Anne Glenconner: How rehabilitating Princess Margaret made her a literary phenomenon on the cusp of her tenth decade

Anne Glenconner, the former lady-in-waiting to Princess Margaret who has become a publishing phenomenon, speaks to Flora Watkins about finding fame late in life. Main photograph by Hal Shinnie.

Holkham, on the north Norfolk coast, with its fine Palladian hall and vast beach, has long been a draw, but the estate now boasts an additional attraction.

‘I was signing books in the shop last Christmas and charabancs came from the Midlands,’ says Lady Anne Glenconner in disbelief. ‘They were snaking all the way around the park to meet me!’

Her memoir, Lady in Waiting, is a publishing phenomenon, selling nearly half a million copies in the UK alone and spending 37 weeks in the bestseller charts. It recently passed 100,000 sales in America, has been published in France and bought by Russia and Japan. ‘Sometimes, I feel like a child,’ she enthuses. ‘I’m so lucky. Here I am, next year I’ll be 90, and I’ve got this exciting, amazing life.’

Born Lady Anne Coke, eldest daughter of the 5th Earl of Leicester, she grew up at her beloved Holkham, where the Cokes were close to the Royal Family; as a child, she played with Princesses Elizabeth and Margaret at nearby Sandringham and her father was equerry to George VI. She was a maid of honour at the Coronation in 1953, before marrying the colourful Colin Tennant (later Lord Glenconner), creator of Mustique. In 1971, Princess Margaret asked her to become a lady in waiting, a position she held until the Princess’s death in 2002.

It was chiefly to correct public opinion of Margaret that Lady Glenconner set about writing her book. (She was enraged by Craig Brown’s 2017 savage, mischievous biography, Ma’am Darling.) The Margaret of Lady Glenconner’s memoir isn’t without certain ‘royal moments’, but her many kindnesses are emphasised.

‘Princess Margaret used to go to The Lighthouse, the place for young men with AIDS, long before Diana,’ she recalls.

‘We never went for the photographers — she wasn’t huggy-feely — but she’d sit in their rooms, make them laugh. She was very good with men.’

When the Tennants’ second son, Henry, was diagnosed with AIDS, ‘a lot of our friends suddenly couldn’t come and stay,’ Lady Glenconner divulges, but Princess Margaret was stalwart. ‘She was very, very supportive. People were terrified of AIDS then, it was like leprosy, but she would hug Henry.’ Here, Lady Glenconner trails off. Her gilded life, mixing with royalty and rock stars on Mustique, has been shot through with tragedy.

Henry succumbed to AIDS, her eldest son, Charlie, overcame his heroin addiction only to die from hepatitis and Christopher, their younger brother (the Tennants also had twin girls), suffered terrible head injuries in a motorbike accident on his gap year. The doctors gave up on him, but Lady Glenconner nursed him back to life. He lives nearby, with his wife, Johanna, who does her secretarial work.

‘It’s rather like going through the fiery furnace in the Bible,’ she muses. ‘You either come out broken or you come out stronger. It gives you the feeling you want to make the most of your life, to be happy, joyful and positive.’

Although her book was intended to rehabilitate Princess Margaret (‘I get letters from people saying “I never had much time for her, but I do now”’), it is Colin who leaves the lasting impression. A histrionic, selfish man-child, he took his bride to a Paris brothel on their honeymoon, bit a taxi driver for going the wrong way and was banned from British Airways for life. A psychiatrist told Lady Glenconner: ‘The thing about Colin is, it’s rather like having one too few layers of skin, so anything that irritates him, he just can’t cope, he explodes.’

Princess Margaret, Colin Tennant, Lord Glenconner and Anne Tennant, Lady Glenconner wait on the jetty for Queen Elizabeth ll and Prince Philip’s arrival to Mustique on Britannia in1977 in Mustique. (Photo Anwar Hussein/Getty Images).

Lady Glenconner tried to leave, when Charlie was a baby: ‘But my mother said: “You go straight back.”’ They were married for 54 years. Does she regret staying? ‘I don’t leave. I’m not brought up like that. And I’m glad I didn’t, really. He was fascinating. He educated me, he could be very funny.’ Colin died in 2010, leaving his fortune to his servant.

Life is blissfully peaceful now, but never dull. ‘I hardly dare say it,’ ventures Lady Glenconner, ‘but I’ve had a fantastic lockdown!’ She lives at the farmhouse she bought near Burnham Market, on her father’s advice, as a refuge from Colin. ‘There, I was a mile from a completely empty beach and the park was empty, just as it was when I was a child.’

She used the time to work on her new novel, A Haunting at Holkham, a fictionalised account of her childhood during the war. The ghost in question is Lady Mary Coke, who refused to consummate her marriage to the son of the 1st Earl, in 1747, and was locked up. ‘I haven’t seen her, but my sister Carey did and Polly [wife of the current Earl] had to have two of the rooms exorcised.’

Lady Glenconner dictates her books — her first novel, Murder in Mustique, is out in paperback this week. She doesn’t own a computer — ‘If you want to get hold of me, it’s landline or postcard’ — so talks into a tape recorder.

‘Part of the reason [Lady in Waiting] has been so successful is because it’s my voice,’ she believes. ‘I’ve always been a salesman. I loved selling the Holkham pottery.’ Aged 20, she hawked it around America, travelling by Greyhound bus. ‘What I really love is selling my books — and the way you do that is by going on television. When I went on Lorraine, it sold 8,000 copies that day!’

Lady Glenconner is looking forward to going to literary festivals again. Meeting her fans, talking to those touched by her book — gay men, women who’ve lost children or had difficult husbands — has eased her abiding sense of always feeling ‘a terrible disappointment’ and given her a public profile.

‘I was completely invisible with Colin,’ she explains. ‘With Princess Margaret, you walked just behind. I had a wonderful time, but was completely invisible. It is quite a turnaround.’

She is hoping to bump into a particular person on the festival circuit.

‘I long to meet Craig Brown,’ she says, wickedly. ‘I’m going to say, “Thank you so much!” I wouldn’t have written my book if it wasn’t for you.’

Murder in Mustique by Anne Glenconner is out in paperback now (£8.99, Hodder & Stoughton)