Well The Man is pleased that that is over and done
with.
Yes he sat his Life in The UK test today and passed.
He said the hardest thing about it was getting past the security and ID checks
at the door.
So, onward and upward. Now that he has a piece of
paper documenting this we can go ahead with the remainder of his visa
application process. This involves filling in a form that has enough pages in
it to paper a small room, let alone cost an entire forest. Ah, but wait, we
need the last three months bank statement to accompany the application. That is
a bit tricky as we get all out statements online, my small effort to save the
planet. And copies of online statements are no acceptable. So there I go to the
bank in my lunch hour.
Considering some of the difficulties we have had with
things here I was fully expecting to be told to come back the next day to
collect them. I was very pleasantly surprised when the young chap behind the
counter said, ‘Not a problem, I’ll print them for you now.’
Yesterday on the way in to work on the train I thought
that my glasses were a little loose, and when I took them off I had a piece of
them in each hand. Not a good look that.
Hmm I really do need to wear my specs all day. I can’t see the computer
screen without them, and how on earth am I going to draw up any vaccinations. Fortunately
The Man had his new ones with him and very gallantly gave me them for the day.
He had a couple of pairs of his el cheepo ones in his bag that he could use
during the day.
Some of the stores in
Canary Wharf open early and Vision Express was one of those, excellent service
from them. Just leave them with me and come back at lunch time. Which I did and
ta-dah, they had fitted a temporary arm to them so that I can now hand The Man
back his specs and get on with wearing mine. OK I’m going to be out of pocket for a new set
of frames, but that is the least of my worries
All that good service puts me in mind of an old Ansett
NZ advert about how very helpful the staff are. See for yourself and you will
understand when I say I feel like somebody just said to me ‘Give fluffy to me’
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