Julie Burchill sticks it to Charles in the Times.
We had a street party in Cardiff on the occasion of the Investiture of the Prince of Wales in 1969. I can remember the trestle tables and the souvenir mugs quite clearly even though it was more than 35 years ago and I was only eight.
It seems almost inconceivable that people would celebrate like that these days. In my case male pattern baldness means that I have been deprived of a forelock to tug anyway.