Lawyers may be renowned more for their silky drafting skills than for the poetry in their souls, but the UK in-house community at least has a kindred spirit in former poet laureate Sir John Betjeman, who famously summoned “friendly bombs” to rain down upon the concrete wilderness of Slough in his 1937 poem.
One of the, er, perks of working in-house for a multi-national company is that a bid to ‘optimise efficiencies’ will inevitably see you relocated to Luton, Bracknell or some other non-descript nightmare straight out of Crap Towns, the popular guide to the UK’s grimmest urban locales.
