Flame drilled

There was some rather curious synchronicity last Tuesday (31 July) as a fire drill at Freshfields coincided with an alarm at Tulkinghorn’s offices.

Just minutes after one of Tulkinghorn’s scribes made it back to her desk, having been turfed out of the office and onto the street by a deafening bell (a false alarm as it transpired), she heard a voice down the wire from Freshfields stating calmly: “May I please have your attention?”, before politely moving on to enquire whether the firm’s lawyers and staff might like to leave the building in an orderly fashion. How the other half evacuate.