It is a lovely Sunday morning and I am having my breakfast. My mum had just got a call. When she put down the phone her mouth droped. She said that the Queen was coming for dinner tonight. As quickly as she could she ran up stairs and told dad also dads mouth droped open when he heard it. Mum said that we have to tidy up really quickly. She asked me to hoover she told dad to clean the play room and my sister Lacey to lean the bedrooms. Lacey’s clothes fell down. But where would we hide it all?…