GeekLawyer’s Blog

Pupilblogger writes of his last days with ‘The Master’. On their last day he wrote pupilblogger a leaving poem. At the risk of infringing the Master’s copyright Geeklawyer will reproduce it here:

Goodbye o faithful [Pupilblogger]
You are off to spend time with [The Master Part II]
With a vow of silence
Like a Trappist monk

We have climbed many a forensic mountain
And sandwiches you have I bought
I wish you success and good luck
And an initial practice entirely in the High Court

I have to add that our time has been entirely without friction
And in due course I wish you a successful practice
Entirely in the appellate jurisdiction.

Awwww, how sweeet. It is so heart-warming to see such tender thoughtfulness. Pupilblogger will no doubt skip away whistling to his next pupilmaster full of happy expectation.

Geeklawyer has often been puzzled by Pupilblogger’s charming Bambi like naivety, his little tail wiggling joyfully as he frolics with the squirrels and blackbirds in Gray’s Inn.

Unaware that his mother has had her throat ripped out in the parking lot by a slavering red-eyed psychotic Minor-Junior who has just discovered that Gorvis Jarver QC has been shagging Ruthie while he is away in Southampton. And he knows he is going to be turned down for QC just because he is Glaswegian. And his bloody boyfriend will keep buying more horses than can be ridden, or even eaten. And he needs to redirect his rage to the meek and helpless.

Geeklawyer’s pupilmasters were arseholes such as this (he would, for example, gladly track down Daphne and shoot her in her darkened hallway if he had only a silenced pistol and her home address. No, Geeklawyer is not joking: can anyone supply either?)

He trembles for poor sweet innocent Pupilblogger: Minor-Junior awaits as next pupilmaster. Oh heavy portentous skies; is that a drop of rain? a chill in the air?