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Originally Posted by steeljack
Re. Food ..Just wish you'd take back to the UK those two British cooks who are never out off US TV, the foul mouthed one and the younger "youf" both complete *******. Pity one of the fat Ladies passed over , could put with them , good food and good stories  |
Nah, you laud Gordy and Jamie, you keep 'em.
Talking of Two Fat Ladies, I used to know Jennifer Patterson, or Miss Paterson, as I called her, before she became famous.
I adored her. She used to tootle up through Belgravia on her moped, done up to the nines, but with an old fashioned helmet plonked on her head, and her thick specs. Leave her bike in the middle of Knightsbridge, and then order lots of lovely things for 'her darling boys'. The boys being the Fathers at the London Oratory. She always reminded me of the spoof soap star Sister George, from The Killing of Sister George, played by Beryl Reid.
We used to have a real laugh, and she was charming and eccentric, and pleasure to know. I was really suprised, and happy for her, when fame brought financial stability towards the end of her life.
Past life, blah, blah. But who remembers Rishton's nouvelle cuisine past?