Until yesterday, my family and I hadn’t really been in the Jubilee spirit. Despite the impressive flotilla on the Thames the day before and all the street parties we were seeing on the news and in the papers, we seemed content to just let all the craziness pass us by. (Perhaps it’s because I have been writing endless articles about Jubilee celebrations on my work experience placement?)
But yesterday afternoon, we put up some bunting in the dining room and I baked some vanilla cupcakes with red, white and blue sprinkles on top, ready for our family coming over for dinner. After watching Murray beat Gasquet at Roland Garros, we settled down to eat and it wasn’t long before we were all captivated by the Jubilee Concert playing on the TV in the corner.
The absolute highlight for the family was Madness playing on the roof of Buckingham Palace, while a spectacular light show was projected onto the front of the building. It reminded me of Durham Lumieres at home and the projections on the side of the cathedral, but the Madness animations were, of course, far more humourous. By this point, we were all feeling very merry and were laughing, singing and dancing along.
Despite the fact that Gary Barlow tried to make ‘clearer’ and ‘ya’ rhyme, I think Sing is a pretty decent song and it was lovely to see all the musicians who had contributed to the record take to the stage to perform live. I think I’m even more partial to the song after Mr Barlow himself tweeted a link to a YouTube video of my Mum and her school kids singing the song as part of their Jubilee celebrations. And I have to say, the montage of footage from the Queen’s reign set to Beautiful Day by U2 brought a little tear to my eye.
I’m not so sure Queen Elizabeth would have enjoyed every aspect of the concert – I did think that Paul McCartney singing Live and Let Die was an odd choice, considering that the Duke of Edinburgh had been taken ill that afternoon – but all in all, it was a fantastic celebration of Britain and of the Commonwealth. As usual with these things, there are people writing today about the questionable outfits, the bad singers and the musicians that weren’t there but should have been, but all that doesn’t really matter to me. The whole thing was so very British, it made my family and I feel proud to be British and most importantly, we bloody loved it.
Featured image courtesy of Commonwealth Secretariat