“Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments”
Sounding rather like Jane Austen writing about a financially straitened mother who longs to see her daughter married, the Telegraph reported,
Austerity Britain was delirious at having something to celebrate. And Elizabeth and Philip, she just 21 and he 26, were an unbelievably glamorous couple, the wish-fulfilment of an exhausted nation.
A royal love-match was exactly what was needed to lift the economic gloom.
On 20 November 1947 the Princess was calm and radiant, the Duke of Edinburgh, fortified by a gin and tonic, was stalwart as a million people and a host of kings and queens watched their wedding in Westminster Abbey.
Lady Pamela, the daughter of Lord Mountbatten who brought them together, said, "They have a mutual understanding that's profound.”
A glare of publicity must be called an impediment to any marriage, but they, unlike some of their children, have carried it off with aplomb. Sixty years later, the two great-great-grandchildren of Queen Victoria are celebrating their diamond wedding anniversary.
Here Mark Steyn pays tribute to The Queen, and Libby Purves describes some of the contributions of the Duke of Edinburgh, who served in World War II and later was the first president of the World Wildlife Fund.
Sixty years ago, the bride and groom left for their honeymoon in Hampshire with the Princess’s corgi tucked into the foot-well. They had embarked on a long and unpredictable journey.