Cliff Richard showed an extraordinary degree of interest in my love life, and was rather surprised when I admitted to having three ‘proper’ boyfriends plus a husband of 30+ years.
He had assumed that only a mad spinster would send him such bizarre fan mail and beg to accompany him on his next flight. While we sheltered from a downpour in a huge commercial garage, I hunted for a photograph of TPR in his ‘pool lizard’ pose to prove that I was not lying about my marital status.
As soon as the rain stopped I led Cliff along the pavement, shielding him as best I could from the prying eyes of the general public. It was clear that many people recognised him, but most were kind, allowing us to go about our business without interruption.
