Any illusions, any fancies, any residue of delusions about the reality of royal life were officially put paid to on June 14, 2018.
That’s when the freshly-installed Duchess of Sussex, resplendent in couture, accompanied Her late Majesty in grand style, arriving via the grand royal train to … open a bridge.
A bridge. Who needs an envelope when you have a nice bit of newly laid asphalt to open?
The 9-to-5 (or the say, 1030ish-to-just-after-lunch-when-it’s-time-for-a-kip) of the working royal family is far from glamorous, a fact that Prince William reminded us of this week from a nondescript bit of park in suburban Surrey.
There the next King of Great Britain and Northern Ireland stood on a bit of grass, behind a low-quality trestle table, to join a few school kids to mess about with pond water.
