TALK OF THE TOWN: Claire Foy stays in a holiday let cottage while filming A Very British Scandal

She’s been filming in one of Scotland’s grandest properties, but The Crown star Claire Foy wasn’t exactly given accommodation fit for a queen. 

Instead of one of the plush bedrooms at Inveraray Castle, she was banished to a little holiday let.

Owner the Duke of Argyll tells me: ‘She was in one of our cottages with her family. Of course during lockdown, you weren’t allowed to have anyone to stay with you, so she couldn’t stay inside the castle.’

Claire, 37, plays the Duke’s step-grandmother Margaret Campbell, Duchess of Argyll, in the BBC’s A Very British Scandal, which details her notorious 1963 divorce. 

That controversy hasn’t held back the Duke’s son Archie, Marquess of Lorne. 

I ran into him at Tatler’s Little Black Book party, where he lamented not making the elite list of singletons. ‘It’s because I’m 17,’ he says. 

‘I want to be just like my dad – he topped all these lists when he was my age.’

Archie has the upper-crust credentials – he was a Page of Honour for the Queen when he was ten.

Comic Jack Whitehall’s girlfriend Roxy Horner is buying a new dog to stave off more baby talk from their parents. 

Jack’s mother Hilary repeatedly presents him with baby clothes to encourage the couple to start a family. 

But Roxy told me at last week’s House of Creed x Sofitel St James Bar party: ‘We don’t want babies yet – I want another dog for Christmas.’

Roxy’s mother is also pestering them to settle down, but Roxy says: ‘I’ve told her she will just have to be a puppy grandma for now.’

Mr Moany: Simon Le Bon 

I bet hotel staff run a mile when they see that Simon Le Bon has checked in. 

The Duran Duran frontman hates pretty much everything about hotels, including expensive room service and little packets of biscuits placed beside a kettle. 

But Simon, 63, who says that even Cliveden House needs to work on raising its standards – even though rooms cost at least £545 a night – saves his greatest ire for ironing boards tucked away in the wardrobe: ‘Am I going to do my own ironing? Excuse me, really?’