Dearest Your Majesty,
In under a fortnight, I shall arrive on your royal turf. What say I pop round for a spot of tea? Or perhaps you'd like to share a pint at Ye Olde Queen's Pub? I'd simply love to catch up. Ta!
Humbly awaiting your reply,
I remain, the SJG
P.S. Hugs to you and the whole royal mishpocha!
Dear Short Jewish Gal,
I'd rather not.
Royally yours,
Elizabeth R
P.S. I resent the implication that I'm olde.
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
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Can't flipping wait! Shall we book posh tea somewhere? xx
ReplyDeletePish posh! Indeed!
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