To say that Nigel had packed and unpacked his suitcase for his London Adventure a million times it would be a tiny weeny understatement!!!
We have just left him to it as it has kept him occupied …. and we as we can hear him constantly running through his very precise list and robust packing routine, even we know that he has packed EVERYTHING and nothing has been forgotten ….. from his bespoke suit and top hat, his clean pants (in triplicate), his new black socks, his pj's, his toothbrush and tooth paste and his Lynx body spray ….
….. to his invitation to the Queen’s Garden Party, fully charged Oyster Card …..
……. train tickets …..
….. and his passport which must be presented at the Palace Gate as proof of his identity!
Each night, before going to sleep he has also studied the London Underground map with meticulous attention to detail ….. making certain of the route
…….it would look most rude if he turned up on Her Majesty doorstep even just one minute late!
This morning he was sat on the stairs waiting to be picked up at 5.30am, even though he wasn’t leaving until 11.00am…..
It’s safe to say that several manly tears were shed as we said our goodbyes …… If only we could be with our little Nigel to share in this momentous occasion, when perhaps, after conversing with him for just a little while, Her Majesty may perhaps become so smitten by his charm that she might decide to whip out her sword and “dob” him ….. …. reciting those immortal words……
………………… “Arise Sir Nigel … I knew him well!”