Prince Charles gifts 11 week old Prince Louis with with gold embroidered shoes

Prince Charles marked the birth of his third grandchild, Prince Louis, by flogging a pair of gold embroidered baby shoes on his Highgrove website.

Charles marked the birth of his third grandchild, Prince Louis, by flogging a pair of gold embroidered baby shoes

Described as a ‘classic keepsake memento — created especially to celebrate this historic day’, they will set you back £11.95 plus a whopping £5.95 P&P. And they’re not even made by his future subjects, but ‘handcrafted by skilled master embroiderers in India’

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This comes weeks after Prince Harry also gifted Prince Louis with a book worth £8,000 (Ksh1,076,798) ,the book is a 1926 first edition version of the A.A. Milne book – of which 30,000 were printed in the first run, The Sun reports.

1926 first edition version of the A.A. Milne book

He is understood to have made the purchase from rare book seller Peter Harrington in Kensington, London although he had initially considered buying Lewis Carroll’s Through the Looking Glass(below) priced at £24,000(Ksh 3,230,394) but decided Winnie the Pooh would be more suitable.

Prince Louis was recently christened in a private ceremony by the Archbishop of Canterbury, the Most Reverend Justin Welby, in the Chapel Royal at St James’s Palace.

Here are photos of the christening


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REVEALED: Princess Diana Tried To CUT Her Wrists Just Weeks After Fairytale WEDDING To Prince Charles

Few people knew that Princess Diana’s marriage was falling apart in 1991, and that Prince Charles had rekindled his relationship with Camilla Parker Bowles.

Devastated, Diana decided to make her side of the story public by recording her thoughts for author Andrew Morton via a go-between on one condition: that her involvement be kept a strict secret.

Morton compiled the revelations in a book title ‘Diana: Her true story’ that caused a sensation.

Twenty years later, the book has been republished ‘Diana: Her True Story — In Her Own Words’ with transcripts of those tapes.

The extracts herein begin just two days before her wedding on July 29, 1981 — which was watched by a global TV audience of 750 million.


“I remember being so in love with my husband that I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I just absolutely thought I was the luckiest girl in the world. He was going to look after me. Well, was I wrong on that assumption!”

We got married on Wednesday. On the Monday (July 27, 1981), we had gone to St Paul’s for our last rehearsal, and that’s when the camera lights were on full and I got a sense of what the day was going to be.

And I sobbed my eyes out. I absolutely collapsed and it was because of all sorts of things. The Camilla thing rearing its head the whole way through our engagement.

I was desperately trying to be mature about the situation, but I didn’t have the foundations to do it, and I couldn’t talk to anyone about it.

I remember my husband being very tired — both of us were quite tired. Big day.

He sent me a very nice signet ring the night before to Clarence House, with the Prince of Wales feathers on and a very nice card that said: ‘I’m so proud of you and when you come up, I’ll be there at the altar for you tomorrow. Just look ’em in the eye and knock ’em dead.’

I had a very bad fit of bulimia the night before. I ate everything I could possibly find which amused my sister (Jane) because she was staying at Clarence House with me.

Nobody understood what was going on there. It was very hush-hush. I was sick as a parrot that night. It was such an indication of what was going on.


I was very calm the next morning when we were getting up at Clarence House. Must have been awake about 5am. Interesting — they put me in a bedroom overlooking the Mall, which meant I didn’t get any sleep.

I was very, very calm, deathly calm. I felt I was a lamb to the slaughter. I knew it and couldn’t do anything about it. My last night of freedom with Jane at Clarence House.

On the day, there was great anticipation. Happiness because the crowds buoyed you up — but I don’t think I was happy.

Father (still suffering from the after-effects of a massive stroke) was so thrilled, he waved himself stupid. We went past St Martin-in-the-Fields and he thought we were at St Paul’s. He was ready to get out. It was wonderful, that.

As I walked up the aisle, I was looking for her (Camilla). I knew she was in there, of course. I looked for her.

I had to get my father basically up the aisle and that’s what I concentrated on. And I remember being terribly worried about curtseying to the Queen.


Anyway, I got up to the top. I thought the whole thing was hysterical, getting married, in the sense that it was just so grown-up, and here was Diana — a kindergarten teacher. The whole thing was ridiculous!

I remember being so in love with my husband that I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I just absolutely thought I was the luckiest girl in the world. He was going to look after me. Well, was I wrong on that assumption!

So walking back down the aisle, I spotted Camilla — pale grey, veiled pillbox hat, saw it all, her son Tom standing on a chair. To this day, you know — vivid memory.

When we got out, it was a wonderful feeling: everybody hurraying, everybody happy because they thought we were happy. And there was the big question mark in my mind. I realised I had taken on an enormous role, but had no idea what I was going into — but no idea.

Back to Buckingham Palace, did all the photographs. Nothing tactile, nothing.


I was basically wandering around, trying to find where I should be, clutching my long train with my bridesmaids and pages.

We got out on the balcony. It was overwhelming what we saw, so humble-making, all these thousands and thousands of people happy. It was just wonderful. I sat next to Charles at the wedding breakfast, which was a lunch. Neither of us spoke to each other — we were so shattered. I was exhausted at the whole thing.

I never tried to call the wedding off in the sense of really doing that. But the worst moment was when we got to Broadlands (the family seat of Charles’s late great-uncle, Lord Mountbatten, where the royal couple spent the first part of their honeymoon).

I thought, you know, it was just grim. I just had tremendous hope in me, which was slashed by day two.

We went to Broadlands. Second night, out come the van der Post books he hadn’t read (Laurens van der Post, the South African philosopher and adventurer, was much admired by Prince Charles). Seven of them — they came on our honeymoon. He read them and we had to analyse them over lunch every day.


(On the second leg of the honeymoon, aboard the royal yacht) we had to entertain all the top people on Britannia every night, so there was never any time on our own. Found that very difficult to accept.

The yacht was manned by 21 officers and 256 men. Evening meals were black-tie affairs, attended by selected officers. And while everyone ate, a Royal Marine band played in an adjoining room.

By then, the bulimia was appalling, absolutely appalling. It was rife: four times a day on the yacht.

Anything I could find, I would gobble up and be sick two minutes later — very tired. So, of course, that slightly got the mood swings going, in the sense that one minute one would be happy, the next, blubbing one’s eyes out.

I remember crying my eyes out on our honeymoon. I was so tired, for all the wrong reasons totally.

We survived that all right. Then went off to Balmoral straight from the yacht. Everyone was there to welcome us and then the realisation set in.

My dreams were appalling. At night, I dreamt of Camilla the whole time.


I was obsessed by Camilla totally. I didn’t trust (Charles) — thought every five minutes he was ringing her up, asking how to handle his marriage.

Charles got Laurens van der Post up to come and help me. Laurens didn’t understand me. Everybody saw I was getting thinner and thinner and I was being sicker and sicker.

Basically, they thought I could adapt to being Princess of Wales overnight. All the guests at Balmoral coming to stay just stared at me the whole time, treated me like glass. As far as I was concerned, I was Diana — the only difference was people called me ‘Ma’am’ now, ‘Your Royal Highness’, and they curtsied. That was the only difference, but I treated everybody else exactly the same.

Charles used to want to go for long walks around Balmoral the whole time. His idea of enjoyment — this will make you laugh —would be to sit on top of the highest hill at Balmoral. It is beautiful up there. I completely understand; he would read Laurens van der Post or (Swiss psychoanalyst) Carl Jung to me. And bear in mind I hadn’t a clue about psychic powers or anything, but I knew there was something in me that hadn’t been awoken yet — and I didn’t think this was going to help!

So anyway, we read those and I did my tapestry and he was blissfully happy, and as far as he was happy, that was fine.


He was in awe of his Mama, intimidated by his father, and I was always the third person in the room. It was never: ‘Darling, would you like a drink?’ It was always: ‘Mummy, would you like a drink?’ ‘Granny, would you like a drink?’ ‘Diana, would you like a drink?’

Fine, no problem. But I had to be told that that was normal because I always thought it was the wife first — stupid thought!

We stayed up there (at Balmoral) from August to October. I got terribly, terribly thin. People started commenting: ‘Your bones are showing.’ By October, I was in a very bad way.

I was so depressed, and I was trying to cut my wrists with razor blades. It rained and rained and rained.

I came down early (to London) to seek treatment, not because I hated Balmoral, but because I was in such a bad way.

Anyway, I came down here. All the analysts and psychiatrists you could ever dream of came plodding in trying to sort me out. Put me on high doses of Valium and everything else.

But the Diana that was still very much there had decided just time, patience and adapting were all that were needed. It was me telling them what I needed.

LONDON, UNITED KINGDOM - JULY 29:  Prince Charles And Princess Diana Waving From  The Balcony Of Buckingham Palace.  They Are Accompanied By Prince Philip.  The Princess Is Wearing A Dress Designed By David And Elizabeth Emanuel.  (Photo by Tim Graham/Getty Images)


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10 world leaders who divorced their wives while in office

Marriage is not a bed of roses. That must be one of the most overused clichés the world over. However those who have had some experience in matrimony know only too well how true the statement is.

The most curious fact is that marital conflict is not a preserve of a certain class of society. From the poor to the bourgeoisie, illiterate to the educated, models to athletes, all have had a dose of just how tough the going can get in marriage.

One class of people in particular has been unfortunate enough to have their dirty linen, in as far as spouses are concerned, washed and aired out in public: our politicians.

Below is a list of top world leaders who went through divorce while running their respective countries.

Nelson Mandela

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South Africa’s anti apartheid hero and the country’s first ever black President divorced his second wife Winnie Madikizela-Mandela in March 1996. This was two years into his five year term as President. The two who had two daughters together, Zeni and Zindzi, had however separated earlier in April 1992.

Silvio Berlusconi

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Italy’s controversial three-time Prime Minister Silvio Berlusconi finalized his divorce from Veronica Lario, in 2014 leaving him free to marry a woman almost 50 years his junior.

It was however during his third term as Prime Minister in 2008 that Berlusconi was ordered to pay his ex-wife Veronica Lario $48 million a year in a divorce settlement. The two had three children together.

Prince Charles

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His divorce from the darling of the world Princess Diana was without doubt the biggest divorce story of the 20th century.

Charles, Prince of Wales is the eldest child and heir apparent of Queen Elizabeth II.

Charles and Diana officially separated in 1992 then divorced on 28 August 1996. Diana died in a car crash in Paris a year later.

Nicolas Sarkozy

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The 23rd President of France made history by being the first French leader to divorce, marry and have a child while in office, all within one term of his presidency.

On 25 May 2005, the Swiss newspaper Le Matin revealed that his second wife, Cécilia Ciganer-Albéniz had left Sarkozy for French-Moroccan national Richard Attias. In the meantime, Sarkozy was said to have had an affair with a journalist Anne Fulda.

Sarkozy and Cécilia ultimately divorced on 15 October 2007, soon after his election as President.

Alvaro Colom

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Guatemalan President Alvaro Colom and his wife Sandra Torres filed for divorce in 2011 so she could stand for election to succeed him.

This is because Guatemala’s constitution bans close relatives of the president from standing to succeed him.

Although the court granted the divorce, Guatemala’s Electoral Tribunal and courts considered the divorce a sham, and refused to accept her registration for the elections.

Vladimir Putin

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In June 2013, Russian president Vladimir Putin and his wife of 30 years, Lyudmila went on TV to announce that their marriage was over.  In April 2014 the Kremlin confirmed that the divorce had been finalized.

Russia’s best-known couple had two daughters in their late 20s at the time of the announcement.

Putin had been linked by newspapers with other women, including gymnast Alina Kabayeva and ex-spy Anna Chapman.

Hugo Chavez

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Venezuela’s strongman Hugo Chávez married his second wife journalist Marisabel Rodríguez de Chávez after divorcing his first wife with whom they had three children. He separated from Marisabel in 2002 and divorced her in 2004. Allegations were made that Chávez was a womanizer, and had been throughout both his marriages, but these have remained unproven.

Alberto Fujimori

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Peruvian President Alberto Fujimori divorced his wife Susana Higuchi in 1994. The divorce happened in public, where the couple washed their dirty linen in front of many people, which damaged Fujimori’s image further.

His wife even called him a ‘Tyrant’ and revealed a lot of secrets about the man’s life. The revelations contributed to Fujimori’s prison sentence in 2009. He is currently serving a 25 year jail term for various offences.

Andreas Papandreou

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In 1989, Margaret Papandreou says signed a legal document ending her 38-year marriage to Prime Minister Andreas Papandreou of Greece. This was his second marriage having ended the first in 1951 in similar fashion.  That same year he married his third wife Dimitra Liani.

Fredrick Chiluba

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In 2000, then Zambian President Frederick Chiluba divorced his wife, former First Lady of Zambia Vera Tembo after thirty-three years of marriage. They had nine children together. The divorce case had initially been filed by Chiluba’s elder cousin to which Vera famously countered by saying she could not divorce a man that she had never been married to. The President was then forced to personally file the suit.

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