An Address from Her Majesty the Queen
This evening, Her Majesty the Queen gave a televised pre-recorded address to the nation and Commonwealth. I’m very much a royalist through and through, so I’ve been looking forward to this since I found out about it a few days ago. As ever, Liz didn’t let us down!
As expected, it was full of references to other times of crisis, most notably the Second World War and the Queen’s very first address to the nation, when she was only a teenager herself. I personally loved the reference to Vera Lynn’s famous song, We’ll Meet Again:
I found it all very emotional and caught myself fighting back the tears at times.
In other news, in Scotland, the Chief Medical Officer, Catherine Calderwood, had to apologise having been caught flouting the very advice she’s been giving out, having been reported to, not once but twice, having buggered off to her second home, something like 44 miles away from her main home. Personally, I think she should resign; I mean I get what Nicola Sturgeon is saying in that she has expertise that they’d like to make use of but, come on – She’s not exactly to be trusted is she. Surely we’re not that short on talented experts that can be trusted who could step into her shoes, are we? I’m more concerned about what a poor example she’s set in doing something that she, more than anyone if she’s such an expert, should know better than to do. The message that her thoughtless behaviour has given out.
And I don’t know who got that promised warm weather today but I did not think it was all that warm in Manchester – sunny yes, windy very much so but warm – not really. Still got out and gave the car a bloody good clean inside and out but I won’t lie. I’ve got a bit of cabin fever this evening. Restless, even though I’ve had a quick walk with the dog and been on the drive cleaning the car all afternoon. Goodness knows how I’d cope if the government has to take away our allowed exercise breaks, all because some people are incapable of following the rules. I think the increased threat of this is what’s making me a bit antsy tonight actually.
I’ve tried to combat it by coming up to the bedroom to type this tonight which is something I never do, just for a change of scene. Maybe the best thing to do is to get an early night and hopefully sleep it off.
Oh well, at least I don’t need to set the alarm for Monday morning!