There are times that I feel homesick and long to be back in the UK and London especially. This weekend I’m happy to be far far away.
Over a long weekend, celebrations take place marking 600 60 years of the Queen’s reign. Four days of a royal love-in would be hard to stomach and if I was there, I’d probably need to invest in a supply of Lydia Leith’s fetching Royal Sick Bags to help me survive the ordeal.
Actually, the Queen is a weak link in my loathing for the royals probably because as the years roll on she looks more and more like my mom.
The Diamond Jubilee events are set to throw up plenty of proud flag-waving and ‘we will never be slaves’ patriotism packaged as entertainment. Continue reading
