Scary Biscuits

In case you are one of the few people I have yet to tell my quest in search of a job is at an end. It turns out after a phone interview, face to face interview, assessment centre, and a battery of psychometric tests RBS GBM have decided to give me an offer. I have to say I was quite surprised at the time, if only because the phone call containing the offer took slightly longer to arrive than I expected. In fact I was already preparing my no-problem, doors close, and windows open speech for the poor recruitment person who has to make calls to those unlucky people. 
 
I have to say that moving to London was not something I had specifically considered when looking for a job. I had long accepted that to find a place at a good company, where I can stretch myself, and get a good wage, I would need to move pretty much wherever it happened to be. After visiting London a bunch of times in the last year for various reasons I have really come around to the idea, and actually really look forward to it now. Even to the point where I have been looking at sites figuring out where the hell to live…..any suggestions of nice places to live within 30 minutes travel of Liverpool Street Station PLEASE leave a comment.
 
In any case suffice it to say I am very pleased now that I actually have something to do after my degree, and more to the point will have a surprisingly nice income to fritter away on various gadgets, games, and computers.