Katherine, oh, Katherine!

In a previous post you may remember i ranted about some silly slut whose book i had to read about 'Cooking in a Bedsitter'. This silly slut was Katherine Whitehorn.
She is not a silly slut.
She is my new idol.


'In the play The Shrike, the hero is entertaining his girl to dinner and she says: "What's for dessert?" And there is no dessert; and he tries to commit suicide. This is an extreme view... hand round some chocolates.' Cooking in a Bedsitter.

Born in 1928 in Hendon, Katherine wanted to go into publishing.
She was working for a women's magazine in 1956 when Bert Hardy (a photographer for the Picture Post) asked her to model for him.
She then wrote for The Picture Post, was the Fashion Editor and then Features writer for The Observer and also wrote for Saga Magazine.


'to catch the atmosphere of the Paris collections, you must lock yourself in a hot cupboard with a bottle of spilled scent and a champagne hangover'

She married Gavin Lyall in 1958 and stayed with him until he died in 2003, 
"She fell for Gavin, a pilot turned newspaper air correspondent, and journalist at pretty much the same time, when she started work on the Picture Post following a brief stint in publishing ('I was pretty wet about publishing,' she says. 'It didn't occur to me that I was in the wrong job.') and stuck with them both through thick and thin." Gaurdian 17th August 2008


I love Gavin.
I love Katherine.


I'm sorry i ever doubted you.