Day 259, You are being watched

The sensation that eyes are on you.

The flicker of movement at the periphery of vision.

Was that a sound of footsteps?

What's that unpleasant smell?  Oh, sorry, that was me.


Those early mornings on the journey into work.  Walking down familiar, and if you like to spice life up and have some adventure, the sometimes not so familiar streets.  Admittedly here this definition of adventure might not quite meet with yours, yes I know the idea that walking down unfamiliar streets can be quite daunting, but push those limits.

What strange things might be waiting to leap out?  What terrors lurk behind that sensation of eyes, that flicker of movement?

Well here I am to reveal the astounding detail and pull the rug from under the establishment.  Who would have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes and taken a picture of it with my own phone while standing on my own legs.  Who? Who? etc.

Amazing as it seems those silent watchers hidden behind the shrubbery, lurking in the alleyways, and standing brazenly behind some flimsy curtains, are a pair of royals who are directly in line to the throne after that Pass The Duchy biscuit fella.

Yes.  It's her and him.

I'm sorry I can't reveal anymore as being an ignorant republican I have no idea who these people are.  Well, other than that they are privileged parasites given the position of being able to scrounge off the state without being called such delightful things as:

shirkers not workers

skivers not strivers

wedded to welfare


And here they are blatantly wanking away their free time, when not collecting flowers and poncing about, by staring out of random windows at their subjects.  Well this citizen repudiates the term 'subject', they can stuff it up their Balmoral.

That's told them.

Ok, they aren't actually wanking.

A few weeks later they appeared to have folded themselves in half, that's probably the only time a royal has bent over backwards.  It turned out they were completely made of cardboard, and so had significantly more dimensions than the real thing.

Is that too mean?  After all they are people, barring the privilege no different from the rest of us.

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