I will put on the camera
and you can just be normal,
as though there's not a camera here.
You're graduating after three years of lots and lots of study,
so how do you feel?
Rather stressed, pretty stressed -
it's gonna be a big stressful day but it's going to be wonderful.
Bit nervous about the whole kneeling
and actually collecting it thing
because I can foresee myself falling over.
You've been living here three years...now that's over,
so is there any feelings around around that as well?
Yeah, there was a strange feeling as I was walking down King's Parade last night.
I was like, this is the second to last day
of this three year process that I've undergone,
walking down this street every day
and that this might be the last time,
might be the last time I visit the Sainsbury's...who knows.
So it's all a bit scary.
Saying goodbye to people, who usually it would just be a casual goodbye,
knowing that I might never see them again.
How do you feel after exams, after that dissertation,
and coming out the other end and knowing that you've done it and you're graduating?
When I started here, I remember not just having imposter syndrome,
but feeling like I was an imposter amongst the imposters.
That everyone else was actually...they thought they had imposter syndrome
but they were actually...
they didn't think that they had imposter syndrome, they thought they actually were terrible
but they were actually really, really good
and it was imposter syndrome.
But I felt in myself, I was actually terrible
and I was an imposter amongst the people who thought they were imposters.
But, to then come out and I've got such great marks,
I'm like 'No I'm not an imposter - I deserve to be here and I did it.'
I just think she's amazing.
She's had quite difficult times - she's had highs, lows
and I cannot begin to express the absolute happiness I feel
for my daughter Amber.
I think she's one of the best people I've had the privilege to spend time with.
So there we are.
How did you feel when you were first dropping her off as a Fresher?
That is a moment in my life...
Can I be really honest what I did?
I secretly wrote Amber a letter -
(I'm not great at showing emotion)
- which I put under her pillow.
Amber found it after I'd left and I think it broke her little heart.
I felt as if there was a bereavement.
Whilst I was excited and happy for her,
on my way home I stopped at the Bishop's Stortford services
and absolutely broke my heart,
partly with joy, but partly I knew that this was an adventure in Amber's life.
Right,
don't even know how I pin it.
Does that...go on a button?
Okay, so this is what it's got to look like.
Colour only on the left shoulder... this is my left shoulder and
so only on that shoulder.
Then this is what it's meant to look like at the back.
Hello!
We're walking really fast!
Yeeey!
I got this old thing here!
Can you take a picture of me with my degree?