Wednesday, 8 September 2010
Went to visit my friend Betty today and took a bottle. Nothing unusual in that except today was more than putting the world to rights lubricated with coffee and cake.
We did that but not before we filled in and witnessed my official name change document. Then and only then did we open my last bottle of champagne!
In the UK you can call yourself just about anything you want but thats not much good if you want a new passport, then you have to get serious and do something more positive. A sheaf of notarised copies will be back with me in a few days time so if I go quiet for a while I am just buried under paperwork.
When I posted the signed document back to get the copies I thought I would ask for a passport renewal form at the post office where they have been available my whole life but no more! I think I should have done this whole process a while ago to have a chance of a last quick visit to France before the weather becomes too cold to really enjoy. I suspect the prices will rise as we get nearer any departure date, missed the figs season anyway.
There is little family left that I care about but I certainly did not want to make the official change before my sisters had become comfortable with the idea especially since I was abandoning my original family name. One of my sisters had retained her old name after her marriage and took a while longer to understand my desire to move on.
So there you have it, I am now officially the person you have always known. Sorry bit of an anti climax there.