Birth Certificate – part 3

April 20th, 2012 | Posted by Sonja in Uncategorized

As much as I do appreciate that my boyfriend’s parents are trying to sort out the birth certificate, I had a niggling feeling that somewhere the fact that it also needed to be apostilled had gotten lost in translation.

He felt that we should simply await for it to arrive (which we were told could take three weeks!) and then if it wasn’t on there, we would just send it back to the Embassy to sort that…oookaayy….

I have to admit at this point I did stress out just slightly, especially when after some research I found out that the apostille could only be issued in Australia by the Department of Foreign Affairs and Trade.

In a mad rush I made my boyfriend call his parents to explain the situation.  Luckily they were able to intercept the birth certificate.  This has already been issued (of course without the apostille) but had not been posted yet.  But there was still a problem…

The authority that issues the birth certificate is different to the one that can issue the apostille.  In case you are wondering what I’m going on about, an apostille is merely a stamp which carries a second signature, basically certifying the first, issuing signature. Don’t ask!!

The Registrar of Births, Deaths, and Marriages don’t want to have the responsibility of sending the certificate on to the Department of Foreign Affairs and Trade (where the Apostille is to be attached) so it was agreed that they will send it by express delivery to my boyfriend’s parents. Who would then send it on to be apostilled (again by express delivery) and from there it was once again agreed that it would be sent directly to us in the UK.

Are you still with me? Did I mention that the issuing offices for these documents are both in Brisbane, but my boyfriend’s parents live over 300 miles (500km) away? So this document has to travel back-and-forth over 600 miles within Australia, before it can be sent to us here in England. I then still have to send it to my brother in Germany to be translated.

Out of curiosity, I thought I’d check where these places are. I’ve marked them on the map below. My boyfriend assures me that it’s no more than a 10 minute walk between offices. Surely someone could just nip round in their lunch break..?

I’d rather not count the number of postal deliveries during which the thing could actually get lost and we would have to start the whole process all over again.

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