The Windsor Diaries are the diaries of Alathea Fitzalan Howard, who lived close to the young Princesses Elizabeth and Margaret at Windsor during World War 2. The diaries were left by Alathea to Isabella Naylor-Leyland, a niece by marriage.
Shortly stated, the book would be dismissed as boring were it not for the relationship between Alathea and Princesses Elizabeth and Margaret in the years 1940-45. Midway through, I was on the verge of dismissing it as a fairly tedious account of the doings of the British upper classes/aristocracy, it being sometimes hard to work out where she’s staying. She certainly appeared to travel around the country at times, war or no war, often staying in grand houses. But I persisted, and through the day-to-day accounts of her activities, we build up an insight into her outlook on the world. This includes the bombing endured by the British and Alathea’s infatuations with men and her views on life and marriage generally.
Her life was a bit of a mess, and she dwells on this quite a lot. She had a distant relationship with her mother (who lived in London) and she wasn’t close to her father or grandfather (she lived with her grandfather and his sister). She found the affection she craved through her close friendship with the two princesses Elizabeth and Margaret, and their parents King George VI and Queen Elizabeth, her neighbours, with whom she frequently attended drawing classes. She writes of her infatuation with the trappings of royal lifestyle – which she seems to have relished more than the Royal family itself! And her ambitions emerge: her desire for a “good” marriage and to have children, and to become a lady-in-waiting
During the war, she worked with Red Cross as a member of the Voluntary Aid Detachment at Queensmead (Red Cross home in Windsor) which involved menial housekeeping work. At times she seems to have accepted this; at other times she complains about the nature of the work and those who supervised her. At one point, she states, “I have an instinctive and unconquerable loathing for touching any dirty water or dust, etc….”, yet later she appears to move on from this position, spending some years at Queensemad (albeit with mixed feelings). And her life continues throughout the war as a whirl between drawing classes with the Princesses, dances, meeting numerous members of the aristocracy and army officers and some nice suppers and meals. Yet she also regularly mentions her sewing and catching the bus and train and frequently rides her bike – an interesting contrast, one might think. Interestingly, the existence of domestic staff often appears to be accepted as a “given”. Her former nanny gets a lot of mentions but other domestic staff and the like seem to be taken for granted.
Of course the publication of these diaries is intrusive into the Royal family’s private life. It’s one thing for fictional productions (such as The Crown) but these diaries were written contemporaneously and are intimate and authentic. However, it was was Alathea’s expressed intention that the diaries should be published (as has now been done by Isabella). Does this intention, as well as the lapse of many decades, lessen the seriousness of the breach of confidence that their publication involves? True, almost invariably, the Royal Family is described in complimentary terms, but the present Queen, and the Duke of Edinburgh (who is mentioned in a number of places) are still alive.
In fact, the diaries reflect much less favourably on Alathea than on the Royal Family, who she admired and respected. She readily admits her envy for the aristocratic life and the trappings. I suppose that’s what diaries are for, to release the inner envies and emotions, but why do we have to read about these things?
On a different note, the compilers have researched the identity of the numerous people mentioned by their given or nick names, with the details set out helpfully in footnotes.
The Afterword (describing her life after the era of the book) confirms that Alathea’s life seems to have been rather sad: from mixing freely with the Royal Family as a teenager, with big hopes for a grand marriage she ended up marrying what is described as a “younger son” and being unable to have children. She never became a lady-in-waiting as she would have liked, with Isabella being unable to say whether this was because she was impractical, not very robust or a Catholic.