Feeling Proud & A Little Emotional
HM Queen Elizabeth II celebrates seventy years on the British throne this year, and public celebrations for this momentous milestone are being held over four days 2-5th June 2022. At the time of writing, three events have been held and two more will follow (palace concert & Jubilee pageant).
The Trooping of the Colour started things off on June 2nd the official birthday of Her Majesty, and the 69th anniversary of her coronation in 1953. It was lovely to have the full scale Colour event in the heart of London once again, with crowds lining the streets, after two years of a much reduced ceremony held in the private grounds of Windsor Castle. The British do pomp and ceremony magnificently, no one else can really touch us. Although the Queen did not attend the ceremony at Horse Guards Parade, she was well represented by Prince Charles, Prince William & Princess Anne all on horseback in their official royal/military roles. Before the ceremony began, several other royals arrived (I noted “in line to the throne” order) in a procession of carriages. I didn’t pick up on any Kent representative, and wondered if the Duke of Kent might be with the Queen for her balcony appearance. To my delight, the young Cambridge children were with their mother and the Duchess of Cornwall, with George looking a little pensive (just like his father at that age), Charlotte taking everything in her stride, and Louis waving enthusiastically. Later on, as the ceremony unfolded, other youngsters could be seen watching the proceedings, as well as the Duke and Duchess of Sussex.
The spectacle/music/solemnity of the occasion wasn’t lost on me and I felt very proud and deeply moved, knowing Her Majesty is Head of the Armed Services, and the Trooping of the Colour is a fitting tribute given by the military to their monarch. Through Queen Elizabeth II the royal family military link is even more embedded than ever. Remember, in WW1 the Queen Mother as a teenager tended wounded soldiers at her ancestral Scottish home Glamis Castle, and King George VI seen battle with the navy. In WW2 the Queen herself joined the army and her future husband seen naval action as well. Three sons and two grandsons joined the military, with son Andrew and grandson Harry seeing action in the Falkland Islands and Afghanistan respectively. And at least a good few cousins, second cousins and a great nephew of the monarch have seen military service too.
As the Queen took to the balcony to watch the troops ride past the gates of Buckingham Palace, she was joined by the Duke of Kent. I was biting back some tears, as the elderly Duke stood upright and saluted the servicemen below, and passed comment to the Queen. I became VERY AWARE that this moment in history will NEVER be seen again. The Queen and her cousin are from a generation that put service to the Crown & Empire above all else. The Queen during her reign has relied heavily on her extended family to represent her across the globe, but that concept virtually does not exist in today’s world. The Empire is gone; the extended family ever diluted in relevance to the crown, have made their own way in the world. So it was most of the Queen’s immediate family and working older Royal cousins who appeared on the balcony. My heart melted seeing the interaction between the Queen and her great grandson little Prince Louis in his adorable traditional sailor suit, enjoying himself and asking questions.
In the evening after the Trooping of the Colour, beacons around the British Isles were lit in celebration. I was a little perturbed when I realised some were not the good old fashioned mini bonfire type, but more environmentally friendly modern light technology beacons instead. However, that made things a lot safer, when the Queen set things going at Windsor Castle. It was announced the Queen had much enjoyed the celebrations of the day, but that after feeling some discomfort, she would not attend the Thanksgiving Service at St Paul’s in the morning. Not a surprise, considering it’s only recently the Palace has finally admitted the monarch’s advanced years have taken an obvious toll.
The emotion I’ve felt whilst watching events on TV stems from the realisation that it’s my Golden Jubilee of royal watching. Ever since I received a 25th wedding anniversary coin aged two, I’ve followed the Royal Family. And whilst viewing the Thanksgiving Service at St Paul’s Cathedral it literally felt like I was seeing old friends again, although with a certain amount of poignancy added too. You see, as I mentally rattled off names to faces seen (before any TV commentator got a word in), I realised a good few were of a vintage age themselves and looking physically, just that bit more frail now. Of course they were all impeccably dressed with that tell tale bolt upright stance of royal training. Then as the children/grandchildren of these more senior (in age) royals (Kent’s, Gloucester’s especially) appeared, I thought “crikey I’ve watched them grow up, and they have teenage/adult kids themselves”. I knew many of their full names, birthdays etc, better than I know my own family. My emotions were heightened even more when the cathedral choir started singing “I Was Glad”.
The Duke and Duchess of Sussex having stepped away as senior royals over two years ago, attended the service and had a military attaché escort them to their seats. A seasoned BBC commentator questioned WHY they were not going to be part of the main formal procession before the service began. I couldn’t help thinking his late father who provided commentary of the Queen’s coronation, would have boxed his ears for what I considered such a stupid query. Thankfully, his co-presenter gave a moderated reply along the lines of “the Prince of Wales would normally have greeted and then processed ahead of the Queen, but as her representative today, the two heirs presumptive will proceed together”. Thank goodness, otherwise it could have turned into the Harry & Meghan show instead.
The sermon was littered with horse racing terminology which raised quite a chuckle amongst the congregation. I couldn’t agree more with the phrase “we are so glad you are still in the saddle”. When the Duke of Edinburgh passed away in 2021, I did wonder if Her Majesty would reach her platinum Jubilee. I’m so very glad she did, the occasion gives the country something to celebrate. I like many others have only known one monarch, and the Queen has been a constant presence in the nation’s life. Her Majesty has truly been steadfast in her duty to the country, a trusted hand on the tiller steering a steady course through the choppy waters of international relations and diplomacy. Her role may only be constitutional and symbolic without any real power, BUT considering the behaviour of government elected officials, Queen Elizabeth II is a much needed antidote.
Throughout the celebrations so far, I can’t shake off the feeling that the Prince of Wales definitely looks his age, and frankly rather emotionally vulnerable. I’m wondering if he knows something more about the Queen’s health issues, and the consequences that means for him. After all he has waited a lifetime for a job he never asked for, one he will fully inherit on the death of his mother. The enormity of what lies ahead of him is immense, and Charles looks like that weight is already on his shoulders. Of course, for many the notion of hereditary power and prestige in a democracy is distasteful, although you will never hear any such criticism from Royal correspondents!
Two generations of second sons reigned (George V, George VI) before Queen Elizabeth II was crowned, by pure chance really when you consider her ancestor Queen Victoria was the only child of George III’s fourth son!!! Undoubtedly there will probably never be a British monarch on the throne for seven decades again, unless some tragedy brings Prince George to the throne at a very tender age. However, if that happened, I can see people saying the monarchy should be allowed to die away too. I do not agree, the Queen’s reign has presided over 14 UK Prime Ministers, and through her example has shown the importance of the crown as a symbol of stoicism and dependability, in an ever changing world of power dynamics. For that I sincerely say “God Save the Queen”.