Oh, who cares about my dreams anyway? Well, so far the cat and the wife today, but maybe the cat was looking my way and daydreaming about mice.
So last night took me to England where I was a special detective on the Queen's bodyguard brigade. You know, the tough guys who get to guard her life with their own, not the guys in the red outfits and bear hats, nor the beefeaters either. The Queen had lost some papers in London, and we were walking around looking for them, and she saw a bagel joint and wanted to try it for lunch, so we all had lunch there which she thought was quite novel and so did the average people in there who were surprised the Queen was wandering around like anybody else.
I felt very important.
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What kind of bagel did she have?
I remember oats on top of a multigrain thing with I think lettuce and onion and slices of lox (smoked salmon). Mine was much the same, but tomato rather than lox. It should be mentioned that her papers were found, kinda blowing around in the gutter, but at that point lunch had become more important to her majesty. And to think, she is on your money and stamps everyday up there. In my experience, she is very friendly and likeable. Not everybody knows that, but maybe it has to do with gratitude for keeping her safe. But where were the cute little corgis?
Left at home, I hope. Dogs should not be in shops.
Well, you know the English, and especially the Queen when it comes to dogs. I bet there are special dog bodyguards in the palace.
i remember watching the queen (on the tele) going into a pub for the very first time of her life (perhaps 10 yrs ago) and was ever so gracious, pretending she liked it. oh, what a sheltered life the old lady leads...
from what i hear she is not that nice.
Denis, unlike me you have no personal experience. If you had met the Queen and hung out with her, as I have, you would agree she is great fun and really nice. Maybe I can introduce you some other dream. True, she hasn't done many ordinary things, but think of the awesome responisbility of of of breaking champagne bottles onto the prows of ships, and and, you know, having a whole bunch of dogs, not to mention worthless children and husband.
...and overseeing fox hunts and getting rid of undesirable daughter-in-laws.
Not to mention invading small island nations and posing for coin and stamp portraits.
I'm not sure I would know what to say if I was having a bagel and HM walks in. I mean, what do you say to a woman whose very face is on the money I just bought my bagel with? Hullo there Mrs. Windsor?
Alfred--let's look at the important questions here. Do you think bagels are served in the palace? Would she like it toasted with a little brie? Is that a little too multi-cultural for the English? I liked the fact that Diana wanted her kids to go places and spend money and be polite to folks. Charles and his mother are barely human.
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