pleasure with the bankin’, shoppin’ and dancin’ set, or to stay at home and turn into a palace couch potato. Three evenings later she accepted an invitation to a party in St John’s Wood; this was the night she and Hewitt first set eyes on each other, contrary to subsequent much-quoted reports.
How Diana would have fretted had she known that her affair with Hewitt would eventually result in Harry servingon the front line of the world’s most dangerous war zone. Hewitt claims she told him she would never be able to live with the thought of her sons ever being sent away to war. ‘She said it wouldn’t be fair to her as a mother,’ he records.
I pointed out that all soldiers had mothers. She was silent for a bit and then said that her sons were special because they were the only men in her life. I asked her how things were with Charles. She looked at me and I could see the pain in her eyes.
One of the first differences Ken Wharfe noticed about the two princes was William’s inclination to conform, to obey, in sharp contrast to Harry’s need even then to explore beyond the rigid boundaries of royal life. Wharfe recalls that on occasions when the elder boy told his sibling he was doing something he ought not to, Harry would reply, ‘I can do what I like because I’m not going to be king. You can’t because you are.’ Noticing the distinction the two boys were making for themselves, Diana took to calling her second son GKH which she told him stood for Good King Harry.
‘Yes, Harry was always the more adventurous of the two,’ says Wharfe.
Even when he was a small boy he showed signs of enjoying danger. He used to come to me in that little camouflage outfit Diana had had made for him – he never took it off – and ask me for ‘assignments’, saying that soldiers used them sohe needed to know how they worked. On one occasion I lent him a two-way police radio and told him to go and report to his aunt, Jane Fellowes, who lived in a lodge close by, well within the palace grounds. He duly did and radioed in: ‘Ken, this is Harry reporting; assignment complete.’ I then told him to go to the police officer on the gate and report back to me when he got there, but he didn’t. I started to get worried when several times he failed to answer my call. Eventually he came in with the ‘Ken, this is Harry’ call sign. ‘Wow, Harry,’ I said, ‘where on earth are you?’ because I could hear traffic in the background. ‘Just a minute while I check,’ he said. ‘Oh right, I’m outside Tower Records on the high street.’ Needless to say my feet didn’t touch the ground as I ran to fetch him. He was only doing what inquisitive boys of that age do, but of course Harry was no ordinary boy.
On another occasion Harry was being taught to drive (at no more than seven years old) in his father’s Land Rover Discovery. When the lesson was over he demonstrated the kind of obstinacy which more than once had earned him a smacked bottom from his protection officer. Refusing an instruction to step out of the vehicle, he reached over from the front passenger seat and jammed his foot down hard on the accelerator , causing the car to plunge forward and crash into a stone wall. Miraculously there was no discernible damage to the vehicle but, had there been, how could anyone have blamed Harry? After all, as he pointed out later, it was the policeman who was in the driving seat when the accident occurred.
Of the frequent appearances by other men (and one woman) in the Waleses’ marital home, Wharfe says that, while William could be circumspect, Harry – who often greeted surprised guests by wearing his American baseball cap back-to-front – was the one who assessed the visitors for their fun factor. And it was James Hewitt who always came top of the pops. By the time Wharfe had been drafted into royal duties by Scotland Yard in September 1986, Diana’s affair with Hewitt was already well known and the policeman was urged to
How Diana would have fretted had she known that her affair with Hewitt would eventually result in Harry servingon the front line of the world’s most dangerous war zone. Hewitt claims she told him she would never be able to live with the thought of her sons ever being sent away to war. ‘She said it wouldn’t be fair to her as a mother,’ he records.
I pointed out that all soldiers had mothers. She was silent for a bit and then said that her sons were special because they were the only men in her life. I asked her how things were with Charles. She looked at me and I could see the pain in her eyes.
One of the first differences Ken Wharfe noticed about the two princes was William’s inclination to conform, to obey, in sharp contrast to Harry’s need even then to explore beyond the rigid boundaries of royal life. Wharfe recalls that on occasions when the elder boy told his sibling he was doing something he ought not to, Harry would reply, ‘I can do what I like because I’m not going to be king. You can’t because you are.’ Noticing the distinction the two boys were making for themselves, Diana took to calling her second son GKH which she told him stood for Good King Harry.
‘Yes, Harry was always the more adventurous of the two,’ says Wharfe.
Even when he was a small boy he showed signs of enjoying danger. He used to come to me in that little camouflage outfit Diana had had made for him – he never took it off – and ask me for ‘assignments’, saying that soldiers used them sohe needed to know how they worked. On one occasion I lent him a two-way police radio and told him to go and report to his aunt, Jane Fellowes, who lived in a lodge close by, well within the palace grounds. He duly did and radioed in: ‘Ken, this is Harry reporting; assignment complete.’ I then told him to go to the police officer on the gate and report back to me when he got there, but he didn’t. I started to get worried when several times he failed to answer my call. Eventually he came in with the ‘Ken, this is Harry’ call sign. ‘Wow, Harry,’ I said, ‘where on earth are you?’ because I could hear traffic in the background. ‘Just a minute while I check,’ he said. ‘Oh right, I’m outside Tower Records on the high street.’ Needless to say my feet didn’t touch the ground as I ran to fetch him. He was only doing what inquisitive boys of that age do, but of course Harry was no ordinary boy.
On another occasion Harry was being taught to drive (at no more than seven years old) in his father’s Land Rover Discovery. When the lesson was over he demonstrated the kind of obstinacy which more than once had earned him a smacked bottom from his protection officer. Refusing an instruction to step out of the vehicle, he reached over from the front passenger seat and jammed his foot down hard on the accelerator , causing the car to plunge forward and crash into a stone wall. Miraculously there was no discernible damage to the vehicle but, had there been, how could anyone have blamed Harry? After all, as he pointed out later, it was the policeman who was in the driving seat when the accident occurred.
Of the frequent appearances by other men (and one woman) in the Waleses’ marital home, Wharfe says that, while William could be circumspect, Harry – who often greeted surprised guests by wearing his American baseball cap back-to-front – was the one who assessed the visitors for their fun factor. And it was James Hewitt who always came top of the pops. By the time Wharfe had been drafted into royal duties by Scotland Yard in September 1986, Diana’s affair with Hewitt was already well known and the policeman was urged to
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