Muggo ponders his future....

Not sure whether to do an MSc part time and go in a sort of research direction or if I should just whore myself out in the city for a few years and pay off my mortgage.

This is slightly academic as I can’t leave where I currently work or I owe them loads of money as they’ve paid for training.

Thoughts?

Either energy systems at Oxford or renewable energy engineering at Exeter.

Tecco that is silly advice as quite a lot of professional jobs and masters have a fairly large lead time of up to a year.

You should know that from when you used to parachute of of aeroplanes into a private equity meeting to write some code that would later become known as The World Wide Web.

I am an English grad but my postgrad is CS. I have already okd it with the relevant admissions tutors and have also worked as a postgrad researcher in one of those departments.

Also my github leaves muggles slack jawed in admiration so it shouldn’t be a problem

Yeah, you’d love it Laz... when I turn up to interviews they’re like ‘so tell us a little bit about your background?’

And I start like ‘Years ago...across the the frozen seas above the fjords my mother spoke to me and said ‘child of my bough - my seedling - you are a warlock now, of witches born...’’

‘Enough of that let’s talk about programming now’

And then I move quickly. Flick the frost from my fingers, throw off my robe, begin the geometric gestures that I cannot teach but always know - clap my hands upon the server’s hard disk - and open a portal to the underworld

Heh u cheeky cnut. I’d love it to be like that m99!

But it will probably be a more conventional research path via the Sussex MSc. I’ve done loads of open university maths courses which will give me enough of a base as the course routinely takes people from varied backgrounds. 

It's true Laz. That's roughly how all my interviews go.

I walk in from the cold and rest my staff against the desk. I settle my cowl back, cross my legs, and settle gently to the floor - waving my hand to decline the chair.

'We heard whisperings of you, on the internet - that your methods were...unusual...'. An eyebrow raises in confusion as smiles curl in scepticism.

I settle lower, disappearing under the desk as I begin to draw large chalk parentheses on the floor.

They peer over the table in curiosity.

'Er, what are you doing!?'

'I am writing a function. Come..sit with me'. I pat the ground, invitingly....

'Now I am going to show you some programming...' I begin....

I found an MSc reasonably tough full time so I'd suggest working a bit longer and stashing some cash and then doing it full time rather than juggling it around a job.