Well I did watch the Royal wedding after all, and what a cracker it turned out to be.
No doubt about it, the British do posh better than anyone else. The pundits estimated more than TWO BILLION people were watching world-wide.
Who else but the Brits’ would think to transplant half the trees from Kew into Westminster Abbey? Brilliant.
It was nice to see some ethnicity present too. Some really lovely Black and Asian ladies dressed up in colourful outfits. It proves that being British doesn’t mean you have to be white skinned.
A few oddities stood out, not least the sight of half the wedding guests travelling from the palace in mini-buses. Good to see the royal family has some common sence in these difficult times.
What a treat to see the Arch-Bish’ made an effort to spruce himself up for the occasion. He still looked quite woolly, but far from his usual wind-swept mountain-goat look.
Then there was the groom leafing through his order of service booklet during the second hymn – “Which page are we on Kate?”
I really believe that we should be building on the shoulders of our Great British giants of the past, and this was a real celebration of being British. How wonderful to see so many happy people pushing their troubles aside for a day, and celebrating the marriage of our future King and Queen.
Yes I’m a Royalist, and yes – I loved it.