How sad to be watching the funeral of HRH Prince Philip but what a splendid event it was especially considering the restrictions that the current Covid pandemic had put on proceedings.
The whole thing was class from the word go with the Military bands marching into position in Windsor Castle and then playing some of the most wonderful pieces of music all chosen by the Duke himself.
Starting with three of my personal favourites, firstly the hymn, I vow to thee my country followed by Jerusalem and then Nimrod from Elgar’s Enigma Variations, I wouldn’t have thought there was a dry eye in the house as they say, I know there was a tear in mine.
How wonderful to see the coffin with his sword, military cap and a wreath of white roses and lilies on the back of a converted Land Rover, once again Prince Philip’s idea followed by his children walking behind and lastly Her Majesty the Queen in the Royal Bentley, sadly now both vehicle manufacturers foreign owned but still British icons.
The cortege stopped outside St George’s Chapel for one minutes silence before Prince Philip’s coffin was carried into the Chapel being piped aboard by members of the Royal Navy on bosun’s whistles.
The Dean of Windsor took precedence over the Archbishop of Canterbury for the service, once again marked by the splendid music chosen, the first hymn being “Eternal father, strong to save,” better known I suspect as, “for those in peril on the sea,” another influence by Prince Philip.
There were very few shots of the Queen during the service but after a rather moving bugle rendition of the last post and the Royal Navy’s call to action, the service finished with a lone piper slowly marching through the Chapel door as the final cords of his lament gradually faded.
What a wonderful send off for a rather splendid man which leaves me to post my own small tribute although I have no recollection of where the expression came from, I imagine it may be Cockney slang in the first instance.
HRH Prince Philip, The Duke of Edinburgh; “Diamond Geezer.”
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I am a retired actor, although to be honest I only retired because I wasn't getting any work due to losing my agent when I became a full time carer to my mother who had dementia. and the option of becoming an unemployed actor/waiter at my age was ludicrous, especially as my waiting skills are non-existent.
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I can only agree. I must be getting sentimental in my golden oldie years. I watched it twice yesterday as in the afternoon I was busy cooking the evening meal and so I could relax in the even with my eldest son in my Swiss living room and watch it in comfort. It was done very well. And speaking as a cockney from Bethnal Green, I suppose we would call him a diamond geezer
If not a Diamond Geezer he certainly was a most splendid chap, or perhaps even both.
It was a beautiful service, from the moment the military processions arrived to the very last mourner moving out of sight.
It will not be the same without him. Thank you for writing this, Joe.
It certainly won’t be the same without him, Lord only knows what it will be like when the Queen dies, that will be an even bigger shock,