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She has become a little pocket monster - Queen Victoria. I do feel sorry for her. She was not very nice in the days when she was so pretty and attractive. She snubbed and ignored friends. Her eyes seem to have lost their vigour, her complexion is now a dirty negligee pink satin. The sort of thing one sees in a disbanded dyer's shop window. But time and again, as I talked to the Princess's friends, courtiers and acquaintances, I found that opinions on Princess Margaret were unusually polarised. Several, especially her closest women friends, emphasised her gaiety, laughter, loyalty and sense of fun, while completely failing to detect that lack of fulfilment pointed out by others.

Prue Penn, a long-standing and very loyal friend, said her abiding memory was of laughter: She was a great giggler. On weekend visits to friends, she would be full of unexpected tips, such as how to ensure perfect scrambled eggs add a raw egg at the final moment of cooking. Above all, she craved kitchen meals and intelligent small-talk. What she particularly loathed were occasions when a hostess would suddenly announce she had friends coming in for drinks or a meal; then the Princess would feel, correctly, that she was being exploited and "shown off". I always felt that her view of me was: He works for my sister'.

But she might also traipse down to Bermondsey antiques market in South London at dawn, or play the piano and sing huskily - the ever-present cigarette in a holder, a large Scotch at her elbow - as a bevy of adoring friends gathered round. As her biographer, I have, of course, spent a long time getting to know her through the recollections of some of these contemporaries, many of whom were refreshingly candid. I had one lunch with Princess Margaret herself, and more recently two long lunches with Lord Snowdon as well as a few phone conversations. And I was fortunate enough to be given exclusive access to a treasure trove of letters and other documents in the Royal Archive at Windsor Castle.

Do I like the Princess? At the risk of seeming presumptuous, I think I do. That is not the same thing as saying I sympathise with everything Margaret did or said or seemed to believe. She could be inconsiderate, insensitive and spoiled. Conversely, she could be fun, thoughtful, considerate, witty and good company. Part of Princess Margaret's problem was that when she was growing up, she was made to feel that she mattered; yet, by the time she died, inthe world that had put her on that pedestal had vanished. This dichotomy could lead to extraordinary scenes.

The Left-wing-writer Jessica Mitford, wayward-daughter of one of Britain's old aristocratic families, was with her American husband Bob at a party at novelist Edna O'Brien's house when the writer Gore Vidal turned up, "plus Princess M, who plunked herself next me on a small love-seat in the drawing Fuck local sluts in sheffield park. So she calls over a sort of Gold Princess blue eyes cam character to do it right. She epitomised a certain sort of Englishness that was in the ascendant inwhen she was born, but in terminal decline by the start of this century.

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On the one hand, she was immensely privileged; on the other, she was a classic also-ran. When she was born, there was no great rejoicing. She was notionally fourth in line of succession to the throne, but the chances of that ever mattering seemed slight. In essence, Elizabeth and Margaret were privileged little girls whose destiny was to be a very superior sort of British aristocrat. Had events not intervened, they might have ended up as grand but little-known old ladies surrounded by dogs, horses, servants and a large family. But the death of George V and the shock abdication of 'Uncle David' in meant that their father was suddenly King, that Elizabeth was the heir to the throne and Margaret next in line.

Visiting dignitaries, from the Prime Minister down, grew used to finding two little girls tearing along the interminable corridors of Buckingham Palace, with the plumpish younger sister always lagging behind and panting: Elizabeth had a mean left hook, but Margaret liked to get in close and was known to bite. The elder girl seemed the more dignified and able to control her temper, whereas Margaret was naughtier but adept at kissing and making up as if nothing had happened. Their cousin, Margaret Rhodes, confirmed the widespread opinion that Margaret was very indulged, especially by her father.

If she did anything naughty, she generally managed to defuse the situation by making everyone laugh. George VI was proud of his elder girl but Margaret, more tactile and demonstrative, "brought delight into his life". Though there were four years between them, the sisters were almost like twins - an exclusive and indissoluble team. But that rapidly began to change. At their father's coronation, Elizabeth had a train and Margaret did not. A more significant variation came when Princess Elizabeth, destined one day to be Queen, started having lessons in constitutional history twice a week from the Vice Provost of Eton, Henry Marten.

This apparent favouritism rankled with the younger sister, too. Elizabeth used to complain: Constitutional issues were different, and there was nothing that the second child, however used she was to getting her own way, could do about that. It hardly helped that Margaret was already arguably the sharper of the two - and always the more intellectually curious. Her sister seems to have been an exemplary girl, even to the point of sounding a bit of a "goody-goody". Margaret, on the other hand, was witty and spiky - and she startled some of the old buffers at court with her mimicry and subversive sense of humour. It was sometimes said that she could have become famous as an artist, singer or dancer, the implication being that she was not cut out to be a princess.

But too much was sometimes made of her artistic attributes. Her talent on the piano was roughly on a level with Opportunity Knocks, according to the acerbic commentator Alastair Forbes. Conversely, she was never really encouraged to cultivate royal attributes in the way her sister was. Instead, the Princess became ever more precocious. In DecemberMark Bonham Carter - grandson of the former prime minister Lord Asquith - twice danced with the year-old at a ball at Windsor and reported that she was "full of character and very tart in her criticisms".

By 18, Margaret was beautiful, sexy, self-assured - the drop-dead gorgeous personification of everything a princess was supposed to be. Duff Cooper, Britain's ambassador in Paris, after having lunch with the King and Queen and their daughters, recorded in his diary: She might get into trouble before she's finished. Male students from the local university were so smitten that they serenaded her from a boat on the canal beneath her hotel-room windows. Then she had gone to Italy, to a different kind of male response.

Until now, she had enjoyed a charmed relationship with a gentle British press, which was respectful and kind about royalty in general and about her in particular. But Italy, of course, was the birthplace of the paparazzi. After she cut loose from her schedule of museums and galleries to take a dip in the Mediterranean at Capri, wearing what was decorously described as a "two-piece bathing costume", snatched photographs of her were published around the world. The idea may seem perfectly normal more than half a century later, but at the time, the idea of royalty being photographed in swimming gear was amazing.

Time magazine reported that "editors were snarling at one another over problems of journalistic good taste". The American magazine went on to proclaim Margaret as "the most eligible party-goer in Britain. It is her particular task to extend her hand to passe Old Dame society, and to make it seem that everyone is having a ripping time". Byher sister Elizabeth was not only a married woman but a mother, too. For the first time in her life, Margaret was like an only child, racketing around that gloomy great Palace at the end of the Mall, with no very obvious purpose in life and with no companion of roughly her own age. Her reaction was to follow Time magazine's suggestion and become the party animal she remained for most of her life.

All the same, he seemed to approve of her then. And she loved to sing at the piano in nightclubs, surrounded by laughing friends. During the day, she did her work, and generally did it well. Like others of her generation, she had a strongly developed sense of duty, though her official duties were not always glamorous or exciting. Photographs from the time show an almost impossibly glamorous figure. Hats, bouquets, handbags are all apparently permanent fixtures, as is a wide seductive smile. Around her, elderly gentlemen, mayors and the like, dance attendance.

All wear an expression of adulation and the Princess gives every indication of much enjoying centre-stage.

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Aneurin Bevan, the Labour Minister for Health, noticed that every time she visited a hospital, recruitment of nurses - a particular problem for his new National Health Service - soared. He pressed her office with more invitations. The Princess was said to be ill at ease visiting the sick, but she seems to have done her fair share of hospital visiting nonetheless - even if she did feel more at home with the Royal Ballet. Then, just as she was spreading her wings, her life changed abruptly. The shy and stammering George VI had not been in good health for Princess blue eyes cam time, but his death one February night, aged 56, was wholly unexpected.

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