The Queen’s funeral was a grievous moment for all; for it fulfilled the ominous unease; that there is not much greatness left to be buried, for there is not much greatness left.   Queen Elizabeth II’s funeral was a grand and wondrous affair, topped off by the Lord Chamberlain breaking his wand of office and placing it on the casket. J.K. Rowling must have loved that.   This Blogger watched most of the funeral on English television; the shock of the elitist, anti-monarchist journalists  was palpable. They could not fathom  why many working class serfs, and peasants and lumpen proletariat would stand in line for 24 hours to see a departed monarch.   They should not have been surprised nor shocked; Good Queen Bess II, could break  down a   Short Magazine  Lee Enfield Rifle Mk III blind folded and reassemble it. She could repair a broken down army lorry. They knew she grew up ,knowing that if the Battle of Britain had been lost; she would have been murdered, after being tortured by the Naz