All appointments; cancelled. International statesmen; put off. Billion dollar presentations; scrapped. Flags; unfurled.
The crew have been given a celebratory flogging. Full sales are set. Extra oarsmen drafted in. Troops are straining in their landing crafts. Gunboats put on full alert. A statement in the House. Telegrams from Elizabeth. A fusillade of canon-shot!
Shoes polished, teeth cleaned, hair combed, washing behind the ears and full immersion bath tubs fetched.
Extra pinching of housemaids' bottoms...
For tomorrow morning, I am off down to Bristol, for my daughter Rachael's wedding to Rod.