It is always nice to see a picture emerging from the gloomy waters of legal research, alas, this month I am disappointed that no such crystal clear image has yet emerged. Instead the further I delve, the muddier the waters become. This in itself, and at any other time, wouldn't be too bad, except that this time the said legal research is for my written exams.
It's all very well asking me for my opinion, but I can't make my mind up, the facts and law aren't helping me at all, in fact they are making matters worse. In reality my written analysis could be succinctly put as 'I don't know; it depends'. Somehow I doubt that provider would be satisfied by this carefully thought out conclusion. I mean the title of the work (an Opinion) is a bit of a giveaway really. So I have another 4,995 words to write and somewhere along the line I need to make THE decision; which party is most likely to succeed. At the moment, it could be decided by the toss of a coin. I sincerely hope that after a little more research a clearer picture WILL emerge. There is a niggle at the back of my mind, that somewhere along the line, I have missed an important piece of legislation, there must be something that points me in the right direction, something to help me along my way. Perhaps this exam is really a test of bravery and no matter how much we look, there will be no firm favourite, but we nevertheless have to stick our necks out and make an 'educated' guess.
Next month sees the last of the Advocacy classes. The brief arrived by post a few days ago. This time we are to do dressing up too! Gowns are to be provided by provider. At last, my provider has bestowed upon me the most glorious accolade - that of the barristerial 'swoosh'. I fully intend to 'do aeroplanes' in the hallway in the run up to my grand entrance; at the very least, this is likely to disturb the opposition - they shall be but a microlite, whilst I shall be a jumbo jet no less:-) I am also to play a witness - a tarty married lady, out for a night on the town with the girls. Goodness knows why provider chose me to play this part?
Anyways, all of this chatter won't get baby a new bonnet.
I may be gone some time...
7 comments:
ah! that old chestnut. if you are for the defence ask about her shoes!
our adv tutor made it clear the gown was optional. i said i was buggered if i was going to miss out. after all it was likely to be my first and last time to make submissions in a gown. he agreed.
they do say an opinion is allowed mot to be conclusive as long as you cover the bases and give some idea of roughly how likely you find the outcomes.
best of luck as always.
I'm for the prosecution SW, so have no idea what tarty lady's shoes have got to do with having her assets grabbed:-) Oh well, no doubt all will become clear on the day.
As for the Opinion, it would be nice to have a bit firmer view on things at this point and the fact that I'm struggling to find a clearer route makes me think I've missed something obvious - neh mind, I'll plod on and see what happens as I go along.
the shoes were relevant to the credibility of some evidence on walking home and the likelihood thereof. it was a cracking point from one of the women in my group and one which i would never have thought about.
SW - think it must be a different case to yours - mine's a 'booby' boy in a night club, arrested for sexual assault. No mention of a walk home, just an annoyed hubby who catches his wife 'on a frolic', she then says that 'booby boy' assaulted her.
Isn't a shoe related exercise prejudicially gender specific ? Throw in some chocolate related evidence and we boys wouldn't stand a snowballs'.
Maid, enjoy your swooshing. Will you be combining your swoosh with a petulant pout and hair tossing manoeuvre ?
it's the same case, believe me. it was raised as to likelihood of her walking home in high heels.
SW - We ladies always think of shoes, although I do note that quite a few men are seen wincing as they walk these days, which I assume is a result of the pointy shoes they wear. Equality at its best:-)
BB - I quite fancied doing the distant, aloof look - not quite looking at the witness, head tilted arrogantly high and yes, the petulant pout to boot (oh yes, there had to be a shoe in there somewhere). I have been practising (or is that practicing) my French accent in order to ask the witness if he fondled ze lady wiz ze beeg boobies.
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