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What is she like? The word I would use is insipid. An invisible woman to the flat pack personality of Charles.
Camilla is very short (five foot two I would say) which I suppose is good as Charles is diminutive. She speaks with a low voice (think Liz Hurley) less plum more penis in the mouth. Probably one of the reaons why Charles liked her. He wanted to be her tampon. She probably yearned to be his condom.
She is also quite masculine, more bloke than horse. Diana she ain't, and meeting her told me more about Charles than it did about Camilla.
We know why Charles married Diana but in any other relationship looking on at all three characters it would beggar the question 'if he wanted someone like Camilla, what was he doing with Diana?' Camilla is opaque as a personality.
Was she nice? The question is irrelevant. And if I'm honest I didn't care. Her appearance made me remember that Diana wasn't there for her son's wedding and this woman was.
I do however believe she is a much better fit for Charles. She's a yes woman putting up with stuff Diana never would and sat patiently in the wings while the marriage disintegrated. She has her man who's a prince rather than a prince of a man, which he is not. She's not so much one to watch as one not to watch or listen to. And from her appearance and manner, I feel she would much prefer to be ignored.
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Thursday, 10 March 2011
I had a stinking argument with my ex last night. For the first time ever I put the phone down and wished he would actually choke on his money. But then some time ago I wrote this poem below. And although in the bright light of day I still wish he would choke on his money, I realise that once upon a time.....
Faded smiles of a sunshine day
In Autumn’s flush when colours already begin to smudge
Ghosts dance around shadows in the room
Their spirits bright despite the crackle of time
The shining young so full of hope and denial
Their egos full
Morning suit affectation of pot bellied bankers
Guffawing the last bubbles of nonsense
First wives about to give birth to their first home truth
And I watch myself
The girl in white, so open and stupid
Who couldn’t and wouldn’t even glance at her groom
as she walked down the aisle
and I want to shake her and hold her tight
And tell her to love the man she just married with all her heart
and try harder to be
interested and interesting
even when he is deathly dull
and she is tired and bored
And to compromise but never
She got those two mixed up
And I want to tell him to be less angry
and be less afraid and to be stronger.
And that she truly loved him but not herself
The singer and organist playing portentous
hitting the right notes at the wrong time
As did the bride and groom
We should have known.
and I hush the sound and fast forward through the dull bits
as we would do in life if we could
and wonder if I would rewind any moment of my life
and my marriage now it is merely a crackling faded memory
how I would change an old wedding video
My twelve year old watches his mum and dad now
but magically reuniting on screen with smiles
now knowing it won’t last unless in some wiser parallel universe it does
Although the spark of happy ever after sits cuddling by me now reminding me
It was so worth it.