Down to the Canadian High Commission for, hopefully, the last time. Note that my predictive text now knows that the word that follows High (though not high) is Commission. Helpful, if a little depressing. Our documents are printed. One single sheet each, good for one specified trip. J sees that the Observations section is blank. Speculate on what it might usually include if used. Must be handcuffed? It also seems that that one thin sheet is too little (and expires too soon) in exchange for the price, emotional and monetary, of acquiring it. Though in fairness would not be better pleased with fat portfolio of documentation to carry about, even though have replaced handbag with one that feels distressingly light with little in it.
Also getting to know the passport section of the High Commission better. Quite different from the posher part where we once attended a talk by journalists, accompanied by wine and nibbles and higher diplomatic staff. Or even from the little art gallery. Different too from the earlier incarnation where Canadians were free to drop in and check their email or read (admittedly outdated) copies of the Globe and Mail in the lounge. And the passport section different from its previous version visited by me many years ago when I had accidentally washed my jeans with passport in pocket. Much simpler procedure, though somewhat simpler diplomatic problem. Evidence matched my story and no one else potentially in possession of passport. No bulletproof glass windows in those days. (Re windows, have no observed that what seemed to be shouted conversations were actually being transmitted via microphones - more dignified if not any more private).
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