This was to be my first day of pupillage. The moment i had been working towards for four years, and i was LATE, i could feel my head dripping as i maintained the jog which i had done since i, rather enthusiastically, jumped of the bus banged into an old lady and may have caused her recent hip replacement to be re-booked.
I had found it, YES, i stumbled through the door. Looked around to admire the archaic building that i was now apart of. My pupil mistress found me leaning against her office door, panting like a bitch on heat. She looked me up and down, Inspecting her misfortune and by all accounts her disappointment. She turned to walk back into her office, Stopped promptly, Turned to me and said "what are those" i followed her finger down, I could see the mistake i had made, My bright red converse stood out from beneath my black pants, Shit, My shoes. She shook her head and smiled, "your desk is over there next to mine". I ran to sit, Well i ran to hide really from the shame, but it was not big enough to do so, so i settled for burying my head under the desk whilst i changed my shoes.
My pupil mistress, Florence Gilmore, her reputation also went before her. A great advocate and a genius in her own right, What she had done to deserve being stuck with me for a year was beyond me.
This is it, This is the start of the journey i entered into four years ago in the enrolling station of my now distant uni. I sat daydreaming about the first day of uni when i heard a loud and stern voice call my name "HARRY" "Lets go, We are in court in 30 minutes, Bring your wig and gown". "Bring my wha.........."
SHIT, i knew there was something i forgot.............
