You see, there sare reasons to love my chambers. They know how to drink, for a start. And the aftermath, weaving around Cambridge Circus while a hard -core commercial barrister tries to convince a rickshaw rider to take him to Islington is worth any amount of strife.
You wouldn't believe how l,ong it took me to write that. Or what my head is going to feel like tomorrow. Yet I am cunning and booked myself out tomorrow morning.