If I had a flag I would wave it.. I think.

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Today is 29th April. Where I live the mountain mist shows no sign of disappearing, indeed ‘they’ have forecast rain for today.

Today is significant for a couple of things. First, ‘er indoors and self, are going to spend the time watching TV and movies and maybe some fooloing around on the computers. Second, there is a Royal Wedding.

Now I am in favour of our monarchy, it sets us apart and gives our American friends something else to be jealous of. It also provides them with a good reason for sending us their money.

Had to smirk a little at the BBC report who said that everytime a group of flag waving Americans standing as close as they can to Buck House in the hope of improving their one sixty fourth British pedigree, squealed and yelped, everyone naturally looked towards the palace expecting to see a royal head poking above the battlements. Instead the Americans, you have to love them, don’t you, were screaming for the various news anchor people as they arrived. I guess Tom Brokaw and Brian Williams are as close as they can get. My heart goes out… etc.
Meanwhile, following hard on the heels of last weekend’s barby we have planned a champagne brunch for Sunday for about 25 people at out local hotel. Can’t say I am really looking forward to it but I said we would go so there it is. I love the brunches at the Ritz and some of the other good venues, but our local hotel doesn’t exactly fill me with wonder and enthusiasm.

There has been something of a scandal in the UK recently as various churches have been exposed as easy touches for gangs fixing phoney weddings to allow foreign people (mostly men) to remain in the country. Just wondering about the reasons for William to marry the commoner Middleton girl. I mean he is German after all! (Wilhelm?). For some strange reason, his brother Harry has insisted that the wedding breakfast be cooked on gas…..nothing wrong with that of course.
But who is this Cathy come lately, this grandchild of Durham miners and labourers, this daughter of a pilot and his trolley dolly floosie? She is known for working as an accessory buyer for Jigsaw for four days a week. She didn’t actually apply for the job and go through an interview procedure, well you don’t when you are an Old Marlburian. She left that and became a photographer. Mmm. So hardly a ‘gel’ who can look after herself. At St Andrews she got a 2:1 in The History of Art (alternate title, ‘Stuff that Mum-in-Law has in the Dining Room’)

This brain box will, unless the marriage runs true to royal form, become Queen of England and all those foreign realms, like Gibralta, that thus far have decided not to plough their own furrows.

Thankfully I will probably have shuffled off this mortal coil by then, my remains feeding the dandelions and thistles of some cemetary (or as a friend here said, a place where dead people live).

As I write this the TV blasts out the various time filling nonsense as the BBCs commentators fill the air with their vaccuous nonsense to allow the sound and vision people to get their stuff right.

The eyes of the world, etc. Everyone is interested, etc. Yeah OK. Tomorrow it’s back to trying to find enough to eat for many of the overseas enthusiasts. Nice to have a day off.
 
To tell you the truth I am utterly sick of hearing about the wedding. I can't imagine why they think everybody here would care about two strangers getting married. Other than that, Anglophile Americans are pretty silly ninnies rushing around talking too much about that dude and some chick getting hitched up... and our newsies think we're all them because they are so noisy. So we get coverage even during our regular news hour. I had to shut it off.
 
I watched because it's part of history, not to mention I wanted to see the wedding dress. (Which disappointed me.) I thought Pippa looked fabulous in her form-fitting number but the bride's get up was kind of blah.
 
christiefan915;bt185 said:
I watched because it's part of history, not to mention I wanted to see the wedding dress. (Which disappointed me.) I thought Pippa looked fabulous in her form-fitting number but the bride's get up was kind of blah.

I was very impressed. It had a simple chic and, unlike Diana's, had been ironed before she put it on. I did think she might go A over T if her shoes caught the hem but she thankfully avoided that.
 
Nobody seems to care when two related people get married in America, why is it different in England? Or is it that rarest of all modern royal marriages where they are distant enough relatives that the possibility of genetic disorders is pretty low?
 
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