‘Kin’ hell….
Apparently more planes flew over Buckingham Palace yesterday than left Gatwick.
I’m hearing reports of traffic disturbances in the Cressington area of Liverpool. Apparently a man, holding a Whopper in each hand, keeps prostrating himself in the direction of Buckingham Palace. The only reason any traffic is moving is because occasionally, he exclaims “but I don’t believe in God. She has no basis to be Queen!” and briefly moves to the pavement.
He whimpers, has a little nibble on a Whopper, resets and starts blocking traffic again.
That’s a euphemism, isn’t it. You’ve been out with the binoculars again.
We had our street party yesterday
It was great. Not because of the Jubilee- although that did provide the impetus, but because the whole road got involved and everyone had a great time
The are rumblings that this may become an annual thing
Take a tip. Some time in the near future, well before the next jolly, discreetly dispose of that 25 miles of bunting the ayatollah acquired.
Its good isn’t it? We’ve got about 15 people round ours on the piss and approx 300 people tomorrow out, monarchist or not we can all have a bevy and enjoy ourselves, surely its a good thing, or not as some would have.
Too late
The fucking stuff is go up next year
Well, our afternoon tea with the old folks of the parish went well. Bit of a hiccup at 3:30 when the rain started, but all onto the verandah before anyone got drenched. The bird did a marvellous job of the spread, and they all stayed long after the “official” finish time, chatting and tippling prosecco, sherry and cakes.
A few arrived after this pic, and we decamped indoors shortly afterwards. I do feel a bit sorry for people who’ve arranged their does tomorrow or Sunday, we were lucky with the weather today.
Like your frock
Cunt.
He likes any frock.
That’s why he can never go to Scotland.
He’d be kilt.
Ffs
You’ve seen our street then?