His sons, meanwhile, are princes of Tatler: profligate and ignorant, they inhabit a remote Chelsea pond. Harry is known primarily for inheriting the jocular racism of his grandfather. He once called a fellow soldier \”our little Paki friend\”; and what great-grandson of George VI would be so stupid as to wear a Nazi uniform as fancy dress? William just seems desperately unhappy, an anxious sacrifice too befuddled by his destiny to grasp its needs or meaning. We read of £4,000-a-night hotel suites; of £250,000 dresses; of publicly owned helicopters taking detours to amuse the princes and their friends. Last Saturday the princes attended a wedding; an RAF Sea King appeared and circled the castle. (The Ministry of Defence said there was no detour.) This is not forgivable expenditure. This is the wages of unthinking entitlement and mindless greed.
They\’re actually doing what people rather expect young princes to do aren\’t they? One has gone to war, as his Uncle did, the other flies search and rescue. All rather feudal, that there are princes, that they do this military stuff. But all rather according to the script as well, isn\’t it?