The kids kept on and on, entreating their father's equerries almost daily, but finally it didn't work. It was felt the concert should somehow be more, well, mature. So, at last count it will be mature Madonna, mature Mick Jagger, mature Aretha Franklin and mature Shirley Bassey (the Prince of Wales' favorite entertainer) headlining at the palace. Of course, that depends a lot on how you define mature.
More bits and pieces from over there: London is buzzing with the news of the Duchess of York's new romance, if that's what you'd care to call the latest development in Duchess Fergie's love life. The new man is Rupert Beckwith-Smith, 41, a dashing race car driver and the brother of her closest friend, Carolyn Cotterell, who died in 1999. (Carolyn was the godmother of Fergie's daughter Princess Beatrice, as Fergie is godmother to her friend's daughter, Poppy Cotterell).
This current romance was supposed to be a secret, but last weekend photographers spotted them having an intimate dinner in Mayfair and that took care of that. The two have been friends for years, but there's been a warming trend since the duchess broke off -- it was the duchess who broke it off, wasn't it? -- her four-year affair with Italian Count Gaddo della Gheradesca, who was nice and rich, if not particularly pretty.
Over here on Fifth Avenue, lovely Lily Safra, dressed in the chic-est of black velvet Saint Laurent suits (one of his last, alas), gave a dinner for Robert Higdon and they all came. And they all came dressed in their best. But nothing or no one can outshine the remarkably beautiful Safra apartment with its glorious paintings and furnishings. This is the dazzling result when a great deal of money meets a great deal of taste. They do not, rest assured, always go hand in hand. "I feel poor," said one of the richest women in town, looking around longingly.