It's getting harder and harder to find the time to blog. I've decided that Elspeth Kempe's advice to just put a few words about your day down might be the best tactic.
Monday was a 'black day' for me. I spent most of the morning at Home Affairs on Harrison Street getting a study permit renewal. It went surprisingly well, only because I rose at the crack of dawn to skip the 'madding' crowd. I hit a glitch though when I was asked to produce the 'original' copy of my repartriation deposit receipt.
I had to go back to res to find it. Mysteriously, it had disappeared!! I spent long frustrating hours looking for it. I didn't find it of course. Being a good citizen I went back to Home Affairs to 'report' that I didn't have the original receipt. The lady looked at me as if I had crawled out from under a stone, and said with great forbearance that she'd sent my documents through, and really could not remember what I was on about.