"Charles is seven and Anne is five," Elizabeth said. They were old enough to have their own personalities and their own interests - Anne was rather sporting and fond of horses and Charles liked to read and pursue bookish things. It was charming to see them grow. She was missing so much by being here.

"I spend a good deal of time away, considering who I am, but when I am home I like to spend as much time as I can with them so they know who I am, that they love me."