The older I get I find myself looking back to my days as a small child, and often remember little items that I sit and chuckle over. My father was ex-RAF - cut him in half and he'd be red white and blue!! In the same way that I now buy our local daily paper and immediately turn to the deaths column to see if any one I know has popped their clogs - well my dad used to scan the daily papers for items on the royal family - and made sure we all read it and took note. On Christmas Day lunch had to be cleared away well before 3pm - and silence reigned in the house while his highlight of the year was televised - the Queens speech. Just as well there were no VCR's then - we'd have been made to watch it all year.
You probably won't even believe this next bit - but whenever royalty appeared on 'the box' we'd be made to stand in front of the TV and SALUTE!! - he'd most likely be brought up for child cruelty or perversion in these days. How times have changed. I can't even bear to read about them now - and look on it all as an archaic institution that we should have dispensed with years ago - wonder how many flats we could get into Buckingham Palace??
My Dad would turn in his grave!!