Value majesty queen Elizabeth,

Call me naïve, but I hope you are now sitting next to Philip. You with a glass of gin with Dubonnet and lots of ice, the prince with his beloved Boddingtons beer. Reunited and finally, I hope satisfied, looking back on a long life. A life that has always been in service of ‘The Crown’. A life in which you literally remained queen until your last breath.

Of course I do not know you, that privilege is given to a very small club, but I do believe I ‘know’ you. And I suspect that after the appointment of Liz Truss just a few days ago, you thought: this is good. Andrew's backside is saved and wiped, the situation with Harry and Meghan is not as hoped, but with your life experience you know that this will settle and William and Kate will soon be the dreamed king and princess. But first it is up to Charles, and you have often had your doubts about that. Charles who was beaten and bullied at Gordonstoun (the strict boarding school where father Philip has good memories of) . Charles who was belittled by his sister Anne, Charles who had to marry Diana and said that he felt like he was trapped in a cage, dreaming of freedom, Charles, the misunderstood and the jealous, especially of Diana. But also the Charles who believed and chose his love, which seems to have almost eternal value. Your relationship would not have been so good, as can be read in, for example, the biography of Jonathan Dimbleby, but you were always concerned.

In Liz Truss's speech after your passing, she explicitly asks the people to support Charles, to give him our loyalty and dedication. ‘Just as much as his mother devoted so much, to so many, for so long.’ You did so well that as thanks we should be a little kind to Charles. I suspect you asked her that. Or whispered it. And when the fresh prime minister shuffled backward out of your room and looked at you one more time with warmth in her eyes, you knew it was good. And you left.

I wish it for you,

May-Britt Mobach