Clearing Irish Customs
For anyboby keeping track of what I may be up to - which is an unhealthy number of you - here’s the latest state of affairs on getting one’s stuff cleared by Irish Customs.
They said no.
The Irish customs have refused to accept that I live in Ireland though they appear to have accepted that I no longer live in the US. I think that means I’m a spaceman. Or I have free air travel. Or I’m stateless, from a domicile point of view. Sort of like Spike Milligan was before all the paperwork settled and he ended up being Irish rather than British.
The Customs have rejected the document from the Social Welfare, claiming it’s not an official document. Instead they want to…oh I can’t be bothered explaining what farcical collection of documents they want to prove I really am here. I even offered to commit a crime so that I would be known to the police and then receive something official with my address on it. Of course that might also necessitate an address change, to something like Mountjoy, but I suspect no amount of singing The Ould Triangle would convince the Customs that I really am in the ‘Joy.
We’ll talk when I can get this sorted which would of course be a lot quicker on a bicycle - only my bicycle is stuck at Dublin docks uncleared by Customs until I can prove that I really am here, wanting to use it.
More About Smoothly Moving From America To Ireland:
• Boxing A Life in Kansas City
• How To Pack a Monitor
• Readying for Ireland on the Streets of Kansas City
Eolaí gan Fhéile:
Jayzez! It sounds worse than dealing with the dockers themselves. And we know what they’re like.
See I knew you weren’t really from Ireland, and
all those beautiful paintings and photos are really just
Topeka Kansas!…your not foolin’ us..or them.
I bet your even drinking Budweiser or Schlitz right now!
Sq.
Are those German words you’re throwing at me, Squirrel?