I walked downstairs to the dining room and sat myself in front of the 21 seated table, another mahogany coloured table with detailed patterns carved in, alone at the head of the table my breakfast I am served breakfast, while I sit and eat my breakfast I couldn’t help but think of my day ahead, I finish my food and ask for the maid to clear up.
I walk in to the study to see my private secretary to show me my timetable for the day; visit to St Stevens’s primary school was the first on the list, I frowned to think that all I could be hearing for the rest of the day was small children screaming “it’s the queen!” The thought of the children made me smile; a few happy faces will do me good.
My limousine pulls round the front of Buckingham palace and gets ready to take me away; I wonder how the children may react by seeing me today. A happy feeling surrounds me when I get out of the car to see so many children happy, there faces gleaming like sunshine just smiling away. I stayed at the school for another two more hours just playing with the children and having repeatedly taking pictures with them. This warm feeling can only come to me when I am this cheerful with the children.
And soon it came to the time where I had to go, I realised I had a frown on my face when It came to the thought of leaving, but still I put back on my smile and carried on. I waved goodbye to all the children and teachers and steeped back into the car.
It felt as if I had been in that school for the whole day I didn’t realise I get tired this easily as it had only been two hours exact.
I think to myself like I always do “time flies by” and think what will happen to me on the day I die? I have much more philosophical questions buried in my head but I tend to keep them to myself.
As I had reached home I had found out I had a meeting with an MP of China, God forbid anything bad happens like the last time an ambassador came for a meeting with prince Charles, I cannot recall being so embarrassed in my life ever before how could he say such a thing, it seems to heat me up just as I remember him saying such a foolish thing to the ambassador. How dreadful of the thought for something like that to happen again. Charles walks into the room with such an unforgettable smile on his face, I think he knows to be careful about what he is going to say this time. The meeting has finally finished; I had said a few goodbyes and had then walked out of the room.
I was feeling intensely warm for a strange reason, I felt as though I had a fever coming along which was not very good news as I was getting ready to have lunch with the rest of the royal family, I had invited everyone to come and join me for lunch today but it seems as though I may not be able to make it. I stood up for a while in my bedroom and thought to myself should I tell Julie I’m not feeling well? Would everyone be disappointed if I did not make it lunch that day ? I went over to my bed to sit down I can’t stand this warmth, it felt too hot in my room and my face had started to go plump pink i sat down looking very exhausted. And at that moment Julie had scrolled into my room, “ Ma’am it’s time for your lunch, would you like to come back downstairs...” she stopped and looked at my face blankly “Is everything okay ?” she came to my bed and stopped again “You look unwell...Shall I cal Steven to come and see you?” (Steven was my private doctor always there for when I’m feeling under the weather).
I reached for her hand as she was about to walk away “there is no need for that my dear I jus needed a little rest, what a day I have had...” she smiled at me like always and helped me up I looked once more at my mirror to see if I really did look too unwell, Julie did my hair once again so that I would look my best for lunch, I have known Julie since she was young her ambition of doing hair and beauty has reached to the top of the summit, she spends her time here with me and at the same time controls her multimillion pounds industry from her products. She shows so much love, it makes me joyful all around. We walked out of the room together and I walked downstairs.
Everyone was making their way towards the table; so many people crowded round rushing at once trying to lay out food here and there, like butterflies near flowers all fluttering around. I sat myself down at the front and looked tiredly across the room to see Charles and his wife walk in, following was the rest of the family. my young grandson Harry was smiling away; very unusual when he has been going through such a rough patch with his girlfriend, I wonder why?... I could not help think why he was laughing but just to satisfy my curiosity I cannot ask such a ridiculous question so I sat there thinking to myself what in the world could be making him this happy?...
I see everyone walk in and sit down but there was an empty seat who would unattended an invitation to lunch? With all these questions in my head we start our lunch, caviar with my vegetables a light lunch is best for my diet the Steven advises. Just as everyone was going to devour their food someone walks into the room; Chelsea walked in with a smile on her face I realised this may have been the reason behind Harry’s excitement before. “ come and sit down Chelsea...” I smiled at her and carried on with my lunch.
Lunch had finished and it was time for me to carry on with my daily routines as my private secretary knows I do not like to do too much in a day It not very relaxing at times and gets me overly tired.
I sit down in the library continuously smiling knowing I have to read so many documents and papers I know this will make me tired but I just carry on like any other day. I look and read all the documents as carefully as I could with my glasses on. I seem to wonder could I ever do something much more fun than this reading today? As the day goes on I carry on with reading and talking to many more important people. Dinner passes and my bedtime reaches I have my daily shower just before bed and tuck myself in, the blankets feel so sift and cuddly warming up my ear. I cover up and lie down on my bed and wish to dream a happy dream.
