Summary of a number of articles in Billed Bladet #32, 2011.
Written by Henrik Salling (*), Frodi Holm Knudsen and Trine Larsen.
I’ve omitted an article covering Joachim and the boys visiting the Iron Age open-air museum as that has already been covered pretty well.
Our Marie has been all over the place lately.
Friday evening she went to the fashion show by Malene Birger with Britt Siesby who went there as a friend and not in her capacity as Marie’s LiW. Here she enjoyed the work of the designer and met a number of who’s who of Copenhagen, including the spouse of Mary’s hairdresser, the very talented actor, Preben Christensen, who among countless other things perform excellent vocal impersonations of QMII. It was he, who was more or less “ordered” by Queen Ingrid to impersonate Queen Margrethe.
In the absence of Mary a number of Mary’s friends mingled with Marie, Ellen Hillingsøe, Julie Mølsgaard and Jean Ahlefeldt-Laurvig.
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After the show it was off to a dinner at restaurant MASH. Don’t know the place, but it’s probably obscenely expensive. (**) With her went among others her hairdresser, Dennis Knudsen.
Saturday afternoon Marie went with all four of her boys to the Historical Classic Grand Prix in Copenhagen.
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Nikolai and Felix had a great time. Will they take up racing? Joachim said about his sons: “I’ll support them if they come up with that wish. And they don’t necessarily have to wait until they turn 32, like I did”. The channel network TV3 is currently following in the heels of Joachim, filming for a motor show to be aired later this year. And Joachim said about the cameras: “One quickly got used to the cameras. It’s worse about the microphone. You have to remember to switch that off when you are on your own”. – Joachim is an enthusiastic driver and he has been known to utter words in frustration, which children and small dogs should never hear.
Bette Henrik was there too and in his usual inquisitive way he surveyed the whole spectacle. He did however wish to join his daddy in the race; Marie had to explain that it wasn’t possible right now. La belle Marie incidentally spoke Danish all day, to her husband, son and everybody else.
From time to time Joachim and Marie met in the back and he was photographed planting a passionate kiss on his wife’s lips.
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That is, when he wasn’t busy enthusiastically explaining Marie about driving, tactics and engines. Marie looked at him and laughed in the overbearing way, which is so familiar to all husbands.
Joachim had a mishap and crashed another driver’s car. That led to a spectator to, beer in hand, comment on Joachim’s driving skills. The two of them had a brief exchange of opinions ending with the gentleman using his other hand to give Joachim the finger.
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The congregation of petrol heads and wives went to Tivoli to have dinner there in the evening. And yes, that’s extremely expensive as well!
Joachim being fashionably summerly casual. He did not wear a tie and the two top buttons in his shirt were unbuttoned!
Sunday Marie and her Joachim went to a Prince concert in Copenhagen. They did however not get to meet Prince as they only arrived when the concert had started.
They went with Mia Davidsen, who is the sister of their very good friend, Oscar Siesbye.
Joachim explained in a recent radio show that he is fond of Prince, especially one song (which I can’t remember), however at the concert Joachim explained to our reporter: “It’s mostly the Princess who is a Prince fan. That is, I really like him and his music, but my wife (informal word) is a genuine fan”.
Marie added: “Yes, I’m a big Prince fan, so I look very much forward to the concert.
We’ve actually never been to live concert with Prince before, so it’ll be really exciting to hear him”.
The concert lasted three hours and I understand it was a great concert.
(*) Who is pretty devoted to the fair Marie.
(**) It reminds me of something from my younger days. The boss that I worked for at the time turned 60 and he wanted to celebrate that for his employees and business representatives at the finest restaurant in town. All very nice, but most of us were craftsmen and on a day-to-day basis, we supported ourselves on our knuckles and grew hair between our teeth and we arrived from work, looking forward to a delicious dinner.
Dinner was served and I looked at the plate where there were two potatoes, a piece of meat, some green stuff and a little sauce. Was that the main course?!? Served to types who usually ate half a cow for dinner.
To make things even more interesting: The boss’ son was supposed to entertain, he was studying at the music conservatory and he and some of his mates played chamber music. No kidding! And we sat there half starved and listened politely, even though our music taste was more inclined towards Iron Maiden.
When we were finally released I rushed home to my parents and raided their refrigerator.