I am dreading it. I am not a royalist. Our street have planned a street party, it's all become quite elaborate, the whatsapp group is a hive of activity (not always harmonious), there's talk of fancy dress, military planning to ensure the street is free from parked cars. We either need to hide all day with all curtains closed (which I fear is a little bit obvious), flee (who knows where to), or somehow smile and pretend, which is probably the most sensible option for maintaining neighbourly relations. I'll be glad when it's all over, mainly because my phone will stop pinging whenever the main organiser has a new idea.