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James Dyson: Reinventing Britain
James Dyson has made millions by allowing us to see the dirt we suck up. As he calls for more inventors, Lucy Siegle asks him about manufacturing abroad, design disasters and whether he could build a nuclear reactor
I am at Dyson HQ in Malmesbury, Wiltshire, the beacon of British industrialism, which is not a dark satanic mill but all light, contoured glass and bridges over placid water between sculptures. This is the birthplace of the bagless, see-through vacuum cleaner that offers 100% suction (so well known it need only be referred to as "the Dyson") and the planet's most powerful hand dryer, the Airblade. Bright young engineers emerge from testing rooms wearing non-business dress (an informal rule) and mingle in the sunshine. People are smiling and holding lattes from the shiny canteen. I'm starting to wish I'd listened harder in science classes.
"I was hugely encouraged recently to hear that 13% of girls in school now actually want to become scientists," says Dyson. He has the wiry build of a long-distance runner and a look of Nigel Havers. And he bounds up the stairs in polka-dot Yamamoto trainers. "OK, so 37% still want to become models, but 13% are aspiring to be scientists!" He stops. "But then I discovered that they all wanted to be pathologists because of that TV show, CSI." For every problem, James Dyson suspects there is a solution waiting to be designed. So he spends a few minutes contemplating a drama series that could similarly shift engineering in the aspirations of teenage girls.
"Of course there was that film about a chap who invented the windscreen wiper then allegedly got ripped off," he says; I think of the 2008 film Flash of Genius. "Then he won some money, which went on the horses. Actually the film was more about the horses than it was about the invention. Same with Howard Hughes. His engineering activities are rather interesting, actually, but the film centres on his drug taking and so on," he laments.
Hughes was also, famously, a recluse. Dyson is not. He has become as well known for his robust opinions as for the bagless cleaner. "The media thinks that you have to make science sexy and concentrate on themes such as rivalry and the human issues. But just look at the viewing figures for Tomorrow's World. They were phenomenal, and that just showed pure technology. You don't need to sex things up. These subjects [technology and engineering] are sexy in their own right."
Although I spent my childhood happily watching Judith Hann and team riding around in Sinclair C5s, I have a hunch that this next generation is more demanding. But, in an effort to inspire the next crop of engineers and designers, he is running the 2011 James Dyson Award through his eponymous foundation. The last winners to bag the �10,000 on offer to develop their invention ? plus �10,000 towards their university education ? were Yusuf Muhammad and Paul Thomas, who came up with a way to adapt kitchen taps to respond to domestic fires, thereby minimising casualties and deaths.
You wonder if these young innovators know what's headed their way. Because becoming an inventor also seems to mean opening yourself up to the possibility of betrayal. "At some point you're going to feel ripped off," says Dyson. One of his early inventions was the Ballbarrow ? a wheelbarrow centred on a large, pneumatic red ball that gave it stability and made it easier to steer. And it was this odd-looking wheelbarrow that afforded the first professional "betrayal" when Dyson's business partners, having become majority shareholders, sold the invention to a US manufacturing firm that wrote Dyson out of the equation.
"If you invent something, you're doing a creative act," says Dyson. "It's like writing a novel or composing music. You put your heart and soul into it, and money. It's years of your life, it's your house remortgaged, huge emotional investment and financial investment. The Ballbarrow was just the start. Terrible things happen all the time with the vacuum cleaner. People copy it. Society allows and encourages it. But it is theft, and I wish courts and society regarded it as such. Theft or rape, that's what it's like."
Perhaps to relieve an awkward pause after the rape reference, he is up on his feet collecting a series of components to demonstrate the inner workings of the Dyson. His enthusiasm and ability to humanise the workings of the materials and the structure is infectious (next day I find myself googling magnets to find out what they are actually made from). But in the corner of his office, filled with different evolutions of the vacuum, I also spy an example of a Dyson failure: the Contrarotator, a double-drum washing machine that never took off. "It was too expensive to make." He pauses. "We should have charged more for it, then it would have been a great success, probably." The inventor is seemingly at ease with failure. "I have failures all day long, every day. I made 5,126 prototypes for the Dyson vacuum. All failed until number 5,127."
And what a winner number 5,127 proved to be, arguably the totemic aspirational consumer product of our times, catapulting Dyson into Rich List territory. It didn't just suck up dirt efficaciously; it became a cultural signifier. In the Royle Family Christmas Special, Barb is moved to exclaim: "Ooh Valerie. What a Christmas! Implants and a Dyson!"
"Yes, and there's also a bit when Jim says: 'I can't even afford a bloody Dyson,'" says the inventor, looking quite delighted. In a time when British retail, from fashion to garden furniture, all seems to be about discounting and cheap-as-chips products with the excuse that this somehow democratises consumer goods by making them "affordable", Dyson is strikingly comfortable about his brand being perceived as expensive. "It's a consequence of spending so much on R&D. It's expensive. And I refuse to design down to a cost."
In fact he scorns the idea of a brand at all. "I don't believe in brands. Here, we believe people should only buy because they want a vacuum cleaner that does what ours does. I know we sell a lot of Dysons to poor people. They regard it as a significant investment. Someone who is less well-off is more likely to take an interest in their vacuum cleaner. The well-off just say: 'Oh, the cleaner deals with that.'"
But isn't this all a bit overengineered, I wonder. I think of my own vacuum, a simple canister on wheels: I've never found its reliance on bags or lack of suction cause for concern. "Are you competitive about other hoovers, like the one I have? It's red and black with big eyes and a smile," I ask him. Dyson is cool. "I'm not going to comment on competitors. I know exactly which one you mean. We do what we do: do away with bags, 100% suction. Henry can do what it wants."
Dyson does not have a problem speaking his mind, or indeed being heard, and he's done a good job of keeping the topic of industrial design in the news. Take his recent suggestion that Chinese students were stealing intellectual property from UK universities, which caused a minor storm. "What that article was really about was the tragic situation that 80% of postgraduate students are non-British. It is great to have more undergraduates doing science, but for blue-sky research ? important risky research that translates into new technology which we can sell to the rest of the world ? we need them to stay on and do postgraduate research. This is not xenophobia ? it's the simple fact that we need postgraduate scientists here to create wealth. That's my point, more than the theft of intellectual property from universities."
So is there a problem with the thieving of intellectual property from British universities by Chinese students? "Well, I'm told there is. Yes. I have heard of a few instances. Of course it may not be confined to the Chinese."
Ultimately the thing that appears to drive the inventor of the fastest electric motor in the world is a desire to reboot manufacturing in the UK. "When I was growing up, the balance of trade was on the news every night because it was of such desperate concern. Now it's so bad it's disappeared entirely. If we import more than we export, we're a declining economy." But you moved your manufacturing base overseas, I venture. "No, I didn't," he says. "You did. In 2002," I refer to the newspaper cuttings of the time. "No, I didn't. I moved my assembly. And that's because they wouldn't let me expand over there," he gestures towards a large house, the head office of a construction company.
It's a careful distinction ? to the lay person, assembly is part of manufacturing, and the media lamented the loss of 800 "manufacturing jobs" at the time. In 2009 there was a similar tussle with the Environment Agency over a proposed Dyson academy in Bath which never happened. (The Environment Agency claimed the proposed site was a flood plain, and plans were dropped. Much was made of the fact that the Labour government ran with plans for a "rival" academy with Peter Jones of Dragons' Den.)
He does, however, seem to feel that this government speaks his language. He has written a report for David Cameron on increasing Britain's technology exports. He gives George Osborne a "big thumbs-up" for what he sees as the right tax breaks for entrepreneurs in the recent budget. "I feel optimistic. But then I am an optimist," he says.
Is he happy with his achievements? The bagless vacuum cleaners, the Ballbarrow, the new bladeless fan ? all exciting for the consumer, but considering Dyson's interest in the big themes such as energy policy and climate change, doesn't he ever want to solve a problem bigger than vacuuming? Is, for example, the Dyson nuclear reactor (he is a fan of nuclear and solar) in development? "Goodness, I know nothing about nuclear energy." I point out that he knew nothing about vacuum cleaners either. "True. I knew nothing about anything. I did classics at school and went to college to do design and then got interested in engineering. My limit is a terrific interest in technology."
Given that he is essentially an autodidact who has made millions, why is there so much emphasis on making highly trained engineers out of the rest of us? "Well, I couldn't have made that motor," he says, gesticulating to the innards of a Dyson. "In fact I can't do three-quarters of the work we do here. For that I need highly trained scientists."
And when can we see your next invention, I ask. "When it's ready!" And with that, Dyson's chief engineer bounces off to the R&D laboratory.
Entries for the James Dyson Award are open until 2 August. To enter, visit jamesdysonaward.org
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Royals bask in wedding success as honeymoon is postponed
St James's Palace confirms William will be going back to work this week after wedding watched by peak TV audience of 24m
Late on Saturday morning, as the happy couple's helicopter lifted off from the gardens of Buckingham Palace and Prince Charles reclaimed his Aston Martin, minus the "Just Wed" plates, the majority of commentators were agreed: the wedding of William and Kate had been something of a triumph for "The Firm".
A judicious mixture of pomp and, just as crucially, populism, had ensured a fair wind for the British monarchy for another generation at least.
John Hanson, 81, from Hemel Hempstead, expressed a view held by many in Friday's throngs. "It's an apolitical stance I expect from them, not 19th-century attitudes. Some of the world's republics are quite well run but the scope for unfortunate appointments in heads of state is huge. Kate Middleton being a commoner is vitally important for the royals to justify themselves and show they are worth having." Like many, Hanson was not a fan of Prince Charles.
But just as normal service was resuming around the UK; as royalists nursed hangovers while republicans relaxed, there was a mini-bombshell from St James' Palace ? the honeymoon was on hold and Prince William was going back to work this week.
"The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge have chosen not to depart for a honeymoon immediately," read a statement from the palace. Instead, the couple will spend the weekend at a secret location in the UK and the Duke will return to his work as a pilot next week. The location of their future honeymoon will also be kept secret. "The couple have asked that their privacy be respected during the coming weekend and during their honeymoon," the statement said.
It only deepened the honeymoon mystery ? William had booked two weeks off and Kate bought bikinis two weeks ago, but the rest was pure speculation. Jordan had been the bookies odds-on destination. King Abudallah has a nice place he had offered them, but then the newlyweds have several chums with exotic getaways. Mustique and the British Virgin islands were getting good odds as well... until Saturday, when someone tried to put a �5,000 bet on Kenya, raising suspicions of a tip-off gleaned from squiffy guests at the reception which rolled on until 3am.
Those 300 guests, who were entertained by British singer Ellie Goulding and danced under glitterballs in Buckingham Palace's state rooms, drank champagne and ate bacon butties and ice-cream. Goulding serenaded the newlyweds with her hit version of Your Song, written by Elton John.
The music was heavy on kitschy disco and dance music. Lots of Abba, Kanye West and Beyonc�. Whether the social media world got its much-tweeted wish that Prince Harry and bridesmaid Pippa Middleton would get together seems unlikely, despite Harry's whispered, "You do look very beautiful today, seriously," on the balcony. Even after the royal wedding had long ceased to monopolise the Twittersphere it dominated on Friday, new sex symbol Pippa was still trending. But it was reported that Pippa hadn't laughed at Harry's joke about the bride towering over the Duke of Edinburgh. Luckily Prince William did chuckle at his father's jokes about his bald patch.
Photographs of those leaving the bash showed a dishevelled Harry in a mini-bus heading back to the nearby Goring Hotel where the party went on until 5am. His on-off girlfriend Chelsy Davy also left at 3am with Princess Beatrice ? who was yet to learn that the hat she'd worn to the wedding now has its own Facebook page ? and Princess Eugenie.
As the Middletons prepared to leave the Goring hotel yesterday, family friend Tony Ainsworth said: "We had a party at the hotel last night that went on well into the evening, so we're feeling a little jaded this morning. I went to bed around 1am but I heard guests stumbling around at 5am, coming back from the palace, which woke me up."
The broadcasters were up and toting up their viewing figures. BBC and ITV joint audiences peaked at 24 million. An average of 9.4 million watched BBC coverage fronted by Huw Edwards between 8am and 11am with that audience peaking at 17.5 million at the last 15 minutes. Across the whole BBC, 34.7 million tuned in to watch some part of the wedding. Sky News said it had a peak of 661,000 viewers at 11am, with roughly one million people using its website.
Not everyone was happy with TV coverage. One Times columnist wrote yesterday: "The royal family can always be depended on to induce a 20-point drop in the national IQ and our broadcasters are no exception to the rule."
There were other pockets of resistance. The police made 57 arrests in total "within and outside the event footprint". Three anti-monarchists in south London were controversially arrested on suspicion of conspiracy to cause a public nuisance by trying to stage a puppet show of royal beheadings. Ten people were arrested at Charing Cross railway station for carrying anti-royalist placards and a man police called a "well-known anarchist" was arrested in Cambridge.
A group of 10 protesters congregated in Soho Square, 70 demonstrators in Red Lion Square, and another group gathered in Trafalgar Square to display a banner protesting against government cuts.
Active antis were overwhelmed by the parties ? around 5,500 in England, although only a handful in Scotland and Wales. There was certainly a wedding fever but not a full-blown epidemic. Those viewing figures were not record-breaking ? more tuned in for the 1966 world cup final and for Diana's funeral.
But overall the royal family put on an endearing show. The bride had not put a foot wrong ? only a few wondered if her make-up was a little heavy ? the dress was demure enough for those who want the monarchy preserved in aspic and yet designer enough for the fashionistas.
The Firm is back on track. Yesterday William's former press secretary Colleen Harris said the "hatred" the prince felt for the press at the time of his mother's death had abated.
"He's more confident in himself, he's loved and secure, and I think he has learnt to live with it. He's really matured and seems to have a much more positive attitude towards it."
Now William wants time ? his RAF contract runs until 2013 and he is keeping those next two years free from major royal duties. Tomorrow the couple whose wedding was watched by two billion people will return to their rented house in Anglesey and Britain's bunting comes down for now.
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William
First Name
William. Wills, the Willster, Willy-boy. More like William Arthur Philip Louis.
Surname?
Of Wales. That's not a name, it's a place. Top royals don't really have surnames, just titles. They don't need second names as everyone knows who they are.
Like Madonna? or Prince!
Sort of. But William actually is a prince. Originally the family name was Saxe-Coburg-Gotha, but it was changed to Windsor in 1917.
Why?
The original one sounded a bit too German for a monarchy in charge of a country that was, at the time, rather awkwardly embroiled in bloody trench warfare with Germany.
So should we really call him Wilhelm?
Nein. Britain has been importing royals from Germany since the 18th century. George I ? aka Ludwig ? didn't speak a word of English, but the family has integrated a bit since then. William's mother was a proper English rose.
Is that possible? A child born to a man and a flower?
Funny you should ask. Pater Charles is a keen horticulturalist, but those relations are almost exclusively platonic. This English Rose was a beautiful young lady called Diana.
Oh yes, the Princess of Hearts?
The very same. And legend tells how the boy William inherited her good looks, easy charm, gentle manner, charitable impulses, common touch.
And from his father he got?
A bald patch.
Unlucky!
Not really, he also gets a crown to cover it up and a kingdom.
Of course. Wales
And the rest: England, Scotland, Northern Ireland and a bunch of Commonwealth realms.
And France?
No, not France.
But Henry V? Agincourt? "once more unto the breach, dear friends!" Was the 100 years war fought in vain?
Yes, move on.
So when does William get this kingdom?
He is second in line to the throne, which means his gran and his dad have to die before he can be king.
Couldn't he, y'know, speed things up a bit?
That's sometimes how they did it in days of yore, but foul regicidal usurpation is now frowned upon in polite circles.
What does he do in the meantime?
He is a flight lieutenant in the RAF search-and-rescue squadron. And there's lots of charity work. Then there's playing polo, opening things, launching things. Watching association football matches (he loves the Villa, of course, the claret and blues)? er, you know, princely duties.
Isn't that a bit risky?
Young man, time on his hands, surrounded by glamorous women.
Surely, you're not insinuating that a future monarch would be capable of marital infidelity?!
Only in days of yore, perhaps. Well, William's namesake and great-great-great-great-great-grand-uncle, King William IV, was a bit of a ladies' man and had a ton of illegitimate children.
What happened to them?
Nothing much. His great-great-great-great-great grandson is some obscure ne'er-do-well called David Cameron.
Catherine
First names.
Catherine Elizabeth. Of, er, Berkshire.
That's not a kingdom. So she has a surname?
She had one before the wedding: Middleton.
That doesn't sound very royal.
It's not; she's a commoner.
There's no need to be rude.
Commoner just means she isn't a member of the nobility.
Got it. Ordinary Kate. Plain old Katie. Girl next door.
Well, she grew up in a posh village and went to a posh prep school, and then to a posh public school.
Yep, got it. An 'umble lass, but maybe with long-forgotten blue blood, like Tess of the D'Urbervilles.
Actually her family are really quite rich.
Salt-of-the-earth Kate. It's a right royal fairytale, isn't it? Like Cinderella going to the ball and winning Prince Charming with her glass slippers.
Except that they met at St Andrews, and she won the prince by wearing a see-through dress in a fashion show.
Times change. It's still a fairytale.
She's unmistakably upper-middle class.
Whatever. Fairytale.
Rumour has it she had a picture of William on her wall at boarding school.
OK, that's a bit weird. New money, you say?
Brand new. Her parents made a pile selling children's party accessories. A couple of generations back, the family on her mother's side were coal miners from County Durham.
So what first attracted her to the second in line to the throne of the United Kingdom?
Who knows? Must have been fate ? star-crossed lovers, Romeo and Juliet, Tristan and Isolde, Antony and Cleopatra?
? Jordan and Peter?
Hardly appropriate.
A common girl called Katie who fancies being a princess?
The parallels end there.
She likes horses.
Enough. Catherine Middleton is a stylish, elegant, sophisticated young lady whose relatively ordinary background will rejuvenate the British monarchy. She will be like a breath of fresh air.
Isn't that what they said about Fergie?
Some breaths turn out to be fresher than others. But Kate Middleton is the real deal. She's minty fresh.
So it was love at first sight for the pair of them?
More like friends at early sight, followed by housemates, and then sort of boyfriend-girlfriend, then splitting up, then friends again, then getting back together.
I don't remember that fairytale.
You mean you were never read the story of "Waity Katy", the girl who was kept hanging on?
Remind me.
She waited for, like, 100 years for the handsome prince to ask her to marry him. And when he finally did, a wicked witch called Camilla cast a spell on him and he turned into his dad and wasn't handsome any more.
Sounds a bit tragic. But she does get to be a princess in the end?
Not yet. But she does get to be the Duchess of Cambridge, thanks to her new grandma-in-law, who has just given her the title.
She could be a Princess of Hearts?
Don't go there!
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Tabloid journalists have hacked her phone in search of her dark side, but the hardworking,relentlessly upbeat Cat Deeley is just a girl-next-door goofball
Cat Deeley is on all fours, crawling slowly across the carpet of her Savoy suite. "You'd sneak up like this," she says, "staying really low to the floor, and then . . . " She pauses and then lunges forward, wrapping her hands around an imaginary frog. "When I was young we used to catch little tiny baby ones, they were quick and jumpy. I still don't mind them now. I'm not scared of much, not even snakes, or spiders. You know what I don't like, though? Milk!" She sticks her tongue out and grimaces. "It's the way it stays on the side of a glass, it gives me the heebie-jeebies."
A childhood spent in Birmingham's suburbs, coated in frog slime, was good training for 34-year-old Deeley, who has made a career out of getting her hands dirty ? first with Ant and Dec on sm:TV (with all the dressing-up, food fights and impromptu wrestling such a job demands) and, more recently, as host of So You Think You Can Dance, the big US job she left the UK for in 2006 (she's currently back here hosting the British version, despite worrying news of plummeting ratings). SYTYCD made Deeley a star in the US, partly because she transformed her job as host into a hands-on "big sister, cheerleader, mad aunt"-type role that saw her befriending, hugging and dancing with fellow contestants.
"I get covered in people's sweat. If something ever happened to me after one of those shows . . . like, if I was murdered, and they took my body to do tests, they'd be like 'There are 87 people who have been all over this girl.'"
How does it smell? "Eugh, a mixture of sweat, desperation, success, failure and old aftershave. When I get home, let's just say that I enjoy a hot shower."
Deeley's whole shtick, what she attributes her success as a presenter to, is "what you see is what you get". Take today, where she's rocking that well-known fashion combo ? a Tory Burch outfit offset with a whacking great bruise attained by smacking her head on a plane's overhead lockers ("It hurts every time I move my face"). This girl-next-door goofball persona sends the occasional journalist into a spin, making them desperate to uncover Deeley's "dark side". Perhaps the assumption is that, once the cameras have stopped flashing and the tape recorders are turned off, she goes crazy, screaming at runners for not cutting the apple in her fruit salad into equilateral triangles. In fact, it's something she's riffed on herself on Peter Kay's Britain's Got The Pop Factor, the X Factor-spoof that saw her hushing the studio audience with the words "Fucking SHUT UP!"
Far more likely, it seems to me, is that she's just relentlessly upbeat, exuding a constant day-glo niceness that must use up a tremendous amount of energy. Maybe if you spent an entire day with her it would do your head in, but in small doses it's a pleasure. For this is the kind of niceness that means she's ordered champagne for us both within a minute of sitting down (I'm the only one who drinks any). Even when she calls me a "bastard", she makes it sound devoid of venom. (I say I can sleep easily ? Deeley suffers from insomnia and functions on less than four hours most nights.) Her life sounds exhausting: ambassador for Unicef, ambassador for Great Ormond Street hospital, face of Pantene, fronting Fashion Targets Breast Cancer, among other things. When asked recently how to get over a broken heart she talked about "throwing herself into work".
Deeley's next big job is anchoring CNN's coverage of the royal wedding, along with Piers Morgan and Anderson Cooper, a six-hour live broadcast to 750 million people. She doesn't get nervous, but she's swept up in wedding fever.
"Because there have been so many terrible things that we've all switched on the TV for recently, such as Japan, Libya, the economic crisis . . . it's quite nice for everyone to watch something that's a happy event. You're united."
Does she agree that ordinary people should pay taxes for the royals' upkeep? For the first time, she looks flustered. "Yeah . . . er . . . Listen, it does us good. I'm excited about it, you can't get a hotel for love nor money so it will bring tourism and cash and . . . I don't know."
There's a knock on the door and champagne saves the day.
"Let me get you a glass!" she beams, then drags me to the adjacent room to see her press officer, hairdresser and makeup artist tucking into food and fizz. "Look at this!" she says, mock-appalled at the scene. "Seriously, what the fuck is this about?"
When Deeley headed out to the US, she received no advice on how to change her style for the new audience. "Nothing! Not my clothes, having my nose fixed, losing weight, changing my accent." Still, there are things on that list that most male presenters wouldn't have to worry much about. Does it annoy her that a woman of equal age and attractiveness as, say, Piers Morgan would struggle to get a gig like his?
"No, I've identified that the industry isn't the same for women so my whole thing now is to get into producing. You can do one of two things. You can bury you head in the sand and believe what everyone tells you ? that you will always be that young, that thin and that fabulous. Or you can use all the things you have ? talent, contacts, knowledge ? and do something different."
Is it not worth trying to change the way TV works? "I don't think it's possible. It's been this way for so many years and I think it always will be."
In other instances, too, Deeley seems content to bat away the world's ills with pragmatism. When asked whether she ever suspected her phone was hacked by the tabloids, she answers: "I think probably, at some point, yes." Does she have any evidence? "Well, certain phone conversations I've had have been repeated back to me, almost word for word. Not in the press, but to me on the phone. It wouldn't surprise me."
Did she do anything about it? "No, it never went in the press. It was more like . . . someone would call, either an agent or publicist, and say: 'What's all this about, a "source" has said this or "a pal" has said this.' And when it's happened it's almost verbatim a message that's been on a phone. They were after my reaction to get a story out of that, but I'd just not say anything."
Could it have got out any other way than her voicemail? She shakes her head. "There was only ever five people who would know some of that information and I just know there is no way any of them would have said anything. That was the great thing, that I knew it wouldn't have come from anyone."
Deeley is skilled at dealing with press intrusion. She always wears the same clothes when she rides a horse so any photos of her doing so are worthless. This, she says, came from a time when people's lives were put at risk. She was riding on a dirt track in the Hollywood Hills when a paparazzo hidden under a camouflage blanket started taking pictures ? the camera lenses dazzled the horses in front of her and they started running wild with terrified Japanese tourists on them.
"There have been people killed up there ? if a horse falls on you there, you're dead or you break your back and they have to helicopter you out. You're right on the edge of a hill. The photographers refused to stop so the instructor got off and hit them!"
She hit them? "She actually went over and hit one of the dudes. Then she turned and said: 'I'm from Brooklyn.'"
As the interview winds down, I ask her about Mark Rothko, whose art she apparently fell in love with recently.
"Oh my God, how did you know that?" she asks, so I tell her I heard it on her voicemail. "OH MY GOD!" she shrieks. She laughs, but seems genuinely confused. I tell her I read it while preparing the interview. "You're a nerd!" she says. "I'm calling you a nerd! But that's OK, I'm nerdy like that. If I'm interviewing someone I need to know everything about them ? I do these massive spider diagrams. Everything under different categories, and certain questions in other categories."
The work ethic doesn't surprise me. And Rothko? "I love things like that, where something is so exquisitely beautiful that it gives you chills. I love that you can sit in a room and look and look and stare and stare." As she says this, I realise Deeley is also eating her lunch, heading over to hair and makeup for a photoshoot and turning on the charm for the waiting photographer. The idea of her finding anything that lets her sit still for a few minutes amazes me.
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Men-only golf club looks to admit women
The 168-year-old St Andrews Golf Club is considering changing its constitution to comply with equality law
An all-male club in the historic home of golf could be changing its rules to admit women. The 168-year-old St Andrews Golf Club is considering changing its constitution to comply with equality law.
The Equality Act 2010 does not ban single-sex clubs, but does not allow private clubs to discriminate on the basis of gender.
In a letter to members, club officials wrote that a ban on women could be a "retrograde step" and set out options.
The letter, excerpts of which were printed in the Courier newspaper, reads: "Firstly, it could operate as at present with members and their male guests being permitted to use the members' lounge.
"This would result in no lady guests being permitted at all in the clubhouse, as all guests must be given the same rights of access under the Act."
The second option would see the members' lounge used for members only.
Officials reportedly recommend that members back a third option, which allows members and guests into all public areas of the clubhouse whatever their gender.
The letter adds: "After much consideration and discussion, as well as a meeting with the past captains and trustees of the club to make them aware of the position, the committee of management is recommending that option three be adopted as the best way, in their opinion, of safeguarding the long-term wellbeing of St Andrews Golf Club."
The proposed changes will be discussed at a meeting next month.
The club was founded in 1843 and was called St Andrews Mechanics' Golf Club. It is based at The Links, in a Victorian mansion overlooking the 18th green of the Old Course.
Honorary members include golfer Jack Nicklaus, known as the Golden Bear, and Paul Lawrie, the Scot who won the Open championship at Carnoustie in 1999.
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Beef, asparagus and horseradish salad recipe / Angela Hartnett
The crunch of the asparagus and beef works beautifully with the acidity of the vinaigrette
Asparagus season is here at last. There's always a race among our suppliers to see who produces the first crop and this year it was Watts Farm in Kent, which has sent us some wonderful specimens for the restaurant.
Asparagus are, of course, delicious steamed and served very simply with butter or hollandaise sauce. But they are especially good when grilled, and in this recipe the crunch of the asparagus and the grilled beef works beautifully with the acidity of the vinaigrette. You can use another cut of beef (I like rump or sirloin because they have more flavour but that's just my personal preference ? ribeye would work well too) or leftover roast if you have any. Likewise, use your favourite salad leaves, although I'd recommend including something slightly peppery such as rocket or watercress. And feel free to add fresh parsley or even coriander.
Ingredients
(Serves two as a starter)
500g rump or sirloin steak
1 bunch large asparagus
10 olives
1 punnet cherry tomatoes
200g mixed salad leaves, such as rocket or watercress
2 spring onions
100ml olive oil
10ml red wine vinegar
10ml balsamic vinegar
� tsp Dijon mustard
� tsp grated horseradish (or horseradish sauce if you can't get fresh)
Rock salt
Fresh milled black pepper
Method
Cut off the woody part of the asparagus stalk. Add a touch of olive oil to a hot frying pan, or griddle pan if you have one. When the oil is hot but not smoking, add the asparagus and season. Grill for three minutes ? turning once.
Remove the asparagus from the pan, wipe the pan clean with a paper towel and leave it on a low heat. Season the steak and pan fry for around four minutes, depending on thickness, turning halfway through. Then remove from the pan and leave to rest.
Now prepare the salad: chop the spring onions, halve the tomatoes and mix with the leaves and olives. Make your vinaigrette by mixing the olive oil, vinegars, mustard and horseradish (ditch the mustard if you're using horseradish sauce rather than fresh), and add to the salad, along with the asparagus.
Finally, slice the steak and add that. Mix well, plate up, then season with salt and pepper.
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Royal wedding: Kate Middleton cross-stitch pattern
The craft world has wedding fever. And what better way to mark the tying of the royal knot than with a pattern of the bride's face?
The craft world loves a good excuse to break its needles out. Be it a general election, a presidential inauguration or the rise of a certain vampire trilogy, whenever something big happens you'll find someone, somewhere, has crafted something relevant.
The royal wedding has certainly been no exception ? I'd even say it's been one of the most popular crafting events of the last few years. Everyone seems to have jumped on the handmade bandwagon. There's been the infamous Knit Your Own Royal Wedding book (so popular it's on its zillionth reprint), those fetching Will and Kate knitted gloves (complete with knitted sapphire ring, of course) while, back in February, Piccadilly Circus got it's own knitted tribute to the wedding in the form of a yarnstorm on the Eros statue. Marketplace for handmade goods Etsy has an entire category dedicated to the big day (Kate and Will earrings anyone?) and Hannah Read-Baldrey, co-author of soon-to-be-published craft book Everything Alice, has written step-by-step instructions on how to have the perfectly crafted street party.
We've seen events galore too, with exclusive creative industries hangout The Hospital Club opening its doors to the public a fortnight ago for a royal wedding craft fest, where everything from the handprinted tea towels to the decoupaged suitcases were wedding-themed. Last week, the magnificent food artist Miss Cakehead gathered an army of bakers for the day to man a "Will and Cake" pop-up bakery. Things are scheduled right up to the big day itself, with Glasgow cafe the Life Craft promising to begin sewing a replica of Kate's wedding dress as soon as she's spotted on Friday. They'll be tweeting, status-updating and possibly even streaming the whole thing on webcam.
And there's plenty more. I haven't even got to the cross-stitchers yet, who seem to be collectively making the biggest impact. Both big cross-stitch magazines led with Kate and Will patterns in the months ahead of the wedding, while contemporary cross-stitch heavyweights Subversive Cross Stitch and Mr X Stitch collaborated on this brilliant "Keep Calm and Marry On" ode to the royal engagement and the coalition. All over the interweb you can find pattern after pattern after pattern (we like Bugs and Fishes's mini-design, perfect for beginners if you're not too fussed about the more fusty kits).
Cross stitch, then, is clearly the craft of choice for anyone already over the knitted royal wedding. Which is why, this week, you'll find us stitching up this delightful pattern from CrossStitcher magazine's stitch a star series. What better way to celebrating Catherine Elizabeth Middleton's newly cemented status as Lost in Showbiz dahling/trashy sleb rag fodder than with a crafted picture of her face?
Ok, it might take you a few days of solid stitching to complete, but we all know the country can be split into two groups of people this week: those who were wise enough to take Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday off (but don't actually know how to fill the resulting 11-day holiday) and those who weren't (but know they won't be doing much real work from now until Thursday night). If you're already a cross-stitch whiz, check out the key to the right so you know which threads to buy. If you're not head over to CrossStitcher's blog, where they have put together a complete guide for beginners. And if you find yourself at a loose end later in the week having stitched the whole thing, you can find a stitch-a-star Prince William in the new issue of CrossStitcher, on sale now.
And if you really, really haven't taken a fancy to this royal wedding malarkey (even after Hadley Freeman told you to stop acting like "a goth teenager sulking in your room to The Cure on Christmas Day"), allow me to introduce anarchist crafter Carrie Reichardt, whose anti-royal take on Friday's wedding might be right up your street. Take a look at a sample of her recent ceramics exhibition in Brighton, Mad in England, or buy a piece of her alternative china collection, entitled "Right Royal Mug".