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The distinctive yellow Duck Tour amphibious vehicle in Windsor.

All Aboard the Windsor Duck Tour – 29 June 2014

There’s a new beast lurking in the waters around historic Windsor. Big and bright yellow, it’s not exactly difficult to spot – everywhere it goes, it attracts the attention of the people it passes. And not just when it’s on the Thames, but when it’s on the land too; it can both swim and crawl.

Andrew Burdett at Eton College School Hall.

Taplow At Ten: A Decade-Long Choral Tradition – 28 June 2014

In this, the tenth anniversary concert of Taplow Choirs, there were all of the organisation’s traditions. As usual, a broad programme carried an eclectic range of music, from sacred to spiritual. A possibly slightly ill-rehearsed dance, to a lively African number, nonetheless attracted huge applause. And, as ever, parents fanned themselves madly; a vain attempt to relieve themselves of the insane heat.

With its candle lit, Andrew Burdett was delighted with the cake father Richard had made.

My Late‑eenth Birthday – 22 June 2014

A birthday in late-April is no time to hold a celebration (examinations begin in the early weeks of May), but two months on, my late eighteenth birthday party was blessed with wonderful weather.

Five years after the family hosted an evening boat party to mark Mum’s 50th and Harriet’s 18th, I picked this Sunday afternoon to hold my very own. With me engrossed in revision, Dad had done the vast majority of the organising, although I came up with the finer details: deciding on the menu, compiling the playlist, and suggesting a ‘Henley’ dress code.

Andrew Burdett, centre, processes around the Quadrangle at Windsor Castle, at the end of the first half of the afternoon.

My Proudest Achievement: Queen’s Scout Award – 27 April 2014

Anyone who knows me really well will know this: I’m not an overtly proud person. Yes, a picture of my enormous head sits at the top of my blog, and yes I occasionally over-hype my latest web content. But when my tongue is not buried deep within my cheek, I hate shouting about my ‘achievements’.

Today, though, I “can be rightly proud” of what I have earned: the Queen’s Scout Award.