Elizabeth in a Glasgow cafe. We were getting on fine until I called
her 'Liz' (as I do another female of the same name whom I know) -
"My name is Elizabeth!" she scolded in an irate, obnoxious manner.
"And my name's outta here - along with the rest of me!" I replied,
heading for the door. So, ladies, remember: "Women - know
your place!" as HARRY ENFIELD would say. It goes with-
out saying that the beautiful ELIZABETH TAYLOR would
never have spoken to me like that - mainly because she
would never have spoken to me. Such is life, alas.