After much doubt and hesitation over whether the Queen would be well enough to attend the Service of Thanksgiving for her husband the Duke of Edinburgh today, she arrived.
A tiny figure in green emerging through a side entrance, midway through the first hymn. There were audible whispers as to whether she was actually en route.
This was the closest she could get to sneaking in. Like her late husband, she isn’t much for fuss, and today she needed to make that difficult walk, with her mobility worsened, as unseen as it is possible for a Queen in an Abbey to be.
