The Funky Pidgeon

A morning spent at the Tower admiring the Crown Jewels and wondering how we might get our mitts on them. They seemed so unguarded. The Yeoman guards and Busby boys all seemed a tad rotund and I'm sure wouldn't be able to catch us.

A mishap in the shoe department meant that as the attendants were asking people to put their cameras away and phones in their pockets, I was waiting on them saying

'and madam could you please put some shoes on when viewing the Queen's very own Crown!'

How disrespectful!