Well in the end it is all my fault. I didn't double check that I had the right form or paid the right fees for my application. I didn't physically force Richard to get his pictures taken when I REALLY wanted him to. It only serves me right that I have yet to receive my visa stuff and I leave for home in 11 days.
I called the UK Border Agency to see if they could help me out, but because my application has only been pending for 4 weeks the people at the telephone centre can't help me. The only way to get my passport back is to withdraw my application, forfeit (notice that the spelling of this word does not follow the "i before e" rule) the £460 and have to do it all over again and I wouldn't even know if the passport would get to me on time for my journey home anyway...
So I am going to fly by the seat of my pants...it would be a lot cheaper if I really could do that, I would probably still need my passport though...and wait. Hopefully the post fairies and I are on good terms and and my visa shows up in the next week. But as £460 is a lot of money, I am willing to wait and change my flight at the last minute...I am hoping that my passport will show up at the last minute instead.
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