As I said, here is the update.
I just received the Protection Order and Parenting Order today – two young policemen did their duty by delivering and pseudo reading out what they deemed to be important – no contact, no firearms, lasting forever, etc, etc. I had to let him carry on I didn’t have the heart to tell him that I knew more about the law than he likely ever will and that anyway I have already been through this before.

He wondered why there was two copies of the Parenting Order, but after closing the door on them I discovered it wasn’t two copies it was the reserved findings of Judge P R Grace and the Parenting Order – which to nobodies surprise gives custody to this “thing” (I can’t even think of an appropriate noun for her).

Needless to say al the judgements were based on allegations and poorly derived logic and misunderstanding from the judge – but he couldn’t care less.

I have kind of forgotten why I defended – oh yes so as not to have to pay full costs, but really I can’t remember why I bothered.

Next week is criminal case, if I can sober / still alive / I guess I will attend.
2 counts of breaking Telecommunications ACT 2001 s112(2)(a) –
“Every person commits an offence who uses, or causes or permits to be used, any telephone device for the purpose of disturbing, annoying or irritating any person, whether by calling up without speech or by wantonly or maliciously transmitting communications or sounds, with the intention of offending the recipient.”

This was for calling the “thing” twice after midnight 1 time just 3 weeks after she had taken my kids, the second was a month later. Both times I was out of my mind with stress and wanted to plead with her to stop the nonsense, the first time I got her answer machine and didn’t leave a message, the second time when she answered the phone and I heard her voice, I despaired and hung up – I couldn’t talk to her.

Who really cares. It’s just hell on earth.