You may have read this excerpt on social media of a story about the Queen and someone at the Platinum Jubilee parade.
“Well,” said the Queen to the homeless man at the edge of the parade, “Where do you go from here?”
“I am not sure, your majesty,” the man answered with a tear. “You see I lost my job and my children have all grown up and gone on their separate ways.”
The man continued, “I am now homeless as I have nowhere else to stay.”
“Well, my friend,” the Queen replied to him, “This will never do at all!”
“I too am all alone. You can move into my palace. I’m sure we will have a ball.”
The man looked up and asked, “Will there be something to eat, dear Queen?”
"Of course," she replied, “The biggest spread of sandwiches you’ve ever seen.”
“And cups of tea and crockery that you can drop and I will never never mind.”
The man replied “Your majesty, I accept your offer. You are very, very kind.”
Hmm, you say. Really? The Queen invited a homeless man to come live in her palace?