Today, as you’ve probably noticed, is the wedding day of Prince William and Catherine Middleton, so I thought that would be a good thing to blog about.
The build-up to this day has been good fun. Back in November they announced their engagement and I wrote this post; in February I received the following Facebook message:
my name is Monika and I am writing a feature on the Royal Wedding for a magazine in Austria. As you studied in St. Andrews I just have one or two questions:
Have you ever met Prince William or Kate Middleton during your studies?
if there is any chance although you didn’t take a class with him maybe you have heard of others about the issues I am interested in. I wouldn’t even mention your name, it is just to polisdh up the article a little bit:
Do you know if he was a normal student or did he want any special treatment? any funny anecdotes you heard/saw during his time at St. Andrews?
Have you heard of others why he did choose Kate and if they were attracted to each other from the beginning:))) Thanks sooo much
Unsurprisingly, I did not write back.
As I type I am watching the extensive footage courtesy of the BBC, enjoying the glimpses of St Andrews and people I know, and getting very excited about seeing the dress.
But yesterday was the big highlight when Ma and I took a day trip down to London to soak up the atmosphere.
We got a train at 5:45 in the morning, arrived in London at 9:30, got the Tube to Green Park (with my brand new William & Kate commemorative Oyster Card) and wondered around, watching the crazy folk who were camping out on the Mall; talking to an American tourist and trying to explain what was going on; spotting minor celebrities as they were interviewed on every spare bit of grass; watching the Changing of the Guard; catching a glimpse of a little boy peeping out from behind a curtain of a second floor window (my guess is the Lord James Windsor, Viscount Severn – the Queen’s youngest grandson); walking up to the Goring Hotel (where the Middleton family were all staying yesterday), and then back to the palace, down the Mall (following some soldiers making final plans), through Horse Guards Parade, along Whitehall and finally, to Westminster Abbey.
It was so fun to see all the preparations, and excitement and crowds, but I’m also rather glad to be able to watch the actual wedding from a comfy sofa, rather than standing in what looks like a somewhat chilly (and potentially rainy) London Town.
In summary: struck with royal wedding fever.