My daughter was admitted to the bar 11 Apr. It was a a kind of "Alice in Wonderlandish" affair with judges dressed in robes and an attendant jumping up and down 60 times to call names, but it was all a different environment for me and after the "parading" before the supreme court judges, they all had to go and sign the register and receive their certificate.
Daughter and ILater we she shouted us to a lunch at the
The Tea Room in the Queen Victoria building, opposite the Town hall. Great place.
Kind of old worldish, but real nice.
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