This, That, And The Whatdjamacallit

[liadnan]

I just managed to lose myself in the Square Mile, which is mildly embarassing as I supposedly know my way around the whole of central London blindfold.

Fortunately, I decided to persevere with the way I'd been going at least to the junction I could see in the distance ahead, rather than follow my instinct and start cutting across to my left. Since when I reached the junction it transpired I'd reached pretty much my destination, which was just off to the right, by an alternative route this was probably a good move. Otherwise I'd be in Hackney by now, and you don't want that.

Instead I saw The Man Who Tries To Stop Me Having Fun, who wore me down with his talk of interest rates so much that eventually I was forced to agree to pay him even more money every month, just to make him shut up. Bastard.

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Thought Lost in Translation brilliant by the way. Fuller thoughts in that mythical land known as "when I have time".

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Today this morning was discussing the impending repatriation of a bunch of the British citizens held at Guantanamo: what should be done with them now, what should have been done with them earlier, &c. I wasn't listening particularly carefully but they started banging on about Liversidge v. Anderson, the rules of criminal evidence and Diplock courts, (uncomfortably reminding me that in the remote eventuality I ever end up on a criminal case I shall have to do some serious crim. evidence revision). Anyway, I was impressed by the jolly-sounding American woman who seemed to be representing the US Govt point of view - not by her arguments but by the fact she said to John Humphries, the psychotic Jack Russell of British interviewers, "well, dear, obviously you've never been a criminal litigator". I'm not sure I've ever heard Humphries addressed as "dear" before.

And a Bankruptcy Registrar told me they could count to 7 this morning. I resisted the temptation to say "very pleased to hear it" since they were actually doing so in the context of waiving a technical defect in a formal witness statement.

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Drinks with Clique types tonight, then off to Hants to make my monthly courtesy call on the APs. Not one of my four personal email addresses appears to be working right now, incidentally. Please to use SMS. Or pigeon post.

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[liadnan]

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I've been burgled in Hampshire, Haringey (twice), and Tower Hill, but not yet in Camden. This too shall probably come to pass. But then, I'm still pretentious.