tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-689886998302594000.post4625266409243610523..comments2023-07-16T01:34:50.129-07:00Comments on Diary of an Advertising Girl: When Adgirl met RoyaltyWelshaimshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679827018520286520noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-689886998302594000.post-59443843511378003172010-08-18T02:21:24.807-07:002010-08-18T02:21:24.807-07:00OH that is pretty hilarious! Nice counter-story - ...OH that is pretty hilarious! Nice counter-story - love it. And shame on Prince Charles.Welshaimshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02679827018520286520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-689886998302594000.post-62708534705068072572010-08-17T12:30:49.067-07:002010-08-17T12:30:49.067-07:00Once, a long, long time time ago before I was a ...Once, a long, long time time ago before I was a little blonde ad girl I was cycling in Windsor Great park and a friend suggest I swapped hands. Bang! Arse on floor, bike on top- and a big black car nearly swerved into me. Struggling, with flailing legs akimbo, I turned around to see what maniac was driving so totally not allowed fast in the park - to see Prince Charles at the wheel of his Aston Martin roaring with laughter in a most ungallant way at me on the ground. More Toad of Toad Hall than my handsome prince. Not so much a brush with Royalty- more a swervy dusty, bruisy bump. I'm still gutted that he didn't get out and let me drive myself home as if i was a Pretty Woman!Sara and Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17943478804976945754noreply@blogger.com