New Tradition in Buckingham
A subdued Queen walked the rose gardens of Buckingham with her husband and prince consort, “You kind of quiet today?” asked Prince Philip.
“I’ve gone and mucked up this knighthood thing dear?” said the Queen.
“You gave it to Beckham?”
“No Rushdie!”
“By St George and the dragon and all the other saints who guard Merry England!”
“You think I’ve done a wrong thing?”
“You read his books?”
“No,” said the Queen.
“Then how did you give it to him?”
“The normal way!”
“Come on dear what’s this normal way you talking about?”
“Well the Prime Minister he brings a list of people he wants knighted and he puts it on my table, then I close my eyes!”
“You what?”
“I close my eyes!”
“To pray?”
“No, to chose from the list dear; I close my eyes and run my finger down the list and then I stop and the Prime minister he marks the person I’ve stopped at!”
“Ye gads!” said Prince Philip, “you’ve got to stop this silly system, see what a hue and cry there is all over the world because of what you’ve done!”
“I’m sorry!” cried the Queen, “You think it’s time I changed the way things are done?”
“Yeah!” said the Prince importantly, “especially when it comes to such important decisions!”
It was a reluctant Prime Minister who was dragged all the way to Buckingham the next day, “We’ve got to change the way we do our knighting,” said the Queen firmly.
“But I already announced the list,” said the Prime Minister.
“Well here’s an opportunity for you to announce all over again!” said the Queen sharply and courtiers who heard her shivered as they heard her majestic tone. “I think its time I took more responsibility for my actions! I can’t have the whole world upset ’cause I’m the only one following tradition! If tradition messes up things we need to give tradition a kick in the rear and throw it out of the window! Where’s the list?”
“Its here,” said the PM listlessly as he pulled it out of his back pocket.
“Spread it out,” said the Queen.
The Prime Minister spread out the list.
“Okay dear we’re ready,” shouted the Queen and the astonished Prime Minister watched as her husband the Prince Consort came into the room, stood in front of the list, closed his eyes and ran his finger down the list till he stopped at a name.
“See I told you t’was easy breaking tradition,” said the Prince to the Queen as they both strolled out of the room.
“And who did he pick?” asked the Prime Ministers wife when he went back to No 10.
“Brownie the bear!” whispered the Prime Minister, “I took the zoo list to the palace by mistake!”
“It’s a great day for England..!” sighed Cherie.
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