Imperial Crown is placed on Edward VII to shouts from peers of 'God save the King', August 1902
The modern monarchy was transformed by the sewage of Scarborough
In December 1871, Queen Victoria’s eldest son Prince Edward caught typhoid fever at a party in Scarborough. [The town was reported to have a very bad problem with sewage]. Typhoid had killed his father Albert 10 years before. Edward survived.
So in February 1872, much against the queen’s wishes, Prime Minister William Gladstone insisted on a public thanksgiving in St Paul’s Cathedral. A procession of nine carriages was cheered by orderly crowds. Some representatives even from working men’s organisations were invited. It all went down very well with the public though the press complained that anywhere else in Europe, nine carriages would have been regarded as pitifully few. But it turned out to set a precedent for a new kind of public royal spectacular that has continued ever since.
Preparations for Edward VII’s coronation in 1902 were more elaborate but still characteristically chaotic. The supervising earl, the Earl Marshal, always a Duke of Norfolk, had organised a Court of Claims. It was a special court with a long history where people, mostly peers of the realm, paid lawyers to state their claim that hereditarily, they had the right to present the king’s great spurs, or the king’s gold spurs; or to carry the first sword, or the second, or even the great sword; or to hold the crystal mace, or the sceptre with the dove; or to offer the kings’ gold cup, or his cap, or his basin and towel, or to provide his right glove. (Apparently the aristos are up to this again ahead of Charles III's coronation).
What few rehearsals Norfolk had managed to arrange, had been completely useless. Nobody had any idea where to process or what bit of arcane paraphernalia they were supposed to be holding or presenting or where [let alone why.] Only a miracle would save the whole thing from being a farce.
And then…. up at Buckingham Palace they grabbed the king and pinned him down, flailing and shouting, on the billiard table. One of the men many people suspected to have been Jack the Ripper was getting his knives out and was preparing to slice into the old man.
Actually Sir Frederick Treves was the royal physician. Edward VII had gone down with acute appendicitis and an operation was the only way to save his life. Always supposing he survived, his coronation would have to be postponed. A sigh of relief all round.
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