So, back to work. It feels like it was barely yesterday that I came home from the Western Isles and it’ll never not seem weird to be going back to uni in August — even weirder, since the rest of the UK actually gets a bank holiday on Monday. Still, it’s been a lovely few weeks of having obscenely long lies in and reading books that weren’t about anything to do with medicine.
I have lectures on Monday. On Tuesday, I start my 18 months of clinical medicine with a rotation in General Medicine and a daily commute halfway across Scotland and the Glorious Year Of No Exams.