The poor sod didn't ask to be born into the Royal Family. He's lived in a fishbowl all his life, had a burden of impending responsibility thrust upon him, and had damned little chance to follow his natural inclinations and develop as a normal human being. Since he's next in line for the throne, he's pretty much stuck with the job whether he wants it or not (I suspect not). He can't even belch discretely without the tabloids making screaming headlines out of it.

He's also, as this thread amply demonstrates, a target for small-minded, mean-spirited twits.

Give the two of them a break. If they can find some happiness in the middle of this kind of harsh public scrutiny, more power to 'em, sez I!

Don Firth