🦋🦋 Shaz 🦋🦋

Wishing the lovely Zara Tindall, a very Happy Birthday! ✨❤️🎉🎈🥰🫶🏻

@implmaterial @freedom_007__ Wishing you a speedy recovery lovely lady💝🙏🏻🇬🇧🥰🙏🏻

🇩🇰 Queen Margrethe has been admitted to Rigshospitalet this afternoon due to heart attack. Queen Margrethe will be hospitalised over the weekend for observation & further examinations. Her Majesty is tired, but in good spirits. The Royal House will announce when there is news.

You couldn’t have written that any better Canelle. Catherine is so loved and. Wow to Mom and Dad Middleton. Such a brilliant job you did bringing up OUR future. QUEEN and her siblings. 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝

At Golders Green today, The King reaffirmed his support for the Jewish community, following a series of antisemitic attacks. During his time at the Jewish Care centre in North-West London, The King spoke to victims of the recent knife attack that took place in the area on 29th April 2026. His Majesty also met community police force, Shomrim, who were involved in responding to the attacks.

No advance notice but within a few minutes, word spreads and the King brings Golders Green to a jubilant standstill - just yards from the scene of the April 28 attack. #kc3 #goldersgreen

Who thinks Sharron Davis MBE is a national treasure for her tireless work campaigning for women’s rights @sharrond62 @jk_rowling

Sit down meghan markle put your teeth and tits away and be quiet, Real Princess coming through!!!! This is what an actual Princess looks like, stunning ♥️♥️👸👸

@BillyDouglass7 This is exactly my thoughts, hopes, wishes with Catherine alongside him and their children by their sides🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻💞💞💞💞💞🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧

#PrinceWilliam will be a great King because he's strong, intelligent and confident. May his reign last a very long time. #PrinceWilliamIsAKing

🙌🏻🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 love it

Awww children love to hug our Princess Catherine 💕

Head and neck cancer is a story of failed interactions and isolation. Communicating without a tongue, a broken jaw and limited mouth movement means conversation becomes fraught. Words do not come out in the way you want them to and speaking becomes hard work because articulation is physically challenging. My voice is weak and my words are sometimes unclear. I can always tell when someone hasn’t understood me - there’s often a confused glance, an awkward smile, a polite nod. I have to ration language now and choose words carefully. I plan ahead for situations most people enter without a second thought. But conversation is usually spontaneous, and that’s where I struggle most. Getting the words out is difficult, even though my head is still full of ideas, observations, humour and fluency. And that’s the thing: in my mind, I am still fully fluent. I can hear myself speaking like I used to - with power, punch and wit. The voice inside my head has not changed but head and neck cancer pushes you to the edges of interaction - a lot of the time it is easier not to speak at all, not because I have nothing say but because saying it has become stressful and immensely frustrating. Please continue to support me at gofund.me/34ab6cc47

Me too. So very very very worried. But look at our girl. So bloody proud of you Catherine 💖💖💖💖💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝

Yes, Princess — smile away. Catherine had me so worried in 2024 with her cancer diagnosis and chemotherapy treatment. Seeing her like this — happy, healthy, and surrounded by so much love and warmth on her first official visit — is just lovely. Your humility didn’t expect it—but one it deeply appreciates 🥺🩵 So keep smiling, future Queenie. Smile.

Please support this GoFundMe by donating or sharing – every bit of help makes a difference. gofund.me/1b113e3eb

The way 3 month old baby Elena reacted to the Princess of Wales in Reggio Emilia today says it all 🥺👶🥰 Truly the Children’s Princess!

For over 15 years, the Princess of Wales has stayed wonderfully true to who she is. Prince William loves Catherine for her authenticity, her strong family values, and that sparkling humour that lights up any room. No matter how they try to tear her down, she continues to rise above it all with grace and quiet strength. #PrincessCatherine 💙🇮🇹

When you are genuine, love and respected there is no bot farm nor hateful squad that can change the reality! The Princess of Wales is loved GLOBALLY and there’s nothing you can do about, yes, I’m talking to you!

It would appear that my post yesterday of our beautiful Princess of Wales rattled a few cages, so I want to say a few words. First just because you claim it’s AI does not mean that I know it is AI, I have 1000s of royal photos stored, 90% of which have been saved from this very platform from other pro royal accounts that have posted. I have no way of knowing what is AI or not and I would have no idea where to begin to create one. I posted this picture in good faith to get the focus on this incredible lady because like thousands of others I was sick and tired of MM puff pieces constantly flooding my TL. The fact people are pointing out that it was posted the day before the visit is absolutely irrelevant and extremely petty. Nearly 7k people appreciated the post (perhaps that was triggering) as I do whenever someone else posts pictures of our royals, so feel free to block me if you don’t like my posts. Lastly, I would never presume to tell someone how to operate their accounts, so never tell me how to operate mine.

This photo is simply gorgeous 🥰🥰🥰

@LairdOfThManor Oh I shouldn’t but I just couldn’t help it 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 How is your pain today - and I’m not talking about your ego 😉 Much love Laird 💝💝💝

Last evening, in what can only be described as a catastrophic lapse in judgement brought on by champagne and misplaced confidence, I decided to seduce the Lady of the Manor with a slow, sensual strip tease. The scene, in my mind at least, was one of devastating sophistication. Candles flickering. Champagne sparkling. Chocolate-dipped strawberries artfully arranged like something from an advert aimed at divorced people in Surrey. In the background, ‘Wicked Game’ murmured seductively through the drawing room whilst I prepared to unveil what I believed to be an intoxicating display of masculine allure. Reader, it was not. It began reasonably well. A smouldering look here. A loosened shirt button there. The Lady of the Manor watched with the cautious expression of a woman observing a Labrador attempting to cross an icy pond. Undeterred, I pressed on. There was a swivel of the hips which, in hindsight, was ambitious for a man whose spine occasionally crackles like a packet of dry twigs when standing up too quickly. Then came the tie removal. A manoeuvre I had envisioned as dangerously and hypnotically erotic but which instead resembled a regional manager having heatstroke at a wedding reception in Kent. Still, I committed to the performance. Halfway through lowering myself onto a dining chair in what was intended to be a provocative and fluid motion, my lower back emitted a sound not unlike somebody stepping on a family-sized bag of kettle chips. Everything after that became terribly undignified… and painful. One moment I was a creature of mystery, allure and seduction. The next I was frozen at a 45-degree angle, wheezing softly whilst clutching my lumbar region and whispering “dear Christ” into the softly lit room. The Lady of the Manor, to her credit, did attempt concern for nearly seven seconds before collapsing into hysterics so violent she had to put down her champagne. The strawberries remained untouched. Instead of the evening being filled with breathless moaning of a romantic nature, the manor became saturated with the far less erotic sounds of me attempting to sit down gently whilst muttering things like “don’t make me laugh” and “I think the disc’s gone”. Nothing destroys an atmosphere of sensual decadence faster than a man asking his wife to fetch the Deep Heat and then needing assistance putting his trousers back on. So yes. A passionate evening was had. Just not in the way I’d originally planned.🤦🏻‍♂️