London was at the heart of the Queen's Diamond Jubilee celebrations and she (London, not Her Majesty, obviously) didn't disappoint.
The British people reclaimed the Union Jack from the far Right.
The only dampener, if we don't count the weather, was Prince Philip having to go in to hospital.
~ River Pageant ~
~ Jubilee Concert ~
~ Jubilee Beacon on the Church tower at the end of our road ~
~ Thanksgiving Service ~
~ acknowledging the crowds~
The Palace balcony looks decidedly empty with just the 'principals' thereSian posted earlier today about the Jubilee in 1977 and the Jubilee now. It's a great post and got me thinking ...
Then: we had a street party, where two adjoining roads combined. Mrs G provided ham sandwiches, which made her posh. Mum had made jam sandwiches. There was orange squash to drink. I had just turned 9-years-old. There was me, my brother, sister and our 3 girl cousins in the gaggle of children. Our youngest cousin, a boy, had yet to be born. I know there are photos, but I don't have them.
Now: we had a tea party, using an 80 year old tea service for the very first time, we drank generously made Pimm's and decorated the garden.
, my great grandmother Elizabeth (1881-1951) received a Bible in honour of Queen Victoria's Golden Jubilee.
Then: we had this book.
And like Sian, some things are the same ...
Then: I had an A4 scrapbook with a red cover (and already titled the Silver Jubilee) with grey sugar paper pages, which I filled with newspaper and magazine articles.
Now: I still scrapbook ... and will scrapbook this blog post.