EPHRAIM HARDCASTLE: Has King Charles commenced the rehabilitation of Andrew?
Has King Charles already commenced the rehabilitation of Andrew?
Emerging from Easter prayers at St George’s Chapel in Windsor on Sunday, he was alongside the Princess Royal and just behind Charles.
This is in contrast to Christmas worship, when the disgraced duke was obliged to linger behind to avoid being photographed with senior royals.
Sunday’s higher profile wasn’t accidental.
Whispers one courtier: ‘It could be interpreted as the King showing there isn’t a rift, that Andrew’s still part of the family despite not being a working royal.’
Emerging from Easter prayers at St George’s Chapel in Windsor on Sunday, Andrew was alongside the Princess Royal and just behind Charles
The King’s enthusiastic dispatch of a neat gin in York reprised his late grandmother’s similar feat at a Berkshire school fete in the 1980s when no tonic was available.
The Queen Mother made short work of her tumbler-full, which was heavy on the ice.
When asked if she would like another, she answered: ‘Thank you. But no ice.’
Succession patriarch Brian Cox turned up at the funeral of his alter ego Logan Roy.
‘I thought I’d better go because I knew there was going to be a lot of paparazzi there,’ he says.
‘As soon as I got out of the car they started clicking away. So immediately I was able to put off the fact it was my funeral.’
He adds mischievously: ‘When did I die? God, I think it was last July.’
Choupette, 11, with an estimated nine years of luxury living ahead, has her own nanny and an agent
Karl Lagerfeld’s pampered cat Choupette still awaits her share of his $200million (£161million) fortune.
His lawyer Celine Degoulet tells a BBC2 documentary: ‘The situation left at the end wasn’t very tidy. This kind of big succession can take ten years.’
Meanwhile Choupette, 11, with an estimated nine years of luxury living ahead, has her own nanny and an agent, Lucas Berullier, who tells the programme: ‘Choupette is a diva, she’s an enormous diva. If she doesn’t want to do something, it’s her decision.’
If daft Karl’s pet had been a dog wouldn’t the whole affair be barking?
Comic duo Bob Mortimer and Vic Reeves – real name Jim Moir – have gone their separate ways since the end of their golden television partnership.
‘We used to, when we were in our 20s, go out to the boozer, but we don’t really do that any more,’ Moir tells Radio Times. ‘We never really speak much.’
Spare a smidgen of compassion for John Playfair, 77, husband of the still-romantically adventurous Prue Leith, 83.
Asked on ITV’s Loose Women what he would do if she had a jab of the libido-enhancing drug Kisspeptin, he replied: ‘Oh my God, don’t give her any more. I will have to call in reinforcements.’
Reflecting on having his name included on the London Palladium’s ‘Wall of Fame’, risqué entertainer Julian Clary now rudely remarks: ‘As Paul O’Grady pointed out, it’s not the first time I’ve been up against a wall in Soho.’