I am not one to put my nose up to an extra Bank Holiday BUT I also do not feel the need to have to pay for it with weeks and months of British flags flying in my face. Marketing departments have gone into overdrive with more and more tenuous links to the grand occasion of the Jubilee. Now I normally love a pun and a play with words but this event has zapped any joy out it.
Do you really, Tesco Express?
I don’t hold a grudge with any one individual of the royal family, I just don’t care about any of them and somewhat resent the grandeur that they have inherited. Yes, there are many other rich people in the world but we aren’t expected to applaud or curtsey to them, least of all when we are buying super saver beans and wondering where the next pay cheque is coming from. That is why this Bank Holiday leaves me with a particularly bitter aftertaste – people are flying their flags and lining their houses with bunting, while many of these same houses will contain stacks of unpaid bills and an uncertain future. But people will cheer Her Royal Highness with unquestioned glee regardless and despite the fact that one of her overlooked trinkets could change everything for hundreds of families on the breadline.
Well, enough with the negavity. Maybe in a few days everything will be over and the flags will disappear.