She won't be for much longer...

Logic is over there, in the corner, whimpering quietly, and hoping for an early bed.

I just let my brother and dad mither on about it, and go to the kitchen and get a beer.

Hell, yeah - they know all about Fox!

Hell, no, I'm umpteen generation Scots, and I hate hoofball, in all its forms!

It'll be tears afore bedtime, ye ken, aye?

Not wildly divergent, no.
And equally teritorial.

And in that conveyance, my solicitor was but a second year trainee, who later became my criminal law practice tutor, and is now a KC.

Although, to be honest all the sport has gone out of it since we introduced the Standard Clauses, rather than each firm having their own divergent styles. It used to be crazy - one house I bought, over 30 years ago, the buyers amended a clause they'd, in the previous paragraph, deleted.

Next up: arguing over positive prescription of a servitude of access rights over a private road, which has has been exercised openly, peaceably, and without judicial interruption for a continuous period of 20 years. Or 124 years, Ackchyually.

I'm going to have to buy title insurance, aren't I?

Currently searching for the appropriately professional language to convey "get stuffed, loser, just conclude missives."

I'm happy to say it's starting to get less weird in Glasgow, thanks to the new Avenues scheme. And Edinburgh is not far behind.

Or Law.

Happy birthday, beautiful!

He's such a disgusting simpering "strong man" (AKA violent autocrat) fanboy.

As reported in the Sun!

I can't remember off the top of my head who said it, but the saying "they find it easier to envisage the end of the world than the end of capitalism" is sadly so true.

That was my immediate thought.

It's the "economists eating shit" joke, isn't it?