Like most people I heard about the death of Queen Elizabeth II early on Thursday evening, 8th September 2022. I had already heard that she was under medical supervision, and then heard that her family. were going to Balmoral where she had been for most of the summer.
I didn’t have the television on once I got home and didn’t realise that she had died until we read about it online early in the evening. I wasn’t totally surprised, but I didn’t expect her demise to be so soon.
Today, Friday, the 9th September, it’s taking time to get used to it all. Referring to King Charles instead of Prince Charles; His Majesty instead of Her Majesty; God Save the King, instead of God Save the Queen.
This afternoon, as I type this sitting in my local pub, I’m noticing that everyone seems to be going on as normal as though nothing has happened. I know that the world still turns and we have to get on with life, but I’m surely not the only one that feels rather sombre and solemn today?
At least the pub has the news channel on and not the sports ones that are normally on. I do feel that we need to have a time of mourning and reflection. Even if you’re not a royalist, I think the Queen has held together the continuity as a nation over the past 70 years.
God Save The King!