The wife and I avoided the whole issue of swimming across channels and dodging border patrol by gettings visas before heading into England. Rachel, being the pudding-winner in the family, was awarded "Highly Skilled Migrant Worker" status. To get that, she had to prove that she wasn't a deadbeat and that she could speak English (she had to get a letter from her college stating her coursework was taught in English.) I, on the other hand, I had to write a letter stating my intent to live as a kept man and face deportation if I do not uphold my household duties. Or something like that.
Tuesday, April 29
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Just remember….. lift the laundry basket with your legs not your back.
Glad to hear you are taking your new responsibilities as VP of Domestic Affairs seriously.
I'm always serious.
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