Obiter is used to being quizzed about which planet it inhabits, but it’s not often mistaken for a spacecraft. Until this week, when a letter arrived at Chancery Lane addressed to ‘Orbiter’. Even better, the letter was from a member of the profession we’ll call X, expressing his own amusement at being addressed as ‘X County Court’. Rest assured that the concerned party’s name shall remain client-confidential, unless extracted with the aid of alcohol.

Any more typing slips, Freudian or otherwise, that deserve to be shared?