Pass the Princess & other wedding fever games
Yep, it’s THAT day. April 29, 2011. The day a poor commoner gets sucked into the English Monarchy, chomped up, bashed about and spat out as a Princess.
Poor, poor Kate. Her life is not one many of us would choose. I mean, meeting your Prince Charming as a reality would be cool, but that’s where the fairytale ends….. paparazzi, no private life, no popping down the street for a solitary walk to blow out the cobwebs, having to be friendly to weird politicians trying to feel you up. Gain a kilo and you’re shot, lose a kilo too much and you are accused of courting the devil. She can’t win! And yet she is a very valuable tool for the royals – another Princess Di.
Anyway, that’s the future, let’s focus on today – last night in fact, and the time I spend being sucked into wedding fever and doing what I imagine millions of others have done in the last few weeks – looked at my family history on the various Family History websites – Ancestry, Genes Reunited.
Afterall, Kate is a commoner – so there is this very slight glimmer that we, common as muck, royal watchers, may be a long lost cousin. A story to tell you friends on this wedding day “oh yes – we share the same great great great great great great great great grandfather dahhhhhhhhhhhhhhlink”!
As a digression – commoners are more likely to be related to royalty via some loopy uncle with a embarrassing penchant for emitting noxious gasses that lived in the 1300’s. Tell your friends THAT story!
Back to the point – so there I was, searching the family history. My mum was from England, so entertainment value aside, the search wasnt all a joke. And then we have the fact my nan’s maiden name was in fact Middleton, and they lived in the same general area – Yorkshire, as Kate’s family. Flicking back through my ancestors in the hope of finding a common ancestor my roadblock was David. Nope not Beckham – why is he attending the wedding BTW? David Middleton, born sometime 1842 to 1845. Who’s yah daddy David – ‘cos I cant figure it out! And you’re stopping me applying for an emergency invitation to the wedding!
Dead end for the Middletons I am afraid. David wont give up his secrets yet. Stuff the fact I am descended from Edward III (pfffft – as are about half of England I believe – nothing to be excited about). If you know who David’s parents are can you drop me a line please?
I’ll have to watch the wedding from home and marvel in the making of a princess. Chockies and champers on the couch, no corgis though. Poor Kate. I hope love can transcend everything!
Enough time not working – time to get some Toldyah stuff done.
Enjoy the fairytale. For a hilarious look at the nuptials try this