For real riches, though, my 3rd year was the best - I was reading modern languages. I asked the MoD if I should go to Salon, or somewhere similar, to be told, no, do the same thing as other students.
So I signed up to be an Assistant in a French school and, at my request, was sent to a Lycee in a smallish town, 25mins from a ski resort.
The deal with the French Government at the time was that Assistants were paid for 12h work a week - tax free - and the school provided food and accommodation. The head of the school, organised my teaching timetable in such a way that I had 8h on a Tuesday, 4h on Wednesday morning and the rest of the time was my own! Brilliant during the skiing season.
HMG, in their munificence, also paid me as an APO, with LOA, lodging and subsistence allowances for France and first-class rail travel to and fro. In addition, I was offered the chance to claim Home-to-Duty, but since I walked to the school from my flat, there seemed no point in wrestling with 1771s.
An MG Midget appeared at my door when I returned to the UK.