The House of Windsor has produced a long line of stiffs. Prince Charles and I are the same age and, growing up, it was painful to watch the kid with his shorts hiked up to his armpits trying to seem normal. I admire his mom a great deal, but, let’s face it, more than her upper lip is stiff. Prince Philip, well, his German ancestry makes him seem even more like he’s got a stick up his backside. Lord Louis Mountbatten, Philip’s uncle had more panache than most in the family. Even his death, assassination by the IRA, was rakish. Second in line to the throne, Charles and Di’s son Prince William, began strongly, but has become more like his father in the past few years.
Which brings us to William’s younger brother, Harry, third in line to the throne. Finally there’s a royal who seems a real person, who doesn’t seem a living embodiment of a Monty Python goof on upper class twits. He was in New York today and, from looking at the photos, he took the town by storm. Good for Harry.
