Looking at the photos of this apartment in Kensington, I immediately feel a twinge of envy, a twinge of sympathy, and something vicarious. I don't so much envy the spaciousness and the grandeur (although it does make me go "wow"), it's the excitement and wonder of the pregnancy and first baby and the ability to remodel and decorate this big place to suit them and their family. They don't even realize what's coming. I can just picture some playhouse or log cabin in that huge drawing room. I can see little vehicles pedaled around that marble floor. I hope they leave one cabinet in that kitchen open and that baby's own cabinet, filled with plastic plates, plastic foods, etc. It would be nice if Harry finds his soul mate fairly quickly, and the cousins could all grow up together, in relative peace and safety on the grounds, running from house to house, in and out all day long, like other kids do with their friends.
But then there's the sympathy. They can't remain in this place forever. I think children, and their parents, find a stability and a comfort in remaining in the same place their whole lives. Children don't like to move. We expect the Queen and Charles to have the longevity of the Queen Mother, but the fact is they themselves are elderly. We don't know what's coming and when it's coming. I don't think anyone wants to live in Buckingham Palace. Hopefully Will and Kate won't move in there until their kids are grown.
thank you!
