Pride and history
Day’s like today make me pretty homesick. All the pomp and ceromony, pride and history, flags and smiles. I love it.
Bermuda, as I understand it, is the only British colony without a day off today, even though Premier Paula Cox is at Buck Palace now quaffing bucks fizz. We were up early in our house this morning sat with our 18-month old watching the events unfold with our peanut butter on toast. The roads were quiet on the way into Hamilton this morning, but there does appear a real apathy here towards the future King’s wedding. No flags, no bunting, no smiles, no history. I’ve just put the telly on in the office though. Enjoy your days.
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Thanks CA we had a great day. Round some local friends for a family party, our Union Jack getting lots of cars horns going as we walked up there.
The wedding was worth watching until the sermon…First beers at 11.30, then we took the 5 boys to the local park for some footie, walking past three good natured street parties and enjoying some banter. Lots of Jacks and bunting.
After 10 minutes the 5 dads v 5 sons game had turned in to 5 dads v 25 kids. It was a cross between Zulu and that scene in Jurassic Park where the little dinosaurs start to crowd in on that bloke and tear him to pieces…
It had seemed a bit chilly early on, but now it started to feel really hot..
A typically understated British day where everyone had a smile and a good day in a gentle way (apart from West Malling which was bit like Beirut round the local boozers I hear).