Sian's blog posts tagged with 'pupillage'

Confessions of a wannabe QC part 6



I feel as though I'm going up in the world. It's Monday evening, I'm staying late for Criminal Advocacy and, rather than a slightly sorry sounding tin of soup, this evening I got left over curry! Of course, I was worried about reheating it incase I poisoned myself, so it was cold leftover curry but still... I am taking this as a culinery victory! It is not even 5pm and I am shattered. Much as it was needed, my weekend trip back to my former home in the North has almost killed me. My liver is no longer equipped for drinking on that level ( I was introduced to the art of a 'straw-pedo' by a qualified barrister this weekend) but I was also accutely aware of feeling like the 'old bird' about town. I suppose being November and, pretty heavy on the deadlines, it makes sense that only the freshers were really out, but I felt really quite mumsy for a minute there as me and my 3 former housemates stood in the middle of the ocean dancefloor lamenting where the time had gone.

    The real reason I was up there was somewhere between networking, socialising and proving to the lot I left behind from our Bar Society that, contrary to popular belief, I hadn't died. I think they have a bet going on how many weeks it'll take for me to succumb to GDL induced death... or at least a nervous breakdown (that one's the runner up prize.) So, I proved myself... and quite smug I felt too. I was the only former committee member to attend, which, excusing those presently abroad, means I am not the most over-worked under-funned person from our generation of wannabes! I even managed to stand up rather convincingly to Nottingham's equivalent of Ant and Dec (only in legal Barrister world... not showbiz world) and was not mercilessly mocked by their smutty jokes and terrible innuendos all evening as I was at this event last year! But then, then people had to chat business didn't they? So, rule number one: I have to stop referring to anything remotely Bar-related as "scary" (eventhough it is more terrifying than an audition in front of Simon Cowell) it gives off the wrong vibe apparently. Coupled with this, I need to acquire more arrogance, but not on the level a man can get away with. Several young men that I have known through my work on the committee were mentioned in, less than complimentary terms so, I know the type to avoid. Rule three: apply for pupillage this year. That was the one I was most frightened of. I'm not putting it off deliberately, it's just... time is somewhat stretched to capacity at the moment and I'm not sure if there is space in this overloaded wardrobe for another outfit- however stunning or appealing. Pupillage applications are like the kind of dress that is incredible and you love it but, you know you're gonna have to go on atkins and stick to a rigid gym schedule just to squeeze your fat self into it. Worth it in the end but, you're gonna suffer hugely in the process. And, in the unlikely event you actually secure an interview well... that'll be like bootcamp. Not sure if I have the mental capability to process all that right now. In the words of Scarlett O'Hara: "I'll think about that tomorrow... tomorrow is another day."

Confessions of a wannabe QC part 10



Ok, so what I wanna know is where has the time gone? The final exam dates are in, I have a place on the BPTC and the home straight of the GDL is in full swing. It's absolutely terrifying that I have about 3 1/2 weeks of actual legal learning left to go... this is all the law I am ever gonna know and then, come September I have to start putting some of this into practice. I am questionning more than ever my choice not to be a legal puritan!

   It finally feels like spring which, I always find very positive. The fact that I have more work than I know what to do with seems to fade into insignificance as the nights are drawing out and the sun is shining every other day. It's all in my head but, strangely the course doesn't seem so hellishly busy just because it's bright outside. I'll take this over January any day. But the maddest thing is now making plans for the summer and the prospect of getting my life back, at least for three months or so! Beyond that is even madder- looks like I'm moving to London so, I am preparing to be poorer than ever as, I think they'd tax air up there if they were able to enforce it! I suddenly feel very adult again, looking at property and the like. I suppose the silver lining of all these civil law modules is that I'll actually understand the contract to the house this time round. I feel very empowered!

   Then of course, the next biggie is pupillage applications. After being slightly bullied into making applications this year, and, on reflection I have decided my bully is far scarier than the application process, I have to start the somewhat awkward process of trying to sing your own praises on paper to a bunch of strangers all the while attempting to sound personable and not in the least conceited or narcisistic! That, is a difficult balance to strike. I am definitely more of an 'in the flesh' kind of person, that way they get to see my charming, personality, infectious laugh and other pint-sized cuteness! Oh how I wish that were true!