Are they there yet ....?

THE DOCUMENTS holding the key to the biggest decision of our lives are hurling their way across the globe - or not, as it would seem.

We had a letter from Wrexham's Yale Hospital confirming that our medical results had been sent by courier to the office of immigration in Sydney and we were given a number to track the package's step-by-step, truck-by-truck and plane-by-plane travel itinerary.

This little 10-digit number is keyed into the courier's website and voila .... you get to see a minute by minute log of exactly where your parcel is in the world. Our 0.50kg offering left GB waters at 16:16 on October 19, on its maiden voyage to ..... Cologne.

Imagine my horror when reading "the package was mis-sorted at the hub and had been re-routed to the correct destination site." So, after taking a brief holiday in Germany, maybe taking in some Oktoberfest celebrations, it went to .... er .... Rhyl .... took in a city break in Manchester ..... then eventually made its weary way to Sydney.

On its whistlestop tour, our poor little jet-lagged package has endured a wait for clearance, was origin-scanned, import-scanned, released by the clearing agency, spent time in-transit and was eventually delivered to "James at the front desk" at 9:39 on October 22. I bet it's exhausted!