Liz Going On

I’ve needed to speak to a few people today. Its been remarkably difficult.

Firstly Andrew and I need a license to marry. This involves going to the registry office with some bits of paper and cash and getting a permit. I think. But you have to book an appointment. I dialed them constantly for a very long time (I redialed 72 times, according to my mobile phone). Finally I got through.  Our appointment isn’t for a month though as that’s all that is available. Thankfully the wedding is in two months, so we’ll have the piece of paper in time.

I also tried to speak to the doctors. I haven’t registered yet with a GP since moving here. But speaking to the practice involved a lot of holding. Boo to them.

And the hotel I’ve told people to stay at for the wedding are being a nightmare too. So I went in to speak to them today. The trouble is they’ve not given me the vital piece of information which should have gone out with the invites. I told them that it would have been helpful if they’d told me this at the time of arranging, but they were useless.  Boo to them.

However, I have managed to knock quite a few things off the to do list, which makes me feel much happier. And the bathroom is sparkling like it never has before! (bet it doesn’t stay like that for long!).

Sorry if this is a boring blog post. I’m just not allowed to blog about the exciting things in my life. You’ll have to get me drunk…