In an early silent movie ....
Charlie Chaplin, as a downtrodden and abused immigrant, seizes the opportunity to kick an immigration officer in the arse!
Last week B, with her new travel document, attempted to travel to the UK to see her sick daughter. The plan was then to go on to Portugal to see O's father who is there. Three days in UK, two in Portugal was the plan.
The following absurd comedy ensues:
In the British embassy.
'Yes you have submitted an application for a UK visa to us six weeks ago. Unfortunately these have to be sent to London for approval and we can't issue a visa here!'
Portuguese embassy.
'Yes you have all the necessary information. However you can't get a one-week visa , it has to be for a minimium of three months. I notice that your Irish residents card expires in two months so we can't issue a visa until you have a residents card that covers this period. Oh, we also need to see your return air ticket. Yes we know that it's risky buying a ticket before you get a visa but you can't get a visa without one.'
Come back Charlie, we have a job for you!
posted by Carigeen at Monday, June 30, 2003
