Yes it’s 4 AM EST in the US 9AM in London, partly cloudy, 55 degrees and I am up and about to deliver this message to you, because I am sure you wanted to know what I had to say about the Royal spectacle of a Prince marrying a Commoner.

Prince William now prefers that his new wife be called Princess Catherine disposing of her Commoner label.  The official logo on programs and precious take-away gifts for guests is C&W, after all this was a no brainier to Royal advisers, for CW juxtaposed would be WC and in the UK, that’s a Water Closet.

Oh, how properly British and after all no one has ever been known to call Westminster Abby a John.

Royal weddings in the United States are looked upon for their entertainment value, much like American Idol and Dancing with the Stars.

A CNN poll showed that more in the US would be catching their zz’s rather than witnessing the pomp and circumstance of a Royal wedding that would exceed the fantasy of a Walt Disney flick.

Ho hum, I guess that’s why I’m here watching this stuff across the pond.

Kate Middleton, the commoner and Princess to be is from Bucklebury.  I don’t know where that is, but if I were from there I wouldn’t admit it.  She had an Uncle that was a drug addict and an Aunt who was a stripper.

She likes to frequent a pub called the Pigs Ear in London, I like to frequent a pub in Rotunda Fl. called the Pig & Whistle.

I guess we have something in common as commoners

She went to St Andrews College, where Prince William Mountbatten Windsor went, some say she did this to catch a King to-be and as the story goes he became smitten with her when she partook in a fashion show in a see-through dress and apparently the Prince liked what he saw.

They lived together for eight years, with a  brief parting in 2007, but reunited.  She studied art history, he geography. Prince William is an RAF search and rescue helicopter pilot and she a commoner/Princess.

Her parents have a thriving party favor business, her mother was an airline attendant.

Kate’s 29 and time to be bedded for heirs to the Monarchy.

The wedding will cost $100 million, 1 million showed up for the fantasy wedding, 2 1/2 million watched on TV and the drama is expected to return a billion to the UK economy, which is in a recession.

This is but another chapter in the Royals longest running soap opera, a national celebration for the future King and Queen.

President Obama and his wife Michelle were not invited to the spectacle, which should give Whoopi Goldberg, of ‘The View’, another opportunity to call the ‘race card.‘

Here’s what I think I saw of the celebration through my sleepy eyes:  There were lots of hats, enough to put the Easter parade down fifth avenue in New York to shame, designer dresses, cleavage and a spit shine on the streets of London with enough flowers and pollen to cause one to pop a Claritin.

Sir Elton John and his significant other filed in, in tails and a morning coat and a purple tie to cheers from the crowds waving and acknowledging the national treasure he is to the Brits.

UK flags adorned light poles as the Royal Guard marched down the streets to the Abby followed by limos and buses with not a speck of dust anywhere to be seen.

The Middleton family were seated up front on the left, the late Princess Diana’s family, the Spencer’s were seated behind them, Prince William’s Royals were seated up front to the right.

Although this was not a State event because Prince William is not a direct heir to the throne, it had all the pomp and circumstance of one.  After all, a 22 page etiquette book was issued to guests so they knew how to dress and behave.

Prince William and his brother arrived together, William in a red Colonel’s military uniform of the Irish Guard with a blue tunic, Harry in a blue military uniform of the Royal Garter with a red tunic riding in a maroon Rolls Royce adorned with the Royal crest on the roof.

The Abby’s bells rang as the brothers arrived, white gloves giving that special short Royal wave to the crowds.

Most of the women wore hats looking more like flying saucers attached to one side of the head covering the face.

The other popular hat was one that sat on the top of the head looking much like a bird’s nest.

Prince Charles, the cad, arrived with Camellia looking as stiff as his father.

Queenie arrived in one of her traditional hats all decked out in a symphony of yellow.

Then it was time for Kate to appear wearing a Tiara, veil and long train looking quite elegant but waving like the commoner she is.  The wave will stiffen with time, perhaps as quickly as she becomes a Princess.

Everything came off on time, you wouldn’t expect anything else, even the sun popped out as the Princess to be entered the Abby.

And so it was, a stunning ceremony amidst flourishing trumpets, songs, prayers,  impeccably timed that the smiling, elegant bride Kate, now with a more regal wave, became Princess Catherine wife of Prince William riding off to Buckingham Palace into the London fog as millions of Brits cheered the newlyweds, waiting for the famous kiss on the balcony of the Palace.

For the bride a simple ‘I will’ transformed commoner Kate, to Princess Catherine, Duchess of Cambridge.