Published Date:
11 January 2007
By KEITH DOVKANTS
KATE MIDDLETON had a face like thunder. As she stepped out of her front door she was engulfed by a mass that resembled a huge living beast, whirring, clicking and flashing. It moved with her as she strode to her car. "Happy birthday, Kate," part of the creature called out.
Most of us there had seen that look before, and in similar circumstances. There was an eerie familiarity about that mix of apprehension, defiance and resolve.
Diana looked that way often when the photographers crowded in more than she could bear....
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10 January 2007 9:17 PM
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The Scotsman
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Location:
Edinburgh
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