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Feeling mildly fedup with the week and it's only Monday. Nothing particularly bad has even happened yet. I could do without being in court every day this week until Friday though, even without my vague suspicion I am going to get thrown around the Beargarden on one of those hearings. Plus at some point I have to fit in a haircut as they're doing dodgy photos for the Chambers website. Do we think they'll let me smoke for this photo? Answers on a postcard to the usual address.
Mind you, did meet cute criminal barrister while waiting for my case to come on this morning, so silver linings &c.
Am now going to attempt to amuse myself by working out what exactly I intend to do for my second week in Greece this summer, after we've done the villa and the others have all gone home. It has been suggested to me that I ought to have a plan, and although I tend to laugh contemptuously in the face of plans and similar fripperies, the person who made said suggestion may have a point: they usually do, unfortunately.
Oh my God. I just remembered to check the wimbledon board and Lleyton Hewitt's been knocked out by a chap ranked 203rd on the first day.