I'm going to stop confusing you all now and confirm that I'm actually sending an application for a work placement to the St. Helens Star, not the Reporter. Well, I say 'sending'... I actually e-mailed the guy last night, complete with CV. Since then, there's been no reply. I'm hoping for one early next week, preferably a 'yes'. If my application was rejected, I don't know what I'd do. Probably end up in a placement totally irrelevant to my aspirations.

Today was the handover ceremony! I got dressed up in my best clothes (read: what I normally wear but with trousers instead of jeans) but had a wee problem with shoes. I don't have any smart shoes; just tatty old canvas things and a couple of pairs of nice flip-flops. The flip-flops went fine with my outfit, but it's FEBRUARY OUTSIDE. I tried walking to the Club in them and my feet needed amputating. Thankfully I realised after a minute or two that I'd forgotten my phone - it gave me an excuse to go back.

Walking to and from the Club, I just wore my tatty old canvas shoes. During the ceremony, when looking smart was key, I wore the flip-flops. Problem solved!

I got there at about quarter to eleven. A few people were late (being at the mercy of Merseyside's erratic bus service). When everyone was present, we did a quick run-through of the jobs that needed doing, allocating jobs to team members.

MEETING GUESTS AT DOOR: Perry, Lewis, Ryan, Ant
SIGNING IN GUESTS: Matty, Jane
SHOWING GUESTS AROUND: Me, Dave, Katie, Anna
TEA/COFFEE DUTIES: Elysia, Laura
THE SPEECH: William

I'll admit, I was really eager to be on the 'showing around' team. I loved the idea of showing people around, telling them what we did and what an impact it's had on the club. I was nervous as well, of course; particularly when people started showing up half an hour before our planned opening. I didn't know what to do at first, so I did what I did best... just threw myself at the task and got it done. I waited by the door, waited for a few people to accumulate, took them round and then repeated the process. With Dave, Katie and Anna showing people round independently we managed to cover everyone. Groups would merge, there'd be a little bit of banter here and there - I met loads of wonderful people.

Anna's Mum and Stepdad were both there, so I can say I've met her family. Her Mum's a little like mine - arty, but not serious about it. She's awesome. I showed Matty's Nan around and met Lewis's aunt, who said that her Stepdad had passed away, leaving a load of expensive art materials that nobody was using. She offered to give them to me! I couldn't believe my ears. As soon as she heard that I was the one who did the mural, she came right up and made the offer. I had a brief encounter with Perry's aunt, who I'd have loved to speak with a little more. Perry was pretty eager for us to chat, in fact, but Anna stole me away with skills a ninja would envy. There were people there from the St. Helens Youth Service and Job Centre (my adviser included) - Prince's Trust representatives came from as far as London to see what our team had achieved!

The only person I didn't see there was the Mayor of St. Helens. Dad got confused for him twice because of his official-looking Royal Navy blazer, first by Perry and then by Anna's Mum. It was quite amusing.

So, after all the showing around and mingling, the team was called to the front for certificates to recognise our work, a speech from William and the moment we were all here for - the handover of the keys to the Newton Boys' and Girls' Club. We all had our certificates handed to us by one of the Prince's Trust representatives, there were photos taken. William stepped forward and improvised one of his typically quirky speeches, June gave a speech and then the keys were handed over, thus spelling the end of all our hard work. I couldn't believe we'd survived it! Mind you, the exact same thing was going through my head after our residential - after all the bickering and the struggling and the 'I can't go on!', here we were, at the end of our project, all the work complete. The shadows of our naff resourcing efforts were destroyed in the light of the final result.

I personally still have a wee bit of work to do in the Club. I've got four pictures to go up, still, and June wants me to help her choose material for the curtains and beanbags in the Girls' Room. I have her number, so I can get the pictures finished this week and give her a ring.

How do I think it's gone? Brilliantly well. Considering all the half-days we were forced to take and the utter lack of resources, we've come out of it looking good. The things we needed were acquired thanks to a few last-minute calls to willing organisations. We recognised the fact that time was against us and paced ourselves accordingly to get jobs done quickly, but also to a high standard. As a team, I think we've definitely progressed.