Reflections on the royal wedding - eccentricities

The population of Great Britain is, what, sixty three million and by my reckoning at least sixty two and a half million of them are eccentric. It was interesting to see the crowds that camped out to secure a good place to view the procession, and easy to mock them. Less easy to mock them after the Princes came out to shake some hands and say hello the night before the wedding, which fell into the 'gob smack' category of impressive. Folk queue all night for rock gig tickets or, god help them, new apple stuff and you don't see Mick Jagger or Steve Jobs rocking up to say hello to the crowd the night before the gig. But I couldn't resist the seditious thought that it would be good if somebody was revealed not to be a fan but rather a pervert who liked to shag crowd barriers and had got his knob stuck.