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The last Direct Access counsel I was against was an absolute hoot, and most enraged at my lack of obligingness in photocopying for him as if I were his instructing Solicitor. It was quite instructive to see how the Bar's usual courtesy melted away under that kind of stress.

And the one before that was a dream too, completely at sea, no idea which way was up, because no kindly Solicitor had spent hours trying to shake some kind of sense out of her client's chaotic instructions.

Welcome to the party.