Tuesday, 16 November 2010

hemmed in like a boar between arches.....

Don't care about how they met.
Don't care about how he proposed.
Don't care about when the wedding is.
Don't care where the wedding might be.
Don't care how much it costs (austerity wedding, anyone? anyone?)
Don't care what she might wear.
Don't care what he might wear.
Don't care who gets invited.
Don't care what they have for dinner.
Don't care where they live.
Don't care if she might be Queen one day.
Don't care if he might be King one day.
Don't care how middle-class her parents (are or are not).
Don't care what the Queen thinks.
Don't care what Diana might have thought.
Don't care what the press think.
Don't care what the public think.
Don't care what people overseas think.
Don't care what she thinks about joining the Royal Family.

I just don't care. 

Can we move on now?

Her very Lowness with a head in a sling
I'm truly sorry - but it sounds like a wonderful thing....


  1. For what it's worth, we don't care all that much over here. Of course my wife might disagree, but whatever!!!!!

  2. Bah Humbug!

    I'm as excited as when they turned on the Large Hadron Collider.

    It just goes to show that a) there's nowt so queer as folk, and b) it wouldn't be good if we were all the same.

    The Eye in the Sky

  3. What a pretty dress! I must go buy one now!