At one point, the prince talks about tuck at school, specifically his love of Starburst, formerly known as Opal Fruits. “I devised a way of super-sizing my sugar rush,” the passage reads. “I’d take all my Opal Fruits and squeeze them together into one massive gobstopper… As the wad melted, my bloodstream would become a frothy cataract of dextrose. Whatsoever thy hand findest to do, do it with thy might.” And lo, Billy Bunter morphs into Renton out of Trainspotting.
Oh how very sad. She was always a very humane writer – funny, authentic, sensible, genuine. It is no surprise at all that she remembers John Prescott so fondly:
Links and obit here. Terribly sad.
https://observer.co.uk/news/national/article/rachel-cooke-a-tribute
A wonderful, warm and funny writer. Her review of ‘Prince’ Harry’s book Spare spared me the bother of reading it.
https://www.theguardian.com/books/2023/jan/15/spare-by-prince-harry-review-dry-your-eyes-mate
I never met her, but I always thought of her as a friend. There was something about her that made you think that if you did ever meet, you’d be instant friends. And she was funny…this one stuck in the mind.
https://www.theguardian.com/books/2025/jan/26/dare-i-say-it-everything-i-wish-id-known-about-menopause-by-naomi-watts-review-a-hollywood-stars-hot-years
Oh how very sad. She was always a very humane writer – funny, authentic, sensible, genuine. It is no surprise at all that she remembers John Prescott so fondly:
https://www.theguardian.com/politics/2024/nov/23/why-it-was-such-a-joy-to-interview-john-prescott-and-discover-his-sweet-sad-soul
One of my favourites.