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Observations from my trip to Aberdeen.

I was quite amused by the banners over Union Street proclaiming Aberdeen to be Britain's Happiest City. That wasn't what I saw from all the gloomy looking people trooping underneath. Aberdeen can be quite a cold place which doesn't lend itself well to happiness. There is also something slightly sinister about the banner, almost as if the council wants to force it's residents to be happy. Perhaps the next step is to have special happy police patrols. If you're caught not smiling you get zapped with a cattle prod until you do. If that doesn't work you are bundled off to jail.

I saw another couple of real life clichés. Firstly there was the ned walking down Union Street as if he owned it whilst wearing a matching Burberry cap and jacket. It's good that he can't afford to wash but he can afford to splash the cash on Burberry gear. Secondly there was the guy in the Rangers top who pulled out a 4 pack of Tennants Lager as soon as he sat down on the train. He then proceeded to knock them back in double quick time while reading the Daily Record. Classy. If there was ever an advert not to drink Tennants then this was it. If you haven't tried it, don't. It's just a poor excuse of lager for weedgies. I'm glad that he wasn't sitting at the same table as me, could have been a very long journey.

Does anyone have any idea what sort of practical test is required for physiotherapy students? When told there would be a practical test, I assumed it would be some kind of basic physio technique or someone else mentioned that it could involve bandaging or movement. Imagine my surprise when entering the room to be told that we had to build a tower out of marshmallows, spaghetti, pasta and pipe cleaners. Marks were to be given on height, stability and artistic flair. I had to double check that I was actually in the correct room. I know the theory behind it is to observe how you work in and group and communicate with others but it seemed a little strange.
It was also quite bizarre to be in a group with 5 teenage girls, have to say I felt quite old. If I do get accepted then I guess it's something I will have to get used to.