Except he never wanted to make it to his 100th birthday. He said so himself.
The beauty of Prince Philip was that he had no greater revulsion than for limp-wristed speculative sissy-boy gossiping snowflakes like yourself.
There can be few things less British, than soaking up the American tabloid chatter like the human equivalent of a Yanky's condom, as you seem determined to do.
Rule Britannia my friends, and Long Live the Greek!