I thought she might have been wearing a crown. She wasn’t, but she still looked pretty. She was very nice and posh with a good voice and she smelled of raspberries. I was painting when she arrived and she helped me put glitter on my picture. She was very good at it.
We talked a bit about her wedding and other stuff. She said she liked cats and dogs and rabbits. Then she said: “I’ll tell you a secret. My dog’s name is Lupo.” Then she giggled. I think she’d make a really cool teacher, but I wouldn’t want her job. There’s a lot of driving around and I get sick when I go in cars. —Jaydn Proffitt, aged seven, on meeting Catherine in February.