Three months ago the British Home Secretary, Theresa May, embarrassed her department by miscalculating the deadline on Abu Qatada's deportation appeal. If you'd hoped that was a one-off, think again. One of the cases I'm assisting with in the new work experience involves an extradition request. Exactly a week before the Abu Qatada blunder, someone ( Read more... )

After more than a year, I've finally secured my first work experience at a law firm in the UK, although truth be told, it was via a family contact. But who cares? In this instance the end justifies the means, even if I would've much preferred an attachment as a result of my own efforts via an application or speculative cover letter ( Read more... )

Yesterday was one of my best ever as a sports fan. India beat Pakistan in the cricket, making it 904 days since the enemy defeated us in an ODI; Saina Nehwal retained her Swiss Open title in the badminton; Liverpool defeated Stoke City in an FA Cup football quarter-final; while Roger Federer dismissed John Isner in straight sets to secure his 73rd ( Read more... )

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Today was the first day of my internship, and if it's anything to go by, I cannae wait to cut my teeth in the big bad world of commercial law. The guy who got me the internship is one of the two partners at the firm. He is an expert in dispute resolution and switched to this firm only in June. He's been working in Oman since 1999. I spent the whole ( Read more... )

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My mate is filling in a health and safety form for a portering dispatcher's job and there is an interesting question on it: Does your weight remain steady? Yes/No, if not give details.

"Also, I think knives are a good idea. Big, fuck-off shiny ones. Ones that look like they could skin a crocodile. Knives are good, because they don't make any noise, and the less noise they make, the more likely we are to use them. Shit 'em right up. Makes it look like we're serious. Guns for show, knives for a pro." -Soap in Lock, Stock and Two ( Read more... )

I FUCKING HATE IT WHEN SUPERVISORS MAKE THEIR NON-ENGLISH SPEAKING JUNIORS BOOK JOBS WITH US. IF YOU WANT TO FUCKING WORK IN THIS COUNTRY, SPEAK THE FUCKING LANGUAGE. CUNTS.

My two favourite weeks of the summer have begun! I'm thinking of going tomorrow and spending most of the day at Murray Mound and watching some matches in the outer courts. Hopefully in the evening there will be some Centre Court ticket-holders going back home who will partake with their prized possession. Here's to Federer's record-equalling sixth ( Read more... )