Its almost exactly 30 years since the last great coming together of the nation’s lifestyle gurus and the world’s Royal correspondents. For this is their day. TV crews jostle for position to get the interviews that they think the audience want with the top names such as Llewelyn-Bowen and Nicholas Witchell
Bill Murray has been camping out at the gates of Westminster Abbey just for a glimpse of Lucy Alexander or maybe The Sun’s Royal Correspondent, Duncan Larcombe. “Dream come true, I can tell you. Just shook Nicholas Witchell’s hand as he went in. Made my day”
It seems the nation has Royal Correspondent fever and ordinary people are coming out into the streets in their best Laura Ashley print dresses, bought from TK Maxx, but no-one will know.
Vivienne Westwood was quick to put a dampner on the day “It’s all bollocks” was the only quote we could print
But for the thousands gathered clutching their copies of The World of Interiors, hoping to get them signed by an idol, nothing could be further from Ms Westwood’s view.
“Fantastic” says Shaz from Stockwell “some of these guys are just such an inspiration, just to touch one of their suits...Jo, Jo, look! It’s Jenny Powell! Over ‘ere Jenny..”
So we leave the swelling crowd, part-dazzled by the sun reflecting from their glossy magazines, but moved by their undying loyalty to these presenters on their big day