Weather has deteriorated since the fantastic blue skies of Wednesday. It’s been a leisurely couple of days since completing the Cape to Cape trip. So nothing of interest to report. Apart from meeting WAMC for a very enjoyable dinner last night. He’d just had a meeting with President Zuma and Prince Edward for the Duke of Edinburgh Awards scheme.
I’ve known that Prince Edward was flying back tonight as well. Board the aircraft and busy standing and stretching legs in the aisle just before departure when the Royals board. Prince Edward turns right but for some reason looks left down to the nose of the aircraft. He does a double take. Think he might have recognised me? I’d like to think so.
He looks at me down the aisle. I look at him. He’s staring at me. Trying to figure out where he recognises me from. Probably. And then. Suddenly. The entire Royal party of aides and protection officers wonder what HRH is looking at. They all turn in unison to look as well. Now have half a dozen people gawping at me down the aisle. For a good few moments. They’re obviously thinking……who is he? Refrain from doing a little regal wave. That would just be taking the whatsit.
They retire to their seats. And I to mine.
Would you like your bed making? Says the beautiful, blonde, blue eyed Irish air hostess. And a Drambuie?
Who makes my night with a little wink.
