Isla Campbell Attends the Kind of Event That Britain Does Best and Wonders Whether the People Around Her Are Enjoying the Actual Event or the Experience of Having Attended an Event Like This
Bohiney Magazine | The London Prat
By Isla Campbell | The London Prat
I attended a Royal Ascot race day this year, in the Royal Enclosure, by virtue of a press credential and a hat that I can describe as ambitious in concept and mixed in execution. The hat was large. Whether it successfully communicated “woman who belongs in the Royal Enclosure” or “woman who panic-bought in Debenhams and found something” is a question I cannot answer objectively, but I received three compliments, which in hat economics is a positive return.
The Royal Enclosure and the Dress Code as Class Signifier
The Royal Enclosure’s dress code — formal day dress for women, morning dress for men — is one of Britain’s most visible class performance requirements, requiring attendees to demonstrate membership in a sartorial category through clothing that is either owned (old money), hired (aspirational, and entirely respectable), or expensively purchased for the occasion (new money, which the Royal Enclosure has always welcomed more comfortably than its aesthetic suggests). The effect of a thousand people in morning dress and elaborate hats is genuinely spectacular in the way that organised collective aesthetics are spectacular, and it is also, if you look at it from a certain angle, an elaborate demonstration that attending this event requires resources unavailable to most people, which is either a bug or a feature depending on your view of exclusivity as a social good.
The Racing
The horses are genuinely beautiful. The race itself — the Gold Cup, which I attended — is approximately two and a half minutes of actual racing for which the day’s preparation has been four hours of social event. I watched the race attentively. I had a small bet, through the approved bookmakers, on a horse whose name appealed to me for non-analytical reasons. The horse ran competently. It did not win. The winner was cheered by people in morning dress who had betted analytically and correctly, and also by people who had betted on it for the same reason I bet on mine — because the name was right. The racing is not, at Ascot, primarily about the racing.
What It Is Actually About
Royal Ascot is about the constructed experience of participation in an institution that is older than most countries. The ritual of the Royal Procession — the royal family driving up the course in open carriages, the crowd cheering, the pageantry performed with the professional ease of people who have rehearsed it annually for decades — is genuinely moving in the way that ritual is moving: not because the thing being ritualised is important in itself, but because the ritual connects the present to a chain of similar presents stretching back further than living memory. Britain does this better than most places. Whether it should charge so much for the experience of proximity to it is a question for the accountants. The hats are worth it. Bohiney Magazine has the class analysis. The London Prat has the satire.
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The Broader Context: What the Monarchy Represents in 2026
The British monarchy in 2026 is an institution that has survived by adapting while appearing not to change, which is the specific skill of institutions whose survival depends on the perception of continuity. The public is more sceptical than in previous generations, more willing to ask questions about cost and relevance, and simultaneously more willing to watch royal events with the appetite for spectacle that the institution has always relied on. These two things coexist in the same people, including the journalist who has attended six Trooping the Colours and finds herself moved by all of them, and who also has a list of republican philosophical objections that she writes down and then does not publish because they are not new and the monarchy is still there. The institution will continue to adapt. The coverage will continue. More from the Palace beat at Bohiney Magazine and at The London Prat’s royal coverage.
A Personal Note on Covering the Royal Family
Writing about the monarchy for a satirical publication requires a specific editorial posture that I will describe as “respectful irreverence”: taking the institution seriously enough to understand it, being honest about its contradictions, and finding the humour in those contradictions without descending into the kind of casual republican snark that would require me to pretend I am not moved by the balcony appearance at Trooping the Colour, which I am. I am moved by it annually. I find this embarrassing and honest simultaneously. The monarchy is an imperfect institution that Britain has decided, repeatedly by inaction rather than by explicit decision, to retain. It produces garden parties and horse parades and garden party sandwiches and the specific ninety seconds of royal attention that recipients describe for the rest of their lives. Whether this is enough to justify its existence is the question I will continue to examine, with genuine curiosity, from the press enclosure at every event I can get credentials for. The hats continue to improve. Next month: the Palace’s summer opening. Tickets are available. I recommend booking early.
SOURCE: https://bohiney.com/royal-ascot-class-system-isla-campbell/
