Thursday, 5 August 2004

Oh Lovely, Lovely Immigration

So apparently this is the day it all goes according to plan. Ha ha. Delboy meets us, about 5 hours late. He assures us that everything is approved and sorted at Immigration; we merely need to go and sign for our papers. We get to Immigration. They produce The Husband’s work permit, but mine is lost. There is much tutting and frowning by the brutal-looking ladies in charge because I have not taken The Husband’s surname. They are pretty much saying that it’s my own fault the permit is lost; if I wasn’t using my own name it wouldn’t have happened. Ironically I am listed as The Wife on The Husband’s permit, so it looks like I can stay in the country anyway. But of course without my own work permit I can’t possibly do any work…