Well, today I made a phone call to NZ House. Dom was not available to talk (he apparently is our case office …. makes me feel like a psychiatric patient or criminal) and will phone me back. I phoned back this afternoon … everyone busy message ….. I phoned again and had the same ‘we’re all working hard’ message’. Then out of the blue (or smog as it’s in London) there was a cheary voice saying that all is ok and sorry it took longer than I had first been told. Your visas will be with you at the latest on Thursday.
After much silly dancing and offering to buy Dom a drink the thoughts settled to that ‘oh shit’ this really IS happening sensation.
“For those about to rock, we salute you” ……. random quote (ACDC) sounds good in my psyciatric mind!
Roll on booking flights.