just touched down in london town

Well not actually just touched down. I have now been in London for 3 days. And ever since being here it has been chaos! Long story - I left my passport in the cab from Heathrow when George and I got to his house at around 9.30am.  Didnt realise it was missing until around 10pm that evening so frantic searching begins, call the cab company and they dont have it, starting to get really worried at this point as our train to Paris is at 5.25am and its already midnight so have 4 hours to find it. End up not finding it, so we catch 2 night buses to St Pancras at some ridiculous hour. Get there around 2.30am and wait until there is someone to talk to about trying to get to Paris without a passport (stupid, i know, but only option we had), so we wait until 4.30am and they say "no" straight away, however, we sort our tickets out and can use them for up to 2 months. By this point, the tube has started, and we head on home, get home at around 7am and start reporting my passport lost straight away. We wait until 9am to speak to the Australian High Commission where I try to get a passport appointment for a new one. They say I cant get one for minimum 2 weeks time but I said I needed my passport immediately (our hotel in Paris could only hold our booking up to a weeks time) so i got an emergency meeting for monday afternoon and I am paying priority service so will be able to pick my new passport up on wednesday afternoon and travel to Paris on thursday morning. 
However, chaos isnt over yet. Seeing as my visa is in my passport, i have lost that too. So if i were to leave the UK, when i were to come back in, i would be granted a visitor and not be able to work or apply for a new visa. I would have to leave the country and apply for a visa and only return once my visa has been approved. But since we were both dying to go to Paris and were so disappointed we werent able to go this weekend, I spent the whole afternoon on the phone to visa people, immigration people at both St Pancras international station and Paris' international station asking if it would be alright if i were to leave for a weekend and still be able to come back into the UK with a visa and not as a visitor. Eventually, I got somewhere and it has been sorted that we can go to Paris this coming thursday and return to the UK saturday evening and i will be granted entry with a visa (woo) as long as i had enough documentation to prove that i was previously under the Youth Mobility Scheme visa. So afternoon was spent getting as much proof as possible and also getting new passport photos taken. 
We finally got back home at around 3pm where I went straight to bed (as i still hadnt had any sleep since arriving at 7.30am the day before) and didnt wake up until 8am this morning. 
So instead of being in Paris this saturday night, George and I are watching Take me out at home while eating some indian. I suppose this could have been worse - i could have lost my passport before even getting to London and would have had to wait even longer to see George. There is always a bright side. 
However, the moral of the story: DON'T LEAVE YOUR PASSPORT IN THE BACK OF A TAXI.

I'll be back properly from now on, I miss checking out all your blogs way too much!