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Posted 30/04/2007 by The Daily Diary
Last week Legal Week sensationally revealed that high-class clean-up clinic The Priory has identified stressed-out lawyers as a promising new revenue stream, meaning deal junkies can join actual junkies to play table-tennis, stare blankly out the window for hours on end and make heart-rending journeys of personal discovery.
Checking into rehab alongside the well-oiled well-heeled will now be various jaded City types whose delicate inner children have withered in the face of demanding clients and ruthless senior management.
With work-life balance such a hot issue right now, clearly the monastic folks who staff the clinic have a keen eye for an opportunity.
However, the news brings opportunities for lawyers keen on an ‘intervention’ or two of their own. Certainly The Diary would not rule out a few resourceful private client types feigning burn-out to gain access to the likes of Moss, Doherty, Goody and co.
Less cold turkey than turkey shoot.


Rehabit of a lifetime: the listless, dead-eyed stare of the reformed City lawyer