Charles Spencer opens up about the Paris car crash where Diana died: Read his words

The world was in mourning on August 31st, 1997, and her brother Charles Spencer just stepped forward to offer his insights into the night in question – how he learned of her passing, the injuries she incurred following that car crash, as well as the emotional whirlwind that followed him and his other sister Jane when the news reached their ears.

The entire thing has been shared with the Daily Mail and is penned by the Earl himself.

He took the trip down memory lane right at the start and wasted no time in writing, “I was at my home in Cape Town, alone with my four children, when I learnt that my sister had been killed.”

“The phone next to my bed rang in the middle of the night. It was my sister Jane, calling to let me know that Diana (whom we called by her childhood family nickname Duch, short for Duchess) had been involved in a car crash in Paris.”

He also revealed a bit more about the injuries she had to deal with while taking her final breaths, and said, “she apparently had an injury – it might possibly be a broken leg, but nothing more than that.”

As for the reason he believed his siters findings he said, “Jane’s husband, Robert Fellowes, was the Queen’s Private Secretary, so I felt confident that he would have access to accurate information. Despite the reassurance, I padded quietly downstairs and turned on the kitchen TV.”

“The gravity of the crash had yet to sink in. The tone was, as had somehow become normal since her divorce a year earlier, patronising, misogynistic and dismissive. Such constant, carping criticism had long been encouraged by Diana’s enemies in the Palace. There was no compassion for a human who must be in distress.”

“Jane and I spoke frequently as the situation became more worrying. The brutality of the crash became clear when it was confirmed that Diana’s boyfriend, Dodi Fayed, and the French driver of their car, Henri Paul, had died instantly, on impact.”

His concluding words however detailed the moment he heard the actual words that ‘Diana was dead’ and said, “then, on perhaps our fifth or sixth call that night, when escalating dread had us both floundering a bit for words, I heard my brother-in-law, Robert, talking in the background on the work line in their home. ‘Oh, no!’ he half bellowed, half sighed in disbelief. And Jane, witnessing the completeness of his shock, relayed to me, in a soft voice: ‘That’s it… it’s curtains… Duch is dead…’”