It would be a real shame if people can't respect the work he has done with men's mental health charities and the environment, purely because of who he is.
I think we need to get past the illusion that what the RF does in any way approximates what most of us would recognise as 'work'. The (admirable) people who actually do 'work' in men's mental health and the environment are people who people who've trained, who do research in PSTD, who volunteer, fundraise, staff MH helplines and drop-in centres, who work as counsellors, who research climate change, pollution, habitat, litter-pick etc etc.
The RF may have the best intentions, or a desire to look useful, but it's frankly ridiculous to think that a bit of reading for a speech, or looking looking into a microscope at Imperial, as Katherine Cambridge did recently, is 'work'.
What they have to say about the environment or miscarriage/ stillbirth is only reported because of their position, not because they have anything whatsoever of value to say. Why would they? They only know what a little bit of layperson's reading will tell them. You might as well have Joe Bloggs who works for Homebase delivering a speech on the environment. If someone had passed him précis of a few articles, he'd be just as informed. That's a flaw in the UK class system, that a bland, not particularly well-informed speech will get the charity/cause some momentary publicity because of who it's delivered by. But they're not 'working' for or with the charity, they're just mannequins for a cause.
Again, they probably can't would you really want to be counselled over your miscarriage by Katherine Cambridge, all blow-dry and Emilia Wickstead, and the paps banging on the window? or have Prince Charles as a befriender via Help the Aged, showing up with his security entourage and being fascinated by your panic button because he's never seen one before? but again, that points up the madness of both the system and the fact that the RF are thought to 'do a lot of good work for charity', when they really don't. They don't. They show up, cut ribbons and make bland, forgettable speeches.