I reversed my decision. Then I woke and reversed it back again.
In an instant, by email, I threw away perhaps my best opportunity yet to fast-track into a career as a barrister. Years of dreams about standing in a wig arguing before the High Court surged like sewage through my conscience. I'm happy with the decision, but it was a very hard one.
I was so distracted I forgot a present I bought at lunchtime for a wedding (another!) we are going to tomorrow. I had to catch the train back into town to get it.
Need G&T!
A friend who attended my wedding, the brilliant (if sadly slightly conservative) Paul Knapp, has just started (no doubt programmed it himself from scratch) a site that is half news half blog where you "bump" your favourite stories up to the top!
Here it is: NEWSBUMP.
Bump.... brings to mind Fergie from Black Eyed Peas and her "Bumps, my humps, my lovely lady lumps..." Not what he had in mind I'm sure!
The war to end war, still going on
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1 comment:
so the dreams were about standing in a wig?
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