Friday, July 27, 2007

Richard Stott and Bridget Rowe: Beauty and beast

I am sorry to hear that the former editor of the Mirror and People, Richard Stott, is very ill. Though he might sometimes kick people who annoyed him, and once was found trying on a pair of earrings in the Mirror's fashion cupboard, he was a decent editor who did not resort to ferocious bullying. His dismissal by the deceitful David Montgomery back in the early '90s marked a very low period in Fleet Street history.

And while I'm in a mellow mood, I am happy to say that the despised Bridget Rowe has been spotted - this time as a talking head in Five's Diana: Last Days of a Princess, due to be broadcast next week. A nice person kindly sent me the DVD for my perusal.

The bitch appears to have lost acquaintance with diet pills: there was a school of thought that her crazy, vicious behaviour as editor of the People and Sunday Mirror, then as MD of both, was possibly due to the psychotropic properties of her fat pills which she popped like M&Ms. If this was the case, then some compassion is required, rather than my vitriolic scorn. So in such spirit I can report that in her nunnish black outfit, these days, she looks a bit like David Walliams' tranny (in mourning) who insists, against falsetto evidence, "I'm a laydee!" A friend suggests she looks more like the late Bubbles Rothermere but there's a line to be drawn between a fun-loving nature and a life gone to pot.

On the other hand, sight of her fat, cry-baby face brought to the surface a malevolent instinct - particularly when she tried to emote with downcast expressions: she intended to indicate a modicum of sympathy for the dead Princess' plight at the hands of the paparazzi. Yet it was the likes of Rowe who caused her death in the first place - by relentlessly bullying her hacks to unearth any filth and paying over the odds for royal pictures. She was a principal driver of the Diana market that ended in tragedy. Whoever made this nasty cheap docu-drama must have a dark sense of humour. Another joke is that anyone might think she was once the editor of the Mirror because it is this paper that's spliced in with the front page photo of Di and Dodi's kiss while Rowe prattles on - when in fact she was at the People.

By her side on the programme was a man who is unworthy of naming but who was her favourite picture editor. The last time I encountered him he came out with his epitaph: "I give the best blow jobs in London!"

5 comments:

Lorenzo said...

Yes, Madame once worked under Bridget Rowe, so to speak.

Be careful. You're blowing your own cover, carissima.

Arcati said...

Many people worked with Farmer Rowe and many more know of her stinking reputation - what a pity she didn't meet the fate of Shambo. Someone should have put her down for her own good (and that of everyone else).

Duralex said...

A little bird tells me this Lorenzo is not "our" Lorenzo, but one of his understudies...

Arcati said...

So many Lorenzos, a legion of Arcatis ... the hoaxers come and go. Meanwhile, the genuine articles soldier on.

Lorenzo the First said...

You're right, Duralex. But everybody knows I'm irreplaceable.