|With the Mayor of Barnet after the citizenship ceremony|
The day didn't exactly go according to plan. I took the whole day off of work, as did The Other Half, and our intention was to attend the ceremony together this morning without the girls, who would be at nursery and with the childminder, and then take the opportunity to go for a sort of celebratory lunch; time to ourselves is a rarity these days, and the girls (especially Cupcake) are still a little too young to understand the importance of the occasion. We would end the day with tea and cake at home once we picked up the girls this afternoon. But our household has been invaded by a nasty bug this week, and this morning The Other Half woke up its latest victim, so at the last minute -- with no time to reschedule -- I ended up setting off on my own. He was really disappointed, but what can you do. Hearing that I was alone, my mother-in-law, bless her, rushed out to meet me at the town hall so I would at least have someone there to support me. I told The Other Half he can make it up to me another time. I think I struck fear in his heart when I told him to "surprise me."
When I showed Crumpet my commemorative photo of the event (as if the £851 I spent applying for citizenship wasn't enough, they managed to fleece another £10 out of me for the photo, but I suppose it is a once-in-a-lifetime kind of thing, so I coughed it up) and explained to her what it meant, she said, "Next time when we go to America you have to tell your mummy and daddy that you're half British now." Indeed (as if they didn't already know).
|Hendon Town Hall|