George V (Her Majesstidutes grandfather) was sent off with a well timed injection, so the news of his death could reach the Evening Papers. I always like that his last words were - on being told that he still had a schedule which involved visiting the North of England - "Bugger Bognor."
"Abide with Me" - the great favourite of football fans in the old days - came from announcements that "His Majestys life was drawing peacefully to a close" at a soccer match. The fans erupted. Its the Old Elephant isn't it? Singing goodbye to what you know.
The present Royals are rubbish and will never claim that support.
If you want the love and allegiance of the English as their Monarch, you must be a desperately boring old fart who turns out every day, come rain or shine, dull and plodding and always there.
Times morning edition to be precise.
According to his notes, Dawson coolly arranged the king’s death to occur before midnight, in order for the announcement to appear first in the morning edition of The Times and not in some lesser publication later in the day. To make doubly sure the story got into the Times morning edition the next day, Dawson phoned his wife in London during the evening to tell her to alert the Times to hold the press. When a Royal Physician Killed a King
Charles is an unlucky name for a monarch. The first one lost his head. The second one left a catholic heir to the throne. Both led to revolutions...
He may not be Charles III, if he actually succeeds to the throne, he could chose from his multitude of given names, Charles Philip Arthur George. He could choose to be George VII, harking back the insanity of previous Georges. Perhaps he fancies himself as King Arthur, not a chance that he be the first King Philip.
It'll be grand. Westminster Hall is bloody freezing even in the depths of August.
For a long time, the art of royal spectacle was for other, weaker peoples: Italians, Russians, and Habsburgs. British ritual occasions were a mess. At the funeral of Princess Charlotte, in 1817, the undertakers were drunk. Ten years later, St George’s Chapel was so cold during the burial of the Duke of York that George Canning, the foreign secretary, contracted rheumatic fever and the bishop of London died.https://www.theguardian.com/uk-news/...-london-bridge
I remember picking up my brother from work on the day the Queen Mother died. We were in the car no more than ten minutes when the announcement came on the radio. His response was very similar to yours: "Ah ffs, that's the TV f*cked up for a week now."
The Queen Mother is not dead at all. she just slowed down her breathing to allow her kidneys and liver process the Gin.
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