Yeah, it does. At least she went peacefully of old age than instead of some insidious disease like cancer, though. I'm thankful for that.
I lost my mother last year, a few days after my 33rd birthday.
Long story short, it was a highly aggressive form of brain cancer that only roughly 250 people in the UK develop per year. She won the "fuck you, love from Life" lottery.
Her last days had her as basically a shell of who she was cognitively and physically.
I'm glad Her Majesty didn't suffer such a fate.
What you call the Left these days are pretty much Center, Center-Left, or even Center-Right. The line has moved drastically and far.
Harry missed her last few hours: while he arrived as quickly as he could, it was still after she'd died. I get the feeling he won't forgive himself, and be forgiven by the other Royals, for that.
Body language experts are also saying that he's checked out of the marriage mentally, or he's so broken that he just doesn't care any longer.
Well, that's what he gets for thinking with his dick and fucking/marrying a high-class prostitute -- sorry, "Yacht Girl" and a D List, toxic, racist, and sexist actress.