They walked, arms locked stiffly by their sides, behind their adored mother Diana – now as married men with children of their own, they retraced their steps
Harry and William
The brothers had been here before – side by side, taut with pain, knowing its slightest betrayal on their faces would be scrutinised the world over.
Twenty-five years ago they walked, arms locked stiffly by their sides, behind their adored mother Diana.
One tall, his handsome blond head and inscrutable face dipped; one tiny, his suit sleeves just too long, his baby face looking lost.
