From history’s perspective it will be remembered as being more tumultuous than the first one, the key difference being the eclipsing of Britain as an Empire rather than its growth in the world, and the very different place that a Queen of England would hold in it.

Being a Republican I always looked upon the age of Kings, Queens and Emperors as simply a traditional hangover from the past, their powers everywhere slowly whittled away by the development of modern societies and mass politics.

But even so, like many traditions, I respected them, even with all their pomp and silliness. Such are the threads of our cultural bloodstream. I suspect that around the world there will be people who opposed her station, status and institution who nevertheless may shed at least one tear at her passing and feel an unexpected sadness at the news of her death.

And Queen Elizabeth II was one to be respected. The photo below is her explaining the workings of a car engine to her mother, during a visit to a base of the Auxiliary Territorial Service (ATS), a women’s army auxiliary branch in which Elizabeth served.

She endured a lot and I would have given more than a penny for her thoughts on the changes she had seen in her Empire during her life and reign as Queen. Was she sad? Disappointed? I don’t think she was ever melancholy about it; the toughness of her generation and her own character saw her deal with much worse things up close – sadly often her family – than the decline of a world, and she had a sense of humour through it all, as shown in my favourite example shown here.