Wednesday

Somewhere in deepest, darkest Lancashire there is an envelope sitting amongst a pile of other envelopes.
The envelope I am concerned with has my passport application in it.

I hope to have a new passport within 3 weeks.
If I don't have it within that time I have been told to ring up and politely enquire, "Do you have my passport please?"

Let's hope I don't have to do that.

Meanwhile, I do like a bit of blue sky, don't you...?!