You are taken at your word.
Your House Officer holds you to it, for the 60 or the 90, and a little longer than either.
Walk through a dayYou write it. Then you are held to every word.
You have watched this from the edge of the room. Greywell is your turn. You write what you want held, what may be withheld from you, and what must never be done.
It is not meant to be forever. It is a taste of what a dynamic can be, so that you go and find a person knowing what you are looking for.
At 07:00, you are told.
The hours are an example. Yours are built from your own week: when you work and how far you travel.
You are made to answer, in writing.
A directive issued and a return filed. A record, never a journal: nobody asks how you felt about it.
A short line saying what is wanted of you this morning.
Stand-in words. The real directive is only for those admitted.
Then you are released into your day.
Greywell is in your home, not in your way. Your work, your people and your time outside are yours.
Now and then a word from your officer is waiting when you next look. It never interrupts and never needs an answer.
You are inspected.
Your kit, your quarters, the Tasks you were set. Each to a standard that was written down before you began, and agreed by you.
And you are watched over.
Firm when you fall short. Soft enough to listen, and to look after you afterwards. One press stops everything, at any hour, and you never have to explain it.
You are called to account.
Twice a day you report, in the form you were given. Late is noticed. Missing is answered.
In, this morning.
The day is closed, and you were kept.
The lights go out and the day ends. Sleep is never taken from you, and neither is food.
And tomorrow at 07:00, you are told.
The door is opened for you.
You know the furthest it can run. You do not know the day until it is close.
It ends with a moment made from your own record. What it is, you find out there.
You leave with your Testimonial, the record of how your Term was kept. It is yours.
You will be made to wait.
Every application is read by a person. The standard is high.
Applications are closed while the programme is being finished. Join the waitlist and you hold a Berth, a place in the order.
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