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Frustrating day – Bureaocracy

Yesterday was a frustrating day all round. So much so that when we had a big thunder storm at bedtime I couldn’t be bothered to look (and I love storms).

Bureaocracy is frustrating, annoying, time consuming and just a downright pain!

From the Spanish side they want proof that we can afford to live in their country. Fair enough, shame the UK doesn’t do the same. All they want is a letter from your bank confirming that you have xxx amount going into your account each month. That is where the problem starts. I have my salary paid into Barclays, my husband has his pension paid into Santander.

So I write to both banks asking for confirmation. No reply.

In the end I phone Barclays (which costs a bomb on Pay As You Go – which we are on until we get our NIE) to be put on hold while they find out and then to be told that they can’t do it unless the third party get my authorisation and they write to Barclays requesting the information. Ok another trip to Magaluf then!

So if that is Barclays then I guess Santander will be the same so I ask our advisor if just the one letter from Barclays will suffice. After all my salary will cover both of us as the Spanish immigration office don’t expect you to have too much each month just sufficient that you can survive.

I am told yes I can cover both of us. Good! No not really. Actually they will need to see our marriage certificate to ensure we are married. That’s ok I’ve got it with me. No. Actually they need a plurilingual marriage certificate so they can understand what is written on it!

So where do I get that?

From the General Register Office in the UK.

Now I have researched my family tree so I am used to ordering certificates online. Not so easy, you can’t find anything about a plurilingual certificate! So I emailed them. “You will get a reply from someone within 5 working days” says the automated reply!!

So as I silently SCREAM I continue to juggle organising things and dealing with work which has been problematic in itself this week.

I wonder why I get headaches…