The royal wedding

Hello

Okay, so I can see that with my promise of daily posts for a while, I'm going to end up doing them very late at night. I'm not always this disorganised, honestly.

Today, a month later, I'm going to talk about the royal wedding. Yesterday I told you that my views on this would be very negative. In fact, you will have noticed that they are so negative, I purposely don't capitalise the R and the W when writing the words 'royal' and 'wedding'.

The reason it pisses me off so much is because our useless Government goes on and on and on and on and on about how we have so little money and how we have to cut all the important things, like EMA and the National Health Service and youth groups etc... and then they can spend such a huge amount of taxpayer's money on this stupid wedding which is going to benefit absolutely no one! And I totally despise Will and Kate for going along with it. Someone said to me once that it's not really the couple's fault, it's just the system. I responded that they have a choice about whether to go along with the system, so it is their fault really. If they had any decency, they would have got married in Chelsea Registry Office, with Kate wearing jeans and a T-shirt. If they wanted a bit of glamour, they could have had the Queen along as a witness - and that's it.

In fact, the whole 'Royal' family really annoy me. For three reasons:

1) They cost the country a hell of a lot of money.
2) They are the ultimate example of posh and upper-class people being better than everyone else.
3) They are very insincere, and smile and wave at complete strangers all day.

I always say that if I was Royal, I'd be very unfriendly to everyone. People would stop me in the street, and I'd be like: 'Leave me alone! I'm in a mood, I feel a bit sick and I don't want to talk to you.' At least that way I would be honest with people, and not just let them lick my shoes for the sake of it. Honesty is the best policy, and I'm a firm believer in what you see is what you get.

I am proud to say I did not watch the wedding. I was at the theatre, enjoying a very gruelling rehearsal for our performance the next day. The majority of our group were good enough to sacrifice their precious wedding to turn up on the day, which I am immensely grateful for.

I think that's about all for today. I am aware that this is more of a rant than a post, but there we are. Tomorrow I'll either talk about the death of Osama or the Bristol Tesco riots, whichever takes my fancy.

Ciao!