On the eve of the Royal Nuptials
I've been thinking....
...in 1973, just after I had emigrated to Canada
Princess Anne married Captain Mark Phillips
and up I got and watched the ceremony in the wee small hours with Rudy's Oma.
Fast forward 8 years to July 29, 1981
and I dutifully dragged myself out of bed, at 3.30 in the morning
to watch Charles and Diana tie the knot.
Now, given the sucess of these marriages perhaps, tomorrow morning, I should
turn off the alarm and pull the blankets over my head
...maybe that way this young couple just may have
half a chance of making it to their 10th wedding anniversary still together!
But no...today I am baking scones, chilling champagne
and there I will be, in front of the telly, teary-eyed, singing
Rule Britannia at the top of my lungs at 5 am all by my lonesome,
while hubby snores softly upstairs!
God Bless'em I say and Good Luck!