To understand just how poor our infrastructure is, take a look at the story of the unfortunate man of the cloth who had his house stolen by a criminals who made copy of his driving licence, put their own photograph on it and then used it to obtain a bank account and the utility bills that are the crucial lynchpin of Britain’s 21st century know-your-customer pantomime.
The criminal presented the fake driving licence to a lawyer in order to sell the house. The lawyer, or more likely the lawyer’s clerical assistant, then took a photocopy of the licence and stuck in a draw. End of. Lawyer’s clerks are not, by and large, MI5-trained assessors of global identity documents and wouldn’t know a fake New Zealand passport from a hole in the ground. The criminal went on to sell the house through an online property service after impersonating real estate agents by setting up a fake site and references.
It took two years for a property tribunal to agree that the rightful owner could get the title of his property back and that the current owner o fthe house (who had apparently bought it in good faith) could receive compensation from the Land Registry, although I have to say that as I am not lawyer I don’t understand why it is the Land Registry on the hook rather than the people who accepted the fake ID in the first place.