It hasn't even been a full fortnight of Jury Service, and I've already hit the metaphorical Tony Hayward (late of BP) buffers. There's no 'novelty' to wear off, as this is my second time around on this particular freakshow carousel of delay and ineptitude. The Dickensian ghosts of the Marshalsea debtors' prison have been out in force this week,
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