Here's a return to a familiar OTF theme. I've just been made redundant. Again. By my count this is the seventh time in what I can find no more accurate term for than "my career" - a phrase that is only accurate in the sense of careering wildly from one situation to another.
I need to shout out to any solicitor types on here in the Surrey/Berkshire/West of London sort of enclave because I've a document that needs a legal eye to interpret it before I sign my own warrant. Needs to be attended to before the end of the week.
I need to shout out to any solicitor types on here in the Surrey/Berkshire/West of London sort of enclave because I've a document that needs a legal eye to interpret it before I sign my own warrant. Needs to be attended to before the end of the week.
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