Ever since I was a child I have admired Queen Elizabeth II. Her son Charles is only a year younger than I so I’ve grown up with her.

But, even though she’s an aristocrat, she’s still human. Look at how miserable she looks in the above photo taken while Britain was celebrating the new millenium.

It’s like, “Must I put my bare hands on yours? Veddy well, then, I shall do it out of duty to my country.”

I watched the movie The Queen about the death of Diana and the royal reaction. I thought it was hysterical when Tony Blair was first introduced to her and was told when he entered the room he should bow his head and never, never turn his back on her. What a hoot!

Then I read of her recent trip to the US and noticed she had on long gloves everywhere she went. I think I read she had 100 pairs with her. I hate to wear gloves in the winter, let alone to every function I attend. And those long gloves look kind of uncomfortable.

But you know what? There will be the day when she will bow down to the True King and she will back out of His presence. And she won’t be any richer or any more aristocratic than anyone else at that time.