Man of Honour
I’m waiting for the photo of Harry and Megan on a horse with Harry waving his shotgun at the paparazzi. Then you will know it happened.
Just stop clicking on articles about them. Scroll on past....
It was kind of a rhetorical question but I just don't get why they seek it. Surely they could just slink away into obscurity without ever needing to work again?
No doubt his barrister and solicitor will have been practising and rehearsing with him prior to him taking the stand but winder how well his experience of being put under stress on the battlefield wil help him in a courtroom environment.
This thread all the way back on page 4.
Strange that considering today's court events.
No doubt his barrister and solicitor will have been practising and rehearsing with him prior to him taking the stand but winder how well his experience of being put under stress on the battlefield wil help him in a courtroom environment.
Harry's just like Putin
That's a bit much comparing him to Putin. Harry is a man who has enjoyed a life of privilege and wants for nothing and comes across as someone who clearly educated above his own intelligence level but he's no war criminal!Harry's just like Putin - scorched earth policy now - he's miserable and everyone else must share/pay for that.
how long did it take Meghan and his ghost writer to come up with this pre-crafted witness statement,
still if its cathartic for him, not sure the court fees will be though.
Yea, not like he's wiping out Ukrainans like they were peices on a chessboard.
I can only dream of having such insightHarry's just like Putin
Ha.educated above his own intelligence level
We then lapse into a familiar routine for the rest of the day. Starting with the newspaper stories where he believed Harry’s claims of illegality were weakest. The time when his mother, Princess Diana, had come to visit him at school. His phone couldn’t possibly have been hacked for that one because he hadn’t even had a phone then. “Well someone else’s could have been,” Harry mumbled. He wasn’t at his best being faced with barbed questions. And had he actually read the story in the paper? Probably not. But his friends had. In any case, he had trust issues.
On we went. The time when Harry went off for a pizza. The time he had lunch with a bodyguard. The Highgrove gardener. The glandular fever. The drugs. Always the same. Had he actually read any of the MGN stories? Then how could they have caused distress? And was it just coincidence that the same stories had already appeared in other papers. And if they had hacked phones to get them, it was no skin off their nose. They were just there to copy. So much easier than getting any stories of their own. And always Green took us back to the proof. He didn’t care what things looked like or what Harry felt. Just prove that MGN hacked. Or shove it.
Harry rarely raised his voice above a whisper. He never lost his temper. Never lapsed into therapy speak. But he never looked entirely comfortable. Whatever he had been hoping for out of his day in court, he wasn’t getting. There was no catharsis. No magic moment when the scales of justice came swinging down in his favour.