"Apparently the 70s were, "a decade of non-stop gateaux and
indiscriminate sexual activity". One long Abigail's Party to which,
unaccountably, I wasn't invited. On TV, Fanny Cradock wore evening
dress to cook food of such excruciating complexity that we just
watched with frozen TV dinners on our knees. I would have liked to see
some of the excellent TV commercials for food. The Smash Martians,
falling about with laughter at the notion of cooking with real
potatoes, Leonard Rossiter tipping Cinzano down Joan Collins'
cleavage, and the Milk Tray Man, who worked so hard to deliver so
little.
Mrs Whitehouse, a nun and I (I don't expect you to believe this) were
invited to speak at a TV advertising conference in the Playboy Club.
Mrs Whitehouse, a very practical sort of woman, spoke in favour of the
best-before date tag on wrapped bread, a novelty in the 70s. It only
occurs to me now that a date stamp is a cunning plan to make us throw
away perfectly edible food. And that Mrs Whitehouse, the nun and I
were having our legs pulled, unmercifully. "
Nancy Banks-Smith http://www.guardian.co.uk/media/2008/jun/11/television
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