I had been given 30 minutes to vacate my apartment in Amman, Jordan and report to the British Embassy. Mrs Wyler had already gone via Cyprus. I was then spirited away to an air base where I was put on Douglas Hurds VC10 and flown to Turkey, where I enjoyed an all expenses paid night in the Hilton. Then it was on to Brussels where we were all put into a Hotel for 6 hours and then back to the VIP terminal at Heathrow where I was taken to the Mess at West Drayton. I was due in the MOD the following day for a 'debrief' which was a bit of a waste of time as it all kicked off overnight.