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Since I’ve been trashing royalty today, I can’t stamp “Done: gone to the beach” on my blog day until I’ve written about the man in Gay’s own Channel Islands rock of Jersey who’s trying to convince the world the he’s the secret son of Princess Margaret.
Accountant Robert Brown has spent the past five years trying to prove he is of Royal descent, and will be in court today asking for access to the princess’s will.
Mr Brown … says Princess Margaret hid her pregnancy in the 1950s and gave him up for adoption to the society model who brought him up. Princess Margaret died in 2002 at the age of 71, and Mr Brown said he ‘bitterly regrets’ not doing anything when she was still alive.
Apparently, he’s not hot on the idea of DNA testing. Go figure …
And, one more thing …
She’s not royal, but I think she thinks she is. Tanzania’s First Lady hosted a lunch for orphans for Eid and gave them a mouth-full.
“My humble request to you is to put efforts on studies, I beg you not to run away from studies, read with all your heart for your own good and that of the society,” she told the children.
The Lirst Lady also reminded the society that the responsibility of taking care of the orphans was not for the government only, but for all Tanzanians.
How very unhelpful in a country where orphans are busy struggling to stay alive, and increasing in numbers every day.
Sheesh.
Whip those orphans into shape, huh? Sure, they need to repay society for how great it has taken care of them, right?
Goodness, that “First Lady” needs to fire her speech writer! Maybe she meant well, but that certainly looks bad in print!