99 months- apparently?

Congratulations to our future monarch are in order, I would drop him an email though as the post might not make it in time.

PC has managed to make time in his busy schedule baking shortbread for the duchy and sticking his nose in it (it being everything). To hop on the old private jet and Hob-Nob his way around Italy for a couple of days. The new tour comes seven years after the last official tour of Italy and at least a week since the last holiday- the last official tour promoting British beef after the’ mad cow scare’ ; coincidently  Camilla was there to  carry the bags (cheap shot I know).

We can all breath a sigh of relief however as we have been given a leave of 99 moths to enjoy ourselves before we slip into the ‘dark ages’, obviously based on solid scientific fact the Prince predicted that global warming will mean summer 2017 will be a bit of a wash out- what will the Duchy do with all that unsold ice cream?

At least PC didn’t have to waste time away from his laboratory checking in at the airport, the private jet left plenty of time for Camilla (or one the many aids accompanying them) to pack the bags.  Fortunately the return flight would have been slightly lighter as he left the Pope (a bachelor) 10 dessert plates depicting High Grove; making PC the only person to have purchased desert plates in the last decade and the pope wondering whether anyone on eBay will know what a desert plate is.

So as we serenely slip into the Dark Age’s penniless, unemployed, guilty and travelling at 15 miles an hour in asthmatic electric cars ankle deep in ice-cream Prince Charles will be telling us how right he was- leading the charge in his private jet.

THE BEAST