Therapy

OldSmoothie was boasting last night to just a couple of us in the clerks room about his latest sexual conquest. Apparently she was not only his opponent last week but is also twenty years younger than him. UpTights walked in on the conversation and said: “You really are a sad, lonely and dirty old man. […]

December 29, 2015 · Tim Kevan · Comments Closed
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Killing time

“You’re always rushing around, BabyB. Chopping up your life into hours, minutes, seconds. It’s what you lawyers are about. But if you’re not careful BabyB, you’ll turn into one of them and your whole life will be lost onto some dusty, meaningless timesheet.” It was my mother and I didn’t argue because she was right. […]

December 22, 2015 · Tim Kevan · Comments Closed
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Money-go round

I was at a meeting this morning with Slippery, ScandalMonger, Smutton and TheBoss. Slippery looked in a particularly self-satisfied mood and mused: “You know, I was reading a story the other day in which the world became so technologically complicated that when a glitch occurred there was no-one left who knew how to fix it. […]

December 15, 2015 · Tim Kevan · Comments Closed
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Who guards the guards?

OldRuin was in chambers today and talking to HeadClerk about police powers. “It’s the age old problem,” he said. “It’s all very well having an independent police force but then who guards the guards?” “We do. The people,” said HeadClerk. “You know, through Parliament.” “You’re right, of course,” answered OldRuin. “But who guards them?” “Well, […]

December 8, 2015 · Tim Kevan · 5 Comments
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No touchy feely at the Bar

“I feel that the Apple Watch is going to take off, you know,” said PupilFodder. “Young lady,” said HeadofChambers sternly, “psychologists feel, not barristers.” She looked flustered and started to correct herself with: “Oh, sorry, I believe that…” “Believe? Believe?” said HeadofChambers, his voice rising. “Only priests believe my dear. Barristers are not paid to do either […]

July 28, 2015 · Tim Kevan · Comments Closed
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The joys of being self-employed

“You know, alternative business structures are going to lead to us all working for solicitors firms,” said UpTights at chambers tea today. “Yeh right, as if we, the Bar, are going to do that,” said OldSmoothie. “But you already do,” said TheBusker, breaking it to him gently. “Oh, hmm, well, maybe so technically, but we don’t […]

July 21, 2015 · Tim Kevan · 3 Comments
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Lack of insight

Very weird conversation in the clerks room this morning as everyone discussed this blog. Specifically they were talking about which characters they all think they most resemble. “I’d like to be OldRuin,” said TheCreep, but I think I’m probably more like TheBusker.” Incredulous looks increased further when BusyBody then added: “And I’m definitely Worrier.” “Well […]

July 14, 2015 · Tim Kevan · 4 Comments
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Local justice

I’ve often heard about a certain eccentric magistrate in the far South West of England who doles out his own form of justice through imaginative forms of community service based mainly around the courthouse. But until Friday afternoon I’d never seen it first hand. I was down there to do a plea in mitigation for […]

July 7, 2015 · Tim Kevan · 2 Comments
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Old school settlements

FanciesHimself the junior clerk was negotiating a fee for one of OldRuin’s cases today with a long-time solicitor friend of OldRuin. Apparently he was looking for an increase in the fee and the answer came back: “I’ll up the offer from pounds to guineas. I’m in favour of guineas and I think OldRuin should be […]

June 30, 2015 · Tim Kevan · One Comment
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Crack of Dawn

As his mid-life crisis blossoms into full bloom, OldSmoothie was trying to show off at chambers tea this afternoon. “I’ve decided to start mountain-climbing…” he said ‘Oh, here we go,’ said UpTights. ‘Yes, tomorrow I shall be rising at the crack of dawn to go up Snowdon.’ ‘Lord Snowdon, I presume,’ said BusyBody. ‘Who’s Dawn?’ added TheVamp.

June 28, 2010 · Tim Kevan · One Comment
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