The Italian consulate in London provides an excellent passport service: you just go there with two photos and they issue it (or renew it if that's the case) while you wait.
What they do not tell you is that the wait is so long that I ended up spending half a day there on Monday.
Half-way through the wait somebody's mobile went off, and the ringtone was the theme from
The Godfather. I burst into a nervous fit of laughter, although the irony was lost on everyone else there.
Well, at least this time I did not
come back a Hungarian national.
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