The Laguna Lawyer

It beggars belief that anyone could even contemplate voting for this lot ever again

A view from the North

A supermarket Car Park in Innercity Town, Votershire. In a quiet and secluded corner of the car park John Everyman approaches the rear passenger door of a vehicle. He opens the door and looks in.

JE: Mr Measures?

AM: That’s me. Alfred Measures, at your service. Alf to my friends. Come in and shut the door, the breeze will mess up my files.

Everyman gets into the backseat of the car alongside Alf Measures and closes the door.

JE: Well, I never thought that, if I needed a lawyer, I would have to meet them in the back of their car. Its a bit less glamourous than it looks on the telly.

AM: Think of me a bit like Matthew McConaughey.

JE: But you’re bald and fat.

AM: Well, I did say a bit. But I meant like that film, The Lincoln Lawyer? The film about the lawyer that has…

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