There was a door open to where the Princess was sitting so I shut the door, switched on the radio and hunted about for the BBC, and then I could hear the bells of Big Ben ringing very slowly. She got up and he put his arm around her and took her out onto the lawn.
Prince Philip was asleep and the Princess was at her desk writing letters because we were going to be out of reach for a while when the phone rang.
But because he was in the Navy – he obviously had a few flings before he married – his was really a much more serious choice. I knew him very well and I could say this: that in all our wartime experience – we went all over the world and wound up in the Pacific, in Japan – in all that time there was never another girl on the horizon.