Apparently, Mr Ashby felt that it was a defence, to a charge that his multiple abuse of staff and customers at four different pharmacies was professional misconduct, that he was just a typical Aussie loudmouth. Err, no, mate.
This case is, in the real sense of the word, a tragedy. Mr Ashby has been destroyed by a fatal flaw in his own character. He clearly believes himself to be a wonderful pharmacist and that those he was compelled to work with were, simply, his inferiors. Even if he was right, it is that belief that has lead to his downfall.
If you read this case you will find the sad conclusion:
MR ASHBY: I have no money. I cannot pay anything. I have nothing left.Mr Ashby was not a King, or even a high ranking politician, so this tragedy is not properly to be described as Shakesperian, but it has the essential elements of such tragedy; just on a smaller, perhaps more human, scale.
MRS JUSTICE DOBBS: That does not stop the court from making a costs order, but you say you have got no means?
MR ASHBY: No. I have nothing left.
MRS JUSTICE DOBBS: Anything else you want to add in relation to that?
MR ASHBY: No.
MRS JUSTICE DOBBS: There will be an order that the appellant pay the respondent's costs in the sum of £14,482.82.
MR BRADLEY: I am grateful.
