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TV producer Ruth Boit takes you behind-the-scenes at celebrity parties & TV shoots, bringing you exclusive interviews plus all the backstage gossip. Where are they partying? What are they wearing? What are they eating? And, most importantly, what’s in the goodie bags?
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I am bored of the snow now. I say bored of the snow, what I actually mean is I am bored of the ice. Snow turns to ice so darn quickly it’s not funny. Just going to the shop to buy milk turns into a military operation. What shoes to wear to prevent slipping and going a**e over... well, you know.
I was invited to the opening of a new club in Chelsea last week. I accepted the invitation because I had already missed 642 events thanks to the SNOW. I must get out and about, I told myself. But then guess what happened? It snowed. And snowed. (And snowed.) By Thursday it became clear that I would be taking my life in my hands if I left the flat, so I was quite happy to stay in and catch up on Eastenders. (I haven’t seen it for years. I can’t believe Kat is still in it!)
But then, talking to Ed (partner in crime and GBF) I discovered a royal connection to this event. Ed, who knows more about the royal family than me (I stopped following in 1997 - for obvious reasons) told me that this particular club, Public - in Chelsea, was owned by Guy Pelly. (Who?) Guy Pelly is only one of Prince Williams’s best mates. He has royal connections to spare. It was on receipt of this news that I decided to brave the snow and ice and make my way to Chelsea. Why not ‘spot’ a royal or two, I thought. It might be a laugh.
I’ve got to be honest though, I do fall into the don’t-see-the-point-of-‘em camp when it comes to the royals. That said, I will, of course, be glued to the telly watching the wedding. I am sure the BBC’s build-up coverage will start from 3am. I’ll be awake, glass of (supermarket) Champagne in hand. I have a mahoosive, grown-up crush on David Dimbleby too, and he’s bound to be there offering a spot of punditry via the power of his perfect diction.
I won’t wave a flag because that’s a bit American and sad. I was planning on buying myself a union jack iPhone cover. Cool Britannia and all that. (I do enjoy pretending that it's still 1997 and I am young, fresh, taut and sprightly and living in CamdenTown.)
Sigh. Alas, I haven’t, as yet, got my hands on an iPhone (How much!?!) so that remains a pipe dream.
(Again, sigh.)
I have got a rather cool piece of royal memorabilia though. If you like a bit of Charles & Di/Camilla you’ll love this. At the time of the last royal wedding, I was teeny tiny so I don’t really remember it, but my fabulous Godfather, who is BONKERS, but in a good way (sorry Uncle Richard!) sent me a piece of the royal wedding red carpet (actually, come to think of it, I’ve spent a lot of time on red carpets so maybe he knew something that I didn’t.)
I digress, Godfather Richard was a Minor Canon (sort of like a Reverend come Vicar) at St. Paul’s and he took part in the wedding service. Afterwards he got his hands on a piece of the red carpet - the carpet that Charles & Diana walked along - before they threw it (the carpet) out. Still with me? Recycled, eco-gift ideas by my Godfather. Marvellous. I’ve still got it at home, my little piece of Royal history for the grandkids, that I’m probably not having.
I have to admit it, I was impressed by Public (even though both the princes were no-shows. Princess Beatrice showed her face.) I’ve never been keen on ‘celeb’ nightclubs, they always seem to be trying a bit too hard but Public stands out. The club’s exposed brick work (I’ve always had a thing for a bit of exposed brick) and industrial vibe certainly set it apart from the usual bland night spots.
What I’m most excited about is their ‘New York, New York’ New Year's Eve party. If you’re heading to London for NYE why not consider giving yourself a treat, there’s bound to be a face or two you recognise - maybe even Wills, Kate & H! Give georgie@public.uk.com a shout for all the info. If you see me come up and say hello, I’ll be the girl slap bang in the centre of the royal circle. As if.
God save the Queen and all that.
RB xxx
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