This was quiet affair
ARRIVING at my second royal wedding of the year, I thought I knew what to expect in terms of crowds, writes Tim Baker.
This time though I could drive in with no palaver of coaches, trains or boats to get to Windsor.
Just a short five-minute walk from the car park to the castle. When Harry and Meghan tied the knot, there were snipers on every rooftop, sniffer dogs and platoons of police officers.
Yesterday, there was still security, but it was not overbearing. A quick bag search and a metal detector.
There wasn’t the festivallike all-day drinking and hot dog munching going on and it was more the eyes of Windsor than the eyes of the world on proceedings.
All present wished Eugenie and Jack the best for their marriage, the humdrum of police spending forgotten in the joy of seeing a young couple start a new chapter in life.