Huge surprise (even to his publicist) about Roy E. Disney, who looks so eeerily like his late uncle Walt, divorcing his wife of 51 years, Patricia. And so sad, like Mickey and Minnie splitting up. All I can say is that, when he worked at the Mouse House, Roy made time to return home every day to have lunch with Patty. (Maybe my pal Hollywood Oscar hostess Dani Janssen’s musing about marriage is correct: she says, “I marry them for better or worse, but never for lunch.”) TMZ has the court papers filed yesterday. The only reason I posted this is because of the possible business consequences: I imagine a lot of Disney Co. stock/cash will change hands when Roy’s $1.2 billion-estimated fortune is divvied up — after all, they were wed just after Disneyland opened —  so it looks like his stake in the corporation could be dramatically reduced. Then again, Roy reportedly sold off chunks of shares in Disney Co. in protest while he and his adviser Stanley Gold were fighting with FrankenEisner. Be sure to check out my LA Weekly columns from that battle about Roy, the roiling in the rathole, the result, and the mouse droppings left behind.