"The" London proctor...

Lads, You know the one I’m talking about. The Mediterranean olive skinned one, sleek body, long dark. She’s worth the exam entrance fee alone. I think she was in the Level II hall last year. Can’t blame her for stalking me. I think I failed Level III on the morning session (admittedly lots of people found it tough) but if I go back next year I might ask her if she’ll let me buy her a nice plastic cup of (2009) vintage water from the font’s at the front of the hall before making better use of 6-hours hard work on the desks after the exam. Slick.