diamond jubilee queen
I had written irreverently about a drunken Haida Indian in the Queen Charlotte's stealing the show by staggering and weaving on the red carpet, much to the amusement of Prince Philip who nudged the Queen to take note. The article was not appreciated. I think I became the first Royal Tour media honcho not to get a set of cufflinks in gratitude for loyal press leadership. I apparently set a poor example.
The train had stopped right in the middle of the road and the crowd went crazy as she emerged. To our amazement, she walked down the metal stairs and approached the crowd -- right at the spot where we stood. "Well, aren't you a fine young man," she offered graciously.
Recent polls show four out of five Britons respect her, support her and want their country to remain a monarchy. To many, she's one of the last living symbols of British wartime valour, and the embodiment of the nation's resolute defiance of German bombers during the Blitz.
As Minister Moore is insisting we spend this week reveling in memories of Elizabeth II's six decades on the throne, it's worthwhile to recall just how just magnificently little of note or substance this woman has actually done with the office she's held for so very long.