Monday 12th September
|255/365: the last one from the bouquet, one of the lilies|
It looks like it'll be another day glued to the TV to follow the latest events ... the King's visit to the Palace of Westminster where he'll receive a Motion of Condolence and address both Houses of Parliament, and then the service for the Queen at St Giles Cathedral in Edinburgh and a visit to the Scottish Parliament.
I'll have plenty of time to catch up with things after the 19th, so am not too worried that I've let everything else go. It is, I hope, a once in a lifetime event for me although I have watched a State Funeral before when Sir Winston Churchill died in 1965. The rest of it is all new to me though and, while I am watching the events marking the end of the Queen's life and will be saying goodbye to her in my own way, I am particularly fascinated by all the ceremonies related to the new King's accession to the throne ... I read about them years ago, but to actually see them playing out is a wonderful experience and a real link with the past.
My sister contacted me yesterday to see how I was and said that they were all feeling as weepy as I am. The slightest thing seems to set me off! Are you all feeling the same?