6 weeks of PVR-porridge at Binnsworth doing a non-job (sorted it out in 3 days, then just twiddled my thumbs) but the chap I worked for knew that I'd been shafted by a vindictive little $...
Then a summer doing nothing apart from 'working in my own time' as previously approved, so quite legally earning money as a 'part-time consultant' when not flying puddlejumpers or enjoying the freedom - and still on Aunty Bettie's salary. Apart from one wasted day at Aldershot learning nothing useful, that is. What an utter dump that place is - I'd expected all white kerbstones and spit and polish.... but it was like the worst sink housing estate imagineable.
28 days before leaving, permitted to take on full-time work. I think I was staying in a 4-star hotel on the shore of Lake Constance on my actual exit date.
Never did get a farewell interview from the Stn Cdr - nothing in it for him, I guess....