So, I just arrived back from my interview — and it went perfectly well.
The interview itself was very informal and relaxed in atmosphere, although no room had been allocated, so the interviewer had to randomly select one of the numerous empty rooms. His choice backfired, however, as it had been booked in advance by a fellow tutor. This caused a slight problem when, during the assessment period, the door opened and a rather confused and surprised woman entered, to discover two guys scribbling away on paper. Thing is, at the time, the interviewer was in a different room along the corridor conducting a one-on-one discussion with one of the fellow applicants, so me and another applicant had to explain our presence, which did little to clarify the situation. Eventually the woman decided to leave us as we were, without even bothering to consult our interviewer, and sauntered off to locate a separate room for her own interviewees. There were several more interruptions in the same vain, but they weren't too disruptive, to be honest.
Anyway... The interview consisted, essentially, of three parts: An overview of the course, the modules involved and any questions we had about the Diploma; an assessment period; and a one-to-one exchange with the interviewer, discussing your aims, travel arrangements and a brief evaluation of your current qualifications.
The first part basically involved the interviewer, a tutor of history on the course, explaining the complexion of the various modules. The modules of the course included English Literature — a study of poetry and prose, and a specific novel (Howard's End by E.M. Forster); History — primarily a study of 20th century events including World War I, etc.; Philosophy — examining the theories of prominent philosophers of the past including Kant, Nietzsche, Hobbes, etc.; and Political studies — examining a particular conflict, which this year will be North Korea. He then explained our college days would be Monday, Tuesday and Thursday, from 9:00 to 15:30 — quite formal then, which I like.
After that introduction had concluded, we were then handed our assessment, which comprised of two separate pieces of work: one was essentially a personal statement in which you had state your aims, motivation for applying and what you eventually wanted to achieve with regard to Higher Education and beyond. The other was an extract from a speech made by Barack Obama which you had to read and answer questions on, for example: 'Circle the words which Barack Obama repeats and explain the effect of repetition in language'. Both were fairly rudimentary stuff, and I was also surprised to discover that we didn't have to complete a Numeracy assessment, even though it stated so in the letter I received. So all that revision!... Oh well.
It was during the assessment that the individual interviews took place, with applicants — there were only three of us, all men — taking it in turns to be interviewed. The interviews were conducted, as I alluded to earlier, in a separate room. I went second. The interview was standard fare, really — just a formal chat about your interests, verifying personal information, current qualifications, which degree you wish to study at university and your career aspirations. He asked me about my GCSE results and informed me that I would indeed need to resit maths GCSE, as most good universites expect prospective applicants to have at least a C in maths. That news was the only negative aspect of the entire interview process. But hey, it's not distrastrous.
After we had completed our assessments — I was the last to do so — and had handed them in, we were free to leave, escorted politely out of the college by the interviewer himself — decorum, eh?
So, all-in-all, a positive and stress-free experience which has made me even more eager to study the course — that's if I'm accepted of course.
The great thing is, I can discover this afternoon whether I've been awarded a place or not, via email. So no anxiety-ridden wait for me, then.
For those still awaiting to be interviewed, I hope your experience proves to be as good as mine.
Good luck.