Ok! So Jenny and I have packed. Yes packed! Already!! AND acted on Coco Chanel’s dictum to remove just one item before leaving the house…actually that refers to apparel and jewels…but I digress. Phone conversations have now accelerated to 2,000 words per minute, efforts to temper our excitement reducing us to pure babble and we still have the weekend before departure. Poor Rossy…poor, poor pet simply doesn’t have a chance…already Googling French golf courses to plan his escape hatches. Not to mention poor BJ’s bleeding ears!
Royal Wedding? Bah! Humbug!