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[legalplanet]

Family law solicitors in London must be skilled in mediation and have a solid background in bargaining. Family law is first and foremost about supporting families during trying times. This could involve divorce, custody battles, or adoption procedures. Family law solicitors have asserted unique qualities for themselves, and it has grown to be a specialty in and of itself

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[sajuseoblog]

 Immigration Solicitors in London and Family Law Solicitors

 The Role of Immigration Solicitors in London and Family Law Solicitors

Introduction: In the bustling metropolis of London, the services of immigration solicitors and family law solicitors play a crucial role in assisting individuals and families navigate complex legal processes. Immigration solicitors specialize in providing legal advice and assistance to individuals seeking to relocate to the UK or address their immigration status, while family law solicitors focus on matters relating to family relationships, including divorce, child custody, and domestic violence issues. This essay explores the roles and significance of immigration solicitors and family law solicitors in London, highlighting the valuable support they offer to clients facing legal challenges in these areas.

Role of Immigration Solicitors in London: Immigration solicitors in London are instrumental in assisting individuals with various immigration-related matters, including visa applications, asylum claims, and appeals against deportation orders. These legal professionals possess in-depth knowledge of immigration laws and procedures, enabling them to guide clients through the complexities of the immigration system. Immigration solicitors also represent clients in court proceedings and hearings, advocating for their rights and interests in legal matters that impact their immigration status. Moreover, these solicitors provide strategic advice on compliance with immigration regulations and help clients understand their rights and options under the law.

Family Law Solicitors in London: Family law solicitors in London specialize in addressing legal issues that arise within family relationships, such as divorce, child custody disputes, financial settlements, and domestic abuse cases. These solicitors offer empathetic support and legal expertise to individuals navigating emotionally challenging situations, ensuring that their rights are protected and their interests are represented effectively. Family law solicitors assist clients in negotiating settlements, drafting legal documents, and representing them in court proceedings when necessary. They prioritize the well-being of the family unit and work towards achieving fair and amicable resolutions to family law disputes.

Significance of Immigration and Family Law Solicitors: The services provided by immigration solicitors and family law solicitors in London are invaluable to individuals and families facing legal challenges in these areas. Immigration solicitors help individuals achieve their immigration goals and secure their legal status in the UK, offering them peace of mind and a sense of security in a foreign land. Family law solicitors play a crucial role in safeguarding the rights of vulnerable family members, such as children and victims of domestic abuse, and strive to promote justice and equity in family law proceedings. By offering expert legal advice, representation, and advocacy, immigration and family law solicitors contribute to upholding the rule of law and ensuring access to justice for all members of society.

Conclusion: In conclusion, immigration solicitors and family law solicitors in London are essential legal professionals who provide vital support to individuals and families facing immigration and family law issues. Their expertise, compassion, and commitment to upholding the rights of their clients make them invaluable allies in navigating the complexities of the legal system. By understanding the roles and significance of immigration and family law solicitors, individuals can better appreciate the importance of seeking legal assistance when confronted with immigration or family law challenges in London..

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[treespen]

The jonmina marriage I think was meant to be seen as contrasting to the suitors+lucy relationship (I’ll give possible reasons at the end):

The suitors are all experienced men, who have lived a full life separately and together, and now want to settle down before they hit 30. Lucy is young, not working, and with her mother.

The suitors all have a fortune to bring on the table, and a resume of their accomplishments while courting. Lucy's mother has her own wealth, and offers it, as it was -still is in other countries- customary for the bride's family.

Jonathan has no experience as he just passed the solicitor exam and sets foot out to the world for the first time, all wide-eyed. The whole tone screams “newly adult man” even when disregarding everyone’s comments on how young he is. Mina is working at a school and as she says to Lucy it's a very busy job, so she has more life experience than Lucy. Additionally, she’s gaining knowledge by studying law and timetables to help Jonathan, and has developed practical skills such as writing in shorthand and typewriting along with him.

Jonathan had no wealth when he proposed, but an official degree with prospects (the same applies when they got married, except with added strain of the man of the house having a disability). Mina, as she says, has nothing to give him when they get married.

There is a contrast that can be seen here. A reason is likely why the suitors are so fiercely protective: they are older, experienced. They see two “babies”, all alone, inexperienced, in peril. They want to protect them! 

They are themselves grieving Lucy and Arthur also his father, they know the pain and they want to alleviate the younger ones’ grief for Lucy, Hawkins (then for Mina's fate). Despite the firm inheritance, we know the Harkers were still struggling due to Jonathan's disability (and Mina reports she’s been doing all the housework!), so the suitors put their money into helping them accomplish their goal.

Meanwhile, Mina, while young, has skills, hardiness, and knowledge not expected from her (hence the male brain comparisons by Van Helsing), and from that, she drives the action and this encourages the London group's further admiration towards her.

[myemuisemo]

What Was the Fair Lady's Game? (a brief Hound of the Baskervilles post-action fic)

This is for @penig who suggested in response to my last Baskervilles post that Beryl and Laura should go into business together. I was bored in a meeting and had an idea of how it would happen.

The chill fog of the moor crept into Beryl Baskerville’s heart, wrapped itself like cotton around its chambers, and dwelt there, casting gloom over the simplest activities.

Standing on the edge of Grimpen Mire, beside kindly Dr. Watson and the genuine Sherlock Holmes, she had laughed at the prospect of her husband consigning himself to a muddy grave through his own hubris. When the visitors had undone her bonds and pulled away the towels that stifled her breath, the night of the great disaster, she had felt as if she might float away without them. 

Now, the weight of widowhood pressed her into her cold, empty bed. She missed Rodger—or Jack, as she’d come to call him. If she thought of his sneering eyes, or his hand striking a blow against her skin, or the shrinking humiliation of allowing Henry Baskerville to court her, she could push aside that sentiment for an hour, or even a day.

It was the memory of Jack smiling when he courted her under the sweet flowers of her home country, of Jack promising fortune and happiness in England, that hollowed her soul. All these years, as her husband’s perfidy had revealed itself, she had lived with the hope that someday, he would be wealthy, he would be satisfied, he would be honest. Now Jack would never better himself. His body would rot in the mire while his soul burned in hell… and she would starve in England.

She forced herself to choke down food, to take her daily walk, to breathe air thick with dirt and despair, to read the correspondence with Jack’s solicitor. Dr. Mortimer, Dr. Watson, and Sherlock Holmes had put their heads together with the local constabulary to see that Jack was declared dead, so everything he had was now hers.

If she rented a room somewhere, if she lived frugally, it might be enough. She, who had been Maria Magdalena Garcia Montealegre, the belle of Cartago and San José, must look forward to a life of re-sewing her dresses inside out to get another use of the fabric!

The one thing she would not do is put on mourning for the man who had abused her. She would not forgo future security to buy widow’s weeds. Nobody here in Devon knew her to be a widow anyway. They knew her only as the sister of the man who’d murdered Sir Charles Baskerville, beloved of the village and the countryside.

Every afternoon, in the little morning room that some prior tenant had papered in cheerful pink flowers, she sat at the escritoire, took pen in hand, and tried to write to some relative who might take pity on her. Her family in Costa Rica had approved the match on the condition that Jack become a citizen and enter the family business. His promises had been lies. Her choice had been a disgrace. Even if her mother were soft-hearted, her grandfather might not be. Could she bear to read a letter telling her that she could never go home?

The solicitor had also given her the addresses of family in London, all connections of a maternal cousin who’d brought an Englishwoman home as his second wife. Watching weak sunshine right the fog as her tea grew cold next to a blank sheet of paper, Beryl could almost laugh at imagining how that letter would go.

Dear Distant Cousin I’ve Never Met,

You don’t know me, but we are related through my mother and your uncle-in-law, the deposed President of Costa Rica. He is long gone to California, but I am stuck here in England. The small matter of my English husband having stolen, embezzled, and committed murder has left me in straitened circumstances. However, there is some hope that my social disgrace has spread no further than Devon. 

I am fluent in Spanish and English. I can sew, play pianoforte, and dance moderately well. My math is passable and my manners, excellent. If offered a position as a companion or governess, I promise to be modest and discreet, as well as to educate your daughters on the foolishness of following a man without fully knowing his character.

Yours humbly.

It was no use, and she knew it. Yet every day, she trod the grim path of her routine, never letting her steps stray from safety. One or two steps into the deceptive sweet green grasses, and she would die the way the wild ponies did, only in grateful silence. Yet, she did not.

On the seventeenth day of pacing the prison that a failed marriage had penned her in, the ancient butler announced: “A person is at the door to see you, miss.”

Curiosity poked at her weariness. Even a farmer coming to complain that his sheep had done something stupid on her land would be a diversion, for a moment. “Send them in.”

He returned, a long moment later, not with the expected stumpy man in overalls, hat in hand, but with a woman. The stranger was neatly dressed in a sensible brown suit, with a spray of matching feathers in her hat. Beneath the hat were tidy golden-brown curls, large golden-brown eyes, a straight nose sprinkled with freckles, and an expression so somber that Beryl knew this could be only one person. 

“Laura Lyons.”

“The same. I do not mean to intrude on your grief—”

“And yet here you are, to gawk at the widow of the man you sought to wed.” Had good manners not forbade her from slapping this interloper, Beryl might have risen from her chair and done it. As the banked flame of her anger flared, she felt herself come to life with it.

“I’m here to see if I can be of help.”

“Your help would have been to refuse the advances of my husband.”

“He called you his sister. Can you imagine how it would go if, every time a man introduced a woman as his sister, we all assumed she must be his wife? It would be nothing but scandal.” Laura Lyons paused, tugging at her gloves. “I know more than I’d like to about scandal. It’s a tedious way to live.”

“You think so?” Beryl’s fingers itched to throw the ink well. The splatter of dark liquid would mark that immaculate suit to match its wearer’s soul.

“I know so.” This time, Laura Lyons’ irritatingly confident voice was interrupted by the reappearance of the aged retainer, laboring under a tray with a fresh teapot and a plate of depressing little biscuits.

The routine of pouring tea, redolent of jasmine and gun powder—a better tea than Beryl had been offered since that terrible day of reckoning—cast a strange glamor of respectability over this encounter with a woman she must surely hate. Amidst the niceties of offering milk and sugar, Laura Lyons seated herself in an arm chair, as comfortable as a cat on a cushion.

Abruptly, Beryl missed the cats in her old home. Orange striped, brown striped, and plain black, they used to wind around the ankles of her gentleman callers. When they’d given generous berth to handsome, pale Rodger Baskerville, she’d joked that even the cats respected him.

“You don’t wear black either,” she blurted.

“It would be conspicuous.” Laura Lyons peeled off her gloves to sip her tea. “When would I put it off? What is the proper mourning period for the man who would have been one’s husband, save that he was already married and also, in passing, a murderer?”

“Surely you English have an etiquette manual for that.”

“I have looked up proper forms of business letters in Hill’s Manual more times than I can count. The book is comprehensive, yet that specific matter is not covered. Did Mr. Holmes mention that I am the daughter of your neighbor, Mr. Frankland?”

Beryl blinked at a fact as seemingly irrelevant as whether there’d be partridge for dinner. “I don’t recall.”

“Right. It would seem the least of your worries. I married foolishly, was disowned, ran away from the man once I learned better, and have since endeavored to make my own way, as far from him as possible. Your brother—your husband—meant to help me with proving my own husband’s brutality and infidelity, so that I might be free of him. Had I known he—your husband—was cut from the same cloth, I would have counted myself lucky to have been tied by law to only one scoundrel.”

The neatness with which Laura Lyons wiped overflowing tears was so very English. Beryl would have wailed and torn her hair—except that she hadn’t, not in seventeen days since that single day of disaster. She had feared and fought so long that now, she felt both too exhausted to weep and too fragile to be sure she could stop weeping once she started.

“Why are you here?”

“I want to know if you can type.” When Beryl stared blankly, Laura Lyons flexed her fingers as if she were playing pianoforte. “On a typewriter. Typing.”

“I have never.”

“You could learn.” Laura Lyons leaned forward, her eyes bright. “If you’re left comfortably, pay me no mind. But Jack—your husband—always talked as if there was little money to hand. I mean no insult to you, but I would be surprised if he left you well-placed. Perhaps your family is kinder than mine about forgiving your choice of a husband. But if they are not, if you are concerned about your future, I’d like to offer you a partnership.”

A knot of stubbornness formed in Beryl’s throat. She forced tea past it. “A partnership. With my husband’s paramour?”

“Is that any more scandalous than being your husband’s wife?”

Beryl’s belly shrank within the confines of her corset. Her clothes had begun to hang loose, and now she felt as if her very skin would shrivel and leave her bones. “People will talk. His death must be all over Coombe Tracey.”

“The Barrymores can count on a free pint at the pub every time they tell the story of how they served dinner to a murderer. I pray they never learned my name or part in the matter, but—I cannot be sure. I wish to relocate to London.”

“And you think I will go with you?” There it was again—that weightless feeling. When Jack had dragged her to London, fearing to leave her in Devon, she had feigned distress at the noise and filth, but she had imagined, over and over, slipping into the crowds and never reappearing. In a city of over five million, it would be easy to lose herself.

“If you have somewhere better to go, perhaps you would have gone by now. Two women typists together can earn enough money to rent a respectable flat in London, particularly if we have the patronage of Mr. Holmes.”

“The patronage?”

“I propose to ask his help in setting up a typing bureau staffed by women of respectable appearance and behavior, who are escaping terrible marriages. Typists see all sorts of documents which might help him in his cases, and we are entrusted to the point of seeming invisible. If he will give us a little help at the beginning, we might do him a great deal of good in the end.”

Beryl met Laura Lyons’ level gaze. To fall in with this plan, she must rip off the last rags of her love for Jack. She could not put her trust in this woman while thinking daily of what Jack must have said to her, how Jack must have wooed her, whether Jack kissed one of them while his lips were still warm from the other. It would be an absolute ending to her marriage, more permanent than Jack’s plunge into the Grimpen Mire.

“How did you do it? How did you decide not to hate me?”

“After Mr. Holmes told me what Jack had done, I hated everyone, including myself. That was exhausting. On the fourth morning of putting cold compresses on my red eyes, so nobody would know I’d been weeping for a man with no conscience or morals, it struck me that not one of our problems would exist if Jack had possessed a single scruple or shred of decency.” 

Laura Lyons plucked a sad biscuit from the plate, looked it over, and set it on her saucer without taking a bite. “Perhaps it was that I’d scarcely slept or eaten for days, but feeling guilty because I’d believed a man who set out to be believable no longer made sense. By the same logic, I could not blame you for being deceived, nor for existing.”

“Jack chose to court you, knowing he was married.” Beryl said it as if she were reciting an English lesson to her long-ago governess. The cow stands under the tree. My aunt goes to the ball. My husband is a liar and a cad. Her hand in her lap clenched.

“I thought it miraculous. I had no hope of finding love again with an honorable man. In that, it turns out I was right.”

Beryl looked over her visitor again, slowly. Laura Lyons was a pretty woman, certainly, all burnished gold in coloring. She was poised, confident, professional—a creature of offices and shop counters, not the kind of butterfly Beryl herself had been raised to be. 

Laura set down her tea cup and lifted her chin. Her frank gaze now seemed less a challenge and more a vulnerability. Jack had seen that vulnerability and chosen to exploit it. He had taken the poise Beryl now envied—a woman able to make her own way in the world!—and twisted it to his own ends.

“I’ll do it,” Beryl said. Her deep breath cracked some bond that her rescuers had not seen nor unwound. “I’ll learn to type and go to London with you.”

She held out her hand to shake on the deal as she burst into tears.

#

There's an actual President of Costa Rica who has the surname I allocated Beryl from her mother. I gave her an entirely different Christian name because "Beryl" is positively not Spanish, and the nearest translation, "berilo," doesn't work as a girl's name.

The typing bureau is also inspired by Miss Climpson's typing bureau in the Lord Peter Wimsey mysteries.

Way back when I was seven or eight years old and read the Holmes stories for the first time, with mixed and spotty comprehension, I felt inspired to write a story about two teenage girls who lived upstairs from Holmes and Watson and had adventures. My mother got wind of this plan and was appalled at the idea of fanfic. While I've since written fic on other properties, I felt the time had come at last to do a little story where two women hatch a plan that could have them living upstairs from Holmes and Watson, while having adventures.

[eddsworld-the-masquerade]

Concept art for some minor but important characters that already made an appearance in the script! Since they don't have their own paragraphs on characters page I've put some notes (for both myself and u) and I'll describe them and what they mean a little more in text

Hellucard is Edd's personal solicitor (lawyer) but more importantly his ghoul. First created to make ends meet at the time when Edd needed that someone who knows loopholes in law, Edd eventually grew attached to him and his shiny teeth. Once he even said Hellucard was "the only one to truly understand him" (he denies he did though).

Over time Hellu learned all the things Edd couldn't be bothered to learn himself so he's a bit of a jack of all trades. He was also taught the basics of the Dementation discipline, which allows Hellu to confuse people's minds and stir their judgment in the direction he needs.

As time went on Hellu also began to adopt some of Edd's quirks, namely his weird attachment to glasses. Hellucard now has trouble seeing without his shades on (as if he had minus something and needed prescription glasses).

He seems very devoted. Must be some reason as to why he'd stay by Edd's side for so long.

Eira is Tord's younger sister. The two of them were pretty close, as is evident by her being the first person to appear in his memories (aka dream/nightmare sequences). They had the sweetest relationship which I'd love to explore ^^

Eira used to be the "preppy" kid with her circle of friends, however she feared her unconventional interests might scare the girls off. Even more so when the family moved to England. It's something she learned to overcome now in her 30s and looking back on her brother's advice.

Unfortunately the siblings' closeness also meant Tord's embrace/"disappearance" affected them both greatly. She's trying to move on after 10 whole years (by now it's safe to assume he's dead), but it's also safe to say the event changed her forever.

She stayed in London to support their father (at least she was able to get herself her dream job hahah). And now that Tord is back in town, well...this could lead to something...👀

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[esteemed-excellency]

OC Backstory:

Hiram Howell Hastings Hargrave of Holmwood Hall, Hell's Host (my username is hhhhhhhh and I wanted to keep the H alliteration in the character's name lol)

31/10/1837: Hiram is the only child in an upper middle class family of solicitors, he inherits the family house and business.

1850s: he's an ambitious student and he soon manages to make contacts in the proper upper class, trying to consolidate the family's name.

1857-59: after a few years of law studies he travels to Europe, touring the German Confederation, France, Austria, and a few italian cities.

14/02/1862: London Falls and he falls with it. His family's house is destroyed and all their belongings are lost in the Fall. His parents and a lot of his realtives and friends don't survive. [Mask of the Rose plot ensues]

Early 1860s: he tries to get back into the fancy life resuming the upper class contacts and establishing a criminal activity on the side to get a lot of other much more productive contacts around the city. After some years he gets arrested and ends up in New Newgate, losing everything again. [Fallen London game starting point]

He manages to escape from New Newgate and get all his fancy stuff back, including a brand new Handsome Townhouse. He doesn't care about the means he's using to fulfill his goals anymore, and he becomes a well respected citizen with his hands fully occupied by the criminal business. He gets into spirifage, smuggling souls across the underzee with the help of Captain Francis Morgan (@thunder-threnodies).

Late 1860s: he starts investigating the Neath's secrets, studying the Correspondence and getting involved with Parabola and the War of Illusion, siding with The Glass.

He doesn't mind getting his hands dirty, some Laudanum might be needed to keep the nightmares at bay but he's doing mighty fine in the businesses of being a terrible person and a successful citizen.

1867: He focuses a bit too much on the Correspondence until a sigil ignites in his face. He spends almost an entire year completely blind, struggling with nightmares, migraines, and flashbacks. He recieves help from Francis Morgan, now a dear friend, but they sail away just after a few months.

1869: as soon as he regains sight, he gets back into business. He's always on the lookout for something more to find out and to collect around the city, and some times after the Campaign of '68, when devils are integrated into the city life and part of his social circle too, he gets close with them. He first learns about the Marvellous.

High society gets him more contacts within The Shuttered Palace and The Parthenaeum. Thanks to his business in Parabola he first hears of The Great Game. Some more Laudanum might be needed to keep the nightmares at bay, but being a Person of Some Importance has it perks: the Masters are now close business contacts (shady business? solicitor advice? great game? 1000 bottles of wine? you name it).

1870: he partakes in an Abstraction and loses his soul, not very much feeling the need for it anyway.

Early 1870s: doing mighty fine without a soul and with his emotions much less troublesome now, inconvenient things as they were, he manages to become a Midnighter with his very own agents. The criminal business is doing better than ever and the rumours about it are sedated with a good dose of mithridacy on his newspaper.

Late 1870s: Still thinking about the Marvellous and wanting to find out his Heart's Desire he starts to gather informations and to find other players for the game from the late 1870s. The search for informations takes him all around the zee.

Being the proud owner of a well renown laboratory at the Benthic College, he delves into Red Science. Some copious quantities of Laudanum might now be needed to keep the nightmares at bay, but his affairs have never been better.

14/04/1882: he wins the Marvellous, and confronted by the fact that he has to state his Heart's Desire and not just be handed whatever he was looking for, he realises that some skewed emotions and the relentless need to look for something more are in fact not enough to define what that something could even be. Somehow baffled and a little worried he asks for more Time, and the Masters, outraged and a little worried themselves, have to concede exactly that. A reckoning can indeed be postponed.

Thanks to a steady supply of Peach Brandy, courtesy of owning a Leasehold on All of London, and more Red Science, his Time isn't going anywhere and in the passing years life is just as interesting. Laudanum isn't needed anymore, but it's something of an acquired taste.

Late 1880s: he starts planning his own Tragedy Procedures, trying to secure a future for London, learning to forge Laws and Treacheries with Hell, and opposing more actively the White faction in the Great Game.

1885: he meets Francis Morgan again, now known as Captain Dargor. They agree to resume the old smuggling business together.

1899 (the first and the second):  He becomes a member of the Board of Directors of the Great Hellbound Railway, expanding his business into the Hinterlands.

After the Starved War, he marries Captain Dargor (their relationship's timeline can be found here)

1899 (the current one): The GHR is completed. His business in the Hinterlands and the City of the Tracklayers is better than ever.

He focuses his efforts in the Great Game and the Chessboard, becoming the Champion of the Red Court. There's still much to be done, but his plans are coming together.

[ukrfeminism]

2 minute read

TW: femicide.

A dangerous sexual predator who brutally beat to death aspiring lawyer Zara Aleena as she walked home alone from a night out with friends has admitted murder.

Jordan McSweeney, 29, trailed Ms Aleena through the streets at night before launching a ferocious attack, sexually assaulting her, and leaving her to die on the driveway of a home in Ilford, northeast London.

McSweeney, a heavily convicted criminal, carried out the attack in the early hours of June 26, just nine days after he had been set free from prison.

The “savage and brutal attack” on Ms Aleena, 35, was caught on terrifying CCTV, while McSweeney had been seen following a series of other women earlier in the evening before selecting Ms Aleena as his victim.

At the Old Bailey on Friday, he pleaded guilty to murder and sexual assault, and now faces a life sentence. The guilty plea follows a series of aborted court hearings when McSweeney had avoided psychological assessments, refused to leave his prison cell, and was suspected of attempting to disrupt court proceedings.

Mrs Justice Cheema Grubb adjourned sentencing to December 14, when members of Ms Aleena’s family will outline the impact of the murder on them.

In the days following her murder, her family paid tribute to Ms Aleena as a “joy to all of us” who had set her sights on becoming a lawyer at the age of five.

“Zara was friendly, she was everybody’s friend. She was everybody’s daughter, everybody’s niece, everybody’s sister, everybody’s cousin. She was pure of heart.”

Referencing the murders of Sarah Everard and Sabina Nessa, the family said Ms Aleena “walked everywhere” and “believed that a woman should be able to walk home”. 

“Sadly, Zara is not the only one who has had her life taken at the hands of a stranger. We all know women should be safe on our streets. She was in the heart of her community, ten minutes from home”, they said. “In a savage, sickening, act she was murdered by a stranger.”

At an earlier hearing, prosecutor Oliver Glasgow KC said the attack happened at around 2.45am when Ms Aleena was minutes away from reaching her home following a night out with friends.

He said McSweeney caused the “violent death of Zara Aleena who was attacked in the early hours of the morning of June 26”, saying she was “a lone female late at night making her way home, a woman who stood no chance”. 

“Emergency services were called after her body was discovered in a driveway on Cranbrook Road.

“She was bleeding, struggling to breathe, and had clearly sustained serious head injuries. She was also partially naked.

“The injuries she had sustained at the hands of this defendant were so severe that nothing could be done to save her.”

Ms Aleena studied law at the University of Westminster and she had recently completed a Legal Practice Course to be able to practise as a solicitor. Introducing the evidence, Mr Glasgow said: “Eyewitnesses and CCTV directly links this defendant to the savage and brutal attack on Zara Aleena.

“In the early hours, he was following and observing a number of different women. He was obviously interested in them and their movements. Tragically, for Zara Aleena, it was her on whom he became fixated.

“He is seen on CCTV to set about her on the ground. He is seen kicking and stamping repeatedly on her body.

“When the body was discovered, she was clearly already fatally wounded as a result of the onslaught.”

The court heard McSweeney was tracked to a caravan when police officers discovered a bag of blood-stained clothing and shoes.

His fingerprint was also found in blood at the scene of the attack. 

The killer, from Dagenham, refused to speak in his police interview and repeatedly refused to leave his prison cell as court proceedings progressed.

When his barrister asked for a further delay to proceedings, the judge replied: “The defendant has now had three opportunities to meet with the psychologist and he hasn’t attended on any of them. He hasn’t attended today, and I am not prepared to put the case over until November.”

The court heard he made threats to police officers after his arrest and claims to suffer from ADHD and a split personality disorder.

McSweeney has 28 convictions for 69 offences, including for assaults on police officers and members of the public.

He was released from prison on June 17, 2022, after serving his latest sentence for burglary and theft of a motor vehicle.