A Love Like No Other--Diana and Me by James Hewitt

Author:James Hewitt [James Hewitt]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781786068781
Publisher: John Blake
Published: 2017-09-15T00:00:00+00:00

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The summer of 1997 was pleasingly busy. We now had a solid base of clients at Eversfield for whom we could customise their programmes. It wasn’t immensely profitable work but it was fulfilling. Also I had built up something of a business buying and selling horses both at home and abroad. I would travel quite regularly to Niels Geertsen in Denmark on behalf of British customers who were looking for horses and also to take stock of Niels’s inventory in order to find buyers for him in England.

It seemed a less good summer for Diana. I could see from the newspapers that she was getting a harsh and unfair press. Since her divorce in February of the previous year she had seemed to have found little freedom to live life as a single woman. Wherever she went she was dogged by photographers. And in the accompanying stories there was nearly always the spin that she was behaving in an eccentric or crazy fashion.

I thought she might need a bit of moral support so I telephoned her at Kensington Palace. She seemed very pleased to hear from me. She said she was finding life in England uncomfortable and was trying to do more work abroad, especially for her Landmine charity. But it was important to her to spend as much time as she could with the boys. Her pride and pleasure in them remained immense.

‘How’s the love life going?’ she teased – she nearly always asked that.

‘Pretty non-existent,’ I said. ‘How’s yours?’

‘About the same,’ she replied, ‘but I think I’m going to shock the world and run off and marry a big fat black man.’

We joked some more and agreed we would talk and hopefully meet in the autumn when the boys were back at school.

‘Give my love to your mother and sisters,’ she said by way of farewell. ‘I often think of them.’

I was glad I had spoken to her, although I had told her something of a white lie. My love life was existent – I had met a girl called Camilla Courage and we had been seeing each other quite regularly during the summer. It was a good relationship, easy-going with neither of us making too many demands on the other.

Camilla had a pretty hectic job at an estate agents in London. She was due a couple of weeks’ holiday at the end of August and we agreed to go to Marbella where Rupert’s family had a villa. He wasn’t there himself but his brother Charlie was down with some friends and there was plenty of room.

Quite often we went our separate ways but we tended to meet up for breakfast. The boys had already found a café down by the sea front that served a really great breakfast of fresh orange juice and delicious coffee and scrambled eggs. We tended to drift down there most mornings.

No more than a hundred yards along the coast from there was a place where you could get the British newspapers. It was a nice little shop, quite narrow with a single door.

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