Twenty-five years ago I was studying at University of Oxford in England. On weekends, along with my peers, we packed up and hit the road. Most of our time was spent in London, as a friend’s father had a flat there. However, we also ventured out all over England, and into France, Scotland and Ireland. We were in London when Princess Diana died – and for her funeral – and it was one of the most surreal times of my life. One of my first memories of growing up was Mother waking me up to watch her wedding when I was only five. With the Queen’s death and milestone anniversary of Diana’s death, I was prompted to dig up my memory book.
Buckingham Palace was a sea of people for days.
The flowers, cards and gifts filled the lawn all the way up to my knees for as far as the eye could see.
I still remember these pointe shoes.
There were memorials all over Europe. At Harrods:
In the streets of Dublin:
I have followed so closely the mourning period after Her Majesty’s death. It is fascinating and heart wrenching. Two things that have stood out to me – that Kate is the first Princess of Wales since Diana and that 80% of the Commonwealth has known no queen other than Elizabeth. What have you found interesting and remarkable in the past few days?
And, finally, a funny amongst the melancholy.
God Rest the Queen.
DIXIE DELIGHTS DELIVERED