These newly found images just make me feel really, really old.
I had to explain to Domino that the box thing on that red cloth was a TV, with a large knob that clunked between three grainy channels. But these behind-the-scenes moments bring that day back, Charles marrying Diana as the world watched.
Here I am, the awkward 11-year-old bridesmaid with a bad haircut.
I remember clearly the sight of Diana getting ready, jeans below, tiara up top, sitting having her hair done as beside her we were squashed into our frilly silk dresses, the smell of her tea rose fragrance, our handmade silk shoes pinching, the King of Tonga passing sweeties down the aisle to me as I perched uncomfortably on a red velvet stool inside that great Cathedral. The crowds roaring outside in excitement, as the biggest gathering of crowned European heads, British royalty, and the aristocracy kept a stiff upper lip inside.
The bells of St. Paul’s rang out as the newly married Prince and Princess departed in a golden horse drawn state coach, for the private family lunch inside the palace, where these photos were taken and the photographer, Patrick Lichfield, kept us all in order by using a whistle!
These images remind me that our monarchy stands for continuity. Political parties come in and out of power but our great monarchy is immovable. It is our great stabilizing influence.
(Images: RR Auction/Lord Lichfield)