WAS this the week that the most famous feuding brothers in the world started to patch it up?
Liam and Noel Gallagher getting the band back together was just the start.
Incredibly, in the same week that the Oasis reunion was announced, Prince William and Prince Harry were at the memorial for their uncle Lord Robert Fellowes, who was Diana’s brother-in-law.
Oasis AND the Fab Four announcing a reunion tour on the same day? Not quite. The warring Windsors are not quite ready to take their old act back on the road.
William and Harry were photographed together at the Queen’s funeral in 2022.
But this week all the reports suggest the brothers sat apart at the memorial.
Unlike Liam and Noel, there was no joint photoshoot.
“They kept their distance,” said someone who was there. But the fact that William and Harry were in the same church, paying their respects to their uncle — when Harry was not expected to attend the event — still feels significant.
And coming so soon after reports that William did not want Harry at his Coronation feels like some small step to restoring the old fraternal bond that was so incredibly strong for so long.
Is it too much to hope that one day William and Harry will bury the hatchet? And not in a ginger skull?
Noel and Liam made it seem possible.
There have been suggestions that Harry is keen on a reconciliation with the family he ran away from, and then ratted on. The paperback of Harry’s autobiography Spare is being published without any salacious updates or indiscreet interviews to promote it.
Harry could have easily created another anti-royal media frenzy — if he had wanted to. Is that perhaps a tentative hand of friendship held out by a man who often looks so wretchedly unhappy in his new pseudo-royal life?
A divorced rock star will always be in need of another £50million or so.
But the Oasis reunion is not just about the money.
I would bet my life that Noel and Liam watched the recent Blur reunion with a touch of envy and bewilder- ment.
Blur sold out Wembley — twice (the same as Bruce Springsteen).
A two-hour concert film is being released in the cinema.
The Gallagher brothers will have watched Blur’s renaissance and reflected: “But Oasis were better than Blur. But Oasis were bigger than Blur. What about us?”
It was probably the first thing that Noel and Liam have agreed about for years. Their reunion is more than huge — it is historic.
Oasis are the last of the great bands. Their tour feels like it could be the last majestic gasp of the guitar-based rock music that exploded a lifetime ago.
Oasis 2025 has the gravitas of a David Attenborough wildlife documentary.
See this exotic species now — Mancus yobbus — for we may never see their like again. And for Noel and Liam, that has to feel good.
And if the Gallaghers can make up — despite the bad blood, despite the bitching, despite all the hurt feelings — can William and Harry do it too?
Yes, under one condition.
Some say the Oasis reunion was only made possible by Noel’s divorce from second wife Sara MacDonald — who once described her brother-in-law Liam as “a fat t*t doing his tribute act, balancing a tambourine on his head”.
But sharp-tongued Sara and her waspish social media posts are history now.
And perhaps that suggests a way forward for the warring Windsors.
It is not impossible for William and Harry to get their old beloved act back together again.
But probably not while Harry is married to Meghan.
A reconciliation between her sons is what Liam and Noel’s mum, Peggy Gallagher, always wanted.
And — more than anything in the world — isn’t that what Diana would have wanted for William and Harry too?
DON’T expect our joy-sucking socialist government to give a toss about three pubs a week closing down because the finger-wagging, left-wing prigs want to ban outdoor smoking.
Labour knows nothing about running a business. Labour cares nothing about the people who create wealth.
Economic growth, Keir? Don’t make me chortle mirthlessly.
Labour may have just called last orders for the great British pub.
MARCEL PROUST, took one bite of the madeleine cakes he loved as a boy and the taste triggered memories that resulted in his seven-volume memoir, In Search Of Lost Time.
A lot of people feel the same way about Angel Delight. And beans on toast.
And Arctic Roll, Curly Wurlys, rice pudding, fish fingers, Wall’s Viennetta, jam roly-poly, sponge pud, toffee apples and Alphabetti spaghetti.
A poll of 2,000 adults named all these treats as nostalgia-inducing foods that can transport us back to our childhood and bring back memories more profoundly than a photo.
I searched the list in vain for the dish that reminds me most strongly of being a kid: Toad in the hole.
But it’s not there, though everything else seems to be, including Wagon Wheels, eggs with “soldiers”, candyfloss, rhubarb and custard sweets and fairy cakes.
Toad in the hole was pork sausages embedded in Yorkshire pudding.
Just one bite would transport me to Billericay in the Sixties. And if ever I want inspiration for a seven-volume auto- biographical novel, I will not be reaching for a Curly Wurly.
THE question journalists keep asking Ridley Scott, 86, is: Why doesn’t Russell Crowe appear in your sequel, Gladiator II?
Anyone expecting Russell to show his face in Gladiator II must have missed what happened to Maximus at the end of the first film.
ABBA have instructed Donald Trump to stop using their music at his campaign rallies.
And it’s not just one song – it’s Dancing Queen, Money, Money, Money and Winner Takes It All.
Knock it off, Don!
There’s only one blonde bombshell those songs need – and it’s Agnetha Faltskog.
And has Trump seen the way Kamala Harris is shooting up the polls?
If Don uses any banging Abba tune, it should surely be SOS.
IT is strange to still hear Zoe Kravitz being routinely called “the daughter of Lenny Kravitz” – as if that is the thing Zoe is best known for.
But Zoe is 35 now. She wrote and directed the glossy psychological thriller Blink Twice, a box office smash.
As an actress she more than held her own with Nicole Kidman and Reese Witherspoon in Big Little Lies. She was the best-ever Catwoman, in The Batman.
It was heart-warming to see Zoe walked down the red carpet of the Blink Twice premiere on the arm of her funky old dad.
But Lenny is 60 now. Are You Going To Go My Way was more than 30 years ago.
It is about time to start calling Lenny “the father of Zoe Kravitz”.
EMMA RADUCANU tearfully crashes out of the US Open in the first round – a tournament she fabulously won as a teen – and the vultures immediately circle, tut-tutting about her lucrative sponsorship deals as if they were the reason for her slide in form.
Emma should not be in tears or made to feel bad because she gets knocked out of a Grand Slam.
She has time – years and years – to come back and become a Grand Slam champion again if she wants it badly enough.
Whatever happens next, she is the most successful British women’s tennis player in our lifetime.
And she is still only 21. Give the kid a break.
AS the Prime Minister hugged and kissed his way across Germany and France, we kept hearing that Brexit is about to be “betrayed”.
What part of Brexit would that be?
The part of Brexit that gave us back control of our borders? Or the part that secured a lucrative UK-US trade deal?
I think it makes sense for Keir Starmer to want to reset our relationship with the EU. But here’s the thing, Keir – do they want to reset with us?
Right now the UK generously allows EU citizens to stroll into our country in the same immigration line as the British. This act of courtesy is not reciprocated.
If we go to the EU, we are herded into the “all other passports” line.
Senior politicians do not queue at airports, and this grotesque unfairness seems to have escaped their notice.
But if you had your holidays in Europe this summer, I would bet my last euro that you and your family noticed.
We treat EU citizens as friends and cherished guests. The EU treats the Brits as undesirables.
It would be common courtesy for the EU to extend to the UK the privileges we extend to them. Yes, let’s have a better relationship with the EU. We should all aspire to get on with the neighbours.
But do our neighbours want to get on with us?
