You might have spotted some added swagger in my step recently, or maybe a minor improvement in my posture. Well here’s why — last Wednesday royal fingers finally twiddled with my lapel and officially stuck on the MBE. My mum too is now formally be-medalled and signed up. It was glorious.
When the email first came through from the Lord Chamberlain (or the Under-groom of the Backchamber or somesuch), it actually went straight through to my junk folder. Luckily, I always give my spam a quick double-check before deleting (I don’t want to miss any important messages about unexpected inheritances or enlargement pills).
