I was by far the most popular Royal and mainly because during the war, it was said that i showed a seemingly indomitable spirit providing moral support to the British public and it's true because things were tough for all of us back then.So many balls had to be cancelled and Buckingham Palace was bombed and there was a small fire in the grounds which the wiper of the Royals arses got a bit singed trying to put it out. I now know what our men must have gone through at the Somme.
We had to squeeze into three palaces and the rationing was awful, we had to make do with swans and grouse and if you didn't finish your seventh course then it was taken away and given to the corgi's. Our Margaret had a tantrum when she discovered that our usual guy was signed up for the front and the new cook had cut her cucumber sandwiches into squares rather than triangles.
I remember i was listening to the wireless when that nice Mr. Chamberlain said he had declared war on Germany and there were worries that the Germans would invade Britain but apart from the relatives, i never saw any of them over here.
At my funeral it was said that i had an utterly irresistible mischievousness spirit and it's true i did, most of it gin but it was said that i was a bit of a piss-head but i only drank as much as the next person, if that next person was Oliver Reed.
I would have a Gin and Dubonnet in the morning, a bottle of wine at lunch, a bit of champers with my dinner and a couple of dry Martini's in the evening but as i lived to be 101, i guess that proves that as my blood was 40% proof, alcohol is a great preservative.
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