Ones family has had a couple of weddings, William looked regal and Kate was divine, although her sister's arse caused a bit of a stir.
Andrew got into a spot of bother, but then he's always been a sucker for improper relationships.
A year of contrast: William was saving foreigners by plucking them out of the sea, while Philip was throwing them back in, when he volunteered to stand in at Dover during the strikes and check passports.
I nearly called on the SAS to sort out Zara's new husband after his little indiscretion in New Zealand. Zara thought Philip had gone too far when he parked a white Fiat Uno in the tunnel at Eden Park rugby stadium, just to put the wind up Tindall.
This year we have holidayed in Ireland, such a lovely place, can't believe we've never been there before, my dear departed mother loved a stout or two and she would have loved Dublin.
Our second Holiday in October took us to Australia, it's the 16th time we've been there since 1954, I called it my "farewell tour", I'll be glad to see the back of those uncouth beer swilling convicts.
Also during May we had the Obama's come and stay, Philip was always chaperoned during their stay and because of his good behaviour we were so pleased that I conferred the title and office of Lord High Admiral to His Royal Highness The Duke of Edinburgh, on the occasion of his 90th birthday.
My horse was beaten in the Derby, that whipper snapper French Jockey had better not cross our path again.
One has such high hopes for the future now that William has a beautiful wife, and I have instructed my Prime Minister to change the Rules of Succession.
Next year one celebrates ones Diamond Jubilee, my how those 60 years have flown. But hey I'm still the Queen, and sometimes I think Charles is a bit sour about it.