My police checks were all there waiting for me when I got back from my honeymoon, even the one from
I went to the post office to deliver the police checks, along with some new passport photos and yet another form to the immigration lawyers when the daftness that is Royal Mail confirmed its status as only “quite good”. I didn’t need quite good as my original birth certificate was also in the package.
Basically I had two delivery options
1) It gets posted – and is track-able up until it leaves the
2) It gets posted and is track-able right up to the delivery, but no confirmation that it actually goes in the right mailbox…. In other words it would get as far as an L.A sorting office and then I was to just cross my fingers.
Is it me or are they both really crap options? If they merged the two then fine. But that would be obvious.
So, I went for option 1) especially as my wife had experienced a hellish day in April where a package was posted to her – guaranteed to be in the area according to the tracking number but wasn’t delivered. According to the tracking number the package said “reached destination” but of course that just meant the nearest sorting office. It arrived the next day but it’s not the kind of thing you want to hear.
Anyway. Guess what? It was supposed to take 4-7 days and get there for Thursday latest… and its not there yet. Its Sunday now so if it doesn’t arrive tomorrow I’m going to get worried… Tuesday and the phone calls start.
I’d got an email from the immigration lawyer which confirmed the approval of the application from the
It did take 3 weeks once for a package to get to my wife when it was only supposed to take 4-7 days. I sincerely hope that doesn’t happen. And knowing my luck, of course it will silly. You can count on it.
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