We watched the Royal Wedding.
Champagne, Crown Roast, vegetables and Queen of Puddings. That made it worth it.
You cannot beat the British for pageantry. And that was worth it too.
But the service touched no chords - as an atheist, it made no sense at all.
And The Age, dumb as ever, had a headline this morning "And now the fairytale begins!".
Didn't anyone tell them that fairytales end when the prince marries the princess?