I left my marriage knowing I’d have to work. I have.
He’s by best friend and the father of my children. He’s a great ex.
I really miss Diana. I loved her so much.
The queen and I always got on well, still do; I uphold everything Her Majesty represents, has given up her life for. It’s her duty. For her country, she’s selfless to the grave.
I wish we’d never got divorced. He and I both wish we’d never got divorced, but we did. I wish I could go back and be the bride again, but I can’t.
I felt that I ostracized myself by my behavior, by the past, by living with all the regrets of my mistakes, that I sort of wore a hair shirt and beat myself up most of the day thinking and regretting why did I make such a mistake? Why have I made so many mistakes?
I didn’t want a divorce but had to because of circumstance.
Diana was one of the quickest wits I knew; nobody made me laugh like her.
When Andrew went with the girls, we were talking all morning and he was saying, ‘It’s okay. Just remember we had such a good day. Our wedding was so perfect.’ Because we’re such a unit together. He made me feel very part of the day on April the 29th.
I wanted to work; it’s not right for a princess of the royal house to be commercial, so Andrew and I decided to make the divorce official so I could go off and get a job.
It was dreadful. They tried to put the little redhead in a cage.