{"id":465,"date":"2003-10-20T12:01:41","date_gmt":"2003-10-20T12:01:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/2003\/10\/the_queen_in_en\/"},"modified":"2003-10-20T12:01:41","modified_gmt":"2003-10-20T12:01:41","slug":"the_queen_in_en","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/2003\/10\/the_queen_in_en\/","title":{"rendered":"The Queen in Enfield"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I thought that I ought to record this.<br \/>\nI was on my way to Enfield Town station, taking a back route through Holly Walk when I approached the market place. I couldn&#8217;t help but notice that crash barriers seem to have been placed up, there were police in evidence, and all the market stalls were bedecked with Union Jacks.<br \/>\nAha, a film, I think. There must be some kind of film crew out and about.<br \/>\nBut as I walk closer I see that the market stalls have been totally rearranged, with the stalls layed out in circle, and the middle of the square quite empty.<br \/>\nWell empty aside from The Queen and her entourage. Yup. I had stumbled upon The Queen visiting Enfield&#8217;s market. I was probably the only person there who didn&#8217;t know that she was coming, as a crowd of several hundred had gathered to see her.<br \/>\nI suddenly felt quite guilty because I was carrying both a suspicious rucksack and a suspicious holdall. I felt the eyes of the police (and no doubt unseen security services) looking at me.<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.news.scotsman.com\/latest.cfm?id=2054162\">This article<\/a> (in The Scotsman of all places) explains it all. The market is 700 years old this year!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I thought that I ought to record this. I was on my way to Enfield Town station, taking a back route through Holly Walk when I approached the market place. I couldn&#8217;t help but notice that crash barriers seem to have been placed up, there were police in evidence, and all the market stalls were [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/465"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=465"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/465\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=465"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=465"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dev.adambowie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=465"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}