Gerard Baden-Clay DAY 2 Pre-Trial Hearing 4th February, 2014

Pre-Trial Hearing – Tuesday, 4th February, 2014 at 10:00am

Allison Baden-Clay

A relationship counsellor has given evidence at the second day of the Brisbane pre-trial hearing for accused wife murderer Gerard Baden-Clay.

Baden-Clay has pleaded not guilty to killing his 43-year-old wife Allison in April 2012 and interfering with her corpse.

Her body was found under the Kholo Creek Bridge at Anstead, 10 days after she disappeared from the family home at nearby Brookfield.

Carmel Ritchie from Relationships Australia told today’s hearing that saw Mrs Baden-Clay a month earlier.

Ms Ritchie told the Supreme Court that the mother of three told her she had taken an anti-malarial tablet during her honeymoon that had caused psychotic episodes, depression and panic attacks.

She said Mrs Baden-Clay was “over the moon” that her husband had agreed to come to her second counselling session in April, three days before she disappeared.

Ms Ritchie also said Mrs Baden-Clay spoke of her husband’s affair with an employee, how she had confronted him when she found out, and that he was now honest and taking responsibility.

Ms Ritchie also spoke of a separate counselling session with Gerard Baden-Clay where they discussed his affair with an employee.

He told her Allison did not trust him, she questioned him, she said yes when she meant no.

Baden-Clay, a former real estate agent, is due to face trial in June.


302 thoughts on “Gerard Baden-Clay DAY 2 Pre-Trial Hearing 4th February, 2014

  1. Hi folks 🙂 Was just having a look through bail hearing docs stored on Websleuths. I came across a statement I hadn’t read by Constable Kellie Thomson (sorry, prob need a login to view)

    4 things that caught my attention, thought I’d re-hash if anyone knows:

    (Item #10)
    Con Thomson states she took possession of a note she found on dining table @ Brookfield residence that appeared to be written in a child’s handwriting. GBC advised that it had been written by young S on THAT MORNING.

    The same table also had “a number” of Suncorp credit cards scattered across it.


    (Item #17)
    11:43am GBC handed his phone to Constable Thomson to try the ‘find my friends app’. At that time a ‘nil service’ message popped up on screen ‘location not available’.
    (Item #23)
    1:09pm Constable Thomson asked GBC if she could try the Find My Friends search again on his phone. The phoned searched for 10+secs and came up with a result of 150m from back of the house (61 Boscombe Road).


    (Item #45)
    On 22 April Constable Thomson was advised of a single vehicle traffic accident at Indooroopilly Shopping Centre. At this time I saw a blue 4wd bearing QLD plates 105KGU had crashed into a bollard.


    (Item #62)
    At about 10:23am Constable Thomson searched main bedroom cupboard & noted shoes present; brown pair of leather sandals, pair of Adidas runners, Puma football boots (in box) and a pair of ASICS RUNNERS SIZE 10 1/2 COVERED IN MUD.


  2. The shoes especially got my attention Tishy. If I may survey the males among us…. putting a pair of muddy shoes in the bedroom cupboard – is this something you might do? No shame if the answer is yes (lol) I’m just curious. In my household that wouldn’t go down too well & we are a somewhat messy mob. Things get stashed in weird & wonderful places before visitors arrive – but muddy shoes would be out the front/back door. This seems out of place to me.

    The odds of having them stolen from front door @ Brookfield, in that condition, would be slim. It was raining around that time, but looking at the BC house there was undercover protection available outside the front & back doors, as well as underneath the house where a pair of muddy shoes could be kicked off before heading upstairs.

    Would GBC be THAT stupid to keep any incriminating footwear? Could lack of sleep have made his thought processes similar to that of someone under the influence I wonder? I’ve heard that comparison made in road safety campaigns. The scattering of Zoloft packets was over the top I thought, but to a person feeling groggy it may have seemed rather clever… it reminds me of a hungover teenager madly trying to clean up evidence of a party before mum & dad get home (& leaving bin full of bottles).


    • Dear Spy Hop,

      Put it this way, the people whom I know who live in the very community minded Brookfield, generally speaking, feel pretty secure with leaving their belongings out, belongings that are worth much more than a pair of shoes.


  3. I think your hungover teenager comparison is probably a bit….kind.
    It might be simply that he’s downright thick. The Dullard Son?


  4. Were Mr Tishy to place a set of muddy shoes in the closet, he would likely be VERY unpopular. I might even raise my voice at him.
    Their presence might also signify that the person who placed them there wasn’t worried about getting yelled at by their (missing) Wife…..


    • lol Tishy! “Might even raise my voice” Very good point – could’ve not been worried about someone having a problem with it.

      NBC. This man & his stiff upper lip seemingly considers himself a man of good character (with an over inflated sense of self-importance if you ask me). Demanding gov’t resources, demanding to see his son at Indooroopilly Police Station.

      We see his little gold badge sparkling away at ABC’s funeral – probably something Scout-ish just in case anyone had trouble recognizing him. The personalised plates. Considers himself a conservationist, at the same time decorating his abode with the skulls of hunted animals. The proud adopted Aussie with flag flapping in breeze. The 5 things I interpret as “Look at me, look at me”. Hell, is there anything this guy can’t do – he’ll even sit down & help you (‘facilitate’) work through your marital problems. Awwww. On ya Nige.

      To the best of my knowledge NBC was a no-show at the search HQ. Retired man, lives not far away…. but didn’t go for a quick drive over to show grounds during search for Allison to lend support, check progress & for God’s sake TALK TO MR & MRS DICKIE??!! Down the track…. plenty of time spare to go grandstanding at new Kholo memorial, plenty of time for a park, gaze & listen on Rafting Ground Rd/Winrock St, plenty of time to waltz through school grounds instead of reporting directly to office. Plenty of time to pack up all of GBC’s crap. There was even a stolen moment for a garage pash.

      No time available though to attend any fundraisers in support of the BC children.
      No time spare to sit & realise that it was their own actions (rather, in-actions) that were making themselves look like rotten sods (showing restraint there), instead of the ‘grieving victims’ they saw themselves as.

      Honey, string me up that punching bag again. Mrs Spy Hop is likely going to need it during trial!


    • BTW…. I’ve booked a holiday for later in the year & would you believe not a single gov’t dept or agency has come forward to offer a house sitter. It’s a blimming outrage.

      OK… Spy Hop has to work today. I’ll stop putting my beak all over your screens! lol


      • I probably shouldn’t be so hard on poor old Nigel. We all suffer under the grip of disappointment and devastation at times in life. Just last week I was at my local swimming pool. After giving it my all in a half lap I decided I needed an icy pole, a red one. But there were no red ones left and I had to have lemonade instead. So Nigel, I can fully relate to your troubles. There, there.

        (Apologies to those who don’t quite understand my warped sense of humour).

        Right – I’m supposed to be working …. can’t – help – self!


        • Ahh Spy Hop , so it was you ….

          A little bird told me about an ol scoutmaster in training who swam 69 laps and also decided an icy pole would be a treat ,so he dipped his well trained hand into his budgie smugglers to retrieve a few shekels only to be told the only thing left was a ‘gay time’ … shocked he was seen leaving muttering something about ” I should’ve closed the roller door , now they think i’ll pash anyone ” …. his head was still shaking as he drove off in his Skullmobile adorned with a bumper sticker stating ‘The Caterpillar Did It’.


          • Spyhop, Perhaps you might ask for a wee loan say $300,000 or $400,000 whilst you are communicating with him. Loan to be unsecured of course.
            Please let me know how you get on BTW. I might be next in line. Have bottle of wine ready for present, if necessary.


  5. Thanks Spyhop for your very good post 4 June at 2.01pm. Somehow or other I missed that entire statement of Kellie Thompson.
    The whole statement appears loaded.
    Agree completely about the muddy shoes found in the bedroom cupboard. Size 10 1/2 Asics covered in mud.
    One wonders who wears size 10 1/2? And from whence did the mud come? And WHO would put shoes covered in mud away in a cupboard?
    Shoes covered in mud and inside any house does not abode well in any household.
    But in a cupboard???

    Paragraph 23 is also interesting. Kelli Thompson wanted to try and locate Allison’s phone using the application called find my friends using GBC’S phone.
    It took a good 10 seconds with GBC standing beside. Kellie Thompson then observed a blue dot on the screen indicating where Allison’s phone was.
    Kelie Thompson said “It looks like its only about 150metres behind your property.
    When Kellie Thompson zoomed in on the screen it showed that Allison’s phone was in the rear of 61 Boscombe Road Brookfield.
    This all happened after 1.09pm 20 April.
    Less than 24 hours later it was impossible to locate Allison’s phone.
    And GBC had handed in a razor wrapped in plastic.

    Paragraph 9 says that about 10.04am whilst seated at the kitchen table, the facial scratches were observed. These were moist with fluid in the blood. Defendant on numerous occasions was pushing his fingers up against the scratches on his cheek.

    The entire statement is interesting, there being a number of people who “told me something”
    Kellie Thompson’s words.


  6. There’s a new page set up on the home page under ‘Main Page for Overview’ which links to the start of the trial on 10th June, which perhaps we can all post to next week. I’m sure we’re in for a very interesting ride indeed, and will find out many facts during the four or five weeks of the trial of which we’ve not been previously aware. And not a moment too soon as it’s been a long two years!

    It’s interesting to read in this Brisbane Time article on 30th May that the day after Allison’s disappearance, ‘internally’ the QPS treated it as a homicide. I found reading that Allison set goals really poignant, and that her primary goal was to keep her children happy. The three girls are the most tragic part of this, no matter what the outcome of the trial, they have lost a loving mother forever. Here is the article:

    “Allison Baden-Clay kept a book of goals.
    If she wanted to lose weight, she would write it down and in dot-point form detail how she was going to achieve it.
    Yet, on the first page was her utmost priority: to make her children happy.

    She was a suburban mum, running her three young girls to ballet classes, working behind the tuckshop counter on the first Tuesday of every month and singing Away in a Manger as she tucked her children into bed each night.

    Home was a cute blue and white weatherboard cottage nestled in the affluent Brisbane hamlet of Brookfield, characterised by its leafy streets and acreage properties just 14 kilometres west of the CBD.
    Her husband – Gerard Baden-Clay – was selling luxury properties in the suburb, leading the local chamber of commerce and spruiking the secrets to success to groups of high school students.

    Mrs Baden-Clay led what seemed to be an idyllic white-picket-fence-life, but her ending was far from fairy tale.
    There are criminal cases we know, those etched in Queenslanders’ memories with a name.
    The latest is that of GBC.
    The three letters are murmured among friends across restaurant tables, colleagues walking along Adelaide Street and mothers on the morning school-run.
    The letters are an acronym for Gerard Baden-Clay, who is charged with his wife’s murder.
    The former principal real estate agent, who prided himself on his lineage as the great-grandson of famed Scouts founder Robert Baden-Powell, is scheduled to face trial in the Supreme Court in 11 days.
    Mr Baden-Clay will plead not guilty.
    The members of the jury may be quizzed to detect potential bias – as were the jurors in the trial of Bundaberg surgeon Jayant Patel – such is the nature of the murder case which has captivated a city and a state.
    At the heart of the case, however, is a woman who, like any other, was dealing with the day-to-day challenges of motherhood and marriage when her life was cut short, allegedly at the hands of the man she loved.
    On April 30, 2012 she was found dead – her remains lying on the muddied banks of Kholo Creek.
    The discovery ended a 10-day search for the 43-year-old mother of three.
    Mrs Baden-Clay was reported missing from her home about 7.30am on Friday April 20, 2012.
    Within hours, Brookfield was crawling with police searching for Mrs Baden-Clay, scouring nearby bushland and knocking on the doors of her neighbours to ask if they had seen a middle-aged woman with a fair complexion and brown hair.
    At first it was just a missing person case.
    But Mrs Baden-Clay’s parents Geoff and Priscilla Dickie would later tell media they knew “something was wrong” from the beginning.
    The following day, the matter had escalated. Internally, police were already preparing to mount a homicide investigation.
    The sky was buzzing with helicopters, the suburb swarming with orange-clad State Emergency Service volunteers and the Brookfield Showgrounds converted to a makeshift police command centre. Fire fighters braved decades-old disused mine shafts, while police on horseback searched mountainous forest in the southern region of the D-Aguilar National Park.
    Criminologist Janet Ransley from Griffith University said the prolonged search for Mrs Baden-Clay – the not knowing whether she was dead or alive – captured the attention of the wider public and sent the rumour mill swirling.
    “The obvious parallel is the Jill Meagher case in Melbourne,” Associate Professor Ransley says.
    “Uncertainty about what happened to the person raises community concern.”
    However, entrenching the case in the public psyche was Mrs Baden-Clay herself: the middle-aged mother from a well-to-do suburb whose friends called her “Al” and spoke of her infectious laugh and selfless actions.
    “Some victims might be associated with drug use, they might be associated with a criminal activity – it seems easier to distance ourselves from them,” Associate Professor Ransley says.
    “But in this case, the alleged victim seemed more like us, more like the people in the community who were talking about her.”
    Few crimes have grabbed the attention of Brisbane as much as the alleged murder of Mrs Baden-Clay. It is easier for us to believe that bad things don’t happen to nice people; harder for us to accept that nice people can get killed through no fault of their own. Because that makes us all vulnerable.
    Mrs Baden-Clay was born at Corinda Private Hospital on July 1, 1968 – the second child, between older sister Vanessa and younger brother Ashley.
    She was in ballet shoes by age four – a passion that would remain with her for the rest of her days.
    Her funeral on May 11, 2012 heard of a boisterous child from the working-class suburb of Redbank who grew to become the vice captain of Ipswich Girls Grammar School. By age 25, she was standing wide-eyed with big hair on the stage of the Mayfair Crest Hotel as Miss Brisbane 1994. At the time, she listed her hobbies and interests as theatre, dance, travel and foreign languages. In fact, she spoke five foreign languages fluently; Danish, Swedish, French, German and Japanese.
    She met Gerard Baden-Clay when they were both working for Flight Centre; she was the head of human resources, while he worked in the Toombul office. They married in 1997 at St Mary’s Anglican Church in Kangaroo Point.
    By age 30, Mrs Baden-Clay had been appointed the airline’s global human resources manager, responsible for more than 3000 employees in six countries.
    The couple settled in London for about a year, but the corporate go-getter stepped out of the work force to be a stay-at-home mother when they returned to Brisbane.
    Mr Baden-Clay was arrested two months after his wife’s disappearance and charged with one count each of murder and unlawfully interfering with a corpse.
    Throughout his trial, which has been set down for five weeks in Court 11 of the Supreme Court, seasoned Crown prosecutors Todd Fuller QC and Danny Boyle will attempt to unveil – or at least suggest – what happened during Mrs Baden-Clay’s final hours.
    Mr Baden-Clay will be represented by high-profile defence lawyers Peter Shields and Michael Byrne QC.
    After their son-in-law’s arrest, a close friend of Mr and Mrs Dickie told media the family was relieved somebody had been apprehended, but was “a long way from achieving closure”.
    The trial before Justice John Byrne will begin at 10am on June 10.”


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