During the never ending lockdown I sat in my study and glanced up at my certificate from the President of the Law Society congratulating me on completing 50 years on the Roll and thought of the years which had rolled by (almost without me noticing them) and the many memories of my journey as a lawyer. Here are some snapshots.
Articled clerk
I was articled to my father initially. Bad idea but, since I had no intention of being a solicitor, might as well. The first day I remember so well. I arrived at his office and his secretary (Mrs Burke) had told all the staff that I was to be addressed as Miss Judith. That went down well. My father took me into a room and gave me a lease to read, a chore so incredibly boring that I thought I wouldn’t last the day.
I had to go for a meeting at the Law Society for an interview to see if I was suitable
