Diana, Princess of Wales (1961 - 1997)
'a wondering,
wandering girl
coming home for the last
time to her people, at RAF
Northolt, like the good
soldier she was'
Julie Birchill, 1998

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Diana's coffin arrives at RAF Northolt |

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Diana in her last year at her most radiant |
Diana was always my favourite member of the royal family, just liked the tragically flawed Stuarts in contrast to the
Tudors and the House of Windsor. She was human and compassionate. It really doesn't matter to me that she seems to have been
a little crazy and that must have infuriated those around her. She brought joy into a lot of lives, including mine and I was
heartbroken when she died.
I remember the day precisely. It was a Sunday and Paul had got up before me, I heard the phone ring and paid no attention.
Then when I did go downstairs Paul just said, 'She's dead,' I said 'Who?' Paul said that my good friend Barbara had just phoned
to say that Diana had been killed in a car crash in Paris. It didn't really sink in, I made coffee and started to watch
the BBC coverage on the television in a daze. it wasn't until I was in the shower that it slowly dawned on me what had happened.
It didn't really sink in that she was dead until we were watching a special Songs of Praise programme live from St Paul's
Cathedral in Diana's honour. In the corner of the screen were live pictures of Diana's coffin draped with the Royal Standard
arriving at RAF Northolt, then and only then, did it ring true and I knew it wasn't some kind of giant hoax. Julie Birchill's
words have a special resonance for me.

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'The stuff of which dreams are made' |

It all appeared so happy at the start.

One of the wonderful pictures taken for Vogue and then used in Andrew Morton's book telling the story of her unhappinesss
in her own words.

On the night Charles chose to tell the world that he had never loved Diana and had always loved Camilla,
Dina chose to wear this black dress to charity event at the Serpentine Gallery - how could Charles ever hope to stay
on the front page when she looked so wonderful and didn't she know it?!!!

I remember racing home from teaching my history A-level class to see this special edition of Panorama when
she told all. Marvellous!

The sad reality on 31st August 1997.

The funeral.
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