Can you inagine the Queen sitting Andrew and Harry down at a dainty table. Putting some tea and biscuits in front of them. Taking a sip from a tiny cup. And calmly saying, “My darling boys. You had the greatest privileges an Empire could give two young men. You had your choice of marvelous women from all of its possessions. You were free to do grand and wonderful things for our subjects with your wealth, time, and talents. The people would’ve loved you. You’d probably never have sat on the Throne, true. But granted all those other things, was that so bad? But what I really want to know is...DA HAIL HAPPEN TO YOU TWO? YOU HIT YOUR HEADS OR SOMETHING???”
There’s a term for the handful of churches directly under the control of the monarch and not the regular Church of England hierarchy. Westminster Abbey is one of them. They are called Royal Peculiars. We could expand that to include Andy and Harry in a certain way.