I well remember my mother telling me "The King is dead!" and then watching the ensuing Coronation on a tiny little black-and-white (of course!) TV at a neighbour's house, together with lots of TV-less neighbours.
And I've met Prince Philip at Edinburgh University (an arrogant prat!). My father had to meet Princess Margaret at Kensington Palace to arrange telephone systems, and she was appallingly frosty, rude and arrogant too. He refused to bow (hee hee) and when she tried to 'inform' him about how to set up telephone systems he cheekily asked her why she'd summoned him (West London Area Manager for the GPO) if she already knew all about it.
It's this entitlement which irks me. Nobody is 'above' anyone else in that sense, just because of their birth. It's wrong. Never would I curtsy to another human being.