War (of the Roses) – What Is It Good For?
The release of a new film has sparked a wave of commentary from the press and family lawyers alike. It shows that bloody mindedness and divorce are a timeless combination. Contains spoilers!
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A Divorce, Gaslighting, Lack of Transparency, and a Port
Emma Brunning and Dharshica Thanarajasingham (with Alexander Thorpe KC and Saima Younis) represented the wife in TF v SF [2025] EWHC 1959 (Fam). The judge had to untangle a web of hidden assets, misleading disclosures and a multi-million-pound port deal to determine a fair financial settlement.
Flo, FI v DO and the Future: Dogs on Divorce
Flo
Meet Flo. She is my Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. I know I am biased, but she is beautiful and is a key member of my family. I bought her with my very first pay cheque from my work as a barrister and she has been with me ever since.
When the Wife Becomes a Widow: The Effect of Death on Financial Provision Claims
‘In this world, nothing can be certain except death and taxes.’ So Benjamin Franklin is said to have written to Jean-Baptiste Le Roy. Taxes and their impact are usually closer to the front of the minds of those going through divorce or a dissolution of a civil partnership, but occasionally
Of Dogs and Divorce
Of dogs and divorce: why treating pets as chattels is an anachronism.
This is Ernest, our beloved English bull terrier. According to English law he has the same status as the chaise longue upon which he is performing his Kate Winslet impersonation. How can this be right? How can he
The Lord Chancellor v 79 Divorced Couples: A Pirate’s Tale
At the end of term, the High Court handed down judgment in a challenging case, whose solution lay in the application of a much-forgotten 53-year-old judgment of the ‘pirate-like’ Sir Jocelyn Simon P to seemingly irresolvable issues caused by errors in the digitalisation of the divorce process.
Digitalisation
Taking a
A Divorced Christmas Carol: A Story of Reflection and Change
A reworking of a well-known classic
Carol’s marriage was dead. You will therefore permit me to repeat, emphatically, that Carol’s marriage was as dead as a door-nail.
Carol lay awake in bed alone on a chilly December night, staring up at the dark ceiling, feeling the weight of