Archive for August, 2008

Anonymous Assistant  is about the adventures of  junior litigation lawyer, Helen Bailey, and her friends as they struggle to assert themselves amidst the egos and eccentricities of a large City law firm. It is written by an experienced City lawyer – and, for today’s podcast, she has disguised her voice; talking in a Celia Howard Brief Encounter voice.  I do the Trevor Howard part – but more Captain Bligh of Mutiny on The Bounty.  I enjoy reading the Anonymous Assistant blog – the story develops each fortnight and manages to shoehorn in topical references to credit-crunch et al.

Listen to Podcast 78: With the author of Anonymous Assistant

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08-08-08 at 8.00 pm  saw the start of the Olympics. I watched the highlights of the opening ceremony – and thoroughly enjoyed the astonishing creations in light, sound and artistic design.  Remarkable.  I am reporting on the cheap, by sitting in my bunker in West London watching the television footage.  I will not, however, be reporting on the Oympics.  It was interesting to see footage of George Bush scanning the crowd with his binoculars.  Perhaps he was looking for Gordon Brown – who was not, of course, at the opening ceremony.

A curious week – the start of the Olympics, the Russian invasion of South Ossettia and all the attendant fall out from that – yet, I suspect, to be revealed to the free world, and rain stopped play yesterday at the Test Match. Team GB, after a rocky start with judo man not winning a medal and the four male cyclists dropping out, managed to get a Gold when Nicole Cooke claimed Britain’s first gold medal of the Beijing Olympics in a thrilling women’s cycling road race.  I can’t get into the Olympics… just not interested in it.

Today, I have done a podcast with the author of the Usefully Employed blog on employment law issues and to discover why he converted from being a solicitor to a barrister.  Being 50 Not Out, I thought it appropriate to ask about age discrimination laws after reading cases about City law firm partners suing each other.

I have also decided to increase the law content slightly – not by actually providing any law…  but by drawing together information on the oddities of law.  I have called this weekly examination “Law Review”

And… I am delighted to be able to report that I have done a podcast with the anonymous creator of Anonymous Assistant.

AA is about the adventures of  junior litigation lawyer, Helen Bailey, and her friends as they struggle to assert themselves amidst the egos and eccentricities of a large City law firm. It is written by an experienced City lawyer – and, for today’s podcast, she has disguised her voice; talking in a Celia Howard Brief Encounter voice.  I do the Trevor Howard part – but more Captain Bligh of Mutiny on The Bounty.  I enjoy reading the Anonymous Assistant blog – the story develops each fortnight and manages to shoehorn in topical references to credit-crunch et al.   I have an enjoyable conversation with AA’s creator.  I think you will enjoy this podcast.  It is office safe – but there is absolutely no law in it at all.  I even manage to refer to Geeklawyer and late night Twittering.

Listen to the podcast with the creator of Anonymous Assistant

Pet irritation of the week

I understand that the BBC has sent hundreds of people to Beijing to report on Team GB’s efforts and other matters.  Why so many?  Why did Adrian Chiles from The One Show need to bugger off to Beijing and then deliver a crap report?  Guido Fawkes raises the same issue in the political sphere... with a report on the legions of BBC staff have been sent to cover the elections in the USA. Guido notes that 472 staff were sent – more than even the big US TV stations. Guido noted that it was unlikely that politicos in the states would be that interested in talking to the BBC – simply because British people and those who avidly follow the increasingly feeble BBC World News offerings are not US voters.

I shall quote one of Guido Fawkes’ readers – whose opinion is in tune with mine.  Perhaps he was a bit more anglo-saxon in his expression of distaste – although the word is not, of course, unknown to me or unused by me:

“Mitch said…
Complete bunch of cunts! I just don’t bother watching it but I`m forced to pay for it.
Cant it be made subscription or advert based then we can have our telly tax back.”

Part II of Postcard from The Stateroom – from Beijing – will follow later, if I am not over over-refreshed.

Have a good evening… best regards

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Podcast 77: Usefully Employed on Employment Law

Today I am talking to a solicitor turned barrister who writes the very useful employment law blog Usefully Employed.   His “About” section explains all – but I shall ask him why he changed from a reasonably stable part of the profession to the more precarious side – at least in terms of  weekly cashflow.

Today we are going to focus on discrimination and as I am 50+ Not out, I thought I start with the age discrimination cases.

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The news today throws up some interesting cases involving solicitors.

The Telegraph reports that a solicitor was harassed by a lesbian stalker who broke into her house and hid behind the curtains with a rope and a knife.

RollonFriday.com follows up on the story of the Shearman & Sterling associate who was sacked for taking a student on a vac scheme to a strip club.  The student complained that the associate sexually harassed her. RollonFriday reports that the student is now with another City law firm.  RoF reports “When RollOnFriday spoke to the student she said that even though the associate had lost his job she still wanted publicly to embarrass Shearmans.”  RoF reports that insiders at Shearmans “say the student told Shearmans that if it compensated her, she wouldn’t publicise the episode or resort to litigation. Last Friday the firm told her that the associate had been sacked, the matter had been dealt with and she wouldn’t get a penny. And on Monday the story was duly splashed all over the press.”

The Telegraph reports that a hotel owner has been prosecuted for smoking a cigarette in her property while nobody else was there. Last month Ceredigion Council fined a man for smoking in the van he used to get to work.  the man, not surprisingly, was dumbfounded because he didn’t paint vans for a living – he decorated houses and other buildings.

Edducation cheef: Don’t corect kids bad spelling

The Mirror reports: “Prof Ken Smith has spent years crossing out student’s appalling mistakes and now wants them accepted as “variant spellings”. The criminology expert said: “Instead of complaining about the state of the education system, I’ve got a better idea. “Teachers should simply accept as variant spellings those words students most commonly misspell.” Prof Smith, of Buckinghamshire New University in High Wycombe, says his students commonly misspell argument as arguement, twelfth as twelth, February as Febuary, ignore as ignor, occurred as occured, opportunity as opertunity, queue as que, speech as speach, and their as thier.”

Judge pulls knife out in court

The Sun reported a couple of weeks ago that “Campaign groups blasted Judge Roger Connor after he brandished a knife in front of a teenage defendant charged with wounding. The 16 year old’s lawyer asked Judge Connor if he was committing an offence – and was told it was acceptable because the blade was less than 3ins long.”

I do not carry a knife.  I have no need of a knife.  In extremis…  It is possible that a bottle opener may be of use, should I be taken suddenly of the urge,  while out,  to open a bottle of Rioja – but generally I find that I don’t actually need a knife while I am out and about.  I am puzzled as to why HH Judge Connor should be wandering about with a knife, albeit one less than 3 inches long, in a public place. The law moves in mysterious ways, perhaps?  Mind you,  I quite enjoyed the bit in The Sun report …  “Judge Connor asked: “It happens I have a folding knife in my pocket. You need two hands to open it, don’t you?”

Full steam ahead for the new judicial robes in civil cases.

While members of the Bar will continue to wear robes, horsehair wigs and bands (subject to provision when ‘business suits’ shall be worn), the judiciary will be sporting new gowns in civil cases, worn without wigs from 1st October.  Different coloured ‘tabs’ will indicate rank – gold for Court of Appeal, Red for High Court – Circuit judges will continue to wear their existing gown and lilac tippet (without a wig or bands).  Perhaps the latter is a budget issue?

The full details may be found… here

In Criminal cases – the traditional judicial robes and wig / bands combo will continue to be worn, save that High Court judge “will wear  their winter robes in winter and summer alike.”

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Law review: 7th August 2008

Inspired by The Sun’s new “JUSTICE” section on their website, I fear the time has come, after years of abstinence, for me to write occasionally about the law and laws of our sceptred isle.  I have chosen as an icon for these occasional writings on law the image of Coke…. Sir Edward Coke.  It is, it has to be said at the outset, unlikely that those who craft pieces of analysis on our laws for free distribution through the blogosphere will have anything to fear from my pieces.

The Sun does appear to have a new “JUSTICE” section – and from this I discovered many things. A list of the headlines will give you a taste: Paedo brothers face jail – Tragic dog found hanged – Diamond heist trio are foiled – Nanny to stars found guilty – Cops in £1 million drug lord raid – 500 swindled in village scam – Camera cages two train thugs – At last… a zero tolerance judge – And Enemies of the Stately…. Mob gets 92  years for £30 million raids.

While others sit in well appointed warm libraries or sit in the comfort of their offices or homes reading law books, law reports, analog and digital – your man on the street, with a copy of The Gazette stuffed in his drizabone coat and necking Rioja straight from the bottle, will be talking to people about law, will be reading the rantings of the tabloid press – to bring you the people’s view on our law and laws.

FILMING….. SOON …. I have in mind, in the not too distant future, taking my Sony HD television camera onto the streetS with me to record ‘Voxpops’ – asking the people of our country, or at least those within 100 yards of the bar I am drinking in (or cafe I am taking breakfast at),  what they feel about the laws of England.

SO… who would like to be first to “VOXPOP with Charon” and be published in full technicolour. If you are an anonymous blogger – you may, of course, wear a bag over your head.  Balaclavas in public may not be appropriate – I have quite enough trouble with Police Community Support Officers harassing me about my overgrown head..

Apply in the comments section.  I have an Oyster card, so it is possible for me to travel to Chancery lane area.  It is posssible that my first interview will be with a London cab driver – seriously!

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7th August: Daily legal news and podcast now up on Insitelaw magazine


After a short two day break I have returned to the daily news podcast.  At the same time – the Insitelaw magazine has been updated significantly and also the weekly review of what UK and other bloawgers are writing about.

I reflect, in the news podcast, about the new “Justice” section in The Sun.

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West London Man (21): Upwardly beautiful and officialdom – Audio Version

The part of Caroline is played by Jo le Huquet and Charon played the parts of George and Cokehead, the parrot.

Run Time: 4.45 mins


George bought a parrot on Monday afternoon from his friend Rick, a musician who played in a band in the 80s.  He thought it would be an amusing pet to have about the house. The children are in bed and  George and Caroline are having a glass of wine together.

Caroline:  So… you have bought a parrot?

George: Yes… do you like it?

Caroline:  What is the parrot’s name?

George: Cokehead.

Caroline: Cokehead!…. right…… Any particular reason for that name?

George: Yes…. he talks absolute nonsense… very quickly.

Caroline: Right…. well that makes sense given the life it has led.  I gather it spends most of the time outside.

George: Yes… a free spirit is Cokehead.  He’ll drop in from time to time.  Just need to leave out some seeds and other parrot food.  He quite likes “What’s my Line” on Radio 4.

Cokehead: When do we go line dancing, George?

Caroline.. laughing:  All we need, a bloody parrot who wants to go line dancing.

George: Did you read that league table in The Evening Standard that tells you where the beautiful people live?

Cokehead: Is that a double white line I see?

Caroline: Yes… vapid, absurd and even more irritatingly Evening Standard than usual.

George: Yes…. but you wouldn’t want to live in Ugly Borough would you?  Apparently the least rated women live in Hillingdon Havering and Waltham Forest… do you know where Waltham Forest is?

Caroline: George… No I don’t know where Waltham Forest is…. this is boring.  I’m not interested in the self obsessed and terminally vain, even if they appeal to your warped sense of humour.

Cokehead: Warp factor five, Mr Zulu… We’re off…. whooosssshhhh…

George: Did you see that some judge….  Judge Cottle…. is going to bang up binge drinkers…. zero tolerance… lock ’em up even if it is a first offence?  Another cleverly thought out bit of judicial busybodying…. prisons are already full to bursting, so this judge is going to clear Exeter of binge drinkers by banging them up.

Caroline:  I think you will find that he did qualify his remarks by saying that he would imprison binge drinkers if they committed serious crimes of violence.

George: Oh right…  so not just for binge drinking then?

Caroline:  No, George

Cokehead: Double vodka Rick, please.

George is flicking through various newspapers and is becoming progressively more impatient.

George: This is ridiculous.  £110 fine for over-filling a bin while some thieving scumbag only gets an £80 fine for nicking stuff from shops… and…. Christ…. what about this?….  guy takes a photograph of a police car parked in a bus bay…. and the police question him under the Terrorism legislation….. … and here’s another one…. security guard at a shopping mall prevents people from taking photographs in the shopping mall because of terrorism threat…. this is just fucking ridiculous.

Cokehead: Chop chop…. chop chop…. don’t use the Oyster card!

George: God…. the bloody olympics start on Friday…. They’re all going to be drug tested.  Some Italian fencer has already been found out.  Apparently the next thing is injecting DNA into the body…. not detectable.  Frankly… I’d find it far more interesting if they allowed athletes to use any drug they choose…. I’d love to see someone high jump forty feet into the air.

Caroline:   Did you know that Amnesty International estimates that 374 people will be executed during the Olympics?

George: No!… who?….  journalists?

Caroline rolled her eyes heavenwards, sighs and picks up her glass of wine.

Caroline:   No, George… not journalists…. chinese nationals who have committed crimes.  71 offences in China carry the death penalty according to Amnesty.

Cokehead: Here comes the Candyman…. Good evening, Mr Candyman.

Caroline… laughing: George… I love the parrot…. but we just can’t have a parrot talking about line dancing and candy men and ordering double vodkas…. I’m sorry, darling … but it will have to go.


West London Man (21): Upwardly beautiful and officialdom – Audio Version


Other West London Man episodes may be found: here

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4th August: Daily Legal News

4th August: Daily Legal News up on Insitelaw magazine

Gordon Brown gets trained by female personal trainer – and other stories.


John Bolch, Family Lore, has started doing podcasts:

Introduction to divorce | Introduction to Children Law | Parental Responsibility

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To hear F1 drivers saying they hope to ‘podium’ set me wondering.  If they can turn the noun ‘podium’ into a verb, so can I.  So I have taken up the practice of podiuming. I am not entirely sure how I shall practise this art because I am not likely to come across a podium to go podiuming on.  Perhaps those who are going to run, jump and throw things at the Olympics will also be going podiuming or hoping to podium. Anyway… I podium, you podium, he and she podiums.  Please feel free to turn nouns into verbs and comment below.  I suggested to Infobunny on Twitter that she is now going ‘aproning’ after purchasing a butcher’s apron today. Charon on Twitter? Indeed I am… That is quite enough of this… so moving on…

Hubris and vacuity…
Tony Blair accused Gordon Brown of generating ‘hubris and vacuity’ in a devastating private memo analysing his mistakes, which last night threatened to blow a hole in the heart of government. Excellent story. The Minotaur may have been able to skulk away in the labyrinth counting the shekels, but he has proved, beyond doubt, beyong peradventure, that he is completely crap at being the No 1. The Observer

Geeklawyer has been in Japan – and climbed Mount Fuji. Here is a link to his latest video report.

John Bolch, Family Lore, has produced some good podcasts on specific aspects of Family Law with more to come.  The First three are: Divorce Introduction | Children Law Introduction | Parental Responsibility

Carl Gardner, Head of Legal, continuers to monitor and comment on leading cases in Human Rights and this week has a note on ‘Obama the law lecturer’. Lo-fi continues to provide a remarkably useful weekly list of internet tools.

Blawg Review, the weekly carnival of law bloggers, while US oriented (in the main) is always worth checking out.  Last week Simple Justice hosted Review 170 themed around the 14th Amendment to the US Constitution, written by a US defense attorney.


It has been a long weekend of writing for a law book and blogging – time now for me to turn some nouns into verbs so I am going to rioja…. as in drinking the stuff.


Postcard from the Staterooms Part 1 – Silly Season is a bit longer.

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Well…. it was never going to be long …. but Jaws is back and hot to trot and ready to receive your donations for his inclusive all faiths campaign. He’s going to Beijing on August 4th – so, if you want to ask him a question – send him an email to his new MySpace site.  As I have no faith and do not believe in the unbelievable, of whatever flavour / flavor – this is a tea party I shall pass on…. or, a word I prefer…. ‘avoid’.

Tea with Tone in China – home to democracy.

I don’t need to worry about offending the sensitivities of the Republic of China – my blog is blocked by the Great Firewall of China.  I am holding a one man boycott of the Olympic games here at my Staterooms in West London.  I cannot justify this entirely on political or moral grounds, of course (But there is an element of that in my boycott) – I just don’t see the point in using up any of the sand remaining in my ‘timer’ on watching someone run 100 yards or jump into the air…. but, as ever, each to their own….whatever gets you hot.

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West London Man (20): A trip to Sainsbury’s Audio version

Run Time: 5.27 mins
Produced: West London

The Part of George was played by Charon.  The parts of the sales assistant, the elderly lady and Bronwyn were played by a voice text to speech synthesiser by Cepstral

Listen to West London Man (2): A trip to Sainsbury’s Audio version

Saturday afternoons bored George. It was not so much the gap in the day between lunch and an evening of hedonistic pleasure, but the general administration of life – the trip to Sainsbury’s, the trip to the dry cleaner, the trip to the bloody delicatessens in Turnham Green Terrace. George decided to do the Sainsbury’s run himself this afternoon while Caroline took the children for a walk at Chiswick House.

Parking his BMW 4×4 in the Sainsbury’s car park, George walked into the supermarket and headed straight for the cigarette counter.

Assistant: Good afternoon, how are you?

George:  As well as can be expected, given that I am having my wooden leg changed later this afternoon, thank you.  You OK?

Assistant: I’m fine, thank you.

George: Well, that’s good.  Can I have a pack of Marlboro fully leaded please?

Assistant: I’m sorry, I don’t think we sell fully leaded ones.  What are they?

George: Sorry… The red Marlboro, please.

George paid for the pack of cigarettes and looked at the label.

George: Sorry about this, but the label on the pack says that these cigarettes will make me impotent. Would you mind changing this pack for some cigarettes that will give me fatal lung cancer instead, please.

Assistant: That’s not very nice.

George: I’m sorry… you’re quite right…  it is a joke in excellently bad taste.  Read it in The Guardian Weekend section this morning… an amusing article by Julian Barnes.

Assistant: Oh.  I don’t read the Guardian.  I read The Sun.

George: Excellent…  plenty of jokes in that.  The Guardian doesn’t usually do jokes, it has to be said… in fact, The Guardian is altogether too serious for any day, let alone a Saturday.  .

The assistant looked baffled and an elegant middle aged lady, standing in the adjacent queue, pursed her lips and gave George a disapproving look. George wandered off to collect a trolley and headed down the meats aisle.  An elderly couple were moving at a snail’s pace, weaving uncannily into George’s path as he approched them at speed.

George muttered to himself: God in heaven, how do these old people manage to have eyes in the backs of their heads.  They have all week to go shopping …. why do they have to do it on a bloody Saturday?

George found a gap and went for it, sailing past the old couple and down the aisle to the roast lamb arrea where he picked up a large leg of lamb. It took George approximately ten minutes to fill the trolley with shopping.

George saw a check-out with only one customer.  He also saw the same old couple he had barged past heading for the same counter.  The race was on.  George broke into a trot and just reached the check out before the old couple.George smiled at the elderly man and woman.

George: Sorry about that, but have to rush, getting my wooden leg changed today and have to leg it, pronto.

Elderly woman: You have a wooden leg?

George: The foot fell off the other day when I playing golf. Most unfortunate,  I was playing a difficult seven iron to the green and ended up slicing the ball into someone’s garden.

Elderly woman: Well I hope your new leg won’t cause you any problems.

George: Yes… no absolutely… can’t wander about worrying if my foot is going to fall off.

At that moment, George heard a familiar voice, the soft lilt of a very clever woman, a barrister by training.

Bronwyn: George… behave yourself…  You don’t have a wooden leg… that was a disgraceul performance, running with your trolley to queue jump these lovely people.  I insist that you let them go first.

George laughed: My apologies…. my learned friend is right…. I find shopping very boring – please go first…

Elderly lady: I didn’t think you did have a wooden leg.  You did manage to trot quite fast with that trolley though.

George turned to greet his friend, an attractive blonde in her mid-forties with bright blue eyes.  An amused smile played on her lips as George bent to kiss her cheek.

Bronwyn: I think you need to buy me a cup of coffee when we get out of here.  I want to know what you have been up to.    I heard that Caroline has gone back to work.


Listen to West London Man (2): A trip to Sainsbury’s Audio version

EPISODES 1 – 19 of West London Man – may be found here

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I had the opportunity some years ago to visit Moscow and  stand in Red Square. That I did not do so is a cause of some regret.  It would have been good to see Lenin,  to have spent time in a different culture and see some of the remarkable architecture and art of pre and post Soviet Russia. I still reckon the Russians have one of the best national anthems – but there we are…  I also enjoy listening to Frank Zappa, Led Zeppelin and Italian Opera. I do not hold myself out, of course, as having any knowledge of music.  I like a good tune!

Lest you think that I have started taking an interest in Russian owned English football clubs or I am  changing my thoughts from moving to Brighton to moving to Moscow, I am not. Russia is a country I would like to visit.  I recall, just over thirty years ago, sitting in a Jurisprudence tutorial.  We were asked to look at the theory of Soviet Jurisprudence. It was a difficult decision, one of many that I was to face in later life; but on this occasion   – Soviet jurisprudence versus a night of hedonistic pleasure in a bar.

The fact that no-one seemed to have done any work at all for this tutorial was ironic given that the Stalinist jurist Andrei Vyshinsky expressed the view that law would wither away – when he wasn’t castigating, denouncing and attacking the old Bolshevik cadre as traitors and “swine.  Unfortunately, as students, we were not sharp enough to tell the tutor that there was not much to discuss – given the Soviet ideal that laws would not be needed in a communist state – so we were treated to an hour of surreal pleasure;  listening to a tutor, who did not seem to know much about Soviet Jurisprudence,  demonstrating his news reading skills by giving us a fairly comprehensive reading from the chapter of the book we were supposed to have read.  It may well have been his own book.  Time dims the memory of that bizarre afternoon.

Anyway…. on to the events of these turbulent times we live in …and talking of ‘turbulent’ – this week we had Jack Straw, sitting quietly, biding his time – as I like to think King Richard III did in his day –  while the young King Henry IV of the Labour Party, Brains Miliband (the youngest looking Foreign Minister the world has ever known – possibly) decided to write an essay on what he would like to do while Gordon Brown was on holiday and he was PM and published it in The Guardian.  Meanwhile…  The Minotaur, resting his clunking fist and taking a break from being hounded by the mob with flaming torches wishing to drive him out of office, dressed in navy suit trousers and an improbably beige jacket, went around Suffolk, trying not to scare holidaymakers,  for the delectation and delight of the Press and sundry photographers.

The Silly Season has started…
It is August. The political press has little of substance or ‘hard news’  to report on…  so, smelling political blood in the water after disastrous byelection results, polls and a bit of apostasy on the part of a senior member of the Cabinet, the Knights of the Fourth Estate, the defenders of our liberties,  veer between speculation and hyperventilation.

Last year, at this time, the Jedi of journalism, seasoned on a diet of self and peer administered adulation, hailed Gordon Brown for being able to walk on the flood waters drowning large parts of our sceptred isle.  This year they wait, implying tumult in the most trivial of signs, sharpening their vocabulary, preparing their prose and wait to be fed the political body of the son of the manse, a man who waited ten years to be the Prime Minister, who may well now be put to the vicious sword of hubris…  who faces the abyss and political exile and whose leadership of the Labour Party, some say, may consign the Party to worse than a wilderness… political armageddon, not a single seat in Scotland, extinction – and….   I can’t think of any more hyperbole to complete the sentence.  But… I am sure that some journo will think the word ‘diaspora’ could well be shoehorned into a paragraph somewhere in his or her column.

We must not, of course,  forget those implausibly handsome and good looking men and women who have perfected their ability to read English, written by others…  our television newsreaders who, rain or shine, make their way each day to make up and then, using a fairly limited range of approved expressions, hand down their knowledge of what is happening in our country.

I get up early each day – as it happens, at 3.30 – 4.00 am.  At about 5.00 in the morning, BBC News 24 unleashes one of the loudest newsreaders I have ever heard. I do not know his name. He has a curious habit of nodding his head to punctuate pretty well every point.  He always looks very serious – and sometime appears to grit his teeth, clench his jaw (as he nods)  to make himself look even more serious. .  I watch with fascination as he does this – and, thereby, do not listen to a word he shouts at me…. and I presume, others who are watching the news at this time of day.  At first,  this repeated nodding irritated me.  No longer.  Now, I sit with my coffee and a cigarette watching the television in my bunker to the right of my two computer screens  to see if he reaches the number of nods I estimate he will execute during a five minute period.

I have been ‘reading’ the news most weekdays since 7th January for my online magazine. I do not, it has to be said, do this task with the same skill as the professionals – but one day, I am tempted to mimic the mannerisms of the nodding newsreader, shout the news and nod at the end of each paragraph. Unfortunately – I only do audio podcasts…. but the simulation to the left will give you an idea of how I  might look if I was looking serious and about to nod while reading televised news.

Part II of Postcard from the Staterooms will follow… if I survive the night.

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West London Man – a collation….

I have collected all the episodes of West London Man onto one webpage for ease of use should you wish to listen to or read any of the episodes.  Click here

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1st August: Daily news and podcast

1st August: Daily news and podcast up on Insitelaw

Some rather good news on the podcast today – including a story from RollonFriday about the Eversheds AGM/Christmas piss up being cancelled.

Have a good weekend.

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