Monday and the sun got it's hat back on after yesterday's washout, there was bunting, cakes, a raffle, barbeque, sangria and a hat parade - very very English and rather sweet. I also did my good deed for the day by washing up half a tonne of crockery and Jon put away tables and chairs..George, well, he fell asleep.
I've never really been a royalist and I don't know if it's getting older, having a family or just something that has crept up on me, but as well as loving the pomp of the jubilee (I've always enjoyed the colour and verve of the uniforms, horses and flags) I've been genuinely struck by the fact that this little old lady has invested her entire life into this country. Bless her.
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