Jubilee celebrations made by mum

I am being Jubileed to death. I am being Olympic’d to death. I am being ‘Queen rolled out again’, and I am running out of red white and blue clothes to fashion into costumes for a 5 year old.

I do not wish to make coronation chicken and yet that is exactly what I will be making. I don’t even fucking like coronation chicken.

Rachel asked how much money the Queen has. I told her. Rachel asked where she got it. I told her. Rachel is not as big a fan of the Queen any more. I am now going to make the things required for the next particular red white and blue day.

Bloody bunting. Sod off.