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I’m not quite sure when my fascination with the monarchy began. It’s probable that it began watching Disney films, there are always Kings and Queens, Princes and Princesses, castles and palaces, history and legends.
Every child learns about the Tudors and that Henry VIII had six wives, he was the first man that I ever knew that had six wives and then one day it hit me that one day in the future children would be learning about our current royal family. Granted, it probably won’t be as exciting a there is far less battles, far less murders, far less drama than there was in the 15th Century but that doesn’t mean it can’t be celebrated.
60 years Queen Elizabeth II has been Queen. My Granddad has some old black and white footage on his old cine-cam of the Queen visiting in 1977 as part of her Silver Jubilee tour and that’s as far as any of my family have got to seeing Her Majesty in real life human existence. That was until today, when I popped into Manchester to see the Queen and her husband, Prince Philip, visiting. I saw them leave the town hall and although the her appearance was short and sweet, it was welcomed by the crowd – some of which had waited for hours. I had just a 45 minute wait but got some nice pictures, a nice wave from the Queen and can tell my children in years to come (I don’t have any yet) that once the Queen came to town and I saw her.
The Diamond Jubilee Gardens in Albert Square, just outside the town hall were officially opened by the Queen and the weather mirrored the atmosphere. It was a jolly good day.