Yesterday’s Diamond Jubilee river pageant was an extravagant spectacle to commemorate Queen Elizabeth II’s sixty years on the British throne. In March 1995, on Human Right’s Day in South Africa, the Queen commemorated something similarly historic, with slightly less pomp and ceremony, in a dusty township in South Africa. The occasion was no less grand.
In May 1994, Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela was sworn in as President of the newly-democratic South Africa. I remember voting in those historic elections and feeling an overwhelming sense of being part of something special. In March 1995, the Queen and Prince Philip paid their first official visit to the newly-free country.
At that time, I worked for a non-government organisation that received funding from the British government. Ours was selected as one of two beneficiary organisations in Cape Town that would receive a royal visit.
Planning began in earnest about four months ahead of the visit. The Queen’s time was limited, so we two beneficiaries set up a ‘visit site’ at the other organisation’s premises in Khayelitsha. Their premises proved bigger and more adaptable for the visit than our premises, which were mostly in church halls and community centres.
Khayelitsha is an informal township on the Cape Flats in Cape Town, South Africa. The Xhosa name means ‘new home’ and it is reputed to be the biggest and fastest growing township in the country. Our organisation worked in that community, among other similar communities, to train unemployed people to start their own small businesses.
Being the project manager for the visit, I met three or four times with the royal team of Private Secretary to the Queen, press and police secretaries, as they made regular scoping trips to the country. We faxed letters to each other regularly. Information was paramount, planning was detailed, timing was precise. We learnt that when the Queen drives through residential streets lined with people, she drives at 4mph. She always gets out of her car on the right hand side. She needed verified information about each person she would meet and those people got information about meeting the Queen.
The day dawned: Tuesday 21 March 1995. Human Rights Day in South Africa. We all travelled together to the Khayelitsha venue to get ready for the visit. Everyone was dressed to the nines, ready with their own story to tell the Queen. We were excited; animated. The royal entourage arrived on the dot of their expected time and began to make their way through the itinerary we so painstakingly put together.
I remember seeing the Queen up close and personal and thinking she looked radiant. She had soft, smooth skin and shining blue eyes. She took an interest in each person she met, asked beautifully well-briefed questions and graciously listened to each person’s story. Prince Philip broke away from the entourage and typically adopted a more spontaneous approach. We got wonderful images of him, head back and laughing loudly as he chatted to my colleagues. The Queen, gentle and genial, proved photogenic as always.
I don’t think even the most strident of cynics would have criticised that visit to dusty Khayelitsha in 1995. I’m not an ardent royalist myself, but I was glad to be part of a visit that was truly special, relatively and appropriately ordinary and supremely intimate. And most importantly, it took place away from the glare of the media.
For us, months of planning bottlenecked into a ten minute visit that will stay with each one of us always. The weather was never going to disappoint. It was windy that day, and the sun shone as it always does. Not only was it a royal seal of approval for the micro-enterprise development work that our organisation did, but, more broadly, it was one way of welcoming South Africa back into the international community. No number of boats could have done that quite as perfectly.
Sunshine signing off for today!
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what a marvellous and poignant description. flog it to a paper here! we need to see writing like this. please – i’m dying here, man …
Ah, wow – praise indeed, Cheryl! Thank you. It is a poignant memory … just tell me who to speak to at the papers! 🙂
Thanks for sharing that lovely memory, Sunshine. You hinted at the months of preparation and dozens of people involved for such a short visit by the Queen. Did her secretaries brief you on how to interact with her? I’d be afraid of doing something incorrect.
I can only imagine what it must have taken to pull off the river pageant for the jubilee!
Yes, it involved so much time and planning for such a short visit. I think the river pageant took three years of planning! The secretaries did brief us on the basics, nothing too taxing … they were really lovely.
What a lovely memory you’ve shared, Sunshine! How fascinating to have met the Queen and her husband, and how splendid to have your country blessed with the official stamp of approval! You were in on a historic event, my friend. By the way, did the Queen bring her Corgis? I just think those dogs are the cutest, after my Sheltie, of course!
Yes, the more I think about that time, the more I realise the unique nature of the day. Very special. No Corgis – hahaha! That would have made it a whole ‘nother kind of visit, I think!
How amazing this must have been. Reminds me a bit of the work we did getting ready to bring Jimmy Carter to our project in Vietnam. Lordy, it was intense–but so, so worth it! Great to hear from you today! I thought about you this weekend as I watched coverage of the celebration on CNN, wondering if you would do a post. Hooray!
So you know the drill, right? Lovely to hear from you too – any news on your next overseas posting?
How amazing that you got to be a part of something truly historic. It’s so interesting to learn how precise even the smallest detail must be. Great post.
Yes, it was a big learning curve for us all. I had a few sleepless nights trying to make sure I hadn’t overlooked any minute detail! Lovely to hear from you, Darlene.
What a wonderful experience, Sunshine. I’ve never seen the Queen that close!
It was a wonderful and special experience, kate.