Probably, from behind the sofa peeking through my hands, like I did with Silence of the Lambs.
I don’t like them anymore.
when they first met I thought, that’s beautiful. Harry was always a bit of a lost soul and Megs seemed to make him shine.
then they went yuk.
I completely understand how the press has haunted and pursued Harry all his life but Megan was an actress, she thrives on attention. But it has to be attention she can control.
she wants to be special and important but on her terms.
She has turned Harry into a lap dog.
Yes, let’s hate the press, let’s hate the intrusion into our personal lives except when it suits us.
Lets wear expensive clothes, expensive jewellery, fly first class or on private planes while we champion for the poor and overlooked.
Let’s complain and moan about the awful time we had being royal while we make sure our “royalty” gets us influential and fancy friends and benefits.
Megs didn’t want to be a third tier Royal, standing two rows back from the limelight she wanted to be front row, Centre of attention.
I feel desperately sad for Harry. I just hope his love for Megs and his growing family is enough consolation for losing everything else he knew and loved.