I thought the world had gone mad, last night. There were crowds of people walking passed Downing Street at 2 o'clock in the morning. Some had small tents and sleeping bags with them. Others were dressed in Union Jacks. A Welshman, waving a Red Dragon flag, was singing his head off! Boy David didn't get to bed till late, he'd gone down Whitehall after dark!
Arturo said, "It's 'Wedding Fever'. These humans go a little potty when there's a wedding to attend - but a 'Royal' wedding - well, you can imagine!"
Arturo and I decided to potter along Whitehall too. Sure enough, people were camping out on the pavements. It was great for us though. There were three open sardine tins with some sardines left in them! Very tasty! People were singing and laughing and generally having a good time. There were no dogs! So it was even better.
Then, this morning, everyone was up so early! Boy David tried on his morning suit and shook his shoulders. He glanced at himself in the mirror and seemed satisfied! Samantha looked good in a bluey-green dress. She had a fantastic orange scarf which would be terrific to chase after. I bet Larry's had his eyes on that! Then, Nick Clegg, wailing lad himself, came by, he looked quite dashing, I must say. Very smart indeed and very cheerful. Then - along came is wife, Miriam González Durántez. Wow! and Wow again! I have never seen anything like it! Black turban and bright orange display! It was like a Spanish flamenco dancer's outfit. It was, as Arturo said, 'truly stunning'.
We didn't get to see much else though. We heard the bands - great! We heard the clip-clop of the horses! We heard the Abbey bells! But that was about it.
Then afterwards came the street party. I tell you, the spread made Arturo's eyes water. The party's still going on as I write! Arturo and I have high hopes that there'll be lots of scraps for us!
So - all in all - these wedding palavers seem like a good idea to me - can't wait for the next one!
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