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Topic History of: Gloria Hunniford
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The Astrological Twin Agreed. I wonder if it could be expanded to a screen play? I could play one of the boils.
Hedda "Freddie Garrity, who was on his way to a clinic to have his boils lanced."

Impossible to top that line !
JK2006 "Celebrities and their Boils"! Really, Hubba!
Hubba Hubba I, too, think Gloria is an absolute poppet. She is a brilliant broadcaster, and so modest, too. I met her once. Well, I say I 'met' her but that's not quite true. I saw her, late one chilly morning, from across a busy road on Oxford Street. I was accompanying Freddie Garrity, who was on his way to a clinic to have his boils lanced. The presence of moi was due to my editor of the time assigning me the task of writing a column called 'Celebrities and their Boils'. It didn't last long, not after the Una Stubbs incident, which was just as well. Anyway, Freddie, who was a terrible show-off, started doing that silly star-shaped jump of his and cackling loudly - the kind of pure 'look at me' nonsense we had to endure in those days as the minor princes of pop gave way grudgingly to the glam kings of the next era of musical evolution - and so I and my photographer, fearing all kinds of premature eruptions in the Dreamers leader's tight trouser department, had to push him hurriedly into the sanctuary of Dr Gleadel's most excellent and reassuringly discreet clinic. I did slip back out in the hope of catching Gloria before she disappeared down the street into a chic dress shop, but, alas, that fragrant bird had flown. Those were the days!
Hedda oh thank God !! I really like her and thought she had made some comment about 'you know who'!