Everyone in Denmark needs a CPR number to have access to citizen services such as the NHS, etc.

Daisy, in particular, needs her CPR because, without it, her school can’t get funding for her place and I have to pay it instead.

In order to get a CPR you all have to go to a government office with your birth certificate and passport. You also have to prove you can support yourself.

Daisy’s school had very kindly briefed someone at the CPR office so that we were expected, with the objective that we could get a CPR in a day.

When we arrived at the office, after a short wait, we saw someone who asked us for our resident’s permit. This is the form that proves that we’re staying in Denmark for at least a month.

We didn’t have this so we were asked to go to another office to get hold of it. I’d previously spoken to the people at this office from the UK and they assured me we’d get this paperwork pretty much on the spot.

One taxi ride later, we arrived at a very tidy government office in the suburbs. We were seen almost immediately and asked for a physical print out of our bank statement. Which we couldn’t supply without going away - and the office closed within the hour.

More of a problem was that we were told that our permit would take at least a month to supply, even with the bank statements printed out.

At least it was quick. It wasted half a day. It was boring and tiring and Daisy hated every minute of it. But it was quick.