Atrocities

Edward of Wales alighted last week at Cambridge aerodrome in his usual high spirits. "Where's my hat gone?" he shrilled as dignitaries carrying high silk hats and led by the Earl Marshal advanced respectfully. Fishing up a battered straw "boater" from the bottom of the plane, H. R. H. climbed out, clapped the boater momentarily upon the head of the Earl Marshal, giggled.

Later, driving through Cambridge with his high-hatted entourage, Edward of Wales espied a man in a boater as battered as his own, waved his bedraggled straw. London tailors called the boater escapade last week the worst sartorial atrocity committed by H. R. H. since last month, when he turned up in a sleek cutaway coat and rough tweed trousers to pin medals on some London policemen.

On his 38th birthday last week H R H golfed, dined with Queen Mary, absented himself from the Royal Court that night (see above).

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