Procession in the Rain
In 1953 I was on National Service, stationed in Cambridge. We had
When the royal coach came by, it was an anti-climax: the heavens opened even wider and the Queen and Duke passed in a complete blur. Glasses-wearers were especially disadvantaged.
So the clearest memory for me is of another Queen: Salote (Charlotte) of Tonga. The rain eased a little and there was this giant of a woman, in an open carriage, beaming at the crowd and waving her bare arms as hard as she could, while the people roared their appreciation. We were both loyal Britons and honorary Tongans that day.