While I'm the son of a wiltshire farmer
I am not posh at all. Born and bred on the land, salt of the earth type etc.

Anyhow, my next door neighbours children (also a farmer) have extended family living not too far away in Malmsbury. We're talking cousins etc.

Highgrove house (prince Charles gaff) is in Tetbury, which is close to Malmsbury, and so the Two Princes spend a lot of time around this area (My brother served both of them in Pizza Hut in Swindon - Ordered a meat feast). Harry drinks in the Vine Tree in Malmsbury, where next door neighbours daughter works as a barmaid. The Vine Tree was the pub that Harry got caught smoking dope.

Anyhoo, a few christmas's ago, there was a shindig in the Vine tree, my mate and all his cousins were there, along with Harry. Everyone is getting beered up, and eventually the disco gets going and everyone is having a good time, until my mates cousin bumps into harry on the dance floor. This lad is also of the farming stock, and is huge, over 6'6 and built like an outhouse. Harry, unfazed and worse for wear, calls him a *peasent* and told him to piss off.

This lad, not being exactly small, and being surrounded by family and friends, comtemplated hitting the royal shit, on the reasoning that "I'd be in the papers tomorrow".

Sadly Harry got away scot free, but stil continues to drink snakebite black in the Vine Tree.

Also, another Harry story, He's in the Army at Sandhurst now, because he failed his Marines entry test. I know this cos my mate was on the same course as him. Ha, the ginger shit!

Apologies for length and the time wasted reading this, you'll never get it back! And the fact that your still reading, even though the story finished a long tme ago, and I've got nothing better to do than waste your time. I'll add another apology for poor grammer and punctuation. Meh!
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