Vaguely aware that I should turn on the TV early this morning

Ephemera

Pried my eyes open around six this morning, remembering that there was something I wanted to do, or see. Fell back to sleep with the cat.

Only remembered to turn on the TV at seven, and got to see the exit from the Abbey. This seems to have been quite enough of the Royal wedding for me. I’m sure I’ll be bombarded with clips of the event on CNN and the like.

So here I am, one of a proper subset of people in America drinking tea right now: that proper subset comprising people who are drinking tea now because they always drink tea in the morning and who are not in the least pretending to be British for a day.

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