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Friday, April 15, 2011


Well as most people who know me will know, I am a Royalist, and believe that we should keep our current dynastical Heads of State if only because it stops us having a politician at the top of the heap. And let's face it, if we were to have an elected ceremonial Head of State like they do in some countries, then the marching morons would end up voting for Robbie Williams, or some bint off a reality TV show.

However, I do abhor the appaling vulgarity that does seem to surround the Royals, especially at times like this knitted wedding party that I photographed the other night in Reading.

And this takes the proverbial biscuit.........


Ego Ronanus said...

This is pretty gross.

You could always bring back the Stewarts (and, no, I don't mean Michel Lafosse).

I believe there is a Stewart club in London, where they hang the picture of the Stewart claimant on the wall in place of the Queen. He is the Duke of Bavaria. The only trouble is that, as he is a Catholic, his coronation would be contrary to UK law.

The sad truth is that, even if he were made king, souvenirs of an equally grotesque nature would doubtless be made for him.

Fear not, though. I suspect the vulgarity of this will be dwarfed by things likely to appear in the next weeks.

Ego Ronanus said...

Speaking of royals, can anyone out there give me any information regarding the whereabouts of Stuart Pendragon, who, I have been told, claims to have royal blood (bar sinister)? He was last heard of some years ago digging up a street in Glastonbury with a mechanical digger. He had apparently secured permission to do some digging in Glastonbury from a town councillor who presumably thought he intended to use a spade on some grass.