'The book I was reading when Queen Elizabeth II died, and such an epic that I was still on it when the funeral was held yesterday. I fondly remember the miniseries with Richard Chamberlain from the '80s, but my word the book was a slog and seemed very dated in its depiction of inscrutable, death-welcoming Japanese. IRL, Britain has been a strange place the last few days, with fawning blanket media coverage and the official line that the whole nation is grieving and in mourning. This is certainly true for some, but for millions life goes on as normal, sad as it is when anyone passes away. There have been some very strange decisions as organisations seek to balance the correct amount of deference and respect. Center Parcs initially told guests they would have to vacate the parc for 24 hours (where on earth would they stay?), before rowing back and saying people could stay but couldn't leave their chalets (!). British Cycling initially sent round guidance that people shouldn't cycle yesterday as it was disrespectful. In the real world, despite everything being shut yesterday, millions of people were out and about on beaches, in parks and woodlands enjoying themselves. Personally I think that's what the Queen would have wanted. I didn't bother to watch the funeral, I had a Zwift session and watched Agent Carter on Disney+.
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