When the duke was at

a banquet in the Far North, the server told him, “Keep your fork, prince, there's pie coming.”

I've often wondered whether he and the Queen had a good chuckle about that, later.

Erwin Flaig, an artist, lived in Inuvik in 1970. He went out for a solitary walk and met another solitary walker. The duke got in step with Erwin, and they had a long chat as they wandered — no bodyguards in sight. It must have been nice for the duke to just be a normal person for a while. Lorna Blake, Vancouver