Walter De Havilland is an amalgam, an archetype that draws on many experiences and events. Nonetheless, most of what follows is true. Although, in the modern world can anything really be taken seriously as 'truth'.
Walter De Havilland fled the UK in 1980, as the Thatcher era kicked off. His sudden departure was nothing to do the smoldering remains of the 2nd-floor university chemistry lab. An unfortunate incident involving a block of sodium and a vat of water led to the most spectacular of fireworks displays.
Walter's passive witness to these events was not enough to escape termination of his lacklustre student career. A set of exam results, which laid bare a year of boozing and partying, did not help.
Next, a promising RAF career appeared on the cards. After all, Walter had learnt all the lines from the 'Battle of Britain'... "We're on our own. We've been playing for time. And it's running out!"
The extended interview panel at RAF Biggin Hill had other ideas. A Jet Provost broken undercarriage and startled motorists on the A1 next to RAF Dishforth didn't help matters.
But the UK's loss was to prove to be Hong Kong's gain. In a 35-year career, Walter rose to the rank of Chief Superintendent. Along the way, he married a stunning Chinese lady, raising a family. He was to participate in most of the major event that shaped this place over the past 35 years.
Having run out of willing police officers to share his stories with, Walter has decided to go global. Hang on; this should be fun.