The dice are cast

Yesterday I put my application for the surgical training program in the post off to Melbourne.

It’s something of a relief to have it done and posted, but still daunting because I’ve done everything I cancontrol, and the rest is now all in the hands of the gods (or at least the administrators for the College of surgeons).

I have to wait until mid july for an interview and then the interminable wait to hear whether my application has been successful begins.

What can I say? If you see me walking funny for the next month it will be because I’m crossing my fingers, toes, legs and anything else I can think of to superstitiously aid my application.