Sarah Bradford

A heart of gold — and steel

issue 22 October 2005

By the morning of Tuesday 9 April 2002 some 200,000 people of all ages had filed past the lying in state of the coffin containing the mortal remains of Queen Elizabeth, the Queen Mother. By the time she died, aged 101, Queen Elizabeth was a figure as familiar in the national consciousness as Winston Churchill. This is the first full- length biography — and who better to write it than Hugo Vickers, whose fascinated gaze has been riveted on the royal family since he was a schoolboy at Eton?

Lady Elizabeth Bowes-Lyon, as she was when she married Albert, Duke of York, later King George VI, in 1923 was not initially enamoured of her royal prince, whom Harold Nicolson unkindly described as ‘just a snipe from the great Windsor marshes’. She was in love with a notorious heart-breaker, James Stuart, and, had she been given the opportunity, would probably have preferred to marry the glamorous heir to the throne, Edward, Prince of Wales, always known as David.

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