This is our final show from London and as the saying goes it's amazing how much can happen in a week. Meghan Markle, in the eyes of the British press, has gone from B-grade actress with a trashy dysfunctional extended family to icon and saviour of the Royal Family.
She is being revered here by every single paper and news outlet, all the networks are still, the next day, broadcasting from outside Windsor Castle, basking in the aura of their newly minted royal heroine. From the depth of culture in the ceremony to the departures from protocol, to the simplicity of her look, the Brits cannot get enough of it.
We were there on Saturday at Windsor, having arrived on a packed train, to the heaving sidewalks and crowds of well wishers: Windsor managed to take festive to new levels. The day was perfect, the bells tolled, the happy couple didn't put a foot wrong. It was magic. As we crammed into our long train home back to London, I thought it may be a little less festive back in the city. I was wrong.
The buoyant mood has not yet abated here. This modern romance has eclipsed even the hardest of hearts. Every paper is running double page spreads, every news show is dissecting every element of the wedding, what it means, what her influence means, what it's done for the royal brand, what it's done for Harry - there's even concerns she may overshadow Kate - and there are rumours she's already pregnant. It is the one and only story in town.
