The Queen is dead, long live the King.
So, one glorious era ends, another begins.
Our new King has prepared for this role for many years and we all wish him well.
What more can be written about our beloved Queen that has not already been said.
The outpouring of grief, and the countless thousands of people standing and sleeping in the rain to pay their tribute, says it all.
As this article is published, Queen Elizabeth II will be lying in state at Westminster Hall.
All this reminds me just how critical the Royal Family is to our country.
The Queen was literally the lynchpin, seemingly indestructible, almost immortal, so long had she been a presence in our lives.
Her parting is a physical blow, with people commenting how it feels really personal.
Can you imagine this reaction in any other country in the world?
I can’t.
In many, citizens would be ordered to show their grief while, in others, presidents and the like never acquire this level of respect and affection.
I was fortunate and honoured to served Her Majesty for nine years in the army.
She was our ‘Boss’ and we loved her.
In 1985, the Queen and Queen Mother came to Wellington Barracks in London to present the Battalion with new colours.
What struck us all was how down to earth the Queen was.
And, as has been repeatedly noted in recent days; that smile.
On Monday, the nation will say its final farewell to a remarkable and dutiful lady and I have no doubt that many tears will be shed.
Rest in peace, your Majesty, and God save the King.
