The Mace-Bearer Magazine - Guild of Mace-Bearers
The Mace-Bearer Magazine - Guild of Mace-Bearers
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A VISIT TO BUCKINGHAM PALACE<br />
Firstly after many trips taking the Mayoral party to the<br />
Palace, what a privilege to get our own invite. This<br />
being due entirely to being in the <strong>Guild</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Mace</strong>bearers<br />
and being honoured by taking the Prime Wardens<br />
position, maybe this might be sufficient inducement to<br />
join and actively participate in the <strong>Guild</strong> affairs.<br />
Needless to say Marcia was delighted, the opportunity<br />
to find a suitable outfit to wear, and to get me into a full<br />
morning dress, as advised by our wise old <strong>Guild</strong> Clerk.<br />
Marcia suitably attired for the journey in track suit and<br />
for me Jeans and a polo. We made our way to the<br />
Winning Post for lunch, a time honoured route and<br />
watering hole. We in our lowly Megane had been<br />
overtaken by APR 1 just after leaving Ferndown.<br />
At the Winning Post, a plethora <strong>of</strong> Mayoral transport,<br />
Poole, Bournemouth, East Dorset and Weymouth were<br />
there assembled. <strong>The</strong> company were surprised to find<br />
us on our way to their destination so casually dressed;<br />
however, by our departure the Cygnets had changed<br />
their plumage. We took our place in the convoy, made<br />
a small deviation from our time honoured track due to<br />
Beach Volleyball on Horse Guards Parade<br />
and ended parked herringbone in the<br />
Mall. Unfortunately as we left the car<br />
the rain started, at the head <strong>of</strong> the<br />
Mall, Marcia found that she had<br />
left the paperwork in the car so<br />
back I went leaving Marcia<br />
and the umbrella, it is a good<br />
job seafarers and water mix,<br />
fortunately the rain was not<br />
enough to spoil the<br />
anticipation but sufficient to<br />
drive the photographers<br />
away, so the pr<strong>of</strong>essional<br />
photo call that would have<br />
been nice to post in <strong>The</strong><br />
<strong>Mace</strong>bearer was not available<br />
but an amateur version is<br />
available, subject to the Editor’s<br />
scrutiny. (Very smart they are too –<br />
Ed)<br />
Needless to say we had a wonderful time strolling<br />
around the gardens, Marcia especially as she is<br />
dedicated to gardening, unfortunately we had to leave<br />
the camera as photos are not permitted within the<br />
grounds, although there were a multitude <strong>of</strong> smart<br />
phones in action, however, we resisted the temptation.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re were the little points <strong>of</strong> interest, to note in the<br />
event planning, such as the two bands playing from<br />
bandstands at opposite corners <strong>of</strong> the lawn, with a<br />
pennant on each being raised and lowered to indicate<br />
when a changeovers were due.<br />
Whilst on our perambulation we were approached by a<br />
resplendent Gent and his Lady, who mistakenly<br />
recognised my <strong>Guild</strong> Prime Warden’s badge for the<br />
one he was wearing, and asked me which County I<br />
represented. He had mistaken the cross maces for the<br />
cross swords, and had assumed I was High Sherriff,<br />
as he was for Rutland; obviously I did a reasonable job<br />
<strong>of</strong> upholding the traditions <strong>of</strong> the <strong>Guild</strong>’s reputation.<br />
Marcia, a dedicated foody took great delight in the tea<br />
especially the gold crown insignia topped chocolate<br />
cake provided from the refreshment marquee, I had<br />
been pre warned from my past trips , not to expect a<br />
great deal from the catering, however, I have to say,<br />
other than not having hot c<strong>of</strong>fee on tap, brilliant. We<br />
took our place close to the designated path, for the<br />
Royal perambulation, the line <strong>of</strong> which was held and<br />
continually expanded by the Gentlemen Ushers.<br />
During the afternoon the rain came in showers even<br />
until the time for the Royal family and their<br />
entourage to come onto the lawn, and<br />
then the showers stayed away. <strong>The</strong><br />
sun shines on the righteous.<br />
However finally the showers<br />
turned to more persistent rain<br />
and we having met up and<br />
spent time with the<br />
Bournemouth Mayor and<br />
Mayoress, with whom we<br />
had spent a previous<br />
evening at a Dorset<br />
Magistrates reception at the<br />
Lord Lieutenant’s home.<br />
Although the Queen had not<br />
taken her leave, we decided to<br />
do so.<br />
A marvellous day which we found<br />
most enjoyable. As part <strong>of</strong> the job the<br />
<strong>Mace</strong>bearers perform, the Mayoral visit<br />
to the Palace is one <strong>of</strong> the regular ports <strong>of</strong><br />
call, surely this must be a fitting reward. As I have said<br />
previously, this reward must be an incentive to join the<br />
<strong>Guild</strong>, attend the Conference and show your<br />
commitment to the <strong>Guild</strong> and assist in its governance.<br />
David Knight, Poole<br />
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