Guest post by Peter

Garden Party 

Somebody* has asked how I came to go to a Buckingham Palace Garden Party, and what was it like.  I went because my grandmother was entitled to an invitation, I'm not sure why.  Perhaps just because she was the widow of a peer of the realm, or because her husband had been a Privy Counsellor. (No, not a sanitary plumber– that's got to be an old joke.**)  These used to be the monarch's official advisers but are now largely purposeless, apart from having a legal sub-committee which is t