*Our hero returns*
Woo got my passport! Headed up to Victoria Station this morning for my appointment with the Passport Office. Despite expecting something to go wrong it went without a blip. I was worried they wouldn't be happy with my signatory. Plus this morning I realised I didn't get my signatory to use a permanent pen so the writing on the bacl of my photo was smudged!
So anyway, I was expecting to have to pay the 70 fast-track fee, but instead the guy said because my last passport was a five year one that he could extend it for free!! I just had to wait four hours to pick it up with a new photo!
Nervously I popped into a pub called the 'George' for fish'n'chips and a pint. I'm always nervous about pubs with that name ever since myself and a couple of friends were directed into a gay pub of the same name! We were heading to meet up with friends for a birthday drink and they told us it was at the 'George' rather than the 'Wharf' a five minute walk down the road. Oh how we laughed! Chris didn't finish his drink strangely!
Afterwards I thought I'd buy a book so I popped into a bookshop and it turned out it was merely just a front for a porn shop! Of the shop, merely a metre deep was there books, then flapping doors led onto a porn library! I resisted the urge!
Sat around and read, walked around, sat down some more and stared at the floor. Yada yada yada. I have a passport. Oh and a blocked up nose!
Woo got my passport! Headed up to Victoria Station this morning for my appointment with the Passport Office. Despite expecting something to go wrong it went without a blip. I was worried they wouldn't be happy with my signatory. Plus this morning I realised I didn't get my signatory to use a permanent pen so the writing on the bacl of my photo was smudged!
So anyway, I was expecting to have to pay the 70 fast-track fee, but instead the guy said because my last passport was a five year one that he could extend it for free!! I just had to wait four hours to pick it up with a new photo!
Nervously I popped into a pub called the 'George' for fish'n'chips and a pint. I'm always nervous about pubs with that name ever since myself and a couple of friends were directed into a gay pub of the same name! We were heading to meet up with friends for a birthday drink and they told us it was at the 'George' rather than the 'Wharf' a five minute walk down the road. Oh how we laughed! Chris didn't finish his drink strangely!
Afterwards I thought I'd buy a book so I popped into a bookshop and it turned out it was merely just a front for a porn shop! Of the shop, merely a metre deep was there books, then flapping doors led onto a porn library! I resisted the urge!
Sat around and read, walked around, sat down some more and stared at the floor. Yada yada yada. I have a passport. Oh and a blocked up nose!
lauren:
thank you! =)