Never again.

Posted on February 24, 2012


Never again, I swore – when I opened the passport and saw that it had expired.

Never again, I swore – when I had to travel for 2½ hours to the nearest passport office.

Never again, I swore (and winced) – when I handed over the cheque for the express service.

Never again, I swore – when I sat in various cafés and wandered the streets of Newport, killing time during the 4 hour wait.

So as I sit here in a café in Newport, again, killing time before I can pick my passport up, I swear, never again.

And this time, I mean it.

Posted in: Being a Monkey