If you had asked me about the royal wedding a few weeks ago I would have scoffed at the cost at the tax payers expence.This based on the fact that I am married to a police officer and public sector cuts are hitting us hard and blah blah blah!
I also had reservations as to the role model of marrying a rich prince and all your wishes coming true. I'm not so sure how healthy that is.
But anyway.
Boring.
The closer it got the more excited I became. For the children of course. I arranged for us to spend the day at the park with our family and watch it on massive screens while scoffing a picnic. I wasn't born when Diana and Charles married so I suppose I was excited that this was something that was happening in both my childrens lifetime.
But on the day itself, I seemed to go a tad bonkers.
Both Monty and Blossom were dressed in red ,white and blue.
I was overcome with emotion at what was a beautiful day. I question my hormones frankly.
Memorabilia was purchased, we have fridge magnets, flags, mugs, newspapers and magazines. All for the childrens memory boxes you must understand.
Now I am obsessed, I keep googling for new facts, I must know where they are going on honeymoon I MUST!
And not only that, it is contagious, this wedding fever. Monty has stalked all the newspapers with me. Looking at 'that man and lady who did a kiss.'
He is even planning his own wedding now. He will be marrying me, and there will be a steel band.
