With the King’s
coronation dominating the news at the moment, I thought it was time to recall
the previous coronation.
My mother was in
England at the time, on the obligatory working holiday, and I grew up with
stories about that time. As well as the poverty of the East End at the time,
and the “Great Smog”, the subjects of her reminiscences included the
coronation.
She had a seat in a
stand along the procession route that allowed her to watch the proceedings. It
rained heavily on and off during that day and she recalled feeling very sorry
for the poor policemen who had to put their raincoats on, then take them off
and roll them up, then get them out again and put them on, then take them off
and so on. Like everyone who was there, the Queen of Tonga waving to the crowd as
if the crowd had gathered just to see her was a favourite memory.
When cleaning out
my father’s house back in 2020 a box of letters came to light. They were the
letters she had sent back to her parents while she was away.
I searched for the
letters covering the period of the coronation to see what she had to say.
31.6.53
I left you in my last letter having
just returned from Paris. We arrived back to find the whole of London agog with
coronation fever. In the short time that we had been away London had been
transformed. Never before in history has London been such a blaze of colour -
nor could you ever imagine the seething mass of people. Travelling unless you
have all day to spare is a virtual impossibility.
On Saturday afternoon last week
Denys drove his mother … & I [sic] around the coronation route. Doubtless
you have seen pictures in the Sydney papers which give you a better idea of
what the decorations are like than any word picture I could paint.
Although I failed to gain a seat in the ballot [in the stands to watch the procession] I was lucky because, either
due to the fact that Australia House was given a larger allocation of seats than
they anticipated, or perhaps quite a few people made alternative arrangements, they
had a number over & consequently as so often happens by going in during the
week I got a seat in Piccadilly. Of course it cost £4 but I'm sure that I would
have never seen otherwise & I should imagine there will not be another
coronation in my lifetime.
Seat or no seat we have to be in position
by about 6.30 am with about a 9 hour wait ahead of us before we see anything. In my next letter I'll tell you whether
it was worth it or not.
Her comment about
not seeing another coronation in her life time stood out to me, because she was
two years younger than the Queen. Yet her prediction about not seeing another coronation was correct, as she
predeceased the Queen by eighteen years.
Her next letter was
started as she waited for the proceedings to start.
Stand No 24
(near Green Park)
Piccadilly
2.06.53
Dear Mum & Dad
Well it is now 8.15 am & for the
last hour and a half I have been in my position in the stand. The ease with
which I arrived here was fantastic. I was laughingly escorted part of the way
by Arthur & Denys albeit a trifle sleepy having been up since 4.30. I
nevertheless managed to stagger here armed with food & a thermos capped by
chocolates & a bottle of wine a present from the boys…
The crowd is extremely orderly &
good natured & although we face a seven hour wait before the procession
proper already there seems to be a hushed air of expectancy. Amplifiers [sic]
have been placed at convenient points all along the route & the B.B.C. is
doing a magnificent job keeping up the spirits of a somewhat frozen crowd.
Anything that passes is greeted with cheers. Earlier two coaches passed
obviously carrying Abbey guests & a brave gentlemen on a push bike merrily
lifted his hat to the crowd as he pedalled along followed by cheers. The troops
have started to line the route & the police are practically shoulder to
shoulder along both sides of the Road. Never before have I seen so many
policemen.
4.6.53 [same letter]
I was unable to continue this letter
on the spot as I would have like to have done as soon after I had written that
much the rain started to come down & unfortunately as you know continued
most the day so that really by about 1.30 everyone (or at least I was) was very
cold & miserable & rather subdued.
The whole ceremony was broadcast to
us & one of the things which impressed me most of all was the almost
reverent silence of the crowd during the whole of the service. You could have
practically heard a pin drop. It seems hard to believe that so many people
crowded together could make so little noise. The B.B.C. really rose to the
occasion & the reception of the ceremony was excellent.
I had a very good view of all the
procession. The Pageantry was really unforgettable & you will see it all on
the films so I won’t even attempt to describe it in detail.
Everyone around me agreed that
Winston Churchill & the Queen of the Tongas rather stole the show &
they are great showmen.
Well later on this week I'll write
& tell you about my hectic doings that evening.
As promised, her
next letter detailed her activities that evening.
7.6.53
Coronation Issue No 2
Dear Mum & Dad,
I left you in the last letter after
the procession had passed us & after that I wended my somewhat weary way
towards the party. I might add I had only about two hundred yards to go but it
took me nearly an hour & a half. After a couple of drinks and a short rest
in a comfortable armchair I revived somewhat…
We then had a buffet tea &
watched the ceremony re-televised. After that we all climbed onto the roof
& watched the fireworks & had a marvellous view of London by
floodlight. Somehow or other we managed to have the strength then to go on to
Le Petit Club Français where we danced amongst Bohemian people till about 2
o'clock.
Finding it extremely difficult to
get a taxi we wandered along Piccadilly & saw the tail end of the
merrymaking in the streets. It was 3.30 before I fell into bed…
The Coronation had been the focal
point for everyone's plans for so long that for rest of last week everyone in
London seemed very flat - a sort of anticlimax.
I realise that her
letters were written on an air letter, so she had limited space to write, but I
was surprised that she didn’t mention her impressions of the gold state coach
(which, to me, looks like something out of Cinderella), or the length of the procession
(it was supposed to have taken 45 minutes to pass a single point), or the large
number of representatives of the armed forces of the Commonwealth countries. I was also surprised, given her comment about Winston Churchill in her letter, that she'd never mentioned it to me.
I know that money was
tight when she was living in London, but I am also surprised that she never
brought back any coronation souvenirs, apart from a couple of postcards that
are in her photo album. The album also contained a couple of photos she took on
the day, which I have reproduced here. She did bring back the newspapers of the
day, which I remember seeing, but by the time the house was cleared my father
had thrown them out.
I wonder what my impressions of this coronation will be, albeit seen on TV not from Piccadilly.