My mum kills dragons

When my kids were younger, they struggled with what I did for a living.  It wasn’t that they didn’t like it, but that they didn’t understand it.  Their friends parents did things that were easy.  One ran some hotels.  Another was a nanny and one father ran a gardening company.  All things that the boys could relate to.

My job, however, was rather odd.  I worked in an office some of the time, but then sometimes I did something called “going to Court” which involved getting dressed up in my special black suit, and having loads of files and documents.  At other times I was in meetings, and sometimes I sat at the computer all night drafting documents but then there were times when I would have papers all over the table sorting out bundles.

I decided to try and put my job into words that they could understand.  I told them that I helped people to fight to put right things that had gone wrong for them.  I talked about people who had been told they had to leave their jobs, or perhaps not been paid for the work they had done, and how I went and fought to protect them.  They seemed happy with this, until one of the teachers said that my children were telling everyone I was a secret superhero, because I had a special outfit, I fought bad people like on TV and I even killed dragons.   I’m not entirely sure where the dragon idea came from, but I think it might have had something to do with a comment I made about a rather aggressive opponent I came up against in Court, who had a reputation for breathing fire.

So if you need a fearless warrior, who is not afraid to go in to Court and fight any manner of evil opponents, drop me a line at stephanie@kleymansolicitors.com and I’ll tell you how to find the bat cave.

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