Musings —07.05.2010 03:11 PM—
11:40 – There are huge trucks trying to get past a big traffic jam at Pinewood Studios, where lunch with Her Majesty is happening. Horns honking, much chaos. There is a clear need for a Toronto police presence. (First time anyone’s said that since before the G20, I’ll wager.)
11:55 – I’m inside the cavernous reception area, beside an old plane. They’re playing the theme from ‘Ghostbusters.’ I don’t understand why, but they are.
1:09 – We’re seated, but still no Queen. And now they’re playing the theme from ‘The Godfather.’ Not a choice I would have made, but I’m not an expert in protocol.
1:25 – Her Majesty walked right beside our table! She smiled at Bob Richardson and I, and sort-of nodded! She did not, however, seek my opinions on coalition governments.
1:40 – Bob and I were apparently just spotted on TV applauding the Queen as she walked by. Unanimous reaction: “What are those two disreputable barnacles doing there? How’d they get in?”
1:55 – Nice lunch. But now they’re playing the French national anthem, La Marseillaise. Who is running the music for this event? Charles de Gaulle?
2:20 – CTV’s Richard Madan just told me I’m on TV watching half of Metric play an acoustic set. I’m wearing a suit. It’s weird watching a rock’n’roll band when you are wearing a suit. Unless you’re Bryan Ferry or Robert Palmer, I guess, in which case it’s acceptable.
2:50 – The Queen and The Best Premier In Canada just walked by us. The luncheon is concluded. Bob and I will now step into the blast furnace that is Toronto’s weather, today, and tell everyone about our Royal encounter.
Which, I guess, we have now done.