Diary: ‘Mummy est morte’
Christopher de Bellaigue, 19 March 2020
‘De Bellaigue?’ The voice belonged to one of the senior boys in the house, someone who had never spoken to me before. I looked up from my desk, where I was surveying my untouched homework. It was the afternoon of Sunday, 10 February 1985. ‘Jaques wants to see you.’ He turned and walked away.
I had first seen Jaques’s private quarters on the day I entered Eton a few...