I raise my diet coke to you daaaaaaaaaahling!
Those of you who do not live in the UK, may not be familiar with Keith Floyd. With a spatula in one hand, and a glass of wine in the other (on which he would become ever so slightly inebriated during his show), Floyd was a truly fun and flamboyant, no-holds-barred celebrity chef at a time when Gordon Ramsay was probably still in diapers. Sadly, this week marks his passing. I thought I would write a post in his memory, and to introduce those of you who did not know of him to a fantastic individual.
I remember how Mr P and I would sit and laugh as we watched old episodes of Floyd as he cooked all over the world and in very exotic locations. In fact, he was one of the first chefs to take his show on the road. He was very much a pioneer. He was also notorious for telling it like it is (but not in a nasty Gordon Ramsay kind of way– there were no F words, just lots of good natured wit). We also used to find it highly amusing the way that Floyd would always bark at Clive, his cameraman, while filming. I mean, who does that kind of thing? 
I would like to share an exerpt with you of my favourite Keith Floyd episode. Here, he is in France. He is “trying” to make an omelette, but there is, as he says, a “bit of a tart” over his shoulder, scrutinising his every move. You gotta think, if that was Gordon Ramsay, he probably would have beaten that woman to a bloody pulp. Floyd handles the situation marvellously.
In the second video, another French woman is giving him a hard time (or a “bullocking” as we like to say here in the UK). Its just so funny .
. He will be missed!
