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Forsyth Saga

Well I wonder if anyone remembers the program Forsyth Saga well it doesn't matter if you do or don't because there's one going on at the moment and to be quite honest it's totally getting on my nerves. Since the Queen died the royal family has gone to pot, there's nothing but bad words flying around and it's all over the media and you can't get away from it. What with all their money you'd think that they would be happy but no they continue to squabble amongst themselves with nothing but bad words flying around and nothing being gained on either side. Why doesn't the now King who is supposed to be ill sort his family out once and for all and stop being the center of attention in the media, there are more important things that people should be informed about. Even if it's another evil like politicians and politics it's better than listening to the going ons at the palace, if they are having problems then keep them behind closed doors and not out in plain site of all and sundry who I'm sure are all laughing about it. When Diana was alive at least all the attention was on her, don't get me wrong she was a lovely princess and did good work all over the world and gave the press something to write about but now nobody’s doing anything of consequence that the press and the Royal families subjects would like to hear about which is a shame even though I'm not a royalist the Royal family were pillars of the UK and the Commonwealth and tourists came to London just to see the pomp and pagentry associated with the Royals but now it's all different and in the end the UK will lose revanue from tourism so my ordinary persons advice is get your act together so that we as cirizens of the UK will maybe once again have a family at the top to be proud of and not laughed at. If you enjoyed reading todays blog then follow, share and like. Thank you. 

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