'You say no one is perfect but Papa.
But he has his faults too.'
POLITICAL PROBLEMS and the war in Italy, England's unpreparedness for war herself, and the immense amount of work which Prince Albert undertook with such ceaseless assiduity that he could often be seen actually running down the corridors at Buckingham Palace and Windsor Castle with papers in his hands and files under his arm, had taken sad toll of the Prince's health. He looked increasingly worn; his trim figure had thickened; he had long been going bald; he wore a wig and fur-lined coat in winter in the rooms which his wife insisted on keeping so cold; and, before he could hold his pen, he had to warm his hand over the flame of his lamp.
He was Prince Consort now, having been granted that title by the Queen by letters patent in 1857; but the title had given him scant pleasure. As he told his brother, it should have been granted at the time of his wedding but prejudice against him had prevented that and now it came too late. In fact, it might not have come at all had there not been a fear that 'wicked people might later on succeed in bringing up the Prince of Wales against his father, and tell him that he should not allow a foreign prince to take a place before him'. 1
It was, however, concern for the happiness of his beloved daughter, whose presence he missed every day, which occupied his thoughts more than the possible future behaviour of his son. And in his anxiety about the child, and his longing for her responsive, affectionate, stimulating company, he came close to quarrelling again with his wife. Already before