Send Her Victorious, Happy And Glorious

I'm not sure what is happening, I'm coming all over patriotic.

In the supermarket, I'm buying cakes in Red, white and blue. I bought a For Life Carrier Bag today, in beautiful Union Jack pattern. I stood up for the National Anthem last night at the start of the football, and today, I manicured Tooli's toenails... see it Large to examine....

Of course Liz and I have a history, it's been 25 years since we met, but I know that she treasures the memory of that day, just as I do. It's not often that she get to meet someone who speaks before you, points our doors, and up hills, and explains who her daughter is. ("Yes, I do know my daughter ),

All in all it was a lovely day, and as long as she is Queen, I am proud to be British, and will wave my Union Jacks all the way.


And if Wee Eck gets his way up here..... I'll be looking for lodgings down south of the border - I'm British first and foremost!