It’s a strange reversal, for us to be the ones waiting for Kate. At the start of her public career, the narrative was that she was the one patiently biding her time. Nicknamed “Waity Katie” by the tabloids, she was portrayed as a middle-class climber who had got her claws into a prince and wouldn’t let go ‘til she’d dragged him up the aisle. Former school friends told the press that Kate had kept a picture of him on her wall long before she actually met him at the University of St Andrews. Other people, probably best not described as friends at all, suggested that the choice of university itself had been a ploy, pushed by her mother.
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