A mock Law exam started the week off with a bit of a panic – as we sat on the mets, trains and buses feverishly reading our notes.
Nine questions saw us examining some of the worst and most expensive reporting mistakes with cleverly disguised names: “Hollywood stars Mitchell Dugdale and Welsh beauty Caitlin Delta Davies.”
After the other week I had banished all yellow pages from my house.
But since sitting down to tackle another page – this time the lucky number 100 – they can perhaps have that small space at the back of the office cupboard.
However I’m not sure everyone feels the same - yet again there was a wide range of potential stories pulled from the ever thinning book including bouncy castles, weddings, computer repair, and the obligatory insurance company.
We were told by Jack that we had a reporting surprise on Thursday afternoon and were warned to put all pub related thoughts out of our minds.
The great surprise was in fact another mock exam - not the best surprise I've ever had...but probably one of the most useful.
But Jack remained positive, stressing that this would be somewhat of a learning curve (or in some cases crash) - my stress levels in those last ten minutes were far higher than those Gradham teachers, and I'm afraid afterwards, I too, did resort to drink.
I've nearly come to terms with the shorthand brick wall that I seem to have hit head on - though not even people changing the folder names from "we love shorthand" to "we hate shorthand" or "Dawn Johnston" to "Jawn Donstons seductive voice" could ease the frustration of a third week at 80 wpm.
Thursday evening we descended upon Bluu for a truly deserved drink and turned our attention to the more important events of the week – the announcement of the Christmas party!
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