I had only been in London two days before I saw a Royal. It was Prince Phillip coming out of St. Paul’s. There were pages (or something) with trumpets lining the stairs, some sort of city official wearing his chains of office, and an old man in a dark blue suit. There wasn’t a HUGE crowd, but there were a number of curious onlookers, and we were held maybe 50 yards back as he got into a waiting car with the royal seal and was driven away. Pretty cool, really. Of course, he didn’t flash his tits to the crowd, so I didn’t bother taking a snapshot.
I had only been in London two days before I saw a Royal. It was Prince Phillip coming out of St. Paul’s. There were pages (or something) with trumpets lining the stairs, some sort of city official wearing his chains of office, and an old man in a dark blue suit. There wasn’t a HUGE crowd, but there were a number of curious onlookers, and we were held maybe 50 yards back as he got into a waiting car with the royal seal and was driven away. Pretty cool, really. Of course, he didn’t flash his tits to the crowd, so I didn’t bother taking a snapshot.