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Tag Archives: memories
Naturalised Londoner: Part Whatever – Legal Obscurities
I’m pretty sure that, in the same way we all bleed and think education is wasted on children, the legal systems of all nations are things of devilish contrafabulations. They are developed to confuse and obfuscate. The English (and Welsh) … Continue reading
Posted in humour, law, London, memories, miscellany
Tagged articled clerk, conveyancing, easements, humour, London, memories
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The Bird Is On The Wing
Spring is Sprung There was a surprise the other day. A lavender bush with a lot of flowers on it waiting to be picked and dried appeared to have suffered from a dose of voracious moths. But no sign of … Continue reading
Naturalised Londoner – Living On Air
The Law Society which in 1979 regulated the life of the Solicitors profession had just about begun to consider the lot of the Articled Clerk. Some people considered the Law Society to be one of the closed shops of professional … Continue reading
Naturalised Londoner: Open Air
As an articled clerk in 1979, in a small firm of solicitors comprising three partners, two independent consulatants whose ages were measured in eons rather than years and two other associate solicitors, I was the lowest form of legal pond … Continue reading
Posted in humour, London, memories, miscellany
Tagged 1970s, articled clerks, bear garden, humour, legal training, London, masters, memories, Royal Courts of Justice
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Naturalised Londoner: part 3 – that first job
I’m spinning some plates just now. As well as pulling together all the short fiction I wrote during 2017 for a new anthology, Life In A Conversation, and reworking the very first book I wrote, I’m getting close to finalising … Continue reading
Posted in humour, memories, miscellany, work
Tagged articled clerk, humour, law firm, memories, work
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Turning Full Circle – The Middle Years (part one)
My relationship with the humble cycle hasn’t been a smooth and gentle one. Having a bicycle has been essential as the only workable mode of transport available to me many times in my life, but never more so than at University. … Continue reading
Posted in bicycling, Books, Bristol, humour, life, memories, miscellany
Tagged bicycling, Bristol, crashes, halls of residence, memories, university
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An Awning Of Despair
I found myself in the West End, behind the Royal Academy the other day, on a Suit Hunt. I’ve not had a new suit for 12 years and the ones I have no longer fit properly. It was while I … Continue reading
