It was an astonishing jubilee weekend, marred only by the unexpected poor health of Prince Philip. One wonders, with hindsight, how an elderly couple could have been expected to stand for four hours, especially during the wind and rain; us lesser mortals would certainly have found it too much.

I was fortunate to be by the river for the pageant – second row from the front after taking our place just after 10am. The front row went to seasoned royal revellers who arrived from 7 am with their fold-up seats, fishing brollies and their camping gear, and surely deserved their prime location for such devotion. It was wonderful to see so many smiling faces walk by, hundreds and thousands of excited supporters who wanted to witness this historic moment, the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee celebrations.

The atmosphere was tremendous as the crowds whooped and cheered, loving the musical boats, but then scattering as the downpour suddenly began and the heavens opened. Nobody seemed to mind too much – after all, it was expected, albeit earlier in the day. The main frustration was trying to get across bridges which were closed, and having to unnecessarily detour while we were soaking wet in search of warmth and shelter.

The icing on the cake was going to the concert at the palace last night, watching it on one of the screens from one of the many nearby vantage points. What a sensational jubilee weekend, and the chances are we will never live through such an historic occasion again.

To remind us of the momentous changes over the last two generations from when the second Elizabethan age began, these are some other events which happened in 1952: