On the day I was meant to collect my
new Maltese passport, I received a call to advise it wasn’t ready and that my
new passport could only be issued in my birth name and not my married name and
that it would take another week to receive it from Malta.
So after the getting the royal run
around from the Malta Embassy we deiced to high tail it and get a last minute
ferry to England and hope I wouldn’t be denied entry.
We had so much to do, sell the
motorbike, sell out bicycles, buy a car, get a MOT (compulsory annual
roadworthy test – for all you Aussie’s out there), pick up some eBay purchases,
service and new tyres for the Motorhome and perhaps a service on the new car.
As with most things we do,
everything is last minute and badly planned and upon arrival into Dover I
proceeded to tell a campsite we were on our way and to expect us in a few
hours!
What is the Jubilee? What do
you mean double bank holiday?? What do you mean you don’t have any
pitches available??? What do you mean everything is shut and everyone is
on holidays???? But we have so much we need to do!!!!! What a
royal cock up!
All’s well that ends well; we found
a space for 1 night and just didn’t move for 7 nights. We made sure we
were up and out early in the morning & back late at night so they couldn’t
catch up with us. None too happy with us they were!
So we ended up being in London,
during one of the biggest events ever for the Royal Family and didn’t see any
of it….how rude!
The highlight of our lightening
visit back to UK was catching up with family (Paul’s cousins) Tony & Nicky
and their adorable little boy Jacob. It’s so good to have someone on this
side of the world as it doesn’t make you feel so home sick.
The weather
was crap in England, rained the entire time we were there and it was great to
eventually leave, but also sad to say goodbye to Tony, Nicky & Jacob.
On our
return to Europe, we picked up my Maltese passport and I can now advise that I
am officially a Malteser!! Yay – they can’t kick me out now, even if they
catch up with me!!!
