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Showing posts with label Queen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Queen. Show all posts

28 April 2023

N is for Nancy

 Nancy was my mother.  I've written about her several times over the years but I've never told you about the time she was the (late) Queen's understudy.



When the Queen did an official visit to open or inspect anything,  timings, safety etc had to be checked.  Obviously HM knew exactly what she was doing but anyone due to be presented to her wouldn't be so sure.  There would be a rehearsal so that everything would be alright on the big day.



In 1974 the Queen came to open a major steelplant in Scunthorpe but my mum (who was about the same height) was the understudy for the walk through.  She had to arrive in the a car so positioning could be checked and red carpets perfected and then she walked though the steelworks.  The stopwatch was in use throughout.

At one point she caught her heel on one of the many railway tracks which run through the works and the rehearsal had to stop until the problem was sorted.  Everybody practised bows and curtsies, the photographers checked their angles then everyone went home (slightly more) confident about The Big Day.


02 June 2022

Liz Rules, OK

 Jubilee Day here in the UK when the nation celebrates the seventy years of Elizabeth II's reign.  The celebrations will last four days.  Today I watched Trooping the Colour for the Queen's (Official) Birthday.  She's had one hundred and sixty six birthdays!!

We went outside for our weekly neighbourhood nattering and sorted the details for a small street party on Sunday after Caistor's Picnic in the Park, part of The Big Jubilee Lunch.

This afternoon I went to our Market Square to hear The Jubilee Proclamation read by our Town Crier and his assistant.  He stood next to the pump installed in honour Queen Victoria's Diamond Jubilee.  (Victoria reigned only sixty three years.) The Proclamation was met with a shout of "God Save The Queen" from the crowd.



Tonight beacons will be lit all across the country.   I'm not sure I can make it to Caistor's beacon but I have hung my own tribute on the garden fence.  

Thank you for all you have done for us, Ma'am