Hardcastle

PRINCE Harry’s former influential private secretary Ed Lane Fox – once described by Meghan as a ‘godsend’– has joined PR firm Freuds. With a string of recent PR mishaps, including the handling of Archie’s arrival and christening, the £2.4million taxpayer contribution to Frogmore, as well as Harry’s ‘climate change’ helicopter ride, shouldn’t the Sussexes send an SOS to Ed to come back? NICOLA Sturgeon describes her conversations with Theresa May as ‘pretty souldestroying and torturous’. She added that even a compliment about the former PM’s ‘fantastic pair of shoes’ backfired, explaining: ‘I could see in her eyes that she didn’t have an answer in the script for this.’ Perhaps facing babbling Nicola, polite Theresa couldn’t get a word in edgeways. GOOD and bad news for Channel 4’s Jon Snow. Ofcom has ruled he did not break broadcasting rules after saying he had ‘never seen so many white people in one place’ at a pro-Brexit rally in March. And the grim tidings? He’s just lost his private basement dressing room at ITN HQ, where Channel 4 News is made. ECO-campaigner Livia Giuggioli, pictured, was at husband Colin Firth’s side at the Oscars in 2010, recalling: ‘I wore recycled plastic bottles on the red carpet, I wore recycled fishing net fibre made with pineapple waste. You name it, I’ve done the strangest things.’ Careful Colin, don’t stand too near the recycling bin! RESPONDING to the backlash against his suggestion he was due a hike in his £1.75million pay, Gary Lineker labels his critics ‘numpties’ – stupid or ineffectual people. Surely the real numpties are the Broadcasting House wallahs who’ve made him the BBC’s highest earner? THE Duchess of Rothesay won’t be wearing fake tan when she dons her kilt at Birkhall and Balmoral this month. She’s been sunning herself at the Rothschild family villa in Kerasia, Corfu, before her annual Scottish sojourn with Prince Charles. Man the brollies! OLD Etonian Damian Lewis, star of Billions, tells The Lady magazine he and wife Helen McCrory don’t need much money, explaining: ‘As long as there’s enough to go on a couple of nice holidays and keep the kids in private school... and we can go to the theatre and eat in nice restaurants, we’re pretty happy.’ Hardly bliss on a shoestring. OLDIE editor Harry Mount, an amateur birdwatcher, confides: ‘I’m sad that we don’t get many birds in our Fitzrovia office although Harold Pinter’s son, Daniel Brand, did once write a letter to us addressed to the Great Tits of Great Titchfield Street – our office address.’ Like father, like son.