Henrietta, 11 days old. The Consul would not accept these photos.
Their regulations are that the child's head cannot be flopping.
But heads of newborns flop, that's all there is to it.
On my own, back and forth in the freezing cold of a Manchester winter with two kids, trying to get these passport photos.
Eventually in exasperation I asked if they could advise a photographer who could take a picture they would accept.
Oh, we couldn't do that Sir.
Typical piece of Australian government bullshit.
And as for the Department of Foreign Affairs, DFAT. I have always found them entirely unhelpful, and they couldn't have been less helpful with the birth of Henrietta.
Their regulations are that the child's head cannot be flopping.
But heads of newborns flop, that's all there is to it.
On my own, back and forth in the freezing cold of a Manchester winter with two kids, trying to get these passport photos.
Eventually in exasperation I asked if they could advise a photographer who could take a picture they would accept.
Oh, we couldn't do that Sir.
Typical piece of Australian government bullshit.
And as for the Department of Foreign Affairs, DFAT. I have always found them entirely unhelpful, and they couldn't have been less helpful with the birth of Henrietta.
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