Post by Deleted on Oct 1, 2022 3:28:00 GMT
WHEN HARRY MET CHELSY (2007)
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As he stood alone before the 500-strong congregation in the Guards chapel in London, few could have been unmoved by the young man’s composure and quiet dignity as he spoke yearningly of the mother he lost when he was just 12.
At the service to commemorate the 10th anniversary of the death of Diana, Princess of Wales, Prince Harry told us she was: “Quite simply, the best mother in the world.” His voice trembled at times - though his delivery was measured - as the Prince spoke tenderly of the woman who passed on to him her “unrivalled love of life, laughter, fun and folly.” Only as he told how the Princess “never once allowed her unfaltering love for us to go unspoken or undemonstrated”, did Prince Harry hesitate. For one brief moment he faltered.
In that fleeting instant, televised to millions, one saw again the boy, nine days short of his 13th birthday, who walked behind his mother’s coffin a decade ago. One could not but recall his dignity that day too, as he struggled to keep pace with his father, grandfather and older brother, his rigid arms and clenched fists the only indications of his overwhelming grief.
Then, the nation took Harry to its heart: for millions he epitomised the aching loss that Diana’s death created for her two sons. How, we wondered, would such a young child, whose mother had died so suddenly, on the threshold of his teenage years, cope among the distant and reserved Royal Family?
Ten years later, most would probably say: not terribly well. Many write off Harry, who turned 23 yesterday, as a party-loving prince who fritters away his life swigging £50 ‘crackberry’ cocktails, a nauseating mixture of champagne, vodka, raspberry liqueur and passion fruit, at London’s Mahiki nightclub. As a dilettante soldier who didn’t have the nous to know that swaggering in a Nazi uniform at a fancy dress party was distasteful, and whose party antics and dabbling in drugs threatened to inflict a PR nightmare upon the Royal household.
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As he stood alone before the 500-strong congregation in the Guards chapel in London, few could have been unmoved by the young man’s composure and quiet dignity as he spoke yearningly of the mother he lost when he was just 12.
At the service to commemorate the 10th anniversary of the death of Diana, Princess of Wales, Prince Harry told us she was: “Quite simply, the best mother in the world.” His voice trembled at times - though his delivery was measured - as the Prince spoke tenderly of the woman who passed on to him her “unrivalled love of life, laughter, fun and folly.” Only as he told how the Princess “never once allowed her unfaltering love for us to go unspoken or undemonstrated”, did Prince Harry hesitate. For one brief moment he faltered.
In that fleeting instant, televised to millions, one saw again the boy, nine days short of his 13th birthday, who walked behind his mother’s coffin a decade ago. One could not but recall his dignity that day too, as he struggled to keep pace with his father, grandfather and older brother, his rigid arms and clenched fists the only indications of his overwhelming grief.
Then, the nation took Harry to its heart: for millions he epitomised the aching loss that Diana’s death created for her two sons. How, we wondered, would such a young child, whose mother had died so suddenly, on the threshold of his teenage years, cope among the distant and reserved Royal Family?
Ten years later, most would probably say: not terribly well. Many write off Harry, who turned 23 yesterday, as a party-loving prince who fritters away his life swigging £50 ‘crackberry’ cocktails, a nauseating mixture of champagne, vodka, raspberry liqueur and passion fruit, at London’s Mahiki nightclub. As a dilettante soldier who didn’t have the nous to know that swaggering in a Nazi uniform at a fancy dress party was distasteful, and whose party antics and dabbling in drugs threatened to inflict a PR nightmare upon the Royal household.
tale BS.
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