PLATELL’S PEOPLE: Jonathan Ross called me a “dog” to my face

Imagine the scene last Tuesday, a beautifully clear winter night, stars shining, the flavor of mulled wine in the air.

I was lucky enough to be invited to a magical pre-Christmas celebration in the vicinity of 17th century Kenwood House in Hampstead Heath, North London.

It’s the season to be happy, and there were kids running around everywhere, the light shows were lovely and I felt a real sense of joy after two miserable years as my friends and I wandered through the beautifully lit trails.

Who should we meet besides ITV’s Jonathan Ross and his wife Jane Goldman, their daughter Honey and her boyfriend Zane Saz?

I was lucky enough to be invited to a magical pre-Christmas celebration in the vicinity of 17th century Kenwood House in Hampstead Heath, North London. Who should we meet besides ITV’s Jonathan Ross and his wife Jane Goldman, their daughter Honey and her boyfriend Zane Saz?

As we stood outside the burger bar, Ross turned to me and said, “They don’t allow dogs here, Amanda.”

If it was meant to be funny, it wasn’t. As a columnist I developed rhino skin but it actually hurt. It was humiliating.

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My friend’s husband had to hold back from getting into Ross, which was also my natural instinct.

What gives any man – any person – the right to describe a woman as a “dog”, let alone a very public figure and a featured presenter on ITV.

This is someone who boasted in 2019 on Loose Women that “as young people say, I’m quite awake”. Well, it’s not wide awake to make fun of a woman like that, is it Jonathan?

Should I have been surprised? Maybe not. This week, one of Ross’s guests on his ITV show, Sheridan Smith, said his treatment was just plain misogynist – his word. Many contributors to the ensuing social media storm agreed, saying she was virtually ignored as Ross feasted on male guests Gary Barlow, Jeremy Clarkson, Riz Ahmed and Stephen Merchant.

And let’s not forget that, when it comes to the occasional insult, Ross has a shocking form. He and Russell Brand played these unforgivable pranks on Fawlty Towers actor Andrew Sachs, leaving disgusting messages on his phone, one with Ross shouting “he fucked your granddaughter”.

Both men were suspended from the BBC and Ross ended up on ITV.

Could it be that on Tuesday Ross instinctively spoke out against me as a protective father? Granted, I’ve written reviews about Honey in the past, wondering if it was wise to post pictures of herself, size 18 in a thong, in an attempt to shame a world “phobic fat.” “.

She also denounced her parents for trying to get her diet during her teenage years to be “normal” in size.

Whatever the reason for Ross’s infamous insinuation that I was a “dog,” perhaps he should have stopped and thought about how he would feel if a stranger had said this to his wife or wife. girl.

Am I the only woman who thinks that the compulsory wearing of the mask – after less than 30 cases of Omicron – is rather misogynistic? After 30 minutes of public transport, all of us with red lipstick this holiday season will end up looking like Heath Ledger in Joker.

I’m afraid Amol is spoiled by the BBC

“I’m about to throw a brick at Kate and Wills,” “Do we have to endure endless sycophantic and shameless monarchist propaganda? And Prince Philip is a “racist jester.”

An anonymous, silly online troll? No, a selection of the publicly declared historical views of the gold-plated BBC golden boy Amol Rajan, a proud Republican tasked with presenting the now-discredited two-part pro-Sussex documentary The Princes and the Press.

BBC insiders say he’s ready to replace Andrew Marr on their hitherto unbiased flagship political show. Royal brickbats at your fingertips!

Rihanna, Charles and a royal flush!

Accepting her Barbados National Hero award as the Caribbean island became a republic, Rihanna, 33, looked stunning in a gold gown, seemingly without a shred of underwear and revealing her wonderfully feminine belly and voluminous breasts as she kissed Prince Charles. Hopefully he had some fragrant salts handy.

Accepting her Barbados National Hero award as the Caribbean island became a republic, Rihanna, 33, looked stunning in a gold gown, seemingly without a shred of underwear and revealing her wonderfully feminine belly and voluminous breasts as she kissed Prince Charles.  Hope he had some fragrant salts handy

Accepting her Barbados National Hero award as the Caribbean island became a republic, Rihanna, 33, looked stunning in a gold gown, seemingly without a shred of underwear and revealing her wonderfully feminine belly and voluminous breasts as she kissed Prince Charles. Hope he had some fragrant salts handy

Until the quarter-finals and tipped to win the sparkle ball, Strictly deaf dancer Rose Ayling-Ellis says she is refusing lucrative deals to endorse hearing aids, refusing to promote any non-NHS-supplied device that has been taking care of her since she was a child. Can Rose get any more adorable?

In her cheeky statement after the court verdict against The Mail On Sunday, Meghan said: “This is a victory not just for me, but for anyone who has ever been afraid to stand up for what is right.”

Sorry, but she’s a multimillionaire duchess who got married into the royal family. She’s not like all of us at all.

And I would have more respect for Meghan if she had only seen her father once after her marriage to Harry, who himself never met him. Doing “what’s right” is a girl who behaves with respect to her devoted father.

A fragile excuse for haute couture!

This is one of the creations of must-see new designer Nensi Dojaka, who says of her £ 1,500 plus “dresses” that she “doesn’t like anything too pretty or too exposed, I know where to stop. “.

Crikey, if she thinks she’s trendy, if a little gossamer thrown on your underwear, I’d say it’s time for her to quit!

This is one of the creations of must-see new designer Nensi Dojaka, who says of her £ 1,500 plus

This is one of the creations of must-see new designer Nensi Dojaka, who says of her £ 1,500 plus “dresses” that she “doesn’t like anything too pretty or too exposed, I know where to stop. “

Harry is desperate

On World AIDS Day, Prince Harry said that Covid was like HIV, that “corporate greed” and “political failure” to provide vaccines caused the needless deaths of millions of people.

During the 1980s and 1990s, I saw three dear friends die of AIDS. There was no vaccine, no treatment. As the untimely death of Freddie Mercury tragically proved 30 years ago, no matter how rich you were, AIDS was a death sentence.

Confusing AIDS drugs with Covid vaccines proves Harry really has no idea.

Of all the contraband confiscated from stars on I’m A Celebrity – including Oxo Cubes, Nescafé Gold and Fruitellas – the most surprising was DJ Naughty Boy’s nail file. Since he threatens to flee the plateau every night, Mummy’s Boy should have smuggled in a hacksaw to help him escape. . . and put the number of viewers of the series out of their misery.

The house where the movie Home Alone was filmed is now available to rent through Airbnb during the holiday season. Why would anyone want to stay where the then ten-year-old Macaulay Culkin character was abandoned by his parents and tormented by two thieves?

Languishing in the polls ahead of next year’s elections, French President Macron said of our prime minister: “It’s very sad to see a great country run by a clown.”

Yes, a clown with a majority of 80 seats, the fastest growing economy in Europe (as opposed to tanks in France) and still leading the Sir Keir Starmer polls. I guess Bojo the Clown will have the final say.

Work and Pensions Secretary Therese Coffey, 50, wants to ban “smooching under the mistletoe” this Christmas. In your dreams, my dear.

Five pieces of advice to Foreign Minister Liz Truss after shamelessly copying Margaret Thatcher’s famous photo pose riding a tank: naked ambition is very unattractive.

Even though her fashion empire is in trouble, it’s a bit rude of Stella McCartney to launch a Beatles fashion line to coincide with the new Fab Four documentary. Her Strawberry Fields sweater costs £ 895. It’s time to stop milking your father’s fame and let it go, Stella.

A Londoner winning the oldest working iron award (a Morphy Richards bought by his grandmother in the 1940s) is an inspiration. So I hold on to my Sony bedside clock radio, bought in 1985 and still going strong, in hopes of someday winning the award for longest bedside companion of all time. He saw me through a wedding, four engagements and various romantic entanglements. Thank goodness these archaic clocks cannot speak.

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