An encounter with Her Maj'

The following post is true, but only just...
For the first and possibly last time in my life I found myself rushing because I was going to be late to see the Queen this morning. She was at Guildford cathedral handing out pennies to old people or whatever she does on Maunday Thursday, and since Guildford is a quick hop on the train I thought one way or another I'd go and see her. Amazingly, despite the fact that I told them about the fact that the Queen wears many different hats and also has some corgis, nobody seemed very interested in coming with me, so I tagged along with my Auntie Brenda and co. Speculation was rife that the Queen may have stayed at Aunty Brenda's house overnight last night, and comparisons have been made in the past between her, my mother and the Queen (I constantly expect a letter in the post confirming that I am the heir to the throne), so it seemed an obvious thing to do.
Anyway, I am delighted to report that the Queen seems well, although she clearly didn't recognise me, since she stayed a long way off when she left the Cathedral although she did wave at me from her car, which was a relief, since no-one likes to be disowned by one's long lost relatives.
Photos are attached, some of them are admittedly zoomed collosally. Not only are there pictures of the Queen but also some conspiring Beefeaters