The sad loss of our Queen last month will have affected different people in different ways.
For me, it brought about a rather shameful realisation. Specifically, about the Corgis.
You see, I had assumed, for my entire life, that having Corgis as pets was just what the monarch did - a bit like sitting on a throne or owning the Crown Jewels. Corgis went with the job.
Queen. Throne. Jewels. Corgis.
This I learned from an early age, probably about four or five, but it was never explained to me that liking a certain breed of dog just happened to be a personal preference of the individual who was currently the Queen, and given that the reigning monarch never actually changed, I carried on with this assumption until, quite literally, just the other day.
I genuinely didn't realise that they were unique to Elizabeth II.
