[jet]

Originally Posted by arista

It started with this Annie.

[bots]

Sarah has some very dodgy morals so i wouldn't take any notice of her. Money is her god

[jet]

Sarah and her daughter Eugenie are the only ones still friendly with Meghan and Harry.

[Livia]

I'm not a supporter of Andrew, I think he should face his accusers. However, all the OP says about him is that "he and then-wife Sarah Ferguson stayed at 77-year-old Nygard’s Caribbean home in 2000". If they have any kind of hard evidence that Andrew took part in the rape of young and underage females then they need to present it. All we're hearing at the moment is that Andrew knew some very dodgy people. If there is anything else... anything that's indisputable... then he needs to stand trial. Otherwise... it's all just conjecture.

[Kazanne]

Originally Posted by Livia

I'm not a supporter of Andrew, I think he should face his accusers. However, all the OP says about him is that "he and then-wife Sarah Ferguson stayed at 77-year-old Nygard’s Caribbean home in 2000". If they have any kind of hard evidence that Andrew took part in the rape of young and underage females then they need to present it. All we're hearing at the moment is that Andrew knew some very dodgy people. If there is anything else... anything that's indisputable... then he needs to stand trial. Otherwise... it's all just conjecture.

I agree with all that post.

[jet]

Originally Posted by Kazanne

I agree with all that post.

Yep, same here.

[rusticgal]

Andrew is an extremely shady and arrogant liar. His pompous attitude stinks. The mud will stick and his lack of ownership will leave him forever doubted massively...he will never return to Royal duties unless he clears his name and assists with the investigations.
As for Fergie...whilst she has kept relatively low profile...she knows what side her bread is buttered...

[smudgie]

So his wife and daughters stayed there with him.
Bit odd taking them there if he did know of the going ons.
You can be friendly with very dubious people and not know what they are doing in private.
My two very best friends were married to two brother for decades.
After they were divorced both the brothers ended up in jail.
One for rape of his partner and the other for being a paedo.
The paedo had been touching all 4 of his nieces up when they were young kids, it didn’t come to light until one of them broke down and told her mum years later.
Neither of these men had monster written on their foreheads, and were family friends for years.

[Livia]

If we could see a guest list from Richard Branson's Necker Island in the Caribbean, I'm sure we'd all be surprised at the range of people who have been there for freebies.

[bots]

he has always had dodgy friends, he knew exactly what was going on. The TV interview was a massive blunder on his part because he just couldn't hide the fact that he was squirming, lying and conveniently forgetting things in equal measure

[Marsh.]

He just has a lot of dodgy mates. Nothing more to it surely.

[AnnieK]

Why has Sarah become the focal point in this? Andrew is the one with the dubious friendships - I don't really see what Sarah's extra marital affair has to do with that

They have always maintained a strong friendship throughout the marriage and divorce and have continued to live together at times - she has chosen to stand by him at this time - if the allegations are proven, she may well feel differently.

His dubious connections have been his downfall here and his reluctance to talk to the FBI is telling plus THAT interview did him no good.

He will, I am sure, be causing the Queen untold embarrassment. This kind of thing is pretty damaging to the monarchy even though she has taken steps to distance him from official Royal duties.

[Marsh.]

Originally Posted by AnnieK

Why has Sarah become the focal point in this? Andrew is the one with the dubious friendships - I don't really see what Sarah's extra marital affair has to do with that

The same reason Meghan takes the heat for everything, misogyny.

[rusticgal]

Originally Posted by AnnieK

Why has Sarah become the focal point in this?

have always maintained a strong friendship throughout the marriage and divorce and have continued to live together at times - she has chosen to stand by him at this time - if the allegations are proven, she may well feel differently.

She has become a focus in this debate because of what she has said on Social Media...and I thought her statement said she will stick by him whatever the outscome

[AnnieK]

Originally Posted by rusticgal

She has become a focus in this debate because of what she has said on Social Media...and I thought her statement said she will stick by him whatever the outscome

I haven't read her statement. I was merely musing why she was the one taking the heat in this thread and her affairs etc were mentioned when its Andrew's dubious friendships that are surely more of a concern....both for any potential victims and the monarchy in general.

[rusticgal]

Originally Posted by AnnieK

I haven't read her statement. I was merely musing why she was the one taking the heat in this thread and her affairs etc were mentioned when its Andrew's dubious friendships that are surely more of a concern....both for any potential victims and the monarchy in general.

But she’s not taking the ‘heat’ in this thread. She has come into the equation because of her support for him. There is little, if any support for Andrew apart from his beloved ex wife

[Beso]

This is the words of the duchess of roxburgh, she lived in floors castle before the duke died and passed ot to his son.

Floors castle is where prince Andrew proposed to fergie.









My first Yetholm ride…… By Lady Jane Grosvenor Dawnay (the former Duchess of Roxburgh) and mother to the current 11th Duke of Roxburghe, Charles Innes-Ker.

The first person I ever met at Floors Castle was Paddy Sullivan. It was one of those golden September days in the Borders which makes one want to paint a picture, write a poem or do something to recapture every magical breathtaking moment – if only one had a talent. I didn’t. I was a nervous girlfriend enroute to meet my in-laws to be (only I didn’t know that at the time) and anyway, I met Paddy Sullivan first. The small blue mini met us (The Duke and I) on the drive as we were passing the farm at Floors- he climbed out of the car with a beaming smile on his face and a spate of chatter to match. His boss, having just come back from being a soldier in Ulster and bringing an Irish lass home, he was curious, endlessly courteous and gave me a lovely, funny and very warm welcome. We were directed away from the Castle to pay our respects to “Sweet Story” who was in a field in all his thoroughbred scornful beauty. As Sullivan (as we used to call him) climbed in and out of Sweet Story’s legs showing how ‘tame’ the old stallion was, I was introduced in the most marvellous way to a very beloved home and one of the first of many wonderful people who gave me, an outsider, a feeling of belonging to the Border Country and also to Kelso, for which I am eternally grateful.
It was Sullivan who first mentioned the idea of joining in the Civic Week Celebrations. I had already met Derek Wichary who was the Laddie at the first visit to Floors and I had then thought what fun it all must be, as I watched the cavalcade clattering up to the porch at Floors. He had a marvellous speech and I shyly said how much I would like to join one of the rides. I rather thought it was something very much proudly part of Kelso, which it is, but I didn’t want to intrude like a club which you have to be born to, proven, and invited. Anyway, I was invited the following year, to my intense excitement. Sullivan was cock a’ hoop, having managed the whole thing, and hauled a disgruntled ‘Wexford’ out of his hunter’s pastoral holiday, all 16.3 h.h. of huge, dark, and thankfully amiable charm. He was enormously fat, but weeks of hard work did us both good d riding around the lanes and surrounding villages in May and June was lovely – hardly what one would call a chore.
About this time I discovered I was expecting my second baby, and I was slightly anxious what I had heard about the arduousness of the ride. I mentioned this to Sullivan, who flapped his hand in scorn and told me long stories about the lassies back home in Killarney who were flying banks out hunting up to the advanced stages of pregnancy – humbled by this knowledge, I carried on. Mrs Alexander McEwan of Whiteside, Greenlaw, was by this time mad keen to come as well. We thought we could hold each other’s hands if we became too scared and share a little moral support.
Before we really knew it Civic Week had arrived. I had to be away until the Thursday and arrived home in time for the ride to Floors and, for the second time I was extra-ordinarily struck by the dignity of the ceremony. The following day with thumping heart I dressed for the Whipman’s ride and had a rather frantic moment when I tried on my black coat. Unfortunately, the buttons would not meet the holes! After a prolonged search and much trying on of every coat in the house including my late father-in-law’s, I donned a coat belonging to my brother-in-law Robin and dashed out with Mrs McEwan, blue ribbons a’ flutter to meet Sullivan and the horses. His eyes narrowed a bit when he saw the coat but the old chuckle came out when I told him the woeful tale. After meeting in Kelso, we set off for the Ceremony and the presenting of the Whipman’s flag which was suitably bussed then set off for the short and lovely ride through Springwood Park to the Trysting Tree, the latter at an uncontrollable gallop by yours truly!! A small boy came forward and offered bravely to hold a rather wild eyed ‘Wexford’. Thank you little stranger, I never had a chance to that day! We then proceeded to the tree – no tree? When I queried this with Provost Sandy Blair before the introduction, he gave a slow smile and told me it had long been cut down and the remains had been made into furniture for the Castle, so I retreated abashed! I have never, I add hurriedly found any furniture to prove this claim.
After the Ceremony, the races took place, but a concerned husband forbade my participation, whether it was in defence of my fragile state or his horse’s legs, he forbore to comment. However, Mrs McEwan and I rode lazily back to the Castle fording the Tweed on way, our progress speedily increased with the help of a pigeon scarer!
Saturday…the big day, dawned dismal and drizzling, but nothing could dampen our excitement. We rode from Floors, Cecelia McEwen mounted on a nervous chestnut mare who bolted at the front gates. However, we achieved the Knowes without mishap, which was bustling with horses, ponies and people of all shapes and sizes. We proceeded to The Square following The Laddie and his Right and Left Hand men. The pipes played and the people cheered, evil eyed ponies kicked fretful thoroughbreds and all slithered on the cobbles in the rain. Cecelia McEwen was nearly bucked off as we listened to Sandy Blair’s ‘Safe Oot Safe In’ with an added prayer for the latter, and off we set at a brisk trot across the bridge with more cheers and some songs. It was a fantastic sight, about 200 horses and riders streaming back into Kelso and after the first field which sorted out a few of the wilder horses and a few bumps to match, we set off at a breath-taking pace. Pinnaclehill, Easter Softlaw Blackknowe Quarry flew past in a cloud of flying mud, shouts of glee and a few loose horses, and at the point of total exhaustion and exhilaration we stopped in a cloud of steam and flushed faces and foam flecked mouths. We were generously plied with soft drinks while the horses stood with slackened girths and heaving sides. Those with more foresight produced flasks of liquid courage, which was in great abundance. Some of the cocktail mixes would have made the barman at the Savoy in London green with envy at their imagination! Off we went again, and having got our breath back, had time to look around a little more. It may have been raining, but I have never seen anything quite so lovely as those hills, on the ride down to Yetholm. We paused for the wreath laying and rode into a town solid with history and tradition. After the refreshments on the Village Green at Kirk Yetholm, we returned to Town Yetholm for an excellent lunch in The Plough Hotel with The Laddie, his Right and Left Hand Men and were joined by David Steel M.P.
After lunch a rather sheepish Laddie descended to dance a very elegant reel and it was then time to go again. We had a moment of concern over Cecilia’s horse which had developed a rather ugly looking girth gall, but our horses had a really good rest in very kindly provided stables by the owner of The Plough Hotel, we set off at a gallop again from a wonderful hospitable Yetholm. In some cases, the hospitality had been so generous, a few were left by the wayside.
We passed by Primside, Linton, a quick break then plunged through Bowmont Forest. By this time ‘Wexford’ of the impeccable manners had had enough – he scented home like an old hound, got the bit between his teeth and off he went, skidding around corners like a formula one racing car, only he forgot that I was half a tree taller than he was, so by the time we reached Spylaw, I was wrapped around his neck with most of Bowmont Forest sticking out of my hairnet. Mr and Mrs Salvesen were wonderful hosts for another break before we settled into a subdued pace back into Kelso.
Back to base, tired, glowing and immensely happy ‘Safe Oot Safe In’. The Laddie dismounted, took his place like a King after receiving his Blue Bonnet under the Pavilion in the Square. Then as by Royal Command the deepest honour of the day was to be offered, the newcomers were to receive the badge to place in the centre of the famous blue rosette. I was one of the honoured, but as I descended off Wexford’s noble back and almost collapsed into a heap on the cobbles, I thought frantically how I would be able to make the walk up to the Pavilion. I staggered up to our charming Laddie trying to gather my bones and muscles together, to be warmly embraced by him, … bussed, I should say so – which made my day. I tottered back to the faithful Wexford, there was a hushed silence as I pig-headedly refused a leg up. The Square resounded with creaking joints, and miracles. I heaved myself into the saddle again, there was an understanding cheer, and I felt ridiculously pleased.
That was my ride to Yetholm and back, and it is something which I shall never forget, but most of all I am so grateful for the kindness and welcome I received from veterans and newcomers alike. To have taken part in the Yetholm Ride is something I am inordinately proud of and so, I hope will be my son, Charlie born seven months later.

[Beso]

. After meeting in Kelso, we set off for the Ceremony and the presenting of the Whipman’s flag which was suitably bussed then set off for the short and lovely ride through Springwood Park to the Trysting Tree, the latter at an uncontrollable gallop by yours truly!! A small boy came forward and offered bravely to hold a rather wild eyed ‘Wexford’. Thank you little stranger, I never had a chance to that day!




Seriously could have been me, the Derek Wichary she talks about is my pal bevan wicharys uncle. Polish war immigrants from the 30s n 40s.

I remember him being the kelso laddie, and I remember being a kid following the horses up to floors castle on ly bike year after year.

You only did that to hold their horses whilst they went and drank beer for an hour or did the ceremonies..it was a free for all for us kids from the town, eyeing up the horses and the chance of a decent tip for onto the horses for them.

Dont ride the mind, and kick them in the guts if the roll over, was then order of the day



I always told them they rolled over in the hope of an extra quid.

Good money earner for a fit young lad that can ride a bike back in the day..

A paper laddies joy.

[Beso]

https://youtu.be/3546QaoALj0

The queens looking at him like the worthless piece of **** he is in the first few moments.

[AnnieK]

Andrew has now been served the papers and so the clock is ticking for him to respond

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/art...a-Giuffre.html

[LaLaLand]

Originally Posted by AnnieK

Andrew has now been served the papers and so the clock is ticking for him to respond

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/art...a-Giuffre.html

This’ll be interesting…

[arista]

Originally Posted by LaLaLand

This’ll be interesting…

[Prince Andrew's lawyers 'claim court papers
in Virginia Roberts rape case were NOT properly
served as they plan to boycott court hearing
and hope to get case thrown out on a technicality'
Andrew's lawyers hope to get the rape case
thrown out on a technicality
The Duke was finally served legal papers
over a civil case for rape and sex assault
His team say the papers were not properly
served and they will boycott hearing]

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/art...ly-served.html

[Ashley.]

Originally Posted by arista

Andrew's lawyers hope to get the rape case
thrown out on a technicality

These lawyers know that their job is to make him not look guilty, right?

[rusticgal]

Originally Posted by Ashley.

These lawyers know that their job is to make him not look guilty, right?

[Marsh.]