“Excuse me,” he said. I turned the lawnmower off. “We are vacationing here in secret. Prince George mentioned as we passed that he had never mowed a lawn. The gardeners always did it. Would it be too much to ask if he could mow your lawn?”
Would it be too much? Oh my! Goodness me! He can mow the front and the back. Catherine, Princess of Wales got out of the car with her camera, followed by Princess Charlotte and Prince Louis. George began to mow the lawn. Kate took some pictures.
“Would you like to come inside for a nice cup of tea?” I asked.
“Goodness me!” declared Prince William on entering the house. “What a fabulous kitchen!”
“Would you like to cook something?” I jokingly said. Well, he said he’d cook dinner provided Kate popped into town to get some stuff.
“I was simply going to warm up a pizza,” I said.
William spent several hours cooking. George had finished mowing the lawn. We all sat down to eat in front of the television. The meal was disgusting. Utterly disgusting. No one could stomach it. Thank goodness I had some leftover bits and pieces in the freezer.
It was getting late so they asked if I would mind them setting up a couple of tents on the newly mown front lawn. Such a request was no trouble at all.
“I wonder if you might read the children a bedtime story in their tent?” suggested Kate. “I have a book here of Beatrix Potter’s Peter Rabbit stories.”
Great Scot! I didn’t read them anything about Peter Rabbit. I read them a science magazine article entitled “A Giant Telescope May Have Found a Paradigm-Changing Black Hole.” They were asleep in no time. I didn’t read them a fairy story. I don’t believe in fantasy.
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