Other members of the Royal Family will no-doubt be telling the story of the Royal Visit to the Hairdressers yesterday so I thought I would tell you the story of a very un-Royal moment. During our visit, Queen Ananasty had to leave early for some food because she had not had one of her 16 meals a day yet. Servant Dave was dispatched to the nearest Supermarket with Queen Ananasty to decided what she would like to eat. The Queen decided she would like to purchase some bread and crisps to make “Crisp Butties” in the hairdresser’s reception area!!
Okay I may not be the tallest of girlies but if I wear heels I at least reach 5’3″ which isn’t that small really! As for the truck if anyone wants to offer me a ride (in a truck!!) then I would love too, but I might need a booster seat. As you can see from my picture, I do look taller in heels! As for the Mummy Dress, yes I have a son his name is Sno and he likes his mummy to look nice.
Today has been rather a sad day, and not the usual skitting royal fun day we usually have. Today was spent at the graveside of one of our royal family members who this week would of been 30 years old if she was alive. My Princess sister died young (so no wrinkles lucky her) and this week is a difficult week for us all, we mask the fact that our hearts are heavy and that our weak smiles hide the sadness of missing someone special from our lives. If you have ever lost someone close to you, you will know of the pain and hurt you feel when you no longer have that contact no matter how big or small that contact was. The pain you see never really goes away, you can say it eases with time, then something such as a birthday crops up and once more you are thrown into a twister of emotions.
Hi this is Queen Ananasty here, i have decided to come on here because i have 2 pests hogging MY blog all the time and now it is my turn to tell you a story.One day last year me, my sister and my servant went to Stoke on Trent Monkey Forest and GUESS WHAT… we nearly never made it there as my Servant Dave got lost once again. I swear he needs a tom-tom even if he does have a map with him.
Once upon a time in a kingdom far, far away when Princess Chimpton and Servant Dave worked together for a lowly training company there was a man by the name of Mick. Now Mick was a jovial chap, a happy-go-lucky kind of guy without a care in the world and he also worked with the Royal Princess and her Dad.
As you can see my dad never takes notice of anyone, you say dad a LITTLE sunblock and no he puts the whole tube on, or none at all you can’t win with him I’m afraid hes beyond help. I also think hes very much in denial a BABE MAGNET, jebus dad please, however I do remember one babe coming upto you at the beach but that wasn’t in Miami.
Just to put the record straight, I do wear sunblock when my daughter screams and shouts at me at the top of her voice, “Dad do you want skin cancer?”, “Dad you’re going to burn!”. This is what she has me looking like on Miami Beach. She just didn’t want me pulling the birds that’s what it was!! I was a positive babe magnet until she made me put the sunblock on then no one gave me a second look, other than to start LAUGHING!!! My daughter just made me look a meff and not for the first time in my life!!!
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