come fly with me

It only took five months but finally my application for Indefinite Leave to Remain has been approved.

No more nightmares of being woken by a dawn raid and hurried out the door with all I could carry, leaving my family behind, to be put on the next plane out of the country, no more memorising favourite colours, allergies and face creams on the off chance that we're called to an impromptu green card interview, no more of Woz's incessant mumblings in his sleep ....

'Oil of Olan, oil of Ulan .... Olay!'

Most importantly however, all dramatics aside, they have returned my passport so we can think about travelling again. I feel like I've been given my wings back!