Rosemary Goring: I'll raise a toast to the Queen, while dreaming of the day we abolish the royals

EARLY in June, the tussocky field of sheep behind our house will be transformed into a sward fit for Lords. All trace of the flock will be swept up (no small feat), and the grass mown and rollered. After which, gazebos will be erected and tables set up, soon to be groaning with cake, trifle and sparkling drinks to celebrate the Queen’s Platinum Jubilee.

Rosemary Goring: I'll raise a toast to the Queen, while dreaming of the day we abolish the royals
EARLY in June, the tussocky field of sheep behind our house will be transformed into a sward fit for Lords. All trace of the flock will be swept up (no small feat), and the grass mown and rollered. After which, gazebos will be erected and tables set up, soon to be groaning with cake, trifle and sparkling drinks to celebrate the Queen’s Platinum Jubilee.