Put out the flags
FROM John O’Groats to Land’s End, from Belfast to Bath, Carmarthen to Tunbridge Wells, in cities and remote hamlets, kitchen tables are strewn with scraps of colourful material and trays of scones, glue, scissors and cardboard, fruitcake and foliage. These feverish preparations, of bunting, baking and bell-ringing, are all part of a national outpouring of love for a monarch who has been a reassuring constant in the life of everyone aged under 96. The Platinum Jubilee celebrations are for all, from village church choirs practising anthems to soldiers buffing up their boots for Trooping the Colour (page 164), from bakers of sponge cakes and arrangers of flowers to nervous racehorse trainers in charge of expensive Derby runners. In Chelsea, London, there is an ‘Eggs of an Era’ exhibition, a trail of…