Jedward filmed a Britney Spears-inspired music video from the Irish High Court

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Pop duo had been there to settle £550,000 merchandising dispute

Irish pop singers John and Edward Grimes (Jedward) have adopted their own unique approach to combating the tedium that often comes with complex commercial disputes.

The bleach blonde duo were, until last week, locked in a €625,000 (£552,440) merchandising dispute with Irish businessman PJ Noonan.

Noonan had claimed, among other things, that the singers had agreed to reimburse costs he had incurred relating to the development of Jedward-branded goodies, including boardgames and wristbands. The case, which reached Ireland’s High Court in Dublin last week, eventually settled for an undisclosed sum.

However, it would appear Jedward weren’t all that fazed by their legal woes.

A video (embedded below) — posted on Twitter — suggests the pair spent time wandering the corridors and outdoor spaces of the Irish court lip-syncing pop songs.

The video’s track list begins with Piece of Me and Stronger by Britney Spears, an artist Jedward have performed with in the past. After moving on to Kanye West’s Stronger, the duo then punted for Survivor’s Eye of the Tiger, before finishing with Ed Sheeran’s number one hit Galway Girl.

However, could Jedward’s amusing antics land them in hot water? Legal Cheek understands that in Ireland, the position on filming while on court grounds is a bit vague — though there are no statutory laws prohibiting filming, judges could impose penalties for contempt. A spokeperson for the court told the Irish Sun that such behaviour is “strongly discouraged”.

The video isn’t the only hilarious by-product of the former X Factor contestants’ recent stint in court. Last week, Legal Cheek couldn’t resist sharing a photograph of Jedward posing alongside their barrister, Desmond Murphy.

He looks absolutely thrilled.

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Who? Never Heard.


Mr Micky

I second that.

Who is Jedward?



“The video isn’t the only hilarious by-product of the former X Factor contestants’ recent stint in court”.
Hilarious? Tommy mate, you need to get out more.



If Tumbleweed Tom finds it “hilarious” it’s going to be about as funny as a hernia



The horror



Just when you thought Legal Cheek couldn’t get any more desperate for content …



Another dire story by Legal Cheek. What a surprise.



Oh Tom, is this really what you pictured your career would be…



It’s not a route into journalism. It’s tragic.

Walk out the door, today.



Tom, show some bottle.

Stand up for yourself.

Be a man.

Tell Alex to go fvck himself.

Walk out the door.

Thank me later.

(Don’t forget the hat.)


Hoppy the “don't do stuff that might irritate your inner ear” badger.

That’s enough on the attacking of poor Tommy. He’s doing his best trying to make it in thee rat race called life, and if he can have at least one person look him in the eye and say “you done good, old boy.” Then all this means something.



I feel a bit sorry for poor Tommy too but humour just isn’t his thing. The guy tries but doesn’t have a funny bone in him. Would be best for all if he didn’t try to do funny content. It’s got too cringey now, like watching a geography teacher doing gangnam style at a school disco.


There’s nothing more painful than someone who thinks they’re funny, when they’re not.
Sorry Tom.

Frustrated Writer

Alex and his lawyer arrived at Legal Week a few minutes late. The receptionist looked them up and down. She noticed Alex Wade first as he was dressed very oddly, his body crammed uncomfortably into a black suit. Its life serving as a tuxedo was betrayed by the flamboyant silk lapels the jacket displayed, along with the matching silk stripes down the trouser legs, which hung almost a full half inch above the black, scuffed, trainers Alex Wade wore. It was the other Alex though that caught her attention the most. On giving her his name, the receptionist instinctively slightly recoiled. The name rang a bell. She instantly recalled the horror stories that had been passed to her by her predecessor, and her predecessor before her, about this former employee, almost in the manner of ancient folk lore passed down the generations. Now to ‘Aldridge’ was a verb in Legal Week office circles, whispered guardedly under one’s breath.

Waiting in the plush reception, Alex tried his best to look nonchalant, picking up a copy of the Times and flipping through it casually as he waited. He could have done without the impromptu clothes shopping trip, the suit Alex Wade wore was the only one they could find in the dusty charity shop, and Alex had to put the cost across three different credit cards. But at least the other Alex looked a little more presentable now. Also, Alex reflected, the trauma of getting him to change out of his surfer clothes would stand him in good stead should he have teenage kids one day.

Hearing approaching footsteps, Alex looked up to see Ed rounding the corner towards him. It was a welcome sight. Alex felt liking hugging his old friend, but settled instead for a hand shake. After exchanging greetings, Ed shot Alex Wade a puzzled look. “Who’ve you brought, Alex?”

Alex tried not to roll his eyes. He had to introduce the dead weight that was his lawyer, and get it out of the way. “Ed, this is Alex Wade, my solicitor”, he said, sticking a raised thumb in his direction. He didn’t bother looking at the other Alex. Ed nodded acknowledgment at the lawyer, who looked more nervous than his client, a fish truly out of its water.

Ed looked back to Alex. “Let me show you through, they’re all waiting”.

The Legal Cheek team followed Ed through the corridor, arriving in an anteroom outside a conference room. They were greeted by the aroma of coffee emanating from a small table at the side of the room, where there were two overflowing trays of bacon rolls, fruit, and mini yoghurts. Alex eyed the food ravenously, weighing his professional pride against his hunger for the feast.

Ed paused by the door. “You gents can help yourself if you like” he said, waving a hand at the table. Before he had finished his sentence, both men had already grabbed a plate and were tucking in like homeless people at an unattended soup kitchen.

With full plates, Alex and Alex Wade entered the large conference room. The opposite wall was all glass, affording a panoramic view across the City roof tops. The room was dominated by a large oak table, which could easily accommodate twenty people, but today only five were seated at one end. Ed ushered Alex towards the head of the table, where a stocky woman was seated. She was around 50, had short auburn hair and was dressed for battle, her suit jacket being equipped with shoulder pads that wouldn’t have looked out of place in the 1980s.

Balancing his overflowing plate in his left hand, Alex offered his right to the woman. He knew instantly from the change in Ed’s body language that she was important.

The woman stood and gripped Alex’s hand firmly. “Alex, nice to meet you. I’m Lisa Willis. I’m the editor here” she spoke confidently and assertively, befitting her position. “I’d always wondered what you looked like. I’ve only ever seen you on CCTV footage, just after I joined. We were making one those films HR show to errant employees you see”. Before Alex could reply, Lisa turned, gesturing towards the two serious looking, dark suited men flanking her. One was substantially younger than the other, but they were dressed and presented so similarly they could have been related. “These are our lawyers, David Miller and Joshua Davis”. Both stood, offering their business cards to the Legal Cheek team. Alex noted that they were a partner and associate from a large City firm. They had brought out the big guns. He suddenly felt even more self-conscious about his own lawyer, and avoided introducing him, hoping they would not ask who he was.

As Ed took a seat near his boss, Alex faced the remaining two people at the table. One was in his forties, with dark wavy hair. The other was slightly younger, and had think black plastic framed glasses. Now that he looked closely, Alex noticed that the two men wore under their suits bright orange shirts that would have permitted them to serve as EasyJet cabin crew without raising any suspicion. Both were sat on the opposite side of the table, but neither stood or offered a greeting. Instead, the older man nonchalantly pushed two oval, bright orange business cards across the desk, which slid on the sheen, landing next to Alex. Alex picked them up, and looked back at the pair. His face had turned from trepidation to purple with anger. The first card announced its owner as Matthew Rhodes, going on to proudly describe him as “Owner, Founder and Overlord of Top Legal News Site in the UK”. The other card announced Jamie Hamilton, describing him as “No.1 Blogger at Top Legal News Site in the UK”.

Matthew chuckled lightly on seeing Alex’s reaction. “Do you have a card Alex? Or will you just cross out my name and put yours on my card, like you do with our articles?” he asked, provocatively.

For all his faults, Alex Wade had great reactions, honed on the back on many a board riding waves of the roughest seas. He used them to the full, grabbing Alex as he lunged across the desk, holding his client back. The plate of food Alex was holding dropped, causing a mini bacon roll to fall open on the table, ketchup splattering on the shiny finish.

“Gentlemen, please” Lisa interjected loudly, raising her hands in a calming gesture. “Let’s take our seats please and get to business”.

Alex complied, straightening his suit and tie as he sunk into the nearest leather backed chair. His gaze never left Matthew, who maintained his goading, smug look.

“Alex, thank you for coming. Let me cut to the chase. I’m sure you’re busy”. Alex nudged Alex Wade, who was tucking into his breakfast hungrily. On getting his attention he nodded towards a leather bound desk tidy on the table, which contained a neat pile of Legal Week branded pads and pens. Alex Wade nodded reluctantly and grabbed one of each, and set himself read to write.

Lisa continued. “None of us want this litigation. So we’re going to make you an offer, Alex. If you accept, our claim will go away, and we can all get on with our lives. It’s a good offer, in fact generous in our view. We hope you agree”. She paused briefly and looked to Joshua, who produced a letter from the file in front of him. He walked it over to Alex.

“Alex, you’ll see we are going to make you an offer to buy your website, and all the assets associated with it. We’ll keep the name, and Jamie here will take it over, and run it as a joint venture between us and Roll on Friday. It’ll be our way to get in with younger readers, but with good content”.

Reading the letter, Alex blinked in disbelief when he saw the figure in front of him. It was more money than he had ever seen, and would easily set him up for life. He could buy that VW camper van, and tour the vineyards of southern Europe looking for the perfect Sauvignon Blanc, like he’d always dreamed of. Alex’s mind raced with the possibilities.

Alex shifted uncomfortably in his seat, biting his lip. “What about Tom and Katie?” he asked, directing his question to Lisa, trying to avoid the Roll on Friday team in front of him.

Jamie answered. “They’ll be looked after. I will need one of them to be an assistant” he responded, dismissively. “They’ll be happier. They won’t have to copy me. Except of course when I dictate my articles to them”. Matthew laughed uproariously while Jamie grinned on.

Alex ignored them. He faced Lisa, speaking in a weak, hesitant voice. “I’ll need to think about this”.

Lisa nodded. “Fine. We can’t wait forever though, Alex. We need your answer by This time next week, or the case goes on.”



Loved the line: “I’ve only ever seen you on CCTV footage”. And in defence of Matthew Rhodes, although he may look a bit smug, he’s actually really nice.



Loving this Frustrated Writer. Hope that there’s a part 2 to this story.



This is gold Frustrated Writer.



Frustrated writer’s stories are the only reason to read Legal Cheek.



Ha ha, lots of LOLs at this, Frustrated Writer.



Frustrated writer doesn’t get paid to write his very funny story.
But Tommy gets paid to write his awful piece on Jedward.
Of all injustice, that is the greatest.



This page seems to be the wrong way round. Frustrated writer should appear as the main article and Tom’s piece should be a tiny comment at the bottom that can be rated negatively or deleted



Is there any truth in the rumour that Frustrated Writer is a bored partner in a City MC firm who is tired of “padding” his hours to meet billing targets and that he gets his entertainment by writing for LC comments?



Doesn’t really matter who the mysterious Frustrated Writer is. His/Her content is the funniest thing on LC by far and much better than the stories by the supposed “journos”.



Does anyone have a compendium of all Frustrated Writer’s pieces? If it is possible to have that updated with new posts, I can just read that and avoid having to plough through the dross to find it. Thanks.



I was thinking the same thing. Compendium would be a good idea. Or could Frustrated Writer do a book for Christmas (or a PDF?!)


I wish there were Frustrated Writer alerts so I didn’t have to scroll through mind numbing “stories” about KK’s fascination with Amal and Hale, or Tom’s attempts at making jokes


If Frustrated Writer is a partner that would explain why the quality of his writing is better than the non-lawyer trio of Alex, Tom and KK


Did you know:

Wigs are optional for barristers in Ireland, rather like the way they are optional for Solicitors Advocate in England.

Female barristers in Ireland tend not to bother with the horsehair, whereas most male barristers prefer to get wiggy with it.



I hope I’m not the only one who appreciates the correct pluralisation of “solicitors advocate”.



I agree completely.

Hilarious story:

The receptionist at a certain Crown Court in the south of England would always announce in the morning “would all counsel and Solicitors advocate please log into exhibit?”

A senior Barrister pulled her up (publicly) and told her that it should be “Solicitor Advocates”.



Loving the new Legal Cheek angle, ignore the haters. If you want a more serious read, pop off and read the Law Gazette, that should keep you satisfied.



The point is the Law Gazette is more funny than this pish



“new Legal Cheek angle”. You must be new here



Hi Tom



Legal Cheek targets GCSE readership. Exhibit A



Boooring. Scraping the barrel for news with this one


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