A Right Royal Occasion

“Are you descendants?” asked the overly enthusiastic lady as we stepped out of our car, onto the tarmac. We were momentarily thrown.
Descendants? Well we are certainly descendants of someone but we guessed the lady to be referring to persons more specific.
We were heading to The Re-dedication of HMS Alliance at the Royal Navy Submarine Museum, in Gosport, by special invitation.
HRH The Duke of Cambridge, Prince William, was to be guest of honour. We had been invited because we had, some time before, donated a sum of money to the project which went on to raise £7m with the help of a lottery grant. HRH Prince William is Patron of the Conservation appeal. Our neighbour, Sir Tim McClement KCB OBE, happens to be Chairman of the Submarine Museum.
We were looking forward to the occasion, which was also commemorating the roles of the crews of two other World War Two submarines, the AE1 and the AE2, to be represented by an Australian contingent.
Normally, my week consists of walking the dog, writing, proofing a few projects, spending time with the grandchildren and carrying out the usual chores. This invitation provided an interesting addition to my timetable.
The sun shone, the wind was gusting but it was fairly warm all things considered. This was lucky since I had opted for a summer wardrobe of dress and jacket and sandals. (Our recent week’s holiday in Spain, means I officially recognise summer now, even when the British climate does not).
The lady who had accosted us, was waiting for our response.
Descendants? We assumed she must be referring to those who had manned the submarines.
“Er no,” we smiled. She looked a little disappointed but appeared to be waiting for our reason for being here.
“I made a donation to the project,” Dave said by way of explanation, eventually.
“Ah, you are a local businessman!” she seemed pleased to have placed us in a category.
“Well, I am but the donation was a personal one,” Dave explained.
“Oh, thank you, how wonderful!” the lady enthused.
I was tempted to add that I was, loosely, a descendant of the Royal family, “on the wrong side of the blanket”, via the Duke of Buccleuch, according to family folklore, but I refrained from such bad manners.
We left her and walked between the lines of naval cadets and personnel who lined the route. HMS Alliance stood proud in all her glory, to our left.
We were given name badges at the desk. Dave’s name badge said, “Donor” (of money not organs) Mine said simply, “Guest”. (Should I pencil in the bit about the Duke of Buccleuch?…maybe not…bad taste.)
The Prince was flown in, and out again, by helicopter. Certain people were designated to meet him in person and chat informally. These included a group of Australians and some people sporting purple badges who had equally relevant connections. (My badge was white and so was Dave’s. No purple pen to hand unfortunately.)
We had to be content with occasional glimpses of HRH as he performed his duties but we were close enough to note how tall he is and had I remembered my camera, we may have obtained some good snaps. As it is, I have to rely on the photographs taken by the media. The event was widely covered by the press of course.
At some point, the sun disappeared, the sudden shower became a deluge and I had cause to regret not wearing something a little more robust but at least I was not the one climbing the gangway, surrounded by photographers, as the rain lashed down.
Watching the evening television news, one of our daughters asked if we could be seen in the film.
“No, but see the Prince and Tim going through those double doors? Well, we are just behind the doors,” I said. (Just knowing we were there must surely impress.)
I am sure HRH Prince William was mortified not to have met us but perhaps he will get another chance, who knows?
Meanwhile, we met some lovely people and were made to feel part of it all – an honour indeed!
(I forgot to take my camera so am linking to the reports from the BBC)
HRH Prince William at the Re-Dedication of HMS Alliance 12/05/14http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-hampshire-27370492

HRH Prince William and HMS Alliance

Other less Royal but equally enjoyable highlights since last I posted here, include a wonderful week’s holiday in Mijas, Spain, spent with eldest daughter and family

Mijas, Spain

Mijas, Spain


and an impromptu barbecue held on our return, at our youngest daughter’s home. Of course, our own William H.R.H is in the forefront of the photo below, in which all four grandsons are happily playing in the sun.

Bubble Fun

Playing in the sunshine!

Stop Press! Giggle post alert
Three year-old Leon has just come into the room as I type and supplied this month’s first giggle for me to post:
“Grandma, a ghost has just walked across your garden. Come and see!”
How could I resist? I followed him to the patio doors where the garden looked pretty still to me and not at all haunted. The light began to dawn.
“Was it an animal ghost?” I queried.
“Yes Grandma, an animal ghost. It went into that hedge. If you watch, it will come out in a minute, I think.”
We watched for some time but the ghost failed to reappear.
I am pretty sure that Leon thinks he has seen a goat. (I recall from our holiday that he muddled the word “goats” with “ghost”.) What he actually saw was probably a deer. The fence is down in part of the garden and it would not be unusual for a young deer or two to wander through the garden. A deer can look very like a goat to a three year old I am sure!

Thank you Leon for making me smile!

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  1. “On the wrong side of the blanket” – what a funny saying. Very Englishy, one might say if one were prone to making up words for such things (and one apparently is). Your grandson is sweet. Maybe he will one day see a goat, a ghost, and a deer all in the garden at the same time and will learn new things as he sorts it all out.

  2. The saying “On the wrong side of the blanket,” has been handed down to me from my grandmother I believe, Andrea. I think it is a charming way of putting it! Re. Leon, well, if I do see a ghost in the garden in the meantime, I will correct this post 🙂

  3. Great post Debbie, or should I say great ghost! In our region, they say, ‘on the wrong side of the tracks’ and I love the little one at the back in the picture, peeping to look at you, with eyes so full of love. And a ghost in the hedge! He’s going to be a writer, like gran…

    • Having spoken again to my daughter, it appears that Leon did mean Ghost and not Goat. Now I am wondering what he really did see! He certainly has the imagination to be a writer. Watch this space…

  4. patricia60

    I tweeted this post earlier and put it on FB, and it has gotten a number of likes. Today I am procrastinating writing a paid post about salad for a company newsletter….Your pictures are so nice and I think many of us have a fascination with Royal things..
    I love the ghost story and those cuties all at play and checking out the photographer – how sweet is that?

    My goal is to read at least 200 books this year and I just finished number 67 so I am well on my way. If it weren’t a challenge I set for myself I think I would cut down…well July and August will naturally have a cut for summer; I will proceed to read some on the books I chose to read in my personal stack on the floor!

    Lovely telling here…

    • How lovely of you to FB my blog. Thank you Patricia. Personal challenges are great when they are achievable – yours seems to be for you, though 200 books in a year is daunting to me. Enjoy your July/August break 🙂

  5. Lovely post! I had a good giggle about the ghost 🙂 x

      • Oh heck, I’m trigger happy tonight and submitted my post before I’d finished. I’m catching up at the eleventh hour before my holiday. Perhaps you should send HRH the link to this post in the interest of finding out who is on the other side of the blanket.

        • Thank you John and don’t worry, the same happens to me all the time. Hope you have a good holiday and find some time to write. As for HRH – I am not sure he would be as curious as I am. Haha!

    • Glad to have made you giggle Teresa though now I am slightly confused as Leon insists it was a ghost and not a goat. I still believe the latter 😉

  6. Hi Debbie .. what a great treat to be able to attend a Re-dedication .. and it must have been a memorable day … I reckon will William Jnr will grow ‘n grow to HRH’s size .. he is tall isn’t he .. mind you Grandpa is …

    I wanted you to write on the outside of your label ‘please turn over’ … where the words would appear ‘I am descended from the great Duke of Buccleuch – but you’ll have to find out how …’

    Delightful story though and I’m glad the weather we manageable .. sounds like your Spanish holiday was fun .. and being home with grandsons – lovely to see the photos ..

    Cheers Hilary

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