Right Royal indifference

Mar 13 2011 by Ian Robson, Sunday Sun

I HAVE yet to receive my invitation to the Wedding of the Year.

Perhaps that is why I have been so underwhelmed by the imminent union of William Windsor and Kate Middleton.

Not interested in what her wedding dress will look like, only glanced at the meagre collection of family pictures released to the media, don’t care about the pomp and pomposity that will accompany the event.

And it’s not just me because I don’t hear of any plans for street parties and nor do I sense any national joy.

I will, however, take the extra bank holiday and complete my latest DIY project of clearing the loft.

I have been wondering why I have been so disinterested.

William is, by far, the most palatable of the Royal Family but it would be stretching things to say I care about what happens.

Compared with some of the rest, however, he’s a model citizen.

His dad cheated on his first wife, talks to plants and married a woman with all the popularity of the SAS in Libya.

Uncle Andy flies around the world meeting unsuitable business partners while Auntie Fergie has, yet again, apologised for taking money from odd sources.

What is it about that woman and money, money, money?

Uncle Ed (remember him?) is the forgotten Royal. Never does anything, never says anything.

Grandad suffers from foot-in-mouth disease around foreigners.

Grandma is less of an embarrassment but is still suffering from her dithering over Royal protocol after Princess Diana’s death.

There’s just too much baggage in the Royal Family for me to care.

Even Windsor was a politically-convenient and wholly invented surname when it was first used for the Royals in 1917.

Who, in the middle of a war with Germany, would want to be ruled by the House of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha?