Most of the UK and USA will go about their business today, shopping or striving or selling out or selling or buying or processing — blithely negligent of the momentous significance of 17 December — at least, this year. (A few years hence, when everyone knows of her awesomeness, then more people will surely celebrate.)
Today is Pippa Day, the day our family welcomed our astoundingly pippa-tastic daughter. We’ve told the long tale of
woe joy and intrigue several times over the past few days, and we may well tell it again more this weekend. It always has the same, most happy ending. Happy day, Pippa!