I did what I could to keep my young friend Lena on the tracks, but to no avail.
Here she is, barely 26, drinking, smoking, studying LAW, of all things (and with a pretty rum lot, from the look of it), but evidently doing quite well.
(Her exam results were 14, 11, 11 and 11 which sounds very much like what I used to achieve – if that’s the right word – in maths. Except mine were percentages and in her case, the closer you get to 10, the the better you are. So she says).
Apparently she’s well on track to being a judge (so says her grey-haired mother), so it’ll be advisable to keep on the right side of the law in future.
She’s a lovely girl, but she’s never forgiven me for my lawyer jokes…
What are 4 law students chained together on the ocean floor?
A good start…