"Nice one, Charlie!" the crowd cheers, as Diana produces an heir
This is the way they come into the world, the future Kings of Britain: to the thunk of artillery and cannonades of champagne corks. To billowing flags and pealing bells, to churchmen's prayers and endless, raucous choruses of Rule, Britannia! and For He's a Jolly Good Fellow! Amid clouds of euphoria that make their subjects-to-be and millions of television cousins feel that they are members of one harmonious family.
All the accustomed accolades and happy omens greeted the birth of an heir at...