O, to be in England...
I wish i was in England right now. I made scones for breakfast to celebrate the Queen, the hoopla, the royal boat parade on the Thames, the Big Lunch, all that pomp and circumstance, and washed it down with a pot of strong PG Tipps tea.
I just love the monarchy, the castles, the carriages, the rituals. (I'd probably think it a big waste of money if I lived there, but I can admire all the pageantry from afar.) Our dear departed corgi, Fanny was named after my great grandmother, Frances Eliza Wood, who came to New York from Cornwall as a young girl. My great grandfather, Angus Gibson, came from somewhere in Scotland when he was two years old. So I do have British blood in me.
Here's a video of the artists and craftspeople invited to make crowns for the Harrods' windows...wish I could see them in person.
So, Hip Hip Hurrah! to you, Queen Elizabeth, for 60 years of hand waving, ribbon cutting and reigning supreme.