I'd love nothing more than to sit down with Harry, an honest talk, what he envisioned marriage with M would be like, what his life would be like and what it's all turnt out to be.
I do not think it's anything at all what he thought it would be when he got down on one knee and when he was in the chapel marrying her.
You'd be wasting your time vikka.He'd be all wavey hands and "life is wonderful, I'm so happy,love my wifey,my dream life." You'd fall into a diabetic coma listening to the sugary comments dripping from his lying ginger chops.
At this stage he suspects he's buggered up.His face in the car after the regimental gig with the marines spoke volumes.He should have been walking on air and overjoyed chatting to his wife about how glad he was to finally leave this all behind. Instead he's clearly looking inward, has no interest in chit chat with Beggy and she is not amused. He wanted freedom but he's just gone from one cage where the door was least left open for popping in and out, to an even worse one where the door is firmly bolted to keep pesky family out. As a working royal he had loads of mates of all types. Ex military guys, posh school mates, international polo players,royal cousins who knew the drill and all the dodges to avoid paps etc etc. In Vancouver he has beggy meggy and her mates under his feet and in his face all day every day talking designer dresses and teeth whitening and plastic surgery and yoga ... but he'll be damned if he'll admit he's bored off his tits. The last polo match he had was when archiedoll was a few weeks old and nothing since(or we'd have heard/seen). He can't pop on a fresh shirt and drop into a night club for a bit of a bop with his City mates or even go down the local for a pint.
For sure married life restricts all our limitless youthful gallivanting but holy
tit, it's not supposed to shackle you to the the point of suffocation, like his has. His life is all in that mansion and he knows nobody there. Beggy meggy is the somewhat exotic sexually experienced chick who left him so
bleep struck that he staggered headlong into marriage to please her (and let's be honest, it fitted in with his desire to shaft the royals), and archie doll is still just a baby, perfect for cuddle times but not much of a conversationalist yet
. The rest of the Vancouver crew are Beggy's mates and the 'gay' guy glued to her arse. He literally has no one he can honestly confide in and be sure they have his welfare at heart.
He's gone from life in the fast lane to bumping along on 4 slowly delating tyres on the hard shoulder. He'll trundle along till the wheels fall off and he has no alternative but to call for help.But it won't be for a few years yet because he is Diana to a tee, stubborn and unable to admit his flaws and errors.
I'd hate to be in his head. It must be chaos in there.
I doubt many of us got what we envisioned when we married. It’s full of compromise and it can be hard work at times but it’s rare that the person we marry turns into someone we actually didn’t know at all.
The Meghan that she sold to Harry I fear isn’t the person he thought she was. She’s turned out to be controlling, manipulative and fake. One day he’ll look at her and the penny will drop and he’ll see through the thin veneer and realise his mistake. I think it will come as a shock to him when he finally wakes up that he was wrong and many other people were right. Who knows, he may already have realised by now but it’s too late. He’s having to make the best of a bad situation.
Has smellyfootballboots been on lately?
A quick shout out to her hoping all is well. x
Bib 1, for sure.
Bib 2, seconded.
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