Following last weeks debacle at the ASL office (Italian health office) I casually mention I was going to start the process to obtain Italian citizenship. The ink had not even dried on my little post when Sal from sarsaparillasal.blogspot.com suggested we should have a little race to see who will be the first to obtain their Italian citizenship.
Sally from sarsaparillasal
Mrs Sensible thinks I am crazy to even contemplate trying to obtain Italian citizenship, she might be right but being crazy has never hindered me in the past, Lady of the Cakes
asked me if my quest was in anticipation of the Brexit.
I couldn’t find a picture of Lady of the Cakes but I did steal this image from her blog, it’s probably a good likeness.
To be honest I don’t think the United Kingdom leaving the European Union will make much difference to me when it comes to dealing with Italian officials. Most of the officials I have been unfortunate to come into contact with, either think the UK is not part of Europe, or maybe just not part of the European Economic Area. Even the Italian Police who frequently stop me to check my driving licence think the UK is a country sandwiched somewhere in between Poland and Russia and goes by the name of the Ukraine!
Here is a nice photo of the Italian police with their shiny new Lamborghini police car.
Happy Smiley Faces
And here is another picture of their shiny new Lamborghini police car.
Oops our gallant boys in blue with their shiny new toys.
Ok, so back to Sally and her suggestion that we should have a race to see who can cut through the Italian red tape and be the first to obtain Italian citizenship.
I, Pecora Nera hereby throw down the gauntlet to publicly challenge Sally to the race, may the best friend win.
Sorry Sally I couldn’t find a nice gauntlet to angrily throw on the floor.
So let the challenge begin… dun dun duuuuurrrr.
PS I have had a snoop at her blog and she is fluent in Italian and has lived here longer than me and….. I’m doomed to lose.