Congratulations to Alison Holst for deserved recognition in the New Year’s Honours list. I have never met her, but Mrs Holst strikes me as a self-effacing, gentle woman of the sort destined sadly to fade into memory. Or am I being too harsh here? Perhaps the matronly and maternal are resilient enough to cope with a rapidly changing world that places greater store on the quantity of your Facebook friends than the quality of your scones. I certainly hope so because we need women like Mrs Holst. We men need women like Mrs Holst as a constant reminder of a happier time of unthreatened self-delusion that women ruled the kitchen, and men the rest. It was of course never true but Mrs Holst, and millions like her with her gentle smile, made it seem so and we men, hungry for aggrandisement, dined richly if a little blindly at her table. Still do. Fryday wishes everybody a spectacularly enjoyable 2011.
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