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After blogging for the better part of the last four months about every aspect of tomorrow’s royal wedding – from the Kate Middleton country bus tour, to my cherished Kate and Harry mug and the betting line on who will be the first celebrity guest to shed a tear (bet on David Beckham) – you would think that I might have reached my limit and just want to be done with the whole darn thing. To my great surprise, however, I’m more excited about tomorrow than ever!!

There is no one who does pomp, circumstance and spectacle better than the English. And the reason seems to be: practice, practice, practice. In the very early hours of Wednesday morning thousands of soldiers, sailors (and candlestick makers?) took part in a full-scale dress rehearsal for the royal wedding. Here’s a little taste brought to you by The Royal Channel.

I spent the long weekend at a friend’s house in Shropshire (try to say that one three times fast) and lounging by the pool at Shoreditch House in east London. It was three solid days of balmy sunshine and to say that the weather was unusual for late April would be a gigantic understatement. It almost never happens.

Though most of the speculation leading up to Friday’s royal wedding has been about what Kate’s dress will look like, there has also been a substantial amount of chatter about whether the bride will wear a tiara and, if so, which one? (Yes, when you’re a royal, or about to become one, trying to decide on a tiara can be quite a chore.)

Suddenly, the most normal thing in the world seems like the most insane. Kate Middleton is getting married in 10 days and, like any other bride to be, probably wants a few new bits and bobs for her royal honeymoon wardrobe (Kenya? Mustique? Cancun Club Med?). So, why would it be weird that she be seen, by herself, shopping on London’s King's Road this afternoon?