I assumed we’d heard the last of him, until he reappeared on social media just before the last election, prancing about with a ukulele and singing the virtues of wind turbines. I’m not making that up. You can find it on the internet. Warning: it will hurt your eyes.

In office, he’s launched a frenzied war on the countryside, whose beauty he’ll vandalise forever by plastering it with turbines, pylons, battery plants and solar panels.

Offshore wind? Fine. Solar panels on warehouses, office blocks, car parks and data centres? Good idea. Just keep them off our beautiful, productive land. But the damage isn’t just aesthetic. Miliband is an economic disaster. His mad, vain net zero charge could cost the country £14billion a year, and possibly a lot more than that.

Miliband blocked future North Sea oil and gas drilling, making us poorer without helping the planet. We’ll just import the same fuels from countries like Qatar and Norway instead. They’re already far richer than us. And they’d never let a man like Miliband anywhere near their energy policy.

Oh, and he still hasn’t apologised for falsely claiming net zero would cut £300 off energy bills, when household bills have surged instead.

Like all wannabe Marxists, he’s an authoritarian at heart. Miliband has stripped councils of the power to block 800-foot turbines. He’s using the courts to force huge solar farms over arable farmland and trying to bully through unwanted heat pumps on households.

Before the election, he routinely talked about creating 600,000 green jobs. Where are they Ed?

He’s destroyed thousands in oil and gas industries though, especially in Scotland where voters hate Labour now. Miliband doesn’t give a damn.

This frothing, fuming fantasist is destroying British industry, as companies are forced to go out of business or shift manufacturing abroad, because our energy costs are too high. Now we face blackouts too.

He’s also throwing away tens of billions sums on unproven carbon capture schemes, while insisting the world is desperate to follow Britain’s lead. It isn’t. Most countries aren’t mad enough to cripple their own economies.

Which brings me to the latest flash of madness.

Last week, Miliband posted a clip of himself in the Commons, responding to a Conservative MP who asked how much it would cost to subsidise a promised £150 reduction in energy bills. Jabbing his finger, rolling his eyes and brimming with virtue, he ducked the question altogether. Instead, he self-righteously declared that Labour was proud to have raised taxes on the wealthy to cut bills for millions.

That’s nonsense.

Let’s look at what Chancellor Rachel Reeves actually did in that Budget, not Miliband’s bug-eyed version of it. Her main tax grab was to extend the freeze on tax thresholds for an additional three years. The £12,570 personal allowance will remain frozen all the way to 2031.

So this is Miliband’s definition of taxing the “wealthy”. Hiking taxes on anyone earning more than £12,570 a year.

Next year, pensioners on the new state pension will be pushed over that threshold for the first time. Are they rich? Miliband seems to think so.

Reeves has excused those living solely on the state pension from income tax, but anyone with even modest extra earnings will have to stump up. As will millions of basic state pensioners, as they’ll still pay income tax on their additional state pension.

Labour will then use the money to cut their energy bills, and claim the glory. Vile.

Watching Miliband boast about soaking the wealthy, while celebrating a tax raid that hits pensioners and workers on just over £12k a year, is revolting. I can’t stand much more of this. Neither can the country.