"I Buried Diana".
The Daily Star or the Daily Sport or whatever it is (I don't buy it, someone brought it into work today) was running an interview on the front page with one of the pallbearers at Princess Di's funeral. I'm ashamed to admit I read all of it, but only in the interests of confirming the English are a complete let-down, obviously. Apparently it's been ten years since she left us, but it feels like it's been front page news ever since my Mum sat my older brother (then aged 14) and me (about 11) down at the table and told us over breakfast that something very sad and terrible happened. We naturally presumed our hamster was dead and I don't mind admitting to the incredible relief I felt when it turned out that this wasn't the case. (I'm not a hater, but I will stick my sarcastic pin into every balloon the luvvies try and inflate because for God's sake, she was just -one- person and this is getting stupid).
So this year we've had a rock concert in memory of her (or was it to tell us all to wipe our feet and stop leaving carbon footprints everywhere?), we've had the Daily Mail reprinting practically their entire editions from That Week in 1997 (have all the staff writers gone on holiday?) and now we've got a memorial service, the central talking point of which has focused on whether Camilla should be there or not.
She pulled out. My hamster died in the end. Diana is gone and has been gone for TEN WHOLE YEARS! Can we concentrate on the people who are dying now please? Because it seems to be a whole lot more of them, and they're getting younger. Maybe if we weren't too busy being hysterical about something that happened a decade ago, before the kids who are getting stabbed to death now were even born, we could sort our country out? Maybe?
I am not proud to be British right now. Not at all.
The Daily Star or the Daily Sport or whatever it is (I don't buy it, someone brought it into work today) was running an interview on the front page with one of the pallbearers at Princess Di's funeral. I'm ashamed to admit I read all of it, but only in the interests of confirming the English are a complete let-down, obviously. Apparently it's been ten years since she left us, but it feels like it's been front page news ever since my Mum sat my older brother (then aged 14) and me (about 11) down at the table and told us over breakfast that something very sad and terrible happened. We naturally presumed our hamster was dead and I don't mind admitting to the incredible relief I felt when it turned out that this wasn't the case. (I'm not a hater, but I will stick my sarcastic pin into every balloon the luvvies try and inflate because for God's sake, she was just -one- person and this is getting stupid).
So this year we've had a rock concert in memory of her (or was it to tell us all to wipe our feet and stop leaving carbon footprints everywhere?), we've had the Daily Mail reprinting practically their entire editions from That Week in 1997 (have all the staff writers gone on holiday?) and now we've got a memorial service, the central talking point of which has focused on whether Camilla should be there or not.
She pulled out. My hamster died in the end. Diana is gone and has been gone for TEN WHOLE YEARS! Can we concentrate on the people who are dying now please? Because it seems to be a whole lot more of them, and they're getting younger. Maybe if we weren't too busy being hysterical about something that happened a decade ago, before the kids who are getting stabbed to death now were even born, we could sort our country out? Maybe?
I am not proud to be British right now. Not at all.
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I remember THAT DAY. It used to be my habit to watch videos before breakfast during the school holidays, so I went downstairs really early with a copy of Goldeneye. There were all these Paris streetmap images on the news when I turned the TV on, so I went upstairs and asked what was going on.
'It's on the radio,' my parents said sleepily. 'Diana and that Dodi tit have died in a car crash.'
'Oh,' I said, and paused. 'Do you want to watch Goldeneye?'
TBH apart from a person dying and being missed by their loved ones I really dont care, at all - its been too much for too long