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Post-Elizabethan London

I went on a photo-gathering trip to London yesterday, while preparations for the Queen’s funeral were in full swing.

The train station was warning people not to join The Queue.

Shop windows were full of Queen Elizabeth images/merch, and also Paddingtons. It infuriates me how Paddington has become associated with the Queen but more on that some other time.

This is not just public mourning! This is M&S public mourning!

Flowers and flags popping up in all sorts of places.

The Marble Arch area was packed with people. I did get this nice picture of a bird though.

Onto Hyde Park. People and police everywhere, and a load of screens and portaloos set up for the funeral.

(other crowds, cops, & the odd yelling person not pictured.)

Found a weird beehive type thing and an unbothered raven.

Apparently this also happened in Hyde Park:


and I’m glad I didn’t see that because I would have lost my fucking mind. Just a really, really shitty thing to do. (The part of me that still has a shred of optimism about human nature wonders if some of those flowers, the ones unmarked by any Queen pictures, genuinely were for Holocaust victims but I suspect not. I mean, I hope so, I just suspect not.)

On lighter notes…

I do like this pic of the Union Jacks at half-mast, it came out really well.

This shot of a plane going past a statue isn’t too bad either.

Oh look more Paddingtons, Paddingtons everywhere. Wouldn’t it make SO MUCH more sense for these to be given to refugee kids who arrive in Britain with no toys?

So Buckingham Palace itself was closed off but the area around it was MENTAL.

The tributes from children I suppose are touching in a way, but only in the same sense any children’s drawing left out in the rain is.

Those photos probably don’t give the full scale of everything but hopefully this video does.

Absolute chaos I tell you. So were the surrounding areas.

Piccadilly Circus looked beautiful but police were everywhere.

There was a moment of silence for the Queen on the train! ON THE TRAIN! Madness. A voice came over the tannoy asking for a minute’s silence but most people in the carriage were asleep anyway.

Got home and was informed shortly afterwards that my grandmother had taken a turn for the worse. Apparently, she can’t even recognise her family members now. It absolutely sucks. But the country won’t stand still for her, will it.

The Queen Died

What a strange day it’s been. One day before my wedding anniversary actually. I saw “Balmoral” trending on Twitter and it turned out to be a news story about how the Queen was in ill health. Lots of wisecracks scrolling down. (My favourite was “She meets Liz Truss and starts dying the very next day, I respect that.”)

Later on today I marvelled at how much better I was feeling post-breakdown, I’m on some fantastic new meds. I decided to fix the TV box since it had been messing up since pre-breakdown and making the image flicker on and off all the time. I got it working properly and immediately, a black screen and an announcement saying “Stand by for a message from the BBC” like I’ve heard in World War II-set movies.

“Holy crap, she’s actually dead!” I told my husband.

She was indeed Actually Dead. But I suppose the Queen isn’t really what I want to talk about. There’s not a huge amount to say, I’ve never met her (a few members of my family have gone to special Palace events where she was there, but that’s all) and she lived a long, charmed life.

Actually I want to talk about my grandmother. She was born two weeks before the Queen was in April 1926. She went through World War II at the same age the Queen did, but in considerably more danger than the Queen was, because she was working class and from a working class area that was very heavily bombed. She ended up joining the Wrens, I think, though I don’t know what she did there. Here’s a pic of her, clumsily colourized by an app:

I just take a weird sort of pleasure in knowing that a working class woman outlived the Queen, I guess. She’s in a care home now on the other side of the country, I plan to visit her soon.

Partygate — Meerkat Musings

I’m mad. I’m fuming. This is going to be an epic rant but a necessary one. It concerns the shambolic, deceitful hypocrites at the heart of this Tory government, and it concerns the opportunity the British public has at the upcoming local elections. Both PM Boris Johnson and Chancellor Rishi Sunak have received fines for […]

Partygate — Meerkat Musings

Don’t ever let your country become like Britain, kids. :(

Death on Daytime

This expose of The Jeremy Kyle Show aired on Channel 4 yesterday. It made for difficult watching and invoked that all-too-common feeling of “Wait, this was happening in plain sight for ages and everyone just accepted it?” I never sought out the Jeremy Kyle Show but I always assumed from what I saw of it that everything was staged, not that people were being abused and belittled on a regular basis.

It sort of makes you wonder, which things that are currently commonplace are going to be seen as horrifying in a decade or so? I have a list. I hope I’m not doing any of them.

The Shame Of Britain — beetleypete

Originally posted on REDFLAGFLYING:

News today of an incident at Calais that rightfully shames the current despicable government running this country. 150 Ukrainian refugees escaped from their war-torn country. They spent days heading West, crossing through Poland and Germany into France. Their aim was to seek refuge with members of their families who were already…

The Shame Of Britain — beetleypete

As usual, I have no words, just the same old crushing disappointment and shame.

big jet tv

Storm Eunice is so bad it’s taken the roof off the Millennium Dome (see?) so now it seems like the whole of Britain is hiding inside and watching this fantastic madman livestream planes landing at Heathrow.

There are tiny horses in the field trying to eat his camera, random interruptions from people informing him just how world-famous he’s suddenly become, and professional news crews keep showing up to try and steal his thunder. (Pun not intended.) It’s amazing.

Backing up the BBC

Well, if you’re British you heard about the BBC privatization news yesterday. It is of course a distraction from Boris’s various outrages, but well, there you go. I know it’s been a right-wing mouthpiece for years now, but plenty of My Stuff is there (Doctor Who, Call the Midwife, Noughts & Crosses etc) and I want it back.

So I guess I figure, in the spirit of this blog… That if you have the ability to back up anything on the BBC that is/was helpful or useful, now might be a good time to do it. Download shows and websites and get them on a hard drive, because, you know, the BBC itself is famously bad at that.

Honestly… I’m also furious on behalf of the disabled children who watch CBeebies, which is incredibly diverse and inclusive. I don’t expect it will be spared from any chopping block that’s coming because we know how the Tories treat disabled children already.

20 May

It turns out that the Tories threw another big party in May 2020, probably attended by Boris Johnson, while the rest of the UK was on strict lockdown.

I’m all out of emotions because I know nothing will come of it and no-one will be punished. That’s the country we live in now. But I do remember that around that same time a 13-year-old boy named Ismail Mohamed Abdulwahab died alone in hospital of COVID, and he was buried by men in hazmat suits, and his family couldn’t give him a proper funeral.

Because they were obeying the rules.