I am the kind of father who whiles away the school holidays by taking his daughter to a murder trial. Not just any murder trial, mind. Mary-Margaret is only nine, so we settled for one involving a samurai sword, chopped hands and a hostage drama.
We could content ourselves with the mall, and a Disney movie, but there is a beckoning world for an inquiring young mind to explore. Mary Margaret asked me about Parliament. How does it work? What do they do there all day? Uh huh.
And what about court? How does that work?
