What were you doing when the Princess Elizabeth became Queen.

I was 4 and because it was raining I was allowed to ride the small tricycle I'd had for Christmas up and down the hall. I remember my Mum ssshing me and telling me to be quiet while she listened to the radio and it was the announcement about the King dying.

I had two small children and living in a small top floor flat with no bathroom.
I remember the funeral of her grandfather George fifth and I have hated the sound of bagpipes ever since.

I was nearly 6 when the king died but I do remember our curtains were closed in the sitting room. When I asked mum why they were closed she said the king had died and she was showing respect by keeping them closed. At school we had a special assembly where it announced to all the pupils we had a new Queen as the king had died, We went back to our classrooms in silence and not allowed out to play as the country and commonwealth were in mourning. I knew what it meant as my granddad had died in 1950 and recalled the word mourning and felt really sad that the Queen and her sister would probably be crying .

My parents hadn’t married yet

I was in my early teens and have vague memories of listening on the radio to the Coronation.
My family was never strongly royalist, but not anti. I don't think we had any celebrations We lived in an upstairs flat, with a cosy coal fire.

Trying to eat the paper crown I was wearing and dribbling. Bit like now really !

Was unfertilised egg also. So I have no memories of the event.

I was 6 and the whole school was assembled in the hall where the headmaster told us the King had died. I remember girls crying and I couldn't understand why, they didn't know him, he wasn't their relation.
On coronation day my Mum and I pushed my new sister aged just 6 weeks to the house of a friend with a tele. I found the ceremony extremely boring as the picture was very "snowy" and I spent most of the time in the garden! How I've changed! Can't get enough of historical events now.

I wasn't around in 1952 but made it into the world in 1953. Mum hoped I would be born on the day of the coronation, as she had heard that babies born on that day would get a free pram. (I suspect that it was just a rumour.) Anyway, I didn't turn up in time but was born quite a bit later, when all the excitement had passed.

On the day her father died my brother was one month old . On the day of her coronation I was 2 weeks old , we were taken to my grandparents house to watch the coronation on TV. Obviously I remember nothing about it . ?

I was at School, I think (or would have been going).

I was five and I remember the king dying, we were told at school that Princess Elizabeth would be Queen.

I was four, and remember solemn music playing on the radio. I asked my Mother why the usual programes weren't on, and she replied 'The King has died'. I remember the Coronation Party in the street the next year, and wearing a red white and blue dress.

I was nearly 7, and remember my aunty meeting me out of school and telling me that the King had died.
Also remember going to hear the Proclamation read by the church steps.

My parents didn't meet until after she became Queen.

I was 3. Don’t remember it at all. I was four when the coronation occurred and have a vague memory of being crammed into my grandmothers front room with the rest of the family to watch a tiny black and white tv. Suspect I was bored! No street parties where we lived, quite isolated by a busy A road.

My mother was only 18, I wasn't even a glint in her eye....

I wasn't even a twinkle in my parents eye at the time as they didn't meet until 1954. I was a 60s baby

BlueSky

Blossoming

I wasn’t even a twinkle in my dad’s eye.

Love that expression Blossoming!

So do I BlueSky. I think I may have been “that” twinkle Blossoming - I was born 7th November 1952 and she had ascended to the throne on 6th February! ?

I was living in Market Weighton, loving my junior school and thought nothng of the 3/4 mile walk to school from home.My mind rather mixes occasions, but I remember the headmaster talking to us about the princess becoming queen, and maps with kenya on etc to show us where she was. The actual coronation I can see very clearly in my mins eye. My mother was a very good dressmaker and made all our clothes, so my siser and I had dresses with red , white and bule think they were stripes or could have been checks but they had a big white collar on them and looked quite good on us both. My hair was a real auburn not the pale ginger but that deep brnished colour and I have hazel eyes. My sister had long blonde hair and blue eyes. so we were dressed up in these clothes and my parents had bought a tv I think they had talked about getting one but the coronation shoved them into getting it quickly. so our lounge was packed with family and friends watching this tiny tv, with the older people sitting on the chairs and settee and we children sitting on the floor. Then a bit later there were trestle tables placed down the street and all with good covers on and decorated with flowers and flags etc. ther was a lovely tea and each child received a coronation mug to take home (still got mine!) I remember too all the gardens that year with the borders of salvia, gypsophila or white lobelia and the dark blue lobelia in all the borders so they looked very patriotic and quite elegant.

I only realised yesterday that the Queen succeeded to the throne the day before my first birthday, so I was actually a Georgian for the first year of my life! No memory of it, of course, but surprisingly I do remember snippets from the Coronation, when I would have been 2 years and 4 months old. We had tinned tomato soup for lunch, my favourite, then the neighbours piled in to our house because Dad had been able to borrow a television with a 9 inch screen that the physics master at the school where he was teaching had built from scratch. I remember them both trying for ages the evening before to get it working, eventually it did. The children were all sat cross-legged in the front and given apples to eat. Don’t remember much of the actual coverage, except glimpses of the gold coach, of which my grandmother had bought me a tiny model. Later on we all traipsed down the long hill to the village church, where a tea was laid on, and I went up on the dais holding an older girl’s hand to be given a commemorative mug along with all the other children.

I remember vaguely standing in a crowd in London waving something and being bored to sobs. About 4 years old maybe. Didn't like them then, don't like them now

I wasn’t born until 1958

This has been the most fascinating thread.

I don’t remember the accession as I would have been just thirteen months old and whilst I don’t actually remember the Coronation itself either, I do know somewhere we have photos of the street party in my mother’s mother’s south London Street, of slum houses that were demolished a few years later breaking up a community of woman who had come through the war supporting each other very strongly.

I was apparently dressed as a beefeater in a suit made of crepe paper and my cousin, at nearly four, a year older than me, was dressed as Simple Simon with a tray of pies that, apparently he ate most of before anything started. I must dig the photos out ready for next June’s thread.

I was in the top class of the local infant school, six years old, seven in the May. One of the other pupils in the class was called Raymond King. That particular day he was absent, and when a lady, who lived nearby, came to tell the Headmistress the news of the death, I thought she said Raymond King is dead. Of course it was the King.
Whenever we had asked my mother where babies came from we were told that you had to send away to the King for a baby.
My brother, 18 months younger, remarked on hearing the the news about the King, that there wouldn't be anymore new babies as the King was dead.