The Secrets of Claudia Winkleman's Charm - Andrew Crofts
A couple of months ago I wrote
about the hiring of Midas PR to launch “Chances”, the erotic memoir which I had ghosted for an
anonymous European lady who was going under the names of Penny.
Last week the mighty Midas machine
picked up speed and I found myself writing articles and doing a succession of
interviews to promote the book, culminating in an encounter with Claudia
Winkleman on her late night Radio2 arts show.
Whenever I mentioned to anyone that
I was going to be meeting Miss Winkleman I always received the same response -
“Oh, I love Claudia Winkleman”.
It didn’t seem to matter what age
or gender the person was, or whether they were likely to be fans of
reality shows like “Strictly” or cultural offerings like “Film 2015”, her
puppyish glamour had somehow worked on all of them. It appears the woman is
fast-tracking towards being a national treasure. What, I wondered, could be the
secret of this magical spell she was casting over the nation?
Listening to so many paeans of adoration
rang alarm bells too. How could the reality possibly live up to this awesome
reputation? Was I going to have to report back to all these devoted admirers
that in reality the woman was a monstrous confection of insincerity and vanity,
propped up by armies of sycophants, hangers on and make-up artists? Could she possibly live up
to everyone’s heady expectations?
I have to report that fifteen
minutes in a studio with Miss Winkleman is like being enveloped in a
particularly cosy nuclear explosion, flattened by a steamroller of charm and
wit so overwhelming that you barely notice the pain when she skewers you with
an unexpected stab of journalistic enquiry. All in all it was the most
exhilarating and enjoyable quarter of an hour I can remember ever spending with
a total stranger. I felt like we had been friends for ever and that, I suspect,
is the secret of Miss Winkleman’s magic.
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