We do love a royal under pressure. Like the story of Princess Anne being ambushed in a car, the would-be kidnapper pointing a gun in her face and ordering her to get out and her replying, curtly, no doubt with a slight raise of the nose, ‘Not bloody likely’.
And Prince Charles in the colonies when someone came at him with a gun and shot and all he did was adjust the cuffs of his shirt. Smartness at all times. Or the Queen herself, shot at while riding a horse down The Mall: horse brought under control, trot on! Or when that freak broke into her bedroom: she sat him down, had a chat, secretly called security and got his arse hauled out of there without a crumb from her McVities Digestive landing on the centuries old carpets.
Well, that’s the kind of kick-arse training Kate Middleton has been having, apparently. Because she is now an obvious kidnap risk, she’s had SAS training in self defence, a course in how to negotiate with kidnappers, advice on how to pass coded messages onto rescuers and top-level instruction in how to drive like a bat out of hell while dodging bullets.
Whether she can break into a safe having manoeuvred herself through a veritable cat’s cradle of infra-red alarm devices remains to be seen.