Ha. LOVE this. I had no idea that The Queen even knew how to drive and yet here she is barrelling around behind the wheel of a Range Rover on her way home from a grouse hunt near her summer retreat at Balmoral in Scotland.
The 86-year-old Monarch was, like all bad-arses in her country, wearing a hoodie-style silk headscarf secured with a couple of hairpins as the little Royal peered over the steering wheel. I can’t blame her though, the British weather in the summertime would play havoc with one’s regal hair do.
I used to be fiercely anti-Monarchy when I was younger (I used to moan they were just a tourist attraction) but now I’m starting to really feel fond of them. As one of Bohomoth’s older readers once told me: The House of Windsor is the best soap opera there is and I can see now they’re right.
I can’t wait to see what Liz does for the paralympics opening ceremony tomorrow. It would rock if she got Prince Philip to bare his arse as an act of solidarity with their grandson or even if she just cracked a joke about him not being at the ceremony then quips: “Harry’s naked photo scandal made his father very proud…” then tosses in a straight-faced “whoever that is.”
Do it Elizabeth, do it for your people and do it for your country.