Camilla Cavendish
The Times January 12, 2006
Innocent but presumed guilty
Camilla Cavendish
How many homes are broken by the closed and secretive family courts?
Frighteningly, we don't know
THE 1990 ROCHDALE abuse scandal, brilliantly documented last night
in Real Story on BBC One, is one of the most extreme in the lexicon
of social service disasters. One minute a little boy is telling
ghost stories, the next he finds himself in care amid rumours
of satanic abuse. Even when a judge throws out the case, he is
kept in care for ten more years, because the social workers change
their story and claim that his parents are unfit.
We all hope that things have changed since then. But the almost
complete censorship of what goes on in the world of “child
protection” makes it impossible to know even how many cases
go through the family courts. And 15 years on, the BBC’s
court battle to identify the Rochdale social workers shows that
the professionals still close ranks just as they always did.
The full Rochdale story is only being told because the children
are now over 16 and are free to cry out against the social workers
who refused to tell them why they were in care, or why they could
see their parents for only an hour a month. Rochdale Council claimed
that the social workers could not be named because to do so would
hurt the children. The mantra of “child privacy” was
used to protect the professionals. Now that the children have
gone public, the council argues that the BBC is wrong to broadcast
something that might put people off social work. Right.
To acknowledge that decent people make mistakes, as the Rochdale
judge did in 1991, is not to “demonise” social workers.
It is to lessen the likelihood of miscarriages of justice that
tear innocent families apart. Family courts, which operate in
camera, generally have a lower standard of proof than criminal
courts, because they cannot send people to jail. But to lose your
children, and for them to lose you, is a life sentence of another
kind.
In the past year I have been approached by several parents who
have had children taken away. Even those who managed to get them
back are still too frightened to talk publicly. They describe
what it is like to find yourself on the other side of a one-way
mirror, innocent but presumed guilty, by professionals who are
almost completely unaccountable. Your instinct is to cry for help,
but you are told that talking to anyone could jeopardise your
case. It is impossible for me to judge the merit of these cases,
since I am not permitted to read the legal papers. Even if I could,
I suspect that not all would be clear-cut.
The courts struggle daily to weave solid judgments from the strands
of frayed, imperfect relationships. But what is unbearable is
the bewilderment and helplessness of parents who can be plunged
overnight into a world of acronyms, key workers, guardians, counsellors,
summonses, complex reports and, for many, an ever-changing cast
of legal aid solicitors who are always rushing to the next case.
A mother (I shall call her Sarah) entered this world voluntarily,
when she began to suspect that her daughter was being abused by
her former parter, father of the girl. She approached social services
for help. But they ended up taking her daughter away from her,
and placing her with the very man she had accused. I have heard
only her side of the extraordinary story. The expert psychiatrist
appointed by the court decided that Sarah had coached her daughter
to make false allegations — something that is not unknown.
But he did so without ever having met Sarah, her daughter or the
boyfriend her daughter accused. He never appeared in court to
be cross-examined. He merely watched the police video of her daughter’s
interview and posted his report. Yet the judge apparently considered
this a sufficient basis on which to take Sarah’s daughter
away.
The business of interviewing young children about abuse allegations
is an extremely delicate one. It has become more sophisticated
since Daniel dreamt about ghosts in Rochdale in 1990. Children
are rarely put through more than two interviews at most, to spare
them the trauma and to lessen the likelihood of embellishment.
The language they use is analysed to see, for example, whether
the words they use are too mature for their age and likely to
have been suggested to them. But in the end professionals have
to make notoriously tricky judgments. And they are not always
right.
Sarah is now desperate. She believes her daughter is living with
an abuser. Sarah has been offered no counselling, though that
would surely be a logical outcome of the court’s conclusion.
She communicates with her daughter only by postcards, some of
which have been returned by social workers as unsuitable. In a
situation that would make me physically sick with fury and fear,
she still does not look like the unstable liar she is accused
of being.
It is not surprising that a judge would rely upon an expert that
they knew. But insulating child protection professionals so completely
does increase the likelihood that they will sometimes reinforce
in one another a mistaken view. The veil of secrecy also spawns
a host of rumours. I know mothers who have not taken their child
to A&E after a minor accident, for fear of some spurious allegation
being made against them. I know mothers who have stopped themselves
admitting the extent of their post-natal depression, when they
saw a certain look in the doctor's eye.
The media has been kept out of the family justice system to stop
prying eyes making delicate situations even messier. But the secrecy
is too complete. In 2004 Mr Justice Munby said: “We cannot
afford to proceed on the blinkered assumption that there have
been no miscarriages of justice in the family justice system.
This is something that has to be addressed with honesty and candour
if the family justice system is not to suffer further loss of
public confidence.”
Allowing journalists into family courts, even on a restricted
reporting basis, could make both sides more honest. It could give
the innocent a chance to cry for help and be heard. The media
must keep its mouth shut much of the time but we should let it
keep its eyes open, not only to what happened 15 years ago, but
also to what may be happening today.
camilla.cavendish@thetimes.co.uk