I went to bed a police officer & woke up aÃ‚Â civilian. At least I think I did. I’m not sure how it actually works, to be fair.
If I started in the job at 9am on Monday the first of January, do I finish at midnight on the 31st December – the last employed day – 30 years later, or do I cease to be at 08.59 on the morning of the first of January 30 years later. What happens if I go & make an arrest at 5am on the 1st of Jan? Do I still have my powers or not?
It’s academic really because I didn’t need to go into the street & nick a chav smashing up a neighbour’s fence or beating up one of the residents or trying to nick their car.
Anyway, I went to bed a copper & few blinks of the eye & a naughty dream later I wasn’t. It wasn’t anything special, the earth didn’t move, I got no deep & meaningful message from on high. I just moved, metaphorically, from one world to another.
Done. This copper has ceased to be.
I don’t actually feel any different. I still feel like I did yesterday – it still feels like I’m just on leave. But I’m now a pensioner!
I wonder what the legacy will be. Maybe I’ll have to have a bit of a think about that, or maybe it’s for the people who know me to judge. Perhaps it’s just a bit deep & philosophical for now.
One part of my life is now over and a new part has just begun.
The cheque should be through any day soon.