A highlight of last year was meeting Nigel Slater for this piece of Observer promotional work.
Camera shy Nigel only agreed to do this because he liked the script so much.
This is not Nigel Slater caught in a compromising situation whilst on the hunt for a night of debauchery, it’s the day of the Observer ‘Helping Hands’ shoot for Nigel Slater recipe cards.
Between getting Nig to sign everything from his latest book to the producer’s breasts we managed to get some filming done. He kindly submissed his body to the hands of Candice. (Whose hands you might of seen before in an Always Ultra ad).
The hightlight was going out for lunch with Nig and the crew, round the corner in Clerkenwell.
Topics of lunchtime conversation included:
Our Death Row meals.
Why he dislikes Birmingham.
How he’s moved fifteen times since he’s lived in London.
How, in 20 odd years he’s never stepped foot inside the Observer’s building.
How he loves Amsterdam and has never got lost there.
Notice the 80s flouro yellow straws . Nig was loving it.
I learnt something new about Shay. His Death Row meal was a Fish Finger Sandwich on cheap white bread with Ketchup.. Nig did not approve.
