Prince Harry’s wild nights that you won’t read about in Spare

now closed, Boujis was another fixture on the party circuit. Opened in 2002 in South Kensington, it was fronted by Jake Parkinson-Smith, grandson of the fashion photographer Norman Parkinson, and quickly became the spot where the city’s privileged young things partied with the rich European, models, and, of course, the princes .

“Boujis was the most fun of the lot,” says Tilly, who knew the princes well at the time. “I think it’s a burger joint now, and I feel sad every time I walk past. We used to have one Crack Baby shot after another – they were vodka, champagne and passion fruit, and you could have 10 in a row and still stand upright.”

More than Mahiki, Boujis built a lot of its reputation around its royal connections. “Celebrities like Kate Moss would turn up but it was ultimately all about the princes,” says Sarah. People would get through the door and immediately start royal spotting – the jackpot was William and Harry, although they were happy to see Kate, Beatrice, Eugenie and Zara too.

“It was a real feature of that period,” adds Nicholl, “the boys on their nights out and the groups of glamorous long-limbed beauties on prince-watch.”

There is something eternally British about all this – and much of this behavior would be recognizable to Becky Sharpe or one of Jane Austen’s more upwardly mobile characters. And while Harry appears to have now rejected this period of his life, one hopes that he did at least enjoy some of it.

“He was a young prince and he was having fun like many of his relatives had done before him,” says Nicholl. “Very few people were going to berate him for that.”

Except, it seems, the new post-therapy version of Prince Harry.


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