Last weekend I found myself getting all royal’d up to celebrate our Queen Liz in a jolly good style. From street parties, to flea markets…watching the flotilla and even a seaside trip to Whitstable we felt very British indeed. We even managed to squeeze in a fish and chip tea to celebrate - how very proper. There’s nothing quite like a bit of flag waving to raise the spirits (who would have believed it?). Congratulations on 60 years Queenie.