I’ve had a wonderful day, I may never wash my right hand again. After a false start and not managing to achieve a photo that was blog worthy I repositioned myself, with the aid of a steward who verbally gave me the Royal timetable at The Royal Show. (thanks mate!)

This is the photo that I shall always treasure the most, within seconds of this photograph being taken Camilla shook my hand. Okay, well I did call her name,(as two other people had before me) did a semi almost stagger over yourself type curtsy and she had at that point just walked past me, but she came back and shook my hand. (and yes, because teenage sons have asked, I Was wearing the wig). I gave her the hugest grin possible with a “Oh My God” exclamation as she headed off. I mean, Me.. little old me (okay not so much of the little) shaking Camilla’s hand. Wow! There were only three of us that shook her hand (at this point) so I felt very, very honoured.

A fellow hand shaker and I exchanged information, she found Camilla’s hand cold, I just found it very, very soft and thought to myself just at that split second, that I really should start using moisteriser. Sand papery hands from digging an allotment are never good really, but its something you get used to. ‘grin’

Camilla in a fit of the giggles.

Some piccies of Charles, I like the one with all of his badges which are the organisations he supports.



A rather sprightly Prince Charles.

Camilla in another fit of the giggles.

Camilla, posing for me, I was the nearest camera, a sneaky position in the Members of RASE area meant I was actually infront of security! Me!

Starting to head home after a quick walk about with the crowds.

Heading home.

Byyeeeee… me merrily waving and Camilla waved to me.