, , Prince Andrew. As time goes by, they present as not quite the Three Wise Men of royal life, but increasingly like the Huey, Dewey and Louie of some grim caper; the imperial Bee Gees on eternal reprise, jive-talkers just trying to stay alive in a world they find increasingly hostile.Two estranged brothers and a disgraced uncle, scrabbling for scraps at the royal banquet. With the best will in the world, they are hardly an inspiring bunch, are they?Call it what you will, but the gilt is slowly peeling off this soured , this line of succession in terminal recession. For every so often the three masks slip and we see these princes for who and what they really are: a trio of spoilt man-children who demand accountability from everyone else while doing as they please themselves, an unholy trinity who still can’t quite believe the age of deference is over.
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