Congratulations to HM The Queen and the Duke of Edinburgh on their 60th Wedding Anniversary today. The service at Westminster Abbey yesterday was a reminder of how difficult things must have been for them over the years. It spoke of a marriage lived in the glare of publicity and bounded by duty.
But the snippet I liked best from the news coverage was that old Queen Mary (who was a feature of my young years) looked at the wedding presents and mistook a gift of a traycloth of lace from Mahatma Ghandhi, for his loin cloth. She described it as “indelicate”. I also liked the idea of 151 nylon stockings as being part of the trawl of gifts.
I guess you can tell that I am an unashamed monarchist. However, I do concede that watching the monarchy can destract us from what government is up to.