Of course, I’m talking about Richard, people that think my voice is posh probably wouldn’t be able to read this blog, or work out how to turn the computer on to go on the in-tar-web. Sorry, got side-tracked , yesterday me, Richard, and my brother Neil visited Westminster Abbey, and after walking around the regular stuff and having Richard give us a tour that was more thorough than the official tour guide were giving (”the queen comes here”….wow) Richard decided that it was time to push our collective luck. He wanted to get us ‘behind the velvet rope’ and that doesn’t even need apostrophie’s because there was a rope, and it had a no entry sign.

To my surprise, his ‘lower upper-middle-class’ ways managed to get us into an area that we’re not really supposed to be in, the tomb of Edward the Confessor. Well, not in it, that would be ridiculous, but nevertheless it was pretty cool to get a mini-tour of stuff that isn’t generally on show to the public. Perhaps me and Richard both wearing our bigguybigcity.com t-shirts gave us more credibility, as if we were part of a team of religious historians…… perhaps.

This was what we saw, amongst other things, mostly badly defaced, which his sad to see becuase I can only presume that it would have been quite spectacular. It’s funny to think that there’s a body in that tomb and the many other tombs that are displayed, and yet it doesn’t seem to creep anyone out.

Of course, I don’t mean funny as in haha, that would just be wrong.