Rumpole, Hutz and Petrocelli
22 Affidavit Street
London
Dear Sirs or Madams
I write, inter alia, in connection with the recent dismissal from your company of Mr Glen Twerk, carpe diem. As Mr Twerk's actual proper lawyer - and not just his mate from the darts team who's offered to knock up a vaguely legal-sounding letter for him - I have advised my client that the termination of his contract constitutes, herewith and forthwith, unfair dismissal, in addition to being wrongful dismissal and possibly habeas corpus and a bit of the old droit du seigneur, as well.
I am given to understand, dictum factum, that you assert there has never been any agreement in place that my client should be permitted to work from home. Well, if you will excuse the legal parlance, that is bang out of order, mate. Having reviewed Mr Twerk's contract, in between matches down at the Royal Oak last Saturday evening, I have found, quo vadis, no clause that specifically forbids home working. I am sure, per ardua ad astra, that the repercussions of this omission will be quite plain to you. For the avoidance of doubt I would refer you to the case of Atomic Cleaners Ltd vs Maximillian the Wonder Dog, which clearly establishes a precedent, quod erat demonstrandum and, indeed, in flagrante delicto.
In vino veritas and, ergo, post meridian. Or, in other words, we've got you by the cobblers there, son.
Howsoever and wherefore art thou, notwithstanding the contractual ramifications, my client and I have considered your argument that since Mr Twerk was employed in the capacity of forklift truck operator in your warehouse, working from home was not, and never would be, a viable and practical way of fulfilling his contractual obligations. We are sympathetic, of course, but feel that this is still a rather thin justification for the removal of my client's basic rights.
Our response to this is in two parts. Firstly, and penultimately, we feel that your attitude shows a remarkable deficiency of understanding of modern work practices, vis-à-vis and pro bono, technologies and methodologies that mean that working from home is both economically and environmentally advantageous to all parties.
Secondly, and finally, myself and Mr Twerk have carried out a number of practical assessments, and as a result of these tests we have proved the Mr Twerk is perfectly able to operate his forklift in his front room, with only slight damage to the furniture and minimal complaints from the neighbours.
In conclusion, sine qua non, ex post facto, caveat emptor and spaghetti carbonara, my client and I have significant reason to believe that we've got you done up like a bleeding kipper. What you got to say about that then, mush?
Yours Faithfully
Perry Rumpole, Bsc, Tcp, WD40
Solicitor at Law
Exhibit A
There's really nothing better than watching a shy, timorous young goth, hidden beneath its protective camouflage of foundation and eyeliner, as it jabs away at the sun-baked earth with a rusty garden fork.
Most people take the view that goths are best left to their own devices, wallowing in self-pity in some dark and gloomy corner of their bedrooms, and this really is a great pity. The truth is that they flourish in sunlight and frequently manage to dredge up some vestige of inner joy when surrounded by the vibrant colours of nature. With the sun on their startled little faces, it's as if they somehow come alive.
That's what Goths in Gardens is really all about. We are a charity that reaches out to sociopathic and disaffected young goths, dragging them, often reluctantly, blinking into the daylight. At our specially designed goth-friendly allotment they get a chance to get their hands dirty working with the soil, gaining valuable new life skills, learning all sorts of interesting things about slugs and snails and spending quality time with tomatoes.
The Goth Tent.
These special blackout cubicles provide a safe retreat for timid and confused goths when sunlight becomes too much for them.
And now we're reaching out to you. Trowels don't come cheap so we're asking you to give whatever you can to help our worthy cause. And perhaps, with your help, we can finally help these poor disadvantaged goths to become valued members of society rather than the miserable and whiney little freaks that they are.
Goths: The Fact and the Fiction
There are many misconceptions about goths. Here we take a few moments to explode a few of them... Misconceptions, that is, not goths.
Contrary to popular belief, goths do not shrivel up when exposed to sunlight.
Although there are fewer of them around these days, goths are not officially an endangered species. You're thinking of pandas.
Goths are not waterproof and will fall apart like a wet paper bag when exposed to moisture.
Goths do not eat bamboo. Again, that's pandas.
Many people still believe that goths are not allowed on British roads. If fact it has been legal for a goth to drive a motor vehicle since 1983.
Goths are not capable of intercepting radio signals and, despite the rumours, have never been used by the intelligence services for counter espionage.
Children's author Elizabeth Beresford did not base the Wombles on a goth called Bertie Muffin whom she met on Wimbledon Common in 1967.
Although usually a slow and shambling creature, goths are capable of reaching speeds of up to 38mph.
Goths do not have any inhibitions about mating in captivity... pandas again.
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So why is Rent-A-Shoe the natural choice for investors?
Well, between them, Rent-A-Shoe's directors already have over twenty years' experience in the quality hat rental arena, easily outperforming competing hat rental companies in terms of both sales and customer feedback. That same model will help us gain a foothold* in the shoe leasing business.
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*Pun intended. †This one too. ‡Not this one though.
Sticking Flags in Stuff
"It's not theft. I'm staking a claim."
So says Harry Barrel, who for the last fifty years has been going round sticking flags into other people's stuff. At 76 years of age, Harry is a familiar sight around Doncaster and those outlying villages fortunate enough to be situated on a convenient bus route. Locals are used to seeing him thrusting flagpoles into things that don't belong to him, but which he thinks ought to. No one is clear about why he has chosen to terrorise Doncaster in particular, although it's fair to say that if he tried the same sort of nonsense in Glasgow, which is where he actually lives, the locals would most probably have sorted him out years ago.
His most recent spree saw him in court after he impaled a Volvo and then tried to make off with it - an enterprise destined for failure since, impressively, he managed to drive the flagpole straight through the engine block. The vehicle barely managed a cough and a splutter before the local rozzers arrived to effect an arrest.
In summing up, the judge congratulated Mr Barrel on his athleticism - such prodigious strength being especially impressive for someone in such an advanced state of decay - but suggested that perhaps his talents might be put to better use. It needs to be said that this feller was relatively new to the business of judging - he still had the price ticket in his wig - and had he been older and wiser he would have known that his advice would fall on stony ground. In this instance, as had happened so many times before, Mr Barrel was unrepentant and used the occasion of his trial to make his case.
"Putting flags in things is a perfectly legitimate way of legally transferring ownership of goods," Mr Barrel announced, much to the delight of the spectators and assembled media, who view him as a combination of folk hero and batty eccentric. He continued: "Whole empires have been founded on the principle of sticking flags in stuff. It is a noble tradition, which I intend to continue, no matter what the consequences."
Mr Barrel was led away, accompanied by loud cheers, and it is reported that the court usher requested his autograph.
Some of the items that Mr. Barrel has 'claimed' over the years.
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