Less than 24 hours after my last journal entry, Clarence House has announced that the Prince of Wales and Camilla Parker-Bowles are engaged to be married, with the ceremony scheduled for the 8th of April.
Is it actually possible that Prince Charles has been a visitor to this blog website, and has actually been reading my daily journal entries? Could I have possibly influenced the course of British history? Oliver Stone might think so, but the realist within me says otherwise.
Knowing that the Prince of Wales is a long-time friend of Monty Python's John Cleese, it would be almost comical to envision Charles turning to Camilla and saying, "I know how to show those pesky MPs, and have the last laugh at their expense. This will be better than the Dead Parrot sketch..."
At least the Windsors are finally becoming a bit more public relations savvy, and have opted against a big public affair, and will instead partake in a small civil ceremony at Windsor Castle's chapel. The loyalists to the late Princess Diana's memory could easily start something short of a civil war. However, judging by the unofficial public opinion of the last few hours, the British citizenry seems to have more pressing things to think about than Charles and Camilla's upcoming nuptuals, and pretty much could care less.
Speaking of matters of love...
This evening, Sarah and I watched our DVD copy of Love Actually (again). With a cast that includes Hugh Grant, Alan Rickman, Emma Thompson, and Liam Neeson, we can view this movie over and over, and never tire of it. It seems to get better each time we run it. It's a sad commentary about the MTV-induced diminishing attention spans of the many people who complained that there were too many plot lines in this film. Their loss. We need more well-written "feel good" movies like this one.