It’s funny to think that more than a decade after the death of a pampered Princess -who by all accounts just did the odd bit of charity work – that there is still so much media interest.
“For outside the chapel, where police with barriers expected multitudes, there were barely more watchers than at an ordinary August changing of the guard. An outraged Daily Telegraph had called for ten giant screens to satisfy the expected throng, Toynbee wrote.
“But journalists and camera crews from around the world almost outnumbered Royalists, with a shortage of Diana worshippers to film. Most who thinly lined the rails were curious tourists, few were British. Whatever that strange wailing, teddy-bear hugging spasm of public anguish was ten years ago, it ended here yesterday.”
And I totally agree. I was actually glad to see that hardly anyone turned up for the tenth anniversary service because it was ludicrous.
The fact of the matter is that ten years ago a normal, average, run-of the-mill woman died. She just happened to be a princess. It was a tragic end to the life of a lady who the public did not personally – so why all the crying and candlelit vigils?
I just hope that the whole matter would just be put to bed once and for all.
Seeing Diana on the front of every right-wing claptrap broadsheet and tabloid was getting beyond tiresome.