On 21 April 1926, a baby girl was born at 2.40am in a comfortable town house at 17 Bruton Street, in London’s fashionable Mayfair. However, this was no ordinary child-her father was Prince Albert (‘Bertie’) the Duke of York, a second son of the reigning British sovereign, King George V. The infant-who was subsequently christened Elizabeth Alexandra Mary in a ceremony held on 19 May in the private chapel at Buckingham Palace-was currently third in line to the throne.

However the child’s mother, the ever-practical Duchess of York (the daughter of a Scotch peer, Claude Bowes-Lyon, the 14th Earl of Strathmore) was more concerned with supervising the renovations of the York’s new London residence at 145 Piccadilly, close to Hyde Park Corner. This four-storey house was leased from the Crown Estate and had been in a somewhat dilapidated condition. Fortunately, the Duchess had the welcome services of her old nanny, Mrs Clara (‘Alla’) Knight to watch over the new-born child. Forty-two year-old Mrs Knight had been in service with the Strathmore family since she was seventeen years of age. She was soon joined by an under-nurse, Margaret MacDonald, a twenty-two year old Highlander.
It was fortunate that little Elizabeth had such supportive care, for it was soon announced that the Duke and Duchess of York were to depart by sea for a tour of New Zealand and Australia (where the Duke was to open the country’s new Federal Parliament buildings in Canberra). They departed on 6 January 1927 and did not return until 27 June. The Duchess of York was devastated at the thought of this long separation and onlookers observed that she had struggled to hand her daughter over to the care of Mrs Knight as she departed 17 Bruton Street.
Meanwhile, young Princess Elizabeth was taken to stay at her maternal grandparents’ country home in Hertfordshire, St Paul’s Walden Bury. She was then relocated to Buckingham Palace, where Elizabeth’s paternal grandmother, Queen Mary, reigned supreme. Like her two nurses, the Queen would exercise a strong, and somewhat strict, influence over her granddaughter, whom she saw every day at teatime and referred to as ‘the bambino’. Meanwhile, King George was smitten by his beloved granddaughter (‘sweet little Lilibet’) and he did not even object to her pulling his beard as he crawled along the floor to entertain her.
When the Duke and Duchess of York returned from their six-month tour, they appeared with young Elizabeth both on the balcony at Buckingham Palace as well as at (the now-completed) 145 Piccadilly. The trio received rousing cheers from crowds. Elizabeth ‘s nursery rooms were on the top floor just off a glass-roofed landing, and were composed of a day and a night nursery, a kitchen, a bathroom as well as a bedroom and sitting room for Mrs Knight. By eighteen months, Elizabeth had started to walk and was keen to investigate the contents of the handbags of visitors. The child’s parents spent a lot of time with their daughter: Elizabeth spent thirty minutes with the Duke and Duchess first thing in the morning, subsequently took tea with them in the afternoon, while at bedtime it was the turn of the royal parents to climb the stairs to join their daughter in the nursery for bath time (during which much splashing was heard) followed by pillow fights. While there might have been carefree romps at home, in public the royal couple were keen to keep their first child somewhat in the background, although Elizabeth was invariably spotted as she played in Hamilton Gardens, to the rear of 145 Piccadilly. To satisfy press curiosity, fetching images of the little Princess would be issued from time to time.

By the age of three, young Elizabeth was taught self discipline, including the need to be still, with Queen Mary having issued the instruction: ‘Teach that child not to fidget’. Rather a big ask, although the fact that the pockets of Elizabeth’s dresses were sewn up must have helped. She was also shown how to acknowledge the guards who presented arms as she passed in a royal car at one of the royal residences. Meanwhile, the King loved to fuss over his granddaughter. When he was subsequently taken ill with septicaemia (at one stage it was thought that he might die) and spent time recuperating by the seaside at Bognor, Lord Moran, His Majesty’s doctor, thought a visit from Elizabeth would prove the ideal antidote to his growing sense of boredom. It was also around this time that the young child was introduced to riding, receiving the gift of a Shetland pony called Peggy. A groom called Owen supervised her riding lessons.
By early August 1930 the Duchess of York was ensconced at her parents’ Scottish summer home, Glamis Castle, near to Forfar. However, this was not for a holiday. She was about to give birth to her second child. A girl was born on 21 August and would be given the charming name of Margaret Rose, although little Elizabeth is said to have commented to a family friend, Lady Cynthia Asquith, that she would call her ‘Bud’ as ‘she was not a real rose yet, is she? She is only a bud.’ Despite the arrival of a new sister, which was rather unsettling, especially with Mrs Knight now heavily involved with the care of the new-born, Elizabeth was not detracted from pursuing her love for all things equine. The King had noticed this and regularly gave his granddaughter gifts of toy horses. The collection was ‘stabled’ on the top floor landing of 145, each with its own saddle and bridle. Each evening, before she went to bed, Elizabeth would carefully remove the saddles. Unsurprisingly, horse stories such as the tales of ‘Black Beauty’ were a firm favourite with the youngster.
It was at this stage in Lilibet’s life that Margaret MacDonald came more to the fore. ‘Bobo’ MacDonald moved from her quarters in the basement of the house into Elizabeth’s room in order to give her a sense of security during this time of change. A further development was the arrival in September 1932 of a Miss Marion Crawford, a young Scotswoman from Dunfermline with a university degree. Like Mrs Knight, she had links to the Strathmore family, having previously worked as governess for the children of the Duchess of York’s older sister, Lady Rose Leveson Gower. ‘Crawfie’, who was amazed to find that Elizabeth could already read, having been taught by her mother, would soon become a favourite with her royal charge despite being keen to adhere to firm instructions from Queen Mary on what to teach her granddaughter, with a firm emphasis on history, geography and English. Queen Mary also insisted that Elizabeth study the bible and prayers were to be said before bedtime. A Belgian aristocrat, Madame de Bellaigue was also brought in to instruct the young Princess in the French language. Lessons were held in the Duchess of York’s private sitting room, with a break in the morning for elevenses. However, life was not all about education-there were also afternoon dancing lessons, as well as outings to the Bath Club (to learn to swim). Elizabeth also loved to attend the Horse Show at Olympia or enjoy a Christmas pantomime. Eventually, the Royal Military Tattoo at Earls Court was another regular treat added to the list. Meanwhile, Elizabeth had developed a wonderful gift for mimicry which would stay with her throughout her long life. She even dared to mimic her grandmother, Queen Mary, although Shirley Temple was a safer choice!
By this time, the family were spending weekends at Royal Lodge, a royal residence in Windsor Great Park. Two new wings were added to the existing building, including a nursery. Here the children could relax in the garden and play or watch the birds (said to include fifteen blue budgerigars) in the aviary which had recently been constructed. However, the item which gave the most fun was a specially scaled down cottage given to Lilibet from the people of Wales, known by the Welsh name, Y Bwthyn Bach, or Little Cottage. The Princess and her sister loved to ‘play house’ in the kitchen which featured a working cooker and fridge. All the furniture in the cottage was of a size suitable for young children. Occasionally, the King and Queen Mary would travel over from nearby Windsor Castle to take tea and admire the garden which was the Duke of York’s pride and joy.

But by the mid-1930’s all was not well in the British Royal Family. The Prince of Wales (or Uncle David to his niece Elizabeth) was giving cause for concern. Dashing but mercurial, he was adored by the British people, as well as of those countries he had visited during his extensive world-wide tours. The York sisters often played card games with their uncle after tea, including Snap or Racing Demon and Uncle David also gifted Elizabeth a cairn terrier puppy. Their grandmother, Queen Mary was keen that her eldest child should now marry (born in 1896, he was just shy of forty). However, the Prince, who had in the past enjoyed liaisons with a Mrs Freda Dudley-Ward and an American Thelma, Lady Furness, had now developed a close bond with a Mrs Wallis Simpson who hailed from Baltimore. A defiant David seemed besotted with this twice-married American. Not for nothing did an ailing King George V confide to a friend that ‘I pray that nothing will come between Bertie, Lilibet and the throne.’ Elizabeth was certainly becoming better known among the general population: On 6 May 1935, she and Margaret Rose had been the focus of much attention when they travelled together in their parent’s carriage down the Mall in matching rosebud pink outfits during King George V’s Silver Jubilee celebrations.
In December 1935, the Royal Family, including the Prince of Wales, gathered for Christmas at Sandringham , the royal estate in Norfolk. As the new year dawned, the York family headed back to London. However, the King’s health declined rapidly and on 16 January 1936, the Duke of York bid his family a fond farewell, as he had been summoned back to Sandringham. While the King drifted in and out of consciousness, in London the Duchess of York was laid low with ‘flu. King George V died around 11.55pm on the evening of 20 January. It was later revealed that the King’s doctor, Dawson of Penn, had injected morphia and cocaine into his jugular vein ‘to preserve the King’s dignity’. None of the Royal Family were aware of his actions. Elizabeth’s Uncle David now reigned as King Edward VIII. The Duke of York was now heir to the throne, with Elizabeth the next (second) in line. During this final period of their grandfather’s life, Elizabeth and her sister had been in residence at Royal Lodge. However, Miss Crawford brought them up to 145 Piccadilly on 22 January. Crawfie would later write that nine-year-old Elizabeth ‘felt it all deeply.’ As she groomed one of her toy horses, she wondered out loud, ‘Oh Crawfie….Ought we to play?’
Given her new position in the succession to the throne, the Duke of York was keen that Elizabeth should be brought to the station to view the arrival of the King’s coffin in London from Sandringham. Her father also decided she should attend the late King’s lying-in-state at Westminster Hall. The young Princess cut a somewhat serious figure as she emerged with her parents from their royal limousine dressed in a black coat and velvet bonnet. Meanwhile, Margaret, was left behind at 145 Piccadilly to amuse herself as best she could. The divergence of their future life was already en train. While Margaret was alert, clever and ever-ready with a quick response, Elizabeth was studious, serious, good mannered and dignified.
Yet, always in the background was Mrs Simpson. Elizabeth would actually meet Mrs Simpson in the spring when her Uncle David brought his paramour to Royal Lodge one afternoon, in order to show his brother Bertie a new American station wagon he had purchased. They all later took tea together. The atmosphere was somewhat strained and the ever-curious Elizabeth asked Miss Crawford, ‘Who is she?’ Soon thereafter, the King would took Mrs Simpson on a summer cruise in the Mediterranean aboard the steam yacht Nahlin. By contrast, the York family would holiday as usual in Scotland, both at the Strathmore’s Glamis Castle and at Birkhall, a country house some miles distant from Balmoral Castle. But even here, amidst the mountains, rivers and lochs of Royal Deeside, there was no escaping the growing tensions, especially when Uncle David subsequently arrived at Balmoral with a party which subsequently included Mrs Simpson. To compound matters, when the Duke and Duchess of York went over to the Castle for dinner one evening, they found the American acting as hostess. The Duchess swept passed her with the steely words, ‘I have come to dine with the King.’ She was probably still furious that on the day of Mrs Simpson’s arrival, the King had sent the York’s, at the last minute, to Aberdeen to stand in for him at the opening a new wing of the Royal Infirmary. Meanwhile he was spotted arriving at the city’s station to meet Mrs Simpson off the train from the south. Indeed, the Duchess of York, who was almost at the end of her tether, was moved to write to Queen Mary to say ‘the whole situation is complicated and horrible.’
Shortly thereafter, Mrs Simpson was to divorce her husband on the grounds of his adultery. Speculation was now rife, particularly in the American press, that the King intended to marry the American as soon as she was legally free to do so. The Duke of York and his wife were increasingly aware of these reports. However, even they must have been taken aback when, between 16 and 17 November, the King informed first his mother, then his brothers, that he was prepared to abdicate in order to marry Mrs Simpson. Finally, on 10 December, King Edward VIII signed the Instrument of Abdication. The following day, a great mass of people stood outside both Buckingham Palace and 145 Piccadilly waiting for news. The young Princess Elizabeth must have wondered what was afoot, especially when her father had been so often absent over the previous few days, either at Fort Belvedere or Royal Lodge during the final abdication negotiations. However, now that he had returned to London, 145 Piccadilly had become the centre of royal affairs. The constant stream of dignitaries who called on her father only served to highlight the impending transfer of power. Although Elizabeth asked Miss Crawford what was happening, the Scotswoman had remained silent. Yet Crawfie knew exactly what was on the cards, as the Duchess, laid low with ‘flu, had asked her to her bedroom to inform the Scotswoman of the ‘great changes’ ahead. Further clues were now everywhere: Elizabeth noticed a letter on the hall table which was addressed to ‘Her Majesty the Queen.’ She asked Lady Cynthia Asquith, who was visiting, ‘That’s Mummy now isn’t it?’ Furthermore, outside, some of the crowd were already shouting ‘Long Live King Albert,’ as this was the title that many supposed the new king might take.
Friday 11 December was the day when Princess Elizabeth formally became Heiress Presumptive to the throne, with her father becoming King the moment that Parliament ratified the Instrument of Abdication. Next day, the Accession Council met at St James’s Palace and Bertie was publicly proclaimed as King George VI. On his return to 145 Piccadilly, both Elizabeth and Margaret swept him a beautiful curtsey. He stood for a moment touched and taken aback. Then he stooped and kissed both his daughters warmly. A few days later the family left to spend Christmas at Sandringham.

On 17 February 1937, Princess Elizabeth moved into Buckingham Palace and on 12 May 1937 she attended the Coronation of her father, as well as the crowning of her mother as Queen Consort. A new future beckoned….






















































