My dear posh diary - Went shopping with my Greek-born husband yesterday, because those nasty French bastards wouldn't let us go to celebrate 'D- Day' with them.
However, not to be rude, we have sent our thicko son Charles, but he's bound to make a balls-up of it like he does everything else.
Anyway, enough of this regal tittle-tattle,-lets get back to the plot.
Marks and Spencers had some fab royal knickers with matching bra so I bought a set for me and a set for my butt-ugly Prime Minister.
It's hard for Gordon to get his fetish gear these days since they started publishing their expenses claims.
Thats all for now my royal diary - my favourite corgi, Gnasher, bit Barak Obama and has developed bladder problems
Still it makes a change from mopping up after Phil who is permanently bladdered!