My natural ‘immodest’ effort to spread the news and humour of The Frolicking Physio gave me the audacity to send a copy to Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II.
In the accompanying letter, I dared to mention that we’d met in 1954* when she was a recently crowned young Monarch, and I was a 16 year old Queen Scout. I refrained from elaborating that I was one of 200 boys on parade at Windsor Castle at the time.
The motto, ‘Who Dares Wins’, of the British Special Air Service Regiment seemed to justify my actions in sending her my book. Much to my delight, I received a Buckingham Palace heraldry-embossed letter of response (now suitably framed) written by one of her Majesty’s ladies in waiting…
I am writing to thank you for your letter to The Queen and the gift of your book, The Frolicking Physio.
Her Majesty appreciated your thought for her in sending her your biography, and hopes you enjoyed writing your book as much as you enjoyed your travels.
The Queen was pleased to hear you enjoyed seeing the wedding of her grandson and his bride on 29th April, and I am to thank you for your loyalty and support.
Now that is a true bedtime story to entertain my 10 grandchildren in the years ahead. As time goes on, and the likelihood of repudiation diminishes, who knows how much embellishment will sneak in!
* See Chapter 9, page 53.