I was very glad I didn’t have to answer any of those stupid questions. I hear one reporter yelling out a question about the largest Royal party of the century as I enter the seat and the door closes. The Guards all enter the gunners compartment except for the captain who sits next to me in the back seat. The trip is fast and comfortable.
The aircar lands in a beautiful garden. There are many flowers and shrubs. Fountains bubble everywhere. I am looking around as the Captain offers me his elbow again. I take it and he escorts me through some of the most beautiful flowering walkways I have ever seen.