Big Jack signs breasts as Joe Cole gives his best

It was the best night of the World Cup yet – off the pitch at least. Law firms were putting on some cracking parties, and everyone went nuts for Joe Cole’s screamer.

Tulkinghorn found himself rubbing shoulders with the A-list at Hush bar in Mayfair – well, ok so the A-listers weren’t there last night, but Herbert Smith was out in force!

Tulkinghorn had the ear of eminent planning barrister Michael Humphries QC of 2 Harcourt Buildings, who regaled us with the stories of woe of a Fulham supporter. He then got so excited by Joe Cole’s strike, he spilt the Moet all over his suit.

“I’ll have to get this dry cleaned before my meeting in Leeds tomorrow, otherwise I’ll look like John Prescott turning up with a champagne shirt.”

There were a few Herbies partners limping around after a group did the 56-mile London-to-Brighton bike ride on the weekend. One trainee relayed to Tulkinghorn he was fearing a P45 in the post box after waving cheerily at planning partner Matthew White as he casually blew by him on the road.

Meanwhile, over at the Gherkin building, US firm Hunton & Williams was pulling out the big guns, with none other than legendary English centre-half, Ireland manager and ’66 World Cup winner Jack Charlton on hand to provide his own brand of irreverent commentary.

Doing their best to convince everyone they are a UK firm, Hunton went England mad, replacing the reception lounges with inflatable England chairs, and put on a curry for dinner.

The firm also put on a football trivia competition for the punters, and Tulkinghorn was mildly amused to hear Hunton partner and compere John Deacon’s explanation of how to determine the winners.

It seems Big Jack’s table tied with the table hosted by Hunton partner Mark Fennessy, with a 1966 official England replica shirt the prize up for grabs.

“I figure Jack’s already got a shirt from 1966, so he doesn’t need another does he?”

Fennessy and his tablemates certainly weren’t complaining, looking for all the world like the cats that got the cream. Tulkinghorn thinks that perhaps it was Charlton signing his name across Fennessy’s breast that really made his night though.

But what did Big Jack make of the match? “I’ve never seen a goal like that from a throw in go bounce bounce bounce and in,” he commented, rather incredulously.

No Jack, neither has Tulkinghorn.