.....well, I'm much more excited about the new Disney Store which opens today on Dublin's Grafton Street (sorry Your Highness). I actually think the PR people on both sides have missed a trick - surely getting The Queen to open the new store would have been a media coup of epic proportions. I'm sure President Mary McAleese would have loved to utter the words, 'Mickey, meet Elizabeth. Elizabeth, Mickey." Oh, it would have been priceless but, sadly, not to be.
Unlike the Queen, who will sadly miss all the razzmatazz of the grand opening, I was lucky enough to see the store with my two boys before it opened to the general public today - to say that they were excited is probably the year's biggest understatement. I, of course, restrained myself like a proper grown up and only let out a few yelps of excitement when I saw the amazing displays of toys and the magic, interactive trees and the princess area....
I've written about Disney for the Irish Independent this week and although I know some people are staunchly anti-Disney and the power such a massive corporation can wield, I am basically a big kid at heart and seem to be able to just enjoy Disney for what it is and especially while my kids are still young enough to jump up and down in excitement about a toy racing car. It's just a bit of make believe isn't it?
So, while I wish The Queen a pleasant stay in The Emerald Isle (despite the fact that she has buggered up our entire day tomorrow while our town is on lock down), I extend a slightly warmer welcome to Tinkerbell, Buzz, Mickey and Cinderella. Ireland has had enough doom and gloom recently and, for what it's worth, I reckon we are long overdue a bit of pixie dust and sparkle. Yeee-haaa.