About a month ago, I posted about sending off my application for British Citizenship to the never-never land that is the Home Office. Advice on the Home Office website said it could be anywhere between three and six months before I heard anything, so I braced myself for the worst.
Saturday morning, I noticed a thin letter with a Liverpool post code in our front hallway. My heart sank. The Home Office was in Liverpool - they must be contacting me to tell me I've missed out something. I tore it open and out fell... an invitation to attend my citizenship ceremony on May 25! My application had been approved in just a month -- and I now declare May 25 to be my British Birthday.
I will never bad-mouth the Home Office again. (Not that I ever did in the first place, of course. I love you, Home Office, if you're reading this...). Just one request: can you please relocate my passport and driver's license, as they appear to be MIA?
Bring on the Yorkshire Pudding. Bring on the warm ale. I'm in, baby!
Great news! Congrats!
ReplyDeleteCongratulations!
ReplyDeleteCongratulations!! {^_^}
ReplyDeleteCongratulations! I'd celebrate by eating a lot of chips.
ReplyDeleteI'm dead jealous. Congratulations!
ReplyDeleteBravo!!! Félicitations
ReplyDeleteThanks, everyone! :)
ReplyDeleteWelcome to Blighty!
ReplyDeleteRemember: tea is always served piping hot, gravy is needed to go with that Yorkshire pudding and a day with 10 minutes of sunshine justifies the wearing of shorts :-)
Huge congratulations! That's so awesome. Drink tea, eat shortbread, scones with jam and cream (clotted cream, none of that regular stuff), strawberries....
ReplyDeleteYay! Welcome to our crazy world :D