My grandma was from Liverpool. As a result, I knew a LOT about the British Monarchy at a very young age. My Christmas and birthday gifts were often quite regal.
And I've inherited some interesting pieces.
(Our family jewels are of the faux variety. But a gal can dream.)
I just wrapped up (intense! busy!) work in London and was happy to spend some time combing the shops for Royal Wedding 2.0 memorabilia to bring home. I was super excited to come home this week to this, sent from a colleague across the pond...
I had a vivid dream about my British Grammy the other night which really didn't surprise me. I'm hoping she'll visit again tonight so we can sit down to a "proper cuppa" (for her, that would have been a cuppa milk) and have a chat about the nuptials. Though I'm sure Grammy would still be hung up on Kate's see-through dress. (I also saw a sketch of Harry's date's alleged dress for the wedding. Bare shoulder! In Westminster Abbey! Tsk.)
I've had some nasty computer issues (our home PCs...plural...are a hot mess) and I've actually started to snail mail people. I'm like a luddite blogger. The good news is, we're going away today and I'm looking forward to zippy hotel WiFi. The bad news is, our flight takes off in the middle of the Royal Wedding.
Travel fail.
Hope you're all well! Looking forward to seeing you again.
