A regal lesson in dignity for Harry and Meghan

The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge can consider their tour of Pakistan an unqualified success. Actually, it has been more than that, it is a sensation. They looked wonderful, said all the right things, wore all the right clothes and made all the right choices.

Whether smiling under traditional feathered headdresses, chatting in dusty village squares, throwing cricket balls, pressing the flesh, cutting cakes, visiting hospitals or making speeches about globalwarming, William and Kate have excelled in all areas.

They are a class act. They may have made missteps in the past, but the Cambridges have now struck on a winning royal formula.

They espouse modesty in all things, especially dress, behaviour and attitudes. They focus on the job. They give their hosts the honour of their full attention, as is only proper. They understand it is all about the country and the people they are visiting, never about themselves. Of course, they have their own problems and worries. Yet, on foreign soil, on official duty, is not the time to air them. Particularly as they are travelling in their capacity as the Queen’s representatives. Consider their stately progress with the petulance and introspection that shimmers through the endeavours of the Duke and Duchess of Sussex (pictured), who seem to think everything is about them. The older and wiser Cambridges could teach them a thing or two, if that is not too bullying to say so.

Picture: REX At breAkfAst in a Glasgow hotel this week, I noticed that quite a few children were eating their cornflakes in the dining room while still in their pyjamas. I saw the same thing in a café in London not so long ago. Perhaps this is not as bad as mums shopping in tesco in their fleece dressing gowns and what we in scotland call baffies — which the english refer to as bedroom slippers. However, I hope it’s not going to become a thing. It might be perfectly harmless, but if everyone else has made the effort to get washed and dressed, so should the children. It is the battle of the baffies all over again. Never mind bannockburn, remember baffie-burn.