the thoughts of an angel
Most of us by now will have probably read about the musings of gossip-celebrity, Charlotte Church, and about how she thought the Queen a ‘confused old woman who probably doesn’t want to be wheeled out at every Royal Variety Performance to watch scantily clad dancers and sh**ty comedians.” Obviously, disgruntled from Tunbridge Wells was up in apoplectic arms about her indiscretions but I for one reckon she probably hit the royal nail right on it’s royal head. I get confused at 47 about people I may or may not have met before in the past so it’s perfectly acceptable that the 84 year old monarch can’t remember Charlotte from earlier meetings. As for comedians, the fact that she continues to ignore ‘national treasure’ Brooocie in every year’s New Year’s honours list shows us the irreparable long-term damage he’s done to her and proves she’s in complete control of her faculties! I once had the misfortune of having to deliver something to his house on Wentworth and not so much as a thank-you was forthcoming. I will gladly go to my grave never having seen a single episode of ‘Strictly’.
Just to prove it wasn’t a fluke Charlotte proceed to expound with alarming accuracy on, at one point in time, the two most powerful men in the world. Tony Blair, invited her to his last dinner at Chequers and insisted she sit at his right hand. “Which I thought was a bit f*cking odd.” And as for George Dubya: “I sang at his inauguration. After, he asked me where I was from. When I said: ‘Wales’, he said ‘What state is that in?’ I was thinking: ‘Surely you should at least know it’s not in your own country?’”
For Pie Jesu’s sake!
