Her Majesty the Queen mourned around the world

 Here is a sample from news outlets tonight as we, the people of the world, mourn the loss of Her Majesty the Queen. (I have access to channels in a bunch of different languages).





The new Prime Minster speaking on the death of Her Majesty












































God Save the King

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