Dearest Gentle Reader,
What a week it has been. This Author sits before her correspondence with the weary expression of one who has witnessed the Kingdom simultaneously reaching for the heavens and tumbling into the abyss – often, it seems, within the very same afternoon.
The week commenced with royalty venturing abroad, rivers reduced to scandal, and a Kenyan gentleman defying the laws of human endurance, before progressing through addresses to foreign assemblies, weeping landlords, and oil barons toasting their good fortune. Wednesday brought face creams making promises they could not possibly keep, whilst Thursday delivered a monarch who charmed a president and a mysterious statue that appeared most inconveniently overnight.
Friday saw a fashion tycoon’s ruinous evening and a most literal deception involving fish, followed by Saturday’s twenty-one celebrities preparing to betray one another in Scotland. The week concluded with monarchs in triumph, comedians in chaos, and an eighty-four-year-old gentleman whose achievements put all others to shame.
The pattern, dear Reader, is unmistakable: this Kingdom lurches between nobility and absurdity with the consistency of a gentleman three bottles deep at his club. This Author observes it all with equal parts horror and fascination.
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