Prince Harry has proved once again why he’s just like every single one of our laddy football-and-fried-chicken-loving boy mates (minus the royal riches and the fact he lives in a Palace) when he casually dropped by Nandos for a cheeky midnight feast.
The 29-year-old flame-haired royal celebrated England’s World Cup qualification on Tuesday by rocking up to the famous chicken haunt’s Fulham Broadway branch in South London just after 12am to pick up his order in person.
Dressed in jeans, trainers, a bright green t-shirt and an hardly incognito disguise of a black baseball cap (must try harder), Harry patiently waited on a bench for his order – chicken in pitta, extra cheese and creamy mash, in case you were wondering – with two casually-clothed minders and a pal.
And the unexpected sighting of the fourth in line to the throne amongst the deep-fat fryers left Harry’s fellow chicken-chompers positively elated.
“It was surreal”, one thrilled onlooker told The Mirror. “He was very charming and politely refused a member of staff who approached him for a picture. I was gobsmacked to see him.”
Others, meanwhile, were sent into a royal stupor. “Moments after he left the restaurant clutching his dinner in a paper bag a member of staff jumped on the bench that Harry was sitting on and shouted: ‘I’m on the Prince’s throne!’ Nobody could believe what happened”, another added.
Amazing. That would so have been us.
By Robyn Munson
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