Did anyone watch the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee Celebration?  I didn’t. Well, OK, I admit I tried to watch some of it, but I couldn’t get into it. The older generation of English hierarchy just doesn’t turn me on. I don’t get the pomp and circumstance sort of like I don’t get why the Pope has to wear that big pointy hat. Forgive my irreverence.

There’s something that turns me off about the stiffness of the queen with her forced smile that looks more like constipation than happiness. The hand wave ~ what’s that all about?  Wave your hand up and down with some enthusiasm ~ the side to side thing just looks like you have carpal tunnel syndrome.  And the way she holds her purse reminds me of Ruth Buzzy in Laugh In.  Why is she carrying a purse anyway? What’s inside?  A crocheted hanky and some hair spray to keep the bouffant hair thing going? These are the things I wonder about.

And don’t even get me started on Prince Charles and Camilla (Devilla). I never got their love story.  Has everyone forgotten the scandal of how they fooled around behind their spouses backs?! Does anyone remember what they put dear sweet Diana through?  It was just tragic and awful, but now all seems forgiven and forgotten as they sit in the royal carriage with Mummy looking so prim and proper, wearing their ridiculous hats (maybe I have a thing against hats), when in reality they were going at it like rabbits. Well, life goes on I guess.

Now the younger generation on the other hand, is something to shout about! Prince William is going to make one hec of a king, and who doesn’t love Kate? They are perfectly adorable. They’re young…they’re fun…and when they smile it’s for real. His mother is certainly shining through his eyes. I think the English people are in for quite a ride when he comes into reign!  And devilish Harry with the flushed cheeks and glint in his eyes will certainly keep us amused for decades to come.

Don’t get me wrong, it must not have been easy for a young girl of 26 to suddenly have to take over the awesome responsibility of leadership of such a great country. Heaven only knows what she went through during those sixty years of service, and she did it with style and grace.  There’s something to be said about that, and putting the smile, purse and hand wave aside, I do have the utmost respect and admiration for her.

So, Hip Hip Horray…Hip Hip Horray…Hip Hip Horray!

Jolly good…carry on…