*Warning*: This is a very quick, ‘splurgy’ reaction to the initial EU referendum result this morning. It’s not funny. It’s not clever.
But neither is the news.
1997, summer. It happened at high speed. Something no-one ever really, truly thought possible. The shock stayed with me as I ran into my sister’s bedroom and shook her. “Wake up,” I whispered, “I can’t believe it.”
It was my pink, white and blue radio that told me. I had been listening to Morcheeba and was at home, it being the university holidays. It was August and I was awake very early. Princess Diana had been killed.
Now, more than 20 years later, it is 4.55am and I shake my husband.
“The results show we’re going to leave the EU,” I say. “I can’t believe it.”
It is the same sort of feeling of incredulity and grief. But worse, because this was an intentional result and this time our children are affected.
I have no idea what W&K are thinking and there is still an hour to go but it seems clear that there is no way I can be proud of being British right now. And I feel sorry for the Cambridges, as I do every other young family. By shutting the door on our relations with the EU, we have made it infinitely more difficult to demonstrate compassion, diversity and hope to the next generation.
In the last couple of hours, the pound has plunged, Scotland has called for a referendum and Nigel Farage has secured more space for his face on front pages.
Strangely, the sun is shining for the first time in days, which feels wrong. but I am drinking chocolat chaud and not a mug of tea because that feels right.
What a horrible mourning.
KEY TO CHARACTERS
Characters are abbreviated as follows:
NW – not William (husband and father)
NG – not George (daughter, sister and two and three quarter year old)
NC – not Charlotte (son, brother and nine month old)
NL – not Lupo (a Labrador)