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objects that look like sculptures but which occur naturally in the beds of certain Streams. Somebody fishes them out, cleans them up and provides baskets of them for sale to the tourists. I gave one away and kept the other – it looks like a headless fertility figure. at last!) with Derek Carter and Rosemary Ullyot. The less said about Derek's driving the better; however, when he wasn't joining Mike in Pete- and-Dud-style comedy routines he dashed me off some marvellous drawings to accompany my DUFF report (the publication of which was then imminently expected). Court – she would have been the equivalent of a judge's associate, She had arranged to take me on a tour of her place of work. Phil and Patrick Neilsen Hayden picked me up, originally intending to drop me and run. However, they both decided to stay, and Jennifer took all three of us to lunch in the Barristers' Dining Room (where barristers often take their clients). This room was strongly reminiscent of one of the older Melbourne University colleges, all wood panelling and bookshelves. The food was also reminiscent of university colleges. However, by this time Jennifer and I were lost in shop talk, and the men had glazed looks on their faces which I chose to interpret as fascination. The Canadian legal system is in many respects very similar to the Australian, but in practice there are all sorts of little differences. As in the United States the system of training is different, so that new members of the profession are unleashed upon the public at a much later age; it seemed that I, fully qualified at the age of 24, would bc regarded by North American standards as something of a child prodigy. few months previously visited Australia for some Commonwealth-sponsored vice-regal bunfight, and who was as a result convinced that Australians had a mania for pomp and ceremony. and similar in design – I think that such buildings were probably erected all over the British Empire in the 1880's. It had, however, been lovingly restored, and centrally heated. Jennifer took us to see a conference room (complete with dimmable lighting) that was fitted with wood panelling originally from the Old Bailey in London. Very romantic. All of the Court buildings are linked together, with a plaza extending into the city square surrounding them, so one was 'spared the sight of lemming-like hordes of barristers throwing themselves in front of innocent cars and buses. The High Court seemed unnaturally quiet; because the Masters and the Prothonotary are housed in another building there were no scurrying clerks. jury was being charged, so instead we watched Estey hearing submissions from two evidently extremely capable counsel on what appeared to be a suit for specific performance. It all turned on the construction of a condition precedent in a contract of sale drafted by someone whose English wasn't so hot anyway. I would have stayed all afternoon, but the men were beginning to get that glazed look again. We revived them with a cup of coffee in the staff cafeteria, and I realized that I did not recognize even one of the candy bars in the dispensing machine.
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