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Diana's tapes reveal her deeply unhappy childhood. In 1. 99. 1, at the end of her tether because her husband had rekindled his affair with Camilla Parker Bowles, Princess Diana took the extraordinary risk of making her despair public.

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She recorded her innermost thoughts for royal author Andrew Morton, on condition that her involvement be kept secret. The book he wrote — Diana, Her True Story — shook the world.

Now, 2. 0 years after her death, it is being republished, with the transcripts of her recordings. Today, in our fourth extract from those tapes, she talks about her deeply unhappy childhood, blighted by her parents’ vicious arguments and subsequent divorce when she was just seven. Her mother Frances left her father for wallpaper tycoon Peter Shand Kydd and moved out of the family home in Norfolk — Park House, next door to Sandringham — to London. Frances had desperately wanted her children to live with her, but lost a bitter custody battle, with Diana and her siblings Sarah, Jane and Charles caught in the middle.. The biggest disruption was when Mummy decided to leg it (in 1. That’s the vivid memory the four of us children have.

We all have our own interpretations of what should have happened and what did happen. People took sides. Various people didn’t speak to each other. For my brother and I, it was a very wishy- washy and painful experience. Charles (my brother) said to me the other day that he hadn’t realised how much the divorce had affected him until he got married and started having a life of his own. But my other sisters — their growing up was done out of our sight.

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We saw them at holidays. I don’t remember it being a big thing. Diana said the most vivid memory she and her siblings have was when their mother 'legged it' in 1. One night, while at school, Diana was nearly expelled after being dared to go and get some sweets from a girl called Polly Phillimore. I idolised my eldest sister (Sarah, six years older) and I used to do all her washing when she came back from school. I packed her suitcase, ran her bath, made her bed — the whole lot.

I did it all and I thought it was wonderful. I soon learned that doing that wasn’t such a good idea.

I always looked after my brother, really. We had so many changes of nannies, because Daddy was a very attractive divorcee and he was good bait for somebody. We tend to think they came for that, rather than for looking after my brother and me.

If we didn’t like them, we used to stick pins in their chair and throw their clothes out of the window. We always thought they were a threat because they tried to take mother’s position. They were all very young and rather pretty. They were chosen by my father. It was terribly disruptive to come back from school one day to find a new nanny. It was a very unhappy childhood. Always seeing our mum crying.

Daddy never spoke to us about it — we could never ask questions. Very unstable, the whole thing. At the age of 1. 4, I remember thinking that I wasn’t very good at anything, that I was hopeless because my brother was always the one getting exams at school and I was the dropout. I couldn’t understand why I was perhaps a nuisance to have around, which in later years I’ve perceived as being part of the whole question of the child who died before me. It was a son (John, who died within ten hours of his birth in 1.

What a bore, we’re going to have to try again.’ And then comes a third daughter. I’ve recognised that now and that’s fine. I accept it. I adored animals, guinea- pigs and all that. I had a mass of rabbits, guinea- pigs and hamsters. They all had names. In my bed, I’d have 2. They were all adored.

That was my family. I hated the dark — always had to have a light outside my door until I was at least ten. I used to hear my brother crying for my mother — he was unhappy, too — and my father was right down the other end of the house. I never could pluck up courage to get out of bed. I remember it to this day. I remember seeing my father slap my mother across the face. I was hiding behind the door, and Mummy was crying.

I remember Mummy crying an awful lot. Every Saturday, when we went up (to stay with her and Peter Shand Kydd) for weekends, every Saturday night, standard procedure, she would start crying. We would both see her crying. What’s the matter, Mummy?’‘Oh, I don’t want you to leave tomorrow,’ — which, for a nine- year- old, was devastating, you know.

She said she had an unhappy childhood due to having lots of different nannies and always seeing her mother cry. I remember the most agonising decision I ever had to make. I was a bridesmaid to my first cousin, and to go to the rehearsal I had to be smart and wear a dress. And my mother gave me a green dress and my father had given me a white dress. And they were both so smart, the dresses, and I can’t remember to this day which one I wore.

But I remember being totally traumatised by it because it would show favouritism. I remember there being a great discussion that a judge was going to come to me at Riddlesworth (my preparatory school) and ask who I would prefer to live with. The judge never turned up. Basically, we couldn’t wait to be independent, Charles and I, in order to spread our wings and do our own thing. We had become horribly different at school because we had divorced parents, and nobody else did at that time.

But by the time we finished our five years at prep school, everybody was. I always had this thing inside me that I was different. I didn’t know why. I couldn’t even talk about it, but it was there.

The divorce helped me to relate to anyone else who is upset in their family life, whether it be stepfather syndrome or mother or whatever, I understand it. Been there, done it. We were always shunted over to Sandringham (the Queen’s Norfolk residence next door) for holidays. Watch Around The World With Dot Full Movie.

We used to go and see Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, the film. We hated it so much.

The atmosphere was always very strange, and I used to kick and fight anyone who tried to make us go over there. I said I didn’t want to see Chitty Chitty Bang Bang for the third year running. Daddy was most insistent because it was rude (not to go). Holidays were always very grim because, say, we had a four- week holiday: two weeks Mummy and two weeks Daddy, and the trauma of going from one house to another, and each individual parent trying to make it up in their area with material things rather than the actual tactile stuff, which is what we both craved but never got .

Birthdays were obviously a treat.