It looks like the fragrant Anthea Turner - she of 'Yeah, I'll promote a chocolate bar on my wedding day' fame - has been rumbled by an eagle-eyed resident of Stoke-on-Trent.
For the former Blue Peter beauty, who is said to be fiercely proud of her Potteries roots, has been busy earning some dosh... promoting pottery from nowhere near Stoke-on-Trent. Allegedly.
According to a correspondent who wrote to my local paper, The Sentinel, it seems "our" Anth has been plugging ceramics made abroad for Matalan.
Which is a cracking way of showing loyalty to your home city in these credit-crunched times. Spode? Remember them? Well they've gone under after hundreds of years at the heart of life in Stoke.
Wedgwood, one of the region's other big names, are making more people redundant. And Royal Doulton... Royal who? Yep, they're just a distant memory in the town of Burslem, which they once so proudly called home.
So I imagine there might be plenty of former potbank workers who'd like to throw more than a pot in Anthea's direction, given her Matalan gig.
And who could blame them?
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Friday, 14 November 2008
Thursday, 16 October 2008
Turn-er off!
One last rant before I call it a night. Is Anthea Turner not one of the most irritating "celebrities" to come out of North Staffordshire?
I'm all for girl-next-door types (no, really, I am) but I cannot bear that cheesy grin and the 'I might be minted, have several acres, and a life's supply of Cadbury's in the north wing, but I'm still a Stokie' balls.
It's Blue Peter what's wound me up. The BBC children's TV show is celebrating its 50th anniversary, and La Turner's been back on breakfast telly doing her Tracey Island bit all over again.
And don't mention her preaching about being a perfect housewife. You know the routine... 'I always dress the table with freshly-laundered linen. I find it complements the baked beans perfectly'.
She's been on the telly doing it, and now she's got ANOTHER book out, with her top tips for a perfect Christmas, or so I'm told.
I'm sure there's many a housewife who'd be perfect with a retinue of staff on hand to do the dishes and vacuum the airing cupboard. And I reckon a multi-millionaire husband probably helps too.
Yet somehow, I don't believe your average resident in her native Norton, Stoke-on-Trent, finds it quite so easy to follow in the pedicured, well-heeled footsteps of angelic Anth.
I'm all for girl-next-door types (no, really, I am) but I cannot bear that cheesy grin and the 'I might be minted, have several acres, and a life's supply of Cadbury's in the north wing, but I'm still a Stokie' balls.
It's Blue Peter what's wound me up. The BBC children's TV show is celebrating its 50th anniversary, and La Turner's been back on breakfast telly doing her Tracey Island bit all over again.
And don't mention her preaching about being a perfect housewife. You know the routine... 'I always dress the table with freshly-laundered linen. I find it complements the baked beans perfectly'.
She's been on the telly doing it, and now she's got ANOTHER book out, with her top tips for a perfect Christmas, or so I'm told.
I'm sure there's many a housewife who'd be perfect with a retinue of staff on hand to do the dishes and vacuum the airing cupboard. And I reckon a multi-millionaire husband probably helps too.
Yet somehow, I don't believe your average resident in her native Norton, Stoke-on-Trent, finds it quite so easy to follow in the pedicured, well-heeled footsteps of angelic Anth.
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