Winston and the fire warden; part II

You’ll remember we had just discovered Winston in Clive’s room. I had come up with a cunning plan to retrieve the troublesome escapee threatening Tom-Tom’s career, and was about to reveal my brainwave to her.‘You’re the fire warden-right?’ I asked.‘I am,’ said Tom-Tom.‘Get your helmet and a blanket. I’ll give Clive a call. We’ll meet in my room. Hurry!’ I picked up the phone and called Clive. ‘It’s Gabriel, Clive. Don’t hang up!’ I said. ‘I know you’re in conference, but ... Read more →

Winston and the fire warden; part I

 To have your case adjourned on Monday morning after having worked through the entire weekend with little or no sleep, is every barrister’s nightmare. Sadly, that was exactly what had happened to me on that occasion. I was staring down the barrel of a week without work. Bugger! Disappointed, I walked back to my chambers.When I opened the door to my room, I noticed that the small portable TV which I kept on top of my drinks cabinet to watch ... Read more →

Charlotte (now referred to as Tom-Tom) and the Brothers Grimm; part II

Well, here’s the rest of the story. As you will remember, Tom-Tom and I were sipping champagne in the little bistro down the road from my chambers. She had promised to tell me all about the Brothers Grimm. I had just refilled her glass and was waiting for her to begin. Tom-Tom looked at me for a while, no doubt to let the tension grow, and then put down her glass.‘Once upon a time, there were these three friends,’ she ... Read more →

Charlotte and the Brothers Grimm; part I

Charlotte had attitude and flair. Discreetly gay, but highly intelligent with a wicked sense of humour and a unique dress sense that made  eyebrows rise in astonishment and admiration, she was ideally suited to work on our floor. Few young women in her position would have lasted more than a week in our stressful environment dominated by excentric, demanding males, working under pressure in almost monastic isolation.As I was soon to find out, everyone called her Tom-Tom. Why? She was ... Read more →

The bar fridge, Grimm Friday, and my first brief

After countless applications, tedious interviews by imperious floor clerks and intimidating Silks who let you wait for hours, I finally received the phone call I had been dreaming about for weeks: I had been accepted on a good floor of criminal specialists!The day a young barrister moves into his chambers is a day he never forgets. I certainly remember mine. It was chaotic. The removalists were late, they scratched the lift, swore at the floor clerk, and if that wasn’t ... Read more →
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