My friendship with Queen Elizabeth II's first cousin and confidante
“We should be on a Margaret-Sally basis now,” said The Hon. Margaret Rhodes, Queen Elizabeth II’s first cousin and intimate friend since childhood. We had settled down for lunch at a pub near The Garden House, her home in Windsor Great Park. Margaret (which I’ll call her, since she gave me permission) was eighty-three years old at the time, and this was our second get-together in the winter of 2008. Over the next eight years, we would have a dozen conversations, including five over drinks or lunch—invariably simple fare such as lamb chops that she prepared herself.
I’ve been thinking about her since last weekend when I went to Windsor to give a talk about George VI and Elizabethat the Windsor Festival. Her observations were invaluable for my book, Elizabeth the Queen, published in 2012 for the Diamond Jubilee that marked sixty years on the throne. When Margaret died in November 2016 at ninety-one, the Queen and Prince Philip led a group of family members at her funeral in the Royal Chapel of All Saints, Windsor Great Park.
Margaret was born ten months before the future Queen Elizabeth II, known in the family as Lilibet. Margaret’s mother, May Elphinstone, who married a Scottish baron, was seventeen years older than Lilibet’s mother, Elizabeth, her sister and the future wife of King George VI. But despite their difference in age, the two were exceptionally close siblings in a family of six sons and three daughters born to Scottish aristocrats, the Earl and Countess of Strathmore. Not surprisingly, Lilibet and Margaret became inseparable playmates.
Margaret Rhodes (as she became in 1950 when she married Denys Rhodes, a writer she blithely described as “an attractive pauper”) was a familiar presence on television documentaries: a measure of Elizabeth II’s trust in her uncanny ability to shed light on her famous cousin without spilling too many beans. Not long after her eighty-sixth birthday in 2011, Margaret even published a best-selling memoir, The Final Curtsey, with the Queen’s blessing. She included affectionate stories about Elizabeth II and her mother, Queen Elizabeth (in widowhood popularly known as the Queen Mum), who regarded Margaret as her “third daughter.”
A number of Margaret’s insights from our conversations are sprinkled throughout Elizabeth the Queen: “She can uphold the identity of herself as Queen and still be humble.” “She has a compartmentalized brain, with lots of boxes.” She provided indelible descriptions of the Queen driving on the private roads of her estates “like a bat out of hell.” Pursuing stags on the Balmoral hills, Margaret told me, “She would be crawling on her stomach with her nose up to the soles of her stalker’s boots.”
Margaret had an endearing personality. On our first meeting at The Garden House in November 2008, I noted that she was “small, trim, and sprightly.” She wore blue jeans and a pullover sweater—very much the countrywoman: “eyes bright blue, unadorned face, gray hair, aquiline nose, sparkly voice.” She was sturdy and walked quickly.
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