Ideally I wouldn't have
had an interview scheduled on my birthday, but one takes what one is
given in life (mostly). I was up before the lark, breakfasted
and on my way before 7am this morning. The M25 was better than I have
known it to be, and (to be fair) worse than I have known it to
be as well. With the radio tuned to radio four (for a change)
I trusted my sat nav, and it didn't let me down. I drove the ninety
miles to Wokingham in just under two hours and immediately found my
destination. Once parked up I made my way to the reception, got given
a visitor's badge and was sat down. I went through my Powerpoint
presentation one last time, before striking up a conversation with
the chap sitting opposite me. He too was there for an interview;
for the same job as I was there for.
After exchanging
pleasantries with the opposition for a few minutes I was called in.
First of all I had half an hour with the personnel manager which
seemed to go well. I then gave my presentation which also seemed to
go well, as did the following interview with the departmental
managers.
Will I get the job? I
don't know. For all that the presentation and interviews went well, I
have no idea how well the other candidates did. It turns out that
there are still interviews to be had on Friday. I was told that I
probably wouldn't hear anything for a week or so. I know I shouldn't
get my hopes up, but I'm crossing my fingers.
The journey home was
easier than the journey there, and once home I opened my birthday
pressies. I had quite a decent haul of pressies this year. And once
pressied we had some lunch. Two hot cross buns and a cup of coffee -
four hundred calories. Four hundred!! I then got cross playing
on-line scrabble. It wouldn't allow "Latin" but was
quite happy with "dunt" and "dup"
and "jeed" (for 102 points!) , and would
probably accept "kxvzjg" as long as someone else was
playing it against me (!)
Following a flying visit
from Maria borrowing hair crimpers for an 80s party, we set out to
Hothfield for a walk. I'd not been for a stroll on the common for
years. It was warmer than yesterday's outing, and it was good to get
out. We wandered all over the common, through the bogs, admired the
wildlife, and against "er indoors TM"
s better judgement I played on a rope swing that the local kids had
put in a tree. Who says I'm to old to play on a rope swing?
And so home again where
we had coffee and cream cake (three hundred more calories) and
we watched this week's episode of "Grimm". I can't
help but feel that it's a good show, but it's just yet another police
program. And being a Tuesday the clans gathered this evening and we
watched more "Being Human": I do like that show...
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