How does time go so quickly? First of all it's June already and we've seen the sun for all of a week. And it felt about a month ago that I Richard Wilson was wishing me Happy New Year. It cannot possibly be half gone.
Also on a larger scale, I swear it hasn't been a decade since a friend and I sat drinking Panda Pops on the park wall at the Queen's Golden Jubilee street party in Ysceifiog. (To all that think I just dropped something on my keyboard and forgot to delete, Ysceifiog is a tiny village near my Wales home...yes, it's an odd name.)
I wonder how the Queen is feeling: "60 years! Dang...it feels like only yesterday that I wasn't even in line to the throne." Except she probably wouldn't use the word 'dang' as she isn't from the mid-west.
I like the Queen. Even though, for me, her Jubilee celebrations mean the most chaotic working day of the year, I'm quite excited about it all. And I'm really enjoying the amount of bunting this has inspired.
I wonder what the flotilla will be like. I'm imagining a fleet of tiny pedal boats covered in Union Jacks, with the Queen leading in a pirate ship (maybe the Golden Hind) with a compass in one hand and a pink handbag in the other. Do you think this is likely?
I'll see tomorrow. I'm lucky enough to have a balcony view, as long as all those pesky customers don't obstruct all the windows. I'm working at the only street party that is not taking place on a street. There will be deck chairs though. You know we'll need them because it will be very sunny inside/no less than outside. Not even God's representative on Earth gets good weather when they want it.
But, as I was saying, I'm excited. A bit of national spirit is such a nice thing. I feel like people will speak to strangers and dance in the street. Hopefully all night so I can join in later. And maybe this new community spirit will inspire a return to a time when people can leave their bikes unlocked and still find them on return.
I'm dreaming...
I was also saying that I like the Queen. She seems nice and I would like to go to her garden party. And she does a good job. In reality she's a figurehead only but people love her. She smiles and pretends to be interested in so much that we do as a country, like a benevolent parent. I'm sure she groans internally every time she has to cut a ribbon or attend a silly performance but she pretends well. Great customer service Liz.
So Happy Jubilee! Let's raise our glasses of Pimms to Her Majesty and wave as she passes in her armada. If she's still on board that is. She is the ultimate diva after all...she'll probably arrive late and slip of for a cuppa ten minutes in. And why not? She's the Queen. Jealous.
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