Friday, February 11, 2005

Prince of Wales

If he knew the meaning of the word honour, Prince Charles would choose once and for all between private life and public duty. But he doesn't, and he never has, so he won't - he will simply continue, in the typical soft, decadent style that marks every aspect of his life, to demand the best of both worlds.

Julie Burchill sticks it to Charles in the Times.

We had a street party in Cardiff on the occasion of the Investiture of the Prince of Wales in 1969. I can remember the trestle tables and the souvenir mugs quite clearly even though it was more than 35 years ago and I was only eight.

It seems almost inconceivable that people would celebrate like that these days. In my case male pattern baldness means that I have been deprived of a forelock to tug anyway.

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