I have to add this little anecdote to King Olav's biography:
In 1976, the King was visiting Måløy in Norway in order to inaugurate a new bridge. The occasion was celebrated with a grand lunch, and I was called in to be His Majesty's personal attendant during the meal. Among the guests were mayors from every local town and county, and I knew them all very well from my job at a nearby hotel. But that day, none of them knew me. Obviously, there was a certain shame in admitting to having a personal relationship with a mere maitre d'hotel on such a day. After the lunch was over, they all filed out of the dining hall without as much as a look in my direction. Suddenly, a man stopped before me, bowed and said: "Thank you for good service." It was the King himself. A gentleman to the fingertips.
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