A Happy Agile Christmas

A Happy Agile Christmas

‘Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house. No fee earner was stirring, or clicking their mouse…

Watch our Agile Christmas animation, an exclusive story that premiered at last month’s Agile Christmas Carol event.

‘Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house
No fee earner was stirring, or clicking their mouse;
The router was hung by the chimney with care,
As BT had said “the signals best there”

The snow had come early and on roads it still lay
And trains had been cancelled for works and more pay
When an alert on the phone by the bedside did clatter,
Our fee earner sat up to read …“you have new matter”.

And so to windows 10 he flew like a flash,
And browsed to the file that meant “a nice stash”.
For his firm was now Agile and they’d gone “paper-less”
And working remotely caused him “really no stress”

When, a message from the Managing Partner did appear,
“Glad tidings of joy, we’ve won “firm of the year”
A wiry old operator, so lively and quick,
The Managing partner, known to all as St. Nick.

To his partners and colleagues his rally calls came,
And at meetings he whistled, and called them by name;
“Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN!
To the top of the rankings! Legal 100 and all!
Now we’ve gone Agile, we’re winning it all !

And as dry leaves that before the hurricane fly,
Digitised documents now took to the sky
Cloud based workflow meant each team could now share,
Any document, anyplace, anytime, anywhere… !

And then in a twinkling, he heard on the roof
The Managing Partner, St Nick…or was it a spoof
He put down his iPhone, and was turning around,
When down the chimney St. Nick came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of documents he seemed to have brought,
marked “for QC & Chambers, see you in court !”

His eyes — how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And our fee earner laughed, in spite of himself;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
Filling stockings with Surface Laptops; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a call,
And away they all flew to the Legal Awards Ball.
But I heard him exclaim, as he flew out of sight,

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