JAN MOIR: When will the pampered Princes Charles and Andrew realize that the age of reverence is over?

JAN MOIR: When will the pampered Princes Charles and Andrew realize that the age of reverence is over?

This week, the queen told visitors: “As you can see, I can’t move.” Well, ma’am, that’s so true in so many ways.

With scandals snowballing and humiliations accumulating around her like winter slush, Her Majesty barely has room to maneuver between her beleaguered sons and their headline troubles.

God save the Queen truly – from her own family.

Hosting at Windsor this week, our 95-year-old monarchy leaned on a stick for support and looked more fragile than we’ve ever seen it before. Even the folds in her dress seemed to be faded.

However, one could admire her tenacity, insisting on standing up to greet the visiting ragtag dignitaries. Indeed, she seemed so cheerful that it was almost disturbing.

As scandal continues to rage at the Palace, a black flurry looms and Storm Andrew is followed by Storm Charles (although to be fair, the focus is on his former assistant Michael Fawcett, not HRH), it all must be , gaining momentum. losses.

JAN MOIR: When will the pampered Princes Charles and Andrew realize that the age of reverence is over?

As scandal continues to rage in the palace, a black squall rolls in, followed by Storm Andrew and Storm Charles.

However, H.M. seemed determined to look at least cheerful. The fact that the photos were published made it clear: I’m still here. The Platinum Anniversary continues. Forward and upward.

But where did the monarchy go? As scandal erupts around the Windsors like long-buried ammunition finally ignites, Andrew and Charles must realize that the age of reverence is over.

These spoiled princes can no longer move through life with impunity, behaving as they please, breaking the rules behind the ramparts, not being held accountable for their actions.

This world above/below is gone forever; now they are just as liable as any butler or footman or cashier or con man when it comes to allegations of sexual abuse or potential money for infamy honors.

The long arm of the law can and will pat them on the shoulder if deemed necessary, ermine shoulder boards notwithstanding.

What’s next? Andrew will remain in disgrace until his death, while even Charles may have to go into exile if things get too hot to never become king.

This would leave the ascension path for King Wilhelm, which, according to my mailbox, many people would prefer anyway.

As the Windsor scandals erupt like long-buried ammunition finally ignites, Andrew and Charles must realize that the era of reverence is over.

As the Windsor scandals erupt like long-buried ammunition finally ignites, Andrew and Charles must realize that the era of reverence is over.

Meanwhile, we all love the queen, but should she bear any responsibility for the shameful and terrible behavior of her children? As we enter another terrible year, all eyes naturally turn to the head of the clan, and questions must be asked. And most importantly, could she, as a monarch and mother, do more to keep the gang in the literal and narrow sense?

The Queen has always set an example of her own unshakable honesty. Could it be her fault if her children and grandchildren did not always follow her example?

After all, the Windsors are perhaps the most dysfunctional family on the planet. They make the Osbournes look like the Waltons, and there must have been many times when affairs of state meant she went missing behind the lines.

However, there comes a point in every adult’s life when you need to stop blaming your parents and take responsibility. Prince Harry has not yet reached that point.

Meanwhile, Princes Charles and Andrew seem to be constantly suffering from the self-esteem that has long flourished like bacteria in their royal privilege bubble.

In contrast, Princess Anne and Prince Edward just get along with each other without fuss. Perhaps the queen can console herself with the fact that, to paraphrase Meatloaf, two out of four is not bad.

The Queen has always set an example of her own unshakable honesty.  Could it be her fault if her children and grandchildren did not always follow her example?

The Queen has always set an example of her own unshakable honesty. Could it be her fault if her children and grandchildren did not always follow her example?

Really, what else could HM do? She is about to celebrate her 70th anniversary of service – an incredible achievement. Most of us have never known a time when she was not our head of state. But instead of a cloudless party unfolding in the coming months, there is the stench of Andrew’s multi-million dollar payout, and now a police investigation linked to Charles’ charity. No mother deserves this.

Of course, there was little she could do to curb her sons’ mutual greed for money, which actually underlies both situations.

Each prince nestled close to the bonfire of wealth, hoping to feel some comforting warmth for himself through the generosity of his billionaire friends, respectively Jeffrey Epstein and Mahfouz Marei Mubarak bin Mahfouz. It is this greed and weakness that has brought us to this sad state.

After a lifetime of impeccable service to the nation, the Queen deserves so much more – the consequences of her sons’ questionable behavior.

But in the wee hours, she certainly wouldn’t be human if she didn’t ask herself: Could I have done more?

And please keep Harry away from it!

In Money for Honors, Prince Harry could be questioned by police about his “concern” about the Saudi billionaire. My God, no. Haven’t we suffered enough? The last thing we need is to know nothing. Harry trims his spurs of piety, mounts his tall horse, sits gracefully in his rescue saddle as he rides Told You Such Gorge, lecturing his father on the company he keeps. Harry should be more concerned about who he does business with in the US.

What, Adele, is happening to you?

I would hate to be the person responsible for looking after Adele during her trip to London last week. Just invite her to the Graham Norton show; make her go all out about being a London girl; make her flash her “engagement” ring and make her drop the phrase that she wants “another child” – this should be a distraction. And then bring her home, job done.

Instead, at 2am, our Adele was pole dancing at the Heaven nightclub under Charing Cross station, stripping down to a black bra on stage, then crying in the car because she was recognized.

However, despite appearing on the chat show and performing at the Brit Awards, I’m still waiting to hear the plausible reason for her late Las Vegas show cancellation. Some just don’t buy this Covid and delivery delays.

We don’t know what Adele is up to and let’s hope it’s nothing serious, but her fans deserve more.

Somehow, the Greggs bakery chain has infiltrated the hearts and arteries of the nation. They have an amazing public relations department that has somehow convinced millions of people that mass-produced pale meat pastries should be looked at with love. Now they have launched a clothing line with Primark, consisting of Greggs signature sneakers, T-shirts and even sausage boxers. TV presenter Eamonn Holmes is not the only one who is perplexed.

‘Why do you need it? I can understand some brand names, Ralph Lauren or something like that, but why do you want to be compared to a sausage roll? he asked. Well, if anyone knows, it’s him.

Litigation is a lot of good things, Linda.

Linda Evangelista had terrible side effects from using the fat burner. The 56-year-old former supermodel says she is ‘permanently deformed’ and ‘brutally mutilated’. For five years she couldn’t run into people she knew, but now she’s “out of hiding” and appeared in People magazine this week.

“I don’t look in the mirror. It doesn’t look like me,” she said, saying she was suing the company responsible for her disfigurement. No doubt some will say that she herself is to blame for her vanity, but this is cruel.

Aging is hard enough for all of us – it must be a thousand times harder for famous beauties. Linda was absolutely dazzling, but despite everything, she is still beautiful.

Perhaps she would have been better off enjoying her remaining years than wasting all her energy and time on the lawsuit. But I’m afraid it’s too late for caution.

Advantage Williams

“We have never been free. . . we only do what we work, ”complain tennis star sisters Serena and Venus Williams.

Join the club ladies. Millions of us are in it without good trophies and six-figure checks to celebrate our constant weariness.

I haven’t stopped working since I was 16. And I’m far from alone.

Of all the political disappointments of the last few decades, Nick Clegg’s dreary safari from popular centrist (remember the short, heady days of Cleggmania?) to Silicon Valley hotshot is one of the most depressing.

Is it bad to feel devastated by the news of his promotion at Facebook parent company Meta from VP to President of Global Affairs? Now he’s there, next to Mark Zuckerberg and Sheryl Sandberg.

It doesn’t matter that some failures just keep falling up. Worse still, people used to go into politics to serve their country, not to end up with great, lucrative jobs.

Yet David Cameron, sitting in his shepherd’s hut, must be seething with jealousy. It’s always there.

I’d be better than the lame lady Cressy

Brrring! I’m still waiting for a call from Priti Patel to confirm my appointment as the new Metropolitan Commissioner. True, I have no experience in the police, but could I do worse work than the outgoing lady Cressida Dick? Unlike Commissioner Dick, I don’t have a master’s degree in forensic science, but that didn’t seem to help her much either.

Kress could authoritatively state that Professor Plum did this to the lead pipes in the library, but she didn’t get it when it came to real policing.

Among her many crimes? Refusal to fire rogue officers or admit that something went wrong.

I distinctly remember how it was seen as a great victory for feminism when she got the job – and it was! The woman who will drag this great sexist institution of the Met into the 21st century, but things have only gotten worse under her rule.

With big jobs come big responsibilities.

In the end, she couldn’t meet them either.

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