UK Residency

Otherwise known as Indefinite Leave to Remain.

I'm sitting in a Starbucks in Liverpool, picking up the LiverpoolOne Wi-Fi feed.
Up at 5am this morning, nursing a splitting headache, to catch a 7:07am train from London Euston to Liverpool (nice empty, and quick train.. onya Branson), arriving here at around 9:15am.
My appointment was booked in for 10:45am, and I had to be there half an hour earlier to go through forms and all that crap.
Anyway, after going back and forth to the "booth" where I was seen by a lady who spoke way too softly, I spent about an hour and a half sitting in a very packed waiting room with lots of screaming kids running about, obviously bored out of their little brains as there was nothing for them to do. A grumpy Liverpudlian woman came out of the office and told everyone in a rather stern voice to keep their kids under control.

Luckily I had a copy of BBC Wildlife to keep me occupied, my iPod, and my laptop.

Anyway, to cut a long story short, I was called up to reception at around quarter past 12, and given my passport back, stamped with my new Residency permit.
Sweet :)
Not so sweet was the cost. £950! A few years back it was free. Go New Labour!
Luckily my bonus from RBS should cover it... oh.. wait a second. What bonus.

So I've got 6 hours to kill now in Liverpool. I've really no idea what's up here, so I guess I'll just take a stroll around and see what's here. Does anyone know of any good camera shops in the area? :)

Later!
Adam, UK Resident! (though officially, not yet a Pom)