Got it!

I got it, I got it, I got it, I got a job! Get in!

The Clin Onc interview was fucking scary, 7 people sat round a table staring at me and taking it in turns to interrogate me with gems such as:

'Where do you see radiotherapy going in the next ten years?'
'What are the advantages of intensity-modulated radiotherapy?'
'Why is research important to the NHS as a whole?'

Thank God I worked my arse off for this. I can't say the answers tripped off my tongue exactly, but at least they were there.

I am so relieved. 5 years of employment sorted (as long as I pass the exams).

Of course, London is a big city and the London rotation also includes several posts in places which are clearly not part of London, such as Brighton. They didn't ask us to rank our preferences for which rough geographical area we would like to work in, let alone which hospitals. We'll move around every few months. I could end up with a mammoth commute for part of the rotation at least.

Oh I don't give a fuck. I've got a job.