Oh Carol Malone! Talk about bad timing.

Oh Carol Malone! You picked the wrong day to write a poisonous diatribe about Lady Diana, didn't you?
This was from the first pressing of the Mirror from Sunday 31st August, 1997. The day she died. This edition got recalled pretty soon that morning. As well as this little joy there was more in the paper, pre-death, from that memorable day. Pictures to follow...


Be Clever like Camilla and Clam up, Di
It's a pity Gucci don't make designer face zips, then when Princess Diana was on the verge of opening her ill-informed mouth and causing an international incident (an increasingly frequent occurrence these days) shut could just zip her trap shut.This week she claimed she was 'stitched up' by the French paper 'Le Monde', because they quoted her as saying that while the Labour party were supporting her Land Mine campaign, the Tories had been 'hopeless'
However, now that the horse manure has hit the fan and Diana has been accused of doing what's a definite 'no-no' in the Royal Family- i.e. meddling in politics- she has come over all wounded and persecuted and denying she ever said it.'I've been stitched up.' She has wailed. But how can we believe a woman who just a few weeks ago (pre-Dodi) denied telling reporters 'Wait til you see what I'm going to do next' when the reporters she spoke to had her quotes on tape!

How can we believe a woman who swore she didn't make hundreds of harassing phone calls to business boyfriend Oliver Hoare-even though most of them came out of Kensington palace?

The princess, I fear, suffers from the 'Open Gob Before Brain Engages' syndrome- a condition which affects the trivial and brain dead. However, there is one way for Diana to ensure she is not 'stitched-up' by the papers- and that is to stop talking to them (she's done it again this week because how else would a certain tabloid newspaper have every cough and spit of her encounter at at Kensington Palace with reporter Annick Cojean, who wrote the Le Monde story)In her interview with the french newspaper she complained how she was hounded by the British Press and only remains in Britain because of her sons.
Which is tosh because her sons are away at school most of the time, and even when they're not -like now- she's on permanent holiday in Europe.
Instead of realising that silence is the best form of protection from the press she decided once again to 'open her heart' (blab is the more common expression for it) to a foreign newspaper and then claim victimisation again when it backfires on her.Diana needs publicity and controversy like the rest of us need air. Why else does she repeatedly put herself into situations which she knows will cause scandal and uproar?
I think, at least I hope, people are catching on to Diana and realising that this 'I'm just an innocent' act is a scam. What we have here is a woman who has very little common sense, even less judgement and a very convenient persecution complex which she drags out as a defence when her little publicity plots go belly-up.

Diana should take a leaf out of Camilla's book...and say nowt.

Because you're worth it

This was on a Make-up display a while ago. One side is a mirror, and I caught it at a funny angle and was inspired to take a picture. I dunno, it made me laugh.

Down in Dorset

Thankyou Jon and Shirley for a lovely weekend down in Dorset. We really lucked out with the weather. Beautifully sunny and dry.

Up on Hardy's monument we could look across all of Dorset and beyond-we could almost see our house!


Portland Bill was cool. We're hopefully going to be able to do a series of cheesy pictures like this one on our tour across Europe next year, for our honeymoon.

The spinny light in the light house apparently spins on 3/4 of a ton of Mercury. We couldn't see where it all was, though. The spinny thing was very impressive, as was the view from the top of 153 steps!









I wasn't knackered at all once I got to the top. Really. Ahem.



After being fed to bursting point, we stopped off to look at the famous Cerne Abbas giant, and his big club. Or something. As we had a bit of light left we thought we would climb up and around the Giant. What we didn't realise was that once you were on the hill the giant was fenced off, and you couldn't actually see the bastard thing! It was a very steep hill and I almost broke into a sweat. Very worrying. Still, we got to see a beautiful sunset from the giant's point of view. He doesn't have a bad outlook, all things considered. He'd better watch out, his council taxes will rocket.