What a remarkable weekend; the Diamond Jubilee celebrations were something else.
For me, it started with the airshow on Saturday, which was brilliant.
The sun came out eventually and there were thousands of people there. Something hilarious was that, every time we were waiting for the next act, you’d catch sight of a wing and look round expectantly – only to see a seagull doing its best to take part. No offence, Mr Gull but you just ain’t as impressive as the Red Arrows. Sorry.
On Sunday, I watched some of the pageant on the Thames which was beautiful.
So many boats together like that, a bigger flotilla than has been on the Thames for some 300 years – was stunning; I loved the tiny ones with Commonwealth flags, and it was brilliant to see so many of the Little Ships of Dunkirk. Operation Dynamo has to be the biggest – and most important – military evacuation in history, as well as being something so completely British, and it was fitting that those who made it happen were commemorated this weekend.
What was also amazing was to see the Queen and Prince Philip, at the age of 86 and 90, on their feet throughout, in what was the best of British summer weather, ie pouring with rain and freezing cold. Bless them, they’re brilliant.
On Monday, we went to the party in the village where I live, which was a great day, despite the crap picture. And although it was grey and did rain a bit, it wasn’t too bad.
It was lovely that to mark the last Diamond Jubilee – Queen Victoria’s in 1897 – there were parties and games in the park, and that’s exactly what happened again, 115 years later.
Although I don’t know whether stiltwalkers like that were around in Queen Victoria’s day…
It ended with the lighting of the ceremonial beacon in the evening, one of the thousands across the country, then home to watch the end of the Jubilee concert at Buckingham Palace.
The whole thing, the organisation and effort that went into it all, the thousands upon thousands of people waving Union Flags and just glad to be part of something so special, the scale of it all – it was truly amazing and a fitting tribute to a diamond occasion.
It made me feel really proud to be English, proud to be British – God Save The Queen.