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What Is The Public Attitude Towards Lawyers
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Here's a toss up.....What Is The Public Attitude Towards Lawyers
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This has set me wondering, do we actually have lawyers in the UK, are they not solicitors or barristers or are they something in their own right?
22:28 Wed 30th Jan 2013
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Prudie 'lawyers' is just the term for barristers and solicitors. We also have Notaries Public who are invariably solicitors with an additional qualification which empowers them to certify and make legal documents required in international matters, usually such things as shipping, and making documents, prepared in the UK, valid for use in foreign jurisdictions. You may also see "Commissioner for Oaths". This was a solicitor who was specifically authorised to administer oaths when affidavits and other sworn documents were made, but , nowadays, any solicitor can do that work.
I've answered you in law however I wonder whether you ought to consider the answers from different sets of people
1) those who have had personal experience of a lawyer and whether it was good or bad and
2) those that have had no experience and base their views on the likes of the Daily Wail or how they are portrayed on the TV.
1) those who have had personal experience of a lawyer and whether it was good or bad and
2) those that have had no experience and base their views on the likes of the Daily Wail or how they are portrayed on the TV.
some great jokes - here is my contribution:-
A big city lawyer went duck hunting in rural Yorkshire. He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell into a farmer's field on the other side of a fence. As the lawyer climbed over the fence to collect the bird, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and asked him what he was doing.
The lawyer replied, "I shot a duck and it fell in this field. Now I'm going in to retrieve it."
The old farmer looked the lawyer in the eyes and stated firmly, "This is my property, and you are not coming over here."
The lawyer huffed angrily, "I am one of the best barristers in the country. If you don't let me get my duck, I'll sue you."
The old farmer smiled. "Apparently, you don't know how we do things in Yorkshire. We settle small disagreements like this with the Yorkshire Three Kick Rule."
The lawyer asked, "What's the Yorkshire Three Kick Rule?"
The Farmer answered, "Well, first I kick you three times and then you kick me three times, and so on, back and forth, until someone gives up."
The lawyer thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local custom.
The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the lawyer. His first kick to the shin had the lawyer hopping around on one foot when suddenly the farmer planted the toe of his heavy work boot into the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees. The attorney was flat on his belly when the farmer's third kick to a kidney nearly caused him to pass out.
The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and managed to get to his feet and said, "Okay, you old bugger, now it's my turn."
The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can have the duck."
A big city lawyer went duck hunting in rural Yorkshire. He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell into a farmer's field on the other side of a fence. As the lawyer climbed over the fence to collect the bird, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and asked him what he was doing.
The lawyer replied, "I shot a duck and it fell in this field. Now I'm going in to retrieve it."
The old farmer looked the lawyer in the eyes and stated firmly, "This is my property, and you are not coming over here."
The lawyer huffed angrily, "I am one of the best barristers in the country. If you don't let me get my duck, I'll sue you."
The old farmer smiled. "Apparently, you don't know how we do things in Yorkshire. We settle small disagreements like this with the Yorkshire Three Kick Rule."
The lawyer asked, "What's the Yorkshire Three Kick Rule?"
The Farmer answered, "Well, first I kick you three times and then you kick me three times, and so on, back and forth, until someone gives up."
The lawyer thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local custom.
The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the lawyer. His first kick to the shin had the lawyer hopping around on one foot when suddenly the farmer planted the toe of his heavy work boot into the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees. The attorney was flat on his belly when the farmer's third kick to a kidney nearly caused him to pass out.
The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and managed to get to his feet and said, "Okay, you old bugger, now it's my turn."
The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can have the duck."