Gyles Brandreth remembers his friend, Barbara Windsor who never apologised for the saucy seaside-postcard bawdiness of the Carry On films and liked that people thought she was ‘a bit of all right’.
When the great Barbara Windsor died in December, I appeared on one or two radio and TV programmes to share my memories of the bubbly national treasure. We first met in the 1970s and became good friends, working on TV and in pantomime together. In 1979, I ghosted a fun book for her: Barbara Windsor’s Book of Boobs. It was a scrapbook of misprints and errors from newspapers and small ads. ...
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