Just joking (sadly).
I'm actually standing outside the Royal Courts of Justice, open this weekend as part of Open House London. I was here a while back, actually, trying to get justice for the last time uncle Elfard farted right outside my home, and I couldn't leave the house for weeks until I'd ordered in air freshener.
Anyway.
In my guidebook, it says that 'any knives brought in will be confiscated'.
I mean, I wasn't planning to bring in a knife, but hey, thanks for the idea.
When you enter, you're met by airport-style bag and body scans. You have to put your bag through an x-ray machine (so now everyone knows that I have lembas for lunch, and a comb for my beautiful hair in my bag), and also walk through an x-ray machine yourself, to check for knives or Bad Things.
They only found wool inside me, so I was fine.
There's a 'no photography' rule inside, which is a kind of pity, because the architecture is stunning. If you want to have a look around, you need to get there by 3:30pm today (19/09/15, in case anyone reads this in a year's time, turns up and then tries to kick me for providing false information).
Of course, everyone promptly ignored the 'no photography' rule, but I didn't, because what would I do if I were caught?
Go on the run.................into the nearest courtroom?
Oh, no siree.
Anyway - I did have a look around the courtrooms, ignoring the provided map and thus getting rather quite lost. I almost wet myself, then realised that there were conveniently provided and signed toilets nearby so I was okay.
There were lots of guides around as well, and an exhibit of court robes to look round. Get there if you can!
See you soon,
Elf Dryadalis
