A patriot loves his country, a nationalist hates everyone else's..

Yesterday morning the queen (The queen? The Queen? thE quEen?) came to Hereford. 

 Here are some photos..

In my mind this bloke had to have a cockney accent. I didn't want to get anywhere nearer to him in case he didn't and the illusion would be shattered.

I clocked the wire, mate, i know what you're about.

umm...the money shot?

And the verdict? Quite momentous. Look at that fiver in your pocket? That was her. That lady on the  stamp on your postcard? She was a couple of metres away. A wierd kind of hysteria in the crowd. A sense that it is something you might only experience once in your life (particularly as she's in her eighties). Yeah, i got it. But in a cool non-rabid way.