DVLA Part 2….

….was unsuccessful.  A wasted morning. Would you believe that the electricity is ‘gone’ today, and for the rest of the week in the exact part of town the DVLA is to be found.  I am not amused. Monday is when we experience 'DVLA Part 3' and go to have a digital photo taken to be put on our ‘temporary licence’ before we get the actual licence in around 3 months’ time, hence the need for electricity.  No one has heard of a generator clearly for a building whose role relies on electricity.  I mean, we couldn’t even take the forms away with us to fill in before they are needed on Monday to save time.  Why?  Because they need to be printed.  No one in Ghana is aware of stockpiling clearly.

Stockpiling is a habitual trait of my mothers.  Next time you go to the house, take a sneaky peek in the under stairs cupboard.  I will eat my hat if you can’t find (at least) 3 massive multi packs of bog roll (they call it T roll here – did I say?).  And don’t get me started on the stockpiled toiletries and ‘canned’ foods for those moments when the UK ‘runs’ out of those essential items because of a petrol crisis… there has been one you know.  It is western experiences like these which leave me gobsmacked here when you can’t get hold of an envelope or staples to put in the stapler at the office.  Or god forbid, you had the last bottle of vodka can of tuna the previous week at the supermarket and they haven’t yet had another delivery. ‘Tomorrow madam, tomorrow’ is the stock response. It’s never tomorrow.

In this country, where no one obeys the rules and regulations of the road, one wonders why. Why are they so damn instant on a licence?  What is the POINT.  They don’t look at it, they could just let us ride; I don’t imagine any of those 14 year olds you see driving around have one when it's illegal.  Why, in a society only newly techno, with an unpredictable electrical supply don’t they have a paper system running alongside the digital one they are unable to continually run.  Why?  …Why is there never a Plan B?

Let’s hope DVLA Part 3 in no way resembles ‘Back to the Future 3’.  I couldn’t cope… there isn’t enough vodka in this town.