Here To Stay!

06 October 2009

Sometimes a picture speaks a thousand words. I know the document in this one is quite blurred. It is of a British passport...my British passport...my British passport that entitles me to come and go as I want from the UK and ends the threat of deportation that has been hanging over my head for the past 3 months.

Finding out on my re-entry into England in July that unless I went through a set of procedures that seemed pretty difficult for me to go through, I would be deported from the country I was born in to a country I'd never been to has weighed on my mind. Knowing that I could be plucked away from all of the people and places that I know and love for a number of years regardless of what I was to do (any application I would have made could have been subject to the same scrutiny and decision-making processes that landed me in the ridiculous position in the first place) has not been enjoyable to say the least.

3 months of uncertainty on this topic ended yesterday morning when we got a knock at the door and a package containing my British passport was handed to me. I am now officially British and just in case any of the Canadian FA are reading, it's worth knowing I maintain my Canadian nationality :)

This good news gives me cause to celebrate. I think I'll be paying a visit to the Red Bull Football Freestyle gig in Newcastle on Saturday...as a spectator, of course. Rock and roll, I know!

I'll blog soon about where things go from here.