oa Advocate - The perils of a pupil

Volume 5, Issue 2
  • ISSN : 1012-8743



I am a Pupil. What trainee solicitors are to solicitors, pupils are to barristers. Most people have a boss, I have a pupil master. The greatest help I can be to him is to pretend that I'm not there, so although my desk is in his room, I say nothing in the morning. I don't tell him how I was chased into the gutter by a Rolls Royce on the way to work. He drives a Rolls; I pedal a bike. He is not interested in the price of inner tubes, or the price of anything for that matter, save perhaps dining room tables at 3,000. He earns a fortune - I don't. In a way I'm lucky, for until recently the archaic nature of pupillage required that I paid him (100 guineas) for the honour of working with him. Now he lets me do it for nothing - literally.

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