A rosy, shallow view of Queen Elizabeth and Princess Margaret's childhoods, but still an interesting and worthwhile book. Crawford was in a rare position to see the inner workings of the royal family, and I have to wonder what she was thinking when she decided to cut ties with the family she was obviously quite fond of by divulging the details of their private lives. Ironic, too, considering the many times she comments on their lack of privacy, and how difficult it must be to have people watching and speculating on all one does. I wonder if, in the end, it was worth it.
This reader, though, was quite interested to learn some things about palace life - how one gets a position as a governess or ladies' maid , for example. Or what it was like living in Windsor Castle during WWII, amid air raids. It was quite something, hearing about the princesses strolling the gardens in their gas masks, or finding the crown jewels stuffed in hat boxes.
There is, of course, also a glimpse into the personalities and characters of the royal family. Despite "Crawfie's" determination to keep things positive, some chinks did show in the armor. None dire (certainly no shenanigans like those we've been treated to since Charles and Diana parted ways), but they do show a humanity and, for some readers, might cause us to wonder why these people were destined - or condemned - to live this life. It's all seems rather silly when examined. Yet one can't help but admire the family's sense of duty, and their tireless work which, while it sometimes seems ludicrous, also represents tradition, history, and seems to provide some sort of pride and comfort to the British people.