You are doing sterling work @Anna2020Sandringham 2013
Christmas with the family. Hotel Granny was full that year, overrun by family, so I was given a mini room in a narrow back corridor, among the offices of Palace staff. I’d never stayed there before. I’d rarely even set foot there before.
I liked the notion of seeing and exploring uncharted territory—I was a grizzled polar explorer, after all!—but I also felt a bit unappreciated. A bit unloved. Relegated to the hinterlands.
Alas, my family at that moment was infected with some very scary malware. It was largely to do with the Court Circular, that annual record of “official engagements” done by each member of the Royal Family in the preceding calendar year. Sinister document.
Certain family members had become obsessed, feverishly striving to have the highest number of official engagements recorded in the Circular each year, no matter what, and they’d succeeded largely by including things that weren’t, strictly speaking, engagements, recording public interactions that were mere blips, the kinds of things Willy and I wouldn’t dream of including. Which was essentially why the Court Circular was a joke. It was all self-reported, all subjective. Nine private visits with veterans, helping with their mental health? Zero points. Flying via helicopter to cut a ribbon at a horse farm? Winner!
But the main reason the Court Circular was a joke, a scam, was that none of us was deciding in a vacuum how much work to do. Granny or Pa decided, by way of how much support (money) they allocated to our work. Money determined all. In the case of Willy and me, Pa was the sole decider. It was he alone who controlled our funds; we could only do what we could do with whatever resources and budget we got from him. To be publicly flogged for how much Pa permitted us to do—that felt grossly unfair. Rigged.
Prince Harry, The Duke of Sussex.
Sandringham 2013
Christmas with the family. Hotel Granny was full that year, overrun by family, so I was given a mini room in a narrow back corridor, among the offices of Palace staff. I’d never stayed there before. I’d rarely even set foot there before.
I liked the notion of seeing and exploring uncharted territory—I was a grizzled polar explorer, after all!—but I also felt a bit unappreciated. A bit unloved. Relegated to the hinterlands.
Alas, my family at that moment was infected with some very scary malware. It was largely to do with the Court Circular, that annual record of “official engagements” done by each member of the Royal Family in the preceding calendar year. Sinister document.
Certain family members had become obsessed, feverishly striving to have the highest number of official engagements recorded in the Circular each year, no matter what, and they’d succeeded largely by including things that weren’t, strictly speaking, engagements, recording public interactions that were mere blips, the kinds of things Willy and I wouldn’t dream of including. Which was essentially why the Court Circular was a joke. It was all self-reported, all subjective. Nine private visits with veterans, helping with their mental health? Zero points. Flying via helicopter to cut a ribbon at a horse farm? Winner!
But the main reason the Court Circular was a joke, a scam, was that none of us was deciding in a vacuum how much work to do. Granny or Pa decided, by way of how much support (money) they allocated to our work. Money determined all. In the case of Willy and me, Pa was the sole decider. It was he alone who controlled our funds; we could only do what we could do with whatever resources and budget we got from him. To be publicly flogged for how much Pa permitted us to do—that felt grossly unfair. Rigged.
Prince Harry, The Duke of Sussex.
"uncertainty over the accuracy"'Significant' Queen Mother error in new Harry book sparks accuracy row
Prince Harry has sparked uncertainty over the accuracy of his book after describing a scene that appears could not physically have happened.www.express.co.uk
i did rather like the last line get out clause, though …
As a defence mechanism, most likely, my memory was no longer recording things quite as it once did."
Or, indeed, at all
The papers were awash with stories about Willy being lazy, and the press had taken to calling him “Work-shy Wills,” which was obscene, grossly unfair, because he was busy having children and raising a family. (Kate was pregnant again.) Also, he was still beholden to Pa, who controlled the purse strings. He did as much as Pa wanted him to do, and sometimes that wasn’t much, because Pa and Camilla didn’t want Willy and Kate getting loads of publicity. Pa and Camilla didn’t like Willy and Kate drawing attention away from them or their causes. They’d openly scolded Willy about it many times. Case in point: Pa’s press officer berated Willy’s team when Kate was scheduled to visit a tennis club on the same day Pa was doing an engagement. Told that it was too late to cancel the visit, Pa’s press officer warned: Just make sure the Duchess doesn’t hold a tennis racquet in any of the photos! Such a winning, fetching photo would undoubtedly wipe Pa and Camilla off the front pages. And that, in the end, couldn’t be tolerated. Willy told me that both he and Kate felt trapped, and unfairly persecuted, by the press and by Pa and Camilla, so I felt some need to carry the banner for all three of us in 2015. But selfishly, I also didn’t want the press coming for me. To be called lazy? I shuddered. I never wanted to see that word attached to my name. The press had called me stupid for most of my life, and naughty, and racist, but if they dared to call me lazy…I couldn’t guarantee I wouldn’t go down to Fleet Street and start pulling people out from behind their desks. I didn’t understand until months later that there were even more reasons why the press was gunning for Willy. First, he’d got them all worked up by ceasing to play their game, denying them unfettered access to his family. He’d refused several times to trot Kate out like a prized racehorse, and that was considered a bridge too far.
Prince Harry, The Duke of Sussex
There's no excuse for that when he could have googled himself to find out!"uncertainty over the accuracy"
Can the spineless press call this jerk out for the barefaced bleeping LIAR he is.
I think it translates into ‘What happed to the 25 Tabliban killed by Harry’, then the little quote down the bottom by sketches of the Taliban says …..’we f*ck his mother in paradise’.The Hebdo cartoon is fucked up, but this is what Harry has brought on himself.
Does anyone know what the French headline translates to?
How come the French press weren't branded racists for Hebdo's depiction of M in their 2021 DoE cartoon?
I looked up, and apparently Prince Charles was the hardest working Royal in 2013. Is he calling his own father “certain family members”? And saying that he inflates the number of his engagements to come out on top?Sandringham 2013
Christmas with the family. Hotel Granny was full that year, overrun by family, so I was given a mini room in a narrow back corridor, among the offices of Palace staff. I’d never stayed there before. I’d rarely even set foot there before.
I liked the notion of seeing and exploring uncharted territory—I was a grizzled polar explorer, after all!—but I also felt a bit unappreciated. A bit unloved. Relegated to the hinterlands.
Alas, my family at that moment was infected with some very scary malware. It was largely to do with the Court Circular, that annual record of “official engagements” done by each member of the Royal Family in the preceding calendar year. Sinister document.
Certain family members had become obsessed, feverishly striving to have the highest number of official engagements recorded in the Circular each year, no matter what, and they’d succeeded largely by including things that weren’t, strictly speaking, engagements, recording public interactions that were mere blips, the kinds of things Willy and I wouldn’t dream of including. Which was essentially why the Court Circular was a joke. It was all self-reported, all subjective. Nine private visits with veterans, helping with their mental health? Zero points. Flying via helicopter to cut a ribbon at a horse farm? Winner!
But the main reason the Court Circular was a joke, a scam, was that none of us was deciding in a vacuum how much work to do. Granny or Pa decided, by way of how much support (money) they allocated to our work. Money determined all. In the case of Willy and me, Pa was the sole decider. It was he alone who controlled our funds; we could only do what we could do with whatever resources and budget we got from him. To be publicly flogged for how much Pa permitted us to do—that felt grossly unfair. Rigged.
Prince Harry, The Duke of Sussex.
No that's really messed up. I saw it and I don't think there's any defending it. It's not even witty or clever and it doesn't seem to be making any kind of point about anything - not that I can make out anyway. I don't think he's brought that on himself - I put the blame for this on Charlie Hebdo. It's his dead mother that's the butt of the joke moreso than Harry and Diana has another son and plenty other relatives that will be horrified by this.I think it translates into ‘What happed to the 25 Tabliban killed by Harry’, then the little quote down the bottom by sketches of the Taliban says …..’we f*ck his mother in paradise’.
I agree it‘s f*ucked up but what Harry said will be equally offensive and shocking to many. As you say he’s pretty much brought it on himself.
I do rather love the idea that with the whole of heaven to go at, Diana would mix with Newton and Chaucer.The flip from 'mummy' to cock and back again is so rapid that my head is spinning. Freud may have had a point.
The flat had three tall windows, but they admitted little light, so the differences between dawn, dusk and midday were nominal at best. Sometimes the question was rendered moot by Mr. R, who lived directly upstairs. He liked to park his massive gray Discovery hard against the windows, blotting out all light entirely. I wrote him a note, politely asking if he might perhaps pull his car forward a few inches. He fired back a reply telling me to suck eggs. Then he went to Granny and asked her to tell me the same. She never did speak to me about it, but the fact that Mr. R felt secure enough, supported enough, to denounce me to the monarch showed my true place in the pecking order. He was one of Granny’s equerries.
Every day Mrs. R parked her car in Mummy’s old spot.She was guilty of an even more egregious vehicular crime than her husband.
I can still see her gliding into that space, right where my mother’s green BMW used to be. It was wrong of me, and I knew it was wrong, but on some level I condemned Mrs. R for it.
Prince Harry, The Duke of Sussex.
She must've felt like a star, bless her
The flip from 'mummy' to cock and back again is so rapid that my head is spinning. Freud may have had a point.
I looked up, and apparently Prince Charles was the hardest working Royal in 2013. Is he calling his own father “certain family members”? And saying that he inflates the number of his engagements to come out on top?
Likewise, I think a lot what Harry has put in his book is indefensible. What Harry said about executing people will be equally deeply offensive to many, especially those in Afghanistan who lost loved ones and of course the Taliban. Why did anyone need to know he saw life as chess pieces and that he executed 25 people?No that's really messed up. I saw it and I don't think there's any defending it. It's not even witty or clever and it doesn't seem to be making any kind of point about anything - not that I can make out anyway. I don't think he's brought that on himself - I put the blame for this on Charlie Hebdo. It's his dead mother that's the butt of the joke moreso than Harry and Diana has another son and plenty other relatives that will be horrified by this.
Charlie Hebdo seem a like tit stirrers to me. The attack on their offices was horrible but they're just shocking for the sake of being shocking. What are they trying to say?