Her ability to empathize and connect with people from all walks of life is widely recognized.
Wheres the Jaguar XJS?
At least that was a British car.
Quick as a flash she replied, Ive got a German husband.
Why cant I have a German car?
Diana looked gorgeous: bronze and lithe in her flowered bikini.
When my 19-year-old son arrived late and breathless, I quickly whispered her name in his ear.
She clicked on her high beams, grinned and giggled at my sons Yankee familiarity.
Yet moments later, she withdrew.
Throughout the afternoon, she seemed almost without affect; her sudden shift from engaging to preoccupied puzzled me.
Later one of her close friends would tell me, At times Diana could be fantastically vacant.
She would just switch off.
Irreplaceable, unique and inspirational.
I miss my friend Diana.
I miss that tremendous energy, which occupied my daily life for over 10 years as her personal butler.
She was my raison detre.
