The big package of stuff had been sent off at the start of October, passports, photo's, birth certificates, Decree Nisi, Decree absolute and a declaration from the pair of us that we would be married.
A few weeks later, a letter arrived.
It was one of those you've got to be kidding me moments, the Canadian High Commission had informed us that, despite all the paperwork being in order, despite me being a reasonably skilled and well educated person and having a job to go to, the overall "score" that the pair of us had achieved for landed immigration status was 64 points and the pass grade was 67.
I think Karen scored higher with her office skills than I did with mine because of a cyclical dislike of Stress Analysts or something.
The next step was probably a formality for the consulate, but agonising for the two of us as we waited to find out if we had been approved by the committee.
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