Continued discussion about who does what in the the Royal Firm after Monday, mirrored, I'm sure, in BBC News.
Huw Edwards has posted 'come and get me' notices, in the manner of a professional footballer seeking another club. Newspapers have noted that some of the BBC big earning sinecures have gone - Mastermind to Myrie, UC to Rajan, Sunday mornings to Kuenssberg, while Fiona Bruce holds Question Time. Sophie Raworth has cornered the Chelsea Flower Show. Strictly and The One Show are perhaps not the best fits; you could re-boot The Great British Sewing Bee with an emphasis on sharp suits, but that may be too ephemeral. The World's Greatest Welshman has done plenty of docos about his homeland; could the solution be A Big Series Or Two, a la Paxman, Dimbleby and Marr, with a decent coffee-table-book tie-in ?
Meanwhile our Royal Correspondent Nick Witchell, member of the Order of St John, bestowed, probably, by Prince Charles, is 68. He soldiered on marvellously with Huw in the bizarre hours before a formal announcement of death, and, probably inevitably over those hours, stumbled occasionally: "There has been significant weight loss and we have seen much less of her".
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