No doubt many youngsters will remember the events of the past few weeks all the way into the next century.

But I’d like to reverse the perspective for a moment and take a look back at 1936.

George V died in January 1936, just months after celebrating his silver jubilee.

We were quite up-to-date and heard the fairly solemn funeral commentary on the wireless (radio).

You can tell that the experience was authentic because when the coffin arrived at Paddington and was just about to be piped onto the train to Windsor — the accumulator (battery) gave out.

The reign of his successor, Edward VIII, was completed within the year. Following constant news and comments, he abdicated in December 1936.

So we now had our third monarch within the year. I was now 11 and we were trooped out of school to the Tolsey (Market House) in Burford, Oxfordshire, to join the townsfolk in witnessing the Proclamation on the Accession of King George VI.

He became a well-respected man, serving against physical problems right through and beyond the Second World War.

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