I have deliberately not watched the various programmes on the TV following the death of Diana...
I don't have a Radio Times and am never sure what's on until I have a quick look at the start of a nights viewing.
I did tune into one program by accident one night and stayed watching, conscious that it was replaying the death and the reactions to it in heart aching detail.
That period of my life was when I was consumed with the grief of losing the first David...I cried very easily so I refused to join in when friends and neighbours went up to London daily.
Now all the revelations of who did what and how everyone was feeling and reacting to the sad news just fills me with compassion for the princes and dislike of all the various theories put forward as to who did or said what.
That a beautiful young woman died is a tragedy.
Who or what caused her death should remain a closed book I think...the various revelations can never be proved one way or another..
The statement of her sons carry most weight. They know who killed their mother...it was the paparazzi who chased her everywhere...
I can live with that statement.
That our future king does not come out of this well is tragic. His sons however are splendid, stable young men who loved their mother...
I hope we can just let it all go now....until the next big anniversary in ten years time...2027.
I shall not be around ....but memories will not be so painful or so sharp...time to let go....
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I find the morbid interest in a highly personal death of Diana for her children, making her out to be a virtual Saints, when like all of us, she had her flaws.
Yes she was badly treated and possibly misled, but revisiting and blaming those people consider to be responsible is not particularly nice or helpful to the memories of her.
By all means celebrate her life,but leave out the mawkish sentimentality that surround it all.
The Cult of Diana is something like the Romans, worshiping their own Goddess Diana.
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