Hugh Grant claimed his flat was burgled in a search for personal information; nothing was stolen, he said, and a description of the interior and contents of his flat appeared in newspapers a couple of days later (News Group Newspapers denied any involvement).
He also complained that “wherever I went, whatever I did, there could well be a photographer or a journalist waiting” – but if I’m not mistaken, footage of him being besieged by the press followed his arrest for engaging the services of a hooker on Sunset Boulevard, Los Angeles, and he’s only got himself to blame for that.
Back to Harry, who came across as worryingly paranoid even if the tabloids really are out to get him. I have always felt sympathy for him – his life still dominated by the crushing loss of his mother – but his claim the tabloids destroyed his relationship with his family sounded a tad delusional, given everything else that has happened.
At the end, interviewer Rebecca Barry shoehorned in a question about the King and the Princess of Wales having cancer.
“My father and sister-in-law, and me following through on this legal battle, are two completely different things,” said Harry, spotting that, like every journalist, she was fishing for a headline.