By Andrew L. Urban
She is wheeled into the clinical surrounds of the Supreme Court in Hobart in a wheelchair and positioned in front of the empty jury benches, facing the witness box. Sue Neill-Fraser’s demeanour is low key, her little smile vague. It’s October 2017 and she’s been in prison since her arrest more than eight years earlier, in August 2009, when she was a healthy 55 year old. Two prison officers escort her.
The public gallery is full of her supporters and the media. In front of them are the two costly barristers and their two expensive associates, the two instructing solicitors – and scattered around the court, the wage-earning court staff. Sitting in his elevated isolation is Judge Michael Brett, presiding over Neill-Fraser’s appeal. Well, not her actual appeal, her request for leave to appeal.