Sorry about the terrible pun, I'm sure that you've probably heard a gazillion of them if you've been in Britain this Bank Holiday weekend. But, during this most British of celebrations, it wouldn't seem right if we didn't discuss the weather would it?
Sunday started off rather chilly. We headed to the Thames around the Pimlico area and met up with our charming pals Russell and Sara. As expected, the river banks were bursting with crowds 10 people deep, trying to get a good view of the river so they could watch the 1,000 boat flotilla, and catch a glimpse of the Queen. We found a spot on a wall set back behind the Royal Hospital Chelsea, and realised that if we clung on to the railing we could *just about* see the the river. So we waited....and we drank a little gin to keep us warm, as the skies threatened rain, but only delivered drizzle.
As the flotilla began on its route down the river, we realised we could only see the masts of the hundreds of tiny boats that were sailing past. But then.....the Queens barge, The Spirit of Chartwell came in to sight! It was obviously much larger and grander than all the other boats that had passed so far, and therefore, Elizabeth II, very cleverly wearing white so she was silhouetted against the backdrop, was in plain view. Now I am not a Royalist, but I enjoy seeing crowds of British citizens and visitors to our Island, coming together and celebrating. It was lovely to see her standing there waving at everyone, and she did stand...the WHOLE way. Hats off to her for that.
After seeing the Royal barge we decided to walk towards the centre of town. That is when the skies opened up and boy, did it rain?!! It wouldn't be a British Bank Holiday without rain I suppose, and it didn't seem to dampen the spirits of those gathered in London, as much as it dampened my feet.
Here is my Red, White and Blue ensemble:
Red silk 1950s Blouse: The Shop, Cheshire St
Blue 1950s cigarette pants: From a shop that no longer exists
Neck Scarf: The Shop, Cheshire Street
Comfy pumps: Clarks
|What handbags were made for|
|Clinging onto the railing for dear life, fear masked by a smile|
|Our, ahem...prime vantage point|
|Sara, comfortably perched on wall behind post, awaiting Her Maj|
|There she is! Can you spot her?...you might need a magnifying glass|
|Yes...even toilets became chairs as people scrambled for the best view possible|
|At one with nature|
|Mission accomplished. We had seen the Queen|
|He is not very pleased with his outfit|
|They are very pleased with their outfits|
All that rain will soon be a distant memory for me as I am flying to Spain very early tomorrow morning for a week's holiday! Yippee! I will see you in just over a week, when I will be back to bore you with my holiday photos! TTFN!