At first, GDL student Anastasia Steal doubts the wisdom of Christopher Grey QC's insistence that she complete her mini-pupillage with him on a Sunday, but pretty soon she finds herself having the best day of her life.
As I walked through Gray’s Inn, I caught my reflection in a puddle that had gathered from last night’s storm. God I looked so tired, so mousy, so...grey. "He’s so out of my league," I whispered to myself as I arrived outside the splendid Georgian exterior of Gray’s Inn Chambers.
"You’re late," came a voice from behind me I knew all too well already, its velvety tones echoing around Gray’s Inn.
"But it’s 8.55, you said 9am," I responded, my voice quivering.
"Exactly," said Mr Gray, a trace of what seemed like a smile forming momentarily on his lips – oh those lips! – before vanishing again.
There was a pause as we looked at each for a fraction of a second too long. Then Mr Grey spoke again:
"There's been a slight issue with the entry code to chambers. This being Sunday, it seems I'm unable to gain access. But no matter. I shall take you on a tour of the Inns of Court instead, while relaying to you my professional successes that have taken me this far. Do you have a pen and paper with which to take notes?"
GDL student Anastasia Steal bumps into Christopher Grey QC, head of Gray's Inn Chambers, in the most unlikely of locations
Every hour I checked my email, but each time I was disappointed. A week after that incredible morning when I interviewed Mr Grey for Lawyer2B, and still no confirmation of the mini-pupillage he had offered me.
He had offered it to me, hadn’t he? Could I have been dreaming? Had Mr Grey’s impeccable aura somehow combined with the magnificence of the watercolours in Gray’s Inn Chambers to make me imagine it all?
"Ana, we’re running low on those small screw hinges in aisle ten. Could you go and get some more out of the back?"
"Sure, Dave," I responded, looking up at the ruddy face of my supervisor at the New Cross branch of B&Q, where I work on Saturdays. A more different creature to Mr Grey it was impossible to imagine.
As I made my way to the back of the store, I couldn’t help but notice the eye-catching figure of an extremely well proportioned man with his back to me clad in figure-hugging jeans and a sweater that appeared to be made of the very finest of cashmere. The man’s hair was copper and tousled. It couldn’t be...
GDL student Anastasia Steal relives the extraordinary day she met Christopher Grey QC, head of Gray's Inn Chambers
As I approached Mr Grey's chambers, I tried to pull myself together. But it was no use.
I shouldn’t even have been here. My GDL course-mate, who writes a blog for Lawyer2B, was ill with a fever, and I said I’d step in to help out with her latest piece – an interview with Christopher Grey QC, one of the country’s most famous barristers. Why was I so nervous?
Entering Gray's Inn Chambers, I was struck by the beautiful furnishings of the interior, the wallpaper’s Laura Ashley pattern blazing a mark on my soul that immediately etched into a permanent scar as the view from the far window caught my gaze. “What gardens!” I sighed to myself.
Then I spotted the watercolours – a series of glorious depictions of Gray’s Inn gardens through the seasons.
“The winter scene is my favourite,” said a husky baritone that came from behind me. Startled, I spun around.
On Tuesday, we relayed the extraordinary news that 18 Red Lion Court veteran Anthony Arlidge QC, 75, had left his partner of 12 years, judge and barrister Constance Briscoe, for a 27 year-old wannabe barrister called ‘Heather’.
We can reveal the identity of Heather below...
In his recently relinquished role of Master of Entertainments at Middle Temple, Anthony Arlidge QC was able to "illuminate for...the student body the sheer magic of music, dance, theatre and history."
Perhaps this capacity explains how the veteran 18 Red Lion Court barrister managed to pull a 27-year old Bar wannabe called "Heather", for whom he has since left his partner of 12 years, the 9-12 Bell Yard barrister and part-time recorder Constance Briscoe.
“Dave and I went to great lengths to keep our relationship secret at work,” recalls paralegal-turned PA Zoe Michael, 23.
Who can blame them? “Dave” (pictured) is David Green, managing partner of MTA Solicitors – Zoe’s boss.
“We’d travel to and from the office together but he’d drop me off and pick me up round the corner, out of sight of colleagues,” continues Zoe, speaking exclusively to leading newspaper The Daily Express.
“Of course I was conscious of my position and how people might react to us dating,” chips in Dave.
Goodness! How did this dangerous liaison begin?
This morning it emerged that Kim Kardashian is looking to go out with a lawyer.
Having broken up with basketball star Kris Humphries after just 72 days of marriage last October, socialite Kardashian, 31, is ready to move on.
"[I'm looking for] a lawyer or businessman. Something different," she told Female First.
I wasn't surprised by Kim's decision to target her hunt for love in this way. After all, lawyers have a lot going for them...
Legal Cheek’s new online dating correspondent InkSplinter on the evening she found out that pensions law comes under the remit of "human rights"
E had a great profile: witty, cheeky sparkle in the eye in his pic, plus he was a human rights lawyer (which I assumed meant he was smart, informed and noble). So we agreed to meet.
However, alarm bells sounded before we even got that far. I foolishly accepted his request to Skype, and it immediately became clear he was too pushy. His online conversation was essentially a monologue, albeit a generally amusing one. If I interrupted the flow by asking a question that deviated from his script he tended to just ignore it. He corrected me for typing Hollywood without a capital H: "Pronoun. Capital 'H'." I wish I'd replied: "Proper noun. Fucking. Idiot."
Then he got too demanding. You know how on Skype you can choose to be "invisible", but how if someone's invisible and you message them, it'll give them away with a telltale "pop"? Well, E started sending me messages every day, and so every time I logged in and he was there (which was every time I logged in), he would oblige me to converse with him. For example, I received the following one evening:
At a loose end on Valentine's Day, Alex Aldridge signs up to several websites aimed specifically at members of the legal profession who are looking for love
Single? Find yourself attracted to like-minded people? Well, you’re probably already on one of the niche lawyer dating websites which keep appearing. For those who aren’t, I joined a few this morning, nipped out for a date over lunch, then raced back to Legal Cheek headquarters to write a blog recounting my experiences.
The first sites I found were Lawyerflirts.com and Datelawyer.com. They’re a bit of a cheat, because after you sign up you’re sent through to millionairematch.com where I couldn’t spot a single lawyer. I did, however, find lots of smooth-talking businessmen, including London-based 'DancingLover 60' who has "a big heart and small ego, a sense of humour and a scents of Armani."
There’s a suspicious lack of lawyers on Dating4lawyers.com, too. Most of the users seem to be either after someone with loads of cash, or are themselves in receipt of riches which they are crudely seeking to exploit in their quest for a partner who’s hotter than them.
So how do lawyers find other lawyers to go on dates with?
Dear Auntie Em,
I read with great interest your piece dated 6 February, 'Barrister, 40: How I Netted Stunner, 25'.
As it happens, I'm 40 myself, a barrister, and, since the breakdown of my relationship two years ago, single.
Despite re-reading the aforementioned article a number of times, I'm still not clear how the barrister involved, David Wilman (pictured), netted his stunner, 25.
Could you provide me with some advice?
Thank you in advance,