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Monday, 16 November 2009

Endless pictures of German royalty




They don’t often invite me to Balmoral nowadays, which is a blessing; those damned tartan carpets always put me off my food, to say nothing of the endless pictures of German royalty and that unspeakable statue of the Prince Consort standing knock-kneed in a kilt.



Flashman in the Great Game, p.11, Pan edition, 4th printing, 1979.




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