I’ll bet you thought that Queen Elizabeth and some of her royal minions, including Phillip, her ‘walk about’ husband, met Thursday last; at Royal invite no less, at 10:30 a.m. Invitations with RSVP requested each of us to bring a Royal cup and saucer and best Royal manners.
As requested, we all arrived at the Royal Parlor, with everyone dressed in a manner befitting our High Royal Standing. The spokesperson, Lady Patricia, introduced us and made sure the Royal maidservants had provided saucers and required cups for our crumpets and tea in the requested vintage cups.
HRH Phillip, the lone male, excused himself so that he could retire to the Royal Pub for a Royal tankard of stout; while the Queen and the invitees polished off two plates of crumpets and spoke of the health and welfare of the Palace Royals, such as Lady Arbuthnot, Sir Cecil Have-not, and of course Margaret.
The ladies all wore very fetching regal-type gowns, elbow length gloves, and Chanel hats.
A good time was had by all, except Phillip, who was anxious to get back to his game of polo.
(As re-printed from the daily British Chronicle.)
P.S. I hate to lay this on you, but the above is a reprint from the daily palace chronicle.
