Stuck for an idea for today’s blog, I asked Isabel, who is 4, what I should write about. First she said elephants, and I was entertaining the idea because I like elephants and a friend sent me a slide show the other day from a hotel in Africa which was built, inadvertently, across an elephant walk
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so, when mangoes are in season, a herd of about 10 elephants walks through the hotel every day to get to the mango grove and the hotel totally loves it because it’s a huge attraction, but I don’t really have much more to say about that except “Wow, that’s cool.” Then she suggested I write about cats and I said no. There are enough cat lovers out there writing about cats that there is no reason why I, as a person who is about as indifferent to domestic felines as it is possible to be, should add unnecessarily to the already outsized volume of literature on the topic.
Then she suggested princesses. She is a particular fan of Arabella, which is a reference you won’t get unless you are Czech, but Arabella has a magic ring which lets her go back and forth between the real world and the fairy tale world and the ring is constantly being stolen by the evil Rumburak, or else Arabella’s sister, who has black hair and is therefore evil, but also hot, like a younger Morticia Addams.
Anyway, writing about princesses allows me to weigh in on a topic which all tabloid journalists are drawn to, like bees to flowers, like flies to feces: Is Kate Middleton the next Diana? My answer is a very firm yes and no, maybe. She doesn’t particularly resemble Diana, but she is certainly as attractive. Strictly on the beauty contest angle, I’d give the edge to Kate, and Diana was no ogress. So far, it seems that Kate is better at keeping a low profile, but it’s early days so, hard to say. Maybe she learned from Di’s mistakes, maybe she is just naturally a lower key personality or maybe the shit just hasn’t hit the fan yet.
Also, I haven’t heard any rumblings about how the Queen and the rest of the family hate her. That could be because they don’t, or maybe the Queen has learned from her own mistakes and is keeping her nose out of her grandson’s love life, like she should have kept her nose out of her son’s.
Or, again, maybe the shit just hasn’t hit the fan yet.
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