‘Gawd Bless Ya, Yer Majesty!’ – Here’s To You From The Grovelling Peasants

Wring your clothcaps in tribute, a round of huzzahs and a quick chorus of the Jellibean song.

Our most Britannic Majesty has been on the throne longer than any other British monarch.

Doesn’t she look great for an eighty nine year old?

So would any of us if we hadn’t done a bloody stroke in all that time, waited on hand and foot and living a life of obscene opulence in a nation where more people are living in poverty as a percentage of the population than back even in the worst horrors of the Victorian age.

This is the twenty first century, yet this medieval madness continues.