Encounters with RoyaltyMy good friend Jonathan once had to entertain the Queen whilst she had her portrait painted. The night before he was panicking as he didn't know any clean jokes.
Have you met someone royal? Are you royal? We'd like your story...
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chthonic, Thu 3 Aug 2006, 15:06)
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The Skinny Dead One...Once came into my shop (Our Price in Kensington), not too surprising with her living down the road and all.
She had the younger of her two brats with her, y'know the one with the Nazi fixation and minor weed habit. He woulda been about ten then I s'pose.
Given that I loathe women who cheat on their husbands, I let one of my crew deal with her, but couldn't avoid getting dragged into the transaction when the sales assistant got a bit starstruck. (Big gay Australian type, why do they love the dead princess so much?)
The little prince was buying a Michael Collins DVD, and needed mummy to pay. (Nice to see he was learning some anti-establishment stuff.)
Dopey Princess looks flustered, but fortunately the security guy stepped in and forked over the readies. That must have really smarted! Those royalty protection lads are mostly ex-army lads, so having to cough up for the biopic of the head Fenian can't have been much fun for him.
I'm the King of London by the way.
(, Sat 5 Aug 2006, 18:46, Reply)
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