Today I have paperwork to catch up on, so I'm chained to the desk, which is all very well except a fly keeps buzzing around my face and landing on me. Grrrrrrrrrr.
Bar-Os had company last night, a racing pigeon nestled on his window sill and remained there for several hours resting. The two seemed to get along just fine. Barman decided that pigeon needed a drink, so took it a BUCKET of water, accompanied by a massive bowl full of wild bird seed. Pigeon glared at Barman and ignored his hospitality.
BVC seems ages ago. Most of what I learnt is forgotten. I thought this was an age thing, but all of my group share the same amnesia and even the most simple procedural matters are a mystery (Part Thirtywhat?).
As for pupillage, well, after a promising start, matters have taken a nose-dive and I am currently seeking Cilla's help for the Bar, Blind Date Competition:
"No, the fact that you can wheelbarrow 39 horse droppings across the paddock to the muck heap without fainting once will NOT impress Chambers, and will NOT show that you have the necessary drive and determination to succeed at the Bar".
Back to the drawing board on that bit of the form then?
"No, the fact that you won at poker and made Barman stand on the wall outside your house singing All Things Bright and Beautiful at FULL BLAST will NOT demonstrate your killer negotiation skills"
Back to the drawing board on that bit of the form then? (It was really funny though).
"No, no, no, NO, the fact that you are known to use double or even treble expletives, to express emotion does NOT demonstrate exceptional advocacy skills".
Back to the *$^£@?&! %&*!!* drawing board on that bit of the form then?
On the plus side, my day-job is looking very busy for August through to October, which is just as well seeing as BVC drained my finances.
On a slightly dodgy note, I have taken somehow to looking at the local(ish) property auction listings and have somehow been formulating figures as to:
a) how I can afford to buy a property at auction, to do-up, when I'm skint;
b) how I can manage to turn a profit on said property when the market is well and truly *&%$£!.
p.s. Don't tell Barman about the last bit, he'll have a hissy fit.
p.p.s. Don't tell bank or anyone about the last bit, they'll have a hissy fit.
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