The final installment of Larman’s royal trilogy.
The author concludes with more shocks to the Windsor dynasty: the death of George VI and the succession of Elizabeth II. Once again, the villain is the former king—Edward VIII, who became the Duke of Windsor after his abdication—whose postwar machinations sent his brother into an early grave. Edward’s pertinacity in trying to secure a sinecure from the British government, bankroll his lavish expat lifestyle, and assure the use of the title HRH for Wallis Simpson, his duchess, continued to roil the British powers, specifically a Labour Party that had been voted in, booting out George VI’s favored Winston Churchill. The country was demoralized and still rationing when the young Elizabeth came of age and injected much-needed spirit and energy into the sclerotic dynasty, lifting the gloomy national mood. At the same time, she and her Greek-born prince, Philip Mountbatten, were courting, and rumors abounded. As usual, Larman offers many delicious behind-the-scenes details to this fairly well-known story, mining copious correspondence—such as from the gossipy then queen (aka the Queen Mother), who blamed the abdication crisis for her husband’s failing health. With the king’s lung cancer advancing, one of Edward’s former courtiers at the palace even suggested that now was the time for him to finagle his way into being appointed regent for the next king. It is Larman’s depth of research into—and evident dislike for—the self-serving Edward that makes the narrative crackle, and the author is particularly critical of his use of a ghostwriter to craft his venal memoirs, essentially whitewashing the true story of his treachery. Among other relevant topics, Larman writes movingly about Churchill’s growing admiration for the new queen, and the five-page dramatis personae is helpful for keeping the characters straight.
A fitting conclusion to a memorable history.