The Royal Wedding: Officially blessed by Milly

This is my Sister officially blessing Kate and Will's at the Royal Wedding. 

She prayed with them, walked down the isle with them you name it she copied it.

I mean it not like she was overtly aware of the gargantuan epiphany that was the Holy Matrimony of Kate and Will's. Nor the national Bank Holiday and mass National Unity that wrought itself upon the nation.

How does this relate to my sister feeling the need to Bless Kate and Will's. Well the thing is this is common place in our house. I mean TV watching. Standard.

 Milly is an zealous empathiser yet a compassionate hermit. She has great voluptuous emotional love for people in the real world but... What I'm trying to say is she watches to much tv and gets horrifically emotionally attached. More so than people in the real world.

 Basically speaking. A standing ovation on x-factor is not a standing ovation unless my sister has given her own standing ovation in our front room in Halifax. Joe Mccelderry only won X factor because  my sister wanted him to. 

Dobby 

Jade Goody 

Blanch Hunt ( Coronation street)

She cried for them all. R.I.P

Harry Styles/ Carolyn Flack

Bradley and Stacey  ( Eastenders)

Kate and Will's

She fell for them.

Milly will clap when they clap, cry when they cry and dance when they dance on tv. 

There is no such thing as symbiotic discord between her and the nations characters. Basically she just likes to copy them... or in fact just be them. 

This is strongly related to the The Great Spitting of 08'

Most of you ( I hope) were not so fastidiously engrossed in such a real life, ground breaking psychological experiment on Humanity ( that so happened to be filmed) called Big Brother.

 At the time my Liberty was Imprisoned by an A-Level called Art. So ritualistically every night, as the lustre of my social life noticeably dimmed, we watched Big Brother.

I laid across the floor spread across my A1 portfolio and Milly sat on a cushion beside me. 10'oclock sharp, pyjamas and fresh breath was the Dress code. Hot chocolate optional.

Any way there was an incident where Dennis spat in Mo's face. Total Drams man.

There was tears, shouting they were called to the Diary room. IT WAS MAJOR. In the heat of the moment Milly stood up, and in such overwhelming adulation with Big Brother, knocked over my cup of turps, all over my oil painting, shouted, stamped her feet, burst into tears and then spat on face. This all happened in about 10 seconds.

So here is a public apology. I'm sorry if you got spat at by my Sister around 2008. 

Im aware she had adopted this act from a boy in her class with tourettes circa '03 however it noticeably excelled post Big Brother. 

Its hard to explain in a supermarket, bus stop, restaurant that your sister just spat on you that  a) she actually can be quite polite and is house trained  b) you were not targeted or singled down for any particular reason and c) my sisters's salivic expulsion with obvious aggression upon you face/ coat / food was in fact not an act of hatred but empathetic outpouring to Big Brother.

It took a good 6 months to grow out of that one.