For the last two nights, I’ve been dreaming about a white horse with FUNERAL spray-painted on its side, and the only explanation I can think of is that my brain meant to make a hearse and got confused.
“And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat upon him was Death”
Unexpected note from someone I wrote to every month in the before times with news of that month’s church group meeting and finally sent another update in the post to last week about how we’ve been getting on online and that. I don’t think I’ve ever met them… Not even when we were still meeting in person! — view on Instagram https://bit.ly/378zy0E
I’m all for the collapse of the British Monarchy, but I do hope the crown passes to William before it does.
It’d be very neat and tidy to start with William the First and end with William the Last.
enjoying the commentary about whether William would be the last blah blah blah and waiting for someone to realise the part where it did not start with William because his deal was very much that there were a couple of dudes before him at least
