From Heil Hitlers by Ollie Reed to a cheeky Royal encounter... concluding the outrageous memoirs of Britain's rudest man. ...read

In those days you usually didn't know, or care, who the chef was. The idea of a celebrity chef was absurd. These were backroom folk who worked in a kitchen. Now every twit who thinks he can fry an egg is giving interviews all over the place and appearing endlessly on TV, and food has suffered because of it. Restaurants such as Gordon Ramsay's bear the chef's name. Yet when is Gordon to be found in the kitchen, I wonder. Not very often, that's for sure. ...read