'I did but see her passing by, And yet I love her till I die' (vomit)

well i have finally seen the head of our monarchy in all her pomp and glory as she was paraded back into buckingham palace in her horse-drawn elaborate buggy from her speech in parliament - the only one of the year and the only time she dresses in her virginal white royal garb. the hour long procession of marching royal guards to the tune of cavalry artillery being shot off in the park was to the delight of the throng of tourists who, like me, surely happened only to be there by chance (aside from the odd traditional londoner). and here i was going along to watch the humble changing of the guards!

even though i really couldn't care less about/somewhat despise the monarchy, it was still quite a spectacle and if anything reinforced the ridiculousness of the arrangement. oh well i guess it gives a whole lot of army troops an excuse to dress up nice and to get the instruments out of the closet.

nice horses too

walked around nottinghill which is quite pretty so now i don't have to see the movie. nothing special clothes-wise but lots of homely house goods and whatnot. i hear that the shopping is in the alleys around liverpool station so i will have to steer clear of that as my back is at max load. i think it is time for a quick afternoon nap, but it's kind of hard to pull these things off here when there's so much to do and especially when it's dark outside at 4pm. i may never wake up again!

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