You have got to be kidding me, feck my old bowler QC Sonia ha ha ha ha, i remember her in her younger days, quite a goer actually, we got smashed one night in Oxford after a law dinner, ended up sharing a bleedin hotel room, i can sodding remember it like it was yesterday.
You'll have to forgive me for our patheticness we were both pi$$ed as a$$holes:
"Let’s adjourn to the bedroom" she said. "I’m going to sue the sodding pants off you" i retorted. "You want to approach the bench and badger my witness?" She says. Nah i said -"Girl, you’re testi-fine". (Nice bloody rebuttal).
So we poured another glass (or two). "I need someone to look through these briefs" she giggled. "You’re so fine you make my whole courtroom out of order m'lady" i says.."Alan, you the prosecution can rest … at my place tonight" she replied. (it was getting sodding silly by now) I was getting bored if i'm honest.
"Are you pro-bono or just happy to see me?" She says. "Just be who you are. I’m not the one to judge". She tries again, the giggling was frankly starting to irritate.
"What better alibi could you have than spending the night with me?" Again it was getting a bit boring now so i'd had enough....
"Girl, I can sustain an objection for almost four bloody hours, so stop yer rambling, get yer kit off and lets do this, i'm off to watch Rovers play bleedin Rochdale in the morning".
Anyway, sorry about that, i'll give her a ring later see if i can persuade her to side with our case.