HRH Prince Phillip, Duke of Edinburgh - My Fake Diary

Friday, 2 December 2011

Woke up this morning and couldn't find my blasted slippers.Pretty bloody sure that HM's corgis have been pilfering them for the purposes of god knows what. If only one of the household cavalry could shoot the offending blighter, I'd be much happier.
Held an interesting discussion with David Cameron the other day. He suggested that when I die, my cremated remains be launched into space and placed into permanent orbit around Mars. Is he serious?!! Frankly I think Jupiter would be a better tip. Nobody'll find me in that situation.