Im not engaging in the mobs of Kings Day, here in Holland.
We used to have Queens Day, on the 30th of April. It was always the best weather.
Now this ... king... we have, he didn't want to respect his granny like his mum did since he was born only three days earlier and not on January 30 like his mom, so he moved the day.
Now, the magic is sort of out of it.
People still form hordes in the streets probably, probably still get drunk and take pills, still sell their old toys and records in the streets (and their old lamp-fittings and dust-rags and chimney-parts) but they don't ... well, celebrate, I guess.
Our queen Beatrix was the stateliest queen you'll ever see.
She was in bed with everybody. England, Germany, Nato, Bilderberg - she seems to have sat comfortably at the center of it all with her "Im way too pretty for you and that is why I am your queen" gleam.
By contrast, the king.