Lawblog ‘08!

Yes, up the narrow back stairs of the Harp, the way pointed by signs written in wobbly felt tip on kitchen roll, was Law blog 08, the ‘drink n chat a bit’.

We few, we mildly cheerful few, met up as investment banks tottered and financial systems quaked. There were notable absentees, presumably at home weeping over the read outs of their disintegrating portfolios. Most notably for me, both Charon and John Bolch were awol (at least up to 10 pm), leaving me as the only smoker. And what could console us for the lack of the Minx? Why nothing.

Geeklawyer, presumably in a last ditch attempt to shore up his self esteem now that his client base has lost all its money (and not to him), surrounded himself with his harem, although Ruthie was but a fleeting presence.

Still, chat and gossip was had, plans hatched and good people met. Your average Brit law blogger is an unusual and rather endearing creature, I think.

My plans for live blogging were embarrasingly let down by the refusal of my dongle to work (no really, it has never happened to me before…). But this is probably just as well or the utter lack of debauchery would have been revealed – save for Ms R demonstrating the fundamental fallacy of coupledom on the floor with two mobile phones and a beer mat. Never was it made more graphic- John, you should have been there, a divorce lawyer would have been taking notes.

And as for Carl and William – have your people call my people…