My VINDICTIVE cousin Betty was true to her word and did EVERYTHING POSSIBLE to make sure I couldn't get into the castle to attend the ceremony. Here she is ON PATROL at the main castle gates -- can you believe it? You'd think the Grandmother of the Groom would have had BETTER things to do with her time . . . .
But my long years in ESPIONAGE (shh, I've said too much) stood me in good stead so I EASILY outsmarted her.
In fact, I simply nipped 'round the BACK and went through the Visitors' Entrance --
Oh, the LOOK on Betty's face later when she saw me among the attendees! PRICELESS!
And of course, I was dressed TO THE NINES as befits my status in the Royal Family. I am well-known as THE fashion-setting GLAMOUR PUSS of the entire bunch. Step back, Kate Middleton -- you may be the Duchess of Cambridge but I am QUEEN OF THE CATWALK!
So, of course, everyone, simply EVERYONE, was raving about my gorgeous outfit at the wedding!
"Oh, THIS old thing?" I purred.
Betty looked like her usual FRUMPY self, of course, compared to MY splendour. I don't know why she even TRIES to compete with me, the poor old dear.
However, let's not lose sight of the MOST IMPORTANT part of this whole event -- my DARLING Prince Harry married the woman of his dreams! I'm SO happy for him and her both!
Because I'm such a ROMANTIC at heart, I'm sure they will live HAPPILY EVER AFTER!
SMOOCHES to them and to you all, my dear fans and supporters! Ta-ta for now!