Monarchy is not a subject that often troubles my day to day existance. There is a vague fondness for the Royal Family, in much the same vein as my general affection for red postboxes and Flake 99s. Don't think about them too much, but glad they are around as part of our shared culture.
But it is impossible not to get caught up in the general air of excitement surrounding the Jubilee. For a start, our closest town is swathed in flags and bunting and looks spectacular. And the children are all dressed in red white and blue today and have a special jubilee picnic planned at school (actually, if I'm not very much mistaken, the head was dressed as the Queen, complete with elbow length white gloves and a tiara).
Though I do wonder what some of the kids who come from other countries are making of the commotion. Actually, given that there were enough red white and blue baked goods in evidence this morning to sink a royal barge, I have a feeling they won't mind what they are celebrating.
Which was pretty much my conclusion when I realized the red and blue stamps I had picked out for Jubilee mini-bunting, weren't all necassarily Commonwealth in origin! But hey, I think keeness to party with bunting and cake and sprinkles is a phenomenon which crosses national boundaries. Happy Jubilee Weekend!