* Morning FarmerBlue !
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While you were away or just before you got back, there was a
glittering international event watched by millions. What a pity
you missed it.
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Meghan, a young American movie actress with lots of Sparkle
married a ginger headed chap named Harry in one of those quaint
English villages overlooked by a castle that the developers haven't
knocked down yet. Harry's an ex-soldier who's done a couple of
tours of duty in the war in Afghanistan.
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The chapel was crowded. Yes, the wedding was attended by all the
young and famous, the pretty much penniless, and hundreds of people
who look familiar. Even old what's-her-name was there in an iceberg
lettuce green frock and hat.
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What a service! Bishop Curry from America rocked up and gave an
impassioned sermon about Love. Yes, he banged on for fourteen
minutes. We didn't know where to look. Some people were amused.
Elton John looked pained but it could have been his ingrown toe nail
or an over full bladder. Lucky you lost yours. Now you'll be able to
sit through the longest of sermons.
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Meghan had a sparkling white wedding gown and was attended by
a little pageboy who'd had his teeth knocked out at cricket the week
beforehand. The Listen-To-Me choir sang that repetitious old song,
“Stand By Me”. Well, we had no choice. They were blocking the
main exit.
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Everything went off without a hitch and the happily married newly
weds sped off in an electric Jaguar. From henceforth they are to be
known as Mr and Mrs Markle. They have been engaged to do some
promotional work promoting tourism at home and Britain abroad by
a very old established family business with fingers in pies and spies
all over the world.
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Ah, you should have been there FarmerBlue. It was grand.
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