At long last I am escaping my current job, 3 1/2 years into a '12 month detachment', as it was sold to me. I don't know why they bothered selling a lawful order, but anyway. It was all right having no paperwork and no F/R's for a while, and not coming home covered in blood and vomit from time to time, Mrs P and the little P's were pleased, but all good-comfortable-but-eventually-mind-numbingly-boring-and-career-death things come to an end.
After finding out who was leaving ahead of me, I was one phone call away from arranging a transfer to another force when my false papers and civilian clothes came through from the camp escape committee, and my place in the tunnel was assured. I don't know exactly when I'm off, or exactly where to. I have put in my preference, but frankly I'll take the porters job wheeling filing cabinets around the building if I have to, at least the scenery changes.
I've seen the Great Escape, I must remember not to answer questions in English until I'm out the door.
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12 months = 42 months. Sounds standard police issue timescales to me.
links all updated :-)
Good luck ...
The green pigeon flys south in winter.
Border patrols have been stepped up, I hear...
Good luck, all the best!!
Do you not realise that your on a huge length of bungie rope?
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