Big dog tried to eat our royal wedding cakes

We’d only left the door open for a moment.

In sniffs dog number one. Ralph. He’s lovely. (And already dressed for the festivities as you can see.)

Then up and in rushes dog number two, skidding and skittering across the hallway – heading for the kitchen – and the royal wedding street party cakes.

And the house made of sweets. (Picture below. Looks doddery, but cute.)

Collar grabbed just in time. Out.

Ralph, polite dignified hound that he is, left of his own accord without so much as a lick.

The bunting is up. No point in putting out tables, chairs, tents, food, booze, tattoo parlour, stocks, goalposts, bagpipes, trumpets, guess the baby competition, balloons, face painting, tea urn or speakers till the morning.

Time for one last rehearsal. (Thanks to On My Watch for the suggestion. See cartoon below.)

And you’ll never guess who I met when I got to the pub – Kate and William, propping up the bar.

They didn’t say much. Just stood and smiled.

Weren’t drinking. Bit two dimensional really. Made from cardboard.

Funny video in a minute. But first, did you know about Kate’s connection to Jordan?

And have you read the story about Sarah Brightman, Jack Lemmon and the burger?

It’s hilariously shocking – or should that be shockingly hilarious. No really, worth a quick look. (No relevance to royalty at all. Just funny.)

So to finish, here’s sports commentator Jack Edwards topical musings on the injustice of royalty.

Or ice hockey.

Or both.

Fingers crossed for good weather on Friday.

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