Friday, 29 April 2011
Royal Wedding - South African Style
I couldn't be the only female blogger in the world not to mention 'The Wedding' today so...
We are just as manic here in Cape Town as everywhere else - it's a work day so office parties have been arranged, TVs brought into pubs and libraries, ladies of 'a certain age' are organising private parties at home, camped around the TV with cucumber sandwiches, scones and cream, Victoria sponge cakes and, of course, lots of champagne. One lot are doing fancy dress, have bought magnificent hats and are dressing up the hostess's mother as the Queen. Where will I be? When Di and Charles wed - which was also my brother's wedding day in the UK - I was on holiday with my family and friends in Mauritius. Unpopular with my own family, I remember trying to catch a glimpse of the other wedding on TV in the hotel's beachside pub. (Was I the only person in the world to think the dress awfully ugly?) When Diana died, I spent the day of the funeral in bed with boxes of tissues, glued to the screen - my concerned husband bringing me pots of tea from time to time as he thought I must be ill. This time - woe is me! - I shall be trapped in my car on the way to the airport to attend my sister-in-law's 70th birthday at the exact time that Kate will enter the church!!!!! How could this happen? I can only blame myself: I booked the tickets months ago before we knew the date of the wedding. Yes I know there will be loads of pictures and videos afterwards for months on end. But it will not be the same. Every woman will understand that I had to see 'that dress' at the exact same moment as the other two billion people around the world watching their TVs. It's hard to get permission to publish any of Google's images these days so this is a pic of my daughter and daughter-in-law on the day of my daughter's wedding.