“Sometimes a five-year-old’s blunt questions have a knack of cutting to the chase… ”
When my daughter grows up, she wants to be a Queen.
Specifically, she wants to be the Queen of Australia.
She imagines that it’s a job like Elsa’s, but with more drama and fewer reindeer. Mostly, she thinks it involves wearing lovely frocks and ordering people around. Two things she would certainly like more of in her life.
Unfortunately for her, that job is not available, as I explained to her in one of the more confusing conversations I have had as a parent.
Firstly, I had to explain that the Queen of Australia does not live in Australia. In fact, she has only visited us 16 times in her life.
Then, I had to explain that the Queen of Australia is not IN CHARGE of Australia. The person in charge is a man called Malcolm Turnbull, and he was voted into that position by the people, while the Queen got it just for, you know, being born.
Then I had to explain that there was only one way my daughter could get the job for herself: She could travel to England and get this preschooler to marry her:
Then I had to explain what a Head of State was and what they did on a day-to-day basis (thank you, Google).
Obviously, this was a ridiculous conversation to be having with a five-year-old. But sometimes a five-year-old’s blunt questions have a knack of cutting to the chase.
The idea of Australia’s Head of State living somewhere else, having no real connection to us and no real influence over us is ridiculous to explain because it is ridiculous.
Whether you’re five, or 50, that’s ridiculous.
Queen Elizabeth is Britain’s longest-reigning monarch. It is an incredible achievement. When she took the throne in 1952, her world was an entirely different place.