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Her Majesty.

Walking through town, I got quite a shock. There she was Her Majesty the Queen. What on earth was her Majesty doing washing the steps going into the jewellers shop. Surely if her Majesty had to work for a living the Authorities would find something more suitable than washing the steps going into a shop, even a jewellers shop. I decided to phone a mate of mine that works on a Newspaper firm. I think that he is training to be a newspaper reporter. From a distance I watched her Majesty working away washing the steps. Taking my smart phone from my pocket I phoned my mate and told him if he wanted to have a first rate story for his paper he should come at once.

What story he asked, Come and see for yourself, hurry now or I have other mates that I can pass the story on to. I’m coming. Her Majesty got some fresh water and making sure that she did not throw the water over the passers bye she washed the whole of the front of the shop. My mate the would be newspaper reporter arrived, I discreetly told him to have a good look at the woman washing the street in front of the Jewellers shop. My mate looked and said, “What you have brought me all the way down here to watch an old woman washing the street.

Do not be such a fool take a good look at the woman’s face. I can see her face but it is only a woman washing the pavement outside a Jewellers shop. Look again at the woman’s face now do you see who it is. Whoa it looks like her Majesty the Queen of Great Britain, but she would not be here in Graz washing the pavement in front of the Jewellers. “Come with me,” I said. We crossed the road and as I went by the woman I said politely, God Bless you your Majesty. The woman looked at us and blushed. Please do not tell anyone she said I am doing this for a wager that I had with my husband. Now please be good citizens and go off I am being filmed with a camera. Even I have to prove that Phillip has lost his bet. We both touched our hats as a sign of respect. I said to my mate, “now are you happy I have given you the story of your life and do you know what, you just cannot use it. You have no evidence, not even a photo of one, if not the best known woman in the world. No I will deny all knowledge of seeing Her Majesty washing the streets of the second biggest town here in Austria. Graz will have to do without my evidence after all I was born and bred in Great Britain you are not going to ask me to be unfaithful to my own Queen. No, I am many things but disloyal that I am not and not even for you my best mate will I tell about my seeing the Queen of Great Britain, washing the streets of my Home town Graz.

Written by your scribbler on this day in late June may you too be discrete if you see some person famous or well known or even one of your neighbours doing something most unexpected keep it to yourself it is no one else’s business, is it now? Bern.