
I really do think HM the Queen should be allowed to choose her own lunch guests when the occasion is her Diamond Jubilee but then One shouldn’t be surprised if Ones’ selection of table-mates raises a few eye-brows. But that’s politics.
What’s more interesting is the evolutionary mix of those whose fortunes are on the wane – the European monarchs (notably the Greeks, Yugoslavs and Bulgarians) – with those whose stars still shine brightly (notably the Eastern and African potentates). It’s the church mice supping with the fat cats, the Jerries with the Toms as it were.
A pity, in some ways, that Her Majesty’s Advisers couldn’t have dug up a few uncrowned heads from Russia, Germany and Italy – after all it’s not so long ago that they held sway – in Darwinian years, that is. But the Royal Darwin Award must go to (yes!) the Prince of Monaco, who has done his level best to discredit his family line; although the King of Sweden’s forays into the lowest reaches of Scandinavian life certainly merit a mention. Skål!
Nobody begins to compare with “HM” King Mswati III of Swaziland. He is a savage from anybody’s perspective.
I was quite hopeful that your link would lead to some gossip about the King of Sweden’s activities, Janus. But no, it was all very respectable. Perhaps the man is just ensuring that he knows how all his subjects live! And there was poor Queen Sofia, unable to get the Spanish government to scrape together the air fare and missing out on a good meal.
Sheona, OK:
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-1326783/How-King-Carl-Gustaf-Sweden-enjoyed-wild-sex-parties-strippers.html
Oh dear, Janus, this poor man has got it all wrong. He has been paying money for all this entertainment. He needs to contact DSK who manages to get other people to stump up for his frolics.
Sheona, the difference is that the King spends money he doesn’t have while DSK holds on to the millions he’s got!
Well, as a Scot, Janus, I prefer DSK’s tactics. I hope Sweden’s king is getting his money’s worth. I remember many years ago going to watch a Swedish film that was supposed to be very daring and risqué. It was very, very boring.