If there was anyone qualified to talk about being Royal, I suppose that would be me, being a Brit and growing up with Queen Elizabeth on the throne of the United Kingdom, apparently even overtaking Queen Victoria’s years. I was never really a fan of the royal family. They did not have to wait for their hospital operations for weeks, or even months, they were treated immediately: no national health service involved there. Some of the older members of my family did not even survive to get an operation.
My dad fought for King and country in the second world war for five years, not because he really wanted to, but because he was ordered to. Dad was never a fan of the royal family until the day when he became 100 years old. Of course this was something special. He was then living in a care home. He had his own appartment there and there were carers that looked after his needs, the washing, cleaning, ironing and personal hygiene: for me and dad, they were the real royals.
One day the lady in charge found he should get his telegram from the Queen on his birthday which all centenarians were entitled to in England. Naturally the Queen did not know about my dad and so you have to make an application, which they did at the care home. When the great day came, I was naturally also there. I flew over from Switzerland on my annual visit, not wanting to miss the great occasion of dad becoming 100 years old.
The card arrived by telegram.
As said, dad was not a royalist, but he was impressed that the Queen thought of him on his 100th birthday. This card was on his side table, but every five minutes he picked it up and had another look and he mentioned “that the Queen would think of him on his birthday” not realising that it was his right to have a birthday card from the Queen when he became 100 years old, even if you have to remind her.
This is the inside wording of the card, but I am not sure if it is really an original signature or sort of photocopied onto the card. Dad would not know as photocopies and such were not something that existed in his 100 year old world. He saw the signature and knew that the queen had sat down at her desk and signed especially for him.
This was now three years ago, he became 100 years old on 24th Sepbember 2015. He passed away a year later and the card is now in my possession as his only child.