Photo obviously not mine. Credit this time to Belfast Telegraph. And more than pleased that someone other than ourselves did all the work of recording the occasion. Rain on and off and those who headed to the route of the royal coach will have spent a good deal of time standing and waiting for a glimpse of the coach and their majesties through the drizzle.
Whereas we enjoyed the company of Doug and Jenny in the comfort of their home, along with a big screen tv, good quality sound and a bottle of champagne. And the music and pageantry was a pleasure. Well, both of us always appreciative of good liturgy.
Doug and I with memories of watching the last coronation. (Jenny slightly too young to remember and J having lived in a place with no television broadcasting at the time). Our memories remarkably similar - no tv at home but being taken to watch a small black and white set at the home of an aunt and uncle, along with half their neighbours.
Jenny has made a lovely fish pie for lunch, and Emma and her family come over after - the girls far more interested in their own pursuits than in royal ceremony.
Train to Wimbledon and then tube the rest of the way home. A little over an hour but successfully avoiding central London. Small amount of tension as we wonder whether we still have enough money on our oyster [travel] cards. Yes, it turns out when we touch out. But mine is down to £1.35. Potential fine for travelling on the tube without an adequate ticket £80. Brinksmanship but no drama this time.
And, re drama, there is the problem of over zealous policing re anti royalist protests. Well, return to normal levels of indignation tomorrow.
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