I'm outa here!

"Hey Chief, here's my annual leave request form."
"Cheers, when do you want off?"
"February."
"How many days in February?"
"February."

Due to a slight oversight on my part and working pretty crazy hours, I seem to have forgotten to take any of my annual leave since I arrived in Greenborough. In fact, every 9 weeks I seem to build up an extra week of time owing. No wonder I'm popular with the Chief at the minute.

So I thought a month off would be the way forward. Besides, February's the shortest month, so it's not asking for much.

Now I can finally write that novel about a disfunctional supported housing project...