that correct?
MR BRIGHTMAN PC Lay and PC Newman turned up at my house at six in the morning. I’d been working for the past three nights and I had only just gone to bed. I was disorientated.
MR LEWIS Did you also state when questioned at Lancaster Police Station later that same day – and I’m quoting again from your statement: ‘She was just someone I was investigating. When I left her she was fine. She had emotional issues, mental health issues.’?
MR BRIGHTMAN (inaudible)
MR JUSTICE NOLAN Mr Brightman, could you speak up?
MR BRIGHTMAN Yes.
MR LEWIS And were you conducting an investigation into Miss Bailey?
MR BRIGHTMAN No.
MR LEWIS I have no further questions.
MR JUSTICE NOLAN Thank you. In that case, ladies and gentlemen, we will adjourn for lunch.
 

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