The Royal Hoo-Hah

Everyone in HK was hyped for The Wedding.  Pottinger Street (where one buys costumes) was so busy with customers buying everything British or royal.  Marks and Spencer's food hall was crowded with people buying cheese, crackers, dips, and bubbly.  I met neighbours in the elevator carrying take-away bags of food to bring to their various parties.  What fun!

Joan and Ronnie hosted.  The women (Susan, Alex, and I) arrived at 5 p.m. and watched the guests making their grand entrances into Westminster Abbey.  We had all dressed up - especially Joan, who looked resplendent in her pink chiffon ensemble (even though she was barefoot!).  We munched on olives, hummus, and crudites and drank wine and Pimms while commenting on all the outfits and hats.  Alex remarked that she would have been dismayed to be seated behind a guest wearing one of the flying saucers.



Until Fergie's daughters arrived, everything and everyone was tasteful.  Perhaps this was their mother's revenge!  One website described them as young and funky.  Our take was GAG!!  One blogger has called them Princess Moosehead and Princess Fat-Blueberry.
The bride and her family stole the show.  Kate will certainly improve the royal gene pool.

Joan set a lovely table and served delicious British fare.  Amazing what she was able to turn out from her tiny kitchen!  We began with smoked salmon (mmm - from Chez Patrick Deli), followed by bangers (from Oliver's), mash, and brussels sprouts.  Cheese and salad followed.  And more wine!

Susan's trifle was the piece de resistance!
We drank champagne and toasted the newlyweds, wishing them well.

No, this isn't William - it's our very own Andrew.  He's also known as PGPW - the "poor girl's Prince William".  He says he'll settle for Pippa Middleton!