Phone

One of the things that I was dreading was getting a phone hooked up in London. I figured that it would take a couple of weeks while paperwork was shuffled, signed, lost, found, and filed.

Since we don’t even have a UK bank account yet, I half expected BT to tell me to call back when we did. I called them anyway to see if I could get the process started, and it turned out to be really simple. I called from my office and talked to a nice guy who was very friendly. He helped me understand which pieces of the address he was really interested in, and which parts of my phone number (at work) that he wanted.

He said that they would have to run a credit check, and I mentioned that I didn’t have a UK bank account yet. He said that would be no problem, and took a couple of pieces of information. Then he gave me a number and said it would be active soon.

Later that afternoon Jenna called my office from our new London phone number. So it was working within hours of ordering it.

The guy on the phone had said that they would not be able to provision broadband on the line until it had been up for a few days so that they could measure it. He advised me to call back on Tuesday to order it.