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| i know just how that little girl feels....ha ha! |
i woke up this morning with a bit of a continuing bah humbug attitude to the royal shindig (which is costing us millions or billions or just 62p each, depending on who you believe), convinced that the majority of flag-waiving types thronging into town to witness the spectacle are in fact non-Brit tourist types who've flown in from Australia/South Africa/etc, and that the only thing the Brits are happy about is that they have a day off and (yet) another excuse for a party - as if we need one! but i was determined not to sit with my eyes glued to the telly, when the whole thing was going on just down the road - so i hopped on my bike and decided i would cycle until i heard the roaring crowds or the hordes became unbearable - whichever came first. it was a cyclist's dream as the streets were fairly deserted and as i headed down to Kensington Gardens i managed to spot a few mattresses!
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| not very regal...Bathurst Gardens, NW10 |
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| fit for a queen...Ashburnham Road, NW10 |
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| a smidge smarter as we get closer to town...Inverness Terrace, W2 |
i got as far as home of the Household Cavalry Mounted Regiment before deciding to turn around, but i'd arrived in perfect timing and witnessed the gee-gees on their return to the barracks - fantastic - just the right amount of pomp (and horse poop) for me.
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| home of the Household Cavalry Mounted Regiment |
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| here come the gee-gees.... |
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| a bit of pomp and a lot of [horse] poop |
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| stunning... |
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| is that an axe i spy? off with her head! |
i pootled back through the park and sat beside the Serpentine Lake and watched the RAF flypast before heading over to Westbourne Grove for brunch at delicious
Daylesford - where i had Eggs Royale (natch) and bought some yummy Myrrh-scented candles and spotted some gorgeous pooches outside
Tom's, then a quick pitstop in Portobello to say hello to Judy and Patricia and then through the Avenues where lots of street parties are taking place - finally followed by another pitstop in
Minkies for a fresh orange juice and (not a royal) cupcake and a glass or two of champagne and lovely chitchat at
Love KR.
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| the RAF flypast over the Serpentine.... |
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| regal pooches outside Tom's deli in Westbourne Grove |
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| yes, you are a most handsome devil! |
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| ...but you're still not getting my worm |
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| royal eggs, eggs royale at Daylesford |
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| street party - Kilravock Street, W10 |
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| royal cupcakes at Minkies! |
home now and just checking how our friends over the pond report the whole shebang via
E! which is just hysterical - their royal "pundits" being Angela Rippon (fave 70s/80s newsreader, who famously did a high-kicking dance routine on Morecombe & Wise) and Dermot O'Leary (who will forever be linked with Big Brother's Little Brother and used to drink in one of my local pubs). they seem to be loving the [frankly bloody hideous] fashions sported by most of the wedding guests. i'm sorry but the York girls look atrocious and Tara Palmer-Tomkinson looks like her nose has finally collapsed. amazingly (for me to say so) Victoria Beckham probably looked the best....the rest...the horror, the horror!
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| the York girls, looking frightful (one looks like she has Alien attached to her head) |
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| Tara and her amazing collapsing nose |
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| the Beckhams...and for once Victoria, I approve. |
and so ...its all over ...until its repeated ad nauseum on telly for the next 500 days...but just to finish off here's a few more mattresses from the last few days...and for what its worth, i hope the royal couple have a lump-free mattress tonight!
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| Holland Road, NW10 |
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Bathurst Gardens, NW10
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