Apparently our Queen, QE2 – and yes, she’s still our Queen, Australia, until we get the paperwork done; Our Own Dear Queen – and her Significant Other, Prince Phil are celebrating their 60th wedding anniversary today.
Listening to News Radio today I was annoyed, but not surprised at the vaguely fawning tone of the reporting. The reporting of such matters in Australia was much more nauseatingly royalist years ago, so some things have improved.
Today we enjoyed audio of the 1948 ceremony. An expert explained how the whole thing was a bit of glamour during a period of post-war austerity; we heard how Australian Girl Guides provided the ingredients for the four tier wedding cake; there was a short interview with the Queen’s own seamstress of the time, how it felt to have her work so prominently displayed on that day sixty years ago; all interesting at a low level.
Then the story went a bit too softheaded as it detailed how enduring was the relationship between The Queen and The Duke of Edinburgh (aka Prince Phil you non-royalists) – which is certainly technically true. A Royal expert, Lady Pamela Crawley-Inbred (I think) went on about how he walked one step behind Elizabeth the Second, but he was very much The Head of The Family. And how he could tell her what to do when no one else could etc.
This sounded tops if one ignored his various oblivious, autocratic public pronouncements over the years and assumed that on the domestic front he was a man of wisdom with much good advice about the royal kids and the grandkids.
Who cares? Not Important? Let’s wish ‘em well anyway.
Elevate the Insignificant,