Friday, 29 April 2011
"Apple Blossom Time."
You have to be a certain age to realise the significance of the title to today's Royal Wedding - I think the song dates back to the Second World War!
Whether or not you are a republican or a royalist, you have to admit that as a country we do this sort of thing very well indeed. The precision was immaculate - down to the second,let alone the minute - the pump and splendour were as good as ever and the British Fashion Industry must have made millions out of it. Of course I am sure that some little things went slightly wrong, but if they did we didn't notice them. A professional musician once told me (when I was playing in an amateur group) that the difference between an amateur and a professional performer was that if an amateur went wrong the whole thing went to pieces, whereas if a professional went wrong the rest of the group would behave in such a way that nobody would notice anything amiss. I suspect the same was true of today.
I watched it all morning, kept warm by Tess on my knee. Yes, I admit, I cried in one or two places. I loved "the dress" and those of the bridesmaids; the simplicity of the wedding bouquet; the patent sincerity of the young couple. What was there to dislike about any of it, regardless of one's political views?
Speaking of apple blossom - I took this photograph in our vegetable garden yesterday. If you should have a similar tree in your garden then do keep an eye out right on the end of the leafy branches because that is where the goldfinches love to build their nests once the leaves are out. For the last couple of years we have had a nest in just such a place.