I have been doing my head in wrestling with problems of service out of the jurisdiction and drafting some of the most complicated statements of case I have yet had to deal with (involving claims in four jurisdictions), there being the added complication in this case that Previous Lawyers for my clients have not exactly covered themselves with glory, so we have to make sure the case is now spot-on.
Most of my readers won't understand all that, nor should they want to do so. Suffice it to say that my head hurts and I'm tired.
In fact, I ended up with a massive headache last night, while watching Threads and the Protect and Survive videos with Marna et al, and had to leave early. I'd forgotten how starkly depressing things like that were too... I still think I'd go for a quick death. The Protect and Survive stuff just made me remember this song, which the Saw Doctors, among others covered. (Jethro Tull did another one on the same lines, which Runrig covered. Apropos of nothing at all, Jethro Tull are (well, probably more accurate to say is, when you think about it) playing Budapest this weekend. Amazing, really, that there are people who still care enough to buy tickets.)
Bits and pieces...: this, from the Legal Underground, rings familiar bells, and not bells solely confined to my legal education either.
I was reminded this morning, by someone else who was on a similar flight to mine, of the fantastic experience of flying into London up the Thames on Monday morning. I don't remember ever coming quite that way before: the plane was fairly low by the time it was over central London, and it flew directly along the river: the most incredible panorama of the whole of London (well Zones 1&2) spread out beneath me. Fabulous.
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