Ahhrghhh so it happened to me too. I’ve been sucked into the royal wedding frenzy! But, hello, only in an ironic way. I think it will be like this: Go to my friend’s house where some well-dressed women will be waiting. Watch cable TV. Drink Pimm’s. Eat (cress? cucumber?) sandwiches. Laugh and point at the telly. Make scathing remarks.
Pomp! Circumstance! Horses! The crowned and inbred heads of Europe!
And all between 18.00 and 20.30! Not bad for a short evening in. I’m looking forward to it enormously. However, I heard about a group of
white commonwealth women in Bangkok who will be watching, all 400 of them together, in a big hotel ballroom. Without irony. That’s what I call an evening ill spent.
Yeah, if you like gingas.