A confession to make. I have never come to terms with extremes of wealth and privilege. And no, I’m not talking about the Rothschild’s and Windsor’s. They currently own the planet. No, the British aristocracy. And self-evidently Anne’s connection is with the soul that incarnated here; she never ‘met’ Diana. And it’s on record I disliked the woman.
However, everyone above is human, and has the spark of God within them.
Today we went to Althorp Hall, where Diana grew up and was ‘laid to rest.’ I had read beforehand her shrine and legacy wasn’t what it should be. An exhibition of her life and times had been ‘scaled down’ in 2013. And coffee was £3 a cup…
The car park is over half a mile to the hall. The Diana lake [the burial place] is also quite a distance from the house And Anne hasn’t yet built up her strength to manage these kind of distances.
Until today.
She walked the two miles + without a hitch.
The lake is beautiful, and the shrine is understated but significant. There is a smallish exhibition and tribute to Diana near the house, part of a similar series of displays about the Spencer family. I’ve never been able to fathom her brother Charles. The media have not been kind to him, which suggests he is a thoroughly decent person. He was doing a book signing just as we arrived. Having judged him beforehand, I wasn’t interested. And what book? About a privileged family? No thanks.
Coffee was very good at the ‘Stables Café.’ Cappuccino was £2.50. They had soya milk too for Anne.
About three miles from the estate, I felt a twitch. It happens involuntarily when something significant moves me emotionally or psychically. The lake was peace personified. I choked up when I got to the stone shrine. The Spencer family ‘arrived’ in the 16th century by having lots of sheep and selling the wool. Became very rich. At least one famous member of the family wasn’t into killing people a few centuries ago, and made quite a mark. Today, Charles Spencer is into animal welfare, environmentalism and keeping this splendid place preserved. I wish I had met him.
I took a load of pictures of Anne. I have never seen her strike the pose [she doesn’t pose] you see in the picture at the top. I immediately thought of Diana…
And guess what quote from the great woman is featured in the shrine?
“Nothing brings me more happiness than trying to help the most vulnerable people in society. It is a goal and an essential part of my life - a kind of destiny. Whoever is in distress can call on me. I will come running wherever they are.”
Always gets me. It was a great day. I reckon I met Diana here. I’ve loved her since she came to Anne five years ago. We left a copy of Anne’s book with the staff to give to Charles Spencer. Will he read it? Who knows? It was the right thing to do. As was finally coming here.
And I just love it when old, useless judgments and prejudices are dashed.
Jack Stewart, June 28th 2015.
However, everyone above is human, and has the spark of God within them.
Today we went to Althorp Hall, where Diana grew up and was ‘laid to rest.’ I had read beforehand her shrine and legacy wasn’t what it should be. An exhibition of her life and times had been ‘scaled down’ in 2013. And coffee was £3 a cup…
The car park is over half a mile to the hall. The Diana lake [the burial place] is also quite a distance from the house And Anne hasn’t yet built up her strength to manage these kind of distances.
Until today.
She walked the two miles + without a hitch.
The lake is beautiful, and the shrine is understated but significant. There is a smallish exhibition and tribute to Diana near the house, part of a similar series of displays about the Spencer family. I’ve never been able to fathom her brother Charles. The media have not been kind to him, which suggests he is a thoroughly decent person. He was doing a book signing just as we arrived. Having judged him beforehand, I wasn’t interested. And what book? About a privileged family? No thanks.
Coffee was very good at the ‘Stables Café.’ Cappuccino was £2.50. They had soya milk too for Anne.
About three miles from the estate, I felt a twitch. It happens involuntarily when something significant moves me emotionally or psychically. The lake was peace personified. I choked up when I got to the stone shrine. The Spencer family ‘arrived’ in the 16th century by having lots of sheep and selling the wool. Became very rich. At least one famous member of the family wasn’t into killing people a few centuries ago, and made quite a mark. Today, Charles Spencer is into animal welfare, environmentalism and keeping this splendid place preserved. I wish I had met him.
I took a load of pictures of Anne. I have never seen her strike the pose [she doesn’t pose] you see in the picture at the top. I immediately thought of Diana…
And guess what quote from the great woman is featured in the shrine?
“Nothing brings me more happiness than trying to help the most vulnerable people in society. It is a goal and an essential part of my life - a kind of destiny. Whoever is in distress can call on me. I will come running wherever they are.”
Always gets me. It was a great day. I reckon I met Diana here. I’ve loved her since she came to Anne five years ago. We left a copy of Anne’s book with the staff to give to Charles Spencer. Will he read it? Who knows? It was the right thing to do. As was finally coming here.
And I just love it when old, useless judgments and prejudices are dashed.
Jack Stewart, June 28th 2015.