The sound of one hand clapping

This post was written by guest blogger Andy Fine.

It’s the sound you hear when I volunteer to take over this blog. I told Maud I’d help when it was revealed last week that I was to spend yesterday and today in meetings. Since I wasn’t a key participant, I figured I’d sit back, watch the other lawyers squabble, and post to the blog.

Two problems arose. First, the free wi-fi connection in the building I was stuck in is no longer free. Second, while at work it turned out I had to actually spend the time . . . working. I know, I know. I was in shock too.

Anyway, sorry for the silence. Hang on while I try to catch up. Since I will be going fast, there will be typos, bad grammar, etc. Sorry, but law practice has ruined my ability to write in a cogent manner. Send Maud your complaints.


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