Queen Elizabeth II - My Fake Diary

Monday, 2 July 2012

One's husband... er... oh... Prince Philip that's hos name, celebrated his 91st birthday at home on Sunday, after five days of hospital treatment for a bladder infection.

Many of our lower class citizens were kind enough to send in birthday cards, some of which we opened. (well One's third maids second assistant opened), one caught her eye, and she read it out to One over breakfast. From a proletariat in Nottingham. She wished him all the best, and said she would treat herself to a chip-butty in celebration.

As soon as someone can explain what one is, One may think of getting one of One's secretary to write ans thank the woman.