Odd, that the royalty in the English family has such despicable style. I have found the telly a most fascinating interest and time to be had, though the Queen belittles herself by wearing such ridiculous hats, and by dressing herself in a most obscene yellow, as a runny egg has passed and solidified over her body.
My own family is not quite so vain, and I am grateful for that.
Zounds, how bizarre, how queer, how absurd.
I have been told that I speak like a Count, or more exactly, The Count from some odd-sounding show on the telly. And when I show that I truly do not understand what is meant, I am asked to count anything. "One street urchin, two street urchins," and then to laugh.
There is much in this world that baffles, and much more that makes no existent sense.
[ooc; i've been mega away and totally missed that Arthur replaced William, edited to fix that! \o]