Diana’s brother was one of the few people she could trust after she was sold a pack of lies. In her paranoid state, she believed she was conspired against and in tangible danger. It doesn’t matter if she saw the falsified documents or not. Her brother did and Diana trusted his judgment.
As a person of trust person, he persuaded her to agree to the interview. Persuaded by a dirty, lying journalist, Charles Spencer has to forever live in the knowledge that as a result of his intervention in his sister’s life she cut herself off from almost anything and everyone, who could keep her safe.
I struggle to understand how anyone can say she played the press and then she was played. She wasn’t even playing the same game. Hers was one of cat and mouse. Wooing the press. Then rejecting it. Naive child’s play in comparison to Bashir ‘s sinister game.
I was disgusted by Diana at the time of the interview. When she died, I felt sorry for her and her boys. I was still a young woman at the time. As I have aged, I have married and became a mother. I see how flawed and unhappy she was - and Charles.
Personally I don’t care how ill Bashir is. And he clearly isn’t that ill if he can buy wine and takeaways. It is time for the press to hound him. Time for him to answer those pertinent questions he so loved to ask himself.