Showing posts with label Royal Wedding. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Royal Wedding. Show all posts

Friday, 28 June 2013

Today at Wimbledon: Day 4. I HEART THE CENTRE COURT ROOF AND WANT EVERYONE TO KNOW IT.

Today the roof was used for the first time-hurrah! Unlike most who watch Wimbledon I relish the chance that the roof may come on. Even though it has only been there a few years 'the Roof' to give it it's proper, Sue Barker approved name has already become a peculiar tradition. 
Now, I'm going to jump around a bit here but fluidity has never been my strong point. Do you remember when those pandas arrived from China into Edinburgh and they broadcast the whole thing live on TV as if it was the Moon Landings or a Royal Wedding? They had that BBC News reporter asking all the important questions such as 'do the Pandas understand English?' as we waited for what seemed like an age for the Pandas to get their luggage together, dig around the back of the seat to find their phone and pick up 200 Marlboros in duty free. Well, the 30 minutes or so it takes for them to close the roof at Wimbledon is a bit like that. We get the peculiar sound of John McEnroe trying to commentate on what is, essentially a giant gazebo going up over a rainy bank holiday barbecue. The crowd 'ooohs' and 'ahhhs' at the sight as if it were the pandas themselves parachuting into Centre Court. After the roof is actually shut we then get around 20 minutes during which time someone flicks on the air con switch and we all wait around for some magic to happen so the tennis players feel like they are still playing outside. This is when the BBC cameramen and women on Centre Court have a field day, and personally this is probably my favourite part of Wimbledon. They zoom in on every canoodling couple, children eating scotch eggs, people looking bored and flicking through their Twitter feed. They do a quick round up of who's who in the Royal Box whilst McEnroe or that one of GMTV (may she rest in peace) tries to out-do each other in the 'who reads 'Hello!' the most' stakes. Ace to you BBC, for providing me with a people watching service without having to leave the house. BBC, I implore you to add 'BBC Centre Court Roof' to your extensive red button Wimbledon channels. This will give me something else to get addicted to, like when I spent nearly 5 hours straight watching the 'Chimney Cam' when the new Pope was elected. PLEASE BBC? 

Tuesday, 26 February 2013

Cressida Bonas- What You Need To Know.



Cressida, she's obviously bought the
wedding dress already.
Go on Harry, put a crown on it
To sighs of dismay and probably some screams by the Sloane Rangers last week, Prince Harry was seen with girl about town Cressida Bonas on a skiing trip on the slopes of Verbier.

Harry and Cressida (I know it sounds like a sitcom or a bad version of a Shakespeare play) met through Princess Eugenie, she has been part of Harry's circle for a while so knows the ropes. 

Bonas has all the credentials to become Harry's Princess. Her Mother is, wait for this one if you thought Cressida Bonas was funny: "Lady Mary-Gaye Georgiana Lorna Curzon" who was a bit of an it girl back in London's swinging 60s and her father is the blue-blooded Jeffrey Bonas. Ticking all the boxes so far Cress. 
Apparently Prince William had a bit of a thing for Bonas before K-Middy came on the scene, something I am sure will make for a brilliant best man's speech at a wedding one day. 
Here's Chelsey, also dressed in white.
I call this shade "desperation"

Anyway, as much as I would love another Royal Wedding I wouldn't rush out and buy a hat anytime soon. This isn't the first time Harry has been romantically linked since splitting with Chelsey Davy but you never know, Harry is partial to a bit of Vegas. Shot-gun wedding anyone? I just hope that we get a Princess Cress. 



As a side-note I would also like to point out that after spending about half an hour looking at photos of Cressida and Chelsey I conclude that they look the same. Is it just me? I think Hazza has a type.