Nows and Forevers

I keep waiting for someone I know, many of whom know I have ties to the UK, to ask whether I am getting up early next week to watch King Charles’ coronation.

As we say in Welsh, dim diolch. That means no, thank you.

It’s true I have been known to get up early for a rocket launch or something astronomical. And even though this will be the only British monarch coronation since my parents were kids, I have no interest. Even though a few trips to London ago, I took my daughter to the Tower of London to see the Crown Jewels and we spent a late afternoon at Westminster Abbey, where the coronation will be held.

The Monarchy, and the public fascination around it, just isn’t my thing. I am kind of surprised any American gives, as they say, a tosh.