We’ll Never Be Royals

Photo by Ashton Mullins

A new Royal Baby. I don’t think I’ve been this excited since the Destiny’s Child reunion at last year’s superbowl. This is something worth celebrating.

I grew up in a royalist family. You think I’m joking.No. Apparently being british wasn’t enough already. My mum is one of those “if you’ve got it, flaunt it” kind of women. And what she’s got is british citizenship and boy does she flaunt it.

When the royal wedding was on, she invited around her closest friends for what she described as a “High Tea Celebration of Love and the Royal Family. I’m not joking, there was bunting and tea and scone and more tea and flags and Union Jacks everywhere. She’s fanatic. She even cut out those Wills and Kate masks from the newspaper and insisted we wear them all night whilst watching the wedding. As much as I hate to admit it, royal fever is contagious.

Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not advocating for colonialism or any shit like that. But I do have a deep respect for the goddess that is Queen Liz II.

She’s survived heaps. Two world wars. Not to mention over fifty years of eurovision. Respect.

So whether you love the monarchy, or are one of those people who will die protesting for our wee little country to become a republic, let’s all take a minute to celebrate the Royal Fam.


And from one Queen Liz to another, Mrs. Windsor:

Keep wearing hats and shaking hands with people; you’re great at it.

– Liz

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