Already
underway to Heathrow, with a car fully laden with goodies destined for Nigeria,
we received the dreaded call: the passport/visa have still not emerged from the
High Commission. Rather than suffering the outbound A2 at 5.30 in the evening
we have detoured via my father's in SE22 for - let me think about it now - my
third family 'farewell' dinner. Each one is a joy though - particularly as
Belinda is cooking.
The next
flight is on Thursday however I will be personally attending the High
Commission tomorrow morning to see whether my own efforts can expedite my
paperwork's release.. Apologies for those who have been awaiting more exciting
news from foreign climes..
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