My main memories of the day of her death was on my way out that Sunday morning going in, as usual, to purchase The Observor'. and outside, a man saying to me 'Isn't it dreadful?' - 'What?' I asked, he looked at me as if I was a visitor from the Moon 'Diane's death' he said - 'Who?' I asked. 'Diane, the Princess', he explained. 'I do not know anyone called Diane', I told him, then did relent a little, 'The person you refer to- I think of her as often as she thinks of me'.
I then continued my way to attend the second day of a 2-day training course. Always so difficult to find whole weekends free enough to fit these in. Was not impressed when I arrived to hear the trainer suggesting that, 'Out of respect', we postpone that second day. After a few short words from me, the rest of the candidates vetoed that suggestion.
On the following Saturday - funeral day, I kept open the Children's gymnastic club which ran for ages 3 yrs - 15 yrs old. Only had one parent complained that we were open, and I did point out they had the option not to come that day. On the other hand had several parents thank me for keeping some sort of normality for their young children who had found that week morbid and very frightening. TV in Reception area was kept to Channel 4 which, thankfully, was the only channel running normal childrens programmes and nor pictures of that funeral.
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