Facial Recognition

Dedication to your child now comes in the form of face tattoos. Julie and I have no idea who Amber Rose is. Trawling through the esteemed Law Society Gazette online service however, inexplicably drew us to her name and to her beautiful face. We still can’t work out how we were reading the critique of Judge Tatton’s controversial family ruling one minute and the next, looking at Amber Rose and her tattoos. It surely can’t have been anything to do with the allure of gossip on showbiz web pages - that is not how we spend our time, oh no.

Mother's Day

As he rolled into view, all bed-hair and sleepy eyed, I looked at the clock.  Early for him – it was still only 10.00am.  Could it be that he was keen to honour my special day? 

“Well?”  I ventured, “What do you say?”

“Sorry?” came the default teenage reply.  .  My son is always in default teenage mode – if in doubt, sound apologetic, change the subject and move on. I blame his father

“No.”  I replied somewhat tersely, while trying to maintain my beatific motherly vibe.  “Happy Mother’s Day!”…

Who are you?

My husband is very exercised about Brexit.  While everyone else is getting Brexit fatigue, he is not.  He has even set up a WhatsApp group with some of his colleagues in which he and they text to their hearts’ content about the subject.  While not giving away his viewpoint, I can tell you that the name of the group refers to an act towards Brexit which is described in the dictionary as “a 14th century intransitive verb, used in a context that can be indecent or obscene”…

No Jargon

“War.  Uh.  Good God what is it good for?  Absolutely nothing.”

This little ditty came to mind when I read a recent article about the President of the Law Society, the unfortunately named Nicholas Fluck, opening up a “pro bono” clinic.  I realised that in legalese (a language spoken only by lawyers) the translation would be:

“Conflict-resolution.  Uh. (no translation)   Almighty God quantum meruit?  Pro bono.”

To assist you with this and other terms or words of legal jargon, I thought I would provide a helpful dictionary…

Bad Ass

BAD ASS

 

“Bad Ass Inc!” he said. “That’s a good name.”  My son went on to explain.  “People will say ‘WOAHH!’ when they ask your clients for the name of their solicitor …and they get…  Bad Ass”.  Well, dear Reader, you can rest assured that I reprimanded him for his use of foul language.   “Bad Arse”, I chided, just as any responsible mother would, pointing out that his American pronunciation translates into bad donkey in English.

I have started my first blog referring to the phonetics of a word meaning back-side, bum or rear-end   Result!  Things, figuratively and literally, can only look up…

The Question Is

This is a new section in which I try to answer the strange and the mystifying in Family Law.  I am open to anyone sending questions in but to begin with, I have come up with some of my own.

First up comes a question arising from an exchange I recently had with my son.  Wearing a rather fetching outfit of blue trousers and red top but worried if it was a tad outré, I asked him what he thought of it.  “You look like Mario” he replied helpfully.  “Is that a good thing?” I replied in genuine ignorance of gaming-related references. “Yes” was the answer.  I smiled.  “…if you want to look like a fat Italian plumber.

This leads to my question.

Question: Can you divorce your child?…