On January 16th, I went to Birmingham to apply for a new passport. On February 10th, I received a message saying it was ready and I could come and pick it up. And that meant I needed a day with few or no teaching commitments to fit in the long journey there and back. And I found that the Monday after. So I booked another long train journey.
Picking-up times are later than applying times, so I didn’t have an early start this time, but it would be evening before I would get home. So I packed a tub with pasta for on the way.
I got there without issue. There was no central reception so it was unclear where I was expected to go. I was sent a bit from pillar to post, but once I was where I needed to be things proceeded quickly. I had got out of the train at 15:09, and by 15:34 I was back at the railway station, with my new passport. Success!
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| The view coming out of the railway station |
The trip back went well. No train snags. So with that I’m sorted again for ten years. And who knows what the world will look like in 2035…
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| Result |
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