Well it is an exciting old day.
I may meet The Queen today. I will get to see her at the very least, and if I'm lucky I'll shake her hand.
Have been invited to the Buckingham Palace Garden Party, plus one. So the Brit and I will scrub up, I'll wear a fascinator, he a suit, and we'll be heading over there this afternoon for some Queen time, cucumber sandwiches and champagne.
Is naaice!
Why am I going? Well that's confidential of course, but I can say that I am excited and know I am extremely fortunate to have been put on the guest list.
The invitation was this beautiful thick card that made a loud 'ka-thunk' as it past through our letter box and landed on the floor.It came with a list of instructions, including what to wear and what to bring (1 x utility bill to prove who we are and that we live where we live, for example.)
Tally ho!
PS: Wearing yellow. The Queen's favourite outfit is a buttercup coloured coat dress, so I thought I'd channel her directly.
PPS: If I meet her, it'll be 'How do you do ma'am. (Rhymes with ham, not harm apparently.)
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