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Show . - .... ? t ' fy. yy y: yy -,. . Z Abbey by herself, she lost her place in the service, and no one had the right to s'ep forward and help her find it. SIX GIRLS w.th 12 surnames between them the Ma:ds of Honour all had the same dresses the same polished hair-do's all the same length, the same studied walk, the same head-dress of golden corn. And ye: one was so different. For her hair was just a bit better-cut. her face just a bit be-.ier made up. her pearls a bit closer round her throat and she had the hint of a wink in her eye l.adv June Vane-Tempest-Stewart. TO? marks among the m en go to Sir Winston for timing his exit to his carriage, wailing uni.il there was no one in front of him and delightedly giving the crowds a good 1 award view of him in his my la i est, hat. a vast, black velvet pan- prizes cake with a billow- ins .white plume. A mention to the Countess of Airlie for wearing her wedding dress, which she cannot now do up at the back, as a sort of dickey under her robes. Consolation prize to the Duchess of Sutherland because although her best jewels were siolen the night before she was still one of the prettiest duchesses. LADY JANE A hint, oj a wink. placards on Sir Adrian Boult's conductor's desk. One was labelled " STOP " and the other ' EAT.- AND then there were tne shapely calves of Randolph Churchill In black silk stockings. . . The Lord Chancellor looking like the King of Spades in a pack of cards with a coronet on top of his wig. . . . Lord Wnoltnn's utility coronet with no chasing and very few baubles . . . The six Maids of Honour dressed in self-effacing while without any sparkle so they " melted in the I background. ... Little Photographers in . , . liitle " black holes boy in of Calcutta." wiping white si earn from the I window. . . . Prince Charles, a pink little boy dressed in white only just showing above ihe rim of the royal box until they brought him a stool, asking IT was a woman's day all right after all. Ma-eniflcenre walked Into the Abbey with the five royal ladies. Without them it looked like the stalls on a first night waiting for curtain-up. Only a woman of poise could have navigaied those four steps to her throne wearing four dresses one on lop of ihe oihcr fhrr it;hilr embroidered dre.s.s. a wfntc cloth dress, a tunic ol rjold and a inassiir embroidered clonk) . . . wearing a 7-lb. crown on her close-cut hair, a scepnv in each hand, so she could neither lift, her skirt nor bend her head to walrh her step. Only a woman of poise would pa: her hair so carefully and naturally when the heavy crown was taken otT. Only a Queen would give that odd impression of being a 111 lie walking doll, moving automatically automati-cally in a clockwork pal torn, coni inually being robed and disrobed dis-robed in pretty gowns. FOR MY MONEY the siar of the day apart from the. Queen was a woman. In she came glittering from top to toe, diamonds everywhere, a two-foot hem of solid gold on her open dress the Queen Mother playing second lead as I beautifully as she Star In played first. .... On she came up gutter the aisle with a bow of gold here to Prince Bernhard. a bow there to the row of ambassadors, and up those tricky steps with no looking down like the Duke of Gloucester no half turn to check on her train like the Duchess of Kent, no hesitation at the top like Princess Margaret, no nervous nods of her head like Princess Mary. She is die only woman I ever saw who can always slow up naturally for a camera. APART from the grand scene it was the patchwork of small events the human being inside the svmbol, the unexpected un-expected incident, which gets lost in the sweep of the grand event that made my day. Here, from three' ' angles, is my 3-D I report on the A swig Abbev. . . . Princess , George of Greece Trom a taking a swig out of bottle.. Prince licrlil of I Sweden's bottle but it may have been coffee, not brandy. . . . The Duke of Edinburgh's cloak so much newer and more crimson than the others and the kiss he gave the Queen when he paid homage and the suspicion of a smile she gave htm. . . . The two orders-to-the-orchestra on THE colour surprised me inside the Abbey, for it was not cold medieval - grey but a warm, brilliant gold. There were gold chandeliers, gold plate, gold carpet, and the brilliant gold light from the arc-lamps. The silence surprised sur-prised me because I there is always All so music in films of the Coronation, but very i in fact most of the odd . . . ceremonial takes place silently on a thick pile carpet. The peers' homage surprised me because it was designed for the days when a peer laid a" county and 10.000 men at the Queen's feet and it is not so Impressive when you remember so many of them how live in two rooms in the west wing. The peers' bar surprised me because thev charged 15s. for fruit cup and tomato sandwiches sand-wiches no champagne. But the most surprising sight of all was Mr. R. A. Butler, Chancellor of the Exchequer, in glorious Privy Council robes, having great difficulty in cashing cash-ing a cheque to buv some champagne at the M.P.s' buffet. WHITE SATIN Hith boat-shaped boat-shaped veeklmes and no sleeves, the bodice and back of the skirt, embroidered with sparkling golden wheat-stems. ' 11 1 "mMHJ!"M, r : ' " i " questions of his grand mother all the time and shaking hands so politely with his aunts when he had to leave. . . . P r i n c ess Andrew of Greece (Philip's niotlien, an unusual figure among all that colour, for she was dressed from head to. Trincess Andrew foot in grey null's robes without a jewel. . . . And M.dik, Russian Ambassador, Ambas-sador, in the best seat of all. never sm.:mg but not frowning rnpHE ACUTE lone-1 lone-1 liness of being Queen -11 was brought home by one smal. incident. Kneeling in the centre of the |