The British Council

At least, as the adage goes, it's not run by a drunk.

Not that this outfit is, - though the SMT made no secret of their mission last weekend to go to our neighbouring not-dry country to get pissed.

But, alcoholic tendencies aside, there's a lot to be dissatisfied about, so I read that the British Council are recruiting here with more than a passing interest. Certainly, it's worth giving them a shufty at my CV, and see what they're offering by way of salary and conditions.

The downside would be, your residency goes with your job here, so there'd be the whole palaver to go through again, which would in turn delay the wife and bairn's arrival out here, which is my main object just now. On the other hand, The Council might be more family orientated than this pseudo-military set up.