The Return of the Passport

I was standing at the door just now, talking to my friend Adrian, when the postman arrived with my passport back from the embassy. The visa conisists of two parts: the Certificate of Eligibility has been folded in quaters and stapled in, and the visa itself, which is a label that fills one page of the passport. My face has been reproduced in a style of black and white pointillism, so that it is unrecognisable close-up, but discernable from far away. Reminds me of a Father Ted episode my mother is always quoting:

Father Ted: Now concentrate this time, Dougal. These [pointing to plastic cows on table] are very small; those [pointing out of the window] are far away...