The defendant pleads guilty, which the court understands is a change of plea. His face is familiar to the Magistrate, who inquires whether this is the same person who appeared before him some weeks ago. Yea, sometimes I does just be walking and I see a bag. The locksman goes on to relate a hard-luck story about his problems in finding a legal, regular job since being shot by police. The sentence puts an immediate halt to the rattling from the dreadlocks, who seems unsure how to react to the penalty.
Next time is jail.
Another man in over-worn clothes and badly needing a shower stands calmly before the Magistrate. He too is familiar to the Magistrate, having been sentenced last year for stealing a bottle of brandy from another supermarket. His defence provoked giggles from wall to wall. Two months in jail. The name shouting re-starts.