The Queen of England (and Australia) was in my hometown of Perth on the weekend, and it turned out that she was making an appearance at a family friendly event in a very large park by the river.
I was persuaded by an English friend to “pop into the city to see the Queen”. So I dragged my 3 kids and my husband along. Hubby wanted to paint the back fence, but I thought it was a great excuse to get out of the house and enjoy the sunny weather in the city.
Usually I stay far, far away from large crowds and these sorts of big “organised” family events. And as it turned out, there were 100,000 people in the crowd or something insane like that. We walked from the train past a couple of kilometers of barricades and hundreds of police, while helicopters clattered overhead. We queued to cross empty streets while security people talked on radios.
Did I mention that my husband hates both queues AND crowds?
This was our view for a long time. We waited. And waited and waited and waited and waited. We ate hotdogs. I got a bit sunburnt. I ran off to the toilet.
And I came back just in time to snap this winner of a photo.
I think it’s beautifully hilarious. It perfectly captures the silliness of my whole day.
In a blink of an eye, the Queen’s car drove past, and then she was gone.
Just a flash of a gloved hand, waving.
My 6 year old son summed it up, “We walked all that way, spent the whole day here, just to see a LITTLE OLD LADY IN A CAR??? TOTAL FAIL MUM!!!”
My children were SO GRUMPY AT ME!
And to make it worse, I discovered that my two year old was still excited because he thought we were there to see either “Queen” (the 80s rock band who my husband is a fan of), or Lightening McQueen (a character from the Pixar movie “Cars”). Man, was he ever going to be disappointed.
So I made it up to them with ice cream.
And my husband? He was so quiet that I knew I owe him BIG TIME for this.