Winds of change in magical kingdom of princesses
HAVE you noticed? For a Republic, we have an awful lot of princesses. Youāve seen them, Iām sure, dressed in their diaphanous gowns skipping along in beautiful gem-encrusted pumps.
The average age is probably ā what? ā six, but donāt underestimate these visions in pink (and yes, itās always pink). A three-year-old royalista of my acquaintance regularly bursts into this little self-composed ditty: āI am a princess, I have no fearā.





