Moorhouse Inn, Leeds LS11 5NQ
The Duchess of Windsor died this morning in Paris aged 89 and probably hasn't gone to Heaven. Years ago, in a rare flash of romantic foppery before I adopted a more serious mask, I harboured strong feelings of affection for Edward VIII and Mrs Simpson. Not now. However, she did us a great favour. She jettisoned George VI and dear Elizabeth to the throne sparing us the many embarrassments that "Darling David" would have given us. Wallis is to be buried at Frogmore next Tuesday and the tabloids are speculating as to whether Di will now get the priceless emeralds, &c.
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