Two dead queens and a kitchen conga (Rousse)

T arrived at our door in a terrible state. His marriage was on the rocks. and he had no idea how to win back L.

I accompanied T back to his house by foot. We passed some of the royal family en route, including the late Queen Elizabeth II and the (even later) Queen Mother. They were walking to a wedding, dressed in all their finery.

L was at the marital home with the two grown-up children. She barely looked at her husband as we entered the room. This served as confirmation that something was seriously wrong between our two friends.

I took my mind of the problem by joining in a kitchen conga with the children.

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