I don't want to have to remind everybody of the entertainingly torrid letters that passed between Charles and Camilla some ten to fifteen years ago. You remember that particularly, er, graphic one, don't you? Okay. 'Nuff said.
Doesn't she look so pretty these days? Remember when she looked so bloated and pasty and horsey? She's a regular English rose now by comparison. And look at him with his silly little man-purse, just beaming.
In a kind of silly-grin kind of way, I'm just plain happy for them. Long live the king and his consort. Why the hell not? What a revolting fate it is to be a royal.