It's my title you bloodygoddamnedthief Tom Reynolds!
Well, I'm back to uni tomorrow. Gladly.
Don't think the interview went very well - I kept getting interrupted, and they argued with every answer I gave. I know the interview was meant to challenge me, but I came out in a really bad mood and felt knackered, mentally and physically.
As my dear mother said; "They're southerners, what did you expect?" My father and I laughed at her.
I will blog more about it when I get back to Uni, because it's approacing Yorkshire bedtime again, and I'm feeling the strain of travelling over 350 miles today.
On a random note: Hello to the person who found my blog with the google search "how do I know if I am sleepwalking?". Because if you're like me, you usually wake up half way through and think 'what the hell.....? You daft bint, get back to bed!'