Wouldn't you just know it ?

Sixty-two years ago today, five-and-a-half year-old me watched the Coronation on a small, blurry, black-and-white television, bought as an early celebration of my Dad's thirtieth birthday.
Somewhere in the house there's my Coronation mug, but I can't lay my hands on it. So here's my tiny, possibly collectable, version of the Coronation Chair. Priced at a shilling, which I think would have been four weeks' pocket money in those days !
The Stone of Scone is still there, but, wouldn't you just know it, the removable seat that the monarch sits on has gone missing. Probably not as collectable as I thought then.