So, we can now announce that Trevor is deemed to be legitimately resident in France and is recognised by the basic French health insurance system.
We had fun getting the necssary photos in the booth in the supermarket.
The first lot did not even emerge from the machine (cost reimbursed by customer service who are clearly used to this scenario!)
The second lot were inpenetrably dark and foreboding with just a flash of strange uplighting . Rather Hammer Horror.
The third time lucky “let’s just submit these, I’m losing the will to live in this blasted booth”
But he looked an alarming shade of orange, so I fully expected them to be rejected, No. The Carte Vitale arrived yesterday with Trev in full Strictly Come Dancing, Tangoed, TOWIE glow. You can look up the references if you aren’t party to UK televison culture.
Then there is the slightly disturbing stare, certainly not facing the camera, more menacingly ( or resignedly?) right and upward.
No, he hasn’t been on a sunbed or had a spray tan. Then there is the odd bleaching out of his hair morphing into a veritable halo around his little orange face
These particular shades of orange and green are virtually complementary colours, so the overall effect is truly startling. And hilarious.
So, to recap, Trev is now legit here, with virtually no effort. I am not. Long story.