I’m carrying Zara Tindall’s gumboots as we walk along the track outside her idyllic Gloucestershire home when she reaches over to grab them from me. “I can’t let you carry my boots,” she insists. No matter that she’s wearing a floaty dress, one of several outfits for a photoshoot in the chill English air (the boots were a potential footwear change).

She might be King Charles III’s niece, and granddaughter of Queen Elizabeth II, but Tindall has neither airs nor graces. She doesn’t have a royal title either – her mother, Princess Anne, turned down the opportunity to make her a princess in favour of giving her a more normal life.