MBE? Don't make me laugh...
Attending the Palace to be formally invested with one's MBE is supposed to be a serious occasion. One in which unseemly levity would be entirely out of place.
Quite how Algernon - who was lurking behind the professional photographer - managed to get this photo of all four of us laughing (a pose which most definitely does not appear on the official photographs) is therefore something of a mystery.
We ought probably all to have been taken round the back and shot.
L to R: Aunty J; self; self's brother; the Old Blind Git; and Sutton. (Sutton being the only one who was sufficiently unmoved by the pomp of the occasion to have slept through the entire ceremony. Well, I think he was the only one. If any of the others did, they're not confessing to it.)
The Editor
7 Comments:
Dear Editor,
That is a really lovely photograph! And you look fab! Fab hat, (yay to the milliner!), fab cane, fab everything! Well done!
Funny how you never see "The Editor" and Lady Bracknell in the same place at the same time.
Are they by any chance, the same person?!!!!
I think we should be told.
What a lovely photo. The editor looks extraordinarily resplendent. The hat was definitely worth the wait.
Many congratulations on your much deserved, by all accounts (well, Ms Goldfish's account in my case) recognition.
Did Sutton meet any Corgis?
FAB hat
The Outfit and The Hat are just perfect. Very Lady (Bracknell) like! I am looking forward to more stories about the great event. Glad you enjoyed it and congratulations again.
Weasel,
I think I can answer your question. Lady B does not hold with modern contraptions such as photographic cameras and as such will not heed to any request to photograph her.
I have it on good authority that she is of the belief that photography is the work of the devl and can remove the soul.
The Hat is cha-peau-etry.
(Sorry, couldn't resist that one).
Congratulations on the gong, and sorry to hear of your loss.
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