If you caught the Welsh news at about 6 last night, the child getting into the 'Golden coach' was me!!!!!!
My late, but lovely, eccentric uncle made a copy of the coronation coach which was then used for all the village carnivals.
My beautiful blonde sister refused at the last minute which is why my dress was a tad on the small side, it was meant for her and made (as were all our dresses) by my lovely Mum.
Army horses loose on London streets