Ever since her Merc wrapped around a concrete post in a Paris suburb subway, Diana has spoken to me in dreams: 'Don't let them make me into a saint'; 'Did you know I failed all my GCSEs?', and things like that. She ordered me to write a love song (not something I would normally do), then told me it was her 'favouritest song ever', and begged me to post it here (what is it with this girl and posts?). I'll let Ricky Gervais introduce it: 'So, by Royal Command, I give you (roll of drums)... 'What? He's not ready? 2 minutes? Still 2 minutes? What sort of clock have you got? Shall I do the dance again? Shall I sing another song? Someone writes this for me, it's not my fault... still 2 minutes? Shall I swear? How can I be funny if I can't swear? What? He's not ready? 2 minutes (repeat till ready)...'
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I also believe in "Santa Claus", Snow White and the seven bla,bla, bla!
Get real man! Stop surfing on Princess Diana's fame. I don't buy that...
Let the Princess rest in peace.
Hi Fernando
I wrote this blog just after a most horrendous TV spectacle that was supposed to be a tribute to her life. Her sons squirmed in embarrassment in the audience, Ricky Gervais showed the world what an unfunny man he is in real life (ie without a script), and I laughed my head off at the ridiculousness of it all.
She was a generally nice, pretty, rather silly/stupid young woman who married a Prince (that is all it took to make her famous, nothing else) and decided, eventually, to fill her vacuous days and nights with helping others. Many would do the same in her position; many do it with no fanfares or claims of sainthood heaped on them. She was no saint, just a silly, lonely girl with nothing else to do. I agree, let her lie in peace. Please.
Al