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Whenever I was home from school, I hid.
I hid upstairs in the nursery. I hid inside my new video games. I played Halo endlessly againstan American who called himself Prophet and knew me only as BillandBaz.
I hid in the basement beneath Highgrove, usually with Willy.
We called it Club H. Many assumed the H stood for Harry1, but in fact it stood for Highgrove.
The basement had once been a bomb shelter. To get down to its depths you went through aheavy white ground-level door, then down a steep flight of stone stairs, then groped your wayalong a damp stone floor, then descended2 three more stairs, walked down a long damp corridorwith a low arched roof, then past several wine cellars, wherein Camilla kept her fanciest bottles,on past a freezer and several storerooms full of paintings, polo gear, and absurd gifts from foreigngovernments and potentates3. (No one wanted them, but they couldn’t be regifted or donated, orthrown out, so they’d been carefully logged and sealed away.) Beyond that final storeroom weretwo green doors with little brass4 handles, and on the other side of those was Club H. It waswindowless, but the brick walls, painted bone white, kept it from feeling claustrophobic. Also, wekitted out the space with nice pieces from various royal residences. Persian rug, red Moroccansofas, wooden table, electric dartboard. We also put in a huge stereo system. It didn’t sound great,but it was loud. In a corner stood a drinks trolley5, well stocked, thanks to creative borrowing, sothere was always a faint aroma6 of beer and other booze. But thanks to a big vent7 in good workingorder, there was also the smell of flowers. Fresh air from Pa’s gardens was pumped in constantly,with hints of lavender and honeysuckle.
Willy and I would start a typical weekend evening by sneaking8 into a nearby pub, where we’dhave a few drinks, a few pints9 of Snake Bite, then round up a group of mates and bring them backto Club H. There were never more than fifteen of us, though somehow there were never less thanfifteen either.
Names float back to me. Badger10. Casper. Nisha. Lizzie. Skippy. Emma. Rose. Olivia. Chimp11.
Pell. We all got on well, and sometimes a bit more than well. There was plenty of innocentsnogging, which went hand in hand with the not-so-innocent drinking. Rum and Coke, or vodka,usually in tumblers, with liberal splashes of Red Bull.
We were often tipsy, and sometimes smashed, and yet there wasn’t a single time that anyoneused or brought drugs down there. Our bodyguards12 were always nearby, which kept a lid onthings, but it was more than that. We had a sense of boundaries.
Club H was the perfect hideout for a teenager, but especially this teenager. When I wantedpeace, Club H provided. When I wanted mischief13, Club H was the safest place to act out. When Iwanted solitude14, what better than a bomb shelter in the middle of the British countryside?
Willy felt the same. I often thought he seemed more at peace down there than anywhere elseon earth. And it was a relief, I think, to be somewhere that he didn’t feel the need to pretend I wasa stranger.
When it was just the two of us down there, we’d play games, listen to music—talk. With BobMarley, or Fatboy Slim, or DJ Sakin, or Yomanda thumping15 in the background, Willy sometimestried to talk about Mummy. Club H felt like the one place secure enough to broach16 that taboosubject.
Just one problem. I wasn’t willing. Whenever he went there…I changed the subject.
He’d get frustrated17. And I wouldn’t acknowledge his frustration18. More likely, I couldn’t evenrecognize it.
Being so obtuse19, so emotionally unavailable, wasn’t a choice I made. I simply wasn’t capable.
I wasn’t close to ready.
One topic that was always safe was how wonderful it felt to be unseen. We talked at lengthabout the glory, the luxury, of privacy, of spending an hour or two away from the press’s pryingeyes. Our one true haven20, we said, where those lot can never ever find us.
And then they found us.
At the tail end of 2001 Marko visited me at Eton. We met for lunch at a café in the heart oftown, which I thought quite a treat. Plus an excuse to bunk21 off, leave school grounds? I was allsmiles.
But no. Marko, looking grim, said this was no larky22 outing.
What’s up, Marko?
I’ve been asked to find out the truth, Harry.
About what?
I suspected he was referring to my recent loss of virginity. Inglorious episode, with an olderwoman. She liked horses, quite a lot, and treated me not unlike a young stallion. Quick ride, afterwhich she’d smacked23 my rump and sent me off to graze. Among the many things about it thatwere wrong: It happened in a grassy24 field behind a busy pub.
Obviously someone had seen us.
The truth, Marko?
About whether or not you’re doing drugs, Harry.
What?
It seemed that the editor of Britain’s biggest tabloid25 had recently phoned my father’s office tosay she’d uncovered “evidence” of my doing drugs in various locations, including Club H. Also, abike shed behind a pub. (Not the pub where I’d lost my virginity.) My father’s office immediatelydispatched Marko to take a clandestine26 meeting with one of this editor’s lieutenants28, in someshady hotel room, and the lieutenant27 laid out the tabloid’s case. Now Marko laid it out for me.
He asked again if it was true.
Lies, I said. All lies.
He went item by item through the editor’s evidence. I disputed all of it. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
The basic facts, the details, it was all wrong.
I then questioned Marko. Who the hell is this editor?
Loathsome29 toad30, I gathered. Everyone who knew her was in full agreement that she was aninfected pustule on the arse of humanity, plus a shit excuse for a journalist. But none of thatmattered, because she’d managed to wriggle31 her way into a position of great power and lately shewas focusing all that power upon…me. She was hunting the Spare, straight out, and making noapologies for it. She wouldn’t stop until my balls were nailed to her office wall.
I was lost. For doing basic teenage stuff, Marko?
No, boy, no.
In this editor’s estimation, Marko said, I was a drug addict32.
A what?
And one way or another, Marko said, that was the story she was going to publish.
I offered a suggestion about what this editor could do with her story. I told Marko to go back,tell her she had it all wrong.
He promised he would.
He rang me days later, said he’d done what I asked, but the editor didn’t believe him, and shewas now vowing33 not only to get me, but to get Marko.
Surely, I said, Pa will do something. Stop her.
Long silence.
No, Marko said. Pa’s office had decided34 on a…different approach. Rather than telling theeditor to call off the dogs, the Palace was opting35 to play ball with her. They were going fullNeville Chamberlain.
Did Marko tell me why? Or did I learn only later that the guiding force behind this putridstrategy was the same spin doctor Pa and Camilla had recently hired, the same spin doctor who’dleaked the details of our private summits with Camilla? This spin doctor, Marko said, had decidedthat the best approach in this case would be to spin me—right under the bus. In one swoop36 thiswould appease37 the editor and also bolster38 the sagging39 reputation of Pa. Amid all thisunpleasantness, all this extortion and gamesmanship, the spin doctor had discovered one silverlining, one shiny consolation40 prize for Pa. No more the unfaithful husband, Pa would now bepresented to the world as the harried41 single dad coping with a drug-addled child.
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brass
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trolley
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sneaking
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badger
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chimp
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solitude
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broach
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frustrated
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frustration
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obtuse
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haven
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smacked
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grassy
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tabloid
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clandestine
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lieutenant
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loathsome
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toad
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wriggle
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addict
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vowing
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decided
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swoop
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appease
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bolster
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sagging
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harried
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