Hedgecutter

I had that interview almost 10 years ago. Couldn't tell you anything about it though, sorry! A vague hazy memory from the back of mind sees some guy going through my personal statement with me, but that could be bullshit. I'd imagine the term 'interview' would be a bit strong though. I certainly don't ever remember going down to Glasgow in a suit and tie.

A cold pint sized can of Tennents that's been in the fridge for a few days is occasionally one of my guilty post-work pleasures.

I personally find it relatively bland yet still enjoy munching on it by the slice. Popular choice for sandwiches / rolls I've noticed. Quite genius how they put holes in it to make you think it's fancy yet giving you less, like the Aero bar of the popular cheese world.

Here's a slightly more unusual but pretty cool one: Ye who memorises the Collins Complete Guide to British Birds the most and fancies walking about in the countryside gets the job I guess: Ornithologist for RPS windfarm research - Aberdeen, Edinburgh & Glasgow

Cave

If you're anything like me then you'll get a lower mark than if you did them both on the last night, persevering throughing stingy-eye-syndrome on the uni computers at 3am. Happened enough times to write a sound scientific thesis on the surprisingly positive effects of tiredness on intellectual performance.

Note to people in cars with tinted windscreens: when waving pedestrians across the road, we can't see you.

If it's for a uni-report with a word-count limit, just hyphenate everything and save hours of rewriting/rewording. Do any markers actually count up the words anyway??

I've never been into F1 but I thought it was really good when I watched it on the good old in-flight entertainment out of boredom after about three other films. Eta: I never even knew what happened to Senna before I saw it (insert balaclava smiley thing)

Thought I'd share this record from a 'Top Gear Race' which my brother and I did last year. More suspense than you can shake a stick at: Although not as dramatic as crossing Bolivia from the Amazon to the Pacific or racing a Mercedes-Benz 600 against a Rolls-Royce Corniche Coupé, Hedgecutter decided to test his faith in the Scottish public transport system by racing his brother, Hedge Jnr, in a fierce 'Top Gear' style challenge from Aberdeen to the Caird Hall in Dundee, each using a different form of public transport. With the loser buying the drinks match that afternoon, much was at stake. Hedgecutter's vessel of choice was the 10:40 Scottish Citylink coach from Aberdeen Bus Station, next door to Aberdeen Railway Station where Hedge Jnr was to board the 10:38 First Scotrail service just two minutes before Hedgecutter. Not only was brotherly pride at stake, but this was also a battle between Scotland's two main transport giants; Stagecoach v First. Despite the train being scheduled to arrive into Dundee station at 11:49, eleven minutes before the Citylink Express' eta of 12:00, Hedgecutter fancied his chances and got off to an unexpected early lead when the coach departed four minutes ahead of schedule because everyone that had booked onto the bus was onboard. 10 miles south of Aberdeen at the Bridge of Muchalls, the bus hurtling along the A90 southbound was visibly side by side with the train although Hedgecutter shortly took the lead as the train stopped at Stonehaven, losing valuable minutes. As the bus slowed down to 50mph despite being legally allowed to drive at 60, Hedge Jnr announced that the train had reached Montrose while Hedgecutter was trailing behind at Stracathro Services, seven miles to the north-west. Hedgecutter felt much more confident when Hedge Jnr had announced that the train had waited at Montrose for an extra few minutes and that they had only reached Arbroath while Hedgecutter's bus was at Forfar, albeit wasting time by giving passengers a roundabout tour of Forfar's outskirts. Running slightly ahead of schedule, Hedgecutter was the first to reach the outskirts of Dundee while Hedge Jnr was taking in the wonders of Monifieth, only six miles west of Dundee. At first, Hedgecutter's more direct route down the A90 compared to that of train which had to follow the coastline looked to be in lead, until a certain Peugeot 206 pulled onto Dundee's Albert Street in front of the bus and proceeded to slow everyone down. Hedgecutter eventually pulled into Dundee's Seagate Bus Station with 11:52 on the coach clock while Hedge Jnr had noted his time of arrival as 11:51. With both stations being equidistant (400m) from the Caird Hall, Hedgecutter arrived at the city square to see his brother wandering into the opposite end of the square at the same time. Remaining unspotted, Hedgecutter ran through the square and pipped his brother to the top of the Caird hall steps as Hedge Jnr realised he had been defeated by the narrowest of margins – ten seconds! Despite the train arriving at its destination 60 seconds ahead of the coach, Hedgecutter's £12 single bus fare, almost half the price of the £23.90 that Hedge Jnr had bought, had paid off. Get it roond ye Scotrail.

Hmmm... My 'Open Day' (advertised this way by the dept.) involved going around the Engineering Dept and seeing the facilities, sitting in on a lecture going through the course details plus getting shown where the Halls, Library etc later on by some student that had volunteered to do so, probably adding it to her CV later thinking potential employers would give a damn. I just saw that as a standard open day.

So just a stupid way of saying 'Open Day' then? I'll second the above saying these are really useful. I was pretty much set on Edinburgh until I got given a tour of the campuses there and at Aberdeen / Strathclyde. Edinburgh then dropped to the bottom of the preference list.

Seen it numerous times before but a bit peeved that the website I signed up to to give me aurora alerts decided not to send me an email for this one.

Which poster's he then???

I see open pick 'n mix as the equivalent of the free-tasting plate in the bakers.

I was guilty of drinking a bottle of Pepsi around the supermarket a couple of months back before handing over the empty bottle to be scanned. I was thirsty!

Just popped open a bottle of Glendronach 18yo. Mmmmm...

I'm really hoping this constant smug face thing is just a phase.

The Temple of Fiddes, near Stonehaven, maybe.

Same here when I do mine, only mine will be taking adults out on fieldtrips along the coast and halfway up hills... a ticking timebomb. The last time I led a public trip over rocky ground, one 80 year old on holiday stubbornly came along and ignored my instruction not to take a shortcut. He fell over, cut his temple wide open, blood everywhere, screaming kids, you get the picture. Taking professional adults out is worse than helping with primary school trips. Most schoolkids actually do what you say and don't have the "Ach, I'll be awrite" mentality.

Cheers. I'm wondering because my work's asking for me to get a first aid certificate through them but I'm technically a member of the Scottish Cave Rescue. Would this be a problem do you think?

Question: Is there some sort of legal problem if your company pays for you to go on a First Aid course and you make an absolute f*** up of something outside of work? Just wondering as I'm pretty sure my girlfriend's mum (who's an NHS nurse) mentioned to me in the past that there's some sort of problem regarding her giving First Aid because it was NHS training. I remember thinking "that's just stupid" at the time so there must be something which I can't remember. Cheers in advance.

More water? How can this possibly happen?

It was a pleasure half-knowing you.

Who is that guy that vikingTON has as his avatar?