US Visa 3

A painless trip to the US Visa Office today. Bernadette, true to form, arrived commendably/absurdly early and pitched us a place right at the front of the queue. Also true to form my visa photograph had degraded in my company to a slightly dog-eared state, leading to the “when was this taken?” question. Never spontaneous with a lie I confessed it was January and, vaguely insulted that I’m deemed to have aged that much, was sent off to have a more contemporary shot taken.

Beyond that everything went smoothly and we were cleared for entry, as it seemed was Ricky Hatton. I tried to tipping them off that he was just traveling to start a fight but no one seemed bothered – so much for tight vetting procedures!

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