FIRST WEEK DECEMBER 2009 (30TH NOV’-5TH DEC.09)

MON. 30TH NOVEMBER 2009
Oh, the Squib’s not out today, meaning that the Squib on the stands was last week’s. Our apologies to dear Squibbers, especially those who persisted in troubling our correspondents for their “Monday-Monday tonic!”

Came to Ikeja High Court. For two cases. Had a meeting at the Bar Centre (NBA Ikeja Secretariat). Our new secretariat is coming up. All eyes will behold it.

TUE. 1ST DECEMBER 2009
Was at the Ikeja High Court. People were asking: “where is this week’s Squibb?” Did you publish this week?” etc.

WED. 2ND DECEMBER 2009
Came to the Ikeja High Court. The usual court scene of litigants, lawyers, loafers, staffers, etc, all about.

That cholera/dysentery cesspool at the entrance of Justice Alogba’s court now bigger, yet the authorities continue to turn a blind eye. What a shame!

THUR. 3RD DECEMBER 2009
Was at the Ikeja High Court. For a matter. Before an engaging judge. Laptopped judex. May be to kill boredom, this obviously intellectual adjudicator played mental games with counsel, a kind of legal swordsmanship.

FRI. 4TH DECEMBER 2009
Came to the “Tafawa Balewa Square Court” Onikan, Lagos! Is there any such court? Though not so named, it won’t be wrong to refer to the 11 High Courts sited at the Old National Assembly Building, Lagos.

Did my case and then took off to the Ikeja High Court. The world Cup 2010 draws held in South Africa, today.

Nigeria in the same group with Argentina, South Korea and Greece. We should qualify from this group, for the second round. At least.

SAT. 5TH DECEMBER 2009
With three other Tigers came to the Police College, Ikeja for the Ikeja Bar’s weekend sports programme.

Our fun was stopped mid-way, by one self important fellow, who drove his shiny black jeep right on to the field to bark peremptorily at us: “carry your ball!”

The big man cop, obviously showing off his ride, still wheeled round to the edge of the field that we retired to, to ask, “you want me to seize your ball?”

You would have thought us erring school boys and the fellow, the high and mighty Mr. School Principal!

Imagine our mortification, when the man disclosed to us that “I am a lawyer too!” Lawyer?