Mother and baby were doing well back at home. As proud as Punch and keen to help, Mr Bristow had furnished the happy parents’ bedroom with a cot, and Mrs Bristow was proving a godsend with all the night feeds. In the days before the birth, Danny had felt nervous about the ...
THROUGHOUT MY LIFE and career, people have always seen me as terminally laid-back. I remember once in the eighties turning on the TV and seeing an impressionist doing an impersonation of me. His routine consisted of saying ‘I’m David Essex … zzzzz!’ and slumping forward as if asleep or, more like...