Well, on Saturday I got home in the evening (after a corporate fun day out which was, actually, really good fun) to find a “We tried to deliver but you were out having a life” card from the Royal Mail. I’m well used to these by now, as mail delivery time seems to be between 11am and 3pm in my area. Apparently, working and receiving mail are mutually exclusive activities in this fine city.
So yesterday, I did my regular detour to the Depot to collect my undelivered mail. What I ended up collecting was a huge beast of a hard backed envelope, slightly oddly addressed: the teeny-tiny fact that I live in Edinburgh, capital of the country has been omitted from my address. Apparently I now live at the following location:
Lothian? I have a region but not a city now?
Then I saw the sticker on the envelope saying it had come from CILIP, and all was made clear. They’ve made yet another boo-boo. Not as good as the beginning of this year, when they spontaneously relocated my home address to the building next door to the flat I used to live in 2 years and 2 home moves ago, but still, pretty good work…
Perhaps they’re working up to only putting nations on address labels eventually, by beginning with dispensing with all this petty bureaucracy about actual streets and cities?
I knew then what it must be: my Chartership certificate. 9 months after submitting my portfolio, 3 months after the official acceptance of my portfolio in March, I have a snazzy certificate, all prettily mounted (can’t fault them for their presentation!), and ready to, erm..be sent back to my parents for safekeeping, along with the degree and postgrad diploma certificate.
So here it is, in all it’s glory.