The Royal Wedding...

My Friday morning will be spent watching the royal wedding- the carriages, the wedding dress and the greenery and flowers decorating the Abbey...

In some ways it's a little like a Mills and Boon romance novel. The Prince meets an ordinary woman, all goes well until something forces them apart, but you know that in the end they will get back together because they can't live without each other, and there will be the happy ending.

I did say like a romance novel... :-)

Actually I remember where I was when the Groom's parents were wed, as their ceremony was watched by millions around the world.

I was on holiday in Stratford-upon-Avon for a week of RSC (Royal Shakespeare Company) plays, and staying at a hotel across the road from the theatre. The guests were provided with a room with a tv in to watch the proceedings.
At lunch time I went out, it was a warm, bright day. The neatly trimmed grass of the riverside gardens was healthily green- and all the shops were closed and no one was around. There was silence.

If it had been the set of a 1950's science fiction film I could have been the sole surviving human being wandering around hopelessly looking for other people...

I couldn't even buy an ice-cream!

So congratulations to the the Prince and his Miss and may they have a long and happy life together...

Don't you love a happy ending?