Myryama

Well, not quite all. The first set of photos were rejected because there were shadows behind my ears, but £5 and five minutes in the photo booth produced an acceptable set and, after killing several hours in Victoria (not a lot of fun) I know have a shiny new passport. Government bureaucracy generally has a bad reputation, but the fast-track passport service works really well and I can now book my flights to Armenia. Joy.

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