Further update! Julie is hanging upside down from Nelson's column and the fire brigade have been summonsed to get her down! Lyn has cut all the feathers from our other Julie's hat which now looks quite bald. However, Jean is splashing around in the fountains trying to catch a kipper which she feels would look equally impressive on Julie's head. Doreen's thingymabob is sitting on double yellows and my feeling is that she will not be able to get the lump of metal fastened to the rear wheel off before the wedding procession tomorrow. She is blissfully unaware as she is cavorting with German tourists who are cooking their barbeque on the foil on Jean's commode. Very sweet really as they have spread the purple velvet covering on the ground for us all to sit on and share their food. Oops!! Julie is being winched down but the tv cameras have turned up! Jean is running towards them, as is Doreen as they want to be on the news. Kathleen and I are here on the velvet spread eating sausages and wearing our hats. Kathleen is like a beacon in the dark as she rolls about singing rugby songs to remind people that the Welsh are British too while slogging her malt straight from the bottle. Must go now as I feel that I must compete, after some medicinal pernod, with a few verses of Flower of Scotland. A very dignified, serene night out so far.

Just posting from the Abbey---there are a pair of feet hanging down from one of the trees about halfway up---I dread to think whos they are.......

WELL---that was embarrassing wasn't it? I couldn't belive it when I saw Dors caravanny thingy crossing in front of the bridal car and making her late for the abbey.
And fancy you Jean-of all people, rocking that horse drawn carriage so that Phillip couldn't get in it.
And I just KNEW that you others- and you know who you were--- would try and smuggle themselves in under Kate's train.

I couldn't bring my caravan thingy home because it got trampled in the crowds!

It was a good do wasn't it, luckily I arrived in time, just had to delay the bride while I got to my place.

Honestly though.....Kathleen and Eleanor ! . They profess to be the pillars of decorum!

I have never felt so embarrassed in my whole life!

I suppose we will have to bail them out tomorrow..........either that or bribe the judge with the seed cake again.

Was wondering the same thing myself! Also the Archbishop!

She didn't?----did she?

Well! What a to do! Another lovely day and night. My tongue is hanging out here as I am so dry! It was a tiring time but so special. I have never laughed and cried so much for a long time!

Saying that, the day did not go without the usual candidates showing us up. There was Doreen reading palms from the back of her caravan on the mall. She was making so much money from the guests that they almost missed the coaches waiting to go to the cathedral. Then there was Julie selling her cushion pads to the same guests as they came out of the coach at the church. As a result, there were no cushions left for us!!

Just as we settled down in the pews, Lyn was seen to be snipping at peoples hair without permission. I thought that the archbishop was very understanding but didn't think that it was at all fair when Doreen and Julie had to give him the proceeds of their fund raising as compensation.

Then Julie disappeared and was then knocking hats of people's heads as she swung around in the trees. I didn't know where to put myself when she knocked Elton's wig off. Then when she impaled herself on Tara's hat I had to have a swig of my medicinal Pernod. As well as this, I didn't think it at all becoming when Kathleen started to sing 'why are we waiting' off key before the bride arrived. Just as well that I was there to join in and bring a bit of a tune to it! It was a shock when we were taken to the tower but we had a nice time there singing, eating cake and drinking medicinal pernod and fine malt. We got out in time for the evening do though.

The high point for me was serving the evening guests the burgers and bacon rolls from Doreens caravan. The commode was just the thing for selling the ice cream too. I was so proud when Julie did her belly dancing and Doreen and Jean danced around the pole. Just a shame that it took down the marquee it was attached to but what the heck - it was a party!

Kathleen, that guard was last seen running down the mall wearing Doreens wedding outfit! Saw it on the news this morning. As well as this, Julie was up the top of a lamp post in Trafalger Square with her flimsy dress on. We really need to accompany her shopping for more suitable clothing if she insists on climbing! A boiler suit perhaps!

Oh Kathleen! What a good idea to attend the pageant on the Thames. What about hiring QE2?

Show your knickers?-----well----you would have if you'd been wearing any.

Oh the shame.

It wouldn`t have been so bad if Jean hadn`t decided to wear the big sparkly pink bloomers.