I was 9 years old at the time. I can remember when the king died and I complained about the solemn music that was on the radio. I wanted to play Radio Luxemburg which had pop music. My mother snapped "The king's dead. Have some respect."
My main memory of that summer (1953) was of all the street parties I went to and compiling a "Royal Family" album in a beautiful silver scrapbook which my grandmother bought me for the purpose.
Good Morning Friday 7th August 2026

