A month ago I met, for the first time, someone I first got to know online; this having blogged since September 1999.
On Friday I paid a visit to the campus of the Open University which means after 13 months I get to see where this is all coming from (and where it might all lead?)
I arrived in very good time.
I've been to Milton Keynes before. I was lost for 45 minutes going up, down, and around and around all the around around abouts.
My first impressions? Space 1999
Remove the series? A colony on the moon?
I was equally lost driving around a quiet campus a 7.15am. It struck me that with the exception of the incongruous Walton Hall set in the middle of it all, and the Church, that each new wave of building was competing to be of the age. So we have the best (or worst) of each era: 60s, 70s, 80s, 90s set out in ample space (very un-English).
With ample parking.
I parked up and fell asleep. (I'd been driving for 2 hours 45 mins). I woke to find every space in the car park taken.
How everything else pans out we'll have to see.
I had an interview with one of the faculties; should I be saying which?
Perhaps that would be presumptuous. I'll take this conversation to another blog for that.
It was a positive and experience. Doing an OU course can be transformative, I would and could make studying a regular part of my working life, feeding what I study in my own time directly into the work place.
I liked this last 13 months to having the embers in a fire given a shaken; there are sparks and heat once more.