You Cock a knees love a Royal don't you? I can see it on Saturday, you'll all be sat in your front rooms, on your chintz chairs, flags at half mast, Royal Family teapot on the table with some jellied eels, TV on, crocodile tears:
"I used to have a drink with old Phil down the Bull and Bush in the East End, loved a barmaid or two did Phil, was a right character, good job Lizzie never found out"
Three hours later, you'll all be bladdered on 4 pints of Fullers brown ale, doing the "Lambeth Walk" in your Pearly suits with the Union Jack hanky on your head, bit of Knees up Mother Brown and 3 more pints of Fullers and you'll all get morose and start singing "we'll meet again". Following morning, "we gave our Phil a right old send off, get the saveloys and green gravy on luv, l'm facking starving".