Perhaps the most delightful Christmas gift I received was from Philip and Kara. They gave to Adam and me official royal titles, issued from a tiny micro-nation called Sealand. Sealand was an anti-aircraft platform built by England in the Channel during WWII in international waters. Built of steel and concrete and not particularly elegant, the towers amid the waters declared its independence in 1967 under the leadership of Mr. and Mrs. Bates and their teenage children. The base was derelict and abandoned. Now, it's the world smallest state!
And I'm officially Lady Mary Kathryn of Sealand!! Here is my documentation, which I find utterly cool. I squealed when I opened this gift at Christmas.
The fun fact is this: Roy Bates took over the towers of Sealand on Christmas Eve, 1966, exactly 50 years before I acquired my title. I am married, of course, to Lord Adam.
We decided to mix with the commoners for lunch today and ate at the local burger stop, Aggie's.
I took a selfie of Adam and me.
You never know when you might get the unexpected good photo of old fat people.
The first one was fuzzy.
Adam thus had time to prepare a goofy face.
We had cheeseburgers, fries ...