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Royal Wedding
Thanks to the impending traffic and tourist chaos, the thought of escaping London on the weekend of the royal nuptials is becoming more attractive by the second. That doesn’t mean, of course, you won’t want to sit in front of the telly and have a good snigger at the vulgar hat choices of minor European…
And as Chelsea Clinton and Charlie Sheen board that same 21st-century carriage that once held Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie, they ride past the glorious Port Authority Bus Terminal, where three thousand drunk and homeless vagrants wait to escort them to the top of the Empire State Building, off whose roof they will be ceremoniously…
The names of the royal couple, and, coincidentally, of seven or eight of my collection of offspring, scattered around this great land like Aston Martins in a world of Hyundais. Not since one of my own weddings has the country seen such a spectacle. And my weddings – well, they are hard to beat. There…