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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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