May I say how much I admire the housewives of Britain in these appalling present conditions for their courage in trying to give their families another super Christmas ...
It was 1975. I must have imbibed too many Snowballs because I don't recall it being particularly trying that year ...
But I do love Fanny Cradock and if you see her getting intimate with a turkey, you can see where Nigella's coming from. I do feel sorry for her drab assistant Sarah who is a bit like Dame Edna Everage's bridesmaid Madge.
Anyone fancy that raw mincemeat omelette????
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I remember watching her on TV but usually with a long suffering husband - it must have been pre 1975!
I think perhaps poor down-trodden Johnnie was dead by this stage, Veronica.
Isn't she amazing, Cornflower - a monster! I do love the eye-shadow and the girlish bows in her hair.
Oh, wonderful. Pure poison, both Fanny and her food. Apparently, her own kitchen at home was a scene of total squalor.
Oh my. That's a whole lot of forehead going on there.
I had forgotten the eyebrows painted halfway up her forehead!
I should think she was a horror to work for. The way she snaps her fingers at that poor assistant!
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