First impressions. At interview, way back in December, I met several of the instructors who seemed impressed with my submissions and immediately offered me a place in the course. Very flattering, even more so when a friend who has just completed the course told me she was sent away to "practise" for a year. I was given a tentative timetable, course requirements, book lists, and advice on filling in my time until 20 February, first day of first term. Although my original instructions had been to bring all my identification and proof of previous educational qualifications, as well as funds to pay for the course, they instead said they didn't need to see any of those documents, and that I would receive an invoice in the mail.
I have to say that all this administrative work was being done by the teachers, not clerical staff, so it wasn't surprising that they had to ask each other "What next?" and "How do we do this bit?", but I signed where I was told to and toddled off.
By 25 January I had received nothing, but a phone call soon sorted that out. Apparently I hadn't signed a crucial form, but I was welcome to go down to the College, sign the form at one office, trot to the other side of the campus to make the payment, and I would be in. Which I did.
Following the map sent to me by these wonderful teachers, I decided to go to the bookshop and begin the heady purchases of New Things. After wandering around the hot concrete concourses, increasingly confused by the differences between the map and the campus, I found in tiny tiny tiny print the date the map was printed: 2005. I gave up and asked a few people until someone knew where it was. "But," she said, "it's not open. It won't be open till next week." Aarrgh, it's like being back at Uni. But I found it anyway, and carefully noted the opening hours. They'll probably be different this year, but I have to start somewhere.
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