The heart in the sky was well and truly broken. The clouds weeped and there was no end to the
relentless rain. This journey I make
every Sunday up the spine of England was a glide along a film of water all the
way. The same returning every
Friday. Accidents, break-downs, delays
and more delays. It all comes apart in
the rain. Thankfully the trusty old van
did not break down.
A Queen’s Jubilee, in the rain. The nation blessed the Queen and the Queen
blessed the nation and we all indulged in the tradition and pageantry of fine
royalty. What a show the Londoner is
capable of putting on for the world.
Nothing compares surely! Thousands
of vessels gliding along an historic river.
Jets roaring across the sky.
Millions of parties and bunting throughout the country. What a privilege it seems it is – to be on
British soil.
I can remember a time
several years ago when a popular royal lost her life on a road in France, and
the city and the nation lost its breath.
Working in the heart of London at the time – it struck me how real was
this mourning of the people. A lady few
had ever met, yet most adored her and loved the way she represented their
nation on the world stage. It occurred to
me then that the monarchy reigns because of the fierce pride held close by its subjects.
And it would seem the pride of Great Britain will be facing
up to the world. The Olympic games will
soon begin. Billions of people will be
watching. There is an excitement in our
people. A glint in the eye. The greatest show from the greatest city in
the world. I hope you all enjoy the 2012
Olympics.
Peace
