This was 1982. I was crazy about anything written by Barbara Cartland - the Cinderella type heroines in their borrowed crinolines and dark beauty. And I was obsessed about Princess Di - and quite frankly, who wasn't at the time? I read all the anecdotes about her in Reader' Digest - from her hat size to her jokes. And when she had Prince William, it was like watching real life fairy tale - wayyyyy before - and much better- the reality shows now. Today that Prince has his own baby prince. And me? I am still a royalist. I love all that princely pomp and circumstance - the town crier and announcement on gilded easel - I love them all.

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