When he was at military college. We’re the same age, and it was near my university.
My housemate used to dj, and Harry would sometimes come to two of the places where he worked, on nights out with the army boys. They were easy to spot, because the college made them all wear plain black trousers and a blue shirt in their spare time. It was a completely unnoticeable outfit on one person, but on a whole group wearing the same thing you could spot them a mile off.
He was friendly enough the one time I met him, and I had a brief conversation with him. I didn’t mention that I knew who he was, and he seemed to prefer that. He just wanted to go out with his friends like a normal person.
He would ask my housemate for requests, and they’d always be something completely inappropriate for the genre of whichever night, like 18-30s Ibiza lads night cheese, but he’d cheerfully accept no.
