
Stephen Leslie KC

Obituary
Stephen Windsor Leslie was born at 61, The Drive, Hove, where celebrations were underway for Queen Elizabeth II’s 21st birthday.
He was born to parents Lou (Leonard) Leslie and Celia, and was their only child. His parents themselves came from big families, with Lou the youngest of 19 conceptions (10 of the siblings surviving to adulthood), and Celia the youngest of 6. Despite coming from a large extended family, he saw relatively little of his mother's extended family save for his maternal grandmother, a neighbour of Joan Collins. He would regularly see Jackie and Joan (who spoilt him rotten as a young teenager) without ever guessing at the fame they would achieve!
His maternal grandfather escaped from Poland in a coffin, using a straw to breathe. Without that there might have been no Stephen. He was an impressive 6 ft 4" to his Romanian wife's 4ft 6" - between them, Stephen felt he had a fair chance of reaching a decent height!
Stephen enjoyed an idyllic childhood, and thanks to his baby books we have retained many happy memories. We know that Stephen only tolerated fresh green peas as a solid food for six months, said “Pepe” (his dog’s name) as his first word, rather than ‘Mama’ or ‘Papa’, and took 18 months to take his first step. Which makes his stint running for Sussex county even more impressive; proof that it's not how late you start.
Boarding school was Brighton College, and his parents were very proud that he was the first member of his family to attend public school. They themselves were jewellers who ran a series of jewellery shops in The Lanes in Brighton, with the family still well established in the Silver Vaults, Chancery Lane today.
At school Stephen ran and boxed. He was an outstanding sportsman who kept a 7 stone featherweight physique, and remained unbeaten through 79 fights. His academic work saw him excel at subjects he liked, but ignore those with terrible teachers. Looking at his last school report, having taken five A levels, you can read: “Cheerfully illiterate, irrepressibly illegible, he still manages to convey a certain shrewdness and realisation of relevance.”
His own household was not a particularly religious one. His grandmother declared that “There can be no God” after the Holocaust deaths the family suffered. He nonetheless saw himself as culturally Jewish, even if his household did not keep Kosher. His regular religious education consisted of a Jewish chap coming up from London to read aloud from the Jewish Chronicle! He had a Bar Mitzvah, with celebrations that were very grand.
Stephen celebrated leaving school by touring America on a greyhound bus for three months. He was able to meet the Kennedys, and stayed with their friends, the Skegells. He determined to come back to the USA if he didn’t become a barrister; his English accent and Bob Dylan-esque good looks could get him far (he was even asked to sign autographs when mistaken for Dylan on a number of occasions!).
However, America would have to wait, because he did get to read law.
He attended King’s College London, even though academia was not required at the time, and was Called to the Bar as a Scholar of Lincoln’s Inn (Thomas Moore Bursary). He put this down to his personality at interview, and quick thinking.
At that time one had to pay a pupil master to do pupillage (rather than the other way around) as this was considered an apprenticeship. That money had to be borrowed as the family’s fortunes had risen and fallen over time, due to his father’s health. He determinedly and happily worked as a bus conductor to make up any shortfalls, both in Brighton and London, and said that there was good money to be made if one did double shifts. He cheerfully remembered chatting up lots of girls this way (a captive audience!) but also admitted to paying for elderly folk who took a long time to count out carefully hoarded coins.
His parents threw him a party at the Savoy on his graduation, to which he invited all his teachers (including those who were more sceptical and uncertain of his success!).
Stephen was born to be a barrister. He loved the job. This wasn’t just about unearthing a Silk’s Wig that had belonged to a famous Speaker, purchased in Portobello Road Market for £5. (A sharp clerk persuaded him to sell it to a senior member of chambers for £50, which sounded like a good idea at the time, but which ultimately meant he ended up spending thousands on his own!). He quickly undertook serious cases, and in a relatively short time had made a name for himself. The charm exercised with young solicitors and his outstanding performance as an advocate made him a natural choice to brief.
Stephen married thrice; Melissa finally said "yes" after he asked her 300 times. He said that he wanted to be sure that they would meet in Heaven. They have been blissfully happy, finding deep contentment over the last 20 years in the few tranquil moments in their very busy lives.
He took Silk, was elected Leader of the South Eastern Circuit by his peers, and was responsible for 7,000 barristers. He undertook some notable cases and made his name. He became employed after decades as a self-employed practitioner and adapted to work, relishing the chance to help others thrive in this new environment and give them the benefit of his experience. Whilst he was a workaholic, he tried to keep up with friends, family and travel in odd moments.
He sadly drowned while on holiday from work in Mauritius. He was with Melissa at this time.
He was a husband, father to Lara, Ophelia and Theodore and grandfather to Adam, Louis, Theo, Robin and Aeson, Bencher of Lincoln's Inn. He was a great friend to many. He will be missed dreadfully xxx
(Melissa and Stephen were halfway through his memoirs when he died; please make contact with Melissa to provide your memories, and allow this work to be completed. Legal and non-legal memories are equally as important; the key is to build a legacy worthy of a man who was so very alive.)
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You are strong Melissa and your love for Stephen will support you through this as he will always be by your side . He said to me not long ago , when you were away painting I think and I was teasing him , he was fretting about cooking and I said how blessed he was to have you
“ I know how lucky I am Melissa is the wind beneath my wings “ may he RIP and watch over you. Take care Melissa & God bless. Know that there are many of us who want to show our love and respect for Steve hen and you. All our love Pina & Richard xx🙏
It was a beautiful service. You did Stephen proud.
The fact that the service was so crowded despite the short notice and being in the middle of a working day is testament to how very much Stephen was loved and respected
Your grief is shared by so many of us. I hope that is some comfort to you at this difficult time.
Stephen always made us smile. We remember his warm exuberance with much affection.
May he rest in peace and rise in glory.
Lots of love from us both and our prayers.
God bless
Shirani xx
Praying for Melissa and you x
Toffee Apple xx
Melissa, Stephen would say the kindness things about you, and we all know exactly how much he deeply loved you. I will remember you and the whole family in my prayers.
Dear Melissa, may the memory of your husband be a lasting blessing, offering light and guidance in the days ahead. I pray that God surrounds you with strength and comfort during this profoundly difficult time.
Thoughts and prayers,
Yvonne, Susan, Ingrid, and family.
A few tears have escaped down my cheek as I write this and find it hard to accept the reality. Even writing about him in the past tense feels unreal. He was kind, generous and a truly caring soul.
We miss you Stephen!
May God keep Melissa and their family in his warm embrace as they all navigate this loss.
You were always made yourself available if I needed you and you were a source of support when I had my eye operations. I enjoyed our regular catch-ups.
I will always remember the time you decided we would have our meeting in your Club and we walked over to St James' and shared a pot of tea, in our very civilised meeting.
You were one of lifes true gems and you will be sadly missed.
Thoughts and prayers are with Melissa and the family at this difficult time.
From then on he became my counsel of choice. I instructed him on all my murders and rapes. It was a wise choice because he was a brilliant advocate and could spellbind a jury.
We both had young families and became back then became close friends.
He was great fun. I remember one time we were going en famille to the circus and were running late. Stephen commandeered a passing motorist on the Uxbridge Road and ordered the startled man to take himself and the four children to Shepherds Bush Green.
He was a good son and I remember with great affection his parents,
Lou and Celia, who doted on him.
Farewell Stephen.
Even writing the word ‘were’ feels like an affront, such is this sorrowful season of extended shiva. We shall remember yours and Melissa’s many celebratory kindnesses to us; sparkling lunches and dinners, and debates and reflections on these perilous days. But equally there was the elevating joy as we shared that ‘there is a land that breaks beyond our dreams’; and because of that we praise and toast, ‘L’chaim’; the life that is not erased.
But, dearest Stephen, how bewilderingly ‘missing’ you are. It is right that we deeply mind that your illuminating, sagely presence is not your daily portion for us. And, darling Melissa, what you have lived through during such a shocking removal and translation is unimaginable. Please be assured of our ongoing prayers, petitions and enfolding love and support.
Stewart and Carol Henderson



As head of education at Lincoln’s Inn I always knew that if Stephen was on the team for any event he would make the most conscientious of contributions and would be jolly good fun to have around too.
On a personal level, when my husband was diagnosed with terminal cancer Stephen insisted that we have a holiday at their house in Spain. It was a really special time during which the children and I made some precious memories. I can’t thank Stephen and Melissa enough for that.
He really will be missed. Xx
We joined the PDS on the same day, the two of us having our introductory meetings together at Petty France. It was all very new, your position was far more complicated than mine, but despite this your interest and concern for me was palpable. I felt a bit lost but you made me feel it would be ok. It was. You were much more than my manager, you were a friend who genuinely cared and was always there to provide welcome advice and support. Our conversations were usually a bit chaotic, you never did one thing when there was a chance to do three at the same time, but that was the fun and I miss them still now, several years after leaving the PDS. You and Melissa let my family stay in your happy home leading upto New Year, a typical act of generosity when I needed a break from work, and it was a brilliant few days we will always treasure. I am so sorry to hear the sad news, but incredibly grateful to have known you.
Kulvinder
Sara and Alfred Simon
I first met Stephen at the Old Bailey in 1984. I was a freelance outdoor clerk, Stephen was already an established figure at the criminal bar. It was probably in court one, as it was a serious and controversial case that had attracted a great deal of negative publicity. Stephen, I remember secured acquittal on the main charges, but my main memory is how Stephen was kind and friendly to a humble outdoor clerk, notwithstanding all the pressures of fighting the case.
Our professional paths crossed from time to time over the years, as I qualified as a solicitor and Stephen took silk. I had worked with him only briefly but he always greeted me like a long-lost friend. However, it soon became apparent that he did that with everyone, and that it was absolutely genuine. He took people at face value, regardless of rank or seniority, and was truly interested in you as a person. And, of course, always an excellent source of gossip.
We worked on a big case together in about 2010. The case lasted 2-3 years and was a complete nightmare, particularly the client who wouldn't stop talking. I will always remember a conference where Stephen and the client sat at opposite ends of a long table, each trying to speak over the other while conducting ten different arguments simultaneously. The junior and I were stuck in the middle like two spectators at Wimbledon. This went on for 30 minutes before they finally talked each other to a standstill; Stephen, needless to say, had the last word (or so he claimed).
Despite all those pressures, working with Stephen turned out to be one of the most enjoyable experiences of my career. I don't think a day went by without us finding something to laugh about.
I got to know Stephen and Melissa a lot better after that and so did my wife, and we became good friends. It was a massive shock to receive the news this morning, not least because Stephen always seemed so indefatigable, and indeed indestructible.
My condolences go out to all of his family but particularly Melissa at this sad time. He will be very much missed by a lot of people.
He would often ring and begin with, “Tricia, it’s Stephen. I know you probably won’t know the answer to this question, but I thought I’d ask you anyway.”
As the days have passed, I’ve realised how much I miss those calls — his humour, his stories, and his friendly voice.
My thoughts and prayers are with his much loved family and friends.
May he rest in eternal peace. He will be deeply missed. ✨
I would like to offer my condolences to Stephen's loved ones, I will always think fondly of the memories I have with Stephen and hope that in our various meetings together that I also brought a smile to his face.
He was more than good company — he was good-hearted, steady, and kind.
We’ll remember Stephen for his laughter, his warmth, and the joy he brought to Melissa and our lives. Though he’s gone, his spirit will always stay with us.

In 1974 Stephen was living in an upper floor flat in an Edwardian mansion block on Bedford Square, close by Tottenham Court Road tube station. Later on, Stephen’s elder daughter, Lara, was born while he was living at this address.
On the ground floor in one flat lived Andrew Whitley and David Burgess and in another Jeremy Connor and Peter Lantos.
Jeremy was at the bar, then a Stipe at Bow Street and then a Circuit Judge. Jeremy and Stephen remained lifelong friends.
Andrew, David and I were was all friends from our time as undergraduates at St Catharine’s College Cambridge.
I soon met Stephen as I visited Andrew and David at their flat. Right away Stephen impressed as an irrepressible force who made his mark wherever he went.
David and I were both Solicitors. In September 1975 we co-founded in Islington, Winstanley-Burgess, a firm of Solicitors. We soon developed a practice in criminal law.
I instructed Stephen in a criminal case and so began our long and successful professional relationship. As Stephen increased in seniority at the bar and took silk, so the cases he undertook for Winstanley-Burgess increased in seriousness. Stephen always wanted to do the very best he could for his clients. If an idea came to him at 2am, he would ring me to suggest further enquiries that might be made. I welcomed Stephen’s dedication to his work. You never left a case where Stephen was acting feeling that more could have been done. No stone was ever left unturned.
Stephen was born to be a barrister. He was fearless. He combined his intelligence and good judgment with just the right amount of flamboyance.
Stephen soon became a personal friend. We regularly played squash together at the Junior Carlton or the Oxford and Cambridge Clubs. Stephen was a left hander with a very deft touch. After a game of squash, we invariably went for a meal. One of our favourite haunts was Bertorelli’s on Charlotte Street with its 1930’s menu tucked inside the present day menu.
Our families met socially. We had two wonderful family holidays together, sharing a villa on the Algarve in 1982 and then 1984. Our two sons are both older than Ophelia, Stephen’s younger daughter, and younger than Lara. Stephen displayed his talents as a chef on these holidays. He cooked crab, lobster and other shellfish in a herb seasoned broth. The kitchen looked as though a bomb had exploded in it, but the food was delicious.
I met Stephen’s parents, Lou and Celia. They did not make a big thing of it, but it was obvious that they were proud of what Stephen had achieved in his successful career as a barrister.
The last case Stephen and did together was in 1996 as I was ending my time with Winstanley-Burgess, about to become a Circuit Judge. I appointed myself as Stephen’s Junior in a lengthy case at the Old Bailey. I had never before worked with Stephen in this way. The lengthy period in court with Stephen was a valuable learning experience.
A couple of years later, Stephen and I went to his delightful house near Playa de Pals on the Costa Brava. As ever, Stephen was working hard but for me it was a holiday. We shared some memorable meals.
Stephen and I both loved cricket and were members of MCC. A day at Lords with Stephen was a real pleasure. On one occasion Theodore, Stephen’s son, joined us. I was looking forward to spending more time at Lords with Stephen when he retired.
Jo, my wife, and I regularly met up with Stephen and Melissa for a meal and then to watch a play at the Richmond Theatre or at the Orange Tree Theatre.
Stephen was a force of nature. Jo and I are going to miss his company very much.
Robert Winstanley


Over the years, he loved to remind me of a particularly memorable appeal we went through—one I ultimately lost! He would bring it up periodically, first when he was at the private Bar and later through his work with the PDS. In time, we learnt to laugh about it, and holding my own against him in those early years of my career remains something I’m proud of. I know he would be pleased to hear that—Stephen was a keen mentor and a true character.
I am so sorry to hear of his loss and I would like to offer my deepest sympathies to his family.
Negotiations on VHCC's did not always mean agreement, but even when we disagreed he was always courteous, charming, and engaging. He was passionate about what he did and wanted to ensure he did it well. He also understood my role and never gave the impression that having to liaise with the LAA was unwelcome or beneath him.
Our paths would cross again when he joined the LAA as an advocate in the PDS. He would like to reminisce about the VHCC's he had worked on with me. In his new role he retained his warmth, his passion for the work, and his enjoyment of a lengthy conversation.
It was with deep sadness I learned of his passing and I send my deepest condolences to all his family, friends, and close colleagues.
We are so very sad to hear of your passing... We first met when you appeared at our door, utterly exasperated over the lack of internet connection — and before we knew it, we were warmly welcomed into your and Melissa’s home, surrounded by neighbours, lovely drinks and snacks, and the most brilliant stories from your extraordinary life. Your warmth, quick wit, dry humour, and larger-than-life presence made an instant impression. We feel fortunate to have known you and to have been your neighbours, albeit briefly. We will miss seeing you cheerfully walking along with LouLou.
Our hearts go out to Melissa and your other close ones.
May the earth rest light as a feather upon you.🙏🏼
Vera & Greg
When you became my line manager you inherited a terrible mess in relation to my annual leave. You remedied this in a matter of days and equally promptly arranged for me to shadow HHJ Mensah. You told me she was 'a pal of mine' and I came to hear that turn of phrase a great many times over the following years. You always expressed the hope that I viewed you as a 'pal' too, not just my line manager, and I am honoured to say that I did.
I owe you a debt of gratitude because I have benefitted greatly from your vast legal experience and knowledge. When we worked together, though, you never adopted a position of superiority - you were were always quick to invite my views and adapt your own accordingly.
Our line management meetings always took longer than they should because you had a wealth of entertaining anecdotes to share. I cannot forget the tale of the escaping tortoise who was returned to you by a police officer! I enjoyed listening to you and I cannot quite understand how such a lively voice has now been stilled.
You never forgot to ask after the health of my partner Colin, our child and my parents. You dispensed practical, compassionate advice with the same enthusiasm as you dispensed legal advice. You will be very greatly missed by both Colin and I. God bless.
I was very blessed to work with Stephen and call him a dear friend. He always looked out for me and I loved our virtual chats in the kitchen, including with you Melissa. Stephen's work in the diversity and inclusion space was wonderful. He was and always will be a special person who touched the lives of many in such positive ways.
My fondest memory was when we went to his club. Stephen gave me a tour and I was amazed by the decor and history he shared. We sat with a pot of tea chatting whilst Stephen ate a crumpet. We went in the lift and he was concerned that I would get stuck and ran up the stairs and shouted down to me. Then he took me to meet some friends. The first thing they asked him was if I was his mother. He didn't hear that remark and afterwards was truly mortified. We both laughed so much and then he made sure that I got back onto the tube ok. Such a gentleman and I will miss him very much.
May the love of family and friends bring you comfort as you navigate the coming days and weeks. We cannot take away the pain of losing Stephen, but please know you have support, love and are not alone. Thinking of you and may Stephen rest in peace.
I knew of your reputation well before I joined the Public Defender Service, where you were my line manager. I admit that at times you could drive me to distraction but only because you always wanted precision in every element of what you did. You also made me laugh and smile with your various stories from the bar and life experience. You were kind and generous in equal measure (I do not think you had a mean bone in your body).
Your passing is a tragic loss to us all.
Sean
Ever learning, ever seeking, a young spirit always desiring to expand I to mystery of life, and a servant to those in need. Beloved Melissa, I carry you in my thoughts and prayers as you struggle to adapt. May the peace of Christ who suffered be with you, and the consolation of His Mother who beheld Him suffer be with you.
We offer our profound sympathies to Melissa and all of Stephen's family. May he rest in peace and rise in glory.
David Hodge
You will be missed -Nick
Michael & Pamela Powers
Stephen, you were a rare gem. A friend with a great sense of fun & mischief, witty and full of stories. A consummate raconteur and ever generous. You will be sadly missed.
Thoughts and prayers are with Melissa and the family at this difficult time.
Maxina, Stefan & Francesca
Wherever you are, enjoy your favourite sports- cricket, Horse racing and every time we will watch these events, we will think of you always.
Thank you so much for having been a very good friend .
You will be missed terribly.
Best
I will fondly remember sparring sessions around the table at Kew, hearing incredible stories from your work and life (a movie must be made!), and watching you wander across the green with Melissa and Lou Lou. You are very loved and very much missed.
All my love, Zoe and Max
We will miss you terribly.
The Glover Family.
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