Jing - you would be right. If only I had thought of all these clever ripostes at the time! All this happened...... let's see, DD was born in 1978 so it was....eeek!...thirty four years ago. What a sad old bat I must be to still feel angry after all these years! It's odd, though, that one incident really put me off the royals, the whole lot of them. Well, I do have some sympathy for Diana, I suppose, although even she was somewhat manipulative I'd have to say.
My dad was very anti-royal. On the day Prince Andrew was due to be born, my dad took me up to London for a job interview with the civil service (didn't get it, thank god). After the interview I begged him to go to Buck Pal with me to see if an announcement had been made about the birth. Very reluctantly he agreed and, as luck would have it, we were standing at the front of the crowd at the palace railings when the notice was put up (no easil in those days, just the railing). Spotting a photographer my disgusted dad turned and pushed his way out of the crowd, closely followed by moi, not wanting to get left behind. In the next day's national papers was a picture of the crowd at the Palace, all craning forward to read the notice, apart from just two heads, me and my dad, facing towards the camera and trying to escape! I still have that picture somewhere.