As The Lone Stranger rides into the Sun Set, and is summoned to Balmoral for words of advice and admonishment from his “Dad” (though what sort of ticking off Chuckles Buggerlugs III can possibly administer after the “Tampon Tapes” episode, I can’t possibly imagine. Hasn’t got a hairy be-kilted leg to stand on, has he?).
Is that it? is that all this Carry On was all about? A couple of grainy pathetic pics of a bloke ripped to the tits and enjoying himself? What a strange faux pious yet prurient people we Brits are. We watch entire series of “Reality” programmes where parents film their kids getting up to no good in Benidorm and laugh about it, but when it’s the very brave bloke who is third in line to the Throne does it, the Chicken Little’s are out in force.
“dreadful role model… unacceptable behaviour… and from the lefties… rich bastards running amuck on our money… etc etc et bleedin cetera.
Time to grow up Britain. Harry did nothing that the rest of us haven’t done or would do, given the opportunity at his age. He’s young, he’s single and he’s rich. He may be on Bollinger and the rest of us on Snakebite, but he’s a bloke, just like us, foolish and fancy free maybe, but he who is without sin, let him cast the first stone. I’ll bet Harry is now the best loved Royal of the entire crew.