A Brief History of the House of Windsor

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Michael Paterson
is the author of
A Brief History of the Private Life of Elizabeth II
and
Private Life in Britain’s Stately Homes
, also published by Constable & Robinson.

 

 

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First published in the UK by Robinson,
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Copyright © Michael Paterson, 2013

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This book is dedicated to

PHIL AND ROSEMARY RIPLEY

to convey a lifetime’s love and gratitude
.

CONTENTS

Acknowledgements

Royal Wedding

Chapter 1   The House of Windsor, 1917–present

Chapter 2   George V, 1910–36

Chapter 3   Edward VIII, ‘David’, January–December 1936

Chapter 4   George VI, ‘Bertie’, 1936–52

Chapter 5   Elizabeth II, 1952–present

Chapter 6   Charles, Prince of Wales

Chapter 7   Prince William, Duke of Cambridge, ‘Wills’

Chapter 8   A Middle-class Monarchy

Epilogue

Index

 

 

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

I would like to thank several people for their time or trouble or interest with regard to this book. My wife Sarah has, with customary good grace, put up with the disturbance to our lives. Duncan Proudfoot and Becca Allen at Constable & Robinson have both shown a good deal more kindness and patience than I deserved. I have relied on my charming editor, Lynn Curtis, to make sense of the text. Her criticism has been very useful and her chatty emails a pleasure to receive. I would also like to thank two young friends: Yasmin and Adam al-Hassani, whose interest in the royal family spurred my efforts.

ROYAL WEDDING

‘The genius of an event like this is its simplicity. It’s simultaneously magnificent and very simple.’

Simon Schama, historian

April 2011

London is about to witness a national celebration that will – it is taken for granted – also be of interest globally. It will be followed with fascination, in some quarters even with hysteria, in countries all over the world. The audience will run into the tens of millions and the television rights will command a king’s ransom.

In the city all is in readiness. The flags and bunting are hung out, the souvenirs are in the shops, the bands and troops are rehearsed, the journey to Westminster Abbey has been timed to the second. The route has been scoured by anti-terrorist officers and the public chastened by the reminder that such a high-profile event provides a tempting opportunity for extremists.

On the day itself the crowds, blessed on this occasion by unseasonable, summer weather, have slept in the parks and on
kerbsides, or have caught trains at hideous hours of the morning to ensure that they will see something. In a televisual age it goes without saying that the whole event can be more comfortably, and more comprehensively, enjoyed by those who have stayed at home. Such is the magnetic pull of atmosphere, however, that the desire to ‘be there’ has driven many thousands to the pavements of Westminster and St James’s. There they will endure long hours of boredom and discomfort for the sake of the few minutes’ excitement they will experience. It is obviously worth it, to judge by their swelling numbers.

The crowds wait, fortified with thermos coffee and by anecdotes swapped about similar events, or about the adventures experienced in getting here from Croydon, Rochdale, Toronto or Auckland. Vendors patrol up and down the crush-barriers with armfuls of little Union Jacks, calling their mantra: ‘WAVE yer flag!’ Where do these men go between such state occasions? One only sees them here.

Somehow the interminable hours will pass, the anticipation and excitement will increase. Eventually there will be cheering in the distance, swiftly coming closer. The noise will swell into genuine, spontaneous delight and the flags will be waved with impressive vigour. There will be the slow purr of a car engine or the swift clip-clop of carriage horses. Though the principal participants – the bride and groom, the queen and the Duke of Edinburgh – will be immediately obvious, many others will not be recognized until their vehicle has passed. People will ask: ‘Who was that? Who did we just see? Was that Beatrice and Eugenie? Which was which?’

In the Abbey itself there are television cameras everywhere. Can it really have been within living memory – the time of the queen’s own wedding and then her coronation – that there was reluctance to allow filming of the ceremonies, or even their broadcasting on radio? The arguments that these are either private family occasions or religious services too holy to be treated as public entertainment have been decisively lost. Now it is entirely expected that the viewing public
will see the occasion from start to finish. This even includes the empty moments before the service begins, as the congregation arrives. Men dressed in suits or uniforms or tailcoats wander in, sit down, gaze about them. Most are unknown to those watching at home, though a smattering of foreign royals will be recognized by those who read the glossy social magazines. Here is Prince Albert of Monaco, there is Haakon Magnus, Crown Prince of Norway, over there is what’s-her-name from somewhere else. The faces are known although the names and even the countries are not. In attendance, too, are the usual celebrities, picked out by the cameras as they sit and fidget. No state occasion seems to be complete without their over-familiar faces appearing somewhere in the background, a blurring of the boundary between ceremonial and entertainment. The royals arrive, the men mostly in uniform. Where does this notion come from that they dress to attend a wedding as if they were going to a war? Nevertheless, the splendour of scarlet and blue and gold adds considerably to the look of the occasion. This is one of those rare moments when it is the costume of the men and not of the women that most impresses.

There are reportedly not so many of the Great and Good – if that term can be applied to official guests – as might be expected. The couple allegedly chose the attendees largely themselves, so protocol has been kept to a minimum. Such was the level of worldwide interest that the public has heard the story of a Mexican woman, apparently obsessed with Britain’s royal family, so determined to attend the wedding that she has gone on hunger strike. If her plight fails to move the Palace into issuing her with an invitation, she has let it be known that for her to be given one would go some way to erasing a recent insult to her country that was broadcast on a British television programme. The British Ambassador has presumably been asked to tell her, as gently as possible, that this is not the basis on which wedding guests are chosen. If she got away with it, imagine the
scale of self-inflicted harm that might result on future occasions. Populism can only go so far. But it is ironic that those who stand in the very shadow of the Abbey will, unless they are within sight and sound of one of the big screens that relay the service, see far less of what goes on than the woman watching in Mexico.

Why is there such interest in this occasion? Other countries have royal families too, and these are often filled with people who are attractive, charismatic and interesting, yet lack the same widespread appeal. In 2002 the Crown Prince of the Netherlands, Willem Alexander, was married in Amsterdam to a charming and beautiful young Argentinian woman. Interest within the country itself was immense, but scarcely a ripple reached the wider world. Two years later Felipe, son of Spain’s King Juan Carlos, married in Madrid. The television audience was huge . . . within the Hispanic world. The occasion made little impact elsewhere. Each groom was heir to a throne, his marriage a matter of national interest. In both cases the brides were middle-class women, sharing with Kate Middleton a comfortable background and an unfamiliarity with court protocol. They represented, in other words, the same fairy tale come true as she did. Yet no one, as far as is known, went on hunger strike in the hope of being invited to these weddings.

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