The time I dated Princes Diana, and how I killed her

I was going out with Princess Diana, and taking her to places behind Prince Charles back. Thing is, I had to carry her on my shoulders everywhere we went (its a class division thing, she was upper class and I was working class!).........
She wanted to goto an 80's disco so I found one but it had an incredibly steep staircase down to the dance floor, so steep that it resembled an almost vertical drop with small ledges to hold onto.... I got about halfway down with her still on my shoulders, when I dropped her.. She smashed into every ledge on the way down ending up in a crumpled mess on the floor below.....Oh shit, shit shit shit. How was I going to explain that I'd accidently killed the next Queen of England.....
Quick, call for her chauffer, I have an idea..

Susan playing TV Poker

Another Susan (my dead sister) dream.
This time she was in her bedroom sitting on a purpose built couch with built in big TV displays playing what looked like poker. Lots of poker chips, green baise table top with a grid and numbers on it. A yellow ellipse like saucer with coloured poker chips on, a condensed version of the green baise above. I thought she might be a home worker type thing where she took Skype calls for power games like a croupier. But no, she said she got the set up cos she was a good customer playing poker.