I had one very pissed off postie delivering here today.

His gripe?

All of ROYAL Mail employees are working on Saturday and he and his family wanted to go down to London to see the Coronation.

All I could say was : Well, Mr Royal could’ve given you all double time. He has enough spare cash rocketing around.

Shrug.

Mrs Betty Queenie had Coronation Chicken invented for her big day at th’Abbey. It looks gross but tastes nice. And has REAL Chicken in it.

Her son and heir is a Globalist puppet with deep pockets and short arms. He reminds me of Prince John (PJ) in the Disney film about Robin Hood.

Neil puts it best.