I’ve just received a phone call from the lawyer handling my immigration case. I am now officially British†. I’ll shortly be getting my certificate of naturalization, with which I will be able to apply for a full British passport. YAWP!
This means, of course, that more money needs now leave my poor, depleted account. We’ve just this morning transferred close to £37,000 to our solicitor to cover the house deposit and all the various fees that are the last step before the contract exchange, and then the house is ours.
Egads!
† Conditionally on calling up the Cambridge registry office and setting up an appointment to take an oath to the Queen, of course :)
Current Mood:
Stressed
WOW !!! Congratulation (I guess :P)
Does it mean, that you don’t/won’t like maple syrup anymore ???
P.S. it’s cool for the house, I hope there’s the equivalent of RONA in the UK.
Nah, the maple syrup you get here is shit. Any time I have a chance to get the good stuff, I ask people to bring back some :) As for RONA, it’s called B&Q here.
Not quite, but thanks for the sentiment :)