Jubilee panicbuying was typically British

Wow! That was some party, considering so many feared it was going to be a flop.

We knew the Queen’s Platinum Jubilee bash was a once-in-a-lifetime moment but few seemed particularly concerned during the run-up.

Our road stubbornly ignored advance appeals to organise a street party and let the big day creep up on us leading to a typically British last-minute panic-buying bonanza of bunting, banners and beacon-lighting which blew us away.

Her Maj may not have been at all of the events but, as she said, her heart was with us. And how could she put a foot wrong when she had Paddington Bear from Peru attempting to share a marmalade sandwich with her in Buck House and Basil

Brush riding on the top of a double-decker bus down The Mall?

For me, the unseen stars of the show were the backstage boffins who juggled the maze of microphones during the Party at the

Palace spectacular on

Saturday night. The lighting director who lit up the front and

Patrick O’Mahony, whose company was behind the 400 drones, both need knighthoods.

Not too sure about the person who chose the line-up, though.

Queen, of course, were brilliant and it was nice to see Mimi

Webb from Canterbury singing her heart out.

But who else knew who she was or that she hailed from

Canterbury?

Diana Ross arrived on stage trussed up like a badger in a black and white dress while frantically adjusting her headphones volume. And poor Rod Stewart did the impossible being forced to sing Sweet Caroline in what seemed like the wrong key.

It’s not even one of his songs.

Someone should have put Celeste out of her misery before she murdered What A Wonderful World but despite that, it was wonderful to witness it all.

The only dilemma now is working out when to take the bunting down.

‘Our road stubbornly ignored advance appeals to organise a street party and let the big day creep up on us’