Running out of ink... and patience

TOMORROW will bring yet another day of form filling.

Over the past few weeks, we've gone through biros like a dose of salts and the times I've scribed our new address and telephone number is beyond belief.
We have a new identity now and have had to start again from scratch ... from finding a dentist I trust enough to fill a gap in my front left incisor right through to locating a letterbox large enough for all my postcards, the learning curve is immense.

Anything tax related (thankfully) is handled by husband. He knows all about the dull stuff that - granted - needs to be known, but it's not something I want taking up my spare head space. I leave that for planning ahead enough to get birthday gifts organised and sent off to the UK in plenty of time for the big days.

This time six months ago, I'd simply hoof out to the local shopping park and pick up a bespoke gift for whoever it was but now, I don't have a clue where to get things from and more importantly, what I'm allowed to send and what I'm not.

So back to the form filling ... I need a credit card. It's imperitive. A necessity. An urgent item. Not that I need the credit... moreover I need to pay a bill that's still sourced in the UK.

I have a mobile telephone bill the size of Gibraltar and with just days to go before its due date, I have no way of paying it. The account strategy we've kept there purely for this scenario has gone belly-up in the fact that our bank friends have decided to cut us off from our own cash because we gave a password that they didn't recognise for telephone banking.

Forgive us for being forgetful. It's the lack of sleep you see. While we sit here waiting for your staff to open up and get the kettle on, it's way passed our bedtime and by the time we wake up in the morning, your office is in darkness with just its video surveillance for company.

Maybe I could persuade the bank in question to pay my mobile bill for me ... for it's their number that features most on my itemised call sheet...

A little Xtra help? Not this time.