When I was a kid I remember being forced to stand out beside the road from the airport as a car alleged to contain the Queen of England whistled past. It must have been quite a sight. Thousands of small children and their teachers standing in ditches, fighting sunburn and waving small flags while holding up signs saying things like "Kia Ora Queenie."
I don't think she read them.
How things have changed. Now, when the Queen's son shows up, only ten people manage to make it to the airport, and a reporter has to make some signs up to make it look like anyone cared. And when the poor chap finally got to his home for the night, which happens to be next door, he had Dave Dobbyn inflicted on him.
It almost makes you feel sorry for the chap.
Still, at least his neighbours tried to make him feel at home by flying his family flag (right)*. You have to make a Saxe-Coburg Gotha feel welcome, don’t you?
* Yes, that’s an Imperial German flag up there. Up until 1917 today’s Windsors revelled in the surname Saxe-Coburg Gotha—making them about as German as a pickelhaube. Their German name came from Victoria’s husband, Albert. Their new English name came from one of their castles.