Barack Obama’s highly self-referential memory of the queen.
It starts like this:
The first time that I met the Queen was visiting London. She reminded me very much of my grandmother, which surprised me, not just in appearance but also in manner, very gracious but also no-nonsense. Wry sense of humor. She could not have been more kind or thoughtful to me and Michelle.
Shortly thereafter, Michelle and Malia and Sasha, my two daughters, had occasion to go back to England. Buckingham Palace reached out and Her Majesty had invited Michelle and the two girls to tea. She had then offered the girls to drive in her golden carriage around the grounds of Buckingham Palace. It was the sort of generosity and consideration that left a mark in my daughter’s lives that’s still there.