It's utterly bizarre to me that H felt that this woman was the missing ingredient in his life.
OK, so there's the reported 'she's so hot' comments. But maybe it's that she was also happy to give him the thing that H's family had spent the last 15 years of his life trying trying to cut him off from, and that H himself admits has been a central feature of his sad adult existence. And now those very enabled chickens are coming home to roost.
The journalism-by-WhatsApp 'royal reporters' who have enabled his cycle of substance-addled delusions of grandeur must be on the quite the shit list somewhere. And they haven't moved the dial on republicanism one bit - quite the opposite, I'd say. Even a Morning Star reading old boho like me accepts that William and Catherine are very popular and likeable, as (these days) are Camilla, Sophie and Anne. Strong women with some lucky men in their orbits. It's the same for aristocrats like Bath (Emma Thynn) and Spencer (Prof Cat Jarman) - these women know the value of land for rooting name, tradition, family claims and lineage ties. Money is just money.