[Dailydrool] London Adventure: Saturday pm, doglomatic disaster

[Sally King via Dailydrool]

Younger Clara here

Rolph stood in front of us all, holding the royal message.

"This is from HRH Queen Elizabeth II. She is greatly displeased," he woofed.

First, she is furious that foreign royalty visited her palace and they were not properly received."She was in Windsor and only learnt of the visit from somebody's Facebook page." Here he looked accusingly at Cleo.

"Now she has heard I am taking said royalty to a foreign country, where relations with Britain have been at best 'challenging' and without going through proper protocol.

"To stop this turning into a diplomatic nightmare, this is how it's going to work.
Those of us with real  Royal titles, will make out we are here on official tour. The queen has sent ahead her best diplomats to smooth the way.
"Those without titles, will act as entourage - ladies in waiting, consorts, security, press pack etc. 
"The Taoiseach, Enda Kenny, will be on the quey to meet us. He's been got out of bed early and he's not happy.
"Whatever else we do, we are dignified. Do you all understand? 
Queen Olive, your consort will be StuartQueen Pawtunia, your consort will be Rusty.

Queen Poppy, yours will be Rudy.King Chunky, your consort will be Tabby

Pw Morse, yours will be  Olivia.My consort will be my sister.

"Heidi, Kaitlyn and Kylee, Daffodil and Duchess, you are ladies in waiting, just follow primly and hold anything your royal is given.
"Mozart, you will be Chunky's private secretary. Mac you are Morse's and  Ted you will be mine. Same job as the Alaska girls.

Ipo, Emma, Jed, Hooter and Christmas, security. You go ahead and make sure it's safe and watch the crowd for trouble.
Halfred, Millie, Heidi, Paulie and Horton, bring Dex and Madden so they don't get lost - you are our press secretaries. You job is to answer questions on our behalf. Be polite, but vague.

"The rest of you are entourage, look busy, smile and talk to no-one."

Cleo pulled herself up to her full basset height. "I, am Not entourage." She snorted. Rolph looked at her. He doesn't pull a stink eye often, but when he does, walls melt.

"Well, I shall lead the entourage," said Cleo sniffily.

Right, woofed Rolph. "Pipe us landside please Captain."

Clara and Rolph, trying to defuse a diplomatic and doglomatic disaster, Ireland

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