'The Queen died peacefully at Balmoral this afternoon. The King and Queen Consort will remain at Balmoral this evening and return to London tomorrow.'
Those simple words imply such meaning. Our long-serving Queen of 70 years has died, and we have a new monarch, King Charles III.
I had been wondering what to write for the blog this week. Now, as I sit at the keyboard on a wet Thursday evening, the subject has chosen itself.
I feel immense sadness, as do Great Britain, The Realms and the Commonwealth. Normality in our world has stopped. For how long, we don't know; however, our nation's monarchy will carry on in the name of our new monarch, King Charles III.
Epitaphs have been showering into the TV studios as the rain has done for most of this sad day. The TV is full of sad news but also favoured memories.
I, like many, have fond memories of Her Majesty. As many of you know, I served twenty-five years in Her Majesties Royal Marines Band Service, and for a short time, I also served on Her Majesties Yacht Britannia. It was the culmination of a long-held dream to be a Musician in the Royal Marines and serve Her Majesty on HMY Britannia. I didn't get off to the most auspicious of starts, succumbing to the choppy waters of the channel, which also involved a black sack of brand new white tunics! I have many lovely memories, formal and personal, some that I have told people and some that only my closest family will have heard. I travelled the world in service of the Queen, and they are times that I will always treasure and hopefully never forget.
This evening, a simple announcement from the Royal Household signified the end of the 'Great Elizabethan' era with the death of Her Majesty and the immediate commencement of a new one in King Charles III. The institution of the monarchy will continue. Some would like to see the back of it, but many more wish it to continue. I have no doubt the transition to the new era will be seamless, and equally, I do not doubt that this new era will be very different.
In the cold light of Friday morning, people seem to be walking around, stunned as to what has happened. At midday, church bells tolled. In Honiton, it was somewhat weird. The church in the town and the church at the top of the hill tolled almost in time with each other. Later, our new King returned to Buckingham Palace, where he and The Queen Consort were greeted with much respect and love. It was wonderful to see him pass through the crowds shaking hands and welcoming kisses from others.
As the weekend continues, technology allows us to witness ceremonies previously never seen by the general public. These will seem strange and archaic pageants. They have, though, been part of our constitutional protocols for centuries. I'm sure witnessing these events will engender much healthy discussion over the coming days.
It has been a big week for this country, a new Prime Minister, a new government, the death of The Queen and the proclamation of a new King. Strange and fascinating times indeed.