The bunting is up (on the Democracy website anyway), the champagne is chilling and I’ve bought the tackiest, most patriotic earrings I could find… Yes people, I have it… ROYAL WEDDING FEVER!
You can practically smell the excitement in the air, and it’s not just because we are all getting another luxuriously long weekend, or that we have been given yet another excuse to crack open the wine in ‘celebration’… us Brits (especially me) love a good old-fashioned boy meets girl, boy turns out to be a prince, girl becomes a princess kind of story.
We can all feel like we are a part of this wedding, because in this ‘access all areas’ world we live in, we have witnessed Wills and Kate (sorry, Catherine) meet, fall in love, break up, wear a see-through dress, get drunk, get back together and finally prepare to get married.
In fact, I don’t actually mind so much that my invitation went missing in the post, as I can sit in the comfort of my own home and watch the day’s events on YouTube, follow tweets from Clarence House, check the wedding procession out in 3D thanks to the wonders of Google Earth, and if that’s not enough, I can watch/listen to it on one of the MANY channels out there.
Yes, I may not actually be in Westminster Abbey, but I will be among the billions of people across the globe giddily lapping up every moment of this epic fairytale, and I can hear you wondering what I’m going to do with my time once it’s all over; well their first baby can’t be too far off can it?


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