blogplan.de

I am now on a list of weblogs in Nürnberg and Fürth – a shame they didn’t extend the map to include Erlangen.

It doesn’t seem possible to add a logo, but only a blogroll, which would put the names of all 10 local blogs and “powered [sic] by blogplan.de” in blue characters on the page.

EU dialogue with citizens website/EU-Webseiten: Dialog mit den Bürgern

There’s an EU portal now for EU dialogue with citizens, reports What’s new on the UK legal Web?
A large number of factsheets are available to download, and they can also be ordered by post. Thus I can select: recognition of qualifications, Germany, lawyers, in English. Here’s only part of it:

bq. Directive 98/5/EC (OJ No L 77 of 14 March 1998) gives all lawyers qualified to practise in another Member State in one of the capacities listed in Article 1 the right to practise in another Member State on a permanent basis, using the professional title gained in the home Member State. Under certain conditions, Member States can exclude some activities, such as the administration of estates of deceased persons and the creation or transfer of interests in land. Lawyers practising under their home-country professional title may, inter alia, give advice on the law of their home Member State, Community law, international law and the law of the host Member State. They must comply with the professional and ethical rules of both the host Member State and their home state. When representing clients in legal proceedings the host Member State may require lawyers practising under their home-country professional titles to work in conjunction with local lawyers who practise before the judicial authority in question.

And I can vary the main topic, subtopic and language.

MT found poem/Gefundenes MÜ Gedicht

Dieses Gedicht wurde nicht in einem Stück gefunden, sondern zusammengefügt aus Stücken der maschinenübersetzten Website Carey Park in Australien. Der Rhythmus hat – leise – Anklänge an Goethes “Prometheus”.

bq. Und ja
gibt es sogar im Freien
Stühle und Tabelle
und einen Grill
für jene langen Sommerabende.
Die olivgrünen Plantagen,
Reedausblick und die Balkone.

bq. Drei Nächte, einschließlich die hellen Mittagessen,
Lichtmittagessen,
ein Cutlery, ein elektrischer Krug,
ein devonshire tea grasen oder genießen.

bq. Die großen Pöbel der Känguruhs
Seniors Superretter
Pferd Reiten,
der Felsen vorangehen.

bq. Herr WebCounter sagt, daß Sie der Besucher sind
zum durch unsere schöne Senke zu stoppen.

bq. Sie haben nicht gelebt.

Dank an Christiane Sprinz bei der pt-Gruppe (Yahoo) für das Link.

Trainee solicitor a crap job/Englisches Rechtsreferendariat kritisiert

Buch (in Oktober erscheinend) beschreibt Rechtsreferendariat (trainee solicitor) als sechstschlechtesten Job in England.

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The book ‘Crap Jobs’, edited by Dan Keiran, is to be published in October. ISBN: 0553816896. If it’s like his earlier ‘Crap Towns’, it is humorous but not totally divorced from reality.

According to Roll on Friday, being a trainee solicitor is the sixth-worst job in Britain:

bq. The book describes a trainee who accepted a job at a high street firm for the Law Society minimum wage. He found himself being given a succession of menial tasks by an irritable partner (surely not?), including repairing photocopiers, washing cars, cleaning shoes and spending a month “fighting spiders the size of my head” in archives. His only litigation experience seems to have been apologising to an irate judge after the partner failed to turn up in court.

I quite enjoyed my articles (as the traineeship was called in those days), especially litigation and conveyancing (I was working for a building society where the mortgagors were represented by licensed conveyancers, or maybe they were unlicensed in those days, but at all events things used to go wrong), and also wills. I did work for one partner where all I could really do was carry his briefcase around and buy sandwiches, but he was quite amusing. And for another partner whose work mainly revolved around exchange controls, which no longer exist, and which even he knew was too complex for anyone else to understand. And then for a partner whose in-tray, or perhaps his last-but-three in-tray, had a pile three feet high in it.