The Bureaucracy of Tedium

So Progress has been made on one of the things on my list, getting an Italian ID card. It turns out I need to quit my residency in Mirandola, and become part of AIRE, the constitutency of Italians abroad. This is fine by me, but I need to speak to the people at the Consulate General first. There's the rub. They're open from 9-12 every weekday. If you don't catch them in that three-hour window, you can call them from 15-18:30 on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and in any case if you want to speak to them you have to make an appointment by phone. (By calling at those times). In other words, this very nearly didn't happen.

In the end, I simply decided to send it by mail and let the postman sort it out. Maybe it's just me, but in this age of space-rockets and ''vulcanised'' rubber that we call the future, it's innately satisfying to compile a form, add a photocopy of your ID and proof of address, and send it in a manila envelope by post. Seriously, maybe that's just me.

Look forward to more Progress on items on my list coming soon.