Friday, April 29, 2011
When I was a little girl (about 5 or 6), I wrote (with the help of my mum) to Princess Diana to see if her William would like to come and play with my little brother, William, who happens to be only a few weeks apart in age. The invitation was, of course, politely declined, but I still have that letter tucked away somewhere.
Anyway, we just watched the royal wedding, while eating fish and chips. You can take the girl out of England, but...well, I like a wedding. Good luck to you Will and Kate. Now begins the hard work...
Meanwhile, my three-year old noticed that the floor of Westminster Abbey looks just like our bathroom floor. She's not taken in by the fairytale!