I've always fancied Princess Diana's second born as one of he luckiest guys around. In the first place he'll never be the King of England which meant he could carouse to his hearts delight and, apparently, he did. Ol' Harry never had to beg for a date. What dude!
His older brother had to take on the aura of being staid and proper; was required to marry a lady of refinement and culture and he did.
There are some comparisons between Harry and his brother, Prince William. the first being their dad, Charles is a wimp. These guys are not.
Most of you are too young to remember but their grandmother, Queen Elizabeth, was so prim and proper she was never know to belch or fart, even in the confines of her bedroom. Her sister, Margaret, however, would have made a perfect playmate of Mick Jagger.
Another item on my agenda of the ever changing 21st century. Harry's fiancee, Meghan Markle, is an American actress. That didn't go over so well in the 1930's England when thrice divorced Wallis Warfield Simpson married King Edward who was forced to abdicate the throne. Did that throw the line of succession into a jumble or what?
Ms. Markle has only been wed a single time. For a Hollywood star that's like, well, not at all. Add to this she's mulatto. It isn't the phrase, 'times are a changin'. Times have changed-period.
Don't get me wrong. I could care less if the woman is black or has a candy cane appearance. Heck, in summer, I could pass for Step n' Fetchit.
I suspect it's time for Harry to settle down. With all the babes he's shagged he has to be exhausted.
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