She’s one of those fortunate people who sail through life, seemingly without a care and refusing to adopt a negative stance on anything – much to my chagrin.

About the only thing that gives her the Edgars is when she looks back in regret at her choice of husband all those years ago or when her offspring show her a lack of consideration.

But apart from that, nothing seems to worry her.

Her pleasures are simple, including chilling out on the banks of the Murray River with her friends and leaving a fishing line in the water – while having the obligatory glass of sav blanc or six.

It’s the same at home.

After a long day at work, a couple of glasses of plonk while watching the news helps her see the world as a mellow, peaceful place and life as wonderful.

After that it’s Supergirl time, cooking dinner and cleaning up the kitchen, before settling back with another glass or two while watching The Block (does anybody else ever bother watching that show?)

But there is one particular pleasure that stands out. And that is having her children and their essential others around for dinner on  Monday night, together with Court Jester Coyle – who has wormed his way into her maternal affection – and the charming Duchess Heather.

However, The Lioness was really in her element last weekend when she hosted her school class 40th anniversary reunion.

Talk about the queen in all her glory.

She had been involved in the 10th, 20th and 30th reunion of her Albury High School mates but I gave her strict instructions she was not to organise a 40th.

Of course she disobeyed me, accompanied by a withering look of contempt.

 It was a big weekend for her, with a 2am finish on Saturday morning and a 4am finish on Sunday morning – all this from a woman who is like a bear with a sore head if she is not asleep by 10pm.

It was not a bad rollout either, with people coming from all parts of Australia, including a bloke who was obviously Albury High School royalty, King Boyd.

The reunion was held on the upper deck of Brady’s Hotel but I reckon he was only able to join his classmates for about 20 minutes; all because his fawning friends of 20 years ago held him captive downstairs.

It was obvious Count Micky – the keeper of the royal carriages – Duke Jacko – the consort of Princess Jacqueline and Baron Barker – charged with maintenance of the royal residences - were delighted to be in the company of  their sovereign.

I suppose that was because he had been away for around 20 years and they assumed he had undertaken some sort of a crusade and been locked up in a dingy dungeon in Perth.

I thought I had better introduce myself, as Lady Ling’s husband.

But it was obvious he had no time for peasants from South Albury who he did not know and doubted were loyal subjects.

But I stuck to my quest and after many glasses of mead at a Dean Street tavern he started to warm to me.

He even offered to have a “selfie” with me; a sort of reward for who he now knew to be a loyal subject.

All in all, it was a great weekend, with my ultimate reward being that The Lioness has been nice to me all week.

In fact, I am thinking of suggesting to her that she hold a weekly anniversary event.

But only if King Boyd consents to it.